#and he didnt even kill him. he couldnt. but there WAS SOMETHING BETWEEN THEM…..

[mutiny-huyutiny]

сборник всякой всячины по чуме+песьему двору

cw guro under the cut c метелиным и твириным. Again.

[leori-the-unlearned]

the way digimon does conflict/drama between two characters who should be or are close: chef’s kiss <3

the way sonic idw handles creating conflict/drama between two characters who should be or are close: *wilting flower*

[macabre-mangled]

submissive bellamy…….save me submissive bellamy………….

Cece would you pretty please write a bellamy x grounder!reader fic where reader is part of the group Indra brings to Camp Jaha? Between S2 and S3. Bell and reader are bitchy to each other and when Bellamy challenges them, they put him in his place 🙂‍↕️

On Your Knees

Bellamy Blake x Grounder!Reader

A/N: Yesss yesss yess! also i have a feeling ik who sent this hehe

Warnings: Sub!Bellamy, canon typical violence, penetration, riding, oral (reader recieving), begging, degrading, name calling

Summary: Bellamy finds himself caring for someone he deemed the enemy. And he doesnt know what to do about it besides mouthing off. What happens when he bites off more than he can chew?

Trigedasleng used: Joka-fucker

Bellamy Blake was absolutely a dick. An utter jackass. And he knew this. Everyone knew this. With everything happening at Arkadia no one really blamed him. Well almost no one. The grounders that Indra brought would definitely disagree. So why did he find himself drawn to you; a grounder that hated his guts. Maybe it was because you were close in age or maybe it was because you were considered objectively attractive. Or maybe it was becuase you challenged him. Yeah, probably that.

Bellamy didnt know why, but he was absolutely in love with pushing your buttons. Actually thats a lie. He knew exactly why. But he would never admit it. He loved bring degraded. Maybe it was his undelrying issues. But he couldnt help but get a little semi anytime you called him an idiot in Trigedasleng.

Which is why he decided to take it up a notch. Like the glutton for punishment he is. Today he pushed you over the edge.

"You gonna kill a bunch of us sky people today or something?"

He had meant it casually, but the look it warranted from you was something he had never expected. And god did he love it. This is what got him hard.

"You should watch your mouth, joka."

"Oh yeah? What are you gonna do about it?"

In hindsight he should have expected this. In fact he wanted it. Some part of him craving the punishment. So as you dragged him into your quarters he didn't protest. Not even when you pushed him onto the ground in front of you. Landing him on his knees.

"You thought i wouldnt punish you? Did you think i didnt notice the little hard-ons you got?"

Shit. You had him there. He doesnt even bother denying it. He just nods. Accepting his fate. His eyes widened comically large as you started undressing. Leaving yourself naked in front of him.

"You have to tell me you want this or I wont continue."

"Please, I want you so bad..."

You smirk, nodding. Watching as he strips out of his clothing. He was certainly eager. Waiting for your next instructions. Big brown eyes wide and reminds you of a deer. So as you strip slowly, his eyes follow you. Then you pull his face into your awaiting crotch. He immediately got to work. Mouth taking you with precision and experience. Tongue swirling and finding all the spots that make you scream and moan. All of this was for your pleasure. He ate at you like he hadn’t eaten in days and you were his oasis in the desert. His hips were grinding down, seeking friction as he continued his ministrations. You notice this and pull his face away. A string of saliva connects him to you. And he whines. He fucking whines.

“You couldn’t wait for me to ride you, could you? Naughty boy.”

Your words cause him to freeze before he starts begging.

“No please, I’ll stop. I’ll be such a good boy please…”

He almost slurs, his voice desperate. And you smirk before pushing him down. Climbing on top of him. Straddling his hips. He whimpers softly like you kicked him until you sink down onto him. His breath hitches and he moans. Whining and whimpering as you start moving your hips. His size was immense. His tip hitting every spot that has you reeling. You moan along with him.

“God…please don’t stop.”

“I won’t…you’re being such a good boy.”

It isn’t long before he cums. The buildup from before hitting him hard as he lets out the most pathetic high pitched whine. His body trembles in the aftershock. The feeling sends you over the edge too.

“See? Much better use of your mouth.”

[alealuvshayden]

Stephen Glass - FLUFF

Stephen Glass x reader

𝙣𝙚𝙬 𝙮𝙚𝙖𝙧𝙨 𝙥𝙖𝙧𝙩𝙮 𝙥𝙩. 2

It had been a few days since the kiss happened between you and Stephen. For work you usually got up groggily, no interest in working. really. But today was different, today you got to see Stephen again since the party.

You got up early, all happy and motivated. Did your makeup, straightened your hair and put on a fitting office outfit like usual. You made your way to work and entered your office. Usually you didnt see Stephen until break so you werent stressed.

⋆♡⸝⸝💌⊹。°˖➴

At break Stephen was avoiding you. Plainly just avoiding you, as if you did something wrong. Even tried everything there was. Searching for eyecontact, brushing up against him, but nothing. It broke your heart. Werent you just so in love at the party? It made you question yourself.

„Am I being too clingy?“ „Am I annoying?“ „What did i do to him…?“

You spent your lunch at your office, hurt and sad. Caitlin noticed and came after you. Knocking softly on the door before entering.

„Hey y/n whats wrong, sweetie?“ she asked softly.

„Stephen‘s ignoring me.. avoiding me. What did i do wrong???“ you blurt out.

Even held back tears which almost dared to escape your eye.

„Oh god im gonna kill him.. He‘s been avoiding you? How did your night end with him? You slept together? maybe??“ She asked curiously.

„No!! None of that! We kissed good night on my doorstep and then he left..“ „He‘s obviously playing me.. i shouldve known.“

„y/n no! I swear he‘s head over heels for you! I dont know what‘s gotten into him! I‘ll talk to him i promise!!! You guys are meant to be.“ Caitlin reassured you.

⋆♡⸝⸝💌⊹。°˖➴

Then she left you alone with your thoughts again. Work went miserable. Zero motivation for anything, unlike other days where work could maybe, just slightly be fun.

After work Amy walked over to you.

„y/n!!! Come grab dinner with me..?“ she asked sweetly and you agreed.

⋆♡⸝⸝💌⊹。°˖➴

You made reservations and sat by a table. Ordered drinks and your meal. Amy then spoke up.

„y/n, Cate told me Stephen‘s been ignoring you.. im gonna kill him you know.“

„No! no dont do that. Just leave it be.. i knew he wasnt different from other guys.. theyre all the same.“ you sigh sadly..

