#this PIECE OF SHIT told me he was 25 when we started talking

[am-i-the-asshole-official]

WIBTA if I exposed my dad's secret to his bandmates? HUGE TW for real life incest, alcoholism and (not related to the previous topics) emotional and physical abuse, to a partner and to a child. I will be as brief and non-descriptive as possible, as these are heavy topics.

I (early 20s, M) have an extremely difficult relationship with my dad (late 40s, M). The last time we spoke was on my 18th birthday and it ended in a discussion due to some genuinely stupid shit he was doing behind my back and thought I didn't knew. He's very abusive, I won't specify what but I'm dealing with PTSD, alongside other diagnostics, due to everything he did to me while I was a child and even a teenager. He also abused my mom the years they were married. While we cut contact years ago, he still needs to pay child (?) support, until I'm 25 due to me being disabled. He doesn't pays it willingly, btw, his own workplace withdrawals that money from him and deposits it in my mom's account.

My dad is in a band, and I know because he told me when he joined (we still talked on that time) and I sometimes check his band's Facebook page to see what they're up to. I also still have his bandmates' personal profiles added on there, even when I don't really use it anymore. The band is not really that well known, but they did recorded and sold some discs (one in which my dad wrote a dedicatory to me 😬) + participated in various events.

The thing is that, my dad also severely struggled with alcoholism during his teenage years (drinking age here is 18, but afaik he started earlier) and up until the first years he had me. And he also grew up in a really dysfunctional family (no one is free from being a piece of shit there). Here goes the thing, he confessed to my mom he had a few inappropriate encounters with his younger sister while he was drunk (before dating my mom), and my mom told it to me one day. They were both consenting (according to him) when it happened, but. Well. For the record, his sister absolutely despises my mother and I, and made it obvious when I still visited that side of the family. She gets awfully jealous over him, and hates that I'm his son (although being trans, she thinks I'm his daughter, which makes her jealously even weirder to think about). I'm unaware whether his brother, other two sisters, and mother know this, his father is dead.

Here's where I could probably be TA: As soon as he isn't forced by law to financially support me (which I know he will try to do it the very moment I turn 25), I have been considering using a burner account to just tell this family secret to his bandmates. Just drop it, and see what happens. I have mixed feelings over him, but I pretty much want him to suffer, and possibly destroying his dream of having a band sounds pleasing. However, I realize this shit is heavy, and even with how I will forever be scarred by his abuse, maybe this is going too far. So, WIBTA?

TL;DR: My dad is in a band, he was abusive to me for years. He has a big secret, which is the fact he had consensual but inappropriate contact with his younger sister a few times while drunk. I still depend on him economically, but as soon as I don't, dropping this to his bandmates could be a revenge. However, this could be going too far even with how shitty he is. WIBTA?

What are these acronyms?

#aita #am i the asshole #incest cw

[aita-blorbos]

AITA for saving my brother's life?

So, like, it obviously sounds like I'm not, but people are mad at me anyway, so I guess I'll ask.

I (M 25) am a roboticist, and a pretty damn good one at that. I have been since I was younger too, so you could say I'm kinda a genius. Anyway, when me and my brother (M 17) were younger, some shit went down, and both of us almost died. I was lucky enough to get out of it with just a few missing body parts, but my brother...wasn't so lucky. He was basically dead, but, thanks to my genius, I was able to rebuild him in a new, mostly robotic body! Some of his memories got jumbled in the transfer (including those of us being related), but he was alive, so I consider it a win.

Anyway, time went on, and we went our separate ways. I got a job thanks to my roboticist skills, only to learn that the company I was working for was reaaaaaally scummy. They had me do a bunch of projects for them, mostly things that were similar to what I did for my brother, but, like, worse? Plus they ended up taking control of my prosthetic arm, which is a total dick move.

The company ended up making a team in order to participate in this fighting tournament in town, which, just my luck, my estranged brother was also participating in! He didn't recognize me, of course, but he (and basically everyone else there) hated me. And like, I kinda get it, but I was just doing my job? The boss was a piece of shit to me too, yknow? But anyway, I ended up quitting that job after a particularly nasty encounter and faked my death, hiding out from everything in a scrapyard in town. While I was there, I invited a few people to come talk to me, including my brother.

He was beginning to have some concerns, as he apparently was telling everyone he was a full robot until he started bleeding during one of the tournaments, revealing that he was, of course, not. He took my offer to talk, and I told him EVERYTHING. That we were related, that I saved him, the whole thing. And you know what he said?

"Never speak to me again."

Like, what the hell, right? Then he just stormed off!

I get that he doesnt like me, or whatever, but he has to have some thankfulness for what I did, right?

AITA?

#AITA #am i the asshole #unreality

[monmuses]

NEW YEARS REVIEW

     Man... where do I even start with this? Buckle up, this is going to be a long ride to review. I’ve gone through some shit and I am going to be tagging people that I’ve met, but please beware of the following topics I mention:

Depression, Mentions of Suicide, Mental Health, Self-Deprication, Anxiety, and Mentions of Mental Illness

     Alright, now let’s get into this:

     I, so far, have experienced a friendship fallout where I almost lost my best friend, a marriage dispute where I was stuck in the center trying to resolve both sides, being the “mommy” to an emotionally desperate 25-year-old who I only friended for a friendship but was used for his emotional baggage, and witnessing my own friends suffer from callout posts that they DID NOT DESERVE. I’ve had to help myself with my own depression and figure out how to keep going without giving up, but here’s my overall review of the year.

     Around last year’s Christmas, I begun college. I moved across state to Idaho to a college town and being five minutes away walking distance. I packed up all of my things, stored the rest, and ended up there with some roommates. It was actually a pretty nice start! I had high hopes because I finally got to experience independence and I was able to get away from my mom! I was excited and I got to be able to manage things on my own. I loved the snow, I loved the cold, and it was right in the middle of winter. I was so excited and was ready to start!

     Two weeks into my new start, I ended up experiencing THE worst friend drop. A friend who I THOUGHT was close to me and loved to talk Jekyll & Hyde about dropped me. They are notorious for disappearing for two weeks to a MONTH without warning and ghosting me until they felt well enough to say hi. We had so many good talks, I stuck with them and even threw out writing ideas for them when they were stuck. I helped with some character designs and blogs, but in the end? I was the selfish person. In their eyes, I was using them and was only their for artistic talent when I was there to be friends. I shared everything with them but they NEVER told me what was wrong.

     I left on my own terms after one of my other friends was ditched by them without warning and I ended up getting the broken bottle of bitterness straight to the face. I was called a number of names, being told that “they knew I wouldn’t ever be capable of change and that I will always be stubborn”. Needless to say, I suffered. That was the start to my depression.

     @vampyrnacht​ is someone who I consider a really good friend of mine. He was one of the other people that suffered from this in January and it was a situation that started speculation around the end of October. We’ve been constantly talking together and sharing ideas, but he’s just great. I love Milan to death and he’s just really fucking cool.

     Over the course of January all the way to June/July, I experienced moments of major insomnia and self-deprication. I hated how I felt about myself and thought of me as a sponge for people’s emotions. That’s all I was to people and I kept sucking it up wherever I went. I left an awful friend group after a month of joining because the owner was an emotionally-draining piece of shit that needed a mother for a girlfriend to take care of him. He confessed his crush to me a FEW DAYS into knowing him and I felt trapped. I was exhausted and it was in the worst month of the year for me, which was February. It took me the entire month to finally figure out that I did not deserve to deal with this shit. I left and ended up hearing about the worst tantrum he ever experienced from two separate people. Needless to say, I was pretty satisfied with being able to put my foot down.

     However, with all of these situations that have happened, I still suffered from moments of anxiety where I could not eat. I didn’t want to leave my apartment and I didn’t go to half of my classes. It got to a point where I suffered from MAJOR insomnia and didn’t want to sleep because of how shitty I felt about myself. I hated me as a person and I still hate how I am. There’s things about me I hate and I psychoanalyze myself in so many ways to where I find little reason to think I am deserving of anything. I like keeping quiet about most things

     May rolls around and I met @shermphibia when I first started adding canon muses (and was after the start to my second semester of college). Through him, I got to meet a number of LOVELY people. I have to thank Fink for letting me meet so many new folks. If it wasn’t for him? I probably wouldn’t have met so many people and I wouldn’t have the attention my blog has today. Xenophanes wouldn’t be my best muse, and I wouldn’t have made so many friends.

