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hopelesslyromanticshark · 2 months

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contents: leo valdez x daughter of poseidon! reader warnings: bad writing (jk...hopefully🥲), language, allusions to sexual themes but nothing too bad in my personal opinion?? author's note: hihi, soooo i've never done this before but i've got ~180 pages of one shots just collecting dust in my docs, so i figured i'd put them out into the world and see what happens !! feel the need to note, i'm dyslexic and also would rather die than proofread so i can promise you that there will be spelling errors but oh well. i'm actually super excited to see how this goes and i guess this means my requests are open?? Mind you, i'm still a new baby to all of this so be kind, pls and thank you!! anyways, enjoy 😌🫶

there was a loud and constant rapping of fists against the poseidon cabin door. it awoke both of the siblings, who were quick to dive under their covers and hope the person would just go away. there was a pause in the knocking before it started again, more insistent and louder. y/n huffed, shooting out from under her blankets, quickly adjusting leo’s shirt to ensure that it covered all of the parts it was supposed to. it was a shirt that had been a stupid gag gift from percy, which read ‘i heart my hot boyfriend.’ the moment leo pulled it out of the wrapping, y/n knew it would become her new sleep shirt. and leo was more than happy to oblige, only getting it back every few weeks when y/n shoved it into his chest, claiming he needed to make it smell like him again.

“the world better be ending,” percy called to y/n and the person at the front door.

“i second that,” y/n told percy before whipping the door open and glaring at will, who still had his hand raised to knock again.

“what? what could you possibly want?” y/n huffed, holding the door open with a raised brow.

“you’ve got a license, right?” questioned will and y/n’s eye twitched. percy started manically laughing in the background, trying to dig further into his bed

“you better be joking,” y/n managed to get out, staring the sunshine boy down.

“look, travis got shot in his foot by an arrow while training and we’ve got to get deliveries out, the infirmary is in desperate need of more bandaids, a few of the little kids birthdays are coming up-”

“okay, okay, breathe, dude. let me get dressed and a little brekky, then i'll take care of it,” cut in y/n, waving the boy off with a small sigh. there goes her plans of spending the day with leo.

“yes! thank you, y/n, truely,” will cheered, smiling brightly.

“yeah, yeah, sing my praises when i get back,” y/n told him before they waved their goodbyes, the daughter of poseidon marching back into the cabin. she glanced over, noticing percy was asleep again before chucking a pillow at him, causing the boy to shoot up and look around in a sleepy haze.

“if i gotta be up, so do you.” “you suck on, like, a major level.”

y/n quickly changed into a pair of carpenter jeans that leo always complimented, murmuring things about her ass into her ear. she then tugged on a navy blue tank top with a ditsy white floral pattern. she swiped her purse and sunglasses off her bedside table before making her way to the dining pavilion, quickly grabbing a breakfast bar and snapping it in half, tossing one half into the fire with a comforting sizzle. she took a bite out of her half before feeling arms wrap around her waist, the girl squealing with a laugh as she felt familiar curls settle against her neck.

“you’re out of dress code, mi amor. gonna have to punish you for that,” he muttered against her collarbone, y/n huffing out a laugh before pushing him off her, looking over her shoulder with a wide smile.

“i’ve got my reasons! travis got hurt, so i’ve got delivery duty today,” y/n informed him, noting the small pout that settled over his lips. she quickly cupped his face, pressing a quick kiss to his lips, “i’m sorry, lee, i know we were supposed to hang out today.”

“who says we can't?” leo prompted, smirking, as y/n could practically hear the cogs in his brain beginning to turn. she squinted at him before he quickly grabbed hold of her wrist and dragged her off and towards chiron, who looked up at the pair with a raised brow.

“hey, i’ve just come to get the keys for the delivery truck? travis shot his foot earlier so he can’t drive,” y/n stated, glancing at leo out of the corner of her eye, but figured he’s got his part of this operation covered. chiron nodded, passing the keys and a list off to y/n before turning to leo with a suspicious look.

“oh! you’ve got delivery duty, y/n? perfect! the forge is, like, depleted. we are in desperate need of probably three yards of sheet metal- ah, no, make that six. oh, we also need fourth of an inch bolts, not a third of an inch like last time. definitely need more screws, those fancy gold ones, nyssa’s picky,” leo started to list, a mischievous twinkle in his eyes as y/n was desperately trying to follow, knowing what he was playing at, but not necessarily needing to act like she was confused. she was definitely confused.

“you should probably start writing this down,” leo added with a wink, watching y/n’s face fall as she started patting her pockets for a pen she knew she wouldn’t need.

“how- how about you go with her, leo? make sure she gets the correct stuff?” chiron offers, having seen the girl’s panic. leo smiled widely, his plan working just like all his other plans.

“yeah, that’d be best, wouldn’t it?”

“now, no funny business, you two. this is a lot of trust i’m putting in you. if you’re not back by 4 pm, don’t come back at all,” chiron threatened, though they both knew they were empty. leo faked a solute while y/n pulled him away, saying her thanks as she went. she dragged leo all the way to cabin 9, following him into his room as he tugged his camp half-blood shirt off. y/n practically drooled at the sight, a blush quickly settling over her as she tried to avert her eyes and pretend like she hadn't been staring. leo shot a smirk over his shoulder as he picked up another shirt, one of the few normal shirts he had, and tugged it on.

“sorry, babe, shows over,” he told her, watching the blush spread with a smirk.

“whatever. you’d cream your pants if i even thought about lifting my shirt up,” y/n huffed back, shoving his shoulder as she spun around and began making her way out of the cabin.

“correct! you know what your bras do to me.” “don’t talk about my bras.” “you know, i thought they’d be made out of seashells the first time.” “no! leo, baby, why would i-” “i don’t know! daughter of poseidon and all, figured it was, like, in the handbook or something,” leo argued as y/n wheezed a laugh, leaning against him for support. he rolled his eyes at her amusement at him, wrapping his arm around her waist as they made their way to the truck. y/n went to open the driver side door but leo quickly shut it again, looking at her like she was crazy.

“leo, i know you like to open my doors and all-” “if you think you’re driving, you’ve lost your mind,” leo told her, rolling his eyes at her as he swiped the keys from her hand.

“i need to tell will to start harassing one of the many other people who have licenses at this camp,” y/n huffed as she clambered into the passenger seat.

“hmm, maybe, but this is the price you pay for being head camp counselor,” leo mused, giving the girl a cheeky smile. y/n groaned, lulling her head back against her seat as she buckled in.

“ugh, stop reminding me i have responsibilities.” “alright, alright. i’ll make it up to you,” leo started, causing y/n to squint at him in suspicion. “how so?” “iced coffees on travis?” he offered, holding up the son of herme’s credit card. y/n’s eyes instantly gained back the glimmer that he loved so much, making the pickpocketing so worth it.

“all is forgiven, my love!” she cheered, leaning across the middle console and tangling her arms around him with repeated kisses to his face. leo laughed, leaning into the affection without a second thought. y/n pulled back before pressing a kiss to his lips, more solid then the ones before. leo leaned even further, chasing after her lips when she pulled away.

then she reached into the glovebox, producing the one phone that chiron allowed near camp. the hephestus cabin tweaked it the best they could, making it nearly monster proof and demigod safe. it worked well enough for deliveries, gps being needed and all. plus, travis and connor managed to get spotify on it, disguising it as some puzzle app that chiron paid no mind to. y/n had to fork over twenty bucks just to be allowed to use it, as she wasn’t willing to drive around without music and the idiots put a password on it. y/n typed in the password - trav&conrule11 - pulling up her playlist as leo started to drive. she then pulled up the gps, checking to see the first place for deliveries and typing in the address of the small diner a few miles away. they liked the strawberries from camp best, feeling like they were supporting a small business when it was anything but. y/n listed the directions out for leo, knowing he’d just tune the robotic voice of the gps out. his fingers drummed across the wheel, his other hand playing with the rings on y/n’s hand, his thumb twisting the promise ring he’d given to her a few months ago, which caused his lips to twitch upward. eventually, they pulled up to the diner, y/n hopping out and moving towards the restaurant, the owner cheering as she greeted the girl, who she knew very well, leo trailing behind.

“y/n!! it’s good to see you, honey! they keep sending those rambunctious boys, we’ve been missing our girl,” the woman, mrs. ferrara, greeted, pulling the girl closer by her cheeks and kissing both of them. she was a short and stubby italian woman, but she held a kindness in her eyes that made her popular with the camp half-blood kids. she loved all of them, most itching for a chance at delivery duty to see the woman who’s become like a grandmother to a lot of them.

“you love those boys,” y/n mused as she passed her the clipboard, which needed a signature. she threw a glance over her shoulder at leo, smiling brightly at him which he returned tenfold.

“yes, but you’re my favorite,” mrs. ferrara replied with a wink, easily signing her name like usual.

“hey!” leo argued, crossing his arms with a frown. mrs. ferrara laughed as she walked around the counter, patting his cheek as she went past.

“much love to you, dear, but my y/n holds a special place in my heart,” the woman continued propping the door open so leo and y/n could easily bring the boxes of strawberries in. well, leo. because the moment y/n went to grab a box, he smacked her hands away and shot her a glare. she rolled her eyes with a huff, going off to hang out with mrs. ferrara who was more than happy to indulge the girl. they left soon after, though not without more kisses to both of their cheeks and breakfast sandwiches shoved into their hands.

“mmm, perks of delivery duty,” leo all but moaned, munching happily on his sandwich, which y/n plucked from his hands so he could turn the truck. “one of the few,” hummed y/n in response, finishing off hers and throwing the tinfoil into her purse to toss out later. she returned leo’s to his outstretched hand as she crossed out mrs. ferrara’s diner on her list, following down to the next stop.

“ugh, we’ve got to go to that stupid stuck up office,” y/n groaned, leaning her head back against the headrest, her lips set in a deep frown. leo looked at her for far too long before returning his gaze to the road, one of his hands leaving the wheel and smoothing over her jean clad knee. “it’ll be quick and i can talk to mr. stuck-up,” leo replied, earning a snort from y/n, a smile slowly growing on her lips before she shot across the middle console, her lips pressing against his cheek.

“my knight in shining armor,” she murmured again his cheek and a blush rose to his ears. “hm, no. don’t like how i looked in the armor at camp,” he smirked back, feeling y/n’s laugh bubble out of her.

after a few directions from y/n, they pulled up outside a bland looking building, the gray brick walls hiding one of those artsy-fartsy office buildings for some small newspaper. they liked to keep a ‘chill work environment,’ the place being filled with ping-pong tables and snacks, which included strawberries from camp. it would probably be fun, if the manager wasn’t so dreadful. y/n basically hid behind leo the whole time, glancing at her watch like they were in a rush while the guy ranted about immigration or whatever racist thing he had to say in that moment. leo’s eye twitched every now and then, but he kept a tight smile on his lips before swiping back the clipboard and slamming the boxes of strawberries down on some pool table. the two scrambled out of there, repeatedly pressing the button for the lobby in the elevator. they practically ran all the way back to the truck, snorts of laughter falling out of their lips as they jumped in.

they did a few more uneventful deliveries before finally reaching the little drive-thru coffee shop, y/n practically buzzing in her seat. typically, people with adhd tend to avoid coffee since it has the opposite effect on them. y/n, with her adhd being slightly less than standard, was an avid coffee drinker. leo couldn’t handle it, he’d be asleep at the wheel in seconds. he tended to stick to sweet tea or lemonade, occasionally an energy drink. the tea reminded him of sticky texas heat, which always brought a soft smile to his lips. leo easily ordered for the two of them, knowing y/n’s order better than his own. he proudly presented the coffee to the girl, who squealed as she took it into her hands.

“thank you, my sweet boy,” she cheered, her lips wrapping around the straw. leo laughed as he pulled away, waving kindly to the worker as he got back on the road.

“anything for you.” “don’t get sappy on me, valdez. gonna make me fall in love or something.”

their next stop was home depot. leo wasn’t completely lying to chiron when he said the forge was depleted, it was actually getting pretty empty in there. y/n took a long sip from her coffee before leaving it in the car and jumping out, going around the car and taking leo’s outstretched hand, wrapping her arms around his one. leo then pulled her closer to his side, pressing a kiss to her head before walking into the store. he knew his way around, almost like it was ingrained in his mind, and y/n liked to imagine that all children of hephaestus were just born with a map of home depot in their head. leo started grabbing things as he went before looking down at his full arms with a sigh, looking over at y/n. “could you-” “i told you we should have grabbed one at the start!” y/n huffed at him, rolling her eyes with a smile.

