#sorry omg im so like mentally ill

[limonjarritos]

VINCE IS SO DOWN BAD FOR RODY OH MY GOD??? LITERALLY KILLS HIS EX GIRLFRIEND TO MAKE HIM HAPPY???? THEYVE KNOWN EACH OTHER LESS THAN A WEEK??????

LITERALLY LIKE- MY MAN FELL HARD AND INSANELY. LIKE WHO DOES THAT? I wouldn't have it any other way. Just the way that as soon as Rody came into his life he was like 'I need this man to be so whole-y mine.'

When I was playing the game my pet theory was that he fell for Rody's brand of love, for how he loved Manon (he did say that he spoke of Manon when they first met) and Rody's personality.

(read more because I am so annoying about this game vv)

Something something, how Rody loves so intensely to the detriment of himself (Manon told him to stop giving, to for once in his life realise that he needed to take care of him self and be stable. He can't just account for the other person's needs <- barely know her but I get why Rody was head over heels). How Rody's love is similar to his cooking, burning, burning himself, burning and oh so overwhelming. And I do think Vince wanted the feel of that burn for himself, wanted to feel the warmth and devotion of which he had been so devoid of. To understand what it was he was lacking. How love and cooking go hand in hand in the story, how Vince's dishes were devoid of love, how he can't taste. How Rody's love surely would be strong enough, would be the missing ingredient to allow him to finally taste something. (Also lack of taste going hand in hand with what looks like depression of some sort, or perhaps just apathy for life. How bland his own life may be. How such a love, such a person could perhaps bring some taste to his life.) Vince seems to have killed Manon as a form of trying to show Rody a similar type of love. Giving him something, giving him a meal made out of Rody's own love. A gift since he couldn't give his own brand of love in a way that matters, couldn't give it without showing his own brand of devotion. I do think he 100% had an underlying jealousy and hatred of Manon, how Rody was still stuck up on her. How she never once mentioned Rody when her and Vince dated (though outside of Vince's pov I'm pretty sure Manon was just doing the healthy normal thing by not mentioning an ex?? but Vince is soooo gone) which is obviously a sin (he doesn't seem to take kindly to people who are mean to Rody. Such as the article and Rody's old college classmate) and proof she wasn't deserving enough of Rody's love. But alas she was still a gift and show of love to Rody.

On the personality topic (thought I forgot about that did you?), Rody is such a brash and kind person. A perfect foil for Vincent's more stoic nature. Rody willing to try and befriend Vincent, running into the kitchen to talk to him. He showed a bit of said love to Vince by trying to befriend him and how could Vince not want more? (why wouldn't Vince try to reciprocate in his own way. Make him happy) I mean he seems pretty feared by his cooks, and the people at the party have mentioned that Vince is pretty ruthless, not at all a person many wish to get to know. But Rody is willing to, yet Vince wants his undivided attention...

Okay wow this has gone on way too long uhh I'm 100% open to further discussion especially if I forgot something! And I haven't really looked too much into the game past playing it, so any reveals the creator may have given I'm mostly unaware of and would love to be informed of more!

Anyways tiny Vincent attack!

#dead plate #long post #limon answers #sorry omg im so like mentally ill #i could go into symbolism more but my ass like- i realised i already wrote a nonsensical essay #something something. vince fell fast and hard and tried to cope in his own way #im so curious as to both of their backstories actually #only negative about the game is that they're french. losses here. but i forget like the whole time about their frenchness #i just woke up btw. so first thing on my mind today is them <3 #have i mentioned that vince is my favourite character. idk if thats obvious? #oh and also how cannibalism isnt actually inherent to vince's character like. idk something about that is so interesting.- #how he finds the concept of serving others to his customers vile and just randomly eating others distasteful. like do you guys understand. #the devotion #sorry guys this is cakeverse to me.... #thank you beloved mutual for allowing me to be ill about them #tw blood #limon.txt

[afterthefeast]

re lrb in any case to me astarion’s arc is less about regaining agency than becoming aware that he already has it and has to act like that. there's a distinction between agency as a material fact, ie having the ability in theory to make your own decisions and act on your desires, and the awareness of having that agency.

i'm no psychologist, but in my experience one of the most helpful steps in recovering from mental illness has been the awareness of my own agency ─ yes, sometimes I feel as though my life is completely run by my intrusive thoughts, but invariably getting out of that place has involved a recognition that ultimately, I am the one in control of my thoughts and I have the agency to work through them. that doesn't mean that it isn't hard, or time-consuming, and sometimes I don't succeed in the way I'd like, but nonetheless the ability to at least try is and always has been in my power.

in baldur's gate 3, your companions appear with varying degrees of agency (aside, obviously, from the tadpole they all share). they range from gale, whose current situation physically and magically restricts him but who at that moment in time doesn't have many other immediate restrictions on his day-to-day actions, to wyll, whose every move is watched by his abusive warlck patron.

nonetheless, your companions benefit from being shown that they not only could have agency at some point in the future, if they break their pact/shar's curse/free cazador/free orpheus/fix the infernal engine/get the crown of karsus, but they have agency now and must therefore use it responsibly. wyll is already to some degree aware of this, i think, even if it's only because he is so morally forthright ─ he's one of your companions who remains actively trapped by their abuser during the game, yet he refuses to kill karlach because he knows that would be wrong. even within his severely limited circumstances, he makes a choice, he demonstrates agency. in the shadowfell, shadowheart ─ a cult victim subjected to extreme psychological and religious abuse ─ has the choice whether or not to kill aylin, and can make it either way.

astarion, at the point at which you meet him, has just been given freedom for the first time in, essentially, his life. it's no surprise that he doesn't know what to do with thise newfound agency, and doesn't recognise it for what it is, given that he literally cannot remember ever having control over his own life. that's deeply tragic, but it doesn't erase the fact that he has control over the things he does during the game. those actions (for example, given i am still talking about that last rb, talking about the children he kidnapped and gave to cazador as though they were nothing), are things he has agency over and is responsible for. nonetheless, he acts as though he does not, lurching from one attempt to gain power to another (killing the druids to suggesting you use whatever's in moonrise to your advantage), because his own self-perception as someone completely powerless is so overwhelming. he must accrue power because that is the only way he can make sure he's safe and can never be hurt again. it's just that that self-perception is not completely accurate, he does have agency; if he makes choices that result in moral wrongs, those moral wrongs are his to bear.

i'm not getting at astarion here, I don't mean to imply that he's at fault for this attitude. it is, obviously, the natural response to 200 years of enslavement and abuse. kind of the whole point of the game, of all of your companions' quests, is that if people are hurt and abused often they will feel as though their only avenue towards power is to do the same to others. but being severely traumatised doesn't make his behaviour okay; he doesn't get a free pass to do whatever he wants because of cazador. you can like him, literally who am i to say otherwise (i like him too!), but don't just excuse everything he does or get rid of the most interesting parts of his character because you're unwilling to grapple with the fact that as it stands in the game, he's morally incredibly complex.

i think there's a tendency to assume that a character either must or must not have agency, and to present it as a binary, because for some reason it's used as a shorthand for moral culpability, when in reality the relationship between agency and culpability is significantly more complicated. i haven't really been getting into coerced choices here because that's a whole other kettle of fish (though i will give the necessary disclaimer that my stance on this is quite clearly influenced by the fact that deep down i'm a bit of a virtue ethicist). nonetheless, while this is my pop philosophy take and i'm not trying to impose this overall moral framework on people, i think it's pretty reasonable to say that lack of agency does not mean that what you did was not wrong.

implying that astarion is at fault here would be indicative of the very attitude I am trying to oppose ─ the idea that people either have agency or don't, and if they do bad things with agency they are evil, but if they don't have agency they are victims. astarion is both ─ he is the victim of horrendous, harrowing trauma and yet he has done bad things and in fact visited that same trauma upon other people. there's no escaping this, and i think it would be bad for astarion to just brush everything he did for cazador under the rug because he did it for cazador. he still did those things ─ he might not be culpable, i do not think he can be considered as such, but there's no way you go through all of that and don't feel guilty for it.

notably, if shadowheart kills aylin and wyll kills karlach (if he can? i actually don't even know if he can do that, but hypothetically), they are still responsible for that action and it was still morally wrong. they have to deal with that: part of dealing with it can be to recognise the coercion they were subject to, but the fact that they lacked agency doesn't just erase the wrong or mean it was never wrong in the first place. likewise, astarion becoming the ascended vampire is still obviously a terrible thing to happen for him and everyone else, and is in no way justified just because it might finally give him the sense of safety and control he craves. the whole point of that moment is that even when he is being retraumatised, when he has returned to the place and person that hurt him, astarion has the capacity to choose, and to choose the right thing. acting as though his trauma means he has absolutely no agency whatsoever and so never has to address the fact that he can, at various points, greatly fuck up, just removes one of the biggest themes of his whole character.

tldr: astarion has agency, one of his greatest challenges is realising that he does and that he must use it responsibly, and acting as though that is not the case does a disservice to his character and the story it is trying to tell. also it is deeply deeply boring. the end.

#bg3 #i logged into tumblr on my laptop to type this out instead of learning how to use a pivot table #hence the abrupt change in capitalising I #i keep going on about this because it's a general attitude towards trauma and mental illness that drives me completely up the wall #yes life is hard yeah you gotta take steps to make that better #yeah thats tricky. sorry. gotta be done though #anyway i could literally talk about this all day like. gale or lae'zel and agency is a WHOLE thing and i could rant about those two for day #but this is getting too long as it is #also obligatory disclaimer that this is in no way a commentary on anyone's gameplay #im not trying to do a 'omg if u ascend astarion you're a terrible horrible person forever' or anything #i think it's great and fun that you can do that and explore his character that way #this is directed at people who just try to make him like uwu traumatised little baby who has never had any agency ever #in his whole entire life #and so cannot be morally responsible for any action he has ever taken

[benetnvsch]

sigh- maid day wip ig I probably won't finish this but also maybe I will depends On If The Friend I sent It To Says Nice Things About It

#if not I will burst brightly into air #/ref that literally only 4 people on this entire earth will get none of whom follow me on tumblr #“omg good for him what an icon hell yea” #still the funniest thing I ever experienced #so also Im realizing that Tumblr is Like #Kinda where I just say anything that comes into my minds #I am a chronic tag ranter #so uhhh #sorry for being annoying guys uwu #sorry if u followed me expecting to see actual content not used to that #if u want just art and not the mental illness feel free to follow my twitter instead #which is basically just art #gonna be honest the amount of ppl following me for art is low-key stressful bc I am An Artist who Does Not Draw #<- His ass is Not Drawing #KDJHDJHFKJGFKJGFK #THATS SO FUNNY TO ME #what if I make that my new art tag #<- Kite's ass is Not DRAWING #Cackling #if ur reading this this far hello ily ty for being hear peace sign and kisses (platonically) #kite draws #sure whatever ig I do sometime idk if this is tag worthy like actual tags that make sense #I am a hater first foremost #jk I actually am quite happy rn talking with Other Friend who :) hapenis #LMAO IYKYK HI IF UR SEEING THIS ILY #FUCK THE CONTENT WARNINGS SHIT #cw gun #cw knife #there #sorry

[carcinized]

feeling of growing into my body is so nice too. god puberty sucked

#i mean i had other stuff too. and so do probably most of my followers bc Trans Things. i never had dysphoria from being trans tho #it was all from discomfort during puberty + depersonalization #so now that both of those have lessened + ive gotten better at managing them. HOLY SHIT ITS NICE #i dont feel ashamed of my body!!! ive achieved complete body neutrality its so fucking awesome #i dont even feel like i need to dress up anymore. nor am i uncomfortable with the idea that someone could find me attractive #bc i understand its not my job to be or not be attractive its just my job to EXIST. other ppl can think whatever they want about me #its SO NICE. i am growing into my life its so lovely. #just a bit of positivity for you guys :] this site (and online spaces in general) can be so negative bc it’s a safe place to ent #so heres a break from that. from someone who struggled heavily w mental illness for multiple years #i don’t want to disclose what or why but it wasnt just quirky depression anxiety etc it was like from real scary shit + near death experienc #<- not to say anxiety & depression don’t suck. what i mean is that it wasn’t quirky ‘omg i have anxiety im so scared of everyone 🥺👉👈’ #type shit that every white girl highschooler insists they have. it wasnt just beingn sad cus of high school LMAO #NOT TO DOWNPLAY THAT BUT LIKE. U KNOW THE PPL I MEAN. u dont have anxiety/ocd/depression dude youre just Sad. fairly so but itsnot Disorder #but. from someone who went thru all that. IT GETS BETTER. also if ur like 13-15 ur brain hormones suck and it gets better 100% #like everything feels So Bad but its just uour brain chemicals and i am so sorry uour brain does that. BUT IT GETS BETTER I PROMISE. <3 #it doesnt make your struggles easier but you should know that it DOES get better. <3 love u #ok <3 take care guys #tobin talks

[b0mblover]

Ichor, how Sweet

By: J

should be no tws but,

tw blood(ish) mention

(wrote in lopts pov, probably ooc but uh, can it /really/ be ooc if theres not alot of info? 💀)

[ichor |'ΛΙΚΟ:| noun - “the fluid that flows like blood in the veins of the gods”]

how disgusting.

humans have always been this way,

havent they?

its,

repulsive.

to say the least.

ive known that.. for a long time.

and yet.

here i am.

on the ground.

bleeding.

bleeding until im dry.

because,

in the end.

even if it was ‘fun’.

humans are selfish.

human or not.

god or not.

ive thought for so long.

that animals were dumb,

running away from a harmless branch cracking.

yet standing directly in harms way.

and now.

now those thoughts, 

i knew better.

ive known for so long.