     June hits around, and in some way, I somehow fell in between a major fight. The one in question who started all of it is long gone, but I am still friends with the other person who I think is a very sweet person. Special mention to @th0rneprincess​ for being such a trooper and a genuine sweet person to talk to. I love Zi to death and I hope I get to write with you soon!! And another mention during this is @flyatahighergame​.

     Loke is one of the BEST people I have ever met. I see them as an honest-to-god older sister and she is really, really awesome. One of the toughest and most honest friends too. I love them to death and they are some of the wisest people too. I trust her with my life. She helped me through some of the tightest spots I’ve been in this year and gave me some pretty damn good advice. They singlehandedly helped me with this situation and was the only other sweet voice I could rely on for help.

     Around the end of July, I made it home. Shit happened to where I was punished for a number of things I did due to how poor my mental health was and I managed to get into therapy around September. However, since being home, my mom has been responsible for why I am who I am. Through the Besties Against The Throne server, I also met one of my other closest friends: @resiliency-in-starlight​.

     Usa is THE reason why I got further into South Park and ACTUALLY started writing South Park muses. Years ago, I actually got into the show when I was 14-15 years old (daring and awful, but I only watched clips). She is also why I write Damien and Pip now. I previously added some other muses, but I genuinely love talking to her. I got to know her more over time and she is someone I really consider a close friend that I’ve made this year. I love her to death too.

     Here I am now: It’s after Christmas and I’m typing this, trying to include everybody I can remember before finishing it up. I have gotten better at my writing, I now have a job, and I have hobbies that I continue doing to this day. I’m hoping to go back to college again ONCE I am in a better headspace mentally and can manage things on my own. I’m looking forward to a better year and one that I can survive a little better compared to last year’s.

     Some special mentions to @boriiqua​ @pvachypessa​ @purple-paw-muses​ @smileduponyou​ @bambino-muses​ @pompedia​ @dragcns-den​ @serpentine-rogue​ @aseriouscomedian​ for new friends I’ve made this year (and a few other old friends that made a comeback too) and to everyone else I got to know that I can’t tag right now! I have met a lot of special people this year that have singlehandedly got me to be better than I was before. Thank you to all of you that I got to become moots with this year too. Here’s to a better 2023!

#✨{𝔬𝔲𝔱 𝔬𝔣 𝔪𝔞𝔫𝔤𝔞; (𝔬𝔲𝔱 𝔬𝔣 𝔠𝔥𝔞𝔯𝔞𝔠𝔱𝔢𝔯) #long post #new years review #// *love all you guys <3 #// *first time actually doing some resolutions / review type thing

[babydinojojo]

Day 9(4/25/24)

There's a lot going on in my head now and I need to get it down. I love Van Van a lot... I do... I really do from the bottom of my heart and tonight... ugh ion know where tf to begin. But I now know the reason why. And I'm glad... It's just well... I want Van Van to express himself and I don't want to force him too if he doesn't want too... Maybe that's why I got so upset and triggered... He did not let me down in any way shape and or form...(The off feeling is gone thank god).... But I know why it happens thankfully... Idk but sometimes when I'm not told why certain things happen... It just upsets me a lot and it gets me very impatient... Fuck.... The last thing I want is to be controlling over my own boyfriend Van. I'd actually kms if I end up trying to control her and force him to tell me what's wrong... I do NOT want to do that period and I don't plan on it.... It's just the pain from other relationships was why I got so upset fuck... Fuck those bitches respectfully....

I love Van Van more than anything and anyone in the ENTIRE world with all my heart no matter what ok? And that will never change, and Van if you're reading this... I'm not gonna ever force you to express yourself or anything for that matter... I'm sorry for what you gone through and you had to get used to closing yourself off... That poor boy... I wish I could just go back in time and make sure he never has to go through ANY of his traumatic events and relationships... I'd do anything just for him and hell I'd bend space and time for that nigga if I want too.

Javo... Javo gives me the fucking ICK! Like somethings off with that nigga I just fucking know it. He gives me bad vibes I don't know why.... Like the predator vibes OR the stay away from them vibes... Like I don't know... But I wanna keep Van away from him. I mean ngl he was cool when Van first talked about him... But then he started getting depressed and shit... Threatened to kill himself and not to mention the nigga just spat in his face when he LITERALLY was busting his ass for him. What Piece of Shit Javo really is. Van didn't deserve that, he already had ENOUGH people spitting in his fucking face. He's a wonderful fucking person with the mindset of a fucking Angel and has a huge ass heart. If he was a kitty I would pamper him with kisses every day and tell him how cute he is... I wish I can tell him at every moment how much I love him and I appreciate him in my life... He's made such an impact and I thank him for it... He's just amazing.... I thank god and fate for having our paths cross together and have us date... I couldn't have asked for a better partner than Van...

But yea Javo gives me the fucking ick. Like he gives off pedo vibes for some reason.... Nigga really trying to be friends and gaslight a 16 year old into being his friend... Like what a fucking weirdo. Van wants nothing to do with his grandpa looking headass. Like come on bro. Hell like I mentioned before... I wanna keep Javo away from him. I don't know... Again I don't trust Javo one bit. And it's not about him taking Van away from me... It's about him putting Van's safety in danger and at risk. He was cool at first but now... Something just doesn't seem right with him.... Like he's talking with someone else potentially underage just cause he can't find love..... Idk... I wanna confront him but I don't think Van would like that... Ugh... Fucking Javo.... Javo... If you EVER touch my Van Van in anyway or hurt her physically or mentally I'll end you... In a very gruesome way... :)....

Okay Anyways.... Van's Asleep now which is good... he deserves some rest after what he's been through tonight... the poor boy.... he really loves me... And he thought he let me down... the truth is... he didn't let me down, but I didn't either. Today was just a good day with a bad ending, but that's okay couples always have bad days, and I know tomorrow we'll bounce back and have a better day. I know we will, and hey our 10 month anniversary is coming up very VERY soon and hey... we're almost at a full year... just 2 more months.... 2 more..... and hey... I got something big planned for Van Van... and on the one year Anniversary of the Rp as well. Yea that one we're going back to Our world that day and we are doing a renewing of our vows and a beautiful family dinner with everyone... it's a shame we killed off Dexi/Dexter... kinda wanna bring his ass back tbh along with Gab- WAIT SPEAKING OF GABE HOW TF DOES DUKE KNOW ABOUT FUCKING GABE 😭😭😭😭😭 HOW?!?!? HOW?!!!!.

Okay I need to go Nini now. Tbh here I feel like tomorrow mwe bwe bwaby wif Van Van.... Owh Fiddlesticks mwe wegwessed ;;-;;... Bweh..... Owh well mwe go Nini now... Nini fwiends.... Nini Van Van Jojo wubs chuuu eepy well....

[jaca-rein-369]

Husbands' Best friend

Warnings: cheating, asshole husband, abuse

Quick summary: y/n is a young 25 year old married to her asshole husband when she was 19 and she has known he was cheating for a year Maby more before he was caught she was hurt but still wanted her son to be with his father but after her husband comes home late drunk and dinner wasn't on the table he hits her but she was used to it but it was the first time he has tried to hit Joesph so she grabs her and her sons stuff and runs to her husband's best friend.