“i didn’t think we needed this much stuff,” leo called after her as she went to get the cart, the girl waving him off over her shoulder. he stood there inspecting the screws while he waited. leo frowned as he leaned closer to inspect a type of screw, muttering under his breath. after about twenty minutes, he was starting to get worried about y/n before she finally came back into the aisle with a cart. “lee! i had to walk across the whole store and i got lost, like, twice. you cannot leave me in here or i’m never getting out,” y/n laughed as she walked towards him. leo's eyes seemed to get caught on something, his attention being held elsewhere.

“leo? you good?” y/n asked, her brows furrowing at the lack of his joking response. “huh? yeah, yeah, no, i’m good. i’m…i’m great, yeah,” leo replied, finally pulling his eyes away from where the man had been and turning back to y/n, a smile stretching over his lips as he dumped the contents of his arms into the cart.

“you wanna do something fun?” he asked, looking at her out of the corner of his eye in the way he knew she loved. y/n nodded instantly, leo always brought a fun side out of her that no one else did. he shoved the stuff to one side of the cart, pressing his foot against the wheel to keep the cart still, before turning to y/n and holding one of his hands out. y/n took them, still not completely sure what was going on before leo moved his other hand to her hip and helped her into the cart. giggles instantly left y/n’s lips as she sat down in the cart, her leg’s spilling over the side. leo laughed with her, pressing a kiss to her lips before pulling the cart behind him. y/n proudly took stock and organized the cart, always knowing what they had and what they needed.

“hey, no, come on!” a voice shouted, y/n and leo’s head turning from the leather dye in front of them to the angry worker marching towards them.

“you two!” he called again, pointing at leo and y/n. “us?” leo asked, his brows furrowing as he pointed into his own chest. “yeah, you. come on, twelve and under are allowed in the carts. you’re, like, twenty,” the worker huffed, crossing his arms and tapping his feet. “ouch,” y/n muttered, shooting a glare at the man as leo helped her out, his hands firmly against her waist, “do i really look twenty, lee?” “nah,” leo mused, shooting a look at the man. “thank you. have a good evening folks, but if i catch you doing it again, i’ll ban you,” he stated, pointing at the two before marching off. y/n leaned up to leo, who leaned down to her. “do you think he gets more money if he tells a certain number of people off in a day or does he just take his minimum wage job too seriously?” she whispered and leo laughed. “definitely the latter. a fun person does not walk like that,” replied leo, causing y/n to giggle into his side.

finally, y/n managed to drag leo out of the store, though not before paying an arm and a leg. y/n refused to look at the cost, turning away with every beep of the scanner. leo rolled his eyes at her, seeing as neither of them had to foot the bill, but it rather came out of the camp expenses card. they lugged their copious amounts of metal and whatnots that y/n didn’t see the need for, shoving it into the back of the truck where the strawberries had been. y/n then bounced into her seat, rubbing her hands together in excitement as she looked over at leo, who got into his seat with a strange look to the girl beside him.

“off to target, my fine chariot!” she cheered, pointing off into some direction with a laugh. leo shook his head at her, laughing at the pure stupidity.

“yes, m’lady!” he called back in response, getting more joy out of the giggles than he ever thought possible.

y/n led the charge at target, leo basically being dragged behind the girl, his hand firmly shoved into her back pocket, something about not losing her. she rolled her eyes at him but walked slowly enough for him to keep up with her. she stockpiled chocolates, stuffed animals, and little gifts into leo’s arms. each collection was specified to the child, y/n always determined to go above and beyond for the younger kids. she then grabbed a bag of peanut m&m’s and salt and vinegar chips, winking at leo so he’d know those were her special treat to them. they left the store, leo proudly carrying the bags without even giving y/n a chance to grab them.

the drive back to camp was relatively uneventful, y/n just letting the music play as she started signing cards for the kids, leaving specific and heartfelt messages for them. then she’d pass them around camp, letting others leave notes until the paper was overflowing with love and birthday wishes. leo focused, to the best of his ability, on driving though it was all in vain. he’d glance over at y/n, the girl being perfectly framed by the vibrant pink and orange hues of the sun setting and just get lost in it; the sight of her, the heavy feeling of love in his chest, the way she’d wrinkle her nose at him when she caught him staring. he’d return his eyes to the road, a smile gracing his lips as he knew he must’ve done something right with his life, y/n being with him proof enough.

author's note cont. : ahhh! I'm actually so proud of this anyways- if you hate it, ya'll i need you to lie to me because i cannot handle not being perfect actually. anyways, i will admit this was kinda thrown together but i'm still happy with it. wish all of you who made it this far the best of days!!

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cookinguptales · 9 months

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Do you think Nandor is actually dumb enough to think that a bird fucked a mouse and gave birth to a Guillermo lookalike frog? Or was he just looking for an excuse to dig into Guillermo cause he's a salty bitch who misses him.

You know, when I got the notification for this ask, at first all I saw was "do you think Nandor is actually dumb enough" and I just reflexively said "yes" without reading anything more, so there's that.

Genuinely, though, I think that Nandor often lives in a place of very deep denial, and he'll make up whatever he has to so he can keep living there. I do think he's dumb, don't get me wrong. But I think that Nandor often sees gaps but doesn't actually want to fill them. He knows Guillermo's acting weird, he knows Guillermo's never around anymore, he knows people are hiding something from him. But he's not letting himself fully think these things through.

Laszlo doesn't care about Guillermo -> (gap) -> Laszlo is spending all his time with Guillermo.

Nandor sees that gap, but he doesn't want to know the real answer, so he just comes up with one that's quick and easy and kind of stupid, which is that Laszlo is trying to woo Guillermo away from him.

Guillermo isn't around -> (gap) -> I feel lonely.

He sees that gap, but instead of talking to Guillermo about it or doing self-reflection about what his loneliness means, he just fills it with Alexander.

Everything is fine with Guillermo -> (gap) -> Guillermo is avoiding me and won't talk to me.

Again, he notices the gap. But he fills it with "obviously, I must have forgotten Guillermo's birthday." He doesn't even know when Guillermo's birthday is, but he just needs something to fill that gap and he will clutch at increasingly desperate straws to do so.

So that brings us to where we are now, when he is getting increasingly suspicious and frustrated and lonely and kind of scared, but he still can't bring himself to really evaluate what's going on.

Weird frogs that look like Guillermo are flying around -> gap gap gap gap gap.

And he could look at this and think, "holy shit, Laszlo is experimenting on Guillermo." He could look at this and think, "holy shit, something weird and supernatural is going on with Guillermo." He could look at this and think, "hey, do you think Guillermo is seeming awfully vampiric lately?"

But he can't think any of those things because they scare and upset him, so instead he has to fill that huge gap with literally anything else, and if that's gotta be a bird fucking a rat who fucked a frog who looks like Guillermo, well fucking so be it.

And if that idea seems to be suspiciously fueled by a friend doing something shady that he doesn't like (presumably Matthew the bird) and Guillermo not doing what he should be doing, well. Nandor isn't exactly going to examine what his subconscious is telling him there.

He's going to keep ignoring what his brain is slowly, slowly starting to put together in the background of his psyche and come up with literally any other option, no matter how inane it is.

He's good at that.

(But also yeah he's a salty bitch who misses him and wants to make Guillermo feel as bad as he does. 🥲)

#replies #wwdits #wwdits spoilers #wwdits meta

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lcvesjj · 6 months

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No Surprises - Aaron Hotchner x Fem!Reader

Pairing : Aaron Hotchner x Fem!Reader

Summary : This job took so much from you that you decided to quit.

Warnings : angst, sadness, no happy endings, Hotch is kind of a jerk here?, yelling and swearing, break-ups,

A/n : this was supposed to be more angsty but I didn't feel like re-writting it :) and this is a little old so it's not the best (sorry for any mistakes I missed 🥲)

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To say that you were tired was an understatement. You were exhausted. This job was taking far too much from you. It had taken so much from you, to the point where you felt nothing. You were simply empty and you wanted to quit your job so badly. You were exhausted and burned out and all you wanted was to leave and not look back. But you stayed because of your boyfriend Aaron.

That was before it all came crashing down. You had just gotten back to the BAU building and Aaron had avoided looking at you or speaking to you for the whole flight back. He was still mad at you, after you and Derek for running into a building where the unsub was without backup. Which was not the best move but you didn’t want more people to get hurt because of the unsub

“Y/l/n, my office now.” Hotch said in a stern voice, not wanting to make him even more mad. You just dropped your bag next to your desk and walked over to his office. “Close the door.” Was all he said not even glancing up at you. “Look Aaron if you are still-” You didn’t even get to finish your sentence before he stood up and walked over to you with a stern expression on his face. “You disobeyed my direct orders and you put your coworkers in danger by running into that building. Right after I told you to wait for backup. Do you know how badly that could've ended? How am I supposed to not be mad at you? And do not Aaron me. I’m your boss, not your friend. Why do I always have to take care of you?” He yelled at you.

You took a small step back, with tears gathering in your eyes. You just didn’t say anything to him, you just stared at the ground. “Do you understand how stupid of a move that was? You could've gotten yourself killed or worse. You're done for today, Agent Y/l/n. And until I decide what to do with you, I don’t want you here or anywhere near me or Jack.” He raised his voice at you once again.

You could feel that you were about to start crying. In response you just nodded softly and muttered “Understood Sir.” Walking out of his office you quickly ran down the steps and grabbed your go-bag and ran out of the office before your coworkers could see your tears. Emily tried to stop you, but you just walked past her and towards the elevator.

Aaron felt guilty, he shouldn't have yelled at you like that. But he was so mad at you since he didn’t want to lose yet another person he loved. He was tired and overworked, but he knew that isn't an excuse for being a jerk to you.

For you that was it, you had had enough. You were exhausted and humiliated, this job and relationship was taking far too much from you.

So that's when you decided to quit, you've been thinking about quitting for a while, but you never had the guts to do so.

Walking over to your desk, you pulled out the sheet of paper that has been sitting there for a few months and filled it out. You had made up your mind already. There was no going back now.

Thinking about your future you always pictured Aaron and Jack in it, but now you weren’t so sure. Aaron started being distant and he would snap at you a lot, just like he did in the office a few hours ago. You were tired and as much as you loved both Aaron and Jack, you knew staying would make it all worse.

After making a few calls to some friends, one of them offered you a job in Chicago and they also offered for you to live with them. Seeing this as your chance to get away from your current life, you agreed. It was an impulsive decision, but you knew it was probably for the best.

A few days later that friend flew over to help you pack everything you might need. When you finished packing and had everything ready to leave, you asked your friend if they could drive with you to the BAU to hand over your resignation and badge and everything.

Your friend decided to stay in the car, saying that it’s best if you go in alone. Riding the elevator up, you smiled softly. You knew you would miss your team a lot. Especially Emily, JJ & Penelope, since sometimes you would all go out together or have a girls night in, you knew you would miss being able to spend time with them, but you knew it was for the best. Taking a deep breath you walked out of the elevator and through the glass doors.

“Guys look who's here.” Derek yelled getting up and walking over to hug you. “OMG Y/n, I missed you so much!” Penelope exclaimed, running over to pull you into a tight embrace. JJ and Emily also walked over to say hello. “So what brings you here?” Derek asked curiously. “Uh well I’m actually here to hand this over.” You replied showing them the resignation form. Their faces immediately fell seeing it. “W-what? You're leaving us?” Pen asked in shock. “I got a new job offer in Chicago and I decided to take it. This job really took a toll on me so I decided to quit.” You smiled sadly at them.

Hearing his office door open, didn’t even look up. You just looked at your coworkers and seeing their sad expressions made you tear up. Derek pulled you into a big and warm hug, whispering into your ear he said “I’m gonna miss you so much. I’m only a phone call away in case anything happens or I need to kick someone's ass alright? And stay safe for me.” He smiled sadly, kissing the side of your forehead softly.

Derek was like the older brother you never had. Always making sure you were alright and if you were having a bad day he would try and make you laugh with his silly jokes. JJ, Emily and Penenlope also hugged you saying that they would miss you a lot and making you promise that soon you’d come and see them so you could all have a girls night together.