‘dont fuck with humans’

‘at least make sure to always have power over them’

i did.

i had power over them.

i had control.

and yet.

in my slighest moment of weakness.

when i was completely alone.

even then i didnt show it.

but.

they knew.

and now.

im still here.

lying on the ground.

ichor dripping out of my sides.

my arms.

my legs.

my veins.

humans truely are evil.

#j writes badly #i put the ichor def in not bc it looks cool #but bc theres two defs of it 😭 #sorry not sorry this has been PLAGUING MY MIND #i uh actually just wanted to revisit the mentality i used to have #just bc i felt like it. no other reason /srs #no beta we die like jirou #guess whos gonna get to write a whole theory on hawaii part ii for school 😎 #ME BITCH. #im so excited #i still have SO much to do omg oh dear lopt save me #not even kidding water tank thingy broke in the middle of writing this and my parents were fighting over it 💀 #OKOK ILL SHUT UP NOW SORRY LMAO

[junkie-virus]

rlly feeling izzys “EKE by” speech rn

#ro rambles #i too am a small angry bastard. #but mostly its bc my teacher is trynna ?? not follow my 504 plan cuz im late too much. #which i mean yeah i agree that my lateness is a bit of an issue (though i still get my fuckin work done) but its almost like. #thats another part of why i having the fucking plan in the first place #almost like hmm.. maybe theres something that gives me issues w time management(/blindness/) & also is linked to issues w sleep 🙃 #been stressed out of my mind w school + nearby shark week hormones... worst concoction on fucking earth #& even those that share my stress are calling me lazy or treating me like i dont care or try #alternative being. idk just try harder ig. #my friends r supportive but sometimes it just hurts to be told to ‘do your fucking work!!’ & ‘/ro/‘ like omg never considered #usually im fine w it but recently ive also been kinda overwhelmed so. anger. #izzy was so real like fighting for ur fucking life while ppl around u r totally nonchalant abt the mess that’s happening but u /have/ to #solve it bc its stressing u out & they say they got it but it doesnt seem like it !!! & tgen u try & they get mad at u #but also the people are just not trying to solve it at all & they r just blaming u. #ur supposed to solve it. #the answer of what im solving is my fuckin mental health or ability to graduate idk #like ive been struggling to upkeep my grades & pass & do work & be Good Enpugh for fucking YEARS but noooo ive been doing so GOOD i just #CHOSE to stop doing good & Being Normal. #ugh sorry nd frustration. #every year school starts again i KNOW ill be burntout like a month or even less in & every year i attempt to prepare myself #& every year i am never prepared and get my fucking shit rocked #but hey ive made it this far. in the home stretch.

[cupid-styles]

omg bestieeeee i so need hocker h nd ballerina to talk and smooch !!!!! ngl i’m a sucker for protective and jealous h 🤭🤭🤭🤭 🐱

I feel like ive made you guys wait way too long for this one gvkdfjgkf

a continuation of this blurb! (and sort of this one)

word count: 2.3k (we had a lot of ground to cover)

content warnings: minor mentions of smut, slight angst but all is fixed by the end, not ramadan friendly

main masterlist | hockey h masterlist

talk to me

. . .

Two weeks.

Two weeks of radio silence from Y/N.

Two weeks of over-thinking everything he did that night.

Two weeks of Harry drunk texting her on lonely nights.

please just tell me if you hate me

im so sorry

ill leave you alone if its what you want, I just need to know

Each and every time, Y/N read his messages, eyes scanning over the words, and locked her phone.

The truth is, she doesn't know what she wants from him, if anything. She doesn't know why she felt so attracted to him that night — she was tipsy, not drunk, and in complete control of her actions. She never hooked up with people in public — no messy makeouts, but she certainly never let anyone finger her in the hallway of a bar.

The entire thing was completely unlike her. Maybe that's what scared her the most.

Deep down, she wanted to reply to him, but she didn't even know what to say. She didn't want him to leave her alone — maybe that was selfish, but she liked knowing he was at least a little okay. She'd even been keeping secret tabs on the hockey team. They had won their past two games, but Harry had been thrown out in the most recent one for unsportsmanlike conduct. Apparently, he'd gotten into a fight with one of the players on the other team.

Admittedly, that worried her, but she didn't want to be his babysitter. On top of that, the spring showcase was this weekend, and she'd thrown every last bit of her energy into rehearsing and practicing to make sure her performance would be absolutely flawless.

She didn't have the time — or mental capacity — to worry about Harry right now.

. . .

"You look like an idiot."

Harry rolls his eyes as he adjusts the collar on his button down for the third time. James and his girlfriend Melanie had helped him with ironing it out so it looked presentable enough on his body. Anything he ever did rarely called for slacks and button up shirts, but Melanie advised him to look polished and put-together for tonight.

He wasn't in a place to reject her advice.

The other teammates that James lived with weren't quite as kind. Stephen, a sophomore defenseman who was only on the team for the perks of sleeping with every girl he could get his hands on, wouldn't stop throwing sarcastic comments Harry's way.

"Shut up, Stephen!" Melanie calls from the living room. She marches into James' bedroom as Harry smoothes out a few leftover wrinkles in his slacks, swallowing tightly. "When's the last time you cared about something besides fucking random girls? At least Harry has some direction in his life."

"I'm just saying, the girl's been ignoring him for weeks. She's gonna laugh in his face."

"Leave!" Melanie exclaims, batting him on the shoulder. Stephen lets out a yelp of pain and Harry smirks, despite the anxiety throbbing in his chest. "You're not helping! Get out!"

Reluctantly, Stephen rolls his eyes as he follows Melanie's orders and leaves the room. She sighs and comes up from behind Harry before flashing him a hopeful grin.

"You look great, H. I think this is a really sweet gesture."

He nibbles on his bottom lip as he turns to face her. "Okay, but what if Stephen's dumbass is right? She could call security on me and have me removed."

Melanie gives him a sympathetic look, "Yeah, it's a possibility. But isn't it better to go down fighting?"

He shrugs.

"You said ballet is her everything. It's her entire life. Show her that you're willing to integrate yourself into that."

"Yeah," he breathes out, nodding slowly. "Yeah, you're right."

"I know I am." she grins. "Okay, let's get you over there. Don't forget the flowers you picked up!"

. . .

30 minutes later, Harry can't stop shifting uncomfortably as he sits in an aisle seat in the campus auditorium at Y/N's spring showcase.

The massive bouquet of flowers in his lap keep making his nose run and he feels like he's being suffocated by the buttons on his shirt that go all the way up to his neck. Best of all, according to the show program, Y/N isn't scheduled to go on until the very end. She mentioned to him once that being placed as the finale act is the best and biggest compliment, and he can't fight the bit of pride that thrums in his heart.

For an hour, he sits there, fidgeting with the cuffs of his shirt and pinching his bottom lip between his fingers as he waits for Y/N to go on. He sits through mediocre singing showcases and even a violin solo that almost puts him to sleep, if not for the older man clearing his throat next to him. Melanie and James even text him during the intermission to see how it's going, but he doesn't have much to report back.

Finally, the show comes to a close and her name is announced, following by the title of the French piece of music she's dancing to. His heart throbs in his chest — he's so nervous for her, especially knowing she hurt her ankle just a few weeks back. But the second she graces the stage, she's a vision of beauty, strength, and delicacy all at the same time. It's enough to take Harry's breath away.

As he sits there watching her, he doesn't move a muscle. Not for a single jump, spin, or step. He doesn't know anything about ballet — not aside from what Y/N has told him — but in that moment, he realizes that he'd be willing to learn every little thing there is to know if it meant she let him back into her life.

She's gorgeous. She offers a flawless performance and the second she's finished, a look of relief washes over her face as she takes a subdued bow, her pretty eyes widening when she sees all the people — Harry included — standing and applauding her.

For Y/N, the hard part was over. For Harry, it had just begun.

. . .

Y/N is elated to have a moment of silence after her performance.

With the dressing room door shut behind her, she lets out a long, deep breath. The dance she'd been driving herself crazy over for months was finally over.

And yet, for some reason, she feels empty.

She shoves it down as sits, eager to get her pointe shoes off. She's ready to shed her costume and get into sweatpants and head home. She knows the rest of the performers are heading out to a party tonight, but she's exhausted.

She's sorting through the bag of clothes she brought when there's a soft knock at the door. She knows she only has around 20 minutes to get out before the janitorial staff starts cleaning, so she rises with a sigh, unlocking the door and opening it.

"I'll be done soon, I just need to change—"

It's not the janitor, though.

It's Harry. Standing there stiffly in a starchy button down with a huge bouquet of flowers that almost encompass the width of his broad shoulders.

"What are you doing here?" she blurts without thinking.

"I came to watch you perform," he replies gently. His throat bobs as he hands her the flowers. "These are for you."

"You didn't watch me." she snorts with a shake of her head. She hasn't accepted the bouquet yet.

"Yes, I did," he instantly fires back, "What, do you wanna see my ticket for proof? I was in seat F34, next to an old man who kind of smelled like soup, and he kept clearing his throat and it was really annoying but I didn't care because I came to see you, and I'd sit through hours of bullshit to watch you dance."

Harry can't read the blank expression of her face, but he takes it as a step in the right direction when she takes the flowers from him. She blinks as she glances past him and then steps aside, motioning for him to come in.

"I have to get my shit together and leave soon, so... just sit in here."

He nods. He's hesitant to allow himself to relax since he's not sure if he's in the clear yet. She closes the dressing room door behind her and places the bouquet on her vanity.

"I need to change," she says, spinning around to face him. "Close your eyes."

He chuckles until he sees the serious expression on her face. "Wait, really?"

"Yes, really."

"But... I— y'know—"

"Just turn the fuck around, Harry."

He does as he's told, shutting his eyes as he listens to her roll her tights down and step out of her leotard. One day, if she let him, he'd be more than happy to do that for her — not even in a sexual way, but he knows how tiring it can be to take off his own gear after a long game. He thinks it would be nice to be there for her.

"Okay, you're good," she murmurs. She's stuffing her things in her tote bag when he bats his eyes back open.

"Are you meeting up with anyone after this? I'm sure your friends came to see you, but I just wanted to maybe talk and... y'know, clear the air a bit." Harry says, wringing his hands nervously in his lap. Y/N furrows a brow as she analyzes his body language. She doesn't think she's actually seen him look anxious before.