"Mmh" I groan feeling the bed move and look over seeing my husband putting a watch a shoes on for work

"So you finally awake surprising" he says I roll my eyes

"Why do I need to be awake at 5:00 in the morning" I ask He knows I prefer to sleep in and I'm not a good morning person

" well I would be nice for once my Wife to make me breakfast" he says

"I cook you lunch a bring it to you at the office and make sure dinners is always set and ready when you get home and I still work and take care of are son that you never spend time with what is wrong wanting a little more sleep" I say to him sitting up know

"What ever and I do spend time with are son If he even is mine" he says and I'm pissed

" your one to fucking talk for all I know that girl or your bitch could be pregnant" I say wanting to cry

"Your impossible you know what at least she takes care of herself and her body" he says while getting up taking his brief case and leaving I sit in the bed crying the man I loved and the father of my son is a cruel hateful man as I'm crying I hear

" mommy why are you crying" my son Asks hugging me

"Notheing baby me and your dad just got some bad news" I tell him rubbing his face this beautiful baby boy that looks like me thank God

"Pls don't lie mommy he hurt you again don't worry mommy when I become big and strong I will protect you" he says I smile how did I get so lucky with this boy we cuddle and sleep in a little more today

(Y/n son his name will be Joseph)

(2 weeks later)

We were waiting for Don to get home but it's now 12:00 at night joesph is asleep but I was down stairs watching TV when I here the door slammed open I jump up and go look to see what happened and see a very very drunk Don he looks up and looks pissed he stomps up to me and looks into the kitchen

" WERE IS DINNER YOU FAT HOG" he yells in my face I whimper

" your late we have dinner at 9:00 it's 12:00 Don we saved you some it's ine the microwave " I tell him he it fumming and then a hard back hand connected with the left side of mi face I fall to the floor crying holding my cheek

" WHAT HAVE I TOLD YOU  IM THE MAN OF THIS HOUSE YOU OBAY ME AND YOU WAIT TILL I EAT WERES THAT STUPID BOY" he screams for joesph to come down stairs

" No leave him out of this Don" I tell him looking up he started up stairs I run after him trying g to pull him back he slammed me to the wall choking me

" Don Don please leave home out of this.......... I can't breathe " he let's me go but continued up stairs when he sees joesph at the top

" GET DOWN HERE BOY"  joesph comes down I shake my head no he stops and Don turns to me and pushes me down the stairs I hit the bottom and little dizzy

"MOMMY LET ME GO MOMMY"  I hear my son yell I get up seeing my worst fear he was going to beat joesph I grab a glass art piece run up stairs and slam it into the back of his head he fell unconscious on the stairs I hug my son

" I'm so sorry baby we are leaving I need you to go pack your stuff please baby" he nods and hugs me again and runs to go pack I do the same I grab clothes my bathroom supplies and my important files with banking and hospital documents my money and shit like that I run to my sons room he is stuffing things in his suitcase I help him we run down stairs Don still knocked out we put are shoes on I grab my keys and we get out

I'm driving and I don't know were to go I can't believe we left were free I reach over holding my sons hand And my phone rings it's Ethan Don's bestfriend and business partner we were all friends since high school I pick up

" hi Ethan " I say My voice cracks because of crying

" y/n what is wrong" he asks worried

"I....um can me a joesph come over for tonight I will explain there " I ask him

" of course I will meet you out side" he say

" ok I will see you soon "I say hanging up

" mommy don't worry we will be fine your stong and I'm strong because of you" joesph tells me I tear up again

" how did I get so blessed with you as my son" I ask

" the same way I got blessed with the best mother" I pull him to my side as much as I can

(At Ethans house)

We pull up and there he is he opens joesph door and goes wide eyed at my face I can only imagine how bad I look

"My God y/n what happened" he asks scared

" I will tell you everything but first can we get everything inside and joesph into bed" I ask turning the car off he nod and picks joesph up holding him close to his chest I get out and grab are bag lock the car and go inside

As we are inside joesph is in bed I put are bags in the bed room and go to the living room sitting next to Ethan

" tell me what happened y/n" Ethan asks I start to tear up

" it was Don" I say explaining the hole thing that happened crying by time I was done

" h-he hits you to" I shake my head

" only me he as never tryed to hit joesph till tonight and he won't get another chance I'm going to file for divorce tomorrow" I tell him

" you can stay with me for as long as you need um are you going to take him to Cort for abuse" I nod

" I have proof every time he has ever hit me I have photos of the marks and a voice recording of him yelling at me and joesph are old maid Lina said she would back me up she saw him hit me once" I tell him the truth

" I will back you up to I didn't know who I was working with this hole time I'm so sorry I never helped or was there" he said putting I His head down I rub his back

" your here now and thank you for letting me a joesph stay the night" I thank him he then hugs Me I lay my head on his chest and arms around his torso his arms around my waist

"You to are staying with me till your back on your feet physically and mentally " he says kissing my head if I'm telling the truth I was blushing and that I have had a crush on Ethan for a year but I was still married to Don I had the urge to tell him

" Ethan can I tell you something" I look up at him still rapped in each other's arms

" of course what is it"

" um I've liked you for a while now I mean like like you" I tell him I expect him to be shocked or discusted but no he smiles

" I've liked liked you for a while to pisses me off I didn't protect you and joesph " I smile and hug him around the shoulders tight making us fall on the couch we laugh and then I yawn

" you should get to bed" he say we stand up I nod

" momma" I hear and turn around seeing a tired joesph I feel bad we must have woke him up

" yes baby what's wrong" I ask walking up to him he hugs me around the waist

" I can sleep will you hold me while I do" I smile when he was a baby he could never sleep with out me holding him I nod

" yes baby come on good night Ethan and thank you again" he nods smiled at me and joesph we go to bed I hold joesph close he falls asleep immediately but I can't sleep I'm scared Don will come but I hear a knock I look at the door seeing Ethan

" can't sleep can you" he asked I nod He walks over and gets into bed and holds me and joesph I feel comfortable and safe immediately

" thank you" I say

" any time babygirl" I hear him say before I fall asleep thinking maby we could have a happy life with Ethan

The end

#plus size woman #short story

[ashtrayfloors]

I’m still thinking a lot about Jack and the Inferno and everything that surrounds that.

A few days ago, I was ready to start in earnest on my W/IFS zine, and I went to open the extensive notes I’d already written for it. But they were gone. And not just in the recently deleted folder—no, the file was there, with the title in it—but nothing else. I immediately created another file to try and recreate what I could remember, and I was kinda bummed, but it was also kinda funny. See, when Maggie and I were working on our split zine about the odyssey on which we traveled halfway across the country and met the Friendship Society for the first time, we were both having problems with our laptops, and both of us lost huge chunks of what we’d written, twice, before we were finally able to complete it. So this happening now, almost exactly seventeen years later, when I was going to be writing about some of the same stuff… Well, it coulda just been Mercury retrograde, but it felt a little like Jack being a trickster, his spirit fucking with me, as if to say: you’d do better living more, and commemorating less.

But then the next morning, when I went to open my new note to add more to it…the first note had also reappeared, in full. Very funny, Mr. T’Cloth.

A few days ago I went digging through my zine collection, to find some W/IFS-related stuff for research, but I also found a bunch of other old favorite zines I haven’t looked at in years. Despite losing a huge chunk of my zine collection to the basement flooding at my old house four years ago, I still have a massive collection of zines, going back 25+ years. I’m tired of them being buried in boxes and bags, and we have these built-in shelves in our basement, so I’ve decided I’m going to make some DIY magazine holders out of cardboard scraps and actually display them where they’re easy to find.

I came across my copies of Songs About Ghosts, and remembered the time I was sitting at Paddy O’s reading it. See, in one of the stories in issue 1 of that zine, Jasmine requested of the reader that they read it in a public place. And I had it with me on NYE (my birthday) 2003, and I sat at a table in the back reading it while I waited for my friends to arrive. And this guy walking by stopped and asked what I was reading, and I said: “Songs About Ghosts.” Fast forward to 2016, I posted a picture of that zine on my Instagram, and C.M. said: Oh shit, that was YOU! Turned out he was the guy who’d asked me what I was reading, and he told me he’d been so amazed to see this person reading in a crowded bar on New Year’s Eve that he had to say something, and then when I said the title was Songs About Ghosts that stuck with him even more, and he ended up doing an art piece inspired by that moment… He showed me the drawing, and there I was, reading, with all this surreal imagery swirling around me, and he even remembered what I’d been wearing—my red Dickies dress (my rocknroll nurse dress, my lucky dress) and black and white striped stockings. And he said: “It turns out you’ve been hanging out in my head for years,” and ugh. I no longer really have feelings for him, haven’t even really talked to him in a couple years now, but I can still remember how bad I had it for him in 2016. I just…he made me feel seen, and appreciated, at a time when P. didn’t, and it’s hard not to crush on someone who makes you feel so seen.

I’m feeling a bit of the old summer sadness, and thinking a lot about endings. Summer makes me sad in that it never matches up to my expectations of it; I never get to do all I want in any given summer. And just as it officially starts, it also starts to end. And I’m thinking of that kind of ending, as well as another kind—the kind of endings you don’t even recognize as such until after the fact.