“Y/n, what are you doing here?” Aaron asked in confusion, he wanted to call you and apologise for everything but he never had the guts to do it. “I’m just here to give in my resignation and my badge Sir. So you no longer have to bother looking after me.” You replied coldly. Handing him the paper he looked shocked and confused. “Y/n-” He started, but you cut him off saying. “I already have found a new job and I’m moving so don’t even bother with it. Oh and this whole relationship is over. Since as you said you don’t want me near you or Jack, so I’m just respecting your decision.” “That’s not what I meant Y/n, you know that. I was just mad.” He said softly looking at you trying to read your expression. “Just because you are mad doesn’t mean you have the right to take out your anger on someone.” You said coldly, handing him your badge before walking out of the BAU once and for all.

Taking one last glance at the building you got into the car, driving away ready to start your new life.

#aaron hotchner x reader #aaron hotchner #criminal minds x reader #criminal minds #criminal minds imagine

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not-goldy · 3 months

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Hi - what are your thoughts on Jimin's letter? I'm aware I'm projecting, but it reads to me like he's doing the classic behaviour of "hiding in plain site" with regards to the information he's shared, in many areas.

When I'm struggling with my mental health, I'll be honest about how I'm feeling, but in a way that - if you don't read between the lines - could read casual or light-hearted. That's the vibe I got from Jimin's letter. "Laughter through pain", if you will.

It reads to me that he's doing his very best (as expected) but is nonetheless struggling in that environment.

I'm incredibly glad that JK is with him and that he is getting the support we've seen JK give him so many times over the years. Glued together, indeed.

Tbh, reading that letter made me want to give Jimin a hug.

😔😔😔😔😔😔😔😔😔😔😔😔😔😔😔

This hurts more than I care to admit

You are not wrong though.

But I think he's saving his experiences for later when he's out. He's gonna tell us all about it when it's over. For now he's gonna have to stay strong for us him and Kook. If he tells us how much that place is affecting him we might storm the place and break him out damn all repercussions.

He's not throwing tea parties in there. And for all those fake stans who cook up narratives straight out of their ass and would rather stretch their brains because they can't admit when they are wrong- I hope they feel stupid now that Jimin himself is admitting how Jungkook's companionship is what is getting him through it.

The nerve of them to ask, "what is Jungkook going to do for him he is strong and independent"

Uhmmm how about his SOURCE OF STRENGTH??? And the only reason he isn't going insane in there??

I love that he wrote to us.

Jimin is definitely the kind to expect you to read between the nice he doesn't like to create unnecessary drama. when he was in the group he did the same a lot which is why I called him Mr kumbaya, hakuna Matata everything's great while he slowly bleeds inside 🥲

I hope in his next letter he gives us a much needed virtual hug🥺💜

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goopyedgay · 2 months

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I feel sentimental I'm sorry but–

You don't know how happy these stupid guys make me, I don't know why, simply seeing them causes me immense joy in any circumstance, in any medium, they make me smile at my worst moment.

It's funny because when I read Hell Park for the first time I completely ignored them, and my favorite character was Tweek (which is why he is the protagonist of my AU Coven Park), but for some reason when I read Hell Park again, their dynamic caught my attention and I loved them.

Gregory and Estella inspired me immensely, even daring to make my own AU just because of them, what for me was a way to avoid problems and harassment became something ambitious that I am currently working on and trying to give my all.

and not only that, they also inspired me to create my ocs and an equally ambitious story that I have in mind, in case anyone was wondering, these are the ocs that I mainly based on Gregory and Estella to create them lol

And all that thanks to two stupid characters from a canceled South Park AU, honestly, I don't know how I would be if I hadn't met them, it's impossible for me to imagine knowing that they have influenced my life from the end of 2021 until today, this was one of my first drawings 🥲

I know that the issue of the Gregstella ship is somewhat dense, although I don't classify it as "problematic" because I consider that it doesn't even reach that sick level that they want to label it so much. And I know that I am perhaps the most directly responsible for having popularized the ship, and I apologize for that, it was not my intention to attract weird people, because yes, I have seen that quite questionable people have come to like the ship, or at least less so on this side of the pond, but I refrain from interacting with them because I simply don't want to and I have seen very unpleasant things coming from those people.

I would be lying if I said that I no longer like hp gregstella, I think it is something inevitable, even knowing that it is wrong, it is something that I cannot help, but nevertheless, I no longer urge people to ship them, but I also do not harass those who they do it. I think people can do whatever they want as long as it doesn't cross the boundaries of what is considered healthy. So yeah, I still kinda like hp gregstella, but I doubt I'll make content of them in the future, maybe I never will (and I never actually did, other than edits), maybe I'll start drawing them again more frequently since the annoying comments stopped, but I will never make hp gregstella content, but if I do one day, at least you will see it coming i guess 🤧

To the point I no longer care what people think of me, nor do I care to be in the Hell Park fandom, but I am aware that a large part of the fandom likes my art and inevitably I am part of it, so it also makes me happy that people appreciate my drawings despite everything, I love you, especially to the gregstella shippers who follow me and who I talk to (who are mostly lesbians just like me, a little ironic lol) 😭💕

I just want to do what makes me happy, and if people are bothered by what makes me happy, you can just block me, no hard feelings. I will continue drawing my silly couple, because it is the closest thing I will experience to love, being aromantic, I like to write couples with interesting dynamics, but being part of one? No thank you 😦

I finish with this little animation I made of Gregory and Estella from Coven park, for whoever took the time to read this, thank u and gn

#I wasn't supposed to put hashtags but okay #gregstella #coven park #gregory of yardale #estella havisham

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missstratford · 8 months

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Queen of my heart

A/n: this fic came to my head in the middle of the night lol. And I'm aware that i have a draco fic going on as well 😅😅but I'm unhinged so whatever. 🥲🥲. Also I'm gonna pretend the lil bitch Peter doesn't exists and my babies are away from toxic ppl. 😌😌

Summary: when James begins playing a game of dares with his friends, his task is to make someone fall for him. What happens when this person turns out to be you, who loathes his very existence. This time the line between game and love begin to blur.

Warnings: none, (but spicy times might be up in the next chaps😋)

Chapter 2

chapter 1:

Your quill scratched desperately against the parchment, filling it with the transfiguration essay due the next day. Your flow was interrupted by obnoxious laughter, for the tenth time. Gritting your teeth, your head snapped in the direction of noise. "They'll probably leave in a couple of minutes.” Andromeda's calm voice did little to settle you. " They've been at it for the last hour An, it's a library for Merlin's sake, how stupi-" Your ranting was cut short by another bout of raucous. That's it. You stood, chair creaking loudly as you did, earning looks from students around you. Before Andromeda could stop you, you strut around the shelves making your way to the gang of boys. Ah Griffyndors, you thought as you spotted the trio. "So Moony said -" You tapped the lad on his shoulders making them turn to you. "Yes?" This one wore glasses, looking confused at your presence. "Can i sit too?" You asked, a sarcastic smile playing on your lips. "What?” the black haired boy pushes his glasses up his nose, forehead scrunching in deeper confusion. " I mean you all seem to be having a lovely picnic so i thought I'd join." You explained, motioning to his two friends. "This is not a picnic. We are in the library. I thought slytherins were dumb but i never thought they were this dumb." His friend spoke. This one, you noticed, had longer hair and an unruly demeanor. Sirius Black, andromeda's relative, you quickly recognized. "Well now that we've established that we are indeed in a library, how about you loathsome pests act like it then?" Your smile dropped, lips thinning into a line. "I'm sorry wha-" Interrupting the boy with glasses you spoke, "Me along with 15 other students have been trying and failing to study thanks to your stupid laughing charade here. So you three better shut it before I call on Madam Pince Or better, I hex you myself." You ended menacingly. "Do you even know who we are?" The same boy from before said, coming to stand in front for you. It took your everything to not whip out your wand. "I honestly don't care even if you happened to be Merlin himself. So take my suggestion and leave." You clenched your jaw, swiftly turning back to your table. "Well she's terrible" She's a Slytherin!” "let's just leave please" You heard them whisper shout as you got back to your seat. "Did you kill them? Do i need to help you hide them?" Andromeda grinned as you picked up your quill. "I let them survive this time." You laughed.

Back in the gryffindor dorm, the marauders along with their friends sat in a circle. "Prongs turn on the damn lights mate" Sirius shouted, his arms going around remus trying to swat James' head. "Padfoot no-ouch- I'm creating the atmosphere mate, please just go with it" James rubbed his head. "Why are we even sitting like this?” Remus asked, eyeing the rest of the boys. "Well," Frank Longbottom smiled, rubbing his palms together, "we've decided to play a little game, just to spice up our fifth year." "My life is spiced up plenty already so, night lads." Sirius began standing up but was pulled down by Avery, "me, frank and adrian have already began playing and it's quite fun to be honest." "Can someone just explain what it is?” Remus interjected, to which Frank flourished a parchment filled with a list. " This is a list of dares which each one of us needs to complete in turns. Points get added to every name based on the success rate of the task. " Frank says, point at the corner of the parchment with names in columns. "And what's the prize? You know, for the one with the highest points in the end." James asks, looking intently at the list. "Generous compensation" Avery grins, "the winner gets to demand anything from the remaining boys for 3 months" He finishes. "How is that of any help?" Remus quizzes. "If you win, you could make sirius do your laundry for 3 months" Frank earns a hit from sirius. "Yeah or make avery do your homework" Adrian adds, laughing. "As much enticing as this sounds, count me out of it" Remus says, as he hears all of them groan in annoyance. "But we are in" James says eagerly as sirius nods. "Alright then boys, first up James." A sinister smile plays on avery's lips.

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msookyspooky · 8 months

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Fours a Franchise

Part 10

wordcount: 6,437

(Sorry for the very lengthy wait I had horrible writers block and kinda didn't want to write this 🥲 TW: Massive angst ahead and traumatic situations)

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Just like that…Just like that, your worst fear came to life. The entire reason why you didn't tell anyone just happened right before your very eyes and there wasn't a single thing you could do about it. Billy and Stu were gone and you were alone in the dark near that dimly lit barn. Randy ran off and never wants to see you again and everything was utterly fucked.

You didn't care at this point if Gale won a court case and took you to trial again or if everyone thought you really were what Stab made you out to be… Prison for possibly being an accomplice to murder or God knows what else they could throw at you wasn't even on your mind as much as it should be.

All you could think of was how the very few people you had left in this world would hate you. How you betrayed Randy even if you were only trying to save him and how he would never be able to trust you again. How Dewey would feel about this betrayal of hiding his sister's murderers or whatever family you had and what they would think. But right now? Randy stung the most because not only were you losing a good friend you've had through thick and thin for 10 years and on and off for 15…You were losing two 6 year olds that you loved. They were the closest thing to kids you had. And their mother, a woman that may not be your best friend, but you liked Karla. She was a friend in your eyes…And you just lost them all by one stupid mistake. One or two tiny mistakes that unraveled everything you tried so hard to hide…One dumb choice that revealed two major dumb decisions you've made; Billy and Stu.

You were so tired. You wanted to just curl up in bed and sob your eyes out…Even if Stu and Billy stuck up for you; you didn't have them either. Billy barely tolerated you and it was kind of vice versa with how much bad blood you both had…And Stu?

Stu was there for you a decade ago in his own fucked up way. He cared which was rare for someone like him and you tossed him away. You didn't feel you had a choice! He made so many threats and mistakes that could harm you or your friends in Hollywood. You figured it was best to cut ties! No more guilt, no more shame, no more secrets. Cut ties and pray you never see each other again…But after tonight…You really wish you could curl up into his lap right now and sob your eyes out like he would have gladly done for you a decade ago. Now? Not only were the stakes too high but a decade of you not reaching out stung enough that he moved on…

You were alone. You had nobody and no shoulder to cry on. Your lower lip wobbled as you sniffed hard to try not to cry.

Randy wanted nothing to do with you…Billy and Stu looked at you as a thorn in their side. You were sure of it and things were too awkward now anyways…Gale was selfish as ever…Dewey changed to the point you couldn't fully trust him…You didn't even know if you could go back to Randy's house for your things. If he'd be willing to talk, even if it was him screaming at you, it was better than this.