"Um... no," she says with a shake of her head before quickly revising her answer, "No, I mean, I'm not meeting up with anyone and no one came to see me. Except you, I guess."

"Wait, really?"

She sighs as she pauses the process of gathering her things. "Really, Harry."

He swallows tightly. They're silent for a moment as she grabs her jacket and throws it over her shoulders.

"Come over and we'll talk. I borrowed my friend Matt's car for the night but— yeah, you can follow me to my place or whatever. And I can't promise I'll be awake for much longer but I think clearing the air could be... good."

A rush of relief makes its way through Harry's body.

"Okay. Yeah, let's do that."

. . .

"I never said it, but you were flawless tonight."

Y/N laughs breathily as she settles onto her couch, a cup of sleepy time tea in her hand. Harry rejected her offer for one (his response had been, "Y/N, do I look like someone who drinks tea with a sleeping bear on it?") but he'd be lying if he said it didn't at least smell good.

"I fucked up on one of my jetés — I'll get yelled at for it on Monday, but otherwise I'm decently content with the performance."

"Well, you couldn't tell," Harry replies, "Seriously. You were perfect."

Her cheeks warm and she stares down at her tea. Her legs are sprawled out in front of her while Harry sits on the other edge of the couch, giving her plenty of room to stretch out.

"So... clearing the air."

Harry clears his throat and nods, prepared to embark on the speech he'd been practicing in his head for weeks. But then, she speaks.

"I'm sorry for running out on you and ignoring you," she says, keeping her gaze down in her lap. "That wasn't... I'm not the best person. I'm bad at feelings and I use ballet as a crutch. I figure it's the one thing I'm really, exceptionally good at, and that should give me a pass in life but I know that's not true. I can't just go around treating people like shit because I'm... scared."

"What are you scared of?" Harry asks through furrowed brows. "I'm sorry if I stepped out of line that night, I should've been better—"

"You didn't. You were great. You did everything perfectly," she replies with a shake of her head. Her response surprises him, but he tries to hide the shock on his face. "I'm scared because you're you. You're a hotshot hockey player and, besides this showcase, you're the only other thing I've thought about these past few weeks. That's horrifying for me."

"Is this...?" Harry attempts to roll his lips into a thin line, preventing a smirk from bursting onto his face. "Is this a very Y/N way of telling me that you like me?"

She groans, as if it's the worst thing to ever happen to her, and it makes Harry laugh.

"Don't laugh at me!" she exclaims. That only makes Harry cackle even louder as he slowly crawls over to her, taking her warm cup of tea out of her hands and placing it on the coffee table.

"You're cute when you're exasperated." he murmurs. She pouts and his eyes crinkle with a grin as he peels her shaky hands away from her face.

"You're the one exasperating me."

"I know," he replies lowly, licking his lips as his face hovers over hers, "I like it."

"This isn't us agreeing to date, by the way." she quickly tacks on. He issues out a mhm as he leans forward, testing the waters, and pressing a light kiss to her nose. "We need to take it slow. Like, painfully slow. Or else I'll freak out and run away again."

"Whatever you want." he mumbles, kissing her right cheek. "I mean it."

"And you can't just overwhelm me whenever you feel like it."

He laughs and kisses her left cheek, then her forehead.

"Okay. Any other demands?"

He stops pasting kisses to her face then, instead choosing to simply loom his lips over hers. He can feel her heart beating rapidly in her chest and watches as she swallows nervously.

"No," she finally whispers. "Just kiss me."

And so he does.

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[electriccenturies]

I think the thing that’s pissing me off the most about that friendship that I had that ended is that she not only spent years ignoring me ON PURPOSE, but she totally, knowingly took advantage of my patience. It was mean enough of her to string me along like that (she knows I’m autistic and can’t read cues that well, plus she knows I worry about being intrusive and so will put up with a lot of bullshit before getting confrontational, especially since I just assumed it was mental illness and tried to be patient) but while she was taking 2-3 business weeks to respond to any message I sent her, she was still reaching out to me when she wanted support.

I fucking dropped everything to talk through whatever she needed to talk through — every time. No matter how long it had been since she’d replied to me, no matter how many excuses she was throwing at me to not hang out, no matter how many times she cancelled on me 10 minutes before we were supposed to meet up... I would always make a point to be there for her. Meanwhile she couldn’t even do me the courtesy of telling me she didn’t want to be friends, and when I finally got fed up after years of it, she had the audacity to ask me if I’d felt any “tension” between us... yeah asshole, you know it because it’s on YOUR END! I’ve been nothing but patient and kind to you! Don’t act like you don’t know what’s going on!!!

#its like going up to someone and being all 'omg you had NO idea about this but i used to talk such shit about you in middle school. sorry!' #<- that's apologizing for YOU not them!!! they just found out something hurtful that they didnt need to ever know about!!! #i didn't need to know she hated me for YEARS?! i didn't need to know the rudeness was intentional wtf?! #she could have just left me be and I'd have been happier for it. she tried to pin it on me/make it mutual too like #'well its so hard but i guess we shouldnt be friends because it wouldn't be fair to you' uhhhh you decided that yourself years ago... #anyway im mad. im mad she kept using me as support when she wouldnt give me the time of day and let me blame it on her mental illness #she'd make excuses to not hang out like 'oh i can't afford it im so sorry' #when shed just told me she rebought a game for a new console and i was asking if she wanted to get fucking mcdonalds coffee with me #youre gonna buy a video game TWO TIMES and tell me im not worth literally $1.05 to spend time with? #its just really hurtful i resent her so much for this. if you dont want to be friends FINE but this was so beyond mean

[perfumejamal]

BETTER ME & YOU (k.s)

pairing: footballplayer!sunwooxf!reader

genre: smut, fluff

warnings: sunwoo is a little mean, cutie juyeon, oral, sex,no use of protection( STAY SAFE YALL), use of the nickname “princess”

you enter the warm coffee shop, following your regular routine: ordering your favorite coffee then rushing to class. after placing your order you quietly scoot to the waiting area, looking down at your phone as you receive a message from your best friend.

her: GIRL.

you: WHAT??

her: u will NOT believe who followed me omg .

you: omg who??

her: FUCKING. MARK LEE.

you: BRO??

you: THE ONE FROM UR ECON CLASS??

you: THE ONE WHOS JAEMIN’S FRIEND??

her: YES. YES.

you: that’s messy bitch

you: wasn’t jaemin ur ex lowkey ..

her: yeah but mark is cute idk…

as you were typing up a response the barista spoke up to notify you the drink was ready. you whispered a small thank you as you walked away before taking a sip of it.

fuck! this is way too much caramel.

while mentally cursing out the barista you became to absorbed in your conversation to realize there was someone in front of you. by the time you realized, you had already bumped into the person. as you both tried to hold your balance you failed.

“god, can you watch where you’re going?” said the guy across from you. the man in front of you was tall, he was also very pretty. you snap out of your thoughts seeing how rude he was. maybe those were good looks gone to waste.

you were about to curse him out, when you felt the sudden sting of hot coffee soak up your clothes. you let out a groan again before muttering, “asshole, you think i wanted to bump into you?”

you both continue to go back and forth before his friend lends you a hand to help you out, “sorry about him, i can buy you more coffee?” he smiled. “or better yet a change of clothes?”

you smile at him, “thanks so much, but it’s fine. i have to run to class im late!”

“here take my sweater to at least cover your shirt… its kinda see through.” he continued to maintain eye contact as you shuffled to cover your chest. “im juyeon by the way!”

this was lee juyeon. lee. fucking. juyeon. star player of the football team of your school. he was every girl’s crush. he was always accompanied by his large group of friends, who are all very hot.

and of course today he couldn’t be accompanied by a nice one. he was walking with kim sunwoo, who was another captain of the infamous football team. you sighed as you realized you knew way too much about these people who definitely didn’t even know you.

“yeah i know who you are, youre one of the star players of the football team.” you sighed. “oh god im so embarrassed…”

“okay, princess and the frog, can we move on from this shit, or are you guys gonna kiss and turn each other into frogs?” sunwoo spoke up annoyed tone coding his words. “come on juyeon, we gotta go to class or coach will make practice tougher today.”

you rolled your eyes as juyeon smiled again, “all right ill see you around princess?” your ears flushed at his statement.

you looked down at your phone quickly unlock it to text your friend.

you: BITCH.

her: what hoeeee

you: FUCKING LEE JUYEON GAVE ME HIS SWEATER.

her: OMFG UR LYING . he is so fine!

you: he’s finer up close oml

you: his annoying friend spilled coffee on me

you: and had the nerve to act like a bitch

you finally got through your whole lecture and all you could think of was juyeon, his beautiful smile, and gorgeous face. he left you his sweater and you were going feral. the scent was to die for, faint smell of expensive cologne and the sweet smell of vanilla.

as you walked out the school you heard some loud yelling from the schools gym. out of concern you take a peak to see a crowd of shirtless guys celebrating. in the crowd you locate juyeon. your heart melts as you see him smiling brightly.

he looks beautiful, the contrast of his muscles against the dimly lit light. you felt like you were dreaming, a smile creeping on your face as you watched him.

your smile quickly turns into a frown as sunwoo walks into your field of view. “what are you doing in the boy’s gym?” he questions. “are you stalking me?” he asked making a grossed out face.

you groan, “what’s your problem?” as you started unzipping the sweater. “im just here to return this to juyeon.”

“alright you can give it to me, ill give it to him.” he rolls his eyes grabbing the sweater from your hands harshly. you try not to smack him right there.

“you’re really annoying, you know that right?” you mutter loud enough for him to hear.

he gives you a questioning look, “hm? and what else?” he rolls his eyes making you more annoyed with him, but you stayed silent. your gaze shifting from sunwoo to juyeon.

sunwoo follows your gaze, turning around slightly in order to see what you were looking at, or better yet who. “what? you like him now?” he looks into your eyes as he leans on the door frame with a smirk, his body coming into your view. your cheeks quickly turn red and he lets out a chuckle. “knew it,”

you look away, breaking eye contact. “no, i -“ you were cut off by juyeon himself.

“sunwoo, coach said to come back we’re ordering pizza!” he smiled at sunwoo before turning to you once he noticed your presence. “coffee girl!”

your face started flushing again, “juyeon, hi! i just came to drop off your sweater.” you started shifting around in your place. sunwoo rolled his eyes out of annoyance once more. he stomped away towards the coach as juyeon talked to you. “alright, you have it now!” before you could get a reply you started to walk towards the exit.

“hey! wait! i never got your name?” juyeon yelled loud enough for you to hear. slightly raising his arm, muscles flexing.

“its y/n!” you yell back with a bright smile on your face. you covered your mouth once you saw students of other clubs come out of classroom glaring at you. “y/n!” you whisper-yelled this time.

“swing by practice again tomorrow, y/n!” he whisper-yelled your name to mock you.

you turned around with a bigger smile, but before you could even begin to celebrate your moment you saw sunwoo glaring the two of you. he looked pissed, but you couldn’t pinpoint as to why. you weren’t doing anything to annoy, if anything he’s annoying you.

you shrug it off and make your way out, heading to where your car was parked.

the next day approaches fast, and you get through the day just fine. today wasnt too bad as you got your coffee right this time, and you didnt bump into an annoying asshole with a cute friend.

speaking of devil, there he goes. his tall figure leaning against the the wall as he talked to a girl. he seemed uninterested as she talked his ear off

they seemed to be talking about something serious. you dont mean to eavesdrop… but its not being nosy if theyre being loud enough for you to hear right?

as you continued to look over to get a grasp of the situation, sunwoo’s eyes met with your own. his intense eye contact makes you a little nervous and he seems to notice as his lips carved into a sly smirk. his eyes stayed on yours as the girl kept talking to him.

you break eye contact as you see juyeon come out to greet you. “y/n! you actually showed.” he said with a smile.

“well since you had asked so nicely,” you smile. “sorry im a bit late, i had to return some books to the library.”