[from a journal entry, 06/12/21]

#ashtrayfloors #my writing #journal entry #2021 #nostalgia embedded within nostalgia #jack terricloth forever #i miss you you bastard #zines #summer #sadness #brb crying forever

[purplesurveys]

1561

What was the last useful piece of advice that someone gave you?   I dunno, I haven’t been the recipient of much advice recently tbh. Maybe when Bea gave me my mid-year evaluation and told me it would help to improve on delegating tasks. I do tend to kinda just go ahead and start and finish things on my own at work, but she said that wouldn’t be ok in the long run because should any fuckups happen then that shit would solely fall on me. Since then I’ve been trying to relax more and trust other people with work I’d normally do.

How long have you been taking surveys on Bzoink? Do/did you ever take surveys on any other platforms? I’ve been hanging around and hunting surveys down on Bzoink since like 2009 when I was 11, but I never made an account on there. I’ve always just stuck to Tumblr when it comes to posting surveys publicly.

As a child, did you ever watch any shows on TV that were maybe too grown-up or a little inappropriate?   Not shows or movies because censorship is a thing on TV lol, but this was definitely the case with video games. We had little to no supervision so my cousins, siblings, and I were already extremely busy with Grand Theft Auto games when we were like 5. 

Most of the crimes and all the sex stuff flew over our heads though and all I remember is that we really liked to fire the bazooka up in the sky and pretend they were fireworks. Sometimes we liked to piss the police off enough to get 6 stars just so that we got to steal and drive the tanks.

Do you remember how old you were when you first began to use swearwords?   I started regularly swearing when I was 11 – this I fully blame the internet for, because I saw sooooo many people cursing on Twitter and finally realized how normal it was people to say ‘bad words.’ 

Are there any foods or beverages that you loved as a child but wouldn't touch as an adult?   Milo powder, because yes I used to eat that shit on its own. I’d never ever do that today.

Does anyone in your life use terms of endearment a lot when talking to you? Other than my parents, no.

Is there anyone that you communicate with daily, but not in person?   My coworkers. WFH arrangement is here to stay, so.

Is there a hobby you once had, that you've now lost interest in? What is it? Would you like to get back into it again?   Embroidery. That was my main outlet and lifeline when I was coping with my breakup because it was able to keep me focused for long periods of time and it also allowed me to feel a sense of accomplishment. I don’t think I would revisit it any time soon, but I’m forever grateful to it for...saving my life, pretty much. For that reason, I still dedicate a corner of my corkboard to all my threads to serve as a reminder that it was part of my life at some point.

Do you get many leaflets pushed through your door? If you do, do you bother to look at them?   Nah, not really. The only envelopes we receive are actual bills and other stuff that my parents handle.

Who was the first famous person you recall having a crush on?   Zac Efron.

Which celebrities are you crushing on these days, if anybody?   Jeon Jung-Kook. He’s been looking so good. < LOL same. I remember the millions of conversations I’ve had with Angela and how we’re in agreement towards the fact that as much as we love Jungkook, he could never be bias material for us (he’s too young!). Sort of eating my words now though...man is out to fucking kill these days and it helps that he definitely doesn’t look and feel 25 lmao.

Do you prefer hobbies that you can enjoy alone or hobbies that you can share with someone else?   I can go either way, really! There are things more enjoyable when done with others, like how I really wanna try pottery or jewelry with friends; and other stuff that I’d much rather do on my own, like exploring coffee shops.

Is there currently any food in your house that has blue packaging?   Yeah, I can think of a couple of snacks that we have lying around.

The last time you felt down in the dumps, who or what cheered you up?   Myself.

Name a movie you enjoy that's in a foreign language.   Liway.

As a child, what was your favourite Disney movie? Is it still your favourite? Toy Story. It still very much is.

What is an essential product that, in your opinion costs more than it should?   The extent to which gas prices has risen is absolutely sickening.

As a child, what was your favourite sandwich filling? Is it still your favourite?   Egg salad. Yeah, it’s still a no-fail filling for me.

Have you discovered any new bands or singers lately, that you're into?  NewJeans!

Can you recall the last movie/TV show that made you cry? Or do you not tend to cry over such things?   Two for the Road; watched it last Friday.

Do you remember the last occasion when you were out and about and "bumped into" someone you knew? Were you glad to see them?   Yes, I covered this in the previous survey but I bumped into Cla and Tria - high school batchmates - when I had dinner with my orgmates last night. Yeah I was quite happy to see them! We were friends-ish in high school so it was cool to unexpectedly see them and say hi.

What time was it 4 hours ago? What were you doing at that time?   It was 5 PM and I was just watching a series of BTS videos on YouTube. I had worked on a work deck from 1-4 PM so by then I just wanted to go back to my home.

Do you remember the last occasion when you didn't expect to like something but found that you did? What was it? Beer. I still generally hate beer but the bottle I had at the last company party was pretty ok. What is something about social media that bothers you?   It reveals the worst in people. Just look at Facebook and you can easily weed out the racists, sexists, all the -ists of the world.

What is something about social media that you enjoy? All the cool recommendations I can pick up about different things, whether it’s albums or places to hang out or essays to read, etc.

[aita-blorbos]

wibta for continuing to refuse to tell my dad about my existence for over a year?

so i (24nb) was raised in new york by my mom with my 3 half-siblings, and spent a lot of my early life wondering about my dad (who i’d never met, and my mom didn’t know much about, lol) long story short some shit happened, i got disowned by my mom and still have a relationship with my older half-brother (jury’s still out on my younger half-siblings but i dont expect them to talk to me anytime soon lol) and so i was basically… drifting for several years until i found myself in california and settled down, went to college, and then for… complicated reasons the city i was in basically became an active warzone. my (now) fiancee (27f) saved me and i finished college and started a business as a pi. funnily enough, even though i wasn’t still actively looking for info anymore, i have a pretty distinctive appearance, and based on that and some timeline clues i was able to figure out who my dad is. i was unsure whether to pursue a relationship with that side of my family or whatever bc i already had a pretty established life outside of my family and being on my own has been kinda. a staple of my life since i was 15, but it didn’t matter as much bc he and his sibling were missing, so the only member of that family i had access to was my cousin.

which is where we get to him

so my cousin (27m) grew up thinking he was an orphan in some cult, i think he thought his parents were dead or didnt want him or something? anyways, when he was about 19 he met my dad (now 46m, at the time 38). he didn’t know my dad was his uncle at the time, but evidently my dad figured out who my cousin was pretty quick. my dad then made the decision to continue working with my cousin to fight, uh, some bad people, but did not tell the cousin about them being related. for about 6 years.

eventually my cousin’s parent (46???) resurfaces (they all thought he was dead lol) and a lot of shit happened (including that uh… whole city-being-a-warzone thing i mentioned) and it basically came out that my cousin’s parent was, well, my cousin’s parent. and then immediately after both his parent and my dad disappeared on an… extended business trip and went missing. three years later, my fiancee is dying of cancer, and decides to go on a trip to look for some experimental treatments to get rid of the cancer. after a few months of her gone, my dad and his sibling return, and two months after that, my fiancee returns (apparently she found them and got them brought back?)

a week before this, a friend of my fiancee’s (23f) went missing, and i started a search for her, but i realized there was a lot more going on than i bargained for, so after my fiancee went back, we made the decision to seek outside help. this help happened to come in the form of my dad, and his company. so basically i had to talk to my dad whether i was ready to or not, and since i definitely wasn’t, i made the decision to keep certain things from him. like the fact that he’s my dad.

so we’ve been working together for a while (we found the friend, he just also enlists my help as a pi for other cases sometimes) and i just… haven’t told him yet. here’s the fun part.

so my dad has a habit of picking on his twin for not knowing he had a kid for 25 years. my dad thinks this is hilarious, his twin and my cousin, less so. i happen to turn 25 in a few months, so i thought it’d be hilarious to wait until i’m at least 25 to drop this on him. my cousin doesn’t know, but he’d think it’s HILARIOUS, but my fiancee thinks i should tell him bc from what we’ve gathered it sounds like he’s had a good bit of tragedy surrounding his family, and my fiancee knows what thats like. one of my dads coworkers who pieced things together thinks its funny, but agrees that i should probably tell him sooner rather than later. wibta for waiting, if only for the sake of being able to turn his own joke on him and make fun of *him* for also not knowing he had a kid for 25 years, and definitely not because i’m irrationally mad at him for not knowing i exist for that long?

the reason he doesn’t know who i am already is because i make it a point to hide the distinctive features that are pretty inherent to his side of the family, not because i’m trying that hard to hide who i am from him, but because i have certain people who i don’t want to be able to identify me.

also, i realize i may have made it sound like my dad is a cop or a vigilante. he’s not a cop, i’d want nothing to do with him if he was, and vigilante isn’t exactly accurate either. mercenary might be a better term here.