You could only take a few moments to cry; looking up at the sky for a moment to contemplate what to do. Vision blurry with tears.

Then you jerked when someone touched your arm.

"Hey, there you are I can't find…" Kirby's face fell. "Oh… Are you alright?"

You quickly nodded and turned away, wiping your tears knowing it's not the place nor time. In fact, time was of the essence now. Something she said made you pause before you turned back around to look at her. "Wait…Can't find who?" You sniffled out a bit trying to even your tone.

"Randy. I thought he was with you? He told me to wait in the main barn but he never came back and they already killed the opening girl in the movie…Ya know, Stab on the big screen."

You stared. "He was with me out here but…" You shook your head, mind racing. You thought he would've gotten back to Kirby. You had a sinking feeling at that as you told her. "Let's go back in and see if he's there, alright?"

Kirby nodded and followed you.

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Randy felt that burning in his eyes and a lump in his throat as he tried not to cry. He had to hold it together, damn it! You were the one that did this! You were the one that lied and betrayed everyone!...And with…Them. With those bastards…The fact it was the people that killed your best friends, the guys that shot him, that killed his first love even if it was one sided, that ruined your life and made all of your lives a living hell. It just felt beyond unforgivable.

He stalked to the barn having every intention of telling Kirby to get in the car. To tell her to go drag you back to the car that you all were leaving but…He faltered when he looked at the barn and felt like he could break down any moment. Seeing the crowd of Ghostface's and loud kids. Everything screamed at him that he had to leave…He faltered before marching purposely to his car before he accidentally ran into…Judy.

Judy looked at him. "Mr. Meeks? Everything alright? Where's YN?"

He faltered, "Officer Hicks?...W-What are you doing here?"

"Tracking you and YN while you both were sneaking off without a police escort…Now, where is Miss YN?"

Randy's face soured at just the mention of your name. "...Don't know." He went to walk off and she ordered him to stay put before turning around and lecturing kids on drinking. The second she did, he stalked away mumbling. "Yeah right. Like Hell I'm staying here."

He got to his car and looked under it, in the backseat, got in and went through the rules in his head. Breathing out to try and calm himself. "Under the car…Backseat…Rearview mirrors…Lock doors…"

He felt a huge wave of guilt for a moment at leaving you before sneering to himself. "Stop being soft, Randy…Let Billy and Stu help her. They have all these fucking years." He grumbled to himself as his throat had a lump in it and his eyes burned.

He started his car and went to leave.

Randy didn't even make it halfway as all these angry emotions fueled him and he felt ready to just scream or wail or both. He felt like he never even knew you…His jaw clenched as he got out his phone and while driving down the long gravel driveway…He stared long and hard, almost calling you to rip your ass or tell you to get a ride with Kirby and get your shit and get out of his life. But God, the idea of hearing your voice made him sick.

Not right now. He was too damn hurt and angry.

So…After staring at his starred favorite numbers in his contact list…He clicked on the one below yours…Dewey.

It rang a few times and he felt some righteous anger fuel him. You deserve this. Dewey deserves to know. He deserves to know how much you betrayed them and if he were to take legal action; you brought it on yourself.

As soon as Dewey picked up, Randy rushed out erratically with a crackle to his voice with unshed tears. "You were right…You were fucking right, Dew! T-Those guys…" He cut himself off with a shaky breath and clenched teeth.

Dewey was on the other line. "Randy? Randy, what do you mean? Where are you?"

"The barn on Dilton Road. It's YN! Goddamn it, Dewey…YN…" He faltered again, just unable to get it out as he cursed under his breath.

"What?...YN?...Guys?…You mean our talk earlier? Did you see them? Who are they? Tell me and I can try to ID them and-" Dewey rambled off like the airhead he was and Randy's entire face scrunched up as he just… Hung up.

He couldn't fight the tears now as he hung up and sat his phone down…He couldn't do it. He couldn't turn you in. He couldn't tell Dewey. He just couldn't fucking do it.

He had his foot on the brake at the end of the driveway…He knew he shouldn't park there which was why he had it in drive and just braked it; ready to slam on the gas at a moment's notice if someone tried something.

…But he just…His lip trembled and he felt nothing but pain in his chest. You were his best friend, you were bonded together through the trauma as survivors, you were his kids' Godmother…At one point, he loved you in his own way…He could admit that to himself a bit. He fell in love with you or at least he thought he did till you both were together for a hot minute and he saw the whole time that you were…Distracted. Now he knew why and knowing it was Billy fucking Loomis on your brain just rubbed salt into the wound. As if him having Sidney wasn't bad enough, he had you too?! He actually did still love you but in a platonic way. He loved you like a sister. Karla was the love of his life and replaced any feeling he had for Sid or you the second he met her. It was something he thought would never happen but Karla did that. He loved you just in a sisterly way now…He might've even been closer to you than his own sister Martha…

…Just for you to do this to him? To hide something so astronomically fucked up? To lie to his face all those years? How many times were you sneaking Stu out of your back door? How many times was he there and Randy had no idea and could've died? Were you even telling the damn truth?! He had no idea and never would and that's what hurt so damn much. He couldn't trust you now.

He was trying so damn hard to reason your side of it but the pain of knowing you lied for more than 13 years and hid their identity from everyone including him stung too badly right now…Stu was at your cabin! Billy and Stu were in your fucking motel! He was only taking your word for it that you all weren't a couple or in cahoots together; he felt like he never knew you at all!

He released a frustrated yell in his car as the pain in his heart felt worse than the bullet wound he got 15 years ago. Worse than nearly dying from Mrs. Loomis 13 years ago…He was fucking devastated. Tears flowed freely as he quietly sobbed a moment before furiously shaking his head with a sniff.

His voice was heavy and stuffy from crying. "NO!... No, I got kids and a wife…Fuck it! She's working with them? She can hitch a fucking ride too…I can't even worry about Kirby I just gotta get the fuck outta town and take a risk going to my family and fuck this shit!"

He went to put pressure on the gas but froze when his phone rang. He frowned seeing it wasn't Dewey but an unknown number…It was you using Kirby phone for whatever reason, he just knew it. Probably a manipulation tactic just to talk to him. He hung it up…Then… It rang again.

He rolled his eyes and jerked the phone to his ear. "WHAT?! YN, I'm not fucking talking to you right now! I'm so hurt and furious and-"

"Ooh…Trouble in the group… Randy?"

Randy's face fell, the tears in his blue eyes feeling like they dried in an instant as he heard that voice…That damned voice…It sent a chill down his spine as he looked around; hand instinctively on the wheel as he looked around the darkness outside his car.

"Friendships don't last forever. Sometimes, friends need to be…Cut…Off."

He sneered as his stomach sank. "...We're really doing this right now? It's been a decade, don't you think it's time to hang it up here? I mean, Roman Bridger and Neil Prescott…You can't get more twisted than that. Pack it up and take the loss, newbie. "

"Oh but Randy. They weren't me. They were too old school wanting revenge as a motive. Mine is more modern." The voice practically purred out sadistically.

Randy rolled his eyes. "What? Fame? Money? Damn, at least Stu did it just because he liked it. You amateur edgey wannabes-"

"Shut up or I'm gonna take that little bitch YN apart bit by bit and scatter her in your fucking front yard!" The voice angrily snapped as Randy froze. "Yeah…That's what I thought."

He huffed before swallowing hard. "You're full of shit."

"Am I?...Hate to call your bluff and you live with that on your conscience. Poor YN…She looks sad and scared. She's gonna die painfully, slowly, remembering that her friend hated her guts."

He heard his phone pin, looking at it with the killer on a video call as his blood ran cold. He didn't see a killer…He saw you and Kirby walking, and unbeknownst to you both, the killer was a mere few feet away following you.

"YN! YN BEHIND YOU-"

"She can't hear you, Randy…Why not just watch the show as I slice her into bits? The final girl finally dies as the side character no one cares about. What a great twist." The voice chuckled darkly.

Randy panicked. "Don't!!"

They hung up.

He almost instinctively got out of the car but quickly got a hold of himself…He wasn't leaving you. He knew they were baiting but he couldn't leave you. He put on a determined face and backed up faster than he should. Determined to get to you and Kirby. It was hard to see with only his tail lights in the dark before his heart dropped to his gut when he saw someone standing in the road and he didn't brake in time…Backing into them and over them. His car thumped as it hit someone.

Randy slammed on the brakes.

He sat there a moment in shock ... His face terrified…Did he just?...Oh God no…Oh Jesus no…What if he just ran over a teen in a mask drinking out here?...But what if he ran over the killer?...Either way…Dear God, he ran into someone!

He sat there for a moment. His breathing was labored. His palms were sweaty and he had wide mortified eyes.

He almost got out but shook his head. "That's stupid. Don't be stupid." He breathlessly mumbled to himself as his hands shook. He put the car in drive and drove in a sharp u turn so his headlights were on the figure. Slowly creeping to a halt to get a better look. Turning his high beams on to see…A mannequin. A mannequin with a ghostface mask on as its head was showing a blank white face and the mask was almost off its head. It was a goddamn prop and that meant the killer was out here. Somewhere. Watching him.

Randy shook his head but laughed triumphantly as he drove around it back to the party. "Ha! You thought I'd fall for that?! Fuck you! Fuuucckkk you you goddamn weak ass freak!" Randy exclaimed to himself in his car as he drove. This wasn't his first rodeo and even if they weren't out of the woods. This felt like a giant 'Fuck you!' to the killers' face that they're amateur plan didn't work.

Randy tried getting ahold of his nerves, that tiny win was subdued as he realized…The killer really was here. He had to get you out of here. Anger be damned, he could give you the cold shoulder the whole way, but he still cared and you couldn't die. You just couldn't.

He recited the rules to himself as he drove. "Rule one: Never say 'who's there?'. Rule two: Everybody's a suspect. Rule three: The killer always has a reason. Rule four: you can never have sex…Damn, ships done sailed."

He swallowed and parked the car under an old pole light that still had that orange tint they used to have back in the day. Electricity was still being paid on even if the owner didn't live there. There was still farm equipment there in use.

He looked around but left his car. Shakily moving away with that mace you gave him in hand. "Rule five: you can never drink or do drugs…Rule..Rule six: Never say 'I'll be right back'...Because you won't be back…"

He thought of franchise rules. "Rule one, kills are always more dramatic. Gorey and-" He gagged into a silent scream at the impact of something hitting him. No…Stabbing through him.

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Randy faltered as his adrenaline was up but…. A searing pain hit him as he gagged and choked. He couldn't catch a breath and when he did it was a pained gasp for air. It hurt so much. He couldn't scream. Just staggered a few more feet before dropping to his knees in the grass…No one around as they were all in the main barn watching the movie.

Randy released a cry finally, a groaning pained cry as he reached up to feel what hit him. What made moving feel impossible as he felt warm blood slowly trickling down his back…An arrow. A slim metal arrow that went deep into the back of his left shoulder almost through his collarbone at an angle.

He was in shock but tried to get up and keep going. He forced it out of his lungs as he staggered as fast as he could. "H-H-Help! H-Help!!" He tried to wail out in a crackling voice. His body was in shock and the pain made it hard to speak before he yelped out again. A crossbow arrow missing and hitting the dirt next to his feet. He stumbled and got behind the wooden pole.

He was too far from the barn and no one could hear him. He didn't dare even get the arrow out for fear of bleeding to death. He was being hunted like an animal right now…Against all the rules he followed it's like they didn't matter. Instead, he looked at his car and tried to go back. Running as his body could manage. If he couldn't get to the barn then he was getting in his car and going to a hospital.

He went to rush to his car when a sharp ungodly pain penetrated his side as soon as he reached it…A gagging type of gasp escaped his lips as the heat flooded his nerve endings.

He saw the mask, the robe, the knife caked in his blood still in his side before they slowly dragged it out with a tilt of their head. Randy released a strangled cry as that sharp blade slowly dragged over god knows what internal organs and seared pain through his skin.

The second the blade was mostly out; He grabbed the killer out of instinct and body slammed them against the car. His pain was there but his adrenaline was too high to focus on it. This Ghostface is shorter than he was…Robbie, Charlie, Judy, Kirby, Jill, the mom that attacked you the other day! His mind was racing at who this was as he knew he had to fight for his life now.