„y/n i promise you he loves you so much! i-i dont know what‘s gotten into that freak. Cate‘s talking to him right know. Theyre having dinner too. If thats ok with you…?“

Ok? ok? why wouldnt it be.. wasnt as if he was your boyfriend.

„Yeah i mean i dont care anymore..“

„y/n.. you do care. She‘s gonna talk to him and help you.. well no help him and his stupid ass mind.“

You let out a laugh, finally. Ever since lunch you didnt even crack a smile.

⋆♡⸝⸝💌⊹。°˖➴

After dinner you and Amy went to your apartment, got ready and decided to go to a club. I mean.. why not right? No one could stop you. You got into a revealing outfit and gave Amy some of your clothes to borrow.

You made your way into the night and into a club, a crowded club if i must mention.

Both you and Amy got yourselves a drink and as the night went on Caitlin joined you both as well. Little did you know that Amy and Caitlin had made a plan to bring Stephen to the club to make it up to you.

You were drunker than both of them and they had a blast with you.

Thats when you started SINGING LIKE CRAZY.

„You wear those shoes and I will wear that dress oooohhhhhh!!!!! Kiss meeeeee, beneath the milky twilighttttt“

„Lead meeeee out the moonlit flooorrrr!!“

Caitlin couldnt stop laughing at it. Amy‘s stomach hurt so much from laughing.

„God, y/n youre sooo funny!“ Amy laughed out.

Caitlin nodded while laughing as well.

That‘s when Stephen approached you from behind, Caitlin noticed and nodded at him. Stephen tapped you on the shoulder and you turned around. When you saw him, your whole mood ruined.

„What the fuck is he doing here!!“ you yell at the girls.

„Talk to him y/n!!!“ and then they left…

⋆♡⸝⸝💌⊹。°˖➴

Stephen followed you around to see your face.

„Cupcake, please i can explain!!“

„noooooooppeeeee“ you drunkenly denied him.

„I dont wanna hear ittttt!!“

„y/n please!!“ he pleaded, begged for you.

You held your head up and rushed away from him. Giggling while at it. You were really out of it. Until he got ahold of you, grabbing you gently by the arm. He pulled you to a secluded corner of the club and held you. Tears in his eyes. Typical…

„Cupcake, please. Hear me out-.“

„Fine..“

„I-I thought.. you only wanted to kiss me for new years… and then.. at the office i thought you only wanted to tease me. I felt.. like.. like a freak…“

You almost felt bad for him. Almost. Rolling your eyes. „Oh please.. couldnt even talk to me? Dont play coy with me im not dumb.“

„y/n i promise! I felt like an idiot. I missed that kiss.. i missed you so much..“ A tear fell from his eye. It was real.

You wiped his tear and held his chin.. „Dont cry now.. im just mad. I mean.. I really like you and you do me like this.“

„I understand y/n but im willing to be better.. for you. At least now i know we‘re for real.“

„Yeah.. we‘re for real.. No misinterpretations.“

Stephen nodded and leaned in for a kiss, you giggled, your drunken self was back after being mad.

„You laughing at me now??“ Stephen chuckled and accused you.

„Yeeeahhhh“

He kissed you deeply with a smile and you kissed back. Both of you enjoyed the night, dancing together and making out.

Amy and Caitlin high fived. The job was done.

At least for now.

More was planned on their side.

divider: @uzmacchiato

taglist: @divineani @ysrjune @mvst4far @madsluvsdilfs @hearts4sammonroe @bxbyysstuff @seraphrelic

another parttttt lemme know if you want another part!!! anddd i need ideas. pls. im desperate.

[mangosrar]

cerebral

matt sturniolo x fem reader

this isn’t proof read 😛😛

suggestive ???

i knew this would happen. it happened with the last guy i went on a date with, and the guy before that. they just werent him. it was such a horrible feeling to sit across from someone in a restaurant searching their face for a more familiar one, one that had memories etched into his smile lines, one that had a piece of you with him. but the feeling of having him, but not being abel to have him, wasnt much better.

it was hard, finding the middle ground between my ex and my best friend. we both promised that if we ever broke up nothing would change between us. but it did. i was more cautious of him. i picked my words carefully when they left my mouth. i studied his body language whenever i was close to him. he was like a ticking time bomb. he could be set off at any minute.

lazy footsteps could be heard before i saw matt pad his way into my living room before he plopped himself down next to me. he let himself in. of course he did. he leaned forward and rested his elbows on his knees before turning to look at me with a sad smile on his face.

"you okay?" his voice was hushed. like if he spoke too loud i might shatter. i just nodded with a gloomy smile on my face.

"so why do you look so sad y/n?" he knew me so well and i hated it. i couldnt differentiate wether he knew me so well because he was my bestfriend for so long, or if because he was the love of my life at one point.

"just the date. i dont think you wanna hear about it" i let out a sad laugh as i spoke. his eyebrows furrowed for a second before he replied.

"youre still my bestfriend y/n. just because youre my ex too doesn’t mean you cant tell me about the new guys" he sounded genuine. like he didnt care about the new guys. like he wasnt mad about them. but he should be. i wish he was. i wish he was repulsed at the thought of me ever being able to move on from him. but he wasnt. i kept my eyes trained to the ground. there was a heavy silence as he searched my face. i could feel his wandering eyes burning holes into me. like he could see straight into my brain.

"he called me cerebral matt" i paused, eyes still boring holes into the carpet beneath me. "i didnt even know what it meant" i raised my eyebrows and let out a huff of air through my nose. "would it have killed him to call me pretty instead?" i finally looked up at matt to see his eyes still on me. a look on his face that i couldnt decipher. i hated that he could see my walls crumbling.

"you are pretty y/n" he cooed, his voice so sickly sweet. matts hand moved onto my leg. rubbing slow circles with his thumb. i hated this. i hated that he could sit there and tell me this and not be mine. how could he promise to soften every edge and hold the world to its best when he was killing me.

"you cant say thing like this matt" i pushed his hand off my leg and just like that the walls were built back up again. his eyes dropped to his hand that was now slumped onto the sofa then back up to my face. he knew this was coming.

"why not?" he knew why. he just wanted to hear me say it. i paused momentarily. weighing up my options. deciding wether to say the real reason or to just leave it hanging in the air and say something that we both know is a lie. i didnt know where i stood with matt. he would treat me like in still his girlfriend in some ways, caring for me, being a shoulder for me to cry on and always being there to hold my hand when i needed him to, but he would drop it after a few seconds, leaving cold, heart shaped scars in his wake.