“it’s fine,” he smiled. “i actually wanted to talk to you,”

your face lightens up a little at the sound of that and you hum a small “mhm?”.

“one of my friends, eric, hes throwing a party this saturday. i was wondering if you wanted to come?” he let out smile. you stay composed on the outside but internally you were jumping up and down.

you were panicking inside: a cute guy just asked you to come to a party you would’ve never go to willingly. your eyes meet once more with sunwoo’s. he is watching the interaction intensely his brows raising slightly at you, anticipating the answer.

you look away as juyeon speaks up, “if you are free, of course!”

you snap out of your sudden trance, “yes! yes, id love to go!” you say a little too excited. “i mean, if you want me to i could,”

he chuckled at what you said, “okay great,” he smiled as he looked down at you. “give me your number so i can give you the details,”

sunwoo was pissed. he was not happy seeing this little scene play out. you were quick to give him your number and he couldn’t help but be pissed. why do you like juyeon so much? he walked away from the girl as she was talking, not caring about her look of disappointment. fuck, why do i care about who she gives her number to?

you were doing the dishes as your friend showered. you were humming to a song you heard earlier when she started talking from the bathroom, “y/n! have you chosen an outfit for the party yet?” she yelled, her voice sounding faint due to the running water. “it’s tomorrow,”

“not yet, i cant find anything cute in my closet.” you sighed. she came out the bathroom with a towel wrapped around her head and her long robe covering her body. “let’s go!” she said walking towards your room.

you followed right after her, “i’m telling you theres nothing good.” after the words left your mouth you were quickly shunned by doubt. if anyone was going to find an outfit it’d be her.

… and that she did. after a long hour of arguing and disagreement she finally prepared an outfit for tomorrow night. you both settled on a tight dress that hugged your curves perfectly and hung right below your inner thigh. even you didnt remember having this dress. and though, you typically didnt wear heels you borrowed one of her heels to match your dress.

“youre coming with me right?” you looked at her with pleading eyes and she smirked. “of course i am! a chance to hook up with one of the hot football players that play with your little boyfriend? sign me up!” she said shaking her body in excitement.

you rolled your eyes playfully. letting out a chuckle.

your clock read 9:50 p.m and you were on your way in a cab. you were wearing a tight black dress, your friend decided to go with a similar option. to say the least, you wanted juyeon to like you too.

you applied some lipgloss to your juicy lips as your friend spoke up, “juyeon will be amazed by your beauty, babes!” you smiled, putting down the little mirror you carried with you. you whispered a optimistic ‘i hope so!’

soon you arrived, and quickly sen juyeon a message so he could come outside and get you. shortly after you sent him a message he was already making his way out. he ran to you once he spotted you. “you look amazing, y/n.” he smiled into your hug. “you as well,” you blushed.

he greeted your friend too and soon you all make your way in to the house, the music getting louder as you enter further in. following juyeon lead you to the kitchen where everyone was getting drinks or playing beer pong.

as you turned around juyeon was gone. you shrugged it off, deciding to get a drink with your friend. in the haze of the moment you saw a familiar face, sunwoo. you rolled your eyes choosing to ignore his presence.

“you came?” he asked shocked. “well obviously, i am here.” you rolled your eyes causing your friend to laugh making sunwoo glare at you.

“i don’t appreciate your attitude, princess,” the roll of his tongue on the word making you scoff. you didn’t want to admit but sunwoo looked hot, and his words didn’t change your mind.

it was now 11:56 p.m and you took a sip of your drink. you were looking for juyeon or your friend. as you looked around, you spotted your friend talking to a guy, who you learned was juyeon’s friend. and juyeon was nowhere to be found.

you headed to the kitchen once more. as you entered the dimly decorated kitchen you spotted juyeon finally.

he was talking to the same girl from earlier. his hands were all over her and she giggled pulling him into a kiss.

you feel your heart sink. you put the cup down and head outside, sitting on the front porch. should you leave or wait for your friend? fuck it.

as you were getting ready to get up someone sat next to you, “alone?” sunwoo asked handing you a beer.

great. now sunwoo had to see you like this he’d make fun of you for sure. “yeah, i guess you can say that.”

he looked over at you worried. his eyes following your sad eyes. “what’s wrong?” was he actually being nice for once? you looked away from his gaze unable to look him in the eyes from the embarrassment.

“i tried to dress up. i thought maybe he’d like me too,” you laughed sadly. “but there he was making out with a girl.”

you drop your head only your lap, sighing. “you can laugh now sunwoo, i know you wanna,”

sunwoo took a long pause before saying anything, “y/n?” you hummed a soft ‘hm?’. “i’m not gonna laugh at you, princess,” he said, you quickly lift up your head quickly shifting your head to look at him.

“you’re not?” you ask, still in disbelief.

“no, why would i?” he rebutted. “you know, juyeon is a dumbass for not paying attention to you tonight.” you furrowed your brows at his comment, wondering what he meant by that.

“you look breathtaking,” his eyes locking with yours, both of you unable to look away from one another. you were about to break the silence when his soft lips kissed your own.

the kiss was soft, which surprised you since you thought sunwoo would be rough. he quickly pulled away, his face shocked at what he said and did. “i’m sorry, i shouldn’t have kissed you,”

your lips form a slight pout before you nodded, maybe he was right. kissing him wasn’t the best thing to do right now… or so you tried to convince yourself. he coughed slightly, clearing his throat before speaking up, “do you want me to drive you home, y/n?” he asked with a serious tone. avoiding your eyes as he got up.

you quickly got up, nodding, “if you don’t mind,” you say before pulling your phone out to see if your friend wants a ride too. “let me ask my friend if she’s coming or not.”

you: i’m going home

you: are u okay staying i wouldn’t wanna ruin ur night

you: or do u wanna come back home w me

you: sunwoo’s driving

her: i think imma stay in hangin w hyunjae

her: if yk what i mean 😉

her: don’t wait up babes!!!

you: okayyyy have fun 😊

you put your phone away, “she said she will stay, we can go now.” you say and he starts walking to his car. both of you walking in an awkward silence.

you make it into the car and the silence feels worse. after asking you to type your address in the two of you fall back into the same silence from before.

damn it, why did i enjoy that kiss? you wondered why you couldn’t think about anything else as you looked out the window. sunwoo’s eyes looking over at you then at the road ahead.

he thought that maybe he should strike up a conversation, but decided against it as the car pulled up to your apartment complex. “alright, we are here,” he said quietly getting out the car with you. “i’ll walk you to the front,” he said. “since it’s dark,” he added to justify his decision.

you nodded and as you both reached your building’s entrance you turned to him. “thank you for driving me home,” you smiled slightly. “and walking me to the front!”

his lips curved into a smile unable to respond as his eyes shifted from your eyes to your lips. pushing himself to kiss your lips once more, this time his movements seemed rougher. his hands wondering your body, hands landing on your ass. he gave them a squeeze causing you to moan into the kiss.

you pull away, though you were eager for more. “let’s go up to my apartment,” you say, almost begging him to come up with you. you pulled him to follow you before he could even reply.

when you get to the elevator, you click the button, kissing him again as you two waited for the elevator. “i can’t believe you said you didn’t mean to kiss me,” you say in between kisses.

he chuckled against your lips. the elevator door opens, and you rush in. clicking the button to your floor impatiently as you and sunwoo kissed each other again. “fuck, you’re gonna kill me princess,”

the elevator door dinged, signaling you had gotten to your floor. you dragged sunwoo out and to your door. fumbling with the keys to quickly open the door.

as you and sunwoo were still kissing you entered and closed the door behind you. your hands wondered his body pulling his jacket off him as if you were a madwoman. “someone’s eager?” he moaned into your mouth causing you to giggle and nod.

“fuck, yes, i’m starving.” you take off his shirt staring at his half naked body with lustful eyes. this atmosphere was dangerous.

you continued to undress each other throwing the clothes around, not caring where they land. you drag him to your room. lightly pushing him to your bed as you climb on top of him. your lips locking again, moans pouring into your mouth as you grind against his growing bulge.

“fuck, princess…” he whimpered. “if you keep doing this i might cum right now,” he says in a low tone against your ears making you moan out.

you pulled away from him making your way down to sit on the floor between his legs. his eyes looked down at yours as if he was going insane at the lack of contact. his hand dragged out to touch his dick. using his hand to press it against your face, dragging his pre-cum against your rosie cheeks. slapping it softly to signal you to open up.

which you obliged to quickly. forming an ‘o’ to let him know you’re ready. well you think you are.. his dick is so big you second guess yourself.

sunwoo slowly enters your mouth, letting you get used to his length. you start bobbing your head up and down his dick, occasionally gagging at the fullness. you feel yourself getting wet at the sight of his pretty face in this moment.

your hand wonders to your core, rubbing circles causing you to moan against his dick, making him twitch slightly.

“shit, shit, princess, fuck…” the fuck drags out as you deepthroat him. “shit,” he whimpers as he fucks himself into your mouth emptying his load into your mouth. as he calms down from his high, you continue to suck him dry.

he taps your cheek softly, pulling you up to kiss him. “sunwoo, i need you to fuck me now,” you demand as he kisses your neck, “please, i need you.”

he nodded pulling you to sink onto his cock. your mouth opening and eyes rolling as you took in his length. he moaned into your ear, “fuck, princess, you feel so good.”

he thrusted into you at a fast pace, like he couldn’t get enough of you. “sunwoo- shit- you fill me up-p so fuck-fucking good, fuck!” he gropes your boobs, latching his mouth on one of them, giving you more pleasure.

as sunwoo fucked your brains out, you heard your phone ring. who the fuck… you decide on ignoring it, feeling too fucked out to even think about picking up. sunwoo read the name and smirked, “you should get that, babe,”

you roll your eyes from the hard thrusts. he hands you your phone and without looking at the name you answer it.

“hell-fuck-hello!” you try to respond as well as you can, given the fact that sunwoo is fucking you so good.

“y/n! you disappeared on me,” he said chuckling. your eyes widened at his voice, fuck, it’s juyeon. you try to tell sunwoo to stop but he won’t listen, going faster instead.

“s-sorry i wasn’t-t feeling g-good!” you yelp as sunwoo holds you in mating press, pulling you closer to him. his lips pressing against your temple, moving to whisper loud enough for you to hear, “baby, you can’t be moaning like that unless you want him to hear you…”

you move a hand to your mouth trying not to moan into the phone. “alright, just wanted to check in on you, y/n!” he said softly. “have a good night, pretty girl.”

sunwoo’s hand rests on your lower stomach, pushing against it slightly. “are you this horny because of me… or because of juyeon?”

you whimper out a response, “fuc-k for you!”

he smiles against your neck before sucking a hickey onto it, “that’s how it better be,” he says. “you’re mine, princess.”

he continues to fuck into you, and you can feel yourself getting closer.

his hand trails down to your clit, rubbing circles to push you over the edge. you moaned loudly, as your body shuttered at the strong feeling of satisfaction. “where do you want me to cum?”

“fuck! cum in me,” you say in the state of pleasure. “shi-shit,”

and he complies, filling you up. he pulls you down to lay next to you as you breathe heavily trying to calm down from that.

his dick still in you, as he is unable to pull out.

you wake up to the smell of pancakes. you get up from the bed noticing you’re only in your underwear and sunwoo’s shirt from last night. you smile to yourself before heading to the kitchen. you see sunwoo standing by the stove, you wrap your arms around his waist, hugging him from behind.

“good morning, princess,” he turns around to kiss you.

“it smells so good in here,” you smile at him. “mmm, i’m hungry!” you say getting a plate to serve yourself.

“you know what… i’m also hungry, princess.” he says following you. and you get him a plate too. he takes them from your hands and places them down before picking you up to help you get on the counter. “that’s not what i meant,”

you playfully roll your eyes and he smiles.