As soon as he slammed them off of him and onto the car; they jerked the arrow out of him. He yelled in pain as hot blood gushed out and he instinctively grabbed the area…A feeling he hadn't felt in 13 years since he was at Windsor in that van with Billy's Mother. It knocked the wind out of him, it burned both icy and hot all at once as he dropped the mace from the pain. They went to stab him and they missed as he was desperately lunging at the ground for the mace.

The killer went to stab overhead as he quickly twisted on the ground and he sprayed it through the mesh eye holes of the mask.

He heard a growling groan in a medium pitched voice; he couldn't tell if they were male or female. He didn't care right now! He had to get to the car, get to the phone, get to a hospital! He was going to bleed to death.

He kicked them away and scrambled to the car while clutching his dripping stomach only because it hurt the worst even if that arrow wound could be what makes him lose the most blood. Groaning and gasping with each movement at the horrible pain as he rushed for his life. That feeling of his own hot blood on his fingers…He had hoped he'd never feel it again.

He almost got in the car…Almost made it… when he felt a stab on his back…He couldn't even scream from the pain as a strangled gasp came out before his body fell…It was…He couldn't move, couldn't get up…It hurt so bad! He didn't know if they severed his spinal cord or hit a nerve or the pain was just that bad…

Randy's life flashed before his eyes as the masked figure loomed over top of him. All these images in his mind. His childhood in Woodsboro, him and Martha as kids, his teens and crushing on Sidney while being the dork in town, you moving in and all the fun memories the group had prior, the most traumatic night of his life, him blaming you for Sidney's death and cutting you off, his first time, college, his first girlfriend, all the Ghostface attacks and all of the fun he had with you and Dewey, meeting Karla, their first time kissing and making love and marrying…And Chad and Mindy being born.

That last thought had him crying openingly. He had tears in his eyes as a croaking whisper sounded from him. He begged for his life. "P-Please! Don't do this…My kids need me, don't do this-" He silently sobbed while trying to backpedal or move or something if his body would allow it.

He was able to start backpedaling. He almost got to the car door.

The killer tilted their head almost…Taunting him. Like he actually had a chance. Before he released a gargled scream as the knife plunged into his chest. Over and over again.

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You gazed at the sea of Ghostface masks, heard the kids reciting Stab word for word, smelled hay and booze mixed together, felt heat radiating off of so many people in a small space. You instantly felt closed in and wanted to get out…But you couldn't. Not yet.

You moved past people, breaking through the crowd calling Randy's name. A few kids shhed you and you scoffed but ignored them.

One was particularly pissy and Kirby turned to them with a mocking smile and muttered. "Spoiler; Billy and Stu are the killers. The end. Fuck off."

They groaned and cussed you out but you ignored them more. Your eyes scanned the Ghostface masks illuminated by the red party lights…It felt dizzying as you desperately tried to look for Randy's face.

Kirby told you. "I didn't think I saw his car when we came in here. You wanna ride with me? I'm going back to my place and Jill said she might swing by with the boys."

You were distracted. Hurt that Randy ditched you…You knew he was upset and didn't trust you weren't the killer but you didn't think he'd outright leave you alone during act 3 like this…Then again, maybe you did but it stung all the same. Your shoulders sagged as you solemnly nodded. "Y-Yeah…I'd appreciate a lift."

You both walked out and your heart sank as Kirby was right…You didn't see his car…He left you.

Kirby scrunched her face and pointed. "Wait...Hey…Isn't that Randy's car?"

You looked over at his car now parked in a different spot 20 feet away under the pole light…Practically touching it like he was in a hurry to park it.

You felt this dreadful feeling. Something wasn't right.

Kirby shrugged. "Maybe he just wanted to be under the light more? Ya know, murders and all."

You knew that was true but you still had a bad feeling. "Stay here." You told her as you walked near the car. You didn't get 5 feet from it when you saw dark liquid in the grass that without the faint orange hue of the polelight you would've stepped right over. You bent down…And touched it shakily. You knew what it was, you felt a sickness overtake you but you still had to check. You brought your hand back up and saw the red on your fingertips. Still wet, still semi warm, and that metallic scent was undeniable. This was blood and god forbid…You now saw smears on the car too. There was a struggle.

'God no. Please don't be him.'

You quickly jumped up and yelled at Kirby. "Call 911! Right now! Get in the barn!"

"Why?!" She demanded until you showed your blood smeared hand that touched the grass.

Her face dropped. "Jesus Christ."

She went to do that when some kid yelled frantically. "Hey! Come on! It's this way!"

You rushed over to Kirby, pulling her out of the way as a horde of teens rushed out of the barn. Rushing towards the area you and Billy and Stu talked at. You had a hold of Kirby's shoulder as you both gave each other odd looks but followed.

Your heart thumped in your ears and your breathing quickened with each step as fear slowly gripped you more and more with each second. You expected a warning from the killer or some teen dead…Why did you all have to come here?

Kirby went up ahead of you as you stopped and called 911 on your phone. Even if you were the 20th call for this exact reason, you couldn't take that chance. Even a prank you couldn't disregard, and right now, this didn't feel like a prank.

You saw more kids rush past you and right when you went to follow to look at what it was. Kirby rushed to you, blocking the path with all the color drained from her face.

Kirby begged you, grabbing your arm. "N-No, no, no YN. Don't." She choked out, tears in her eyes.

You raced forward, trying to see what she was so scared of…And…You saw a human corpse hung by a rope with the barn doors wide open. Dangling 10 feet in the air.

…

You stared in so much shock…So much…Shock.

It was like a nightmare…It wasn't real…It wasn't fucking real.

There hanging from the rafters of the barn…Was a corpse that was clearly real…You saw the guts hanging a few feet below them.

You rushed closer and clamped your hands over your mouth as a terror striken scream erupted from you. It was like you couldn't even control your own body responses now.

You stared with wide eyed horror at what you saw…As the corpse slowly spun on the rope around his neck…And…When you saw the face. Your knees buckled. You stopped breathing. You stopped thinking. Every horrible emotion you could think of charged through you at seeing Randy Meeks hanging by a rope…Gutted…Stabbed…His eyes wide open and dead. His skin pale white almost blue from blood lose.

You just froze before you felt your breathing become just you hyperventilating. You felt like you should scream again. Scream like those women do in horror movies, some ungodly shriek to the top of your lungs. You felt like you should pass out. You felt like you should faint…But you just froze there hyperventilating as tears sprang to your eyes. You felt a pair of arms hold you close, pulling you to their chest. "Don't look! Please God, YN…Don't look." You heard Dewey choke out as he came onto the scene…You were so distraught you didn't even hear the sirens as you just realized blue and red police lights were reflecting off the barn's metal siding.

Dewey was trying to hold it together for his job but was just as shell shocked as you were. Your eyes stayed wide and unblinking as he held you…This couldn't be real. This couldn't be real!

Kirby put a shaky hand over her mouth as she looked at Randy hanging from the barn.

You suddenly felt a surge of…SOMETHING! Rage, devastation, terror. Something that made you shove away from Dewey and go forward to look. You had to see. What if it was fake? This had to be fake. This had to be fake! A horrible prank or bait or something! You heard Dewey begging you as you got as close as police would allow. They were already blocking off the crime scene…And you smelled the blood from here. You saw his eyes looking through you unfocused and glazed over. The color from his lips and face…And you knew.

You shook your head as tears leaked from your eyes and you put both hands over your face to prevent a wail from escaping. A shrieking pained wail at seeing your best friend like this.

What snapped you out of it was hearing some teenage boys laughing and taking videos and something in you completely snapped. Without thinking you rushed towards them, smacking the ones phone out of his hands and swinging on him. You didn't give a fuck right now what charges there would be. The disrespect sent you over the edge as Dewey instantly grabbed you and you tried jerking out of his hold. Screaming in rage and wanting to do anything you could to make them stop recording.

They turned and recorded you with shocked faces and disbelieving grins…And Kirby showed her age, playing the younger generations game by recording them instead. Uno reverse.

Kirby yelled, hurting at seeing Randy like this too. "Wow, we feel good about ourselves douchebags?! Recording a woman grieving over her friend, you sick fucks! Maybe you're the killers and that's why you're laughing? How's this gonna look on your fucking college application, dicks?!"

You saw them instantly stop recording, hide their faces and rush away from the crime scene as Kirby yelled after them. "That's what I thought, pussys!!"

Dewey dragged you away with the help of another cop as Dewey shook you by the shoulders to snap you out of it. "YN!"

Your lip trembled as you just hugged onto him and he rocked you a bit. You knew how badly he wanted to sob with you as you clung to him and cried against his body. This wasn't fair...This wasn't fucking fair.

Dewey's voice cracked. "I-I had to hang up from Gale because of Randy calling me. He hung up on me and I rushed here as fast as I could while Gale was setting up stupid cameras in the barn trying to play hero and now she isn't answering …Damn it, Randy." His voice shook.

You realized something…Even in your grief…

Randy's words ran through your head. "No one is safe. Legacy Characters? Cannon fodder at this point. Once the Nostalgia has reached its peak? We're done! Main characters are completely expendable now. Either they die or the most fucked up shit happens to them"

It hurt so bad. It's like he knew. No one was safe. After all these years, your luck was finally running out.

Then Stu's and Billy's words rang out.

"Killer did it. Guarantee it. They're setting a trap and you idiots are falling for it."

"if they're copying us; they'll kill soon. A big one. One that's going to distract people just like you did with the Principle while I entertained my party."

It hit you…Randy was Principal Himbry. And Gale was supposedly alone in the main barn now setting up cameras.

You jerked away from Dewey and yelled at him. "Gale!"

His eyes instantly widened in realization as you ran to the barn as fast as you could and he followed behind you. Gun ready as he screamed for his wife. You almost tripped running so fast in the grass as you rounded the corner with Dewey staggering as fast as he could behind you.

You heard her cry out and saw a masked figure as you didn't hesitate to rush up there with your gun. "Hold on, Gale!" The second you reached up there…You looked around. Gale was scrambling against someone in the hay and you a warning shot. You saw that mask look at you and your adrenaline kicked in as you went to fire again and they dodged behind a pillar.

You kept your gun aimed while rushing to Gale who stood up.

"You alright?"

Gale grumbled. "I'm fine just-...WATCH OUT!"

Dewey yelled your name from below as he finally caught up and heard the gunshots.

You whipped your gun around to fire before dodging a knife. It barely missed slashing you over the face as you gasped and stumbled back. You went to aim again and before you could pull the trigger you felt a heavy boot kick you in the sternum…It knocked the wind from you and sent you flying over the edge of the hayloft. You felt that rush of dropping with you unable to do anything but plummet. You released a pained groan when you collided on top of the drink table. Crashing onto the red cups and the punch bowl toppled over and you laid there in the middle of the table with it broken in half.

Dewey rushed in to you as you told you were fine as quickly as you could. With his gun aimed he was screaming for his wife's name as he went to climb the loft.

You tried to ignore the stiffness in your body as you jerked your gun up too…Right when you saw Gale get stabbed and roll herself off the loft as well. Bouncing off a straw bale before rolling onto the ground. Dewey aimed multiple times as a light went out and wood splintered near the pillars but he missed. You raised your revolver and fired. You saw them jerk and heard a person yell under that mask as they clutched their arm.

You sneered to yourself and growled out. "Got you now, piece of shit." Before aiming for their head. They ducked in time and fled.

You pushed yourself up, eager to chase after them. They had to pay…OH, they had to pay! You wanted them dead more than any other Ghostface thus far…You were so sick of this shit and seeing yourself get a shot in felt damn good. Randy would be cheering you on and that thought alone sprung more angry tears to your eyes but fueled determination in you. You pushed yourself up and sprinted to the ladder as Dewey yelled at you not to go as he ran after you.

"Damn it, YN! Don't be stupid!" Dewey's face was angry yet scared. A rare thing for him as he aimed his gun as well in the loft.

You raced to the loft with Dewey behind you just to see no one was there…Cursing to yourself under your breath realizing they had another escape route…A door swinging against the wall. You ran to it. Eager to put the remaining 7 bullets you had into this fuckers head.

You jerked the door open and looked down. The ladder kicked away and laying on the ground and no one in sight. Just cool night air hitting you as you stared. Your face twisted into contempt at the idea of Randy's killer getting away.

"FUCK!" You hissed out as you kicked a nearby straw bale in anger.