"because im still in love with you" tears were threatening to spill as i spoke. his face didnt move a fraction. he didnt even blink, just staring at me like he was deep in thought. this was old news for him and he probably could have beat me to it but atleast he was kind enough to let me say it. matt didnt even speak. he just kept staring at me as he brought a gantle hand up to the side of my face.

before i could even pull his hand off my face his lips were on mine. i didnt have the type of self control to pull away. i leaned into him, craving the closeness, luckily he got the hint and pulled me into his lap so i was straddling him and the kiss grew heavy, his tongue forcing its way into my mouth, his wandering hands grabbing and groping whatever skin he could. he moved his mouth off mine and began trailing wet kisses down my neck and jawline making my breath hitch and my eyes close.

he began sucking and biting the skin on the side of my neck making me while. my hands found home in his hair, tugging softly, earning a satisfied hum from matt before he spoke against me.

"lets just get back together mh?" i was so lost in the way his lips felt on my skin i didnt even register what he had said until a few seconds later. i immediately pulled his head away from me and stared at him with wide eyes.

"what?" surprise evident in the sound of my voice.

"i dont see what the problem is, we both still love each other and i hate seeing you go on dates with shitty guys so why not?" i couldnt even reply to him. i just stared at him with my wouth hung open. what the fuck.

"if you dont want to, ill stop, but if you do, just say the words and ill give you whatever you want." he sounded so sure.

"yes" that was all he needed before he smirked and brought his lips to mine again, kissing me, hot and heavy.

the kiss was sloppy and desperate, both of us urgent for a touch we craved so badly. he ground his hips up, pressing his hard on into my heat making me whine into his mouth. i felt him smile against my lips before he kissed down my chin and throat before licking a stripe up it, pulling a moan from me, causing my hips to stutter against his involuntarily.

make up sex is good for the soul.

pt 2 coming soon an it’s spicy 🤓

taglist: @christinarowie332 @biimpanicking @soursturniolo @freshlovehacker @urmyslxt @kitaysworld @kvtie444 @chrisenthusiast @flowerxbunnie @mattsd0ll @itsjennarose @hearttshapedkisses @lovingsturniolo

[m4yasnotthatcool]

Can we have Andrew and Reader have a life after the events of the game (In the Bulletless Decay route)?

Reader would be an exchange student who would have gone to stay with the Graves family, but in the end she ended up being another 'victim' of the game's circumstances.

She would be a type of person who was indifferent to almost everything, cold-blooded, with somewhat sociopathic tendencies but with a kind heart.

Okay, let's do this, after Ashley's murder, Andrew and Reader finally got fake teeth and moved somewhere far away, but with all the recent traumas and along with the fear of being abandoned.

Andrew started to have possessive tendencies, a little clingy, toxic, manipulative towards our 'poor thing' Reader and that would result in them having children in the future, to keep her trapped in the coffin with him.

ANDREW GRAVES X F!READER

(a/n: okay so i think i understand what u mean, sorry if its not what you expected, im a little(very) rusty rn at writing) NOT PROOF READ!

okay so first of all, Ashley never liked you, and thats part of the reason Andrew liked you sm

like, yea, he always does whatever his sister wants him to, and he hated himself for falling for you

but there was just something about how you were so indifferent under almost any circumstances (oh how he enjoyed seeing you crack under the pressure when you ate the cultist!)

your cold blooded outer shell was something intriguing to him

he wanted to study you

he wanted to get to know you.

did he care about you from the begining? ha, no.

of course he didnt

his sister hated you, so he hated you too

she was afraid you'd steal him from her so he didnt give you the chance

a couple of days into the quarantine is when he'll finally give in and start talking to you

and low and behold, he loved you from the first interaction

you were just so interesting!

he, of course, felt guilty for going against his sisters wishes, but he still would spend mre and more time just talking to you

after killing ashley i think he would just be in denial

for a really (REALLY) long time he would just wait for her to come back, even tough he knows shes not going to

after somehow getting away and finding a permanent place to stay, you two got in a relationship

both of you had abandonment issues you should treat, but neither of you felt it was necesary

from the start he didnt let you talk to anyone else but him

at first it was something you despited about him, feeling it was too clingy. you needed space, you needed privacy

but at one point those needs started fading away

he would tell you "you dont need anyone else but me. im the only one who is capable of understanding what you went trough! and you're the only one who can understand what I went trough. but its alright! dont worry about me! just worry about yourself and what you want. its not like you care about me anyway."

so you belived him

you didnt need anyone else but him

you told him you didnt want kids

thats one of the many topics you talked about when you met

you didnt feel they fufiled any particular need of yours and you didnt want to have them if you were just going to regret them after

he managed to change your mind

after having your 2nd child with him, you were so far gone that you remained just and empty shell of the person you used to be

the lines between you two started bleeding into eachother and so he absorbed your presence

you were no longer yourself

you were just who he wanted you to be all along

he still loved you of course

also i feel like he would get a lot of his manipulation skills from his sister

or whatever is the feeling he gets thats closest to love

he just needed you to stay

and whenever it seemed like you were ready to fly away, he would cut your wings

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final a/n

i know its bad dude, im sorry 😭

if you were to ask me right now what i just wrote i couldnt tell you (like im fr rn)

if you want me to try to re-do it just ask (if u didnt like this one that is)

so uh

thx for asking

and sorry its bad lmao

here are the other fandoms i write for!

have a nice rest of ur day/night!

[omensandwonders]

i can't be saved

ghostface!noah x f!reader

(a/n: this is supposed to be a halloween/ bday post for our king even though it's DISGUSTINGLY late (mainly cause my blog didnt exist on his bday lol whoopsie) but BETTER LATE THAN NEVER AMIRITE HEATHENS)

warnings: cnc/dubcon, breaking and entering, mean!noah, knife play, blood play (he carves his initials into the reader lol), impact play, degradation, choking/ asphyxiation, creampie, general feral word vomit things, readers.. kinda dumb

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it was friday, october 31st, 11.32pm. rain gently drummed against the windows, thunder rolling in the far off distance. it was the perfect night for you to cosy up with a book you had been meaning to get to for literal ages, but never had the chance to. snuggled up on your couch, a vanilla scented candle lit, you got to work.