#sunwoo x reader #sunwoo x you #sunwoo #sunwoo smut #tbz x reader #tbz scenarios #tbz imagines #the boyz smut #the boyz scenarios #the boyz #perfumejamal

[qtboni]

hi AGAIN.

ugh i cant get out of your fucking page. its like i live here like a rat

im back, hi, have another req bc i just thought of it and needed it in my veins.

how about some comfort from fatherfigure!price? like reader is sad kinda and he helps? maybe reader "accidentally" calls him dad, nothing to /srs

(im mentally okay i swear😭)

idk if you even do price tbh, i haven't seen it on your page tho

anyways i needed to write this somewhere or ill forget and like wither away into nothing or sum shit

im being dramatic. i think.

okay thats it bye bye dearest boni.

(sorry im constently blowing up your asks😭😭)

HAI LOVIE !! THIS WAS SO FUNNY TO WRITE AGHSHS ALSO SORRY THIS TOOK SO LOMG OMG.

╰﹒ 𝐖𝐇𝐀𝐓'𝐃 𝐔 𝐂𝐀𝐋𝐋 𝐌𝐄 ?

PAIRING: Captain 'John' Price X Reader

C/W: comfort & humor! + gn!reader, explicit words, price playin' wit chu, somebody ate your cake (it was soap don't tell him tho /hj)

W/C: 1.3k

"What's got you looking so down today, sergeant?" Captain Price asked in his usual stern voice as he entered the living room, noticing the dejected look on your face.

You had been sitting on the sofa for hours now, cleaning your holster and moping around. He approached you with a glass of water in hand.

"Somebody ate my cake," you slowly replied, your voice heavy with emotion. You didn't usually get sad over such small things, but today, you feel so tired.

"Are you telling me that you're this upset over a slice of cake?" he asked, a hint of amusement in his tone. Captain Price raised an eyebrow, clearly surprised to hear something like that coming from you.

"I guess I am," you said, your voice barely audible. You shrugged and looked down at your holster, not wanting to admit to being such a crybaby. "I was saving it for this specific rest day to ... indulge myself with sweets.."

Captain Price's expression softened as he placed the glass of water down next to you. He sat down on the sofa next to you and put an arm around your shoulders.

"Listen, sergeant," he said in a comforting tone, "It's okay to be upset about something. Everyone has their own quirks and things that are important to them. And in our line of work, we need to be able to deal with any situation and not let little stuff like this get us down."

"Thanks, Cap'," you said, a hint of embarrassment in your voice. You smiled at him, grateful for the reassurance.

"Any time," He replied with a soft smile. He then stood up and left the room, returning a few minutes later with two fairly large cookies, handing it to you. "Here, this should cheer you up."

"No way," You were overjoyed, your face lighting up with a smile.

"Yes way," He replied, playfully eyeing the cookies then to you. "Have it, yeah?"

"Dad, oh my god," You squealed excitedly, taking a bite out of the cookie, savoring the taste of the sweetness and the tenderness. "This is so sweet of you. Thank you so much!"

Oh no. Dad? Did you just call your captain, 'dad'?

Avoiding the embarrassment of calling your captain 'dad' in a moment of vulnerability, you silently prayed that he hadn't heard it. This was going to be awkward, and the thought of having to explain yourself was making you cringe.

Just play it off...

Now as much as Price wants to give you the other cookie for you to eat, he retracted his hand away from your grabby hands, not letting you get one.

"Cap?" Your hands stay levitated, clearly ready to munch on the cookie on your Captain's grip.

Did he caught on?

"Hm?"

You had to think fast. Change the subject before things got too awkward!

"Are.. are you going to eat that?"

"Nope."

"Then why- actually no, just- isn't that for me?"

"Correct," He chuckles as he continued dangling the pastry infront of you.

Silence.

You stared at him incredulously, your hand visibly itching to just pounce on the cookie and munch on it.

What was your captain doing?

"See, the funny thing is, kid," He trailed off as he waves the cookie back and forth with his hand up in the air. He smirks when your eyes followed the cookie's movement. "I haven't thought much of being a father."

Shit. Play it off...

You hummed in confusion, tilting your head in curiosity.

Where was he going with this? And also, can he just give you the cookie? After all, he gave it to you, right?

Just give me the cookie, dammit.

"Let alone..." He paused and looked at you in the eyes. Shit. "Someone calling me one, aye?"

You feel like you could sink into the ground and vanish from existence. The embarrassment was too much to bear!

"...Who?"

Bye.

Captain Price chuckles at you, "Don't play dumb on me now, sergeant."

Your mind is racing, trying to think of something to say. You stuttered a reply, "I- Capta-"

But before you know it, he interrupts your thoughts with his sharp wit.

"Oh? It was 'Dad' a second ago, wasn't it?" He retorded with a proud smirk playing across his lips, looking at you with an air of amusement and teasing. He knows exactly what to say to get under your skin and he's not afraid to use it to his advantage.

It's clear that he wants an answer, but all you can do is sputter a few incoherent words before retreating back into your shell. You feel a mix of embarrassment and frustration, wishing you could come up with a clever come-back, but the only thing that's clear right now is that Price has you stumped.

"Sergeant?" He calls out to you teasingly, awaiting for your reply to his question.

"Mhm?" You can feel your ears slowly turning red as your Captain's teasing hits a nerve. You can't seem to quite meet his eyes, instead looking at the ground with an embarrassed blush. You fidget with the straps of your holster, unable to quite figure out how to respond.

"Wasn't it 'Dad' a second ago?" Captain Price repeated as he raised an eyebrow, looking at you with a mix of amusement and confusion.

You blush in embarrassment as you realize he wouldn't let you get off easily withyour slip-up. You look down at the ground.

"I'm sorry, sir," You quickly clear your throat, hoping to regain your composure. Still unable to break your gaze from the floor, you mutter, "It won't happen again."

Suddenly, the cookie appeared in your line of vision that was still situated at the ground. You heard your captain sigh and tutted, drawing your attention back to him.

The cookie! The cookie?

He held the cookie out to you, a small smile playing on his lips as he waited for you to accept it. You were initially taken aback, feeling a surge of warmth and gratitude toward your captain.

"Didn't ask for an apology, kid," He said with a playful frown, seemingly amused by the situation. He took your hand and placed the cookie on it, his gaze locking onto yours. "Was just surprised is all, hm?"

"Still," You cleared you throat as straightened your posture and looked up at him, albeit still feeling the sting of embarrassment. "It's my bad."

"Mhm," He hummed softly and raised his hand up to your head. He gently pats your head affectionately, yet his hand ruffled your hair, leaving it disheveled. "Whatever floats your boat, kid."

The soft pat on your head sends shivers down your spine, and you give him a grateful smile.

"Thanks, Cap', again." You beemed up with a smile, raising the cookie to his vision.

He gives a small nod before turning to leave, leaving you with a sense of warmth and contentment that stays with you long after he's gone. You watch as he offered a small wave goodbye and you respond the same, feeling a sense of gratitude for his kindnesses and understanding.

You were about to take a bite out of the delicious cookie he had given you. But just as you were about to revel in the sweet taste, you heard his voice once more calling out to you and startling you.

Turning around, you saw him standing there infront of the doorway, his eyes gleaming with mischief as he continued to speak.

"Though," he began, his voice low but full of laughter spilling through, "The cake's delicious, kid. Would have it again, 10 out of 10," he finished with a wink, and you couldn't help but gape at his leaving form.

What.

"Motherfuc-"

navi / masterlist

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[miraeluc]

i loved ur last hcs about sh so much ! if its not too much, can i ask for u to make a 2nd part (?) including shoto & izuku. please, im begging u, ill sell my organs if needed. thank u <3

dearest, from the depth of my heart, i’m offering my sincere apologies, for some stupid reason, i saw your ask a few months ago, prepared the draft and forgot entirely about it. i feel so bad pls don't sell your organs omg i hope this reaches you.

bnha boys finding out about your selfharm

prompt: /

pairing: izuku midoriya x reader, todoroki shouto x reader

warnings: mention of bad mental state! (reader); selfharming; some crying; pronouns of reader not mentioned (i think? correct me if i’m wrong pls!)

izuku midoriya

izuku, just like bakugou, was aware that you had been struggling with your mental health

but, obviously, he also was not aware of your self-harm tendencies

to be fair, it wasn't something you struggled with for a long time

only two months, to be exact

the first time you put a blade to your skin was your biggest regret - because although it wasn't pleasureable, it was extremely easy to spiral out of control, doing it nearly every day as if it was routine.

and since it was winter - you didn't worry about hiding it since you could wear long clothes without people questioning it anyway

when izuku found out, he was a mess

it went like this

the both of you were spending a cozy evening together

since everyone in your class was out or with their families, you had the entire living area to yourself

you were sat beside him, scrolling on tiktok and he was doing the same, but on his own phone

after a long while of you guys just silently enjoying eachother's company, he wanted to ask if you were hungry, but since he hadn't spoken in a while his voice cracked while doing so, and you were quick to mock him

long story short, you were now underneath him while he was tickling you.

when you tried to push his hands away, he grabbed your wrist - initially only wanting to stop you, but when you winced, he immediately stopped tickling you and, without thinking, pulled up your sleeve to see if he had hurt you

instead, he was met with the red, angry lines littered across your skin, the wounds not fresh enough to still bleed, but they were obviously still open wounds

you froze in place

he gulped, eyes moving to meet yours before he wordlessly pulled you to sit on his lap, arms wrapping around you and caging you in

"-'s ok. don't feel bad. i'm sorry i didn't realise sooner." he choked out, trying to blink away his tears

you were still frozen in place, thoughts running wild as you tried to gather your words to say something 

“izu.. please- don’t blame yourself for not realising sooner,”

he moved to look at you, teary eyes meeting yours “let’s bandage you up, ok, love?”

before you could react, he already stood - hands steady beneath your thighs, carrying you towards his dorm room, placing you down onto his bed before leaving to grab a first-aid kit from his bathroom

he wordlessly applied aloe vera gel over the more or less still fresh wounds, wrapping bandages around your arm securely before pressing a light kiss on your hand

“we can talk if you want to, but let’s get the food i was talking about earlier, hm?” 

you smiled slightly and nodded

although you still had a long road before you, you felt that a tiny burden had been lifted off your shoulders

you no longer had to fight for happiness all alone, - izuku would be by your side every step of the way, rest assured.

todoroki shouto

although shouto was indifferent, he was not stupid

he didn’t officially know of your battles with mental health, nor did he officially know about your self-harming tendencies, but he picked up the signs.

he didn’t want to confront you about immediately - since he also wasn’t a very open person, he wanted to provide you the space you needed until you were ready to open up and talk about your struggles

in the meantime, he tried his best to subtly ask fuyumi for tips on how to comfort someone when the time came

he did begin to get increasingly worried when he started hearing less and less from you - you often didn’t show up to class, and you never answered texts

todoroki, not being one to pry, tried giving you the space he assumed you needed

he didn’t take it personally - he knew you weren’t doing this on purpose, but he was flooded with worry.

and when he found out you haven’t been leaving your room at all, he decided it was time to react and check on you, even if it meant bothering you

when he stepped into your room, his eyes had to adjust to be able to see in the darkness that immediately engulfed him as the door clicked shut behind him

the air was stale - clothes scattered around the floor. your bed was messy, but you were not to be seen

tentatively he called out your name, switching on the small bedside lamp you had

„y/n?“ as he took in the sight of your room, but his eyes zeroed in on something, an object, on your bedside table

he tried again, blood running cold

„y/n? are you in the bathroom?“

he picked up said object, mindful to not cut himself with the small blade, moving to place it somewhere away from beside your bed - out of sight, in hopes that his heart would slow its racing

„yeah. i’m in here. hold on.“ he heard you groggily call out

his eyes closed in relief at the sound of your voice - having assumed the worst and he sighed shakily, dropping to sit on the edge your bed whilst he waited for you, running a hand through his hair to push it back

when you stepped out of the bathroom, his face understandably dropped

you looked so pale, so defeated

so fragile

he noticed the way you were fidgeting, an arm hidden behind your back - probably the reason he heard you shuffling around your bathroom. maybe in search of something to cover up?

he stood again, slowly approaching you. when you didn’t flinch away, he gently reached up a hand to caress your cheek

„did you bandage yourself up properly?“ he whispered, no hint of judgement in his tone - just worry

and alas, that is all it took for your eyes to brim with tears.

your lower lip shook as you quickly blinked up at him, shaking your head and releasing a heart-shattering sob as your boyfriend engulfed you into his arm - caging you into a protective hug

„it’s okay. will you let me help you?“ he whispered

a/n: hi again - i KNOW i disappeared for like 2 - 3 years but i’m about to finish my drafts and post them out, but i want to announce that requests are temporarily closed as i will no longer be writing about anime characters (unless i get an intense surge of inspiration), but there will be more explaining that in a separate post. for now, enjoy the drafts!