You bitterly thought the names of who you thought did this. Robbie and Charlie. They knew this barn and they knew it enough to host this party and to know all escape routes. You climbed down seeing Dewey had already practically jumped off the ladder to get to Gale. You climbed down to the ground and rushed over as you saw she was stabbed in her shoulder.

More cops swarmed in as Dewey looked up and ordered them. "Search EVERYWHERE! Every barn, the woods, cars, everywhere!!" All before his demeanor changed as he looked at his wife in concern. He put pressure on her wound with fear in his eyes. "Put pressure on that. Oh God, Gale. Honey, just hang on-" Dewey mumbled with a pained expression.

Gale put her own hand in place of Dewey's asking. "Did you catch him?"

Dewey shook his head with a trembling voice. "No. Hopefully your cameras caught something."

Gale informed him. "They're not the only ones. There's uh…A webcam." She croaked out in some pain. "There's a webcam; it's hidden up there. It was watching me."

Dewey looked up instinctively and so did you. Your face soured. Just confirming who this was to you.

Dewey wasn't following. "Webcam? W-What webcam?"

Gale drew out in a shaky breath as she held her bleeding shoulder. "He's recording the murders."

Dewey still asked with wide eyes. "What?"

You gritted your teeth, tears still on your cheeks from Randy's death as you drew out. "This time…He's making the movie. Even more than Roman did."

Gale nodded at your understanding before she grimaced in pain.

She grew serious as she winced at the pain. Choking out as sirens of an ambulance could be heard down the road.

"…Get this fucker."

#i hate this bruh 🥲🥲🥲#tw major character death #scream #stu macher #billy loomis #my writing #scream fanfiction #yn fanfic #she her yn #my stories #scream 4 #fours a franchise

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jujitto · 8 months

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▬▬ [ 𝗔𝗧𝗘𝗘𝗭 ] AS LOVE TROPES [ HYUNG LINE ]

KIM HONGJOONG [ 김홍중 ] ; FAKE DATING BUT HE FALLS FIRST. I always see these type of stories and it’s always the girl that falls first but what about the boy? NO HEAR ME OUT BECAUSE I CAN SEE HONGJOONG AND Y/N FAKE DATING. Whether it’s them trying to get somebody from asking too many questions about their love life or just for the heck of it. THE MORE TIME THEY SPENT TOGETHER LAUGHING, GOING DATES, AND WELL DOING WHAT COUPLES DO THE MORE FEELINGS START TO DEVELOP! And surprise surprise it isnt Y/N who falls in love first but rather Hongjoong. It’s just something about Y/N that makes Hongjoong smile and want to be with her. Close your mouth Hongjoong sweetie before a fly flies in. Y/N would only start to realize her feelings for him when they start actually going out on dates and doing the things couples would do without any specific reason. HONGJOONG CONFESSES FIRST! Honestly I love this….someone write this as a fic, PLS! I BEG YOU!

PARK SEONGHWA [ 박성화 ] ; Seonghwa, precious SEONGHWA! I can see Seonghwa BEING THE BEST FRIEND’S BROTHER! Why? Becuz HE JUST GIVES THOSE VIBES. His sweet, caring, goofy, and charismatic nature is just perfect for it. Honestly would be the most caring brother but also he is just as caring for you as well! Now come on! Tell me you see it?!?! HE WOULD CARE MORE ABOUT YOU THAN HE WOULD LET ON! HE DEFINITELY HAS BEEN IN LOVE WITH YOU FOR YEARS BUT NEVER ADMITTED UNTIL his emotions got the better of him and he kisses you. I CAN BUT I CAN’T SEE IT. Best friend’s Brother!Seonghwa for the win? Anyone? Ok, just me then 😭.

JEONG YUNHO [ 정윤호 ] ; LOVE AT FIRST SIGHT ANYONE? Now come on don't tell me you wouldn't fall in love with Yunho from the very first glance at him. ITS YUNHO! If you say no I’ll fight u! Imagine falling in love with someone from the very, first time you see them. You didn’t even know them, and yet you feel attracted to them like you were guys were meant to be. That’s what I’m getting. Yes, sir, that’s what I’m getting. Or Star Crossed Lovers!!!! OMG NO BECAUSE I CAN SEE IT! Being in love with him just for things to end up going completely differently than you both hoped. You guys can’t spend any time together because of schedules and certain circumstances that take over your time and life. So your left wondering, will you ever be able to see him, spend time with him, love him? That’s all you ever wonder about. BUT MAYBE THINGS ARENT MEANT TO BE! Yunho deserves better!

KANG YEOSANG [ 강여상 ] ; Now I wasn’t quite sure which trope Yeosang would fit into until I realized that the story I wrote for him, was literally a trope. YEOSANG, POOR YEOSANG is going to be a part of the trope of Falling In Love With The Wrong Person // The One That Got Away. WHY? Because I already wrote a story about it and it just fits. I can see Yeosang being the character that is always there for you no matter what. And you just take it as a sign of him being a good friend but now because he actually has feelings for you, but has never gotten a chance to tell you. SO WHY WOULD YOU FALL FOR ANOTHER WHEN YOU HAVE KANG YEOSANG RIGHT IN FRONT YOU? Y/N you are stupid. You don’t know what you lost until it’s gone. It’s all a part of the second lead syndrome, hahaha it’s coming soon I promise! 🥲

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pray4byron · 2 months

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Hi! I just saw your post of the Hazbin hotel mashup! Can I have mine? I have to say I’ve been binge reading all of your works, they are really good!

My name is Melody

Pronouns: I don’t mind pronouns, any is fine but most people use she/they for me

Personality: I would say I’m shy and quite at first but when you get to know me I become very loud, energetic. Practically become the sunshine character + golden retriever in books, my friends tell me anyways. Which I see it. I also become really sassy overtime but in a kind way? I don’t know how to describe it, I become sassy to the person when I know them really well. I’m also very sarcastic as well

style: My style changes a lot to be honest, haven’t quite figured it out. But I would say my style is mix of romantic, dark and light academic and cottagecore

love language: physical touch is up there but when I know that the person close to me that doesn’t like physical touch (example: my friends), I show them my love for them by gift giving but hand made

hobbies: drawing, painting, poetry, reading, pottery, archery, writing

Interests: heavy on fantasy (Merlin BBC, Doctor Who, The hobbit, Lord of the rings), anything mythical, Greek mythology, true crime, history

appearance: I have a medium length butterfly cut, black hair but red is in there as well. You can see the red only when the sun hits my hair. I’m 5’3, dark brown eyes and Carmel skin

Dislike(s): rude people, people who does not have any manners, bitter food, really spicy food I only can take mild spice 🥲

Like(s): books, animals all kind, nature, sweets (I’m a sweet tooth person), all kinds of music it all depends on my mood, stuff animals, flowers, all kinds of potatoes (hash browns, chips etc)

Hopefully that’s enough information, sorry if it’s a lot! Take care of yourself and have a lovely day/afternoon/night :]

AAAA i love hearing people binge read my stuff and enjoy it, so tysm!!💕💕 i didn’t get what gender you preferred so i hope what i picked is okay but here is my pick for you…

Husker !!

First then I thought of when you said you have ‘sunshine + golden retriever’ energy was AAA HUSK ‘grumpy + sunshine’ duo and I just about screamed because I fucking live for that shit LMAO

When Husk first met you, he instantly likes you, you were quiet and chill which was a contrast to pretty much everyone at the hotel

But then you guys got closer and started dating BOOM it was like a smack in the face!! Within the blink of an eye, you were this energetic and talkative person! Husk didn’t mind by any means, he was just shocked

Husk doesn’t mind physical touch in small segments, but the fact that you think he is worthy of a gift? He doesn’t understand, but he accepts the gift, even if it’s something stupid

Also your hair matches his color scheme, so I thought that was cute :3

Ya know how Husk takes Angel and dances with him in that one part in ‘Loser, Baby’ in E4, yeah, you too do that shit all the time

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gejo333 · 9 months

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Lightning Strike

Miguel O’Hara x Gender Neutral Reader

Summary: You’ve been dating Miguel for a month, but the past week you have been rain checking your dates. Miguel fears that you’re going to breakup with him, but little did he know the silly reason for your excuses.

Here’s a little one-shot for you! Also small update on “A Misunderstanding” instead of two more chapters it’s just going to be one. I thought I had enough plot for two more. But I decided it’s better to end it at chapter five.

I’msorry if I haven’t replied to any comments! I still can’t reply. 🥲

I apologize for any grammatical mistakes!

Enjoy!💕

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The sky was cloudy, consuming your apartment in darkness despite it being the early hours of the afternoon. You were curled up on your sofa wrapped up in a blanket watching one of your guilty pleasure movies.

You picked up the remote and turned up the volume to the tv a few decimals after hearing mother nature’s roar for the millionth time this week. It’s been storming the past five days which has put a huge damper on your week.

The light and ringing from your phone perked your attention as you picked it up from the coffee table. It was Miguel. Your heart ached when his face, the image you used for his contact, lit up your phone. You pressed the answer button, holding your breath, wondering what sorry excuse you we’re going by to give him this time. For the past five days you have been telling Miguel you couldn’t go out on your date for a stupid excuse.

1st Excuse: Sorry I’m feeling under the weather today. How about tomorrow?

2nd Excuse: Sorry my brother called me, he needs my help moving.

3rd Excuse: Sorry I’m working late tonight.

On the other side, Miguel was curious what your next excuse would be to not see him. You had only been dating for a month, but he could tell when you were lying. It hurt every time he called you this week and heard you make up a lie to not see him instead of telling him the truth.

“Hey”

“Hey, are you still available tonight to go to dinner?” After his words another loud clap of thunder pierced through the sky making you almost drop your phone.

“I’m sorry Miguel, I’m stuck at the office again. I have a deadline due tonight. Another rain check?”

“Cariño…” Miguel’s voice turned slightly serious which made you bite your lip, knowing he wasn’t buying it. Another strike of thunder roared through the sky.

“I-I need to go.”

“Y/n wai-“ You hung up before he could pry further. You lightly banged your head on your knees, hating yourself for just hanging up on your boyfriend. It had only been a month since you began dating after a mutual friend set you two up. You really liked him. He was caring, thoughtful, smart, funny, and you didn’t want to sound so artificial but he was hot as hell.

But you kept beating yourself up that you were treating him so badly this week. But how could you tell him you were deathly afraid of thunder and lightning?

Last time you told a guy you were dating they laughed and made fun of you for having a childish fear. A knock brought you back to your senses. Getting up from the couch you opened the door before checking who it was, which was a huge mistake. When you opened the door you came face to face with you boyfriend who had a not too happy face. His reddish brown gaze made you shrink in your place.

“I thought you were at work.” Miguel’s serious tone made you wince slightly. You understood the anger in his tone. You step aside to let him in so you could close the door. Once inside he turned to you, his arms crossed making his muscles naturally flex.

“I-I wasn’t at work. I’m sorry for lying.” Your gaze shifted away from his before looking back at him. You felt a stab to your heart when you saw his angry gaze turn sad.

“The other times I called you this week. Did you lie then too?” Miguel asked despite knowing the answer already. He just wanted you to tell him the truth.

“Yes.”

“Why? It’s feels worse to know you want to end things but stringing me along?” His words made your eyes widen as you quickly go to him and cup his cheeks.

“Miguel, why would you think I want to break up with you? Of course I don’t! I love you.” You were shocked with your last words that came out of your mouth. Miguel’s eyes were wide, surprised by your words too.

“You love me?”

“Of course I do. I’ve never felt so connected to someone before. My heart skips a bit every time I think of you or see you.” You couldn’t believe you just poured your heart out to your boyfriend of only one month.

“I love you too, cariño.” His words made your heart skip a bit as tear brimmed your eyes.

“You do?” Miguel placed his arms around you as he brought you against his chest.

“You are the light of my life. I hate ever second I don’t spend with you. But why the sudden distance? The lies?”

As if Mother Nature wanted to tell Miguel herself a struck of thunder clapped very loud as if the lightning stuck right in your living room. The noise made you jump in fright as you bury your face in his chest.

“Y/n? Are you ok?” You could hear the concern in his voice as you looked back up at him seeing his eyes look just as concerned as his voice. You took a deep breath.