you barely got 50 pages in before a loud crash sounded through your house, ripping you from the story you had just begun to immerse yourself in. what the actual hell was that? against your better judgement you stood up slowly, slippers quiet on the hardwood floor, and walked towards the area of the house where the sound had come from. you felt cold dread run down your spine as you saw it: one of your windows was torn completely open. the thud had been the window being thrown open and slamming into the wall. somebody was inside. mind and heart racing in panic you started taking slow steps backwards, trying to think of how to escape, when your back hit something. or better, someone. you yelped and turned quickly, now facing a tall, masked man. you couldnt see anything behind his mask, but you could see strong, heavily tattooed arms... and a knife in his hand. that's all it took for your survival instinct to kick in and you sprinted past him, a loud laugh echoing through the halls of your apartment before he took off after you, his heavy boots slamming against the floor loudly.

panting in fear you reached your bedroom and practically threw yourself under your bed. it was cliche, but maybe, just maybe he wouldnt check. you covered your mouth to muffle your breathing just as his heavy boots slid into view, coming to a halt in front of the bed before starting to slowly walk around the room. you could hear him open the closet before closing it again and it sounded like he was leaving. you were about to exhale in relief when you suddenly felt a large hand close around your ankle and yank you out from your hiding place "found you!" you could practically hear the grin in his voice, despite his face being hidden behind the mask. you screamed in fear, fists pounding against his chest until he pressed his knife to your throat "now, pet, none of that. you have any idea how fuckin' annoying that gets?" slowly you lowered your fists, hands shaking in fear. not like you had much of a choice anyways "much better. now... i was going to kill you, but... seeing you like this... that'd just be such a waste, wouldnt it?" you sobbed in fear as his free hand brushed a stray strand of hair from your face "all you gotta do is be a good girl and stay still for me, and ill let you live. isnt that nice?" he moved his knife away a little, just enough to let you nod meekly "good pet"

he barely left you time to process before taking his knife to your clothes, cutting them off of you in a few precise cuts and strong rips. it barely took a minute for you to be completely bare and shaking before him. he hummed contemplatively and let the tip of his knife slowly drag down the valley between your breasts, down to your navel and stopping just above your pussy. his free hand made his way up your soft thigh, giving it a squeeze before parting your legs roughly to give himself more space. with a soft sigh his thumb found your clit, starting to rub in slow but firm circles. he laughed at your pathetic moan "you dirty bitch, youre gettin' off on this, arent you?" he sunk two fingers into your cunt and all you could do was moan out. before you realized what was happening he put the knife down and his open palm met your cheek hard enough to send your head lolling to the side, other hand sinking a third finger into your pussy "when i ask you a question, i expect a fucking answer" "y-yes- yes, im getting off on it-" you all but sobbed out, the pain of his slap making your cunt clench and drool even more. within minutes of him toying with your pussy you were approaching your high, hips grinding against his hand, but just as you were about to fall off the edge, he pulled away, stopping all of his touches "nah, not until i say so" "please, please- fuck, 'm so clo-" he didnt even let you finish before he backhanded you again. he gripped your cheeks harshly, blunt nails digging into your soft skin and pulling you closer to his masked face "you forgetting your fucking place here? im in charge, slut, you do as i say. do i have to remind you? dont worry, i know just what to do with dumb cocksleeves like you" he let go of your cheeks, roughly letting you fall back to the floor. his left hand grabbed your throat to hold you down, other hand positioning the tip of his knife between your breasts. as realisation dawned on you you sobbed, fear running through your veins but you were helpless as he dug the blade in, not too deep, carving his initials into you slowly. NS. once he was satisfied with his work he wiped the blodd off his knife on your thigh before discarding it "there you go. little reminder of tonight for ya, mh?" he let go of your throat to grip your thigh, pressing one of your legs to your chest while the other positioned himself at your dripping entrance, your chest buzzed and ached from the shallow wound, but the scariest part was how much this all turned you on. he hilted himself with one smooth thrust and it punched the air out of your lungs. he was so thick and long, it felt like you were being split open. barely giving you time to adjust, his pace was rough and ruthless from the start, hips slamming into yours fast and hard. your wails and cries filled the room, mixed with his occassional deep groans and the sound of your skin slapping together. one of his large hands wrapped around your throat just tight enough to make your head go fuzzy, eyes rolling back with a loud moan. he was ruining you, ruining you for any other man, splitting you open on his cock and fucking you to tears. it was too good. "gonna cum? 'sokay, you can cum now, such a good fuckin' cocksleeve for me, pussy's so tight and warm- made for me, huh? made for takin' my dick like this- gonna fill you so good-" his filthy words sent you over the edge, cumming with a liud cry. with one last thrust he pushed as deep as he could, cumming inside you with a loud groan.

after you both came down from your high he slowly let go off you and pulled out before pulling off his mask, revealing the dissheveled but handsome face of your loving boyfriend, noah "did so good for me love, thank you for lettin' me try this" "i had so much fun, happy birthday baby" you laughed softly and pressed a soft kiss to his lips which he happily returned before leaning down and licking the blood off of your chest. he sat up and scooped you up in his arms "now to get you cleaned up and pamper you"

[connorsblog]

˙✧˖° SWEET TOOTH P.1 📷 ༘ ⋆｡ ˚

warnings: gore descriptions of animals, mention of walkers (obv), and some cussing if you count that,,

pairing: soft!s4!carl grimes x reader

kind of an au where rick doesnt pass out and carl & judith reunite immediately after the prison era (if that makes sense)

I HAD COMPLETELY forgotten why i was here, i was supposed to be scavenging.. but i got side tracked by a cluster of ducks off the edge of this pond.

they all looked oddly peaceful, even when walkers were snarling quietly behind the doors of the barricaded houses from when the world went to absolute shit.

my keys dangled loudly from my pant pocket as i crouched down, but i no other place to put them because i lost my bag a while ago, probably nabbed by a walker that was wandering around and i didn't notice.

a duck waddled by my feet slowly, something in its mouth. "whatcha got?" i whispered, the duck looking me straight in the eye before dropping the item on the dewed grass.

i picked it up slowly, inspecting it. i realized after a solid 15 seconds of looking at it that it wasn't anything interesting — just a piece of overly rusted metal.

i shoved it in my back pocket before getting up from my grass mound i had made, and set off to wherever i found solace in for the time being.

a duck quacked behind me loudly, but i ignored it before i heard the crunching of flesh. i turned around hesitantly, a sob slipping between my lips as i saw multiple ducks being torn apart piece by piece — blood spurting everywhere.

i turned around before the walkers could notice i was still there, using all of my strength to climb up one of those tall, darkened trees until they disappeared.