#bnha #fluff #mha #angst #shouto todoroki #todoroki #shouto #izuku midoriya #midoriya #izuku #anime #comfort #todoroki shouto #midoriya izuku #todoroki x reader #midoriya x reader #izuku x reader

[collapsedglasshouses]

WOULD YOU SAY I'M WORTHY? || TWO

PAIRING: Noah Sebastian x OFC ; slight Nick Folio x OFC

DIVIDER ART WORK BY @saradika-graphics

SUMMARY: When Eden meets Noah, her life is anything but perfect. Her heart is far more broken than Noah can even guess at this point. Will he be able to mend the wounds he hadn’t caused?

WARNINGS: angst, fluff, eventually smut, mentions of grief/loss, mentions of alcohol consumption, mentions of mental health issues, mentions of illnesses

A/N: OMG. I didn't expect the first part to go that well. Thank you for every comment, like or reblog (especially the rebloggers, ily with all my heart)! im sorry it took me so long to upload part two, i had a lot to do irl. but here it is! i hope you like it!

TAGLIST: @measuredingold @cncohshit @lma1986 @missduffsblog @cookiesupplier @thescarlettvvitch @bngurngheart @dream-machine-love @arkiliastuff @vinyardmauro @lacktoesandtoddlerants @princessmarshmallowx @circle-with-me @thisbicc @xxkittenkissesxx @malerieee @smoke-in-diamond-shape (pls dont be mad if i missed someone, just remind me, im clumsy sometimes)

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MASTERPOST || MASTERLIST

Eden had been staring at her phone for forty minutes straight.

After waking up, her thoughts had been running constantly. She didn’t have a costume, she wasn’t in the mood to go out, she had just turned 26. All she had done since waking up an hour ago was shower and brushing her teeth. She stood in her kitchen, still wrapped in her towel and her wet, unbrushed hair just dangled over her shoulders.

She knew she was overreacting, but everything reminded her of the things she desperately wanted to suppress.

She had been staring at Nick’s messages from the previous night with a weird feeling in her stomach. She didn’t even know what brought her to the point of agreeing to go to a party. A birthday party of a man she didn’t know, while she also tried to suppress the thoughts about her own age.

She was snapped out of her thoughts, when her phone began to ring. Her sister.

Should she answer?

She continued to stare at her phone.

The call went away.

Thank god.

She blinked for a couple of seconds, while she felt her heart beating so fast that she actually thought for a second, she was going to have a heart attack.

Then her phone rang again. Her sister again. She bit her lip for a second, before she sighed. She knew, she couldn’t ignore all the calls for the whole day, so she grabbed her phone and answered with a simple “Hello.”

“Took you some time.” Her sister answered and Eden could picture the sweet smile plastered on her sister’s face. Her little sister Raven was four years younger than her. At first, her parents hadn’t really planned on having another child, but when her mom fell pregnant with Raven, they were all over the moon. Eden couldn’t remember most of the time before Raven was born, but she remembered vividly how excited they all were when she finally was here.

She always had been the complete opposite of her older sister. While Eden was rather quiet and liked to be alone, Raven enjoyed the company of each and every individual around her. Raven liked to speak; Eden hated it. Raven was great at school; Eden wasn’t.

Even though they were basically polar opposites of each other, Eden loved her dearly and they always got along. But things had changed after Eden moved away from their hometown. She found herself not liking the company of anyone anymore. She knew it hurt Raven, but at the same time she felt like Raven was the only one that understood her and her decisions.

“Sorry, I was showering.” Eden quietly answered her little sister.

For a couple of seconds, it was rather quiet. It seemed like Raven tried to find the right words.

“I know, you hate it, but I wanted to wish you a Happy Birthday.” Raven began. “Mom told me to wish you all the best from them too, but they didn't want to bother you any longer than necessary.”

Eden swallowed. She knew she had been a pain in the ass the last couple of months, but she didn’t realize she had driven her parents to the point of not even wanting to call her.

She tried to swallow her doubts, before mumbling a response. “Thank you. I’m sorry for being so quiet.”

“Oh… Don’t worry, Eden. We love you.” Raven answered her quickly and tried to sound as happy as possible, but Eden heard the worry in her voice.

“I’m going to a party today.” Eden than exclaimed, to calm her sister’s nerves and seemingly it worked.

“Are you for real?” Raven exclaimed excitedly. “Yes, I am.” – “Where? Who? I-…?”

Eden laughed quietly. She really missed her sister. She really did.

“A friend of mine invited me to the birthday party of his friend.” Eden answered her sister with a small smile on her face.

“A friend or a friend?” Raven then wanted to know. Eden knew for a fact that Raven was wiggling her eyebrows while asking that question.

“A friend.” Eden rolled her eyes. She knew this was coming.

“Sorry, I was just asking.” – “You know, it wouldn’t be this way before you even asked, Raven.”

“Yes, I know. I just wanted to make a joke… I’m sorry.” Raven apologized.

After that, it was quiet again.

“Please don’t be mad at me, Eden.” – “I’m not, Raven. Don’t worry.” – “It was really insensitive of me�� Considering, you're not-…” – “It’s really okay, Raven.”

It was quiet again. Eden wanted to cry because of the awkwardness.

“I… You know… Imma... I need to go.” Raven then said and Eden’s heart hurt. This was exactly how she didn’t want this to go.

“Okay. See ya.” Eden then answered and soon the call ended.

Eden felt bad. Everything felt bad. She just wanted to curl into a ball on her couch and never move again.

She looked at the clock and realized, she needed to head out sooner than later, to find a costume, if she wanted to be on time for the party. So, she sighed and got ready. Before she went out, she ate a bowl of cereal and then grabbed her keys.

While she was walking to her car, she covered her head with her hand. It had started to rain like crazy.

Right as she reached her car, her phone buzzed. It was Nick.

Nick: Just wanted to see if you would come tonight… Nick: I mean, since you didn’t answer yesterday…

Eden starred at her phone for a second, before she answered.

Eden: was about to head out to get a costume

She thought for a second, before she texted again.

Eden: maybe you wanna join me?

Nick instantly answered.

Nick: send me the location and ill be there

Eden sat in her car, nervously biting her fingernails as she waited for Nick to arrive. The Halloween store's neon sign flickered above her, casting a somewhat spooky glow on the damp pavement. She glanced at her phone and saw a text from Nick, confirming his arrival.

Nick: two minutes…

She took a deep breath and stepped out of her car, feeling a mixture of excitement and anxiety. The rain had stopped, leaving a crisp chill in the air.

As she entered the store, the scent of latex and plastic immediately crept up into her nose. Rows of costumes, masks, and accessories sat in front of her, ready to be explored. Eden wandered through the aisles, unsure of where to start. Her eyes scanned the racks of costumes, ranging from spooky to silly. She felt totally overwhelmed.

It had been a while since she last dressed up for Halloween. To be exact, it had been about ten years. She also didn’t quite remember what happened on said Halloween, since she had been more than drunk. The only thing she vividly remembered was how she puked her brains out that night.

Before she could think about it any longer, she heard someone enter the store and was soon met with Nick’s broad smile that was almost contagious to her.

"Eden! Happy Birthday!" he exclaimed and hugged the girl for short second while she started to blush like crazy, his enthusiasm echoing through the store. “Ready to find the perfect costume?”

She nodded, trying to match his energy. "Not really, but let’s do it anyways."

For the next hour, they searched through various options. Eden couldn't decide whether to go for classic monsters or popular characters from movies and TV shows. Nick showed Eden some funny and silly options, making her laugh at his playful behavior.

"How about a giant banana?" Nick suggested, holding up a bright yellow costume.

Eden shook her head, grinning. "I don't think so. I prefer my fruits less... inflatable."

Nick laughed with his full heart, before going on with his search.

Right as Eden set her eyes on a black lacy corset dress, she felt Nick’s presence close to her and jumped when she saw him with a ghost face mask on his face.

“What’s your favorite horror movie, Eden?” Nick asked with a deep tone in his voice, while Eden held her chest. Her heart was beating fast.

“Don’t scare me, Nick!” She shouted and shoved him away from her with a small smile on her face. Nick pulled the mask off while still giggling his ass off.

"How about Ghostface from Scream?" Nick suggested, holding up the iconic white ghostly mask.

Eden's eyes lit up with intrigue. "Actually, that's a great idea, Nick. It's simple, yet mysterious. Let's go for it."

“As mysterious as you.” Nick answered while handing the mask to her. Eden smiled a little to herself, not knowing how to answer him, so she just decided to ignore it.

Eden’s eyes traveled back to the black lacy corset dress in front of her and she decided to spice her costume up a bit. If she was going to have fun for once, she was going to do it right.

“Will you try it on?” Nick asked with a spark of curiosity in his eyes. Eden felt how her cheeks heated up at his expression.

“What if I wanted to surprise you?” She answered him boldly and her mind instantly started to race at her sudden change in demeanor. She didn’t even know why she acted that way.

Nick smiled at her cheekily, before they started to add the last touches to her costume. A pair of fishnet tights, some black gloves and a fake knife. Eden decided she was going to wear her old thigh high boots with it.

As they approached the checkout counter, Eden felt a mix of excitement and amusement. She surprisingly was pretty happy about her choice, and even more, she enjoyed the process with Nick.

Exiting the store, they headed back to their cars with bags in hand. Eden couldn't help but smile at Nick's infectious energy.

"Thanks for helping me pick something out," she said shyly but genuinely grateful.

Nick grinned. "Anytime, Eden. Now, let's make sure you turn heads and give everyone a good scare tonight!"

As they parted ways with a hug to get ready for the evening, Eden felt somewhat excited for the upcoming party, grateful for Nick's help in what she thought would be a complete disaster.

#bad omens fanfiction #bad omens fanfic #noah sebastian x ofc #noah sebastian x oc #noah sebastian fanfiction #noah sebastian fanfic #noah sebastian fic #nick folio fanfiction #nick folio fanfic #nick folio x ofc #collapsedglasshouseswrites #bad omens rpf

[sexisdisgusting]

mentally ill men are the fucking worst. i live with a bipolar schizo narcissist (yes, actually diagnosed) and i cant even muster enough sympathy to feel bad for him, because all he does every day is use his problems as an excuse to abuse the women in his life. he is manipulative and horrible to my chronically ill mother. he makes me sick. he refuses to help himself at all. all he does is threaten to khs, and at this point i dont even care. meanwhile mentally ill women are able (and expected to) hold steady jobs, raise kids, AND work on fixing their mental health. the double standard is insane.