“The reason I’ve been making excuses to not go on our date was because I’m deathly afraid of lightning and thunder. And since the weather has been like this all week, I haven’t been able to step outside of my apartment.”

“Is that all?” Miguel let out a breath of relief. You didn’t want to break up with him.

“You aren’t going to laugh at me or mock me?” A small chuckle escaped from you. Miguel’s eyebrows scrunched up as a pout formed on his lips.

“Why would I do that to you? It’s normal to have fears. Plus, having you in my arms to protect you from the thunder. Mi amor, is it bad that I love it?” A smirk appeared on his face which made your cheeks tint slightly. You go on your toes as you placed a kiss on his lips which he gladly reciprocated.

“How about I order us some Chinese from your favorite place and we watch one of our favorite shows.”

“That sounds perfect.” You smiled before you jumped again from another clap of thunder. Miguel kept you in his arms as he kissed your forehead.

“Don’t worry. I’ll protect you.”

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Hope you enjoyed!💕

#miguel o'hara #spider man 2099 #spider man: across the spider verse #miguel x reader #oneshot #oneshot requests #miguel o’hara fanfiction #miguel o’hara x y/n

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kyokutsu-sama · 4 days

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Hi hello I really hope I'm not bothering you with another request ignore this if you don't want to do it it's completely your choose

But I had this idea can you do headcanons on William, Patri, and Rhya

Being told by their Wife that man maybe a another mage or magic knight keeps making her uncomfortable by un-appropriate comments or unnecessary touches it's just a idea I thought of while chatting with a ai bot no pressure to do this request thank you

A/n: @weebwith-problems !! I'm not good at math but the pic got me🤭❤️

A/n: I know it took a while to write but here it is. I take my time but I don't like to fail with requests. I really embodied the character here because the topic is something that has happened to me and I can't explain the amount of hate that I feel in that moment.

I'm sorry fot the delay btw🥲

Tw: Non-consensual physical contact, harassment

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William :

The captain of the golden dawn is a calm man and likes to solve the things in the best way but when the situation involves hurting or making his wife uncomfortable, that can change a little. The situation occurred when the they were going out to dinner and a man who was sitting at the next table couldn't take his eyes off her.

She thought it would stop but it only made it worse when William went to the bathroom leaving you alone. The man got up and approached the table making stupid comments about her and she felt a mixture of hatred and disgust as his mouth spoke those words. When she got up he started to get too close and at that moment her hero William arrived and pulled the man back who quickly recognize the captain. "Captain Vangeance?" The man frowned, now a little uncomfortable "I didn't like the way you spoke to my wife and neither did she, she's my wife and deserves to be respected and you won't do it again." William returned a serious look to the man who was stuttering over his words after found out that she were married with the captain She never expected to see William being this serious, he was always relaxed and smiling. "I-I'm really sorry to you and your wife. I really don't know where my head was. My apologies."The man said, almost pleadingly and she gave a little smile, seeing the whole scene he was doing and the way he was shaking "Well, apologies don't change much about what happened but at least make sure you don't approach her again" William said, holding her hand and leaving the restaurant She felt so much better after her husband's interference that it was as if a weight had been lifted off her shoulders. William kissed her forehead and didn't let go of her hand until they got home again. He would look and take care of her to make sure she was okay and to try to forget what happened.

Patri :

Patri also comes from a calm nature, as he also inhabits William's body but he is a little more impulsive than him as he is a little scarier than our dear Will. Patri and his wife were walking down the street hand in hand when another man came close to her and put an arm around her shoulders, to which she immediately moved away and Patri intervened, pulling her behind him, ready to face that man. "What do you think you're doing with her? What's your problem?" Patri walked forward, looking into the eyes of the man who was faced with a very threatening look coming from the elf. The man didn't expect that reaction but who would feel sorry for him for doing something so stupid? "She didn't do anything to you, or did she? No, then disappear and don't touch her again." Patri took one last step towards the man who was leaning against a wall, feeling chills and unable to say anything Her wife saw Patri embody something that was new to her and that made her feel a little goosebumps, but seeing the other guy trembling with fear was satisfying. The man ran away and Patri looked at his wife after 'getting back to normal' and smiled at her and it took her a few seconds to smile back and thank him for defending her. Patri can be very overprotective when someone messes with the person he loves.

Rhya :

Rhya ends up being a little more different from the other two above. He may be lazy most of the time but don't underestimate this man. He can get pretty serious and dangerous when he wants to. One day he and his wife went out together for a walk through a garden and after some time when they were sitting on a bench with him resting his head on her shoulder, a man on another bench next to theirs started looking at her as if wanted to say something. At first, she didn't care much but when the man started saying things to her and making her feel uncomfortable, she woke Rhya and told him what was happening. The elf also looked at the man long enough for the other to start to get nervous, but it didn't end up there. "What do you want from my wife? Should I put you in your place?" He said, heading towards the other guy, with a calm and cold voice that hid a lot of atrocities he was about to do "But I was just..." The man tried to change the situation he created but that only made the situation worse for him "Get lost, disgusting human" Rhya looked at the man with a very unfriendly look The man got out of there as quickly as he could and he turned to go back to his wife who was sitting looking at him after that. Rhya ran a hand down her face and smiled before putting an arm around her waist before going back to his nap to make sure no one would mess with her.

#black clover #black clover x reader #black clover fandom #black clover headcanons #black clover anime #william vangeance #william vangeance x reader #patolli black clover #patri x reader #black clover rhya #rhya x reader #headcanons

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khaleesiofalicante · 1 month

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I am still in shock with Other Max's pov. It was just too good and too sad, I'm still processing my emotions🥲. I haven't even been able to read it again because it was all just too much. Like that scene in IALS with Mallory and David. So fucking good but so hard to read!!

Other Max, sorry I doubted you, I support Max's rights and wrongs, but there's two of you, you can see how that complicates things...

The flashbacks to his life😭😭. I mean, it's all shit rn, but at least he got to live a nice and simple life with his family, however short it was🥺, and omg it was easier! Lance never pushing David away, Arthur telling them about the visions, less stupid shadowhunters... Ahhhh I'm so soft and sad for them!!!

Story😭😭😭😭😭. Idk if I'm crying bc of her name or her death😭😭😭

Shit was depressing, and I'm not ready to read it again, but can we talk about Tessa for a second??? The only warlock not wearing the arcane binders??? The self control she had for centuries, the strength to watch kids die over and over?? I don't remember the exact quote, but I loved when Max said something like "The warlocks used to be children of Lilith. But now they were children of Tessa Grey" EXCUSE ME WHAT???

And how sad his life is. Doing all of this, watching his children die twice. Losing his husband, his reason to live, twice. Once to death yes, but the other because of his actions, which are, ironically, to protect everyone. All of this and for what? He will come back to a fixed timeline, but what about him?

What about his life, which will still be plagued by the nightmares of his past? Who will remember him? Who will even care? It's not as if it matters anyway. He already lost everything and everyone that mattered.

And I also feel for Kincaid. An anomaly. Someone who shouldn't exist, and the purpose of him being created just to fulfill a destiny he never wanted. No other purpose. No other meaning in his life. All of that and he can't even be with the boy he loves. That's apparently a mistake, too. I wonder how he would react if he found out about this whole operation...

"I am tired of healing from things I didn't deserve to go through in the first place," David hissed softly. “Bring them back.” HEARTBREAKING QUOTE AND IT GOES TO MY FAVORITES NOW😍

The irony of his dad torturing him with the agony rune, and later Mallory, starting this mess, and him using it to kill himself... There's something twisted and poetic about this, but I'm not gonna say it bc I'm still processing 😭

“Open the portal,” David hissed. “Or I swear to God, I will kill myself.” look... Just hear me out... One of the most intense scenes of lbaf? Yes. Kinda hot? Also yes

I CAN'T STOP THINKING ABOUT THIS AND I NEED TO FUCUS ON STUDYING SEND HELP

NO I WAS TRYING NOT TO THINK ABOUT THE INTERLUDE OR THE OTHER TIMELINE AND THEN YOU DO THIS????

It will definitely one of the most difficult chapters to write. In every fic, there is one chapter like that. It was this for LBAF VI. BE THEE GONE, CHAPTER. But i am glad it paid off and you liked it. It means a lot to me.

I am genuinely scared to write the epilogue do with that what you will :)

#lbaf

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koscheicore · 4 months

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Aaan today I dreamt with a tensimm space stress adventure.

They both were on this enormous ship, no TARDIS around btw. The ship contained all of the human race from Earth (the first Earth, this one) and they were trying to escape the end of our solar system as the sun was going to explode. (No Cassandra around this time)

However. Everyone spoke Russian except for Karvanista who was there, and the Doctor didn't know Russian for some reason. Since the TARDIS wasn't there there was no automatic translation so the Master had to translate everything because he definitely is a Russia fan we all know that- so apparently he learnt Russian at some point. They were there for about five days, until the spaceship was about to take off... BUT. The spaceship was operated by AI! And the AI was EVIL. Except it wasn't it was just programmed by someone evil who wanted the human race gone, and it was heavily implied this was the Master, but actually never confirmed. He certainly had a blast watching the Doctor panic and trying to override the controls so the ship could escape the solar system. And he succeeded! The AI wasn't happy about this. Everyone was safe now though...

...or so they thought. The AI started depleting the ship from oxygen, determined to murder the entirety of the human species. The Doctor tried to save the day by being smart and saying "hey but I'M A TIMELORD... And so is this one. Oh and that's a huge dog. We're not human, so you're killing non-humans! You can't do that" and the AI went "lol don't care colateral damage" so actually he just looked really dumb. He managed to bring back oxygen but the AI kept trying to do shit. Electrocuting people, opening gates to the vacuum of space and whatnot. One after the other the Doctor would solve those things so it was a constant sensation of danger!! safety. danger!!! safety. (Let me tell you I can feel my body exhausted after such loop) - Also people kept dying to all of this and the Doctor was eventually cut off from a big part of the ship so he didn't know hOW MANY PEOPLE were dying which drove him fucking insane meanwhile the Master was like lol why do u care let's save our own asses. (OUR... mind you. Plural.)

The Master was just watching and laughing at first but eventually realised this AI indeed would kill him too so he collaborated, I remember him on a spacesuit outside the spaceship trying to sabotage the AI or smth. Yelling at the Doctor for being stupid and whatnot. I think they communicated telepathically? The last step to finally ✨win✨ would be to disconnect it, but ofc it didn't make it easy. I woke up just when this was going to be decided 🥲

Oh and Karvanista asked the Doctor if "she had gotten surgery and cut her hair". And Kate was there too at some point. So that was two non-russian speaking people.

#lux dreams #lux rambles

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mouthfulloftoothpasterry · 2 years

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Writing for Eddie? 😳 what would that entail so I can agree!

OKAY OKAY OKAY STOP ME IF I RUN ON FOR TOO LONG

so he’s a very goofy bf <3

Maybe Y/n and Eddie have known each other since like preschool since they in the same grade (obviously y/n being 18 bc I’m not into that, him being 20 like it said in the show, he failed his senior year twice. So you’re both senior) but didn’t really talk because they run with two different groups

Maybe shes with the art kids, or popular (let me know about which one!!!!) and since he’s one of the “geeks and freaks” he wasn’t around her much

But then senior year hit and maybe y/n became friends with Nancy so since Mike is obviously friends with Eddie he was just around when y/n was around

And Eddie finally got the courage to talk to y/n when she had to drop Mike off to play d&d bc Nancy was busy

And he comes up to the car all 😁 like always and he starts out with some cringy shit like “what’s cooking, good looking?” And y/n was instantly intrigued bc of how goofy the man is but also his style is so cute and she wasn’t sure if he really was all metal head, scary, big and mean like he tried to put on

And soon enough she figured out that some of those are true, but he’s a total softy 🥺

Always wanting to hold your hand, learning your favorite songs on guitar so he can play them for you, anytime he’s upset he goes to you and rants and sometimes cries to you and you get to wipe his pretty tears, he’s always wanting to cuddle, when you have sleepovers he never leaves your side and always wants to be cuddled up, omg he would even be one of those people who sit in the bathroom while you shower and talk to you because he didn’t want to be alone and he wanted to be away from you while under the same roof

Speaking of sleepovers

I feel like it would take him a while to let y/n stay at his trailer because his bedroom his messy and the trailer is a little messy (the maid took the week of again iygyg) but once he was able to have a day off where he wasn’t focused on school he would clean up the trailer as much as he could- or as much as he knew how to and invite y/n over to stay the night

And like y/n would be so excited to be over there, thanking him over and over for finally inviting him over

And he would be so happy she was so happy

Trying to cook her a meal but he’s shit at cooking so he just fucks everything up

So they order from a diner or something and have breakfast for dinner

And once it was time to head to bed he would travel on back to his room, kiss his guitar of course, and y/n would be like” :0 I’ll help you clean your room if you want all you had to do was ask if you needed my help!!!” (The mess stressed me out the first time I saw his room) and he would get a little embarrassed like “oh, yeah, sorry”

But she didn’t mind bc that’s her man and if he needs a little help of course she’ll help! So she cleans for him and he’s like “you don’t have to do this plz, it will get messy again soon enough” and she’s all “hush! Once it gets messy again I’ll help you clean again” she thought it was cute bc it was so boyish of him to still kiss his guitar, have his laundry, dirty magazines, all that strewn across the floor and stuff

And she would so make him have self care days like she does every weekend

So she would tell him “come over freshly showered, stinky!”