EVEN AFTER SOME time, i was still stuck in that damn tree. why did i even fucking choose to go up here? i knew they wouldnt leave until the sun rose — chasing after it idiotically.

i think i started to doze off before i heard a gunshot ring through my ears — watching the walkers being shot from probably about two or three spots.

i sat up after they all dropped to the ground, my feet swung over the trunk. i guess the people that killed them hadn't realized my presence.

"who are you?" an older man had shouted out, i guess he didn't realize i was a damn kid but, better safe than sorry.

i called out my name before all three of them seemed to relax, the same man who yelled at me had beckoned me to come down.

"you all look rough," i said, crinkling my lip backwards for a second. i never really had a filter — but that didnt seem to affect any of them.

"yeah — we probably do," the woman said. her voice was nice, she sounded kind. well, some people are straight up horrible and they sound sweet as a damn peach tree.

"i'm michonne," the woman said, seeming to grin like she couldnt do anything but.

"i'm carl!" the young boy introduced himself enthusiastically, smiling. why did they all smile so damn big?

"rick," the older man husked out, not smiling. well, finally one with some sanity i guess.

after a few seconds of silence, carl handed me a piece of chocolate that was half melted. "do you like candy? i have more at the house —" he talked with a certain enthusiasm i couldnt reciprocate, especially after watching those ducks being torn apart.

rick interrupted him, "we can't show them the house! what if they have people?" rick whispered, but i heard every word.

"i lost my people 'bout a week ago. mainly just sticking to this neighborhood for now," i spoke up. i didn't want these damn country people to conspire about me.

"dad, let them come to the house!" carl pleaded, "they seem nice, and its already like nighttime now."

rick was in thought for a moment, putting his hand on his chin as his gun slacked in the holster.

"yeah — c'mon. it's gettin' late, kid."

a/n: this sucks so bad but i'm making this a series to preoccupy myself LMAO

[boopiemadz]

heyy hii hello!!!! i’m curious about harper again!!! what was her role in the season 3 finale hunt? how’d she react, was she in on any plans… tell me everythinggggg

VIVI!! ml 💗💗 I will gladly answer this 🤭🤭

(I made a pic of Harper and Travis teehee)

SEASON 3 SPOILERS!!!

-HARPER & THE HUNT-

Here's some details more about Harpers relationship with the wilderness :)

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Harper was never informed or a part of the plan to initiate the hunt, she truly believed that Akilahs animals died of natural causes, so when Lottie brought up doing another hunt to 'appease' the wilderness she had no clue about some of the girls plan to kill Shauna.

She contested the hunt along with Nat, trying to convince the others that this wasnt logical, but the majority of the girls were convinced that a hunt was the only way. So out of survival she stepped back and let it happen knowing if she contested any more she wouldnt be safe.

Harper had walked in on a conversation between Van and Nat a few days prior, therefore she had knowledge of the transponder and the repair plan. While people were prepping for the hunt Nat, Misty, Van, Harper and Chelsea who was brought in by Harper devised the plan to allow the hunt to be a distraction so that Nat could try out the transponder.

When the card draw happened, she was crying. Having to hold hands with Van just to stablize her when she looked at her card, she couldnt bear the thought of having to be the decoy for the plan, or anyone else for that matter. When Shauna messed with the order she put the peices togather, Van next to her looked guilty. So in that moment she knew Van had rigged the cards, she didnt know how, but she hoped she had a reason for doing so, but Shauna, yet again, ruined it.

Mari. As soon as she turned the card over and gave that deadpan glance a tear escaped from her eye and she collapsed to the ground, knowing Mari had no chance, either way she wasnt making it out alive.

As the hunt started she stood frozen in her spot. Not moving until she turned to see Travis yelling at Shauna, she had to pry him away before he dug himself into a hole he couldnt get out of. She spent the majority of the hunt at camp helping the very drunk Travis and trying to distract herself at the same time.

When the horn was blown Travis was asleep with her playing with his hair. Harper shot up and immediatly ran to the direction of the sound. Looking down at the pit she gasped and put her hands to her mouth letting out a guttoral sob.

"Im so sorry... this wasnt supposed to happen..."

That night while everyone was preparing for the feast she decided to drink the rest of Travis's wine, not ready to face reality and knowing she couldnt continue with the ritual without the alcohol.

Her and Travis were in a full drunken state, not even recignizing the ritualistic canibalistic actions they were partaking in, just bystanders in their own lives. The sillohette of Shaunas antler queen figure reminded her of how small she was. In a weird way it was peacful, it made her feel unimportant, just a small girl in a big world, that this whole situation, being surrounded by a unknown force she still had a hard time grappling with its properties, and being now under the reign of a girl she so desperatly wished she could shake back to the girl she once knew, was in that moment, just a small blip on a big map.

In the morning she barley remembered anything, untill Shauna screamed "WHERE THE FUCK IS NATALIE!!" at the top of her lungs. Thats when, for the first time in ages, a small pang of hope rang out in her chest, maybe, just maybe, this all wasnt for nothing and Maris sacrifice would mean something after all. Maybe Nat could save them.

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oof that was long, BUT SO FUNN!! thx for asking i luv oc stuff and asks make me so giddy. also i am working on some reqests in my inbox rn im just a little busy but i am working on stuff js not as active as i was when i was hyperfocused lol :)

[theiawrites]

i'll try to clear up my points later but im just so frustrated i need to write it now

this is based on what i remember after reading the book

Mocking bird pin: Madge gave it but they showed some random woman giving it to Katniss, which she gave to prim, she prim gave to her.

Gale was supposed to hunt with her, collect berries which they will then sell to the greesy sally and strawberries to the mayor. Which shows that they've known the woods deeply.

Also, the strawberry scene shows that despite the mayor having an idea of the rule breaking, didn't punish them for it, even buying the fruit. Which helps shape how district 12 was like, that despite their situation, the mayor and the peacekeepers arent all that strict, compared to other districts in future references (Rue's situation when the boy who stole the special night glasses and the peacekeepers killed him.)

They didn't include the scene with Gale going to Katniss's house which shows their deep friendship.

The fact that they cut Gale's scene in the woods, they didn't show how free they seemed in the woods, despite breaking the rule.

They removed MADGE from the damn movie.

They didnt add effies comment about Katniss not wanting her sister to steal the spotlight or smth, adds to the fact the capitol views them as entertainment and how they act like the districts should thank them for the opportunity to be sent to an arena to kill and be killed.