#aita #am i the asshole #unreality

[vinvantae]

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Part 7/25

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Rating - Mature

Warnings - explicit language, mentions of alcohol and sex

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You blinked a couple of times as your eyes adjusted to the bright room; ugh, can’t believe I crashed. Your mind was a little blurry from the incident, the halo and your helmet really saved your life but your head felt like it was on fire. The first thing you noticed was the muted TV replaying the incident on the wall.

You winced as you watched your car flip over, realising how lucky you were to be here in one piece. Your brow furrowed as you watched a McLaren pull up behind your car… Dan? What was he doing? You turned the sound on so you could hear the commentary. They were playing back the audio from the McLaren team radio and as soon as he heard it was you, Dan gained 3 positions just to get to you… and then lost them all.

“Hey… you’re up.”

Your eyes flickered beside your bed; the Australian looked like he’d just woken up in the armchair he was sitting in; he was still in his race suit but it was now tied around his waist. He looked rough; probably not as bad as you but clearly the crash had impacted him. He let out a soft yawn and leant forward. His face was washed with concern and he carefully took your hand in his. What is happening?

“I-I…” You went to speak but even the sound of your own voice made your head hurt. You pinched the bridge of your nose between your fingers and groaned softly.

“Hey hey… rest up. You were in a pretty bad crash. We had to get a crane to flip your car over just to get you out.” He sighed, brushing his thumb across the back of your hand. “I’m really sorry, this wasn’t how I wanted us to talk… but being in a sport that can literally end up with one of us in an accident like that…it just can’t wait anymore.”

What the fuck was happening? One minute, he’d been ignoring you for weeks and now he lost a race for you? You studied his face as he tried to find the right words to say; neither of you had ever done something like this before - so you didn’t know how to fix things and it was clear he was struggling too. He opened and closed his mouth a few times, brow furrowing - before he finally decided what he wanted to say.

“This would’ve never happened if you were with me… I could’ve kept you safe.” His voice was soft, you should’ve felt calm but his words pissed you off. With him?

“What do you mean, with you? Do you not remember? Renault didn’t want a girl on their team, Dan… you left me.” You protested, clenching your jaw a little. “Is that why you’ve been so pissed off with me? I’m not just going to quit my dream job.”

“You had the chance to be my teammate and you didn’t take it!” He snapped. “McLaren wanted to offer you a contract but Christian said you weren’t interested!”

“M-McLaren wanted to give me a contract?”

“…Lando was considering Redbull so I asked them to consider you for his seat, y/n.” He explained. “How do you not-“

He paused before your eyes met again and the same name fell from both of your lips. “Christian.”

“That fucking bastard.” You groaned, head flopping back against the pillow. “He told me that the seat was mine or Perez’, they never even mentioned Lando.”

“He must have wanted to keep you for himself. I don’t blame him… you’re so talented. I’m sorry for what I said at the press conference at the start. You deserve a seat more than anyone on the grid.” His large hands wrapped around yours and he squeezed gently. You forgot how well your bodies fit together; even just your hands. “I’ve missed you...”

“Me too. Listen, Dan, about Lando-“

“I know, he was just being a good friend to you when you needed one. I was selfish and didn’t even consider that you didn’t know about the offer.” He mumbled. “I would’ve talked to you sooner but I just felt betrayed, y’know? It was always our dream to race together and to find out you were in my old seat? With Max? It stung…”

“And we’re shit at talking” you chuckled softly. “It literally took me having a collision for us to actually speak to each other again.”

He cracked a small smile and met your eyes again. There’s that look again, what is that? “Thankfully you’ve only got a minor concussion so you’ll be fit as a fiddle again before you know it. Doc said you’ll need to rest up before you even think of doing any practice for the next race.”

“Shit, the race. Did Max win?”

“He did. With Carlos and Lando on the podium with him; Lewis had to take a penalty, obviously, so he ended up 7th.” He explained, “but enough about that, what hotel are you staying at? I want you at the flat where I can keep an eye on you.”

You frowned a little. “Dan… we’ve had one chat. We’re not magically okay again.”

“Oh.” You could tell he was confused, this wasn’t how things usually went for the two of you. Any falling out before was fixed with just a snap of the fingers - but this was different. You both had to work to mend the friendship this time. “…can… do you at least want to have dinner? Me, you, Max and Lando can all have takeout at your hotel; that way you can stay in bed.”

“Sure, I’d like that.”

You still hadn’t asked him what you really wanted to; had he remembered and or been reminded of what Pierre said that fateful night. You wanted to scream out that you loved him, grab his face and kiss him. It was a whole new experience; now that you’d labelled it as love, everything you thought you knew was different… but then again, Max did tell you to talk to him about it.

“Hey Dan-“

“There she is!”

You were cut off as Lando and Max came into the room with some flowers and balloons. You let out a soft laugh. “Oh you two are idiots. Thank you so much.”

“How are you feeling?” Lando asked, perching on the edge of the bed - not missing the way Dan was holding your hand. The Brit was clearly still a little wary of showing you too much affection in front of his teammate since the incident in Italy.

“Shit. We almost had another 1-2… what did Lewis have to say for himself then? That stunt was unacceptable.” You huffed. “Should’ve been disqualified from the race.”

“He actually took full responsibility for it, and said his desperation got the best of him.” Max explained, “there was no doubt in anyone's mind so I don’t think he would’ve gotten away with trying to pass it off as a racing incident. He’s lucky to even finish in the top 10 - people fought like hell to keep him out.”

“We were thinking of just having a takeaway in y/n’s hotel room so she can relax.” Dan spoke up.

“You could always come stay in my flat with me if you want, y/n? I’ve got a spare room and I’m not sure you should be alone.” Max offered.

“No no, don’t be silly.” You would rather not be alone right now but after rejecting Dan’s request it didn’t seem right to accept Max’s. “I’ll be okay by myself.”

“No.” The Australian said. Bringing your attention back to him. “If you’re not going with me, I want you with Max.”

“Oh… you sure?”

“I’d rather you be with me, of course, but…” he sighed softly, playing with your fingers, “I know we’re not in that place yet.”

“Thank you.” You whispered, bringing his hand up and kissing his fingers softly- a small gesture, something you’d done since you were kids, but you could tell it meant a lot to him. “I’ve really missed you.”

“I’ve missed you more, you have no idea.”

“I’m just glad Mum and Dad have made up” Lando chuckled. “Was getting exhausting hearing you two whine about each other.”

“Can we leave now? I don’t want to be here anymore.” You blushed softly. The lights of the room weren’t helping your headache; they were so fluorescent.

“The doctor will need to check you over once more first but I’m sure it’d be fine.”

The medic cleared you to leave after a quick check and before you knew it; you were in Max’s apartment with all of your stuff. You’d been a little wobbly on your feet between the car and the building but Dan’s large hands had found your waist as you stumbled up some steps. You felt the fire rush through your body at his touch and knew your cheeks had gone a bright pink - he’d touched you while sober before but now you were embarrassingly aware of your feelings, it was hard to ignore them.

“What do we fancy?” Max asked, chucking his keys into the bowl by the doorway. “They literally do everything here. Could get a whole steak and lobster dinner if you wanted.”

“That seems a bit much.” You smiled softly, sitting down on the sofa, pulling the comforter off the back of the sofa and over your body. “Chinese?”

“Mhmm, sounds perfect.” Lando hummed, sitting in one of the arm chairs. Max and Dan stood there awkwardly, whoever wasn’t taking the other armchair had to sit next to you and it was clear that neither of them knew if you wanted to sit with Dan or not.