-🍇 grape nonny (gonna start signing my asks now)

omg... grape nonny my beloved... i adore the idea of signing your asks and i look forward to hearing more from you!

mentally ill men truly are the absolute fucking worse, i knew a woman whos husband would use his anxiety as an excuse to blow all their money on alcohol and abuse her

its like, men normally cannot comprehend that the world doesnt revolve around them but when mental health comes into play, it gets so much worse

especially with this huge corporate push of pro-mental health awareness to sell their fuckass products more, i notice men taking advantage of it and blaming everything down to sexually assaulting a woman on their 'depression' or some shit

im sorry grape nonny, for both you and your mother :( i hope things get better for the both of you, you dont deserve this fuckery

#asks #anon asks

[goofydoors]

!Entities!x Gn! Reader

Where they kind realize your not too bad , and so do you

Yet Again.. Screech had decided to be annoying little bitch and bite you , of course it wasnt a hard one but it was on the ankle making it slightly sore from his dumb teeth , he didnt even say sorry and just laughed with his shit eating grin , “damn kid.. ill get him one day!” Rubbing your ankle deciding it would be best if you could find the herb of viridis , it always helped if you Got hurt ,

Stumbling on to the infirmary encountering rush and halt a few times Rushs Screams could be heard from far away , no wonder some of his victims get away , he seemed unusually hyper for a literal Ball of murder and sugar rushes

Halt was just there to kinda say hi since it thought you were an intruder so it was kinda awkward since it almost killed you , it just dissappeared as quickly as it came

Popping open the door to the infirmary before you jump onto a bed remebering you forgot the key groaning to particularly no one , actually you were screech and halt , thinking to yourself that it would be best to nap and pray that ambush would leave you alone for once not wanting to scream about rush taking his food or ramble about something Else that would come across him as he destorys everything in his path , exhaustion overtakes you as your eyes droop trying your best to hear if anyones coming , yet all your met with is silence

———————————

Stumbling across you first is rush , its smile growling ever so wider as it stares before leaving again to find ambush and gush over you , hurriedly screaming at ambush in their gibberish language , ambush has no idea because all it can translate is infirmary , yet it tags along because seek had told Them all there werent Any hotel intruders , as you expect they arrived rather quickly , rush was whispering gibberish moving closer to you , “look! Ambush !! “ ambush wasnt exactly in the mood for rushs shit , but you were an exception ,”i see them , hurry the hell up im hungry “ rush excitedly touched you , screaming in delight but shutting up and leaving , ambush lingers a little longer before going another Way leaving you in your nap yet again ,

A/N

So I Think ambush and rush are fluffy and idc what you say , they must be..

————————————— ALL CREDITS TO ARTIST I FORGOT THE @

Screech had Also found you , just your luck .. the little iPad shit That caused you All that pain , it wasnt proud in anyway after seeing your face , it was a annoying anklebiting iPad kid but it knew it did something wrong , its smile slightly dropped , setting itself beside you , sliding under the pure White sheets like a stain , it would try to apologize when you woke up , it decided to stay until you woke up ,

————————

Eyes Saw you and was about to move on until it noticed screech slightly under the covers wrapped around your arm , “what the hell are you doing screech dont you have annoying stuff to do?” Screech hissed at it , “just asking calm Down you rabid toddler “ screech pointed at your ankle and leg “im guessing you did that?” Screech hissed again “yeah it was me “ the High pitched child voice called out “so your apologizing to them?” Eyes- “i want to when they wake up i feel kind of bad for once “ eyes multiple eyes became half lidded “or maybe your starting to like em “ screech hissed “no im not! Ill tattle if you keep saying lies!” Eyes let out a slight chuckle in its head before leaving , it had better things to do than Watch a crush develop even tho screech had the mental capacity of a 10 year Old and he was a child so it made sense ,

—————————— OMG YOU WAKE UP AFTER ALL THIS!

Sitting up groggily i notice something on my arm , thoose familiar teeth , what does it want now .. “what do you want screech you did this !” I slightly whisper yelled at him “im sorry “ it let out , “what..?” Screech was still Holding onto my arm “i Said im sorry!” I felt a smile rise , maybe this iPad kid wasnt all bad “i forgive you but if you EVER do that again as bad i Will get you back and thats a promise im warning you..” screech laughed before dissappearing yet again , silly little octopus or whatever it is , sitting up I notice some fur on the bed , screech doesn’t have fur . Only three people do .. Rush Ambush And timothy , timothy is out of the question this fur patch is bigger than him , so rush or ambush ? Why would they even come here at all , and I’m not dead? Did they take a limb and I didn’t notice ?!?

Checking all over not a single limb missing , huh guess they can ATLEAST tolerate me now I think?… , shoving off the covers that had turned warm due to me laying there for a bit , I think I’ve been asleep for around ..3 HOURS!? oh no oh no.. what the hell am I supposed to do , oh wait I forgot i don’t even need to do anything today , might As well find seek or glitch .. though I think both have more important things .. yeah I’ll find Jeff !, quickly leaving the infirmary tracing back to Jeffs shop , making way back , “hi Jeff! How are you?” Jeff squinted his white eyes before pointing at the tip jar , seemingly empty , his expression saddening . He hadn’t sold anything today .. “I’m sorry nobody survived so far yet, maybe j could cheer you up? “ jeffs eye squinted , reaching into my pocket pulling out 455 coins I buy the crucifix and lock pick leaving me some spare change , as I put the rest into his jar almost filling it , Jeff delightedly sticks out a tentacle to me handing me a little lighter as a thank you I’m guessing, “are you sure? I’ll be fine screech is gonna get it if he tries anything !” Throwing a punch 🤜 to show what I would do , Jeff seemed to laugh yet it was complete silence , “thanks Jeff cheered me up a little even tho I was fine thanks anyways!” Waving to jeff as he waved ,

—————————

You encounter figure , in his library as always , it seems he was picking up fallen books , you had spoken with him once , yet that was him getting mad at you for breaking a book when you tried to escape the library , he was quite murderous , though he’s quite nice , I’ve heard … “f-figure? It’s me” you noticed him stomp over to you , each footstep echoing along , he slightly growled bowing down to smell me , to maybe see if he could recognise me? Not sure , yet he stepped away , “you break book…” worried he might eat you “I’m incredibly sorry I never meant to.. I was just scared as I had heard rumours long ago , yet I just want to be familiar with something .. “ figure seemed to like your answer as he hurriedly tugged on your arm , a little too rough , “calm down we have time! It hurts if you pull too hard!” Figures grip loosened “friend figure excited!” He had messed up speech clearly most likely from all that growling , but he was understandable

——— figure had just mostly been around with you showing you books , he was like a massive golden retriever yet a little less cuter . He was still adorable he was mostly lonely and wanted to say so much at the same time , yet his speech patterns could prove to be difficult , he accidentally held you too hard , on where halt attacked earlier it was slightly sore but the pain was less than when you got it , figure apologised by trying to read you a book , but he was of course blind , resulting in him becoming a little bit more upset he had done something wrong , “figure it’s not your fault.. you couldn’t have known, please don’t be sad ..” you held his claws in your hands stroking his flesh lightly , he honestly didn’t mind the fact you were touching him so delicately even though he had ripped people to shreds you held him like glass , he liked it ,”figure?..” he liked you , you were nice to him unlike an annoying octopus , he wanted to become better friends with you and maybe even show you to some of the others , you continued stroking his claws , calling out to him but no reply “figure!” He snapped out of it and turned in your direction , “figure like you , you nice “ his long arms wrapping around you loosely ,”I like you too figure your a good friend “ a smile rose too my face , so he was lonely… he let go and without a word just opened something , it was the door “figure see you later “ he waved his arms slinging , realizing you had to beat up half , waving to figure before leaving going back to room 49 down the long corridors , you had greeted dupe , meeting him once because you miscounted , he didn’t reply he closed the door with a slight smile , traversing through the already familiar corridors was slightly weird as you had been here multiple times staring at the first door you went through, “001.. cant believe im back here..” sitting yourself on the floor for a moment unsuccesful in finding halt , “i feel so nostalgic being where everything turned upside down in the blink of an eye , yet i dont feel remorseful coming here , even though theres literal monsters that could devour me alive , and yet.. it is Way more scary then the surface but this is new .. paranormal, what do ya Think hide,” i start smirking while it hurries back into hiding “i Saw you when i walked in , you were peeking , thats not Nice ! “ no reply “i am not mad i just wanna know you better …im not telling you to leave your closet hide i would never.. im assuming you like the closets?” the door slightly opened just a eye visible “y-yeah..” smiling softly at it , “why do you push me out if i stay for a little bit im curious .?” It started closing the door ,”wait! .. i shouldnt have asked we arent acquainted Well yet that was maybe personal im sorry!” It had opened it again , “you Seem ni..Nice enough..”

——————— seek is coming👀 but some cuteness with his eyes (seeks)

You and hide had been talking it was mostly onesided from your side , yet he was shy that was obvious , i had figurer out he liked personal space and i was kind of intruding but i didnt have a choice i did it to escape screech and rush , ambush was fine he left me alone and we were neutral , hide was starting to become nervous as he muttered a quick goodbye before dissappearing into the closet yet again , ive been on a streak today! Ive talked with most of the entities in this damn hotel! Now its seeks turn.. i just hope he Will give me a moment to explain before he rips my limbs off one by one.. as i finally reached a room where his eyes popped up , deciding i might aswell decide if they were a part of him or not , like sentimental beings or if they were just seeks weird eyes.. “can you hear me ?..” the eye blinked staring at you , so did all the other ones. Creepy… “ can you hear me seek?” I hope that they were just seeks weird eyeballs or this would be awkward.. it blinked one..twice..thrice.. “oh thank god! Wait.. thats not a good thing..” i talk to myself pondering for a moment , “your quite cute actually ..” i wasnt lying the eyes were slightly cute looking with thoose Big pupils giving Them almost puppy eyes , what i did next might get me killed but i couldnt hold back against thoose eyes! The eye slightly widened , it looked like it was getting … shy? “I have to make up with seek before i get lost in staring at you “ inspecting the eye for a little bit extra before opening the next door to more Rooms with more eyes all staring , leading up to the dreaded hallway i had been in one too many times

Stepping in i could feel the Air shift , anger and death reeked , and there he was as angry as ever ,

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I had quickly decided he would kill me before i even opened my mouth if i didnt get a fucking move on , maybe seek was unbefriendable? , hitting bookshelves causing Them to almost Fall on me , hoping it would stop him in the slightest he would need to slow Down to not get hit , he wasnt that stupid to keep running he was smart, as i had hoped the bookshelf fell but right onto him instead trapping him effectively , clawing at the floor. Wood being chipped off as he desperately tried to escape but to no success , staring at him my heart ached to help yet i wasnt a fool he would tear me limb from limb when he escaped , and yet .. his one eye looking at me so desperately , almost begging for help .

It was just you .seek. And that bookshelf , utter silence filled the room as he had stopped violating the floor , both of you were almost having a staring contest , none of you blinking , his eye shifted from you to the floor , out of pure embarrasment that he were to focused to get another kill he had thought he would be fast enough before it fell, i had made my mind up

I was gonna help

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“Im going to help you now okay?..” waiting for his reaction he stopped squirming instead staring at me with his piercing gaze as soon i was in his Range , trying to pull the bookshelf off him struggling as my fingers hurt , “can you give me your hand? I need to use friction.” He stared yet handed me his hand , grabbing onto it i could feel how it was solid yet liquid at the same time , how his fingers intertwined with my own causing a slight hue to appear on my cheeks , most likely he hadnt known that Lovers would often do the same but you were just helping him out , “im going to pull now okay? You tell me if it hurts or anything “ his gaze still on me , pulling with all my might i had gotten him a bit loose fighting he would be fine the rest since he could most likely squeeze out, letting go of his hand as he most likely caught on That i thought he could squeeze out the rest , he was wiggling out , as i was walking away i could feel his gaze pierce through me , who knew one eye would be worse than Two? . Before i slammed the door shut , leaning against it , what the hell happened back there i could have gotten rid of him , for a bit , since hes immortal or whatever he is. He just seemed so helpless i cant even blame myself Any more .

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Glitch had met you once and could not give less fucks

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Halt Met you five times , it thinks your a little bit annoying

——————— hide doesnt like you intruding into “its” closets but your Nice enough it

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Never met shadow

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Screech thinks your fine enough mostly neutral

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Figure likes you alot

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Rush Likes you too

And ambush is pretty neutral too

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Seek is mostly on the not like side but after you helped him he has been intrested in asking why

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And you Well you were uhh confused and about to shit yourself , because this damn hotel couldnt give you a break for no apparent reason ,

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A Lil silly things if youve made it this far without closing it or thinking “this shit is ass “

Oh and in this little short drab you had befriended most of Them figure seek and rush May start to like you more than normal for friends?!?.