And she would make him do the face masks, hair masks, cucumber over the eyes, all of that stuff

And he would just agree bc he wants to see her happy

And he would so like “introduce” her to weed

And he would show her how to smoke and stuff bc she’s like “how do you inhale? I don’t want to do it wrong?” And she’s embarrassed bc she doesn’t want to look stupid in front of her boyfriend but he’s okay with it bc he has no reason to make fun of her. He just wants her happy and safe the first time she smokes

And omg they would have sooo much fun and eat everything in the trailer together 🥲

And their pet names for each other

I feel like Eddie would be such a “baby girl, sweets, beautiful, pretty girl, etc. kind of guy” and she would call him “stinky, Ed, baby, babe.” And every time she called him “stinky” (which was often) he would get all ☹️😣 but it was cute to see his reaction because he started acting like a baby

Plz the boys would so tease him for it

Eddie would be so into d&d that night, his show voice on, getting so excited but every time y/n made a noise (maybe she’s just sitting in and watching bc Eddie missed her company) he would turn back and break his crazy character like “you okay, sweets?”

And i just know he’s so funny and so goofy and he’s always making her laugh and flirting with her ☹️🥺

And omg once he finally graduates they would graduate together 🥺

(Shut up I know what happens the last episode but that’s a big fat lie and I’m ignoring it and I haven’t even watched it bc I’m trying to cope without seeing it)

She would be so proud of him

Help and I feel like his uncle would love her because she actually helped Eddie study and she pushed him to his absolute best in school

And her parents would eventually love him

Ugh

And she would go to every single one of his gigs no matter what :(

And she would force all her friends to come even tho they weren’t into all that metal music kind of stuff but she knew Eddie deserves the crowd because let’s be honest he’s knows how to shred that fucking guitar

Help but he would be so horny 🥸

After their first time of course

Maybe they lost their virginity’s to each other :(( lmk what you think abt that!!!

And after their first time he would be so attached

Just so touchy

More touchy than he was before

A hand on her thigh

Taking a quick grab at her tits

Stop and she would wear all his Iron Maiden, Metallica, old horror shit like rob zombie and stuff, all those kinds of shirts (my dads a huge metal head so I grew up with this🙏)

And he would be a soft dom, right?

Like all cute during sex, smushy, kisses, holding hands, but then again some times he would get a little too freaky

Knives, blood, they would both so have a crying kink, degrading, hot wax, piss (?) 👁👁, spit, all of that

And sometimes he would give it his absolute all, the knives out, licking over her little cuts, his grip leaving bruises

But then other times he would be all soft, gentle strokes in and out while he tells her how pretty she is while pressing kisses all over her cheeks

Help… the stains on his sheets… 🤨🤨🤨🤨🤨

And let’s act like all that stuff with Chrissy never happened and like they aren’t all severally traumatized bc they live in actual hell HELODHDB

That’s all I’ve got

#eddie munson fluff #eddie munson smut #eddie munson stranger things #Eddie Munson #stranger things season 4 #stranger things #eddie munson x reader #eddie munson fanfiction #eddie munson imagine #joseph quinn

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d1ana-m0nd · 1 year

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╭─► ❝So, I was less right❞

Thoma × GN! Reader || Written by Diana (d1ana-m0nd) || Inspired by Megamind

➢ Fluff && Not Proofread , Oneshot && Word Count 1,606

➢ You've been receiving a lot of presents lately from a secret admirer of yours which leads for you and Thoma to start a bet.

➢ NOTE : I deleted the original post because I genuinely hated this 😭 but now I'm reposting it as a big fuck you to my past self lol. Moreover, I found it kinda unfair that this would only be accessible on my Wattpad account, thus leading me to repost it here 🥲.

"Ugh!" You groaned once your gaze contacted a box that was covered with red wrapping paper and gold ribbons.

You will admit, they beautifully wrapped the gift. It showed that they truly cared about your attention, along with them wanting you to open said gift. You appreciate the effort they went through in the gift's making, but you couldn't help but feel guilty over the fact that they exerted this much effort for someone like you.

"What's up?" A voice questioned from behind you.

Usually an unexpected voice would make you antsy due to, well, their unforeseen arrival but, you knew who that unanticipated voice belonged to. It was from your (only) favorite Mondstadter-Inazuman housekeeper from the Kamisato clan, Thoma.

"The damn' ceiling," You grumbled as your gaze went from the well-dressed box to the ceiling above you.

The male chuckled, then clarified. "I meant with you."

You sighed in response to his question. It's not like you hated it, it's just that he asked you at the wrong time. You couldn't really answer him with all honesty if you were wallowing in self-hatred and guilt over something so miniscule, like a secret admirer and a gift.

"It's the stupid gift, is all."

"Why? Do you not like it?" His curiosity spoke so eagerly, as though it was looking forward to your response. In addition, you felt a sense of dread lacing his voice, despite trying to hide said dread from you.

"It's sweet and all but..." You let out another sigh, as uncertainty washed over your mentally and physically exhausted body. To be honest, you really didn't know how to put your thoughts into words, but you try your best to mush your two remaining brain cells into constructing a sentence that is best suited or somehow close to the thoughts you are trying to convey.

"But?" the blond mused, waiting for your answer's continuation.

"But I feel like they are wasting too much money on someone like me." You admitted, as a tinge of shame pierced through your heart. All because you couldn't believe the fact that someone made this much effort to express their feelings for you, and the fact they wasted their money just to please you.

"Wasting too much money on you?" He repeated, then snorted at the thought of your admission. Not that your admission wasn't valid but, he didn't think you'd think of yourself that lowly. But then again, he should have expected that from someone like you, you've always feared love, the agape love to be exact.

"If they truly admire you, they would be using anything to declare their love for you." Thoma reassured you with that (stupid) familiar warm smile that always made your insides turn from pure euphoria and euphoria overtaking your vessel.

Although you were internally reveling in joy, you would not let the housekeeper know that, so you kept up an act. You gave him a look that said 'really bro?', then said. "I'm pretty sure no one here in Inazuma is as cheesy as you."

"So, I bet you're the one behind this." You jokingly state, but from your peripheral vision you could have sworn you saw him slightly flinch when your eyes landed on his figure. Him flinching made you presume he missed the joke, but you don't comment on it.

"What makes you say so?" He questioned cooly, not missing the fact that he was quick to divert his gaze the moment your eyes met his. Again, you didn't comment on it because you presumed something was on his mind.

"Because you're a cheesy bastard." You jested, to which Thoma rotated his eyes elsewhere.

"Well, whoever sent those to you must be really determined to prove their feelings for you." The housekeeper justified, as the smile that twisted your insides remained on his lips. You swear his smile was enough to kill you, literally and figuratively.

Again, as an attempt to not to smile too much, you put on another act. "Your corniness is making me cringe overload."

"Nah, you're just not a romantic, is all." He hummed, then averted his eyes to the sky from above.

"Sure, old man," You murmured, a smug look gracing your facial features.

You followed his gaze, your eyes widening in awe with the view before you. The ever vibrant blue sky was widening its vastness into the horizon, the cluster of white fluff dispersed in various places, as birds showed off their entitlement to the sky by flying till their heart's content, whilst the quiet whispers of the wind followed, the wind's whispers are barely audible but, they did not fail to calm down your erratic heart beats.

The pair had their eyes on the sky that was beyond their touch. The silence they shared wasn't unsettling but comforting to one another, which goes to show how far their relationship has come; Making small talk to fill in the silence had become irrelevant.

"Let's make a bet." The blond male brought out of nowhere.

"A bet?" You uttered in confusion.

"A bet on who guesses your secret admirer first." Thoma grinned, confidence emitting from his figure and smile.

"Are you seriously telling a detective to rely on luck?" You mused with a look of disbelief and amusement gracing your face.

"Well, as far as I know, detectives rely not only on their intellect but on their luck as well, especially on coincidences or slip-ups the suspects commit. So, in other words, I do, in fact, think detectives rely on both their luck and their intelligence." He politely said, which turned your smile into a crooked one.

"If you're going to prove me wrong, can you not be polite about it? Because I can't retort back to your polite way of speaking." You murmured at him, your eyes avoiding Thoma's amused gaze.

"Well, is that a yes or a no?" He asked, waiting for your response.

"I don't have any cases or files to deal with for today, so yeah, I'll join in on your silly little game." You gave into him with a tired smile settling on your lips.

"But what's the prize?" You asked eagerly.

"If I win, admit you were wrong." He admitted with a confident smile on face. That smile alone said he was confident he'd win.

You raised a brow, as confusion engraved itself onto your face. "Wrong for what?"

"Wrong about the 'detective relying on luck' part," the blond clarified for you.

"If you win," He points a finger in your direction, "I will admit I was in the wrong."

"That's it?"

"That's it."

"Damn' your prizes are terrible. Why don't you up the stakes a bit?" You insisted, a smug look sprawled onto your features

"If I up the stakes, you'd be on a hospital bed for the next few hotpot games." You stiffen, recalling those close calls when you or Thoma had to be sent to the hospital because of the bizarre food choices you had all consumed.

"Besides, wouldn't a detective be satisfied with finding out the truth already?" He mused, that smug look on his face still present, which you reciprocated with your own.

"Touche, housekeeper, touche." You murmured next to his ear, then walked away to begin your investigation.

Now, Thoma didn't set up any rules for the game, so you were free to investigate who the admirer was and it, technically, was not considered cheating. So, you spent the day exploring Inazuma to track down who the secret admirer is. In the end, the clues you gathered didn't lead anywhere, it only led you to the land of confusion and headaches.

In dismay, you tugged on the housekeeper's sleeve. "I give up."

"I didn't think you would give up that easily. Was it too difficult?" He questioned, a genuine worried look on his face, but, you being unable to admit your own troubles, you kept your lips sealed tight.

"Can't you just tell me who it is?" You diverted the topic from your troubles.

For a moment, the atmosphere was solidly silent. Neither of you spoke, both waiting for the other person to speak first, yet no words were exchanged. You, however, were on the edge of your seat. You were excited to find out the truth but, yet the truth was something you feared to hear.

"It's me." He admitted so nonchalantly with a smile on his face.

As for you, you weren't so nonchalant; you were the opposite, a mess to be exact. No matter how many times you replayed his answer in your head, you felt like you were going through an infinite roller coaster ride with his mere admission. It was something you both can't register and something you refuse to register out of denial. After all, there was a possibility that you were just hallucinating this whole scenario. Hell! it's probably just your imagination!

"Well, it's time for your end of the bargain." He insisted whilst giving you a small nudge.

"Oh right! So, uh, I was less right." You murmured the last part, still flustered over the idea Thoma returned your feelings.

"Sorry, I didn't quite catch that. Kindly repeat it, please?" The blond politely teased (I don't know how, but even his teasing sounded polite).

Despite the flustered state, you said it, while not forgetting to cover your face, not wanting to give away anymore embarrassing details. "So, I was less right."

#❲💎✨❳ : land of fanfictions #❲ ✓ ❳ : published #❲ 🐚 ❳ : Fluff #genshin fluff #genshin impact x you #genshin impact x y/n #genshin impact x reader #genshin impact #genshin thoma #thoma x reader #thoma

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