They just made Katniss and Gale hug, cutting out the entire drama of "I have something to tell you-" gets interrupted BOOM ANGST

They removed Peeta's father promising to take care of prim, of feeding her. That's literally what assured Katniss that they'll be fine. That "they'll be gale and a baker who promised to keep her fed" and when they removed the baker? they removed the cookie scene and her throwing it out. because for so long it had been mentioned so many darn times that katniss didnt like owing people, so when the baker gives her cookies, she throws it out because she couldnt handle the weight that comes along with them essentially owing peeta too.

The scene with Effie where she comments on their manners because it showed that the capitol couldn't care less should the people starve, but when the last tributes who were starving and saw the menagerie of dishes, of course theyll forget their manners.

The haymitch scene. Where katniss throws the knife and it accidentally delved between the wedges and I quote "making me look better than i actually am" and Haymitch commented "well looks like i actually got a pair of fighters this year"

Peeta didn't punch Haymitch or try to "suck up" because it showed the indepth character, or his desperation to survive

I imagined cinna to be gay

the holding hands scene. It was supposed to be cinna signing it, katniss asking peeta what he said, peeta saying oh hold hands probably, katniss going like oh ok, boom hold hands. not fricking yank it away because someone's supposed to notice.

they also removed the fact that katniss clenched his hand because she was nervous. in the movie they made it like she had no problem lying, acting, but in the book, she had the hardest time trying to keep her smile, but with peeta by her side, she was able to be at least charming, catching a rose while the crowd went crazy trying to catch the kiss she sent in their direction.

they removed cinna saying "the girl on fire" or smth like thatwhen she was talking about the costime actually tthis is unsure i forgot some parts here/

i was expecting a gown, with its dress hanging from the chariot, on fire, not black sequence body suits.

they cut an entire chunk of when she stayed in the capitol, cutting to the training scene. Peeta and Katniss were supposed to stay together during training because of what Haymitch told them.

Throwing the large ball thing. WHY

They made Effie such a bitch. The only reason they were supposed to know about her shooting the apple was because the three of them gathered, someone asks peeta what happened he said he just threw some heavy stuff around. then they ask katniss she explains, effie panics, but then was like "well they shouldve paid attention" besides how did haymitch know she shot them when he wasnt there when they gathered?

there was no fight in the training area

they removed the avox girl from existence

also they removed katniss crying and shit because maybe theyll do something to her motherand prim and turn her to an avox.

they didnt make caesar flickerman to be as jolly and socially as intended in the books, with that serious ass tone and all

they didnt delve too much into katniss's session with effie and haymitch before the interview. because thats where they implied how haymitch and katniss werent holding hands and drinking tea and shit. also because in the arena katniss was able to understand haymitch more and as peeta suggested, that haymitch didnt like her much because she was similar to him, in a way.

the katniss reaction. it was supposed to be shown, and then she blushes and had sparkled and shi

they didn't include the fact that peeta was supposed to get injured when katniss pushed himm and there was a small fight between them and peeta said gale was her boyfriend and shit.

lamb stew interview thing

CINNA WHAT TO YOU MEAN SHH "They almost didnt allow this, thought the pin could give you an advantage as a weapon" or something like that "the girl from district _ had her ring i think and it rrevealed a poisoned needle if you twist it" SMTH LIKE THAT I FORGOT BUT WHERE ARE YOUR WORDS SWEETHEART

Im pretty sure the cornucopia was in the middle of where the tributes were? and the farther away from it the more less valuable stuff? and that it was golden?

how was she so quick to find a water source? book katniss literally almost died looking for water for DAYS

peeta offered to finish the girl off and he did, thats how they were able to talk in the first place, just below her tree.

Clove is so small like what

CATO WHY ARE YOU SLEEPING NEXT TO GLIMMER MY HEART IS BREAKING YOU BITCH

Rue wasnt the one who told her to cut the branch, she thought of that rue just told her of the hive above her.

also, it happened just after the fire, thats why the tracker jackers were still drowsy.

katniss was also injured in her hands, that's why she had trouble cutting the branch as she timed it with the anthem playing.

why is cato so fucking touchy with glimmer brutha what//

cato simp for clove forever i dont care\ clato forever and im not talking about the movie /gags. im talking about the book where they dont fucking force the chemistry with catoand glimmer sure its cute BUT THE BOOK

how does rue know peeta was by the river? i mean the only way katniss thought of that was because of her brain

nobody was watching the packs, not the boy from district 5(?) the holes werent that obvious too, maybe there were patches with no grass but no entire fricking bumps on the road. the careers arent dumb. and besides, they left out the argument that it couldve been a trap.

thats how katniss knew peeta was injured anyways, BECAUSE she heard cato dismiss it being peeta because he knew he was injured, GRAVELY.

why didn't anyone notice katniss when the stuff blew up? and why were the careers so quick to appear? it took them like, a few more minutes since katniss had to basically regain her hearing and strenght after she almost got blown up on.

and then, how was she able to run? i remember book katniss having to sleep hiding in a bush or something, almost getting hypothermia and stuff.

i think it was supposed to take care like the next day before she went looking for rue.

the fact that marvel went for rue. i forgot the exact scene but im pretty sure he wouldve gone for katniss with that opportunity.

will add later i fell down the stairs

[sillyyuserr]

Terukane analysis <33

one of my favorties because it really shows how much they care and more about THEM less about how teru looks at akane or things like that (watch the fuck out it killed me writing this)

like i said in my last last LAST post, i wanted to write an analysis on what happened between terukane just before the severance so here i am🙏

after getting back to the ”human realm”, akane realizes aoi isnt there with him, turns around in confusion, and sees teru with a saddened look on his face

Teru looks saddened while explaining what happened to aoi and how she couldnt return

Akane asks if teru knew the whole time, teru confesses to having had known that she wouldnt come back but didnt say anything, leading to akane being very clearly distressed and upset

Akane grabs teru by the shirt/jacket or wtv hes wearing and punches him and shoves him against a wall

Akane’s done with attacking teru, and turns around to try to go back and get her, falls to the ground in pain, his untreated wounds getting worse by the minute, gets back up to get her, teru forces him down, akane’s lying on the ground, disappointed and sad

Yadayadayada idrc what happens after this thats not what we’re focusing on, now that im done with the ridiculously long recap lets break it down further

As seen here, teru is both feeling and looking, extremely guilty. He’s guilty ab not telling akane, but knowing he kind of had to keep it a secret

Something you need to know ab terukane to really understand it, is their relationship is heavily built around their trust in one another so when teru hid how aoi couldnt come back from akane, he was hurt and confused as if he had never seen it coming, like it wasnt even a what if. He knows teru tries to be “perfect” to everyone else, but had never even CONSIDERED that he might lie to HIM. 