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Rush wouldnt stop following me going where i go , except seeks hallways and figures library it would follow me EVERYWHERE breaking the lights in the process so i wouldnt be able to see anything , finally making it into figures library as always he was happy to see me , but more chipper “its me figure!” Growling he were quick to stomp Way to where you were before grabbing you over to a book “read!” He excitedly spoke out before grabbing a romance book , yet it was a children appropriate one , Its Title were The Monster And the Beauty (copied from beauty and the beast)

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Reading into the book getting more and more tired after each chapter while figure never seemingly lost energy ,Falling asleep while Reading figure had only noticed after a bit of silence before snoring was heard “friend?” He lightly shook you but no reply , he would find you somewhere you could lay until you woke up , there arent really Any places that would be comfortable , having decided he would hold you until , his arms hanging loosely around your frame squeezing to get a better grip , after somewhere he could sit , before trying to take a nap too, his head on top of yours ,

He was flustered because he knew this wasnt just for friends ,

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Rush had talked with you for a bit seemingly liking your Company Way too much for your liking , it never noticed following you and protecting you (from nothing) it liked you alot , its obvious to everyone ESPECIALLY seek and figure not liking how much it was with you , rush is Nice and energetic but it can be too much , “rush i see you Down the hall..” it moved away , god rush was killing me with all this attention and cuddling out of nowhere.. “im not mad but please let me be alone for a few minutes atleast . Dont you have ambush to annoy?” It was beside you in the blink of an eye “no. Hes annoying” it was rubbing against you , fur getting everywhere , “rush i love you but this is to much ..” it was too late it was already snaked around you like a blanket set on not letting you go, “you love me! ?” So he had only heard the love part “yes i love all of you .” It seemed to sadden when you Said everyone , deciding you would cheer rush up a little , petting his fur “your fur is so soft rush! I just need your tips!” Its smile seemed to widen , you were in for a Long run of tips butttttt to see its smile widen like that would be worth it

—————— Seek

Sitting quietly on the floor , there seek was seemingly intrested in the carpet , picking at it before noticing you had entered , “Hi seek! Oh how badly i missed you!” He seemed to like what you Said before nodding , skipping over to where he sat before sitting beside him leaning into his shoulder fluttering butterflys in his non-existent heart , “you okay? Your quiet today..” he thought of so many other scenarios you could say that in (not innocent) seemingly making him move away slightly , he had found some books in figures library about the Human body intrested how it worked and had stumbled upon intercourse in one of Them , he couldnt get it out of his head ,

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Seemingly deciding he wanted to try and Woo you like in the books , his shaky hand landed on yours , a moment of silence before your hand slithered into his causing him to look away , “ypu could have asked if you wanted to hold hands ! Me and figure do it so dont be shy to ask..” he didnt like hearing figures name come out of your mouth it made him a bit jealous.. his hand was still shaking since this was the closest contact he had ever had with you , he would try harder tp make you fall for him , he moved closer to you his head bumping into yours as a Way to try and assert some sort of ownership in his eyes , yet you Saw it as innocent friendship , he had looked Down at you his gaze not leaving you once before you finally stared back at him , “you okay? Something on my face?” You had touched around on your face asking if there was anything there he would Shake his head everytime wishing he could get out the Word “that beautiful smile “ yet he couldnt he felt too shy today , just initiating contact took alot out of him , you were starting to notice he was awfully quiet not talking once , and initiating contact alot, maybe he needed some attention because he was upset?, “can i hug you?” It caught him off Guard his singular eye widening , did he not want a hug!? Does he hate me now? , did i miscalxulate the situation?! Theese thoughts streaming through your poor oblivious head , he slowly nodded turning away from you ,

He was extremely flustered

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You were going in for a full on hug grabbing from under his arms your head buried into the crook of his neck , he sat there for a moment comprehending where to even touch or even if he should

You were nuzzling into him a little bit seemingly comfortable as you had done this once with rush and glitch , he seemed to like it as his arms slowly held onto your back ,

He thought this was intimate which was doing a huge number on him and his self esteem , but he was starting to liqiufy from all this affection he was used to chasing and murdering, not whatever this was .. yet he liked it.. ALOT

(Rush is Watching from the end of the hallway and its fucking Jealous )

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He tried to kiss you once(you Didnt notice he aint Got a mouth idiot ) he was so confident after thinkikg you knew (you didnt ) and he was starting to Think he had you in the bag (rush and figure are trying so hard to prevent it and make you theirs because you arent scared of Them or judge Them, and because rush likes you touching its fur and praising it ) seek Got this (most likely not with the other Two)

#doors x reader #Seek x Reader #figure x Reader #rush x Reader #ambush x Reader #roblox doors #roblox #glitch x reader

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okay so just so you know, im literally in love with your prison!leo au, yesterday i spent like over an hour scrolling through the tag and i think i read every post at least twice (more for the comics). its combining ‘prison dimension has permanent effect on leo, and not just mentally’, ‘immortality angst’, ‘object or place having a form of sentience’, AND ‘leo is somehow made significantly younger than his brothers which very much changes their dynamic without him wanting it to’ all into one which is just amazing.

i love how you combined comedy and tragedy very well!! like, for example the idea of leo being mistaken for the youngest brother, than a son, then a GRANDSON, is kinda funny for a second, but when you think about it for more than a couple seconds its also. really tragic. this poor kid may never be able to fully grow up - not only is he likely going to outlive his whole family but hes also permanently in the body of a child, lacking a fully developed brain and maybe never having the full maturity of an adult (at least in path b, until hes able to find a ‘cure’, if ever). its just. so good!!

anyways aldjsldkksld enough of the gushing (i mean i could keep doing it for like two thousand more words, but if i did it would probably devolve into keysmashes at some point from the Grip this au has on my brain). i am curious, what would happen if leo got sick? i know you mentioned that things like a common cold wouldnt really affect him that much, but what about one of those sickness is that leaves you pretty delirious/feverish and can take you out in a matter of a week? (could be a type of mystic sickness or curse as well, where you don’t know if the victim will survive or not and the only option is to wait it out.) what would happen? would they sort of just decide that its better to find a way to temporarily kill him so his body could regenerate as new, or would they try to take care of him and see if they could wait it out, since i imagine it would be the only time he’d really let his family take care of him in that way. thats all assuming his body wouldnt just automatically find a way to heal the separate curse and he’d be well again within an hour (still not fully sure as to how his healing works, sorry!)

anyways, love this au and im going to be obsessed with it for the next Month thanks

[ cw: discussion of murder / discussion of mercy kill / risky behavior implied / ]

Omg I’m

So touched???

Thank you for enjoying my AU so much, it really makes me happy to hear this :’) This whole AU was thought up exactly because of my interest in the concepts you mentioned - particularly the one regarding the Prison Dimension having a permanent and visible effect on Leo.

I know I haven’t updated it in a while, but I am still working on it and have even finished drafting the next comic, I can’t say when I’ll finish it but this ask definitely pushed me to work on it more so thank you so much <3

As for your question- it depends! In most regular illnesses, Leo would get over them very quickly, only experiencing the briefest brush with the symptoms before his body throws it away, if that. If the illness is mystic in nature then things get a little more complicated, as you’re right in that it could potentially end up as an endless loop of the first part of whatever weird sickness he gets. So if the illness is something that instantly affects you in the worst ways, and it’s something you just need to ride out until it leaves…that can potentially be harmful. Of course, it needs to be a powerful illness to bypass the prison’s curse to that extent though. …then again, maybe something would prefer that for him, should it appear beneficial :)

As for whether the fam would decide to just…’reset’ Leo to get rid of the illness…that’s a tough one. It really depends on how long Leo’s been back, and even then, it’s not something they’d just do, it’s hard for them to even imagine really. More likely, a sickly Leo would merely try to find a cure himself in his delirium, and end up ‘reset’ along the way.

I hope my wishy washy answer was enough! And really, thank you so much again for the kind words, they mean a lot :’)

#p!l au ask #prison!leo au #murder implication #mercy kill implication / #risky behavior implied / #I swear I’m working on an update! #path A has turned out to be very hard to come up with a solid introductory comic for but I believe I finally got it 👌 #anyway- ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️ #I still love my boy and his undead self to death #even if path b kinda makes him very sans Undertale esque at times lolol I swear it wasn’t on purpose

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OK IMAGINE U ARE HAVING A REALLY LIKE REALLY SHITTY SAY SO U JUST GO AND BULLY UR FRIENDS LIKE ANY REASONABLE PERSON WOULD DO YK? AND IT JUST ENDS UP LIKE THIS

Reader: "@/gojo you are a fucking intoxicated rot mouth bitch you have less teeth than a fucking rat and u are one"

Shoko: "."

Gojo: "Damn baby did you wake up on the wrong side of the bed again🥺🥺🥺🥺"

Geto: "What gojo do💀💀💀"

Reader: "@/geto *cutely caves the back of ur skull in* "you smell like dog piss bro"

Geto: "you can smell through a screen?"

Reader: "yeah cause that shit pungent fr spreading your shit through the screen"

*Geto goes offline*

Reader: "@/shoko get ur weasel mouth ass back here bitch"

Shoko: "excuse me tf did you just say "

Reader: "you heard me stupid fucking deaf bitch you give the same attentive span to me like ur father did to you"

Reader: "your on par with houdini with the way ur adhd comes and goes you stupid fucking bitch they divorced but live together cause they fucking broke and u dont even realise it yet cause ur so doped out of ur mind fucking buffalo trotting bitch"

Reader: "your filthy like a pig stay in ur pigpen"

Shoko: "..."

Gojo: "LOL YOU GOT COOK💀"

Reader: "stfu gojo you caved in legged pig"

Gojo: "So rude😢"

Reader: "wakey wakey dicks and gravyyy

Gojo: "What do you even want🙄?"

Reader: "Bitch DON'T YOU EVER TALK TO ME LIKE THAT ill fucking beat ur ass"

Gojo: "😦HUH"

Reader: "im the second person you should ever talk to like that aside from your mama, she beats you physically i beat you mentally"

Gojo: "bro why so rude like im okay with you making fun of geto and shoko BUT ME? "

Reader: "gurl forgive me im sorry, ik ur braindead n u have more mental problems than a swiftie im sorry"

Gojo: " YOU GONE AND MENTALLY ATTCAKED ME LIKE 4 TIMES THIS WEEK???🥺😔🥺😔🥺😔🥺😔🥺😔🥺😔🥺😔🥺😔🥺😔🥺😔🥺"

Reader: "well you fr needed it like ur fucking stupid like ur teeth are shaking out your fucking skull rn"

Gojo: "omg bbgorl u need to control that anger😭"

Reader: "ykw ur a dumbass shoko ur ass needs to die already with that fucking lung cancer and geto ur ears look fucking rotten yall are stupid fucking bitches im gonn-"

*Geto removed "Reader" from the group today at 2:46 pm*

Geto: "i know we're gonna get a ear full of her later"

OMG THIS SHIT WAS SOO FUCKING LONG LIKE TF 😔 I PROMISE ILL MAKE A SHORTER STORY NEXT TIME I COME OVER TO U BB LIKE OMG IM SORRY U HAD TO READ ALL THAT😭😭😭💖💗💓💞❣️💝💘💞💓💗💞💞💓💓💓💓💓💓💓💓💓💓💓💓💓💓💓💓💓💓💓💓💓 ANYWAYS THIS WAS FROM UR HOT SEXY AMAZING CUTE FINE KIND PRETTY (GIRL😳) FRIEND DOORSTOP GIRL😍😍😍😍🥰🥰🥰🥰😘😘😘🤩😏

THAT SHIT IS PUNGENT??? UR MAMA BEATS U PHYISCALLY???? I AM CRYONG HELP ME and they will hear from me later🎹🙋🙋

#ask n answer !! #me n doorstop girl r literally dating #we be fucking often #trust #reader as a hater just makes me laugh