You flipped up the end of the blanket and looked at the Australian, patting the seat beside you. You swore you’d never seen him move so fast; in a blink he was snuggled under the blanket beside you - he kept a small distance between you but you could still feel his warmth. You wanted to reach out and pull him closer; have his arms around you but after rejecting him earlier you weren’t sure if that was a good idea.

Max took all of your orders and decided to take Lando with him to pick it up, leaving you and Dan alone. The tension was thick but he wasn’t gonna let it stay that way.

“How are you feeling, y/n?” He put his hand against your forehead and you lent into it. The back of his rings were cool against your skin. “You’re warm.”

His hand ran down your face and across your cheek. It felt so good to have his skin against yours; you let your eyes meet his, he smiled softly. “I’m okay, Dan, just a bit tired and hungry… I hate that you’re so cute. I want to be mad at you.”

He chuckled softly. “I do have that effect. Look, y/n, I want us to be okay; I know that will take time but I’m willing to do anything.”

“D-Dan…” You so desperately wanted to ask him about Pierre - if he remembered anything at all.

“Is something bothering you?”

“Pierre, I-“

“He tried to kiss you right?” Oh. Didn’t realise he knew about that. “I came to talk to you and I saw the two of you outside his trailer… he lent in to kiss you and you stopped him. Why did you stop him?”

You blushed softly, avoiding his eyes for a moment - Because I wanted to kiss you, Dan. “I didn’t want to give him the wrong idea; I don’t see him that way.”

He nodded cluelessly before opening his arms cautiously; you finally gave in and lent against his body. It felt so right. His tattooed arms wrapped around you as you rested your head against his chest, letting your eyes flutter closed.

His warmth. His smell. His heartbeat. You wanted so badly to tell him how you were feeling; the fact you’d realised that all of the confusing emotions you’d felt to him over the years were in fact love. But you couldn’t ruin this… you finally had him back. Even if it wasn’t in the way you wanted.

“Y/n, don’t fall asleep.” He chuckled softly. “You’ve got your dinner to eat up yet.”

“‘M not sleeping.” You sighed softly, snuggling closer to him. “Just comfy. Missed this.”

He gave you a squeeze and rested his chin on the top of your head. “Me too. You’re the only person I’ve wanted to talk to about all of this… but I’ve just not known the right words.”

You fit so perfectly together; you laid between his tattooed thighs, your head on his chest and his strong arms around your body. It felt crazy that you’d never realised that you were in love with him before when it was so obvious. These emotions weren’t new, they just all made sense now. You could feel the goosebumps forming on your skin as he traced his fingers up and down your arms.

“…they left us alone on purpose didn’t they?” You asked, realising how long Lando and Max had been gone.

He blushed. “I asked them before we got here. I wanted a bit more alone time with you…”

“Lame.” You teased, earning a playful jab in the side. You giggled softly and looked up at him. “Why are you looking at me like that?”

He didn’t answer; instead his hand came up to cup your face again - thumb brushing across the surface of your cheek. You lent into it but held eye contact, desperate to know what he was thinking. It was almost like everything around you stopped at once when you realised he was leaning in. Is he going to kiss me?

“We have Chinese!”

For fucks sake. AGAIN?! Need to put a bloody bell on these two.

His hand fell from your cheek as he smiled at his teammate and best friend - both holding big bags of food after Lando insisted on a feast. “You two look cosy.”

“Mhmm, I am. Almost fell asleep before you two showed up.” You sat up, relishing in the way Dan’s hands stayed on your waist under the blanket. “Let’s eat. Feel like I haven’t for days.”

You stretched your arms above your head as you yawned before turning around to get some food. Dan smiled softly at you, now sitting much closer - your thighs touching as you picked at the buffet of food that you’d ordered.

Things were starting to feel normal again and it was just what you needed. Now you were able to truly focus on what you came to Formula 1 to do, help your team with the championship… but there was still one question that was plaguing your mind…

Was Dan really going to kiss you? Or were you going mad?

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[sabinanotfound]

45 Prompts for Hand-Holding

I stumbled across this post and I had to do it. Enjoy... (also it’s the best experience when you switch to the goth rave mode)

45 prompts (actually 42 since I skipped the 12th and the 13th one because I wasn’t comfortable and the 26th one, because I had 0 ideas) and all are SFW.

Includes; Wilbur Soot, cc!Technoblade, GeorgeNotFound, Nihachu, Karl Jacobs, platonic!Ranboo, Dream, SapNap, Quackity (separately)

Warnings: specified before each prompt <3 credit to @creativepromptsforwriting for the amazing prompts

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1. Tiny hands in big hands (Wilbur Soot x gn!reader)

Wilbur was absentmindedly fiddling with your hand as the bus made its way through the traffic. “Your hands are so tiny,” he said, making you chuckle. You interlocked your fingers with his, leaning your head onto his shoulder.

2. Calloused hands in soft hands (cc!Technoblade x gn!reader) TW || anxiety

“It’s okay, you’re with me now,” you said softly, trying to calm Techno down. You took his calloused hands in yours, letting him relax and fall asleep in your embrace.

3. Cold hands in warm hands (GeorgeNotFound x gn!reader)

“Oh, and we should definitely see this place!” George exclaimed. For the past few hours he was excitedly showing you around London, but there was only one problem; the cold. When you didn’t respond, George turned to you and immediately noticed you shivering. He laughed softly before taking your cold hands in his warm ones. Let’s say, this method of warming up was your favorite.

4. Hands for the perfect ratio to each other for hand-holding (Nihachu x gn!reader)

You and Niki held hands as you sat on the couch watching a movie. You suddenly thought of how nice your hand fit in hers. “Niki, look it’s like our hands were made for each other!” you said and she laughed, pulling you into a sweet kiss.

5. Platonic hand-holding (platonic!Karl Jacobs x gn!reader)

You walked around the city with your best friend, absentmindedly holding each other’s hand and swinging them back and forth just because. Nothing mattered but your friendship and the beautiful views in front of you.

6. Running their thumb over the other’s hand (Wilbur Soot x gn!reader) TW || anxiety

As you entered the party, you regretted coming. There were way too many people for your liking. But this was your best friend’s birthday party and you couldn’t just ditch her like that. Wilbur turned to you and noticed your uncomfortable face. He took your hand in his tracing small circles on it with his thumb, letting you calm down.

7. Dancing with their hands holding onto each other (Dream x gn!reader)

“May I dance with you, my love?” Dream said as he held out his hand to you, smiling. A smile made its way onto your face as you swayed to the slow music, your hand in his.

8. Squeezing hand for comfort and encouragement (platonic!Ranboo x gn!reader)

You looked at Ranboo before making your way to the stage. He gave you a reassuring smile before squeezing your hand one last time and mouthing the words: “You can do this.”

9. Holding hands across the table (SapNap x gn!reader)

A fancy table set up at home due to the virus quickly spreading, candles light up and you two. The perfect date. You took a deep breath before putting a hand on Sapnap’s which was resting on the table. “Sap, I love you so so much. Will you marry me?” he looked at you with nothing but love and happiness in his eyes. “Yes, yes yes,” he said, stretching over the table to give you a kiss.

10. Happily doing everything with one hand even if it means they don’t have to let go (Quackity x gn!reader)

Alex stirred the pot as you chopped onions. Both doing your tasks with one hand. Ask why? Because why let go of your lover's hand when can *almost* do everything with one?

11. Not wanting to lose each other in a big crowd (Nihachu x gn!reader)

The crowd was huge. You knew there were many people who liked the same band as you, but this many people were unexpected. You held onto Niki's hand not to lose her in the huge crowd. "Niki, now I have an excuse to hold your hand at all time." you both laughed, making your way closer to the stage.

14. Grabbing hand to show them something (Wilbur Soot x gn!reader)

The Louvre was a really pretty museum, and you wanted to see everything. "Look, Wil, there's that famous painting I've been wanting to see!" you tugged on his arm as he chucked at your enthusiasm, following you to the painting.

15. Loosely holding onto each other’s hands, laying in one’s lap (GeorgeNotFound x gn!reader)

George laid in your lap as one of your hands loosely held his, and the other played with his hair. This must be what people call peace.

16. Only linking the pinkies together, not ready to let go completely (cc!Technoblade x gn!reader) TW || death, blood, angst

They had found you. Techno was too late and now there you were, laying on the floor and covered in blood. He let out a sob and the only sign of you being alive was your pinkie you had linked with his. And then your chest stopped. You were gone.

17. Holding hands while skating (Dream x gn!reader)

"I'm going to fall!" you shrieked, as Dream just smirked and held your hand tightly. "No, you're not. Look, you're already getting a hang of this!" he encouraged as you straightened your back, a little less afraid.

18. Excitedly grabbing each other’s hands during a concert, jumping up and down together (Karl Jacobs x gn!reader)

"I love this song!" you screamed over the song, as Karl nodded, continuing to bop his head to the music. You jumped up and down as the melody got faster. Your hands were linked and you were sure this was the best concert ever.

19. Playing with each other’s fingers (SapNap x gn!reader)

You sat next to him at his desk, watching as he edited yet another video. One of his hands was in yours while you fiddled with his fingers. He turned to you and pressed a kiss to your forehead. "I love you, baby."

20. Pressing the other’s hand against their cheek (Quackity x gn!reader) TW || sick reader

“How are you feeling mi amor?” Alex asked as he entered your room with a bowl of soup. “I’m feeling better, thanks to you.” you smiled at him as he sat on the bed, checking your fever. You took his hand in yours, pressing it against your cheek. “Thank you for taking care of me, I love you.”

21. Holding hands while one is balancing on a small wall (Nihachu x gn!reader)

You held Niki’s hand as she balanced on the small wall, laughing. Suddenly she slipped on a rock and landed into your arms as the both of you giggled.

22. Grabbing the other’s hand to pull them back from something (Dream x gn!reader)

“BE CAREFUL!” You felt your hand being pulled, just in time as a car flew by. Dream pulled you into his chest, hugging you as your breaths got steadier.

23. Holding hands under the table (Quackity x gn!reader) TW || someone talking shit abt Quackity

“And how’s it going with your uh...career?” Alex’s friend said sarcastically, obviously making fun of him. Alex’s muscles tensed, and you held his hand under the table, giving it a subtle squeeze. He smiled. “Better than yours.” As you two stood up and left.

24. Only realizing it when they have to let go (SapNap x gn!reader)

“Sap, it’s okay, I’m fine now. You don’t have to hold my hand. Thank you so much for the support.” SapNap looked at you, his gaze shy. “What if I don’t want to let go?” it was almost inaudible, but you heard it. You smiled, interlocking your fingers together. That’s a way to confess your feelings.

25. Standing in front of each other, holding both their hands (Wilbur Soot x gn!reader)

“y/n, I’ve been meaning to tell you something,” Wilbur said, holding both of your hands. You looked at him curiously, your brows slightly furrowing. “Will you marry me?” you gasped, immediately smiling. “YES, YES AND YES!” you screamed as Wilbur slid a pretty ring on your finger.

27. Passionate hand-holding (Karl Jacobs x gn!reader)

“Hii.” you said before plopping onto the couch next to Karl. You intertwined your fingers, wanting to never let go as soon as his hand touched yours.

28. Grabbing the other’s hand so they don’t fall (GeorgeNotFound x gn!reader)

“y/n, be careful, there’s a bump there,” George said as he pointed to the part of the road just ahead of you. Seems like he’d said it too late, because the next thing you knew, you were falling down. But thanks to George’s reflexes he held your hand just in time, preventing you from hitting the ground. “Thank you,” you breathed out, pressing a kiss on his cheek.

29. Holding hands while running through the rain (cc!Technoblade x gn!reader)

“I told you this'd be fun!” you said as the both of you ran around in the rain, laughing and holding hands.

30. Brushing against each other, linking fingers together for a second (Dream x gn!reader)

Your breath hitched as Dream’s hand brushed yours lightly, and as your pinkies linked for a second, you started to question if your feelings towards him were really platonic.

31. Grabbing their hand to grab their attention (Quackity x gn!reader)

“Babyyyyy.” you whined as you came into Alex’s room. “You’ve been editing for so long already, you need to get some rest, and also give me cuddles.” Alex chuckled as he turned to you in his chair. “Ten more minutes mi amor.” he said, also missing you a lot. But today you weren’t having it, so you grabbed his hand and tugged on it. He rolled his eyes and chuckled, following you to the couch in the living room.

32. Not really paying attention, both doing something else, but still holding hands (Wilbur Soot x gn!reader)

“Baby?” Wilbur asked and you hummed in response, not tearing your eyes off of your book. Your hand was in Wilbur’s who was scrolling through his phone. “I love you.” you turned to him, smiling. “I love you too, Wil.”

33. Bandaging the other’s hand and not quite letting go (SapNap x gn!reader) TW || a small injury

“You should’ve been more careful.” your best friend complained as he bandaged your hand. You had accidentally broken a cup and a piece of glass had cut your hand. When Sap finished his hand lingered on yours a little longer, making your cheeks lightly heat up.

34. Holding hands while driving (Karl Jacobs x gn!reader)

Karl’s left hand was on the steering wheel and the other one was interlocked with yours. A song was playing as you sang along and enjoyed the little moment.

35. Grabbing the other’s hand to pull them back to them (Nihachu x gn!reader)

The alarm clock beeped loudly, waking the both of you up. “A few more minutes...” you whined, but Niki was already starting to stand up. You caught her hand and lightly pulled her towards you. “Nooo a few more minutes but only with you,” you said as she laughed.

36. Unconsciously searching out each other’s hand while sleeping (GeorgeNotFound x gn!reader)

Your hand unconsciously searched for George’s, as you laid half asleep. Once you did, you interlocked your fingers and drifted off to a peaceful sleep.

37. Not realizing they’re holding hands till someone points it out (Wilbur Soot x gn!reader)

You sat on the couch in your friend’s house as the party became louder and louder every minute. Wilbur was next to you and you mindlessly interlocked your fingers. “I didn’t know you two were together.” one of your friends said, passing by. Your cheeks heated up as you slightly let go of his hand, but not completely.

38. Swinging hands back and forth, skipping like children (Quackity x gn!reader)

You and Alex swung your interlocked hands as you skipped around. In the daylight, when the streets were crowded this was not enjoyable; but at night, hanging out in a park while no one was there to throw you weird glances, it was perfect.

39. Holding hands in a museum to pull them to the next exhibition (Dream x gn!reader)

“Oh look! There’s that famous exhibition!” Dream exclaimed as he tugged on your hand. You followed him, curious about what you were going to see.

40. Letting go when there is an obstacle in their way and immediately grabbing each other’s hand again when they pass it (cc!Technoblade x gn!reader)

“Be careful, there’s a tree.” you let go of his hand for a second and as soon as you passed the tree, you softly took his hand in yours, continuing your walk in the forest.

41. Loosely holding onto each other’s hand (Nihachu x gn!reader)

You and Niki walked around the city, while she excitedly pointed out some important locations. You were loosely holding her hand, fascinated by everything around you.

42. Dragging the other with them, holding their hand (Karl Jacobs x gn!reader)

“Come on baby, you have to go to sleep, you’re overworking yourself.” Karl tried to convince you. You weakly asked for a few more minutes, but Karl took you by the hand and dragged you to bed. You were thankful because if not for him you’d be asleep on your desk in a few minutes.

43. Raising the other’s hand to their lips to kiss it softly (Wilbur Soot x gn!reader)

Your first date had been awesome. Wilbur was a true gentleman. As he opened the door for you to get out of the car, your eyes met. “Thank you for today Wilbur. I loved our date.” You smiled at him and he did so too, gently lifting your hand and pressing a quick kiss on it. “So... maybe you’re up for a second date sometime?” You nodded, not missing his rose-tinted cheeks.

44. Holding hands while jumping down from somewhere together (Dream x gn!reader) TW || cliff diving

"Ready?" Dream asked, giving your hand a subtle squeeze, and after you nodded, you jumped down into the beautiful blue waters, not letting go of Dream's hand.

45. Comparing hand sizes, then linking fingers together (SapNap x gn!reader)

Sapnap hoped that you wouldn't take this as an excuse to hold your hand, but he had to give it a shot. "y/n, let's compare hand sizes." you pressed your palms together, and before you knew it, Sap had linked your fingers together. Not that you minded, though.

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Neighbours {Uno}

Uno x Male Reader

Anime: Nanbaka

Warnings: Uhm, this one might be weirdly written...

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Originally Posted on January 4, 2021

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"Ow! That was really unnecessary!" You yelled at who you know as Supervisor Sugoroku. "It was more than necessary considering you're being a pain." He said locking the cell you were thrown in. You groaned and explored your cell a bit.

Building 13, cell 12, inmate number (#)

(F/N) (L/N)

You sighed as you laid down in the middle of the room, not knowing what to do since you knew you were being watched extra considering this was the third building you've been transferred to. You started out in building 5 with Samon but it quickly turned out that you really liked to slip out of his grasp and run off to building 3.

Kiji didn't mind too much that you got transferred into his building considering you always called him out if his makeup was off or fading. He really appreciated you for that until you offered to do his makeup and make him look like a clown. Or at least more of one than he already was.

Finally you were transferred to building 13. That was where you would be from now on considering Supervisor Sugoroku wouldn't take any of your shit. You were told about the boys in the next cell over but didn't really think it was true until you heard the alarm go off. You scrambled to your feet to see what was going on and saw the four infamous inmates run by. The guy with long pink and blonde braided hair really caught your eye.

"How does someone even get hair that long.." You asked yourself softly. Right as you said that, the supervisor ran by. "I can see why they put me here." You said out loud as you laid out your blanket. It was getting late so you decided to just try and sleep.

Before you drifted off into the only peaceful place in this prison, you heard a faint, "Hajime, you didn't tell us we have a new neighbor!"

~The Next Morning~

You felt something poking your face, thinking it was your cell mate so you just ignored it.

Wait.. I don't have a cell mate anymore.

You shot up and slapped the hand away, becoming defensive and glaring at the person who was poking you. "Jeez man chill! I thought you died in your sleep or something, we've been here for a while now." You noticed it was the blonde from yesterday. Looking around him you saw the other three guys he was running with.

"I have two questions. How the hell did you get in here and why." You more or less stated than asked. "Well, my pal Jyugo here is the key to the world so we slipped out of our cell, as usual, and snuck into yours while you were sleeping!" You tilted your head slightly and raised a brow. "So you're saying hes good a lock picking?" The boy with green hair nodded. "Yup!"

"Now, why are you four in here again?" You said looking around, seeing their numbers. "15, 11, 25, and 69. So you four are the ones that are always trying to escape right?" 11 nodded. "And we came in to see who you were, Hajime didn't tell us we had a new neighbor." "I can understand why he didn't say anything.." You mumbled. "Hey I heard that! It wasn't even my idea." 69 said crossing his arms.

"Yeah, it was all Uno's idea!" 25 said copying 69's pose. "I'm guessing that's you." You said pointing to the mentioned male. "That's him." 15 said. "Anyway, now that you know why we're here, mind introducing yourself?" Uno said sitting next to you and wrapping an arm around your shoulder. You instantly tensed up and tried to push him away but he didn't budge.

"So.. My options are respond to the questions or wait till the Supervisor comes.." You accidentally said out loud. "I mean, pretty much." 15 said. You sighed and said, "(Y/N). I'm a transfer from building 3. Number (#)." 11's eyes widened slightly. "Wait you came from building 3?" You nodded. "I was originally from building 5."

"That's crazy. What did you do to get transferred twice?" 69 asked. "Well I liked to run away from Samon to building 3 so they shoved me there with Kiji." You said shrugging. 11 still hung on your shoulder as you talked, staring at the side of your face. You could feel his eyes watching your mouth move. "In few words, I made Kiji look like a clown. And that's how I got here."

You stood up leaving 11 on the bed behind you. "Mind telling my your names since this is my cell after all?" You said standing by the window. "My name's Nico!" The boy with green hair perked up. "This is Rock, Jyugo, and Uno." He said pointing to each as he said their name. You turned your head to Jyugo and analyzed his face. He looked uncomfortable as you stared him down.

You did the same to the other three. Rock didn't seem fazed by the staring and Nico just smiled brightly at you. Uno on the other hand just smirked at you. "Like what you see?" He asked, the cocky tone in his voice showing clearly. "No." You said straight faced. A look of hurt quickly replaced his smirk.

I love what I see.

You went back over to window and stared out of it. "We should get back before someone comes by." Uno said, sounding hurt by your words but clearly trying to cover it so no one would ask. "Bye (Y/N)!" Nico said as they walked out. "Uno, quit being so pouty." Rock said once they were outside. They said something else but you didn't hear. You yawned and continued to look out the window until one of the guards came by.

"(#), its time to go eat." They said unlocking your cell. You nodded and held out your hands to be cuffed. The bluenette looked at your hands before looking back at you. "Just come on." He said leading you to the cafeteria. Once you entered you looked around and noticed the boys from cell 13 sitting down and eating. You didn't want to bug them so you found a different spot before going to get some food.

After getting your meal of choice, you sat down at the empty table and started to eat. Damn, this is way better than the other buildings.. You thought to yourself as you continued to eat. While you did so, you didn't notice the pair of blue eyes staring at you again. It's a lot calmer here, kinda nice.. You scanned the room and looked at the people who stayed in the same building as you. While your eyes were examining your surroundings you locked eyes with a certain someone you didn't expect to be staring.

The both of you stared at each other before you broke eye contact, a slight blush on your face. Even though you two were a distance away you could see his eyes perfectly. You reached into your pocket and pulled out a gemstone, almost identical to his eye color. You quickly slipped it back into your pocket once you heard footsteps growing closer. "Hey neighbor~" Uno said sitting close to you, close enough your sides were touching.

"What do you want." You said as you continued to eat. "So cold. I was wondering what you just slipped back into your pocket." He said sneakily reaching to grab it out of your pocket while you ate. "Uno don't even try." You said looking over to him. The both of you locked eyes again and he was the one who broke the gaze. "What? I wasn't trying anything!" He said acting as if he did nothing. "Suure.." You said as you started to eat again.

The two of you were quiet for a moment before he spoke up. "Did you really mean what you said earlier?" He asked with his head laying on the table. You looked over to him, surprised by his calm tone. It was silent for a second before you answered. "Yeah, I just think you took it in a different way than I intended." His head tilted slightly as he looked at you from the table top. "What do you mean by that?"

"Think about it. If someone said no to liking something whats the other reason they would say no? And I don't mean because they dislike it." You said while you finish what you had. Uno looked confused as he thought. "I still don't get what you mean." He said looking at you again.

"Do you believe in love at first sight?"

Uno had a shocked yet understanding look on his face. "I'm guessing it finally clicked." You said smirking. "Alright! Back to your cells!" One of the gaurds yelled. You stood up to throw your plate away but Uno stopped you. "I'll be at your cell in a few." You raised a brow and rolled your eyes as he walked off to join the others. You did the same and headed back to your cell.

Once you got back to your cell you went to your bed to sit and read. You chose a random book and started to read. A slight breeze made its way past you, causing you to shiver. Its way colder here. You thought as you continued to read. As you got lost in the sea of words you were pulled out of it when your door opened. Uno and Jyugo were standing there. "Thanks Jyugo!" Uno said walking in. Jyugo just nodded and shut the door behind Uno and walked back to his cell.

You marked your place and set it aside as Uno joined you on the bed. "So what did you come here for?" You asked looking over to him. "I never answered your question!" He said with a smile on his face. "Which one?" You asked tilting your head slightly. "You really forgot? This just happened." He said getting a bit closer. You backed up slightly only for him to keep getting closer. Eventually you ended up against the wall and Uno had you trapped under him.

"What are y--!!" Uno closed the gap between the two of you with a kiss. Your eyes widened slightly as a blush dusted your cheeks. You didn't kiss back due to shock. He pulled away and looked into your eyes, his blue ones showing brightly. "Yes, I do believe in love at first sight." He said kissing you again. You closed your eyes and kissed back. You could feel him smirk against your lips before he pulled away.

You blushed and looked away from him. "I'm gonna get going before I get in trouble." He said getting up and walking over to the door. "See ya later!~" He said walking out.

You glared at the door and rolled your eyes. Reaching into your pocket you felt that the gemstone wasn't there. "You piece of shit!" You yelled going to the door. Uno just laughed and went back into his cell. "Y'know Uno, that looks just like your eyes!" You heard Nico say. "Yeah, it kinda does! No wonder he likes me so much." Uno said just loud enough for you to hear, knowing you were still listening. You groaned and laid down on the bed.

Stupid cute asshole

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