The reason this hit like a fucking global pandemic is because akane trusted teru so much he didn’t even think ab the “what ifs” and even if he did, him lying wouldnt even be on there

and since he was really hurt, he lashed out and punched him. Teru knew he was hurt/betrayed and let him punch him, feeling guilty at himself for keeping this from him. Gosh they really do care about one another

As seen here, akane tries to get aoi, but in his damaged state, he literally cannot. Teru knows this, and hurts inside seeing him like this, him having to literally shove him to the ground to stop him.

Akane seems to be at like rock bottom rn. Just lost his childhood bsf and this dude he swears he hates just lied to him ab something this srs. my mans really going through it

Forgot to add but teru looks especially heartbroken here looking at akane, it literally hurts him to do this to akane, but he knew he wouldnt leave aoi there so he did what was best for him, and brought him back. Also not to mention he literally travelled through the most notorious school mystery’s boundary (also the god of fucking death like wdym) just to save akane like what the fuck

teru’s so obvious istg if AidaIro doesnt make terukane canon thats one thing, but if they dont confirm or at least prove in some way teru has a crush on akane, my entire life is a fucking lie

pls give me ideas or stuff ab terukane that you’ve noticed and i havent im running out of analysis ideas 😭😭🙏

[iwanty0uu]

“𝐺𝑜𝑜𝑑 𝑃𝑢𝑚 𝑃𝑢𝑚 𝑁𝑒𝑒𝑑𝑠 𝐺𝑜𝑜𝑑 𝑆ℎ𝑒𝑙𝑡𝑒𝑟“~𝓁ℯ𝓁ℯ ✧˚ · . ✧˚ · . ✧˚ · .

pt3…

He closed the room door after you trailed behind him, the bed bounced slightly as you sat on it, smiling keeping your head low. “Why wont you look at me baby? I’m not that ugly am i?” he joked making you giggle, “no its just that..”looking away, tears starting to form but they were blinked away before the boy in front of you noticed, you were sensitive but not pussy. “Talk to me mama” he said as he cocked his head, leaning in front of the wall that seemed to have gained your interest.

*:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ

“Well i literally just met you but it feels like i can really trust you, I’m not an idiot and I would kill you before you could even try to just hit and dip” He chuckled at the statement, he understood where you came from and thats what he wanted to avoid. He didn’t want you to have the impression that he used you, so he would only do as much as you wanted him too. But before he shared his thought you said something that changed his mood, that almost offended him. “And i honestly thought you wouldn’t like me all that much because i not all that skinny you know” you hunched over to untie your shoes and set them aside, the high waist of your skirt rolled itself down.

*:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ

You couldnt help but open the button to get more comfortable. Your belly ring showed and shimmered while you adjusted your skirt, no longer caring about the stretch marks on your tummy and the indents left on your skin due to the tight nature of your skirt. “ Why would think any part of you is ugly? You dont need me telling you that you’re beautiful because i know you already know, but i refuse to let you sit here and shit on yourself cus you dont look like what bum ass dudes think is beautiful” his hands navigated their way to your chin,“boy fuck them niggas” you added which made laughter erupt from the both of you.

*:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ

A sigh escaped your lips, inhaling the remaining air. You appreciated his humor, but he was right, your insecurity started from a young age. You were so mean to the little girl that just wanted to fit in and feel beautiful, the kind of beautiful that was like the sunset, that reminded people of Pink and White by Frank Ocean, the kind of beautiful that was self made and wasnt built on the validation of others.

*:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ

If you felt anything right now, it was that, beautiful, confident, and ready to fuck the guy that caught your eye. You started the kiss back up again, only this time you had the intention of taking it further than before. Your clit throbbed as your hand slipped and grabbed onto your purple panties, using them to subtly stimulate the throbbing bud in between your legs. His tongue fought for dominance in your mouth, his soft plush lips were so warm, you couldnt help but wonder what it felt like on your second pair of lips. Pushing him away and separating ,left a long thread of saliva connecting between you two.

*:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ

“Con” lust filled his hazel bright eyes, he listened to every word you said, your voice remained low but strong, “take this off, i dont want you to mess it up” you said smirking, tugging on the bottom of his hoodie, lifting it over his head. His chains clanked together, falling onto his wife beater. His hoodie was discarded and forgotten as he untied and removed your shirt, revealing the purple bra under it, breasts pouring out of the “too small” push up bra which sent the blood straight to his dick. You felt it throb through his sweatpants as the bulge grew on your legs. He shifted in between you, now attacking your neck, you moaned softly as he left love bites all over your skin.

*:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ

“Connieee” you pleaded softly. If you didnt know any better you would confuse the throbbing in between your legs with the increasing pulse of your heart. “Can i take your skirt off Y/n?” he said breaking his kisses, “tell me when you want me to stop baby girl,please.” At this moment, you knew he was all yours and only yours “yes connie, take it off” you said, you felt the adrenaline rush through your body making you hyperactive. Small kisses were sent down your plush thighs, kissing the wet mark on your panties.

*:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ

He lifted your leg over his shoulder and kissed the scar on your ankle, then kissed your knee, fingers slowly removing your undergarment as he made his was back up to your pussy. He spread your lips open , kissing your left lip, then your right, then focusing his attention on your slit. Licking up and down slowly, then quickly, “Connie baby i-“ you gasped as he pushed his finger inside of you, the same one with the silver ring on it. “i seen you liked this one” he said thrusting up into the plush on your throbbing, wet cunt, licking the fluid that was on your exposed thighs. He sucked on your clit, a feeling you only even experienced thanks to your purple rose toy that you bought for yourself as a graduation gift.

*:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ

He flicked the bud of nerves as goosebumps flooded your body, arching your back in an unnatural shape as you rode his finger that was now curved making space for the second one. “mhhhmm oh shit conniee please fuck this pussy” you babbled as he licked faster, making deeper and slower strokes inside of you, “Connie im cumminnnn” you tried to stifle your moans but you were submerged in the orgasm you worked so hard for, your body twitched in Connie’s mouth, tightening around the tongue that pushed up against your walls further into your hole.

*:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ

Eyes now rolling back at the overstimulation, Connie gripped onto your hips, his motions came to a halt as he kissed your clit, and went up all the way to your stomach. Legs rested over his shoulders, you smiled to yourself knowing that the night you had dreamed of was successful. A pussy drunk connie still kissing your tummy mumbling sweet things about you. Less than five minutes passed and Connie got up kissed you on your cheek, rubbing your hip, “lemme wipe you up baby” he said getting a wet rag from the restroom, it was dark outside and you weren’t surprised, but Connie came back quickly with a towel and went over your areas, slipped your panties on and rested on your stomach. “How did i do pretty?” he asked looking up at you, hazel eyes low. “I didn’t hurt you did I? was i grabbing on your thighs too hard?” he asked, you felt the genuine concern in his voice. It was so so so cute.

*:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ

“Aww look at you all pussy whipped, I’m okay baby you did amazing like amazing probably isn’t the word” you said rubbing his head, hearing his chuckle “only for you, you better never tell nobody you seen me like this” he joked “ only if you keep doing what you do with your tongue boo” you lifted his chin, and his face met yours with a nice smooch to seal off the night. “Thick girls just do it better” he said as he laid on your chest, playing with your breasts, biting them from time. “What can i say, this tummy of mine is made of gold ,likeeee good pum pum need good shelter” you couldn’t keep yourself serious, bursting into laughter at your comment, Connie laughed as well feeling nothing but content. He felt like he was already falling in love with you, you tasted so good and you were funny, and smart, and got your money up. Your Dior sneakers and Telfar didn’t go unnoticed, but besides that, he didn’t want to loose you trying to rush into a relationship and was willing to go as slow as you wanted as long as he got to see you smile...

*:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ

i meannn be did know you were right tho pussy as good as yours did need a shelter, and he felt comfortable under it, and he love that you were comfortable with him being under it, as long as it was yours <3

like i literally wanna cry i have written this about 6 times because this shit constantly deletes like i have no more motivation to make it cute and aesthetic till tomorrow just lmk if yall fuck wit itand if my booboo bears want another one~𝓁ℯ𝓁ℯ <3

[diablademon]

I finally watched 'Baron Omatsuri and the secret island' movie.

I didnt want to watch it at first because I thought the artstyle was too wierd. But I learned that this movie was the creepiest of the one piece movies so I gave it a chance.

Nami gettin mad at Usopp was the most realistic of the argument.

Nami getting mad at Usopp for leaving her alone was normal for her, shes hot headed and rely on others to keep her safe. Usopp didnt even take it to heart that she yelled at him. But him saying betrayal was her thing and she slapping him and couldnt forgive him was understable. Nami can lie, trick and steal. But she doesnt betray her love ones. And betrayal is a sour spot for her.

Zoros and Sanjis anger isnt what I didnt really get thou.

Zoro and Sanji arguing isnt new and I didnt really see anything that stuck out between them for them to act that way. Especially not the part where Sanji Yelled at Nami when they couldnt find Usopp and Chopper. Sanji takes all kind of abuse from Nami, he have never been mad at her for ignoring him or her talking to another guy before. At most he get mad at the guy that Nami is talking to.

Zoro and Sanji are protective over Chopper and Usopp at times so them freaking out wasnt that suprising. But Sanji snapping at Nami is wierd. I understand its suppose to show how the crew is falling apart. But I dnt know what would make Sanji realisticlly snap like that.

Im also suprised Luffy didnt demand his friends whereabouts earlier. When the crew was arguing. That he would let his crew leave like that before speaking up I didnt understood. I understand he wouldnt know how to act as water 7 hadnt happen yet.

No real comments on Chopper and Robin, they did their own thing most of the time and was already gone by the time the drama happend.

But now to the ending.

I got hit with nostalgy when the creepy imagery started. It was something I recognized from old animes/movies but modern shows/movies havent been able to replicate. I didnt realise it was something I missed in movies.

It was great to watch. The artstyle didnt bother me that much as I thought it would. I wasnt prepared for the dad to do the killing blow to the flower. Normally Luffy is the one that take down the big bad while other help on the side line.

Now I just need to find my notes on which movie was worth watching next.

[gettinshiggywithit]

「ᴋɪꜱꜱ ᴍᴇ ᴜɴᴅᴇʀ ᴛʜᴇ ᴍɪꜱᴛʟᴇᴛᴏᴇ」

Summary: a mistletoe mishaps at the ADA

Pairing: dazai x gn!reader (platonic with a little unrequited love~)

Genre:fluff

A/N: Sorry Im Late Guys!Hope You Like It!!

“THIS” said dazai, “This will be my masterpiece!”

You couldnt help but roll your eyes at the brunette’s eagerness.

What was he doing,you ask?

Hanging up bunches of mistletoe of course!

Over each doorway and window too.

In fact, if he could reach it,he’d stuck some mistletoe onto it!

This was his way of bringing in, as he said ‘his share of the Christmas spirit’

“Well! That looks like the last of it” dazai said as he got down from the rickety old ladder you’d been holding upright so he wouldn’t crash and fall,although heaven knows he’d have loooved to have fallen🙄.

As he got off the ladder with a little hop! You couldn’t help but let out a breath you didnt know you’d been holding in. He always kept you on your toes that was for sure~

“Dazai…are you sure Kunikida won’t kill you for this?” You said glancing at the mistletoe stuck all over the place with a mix of duct tape, blu tack and even wads of tape made out of frustration.

“Of courseee how could he! Ive only helped bring some much needed ✨Christmas spirit✨ into the ada!”

“And besides,” he paused before continuing, “Kunikida askedd me to help with the decorations! So im just following his orders~” he finished his statement off with a smirk.

“I know..but i dont think this was what h-“

And at that very moment a familiar shout echoes through the ada office,

“DAZAIIIIIII”

Kunikinda practically marched through the door towards your bandaged best friend,who now looked slightly less confident than he had literally five seconds ago.

“Why Kunikida! It’s lovely to-“

“DONT PLAY DUMB WITH ME DAZAI,WHAT THE HELL IS ALL OF THIS?!” The blonde said,motioning to all the mistletoe.

Dazai nonchalantly looked around the room and calmly answered, “wellll when you said ,’help with the decorations’ i thought-“

Kunikida’s frustrated groan cut dazai off for the second time in a row.

“I know what i said,you bandaged bafoon! Ughhh i didnt think you’d,” Kunikida paused and looked to you.

“Y/n please take these down… i think i need to lie down….”

And with that he stormed off to what you could only guess was his apartment.

You glared at dazai who wanted to say something before shushing him with a finger over his lips and a, “not another word. You put them up, you’re gonna take them down yourself.”

You expected cries of outrage and retaliation, but were only met with a reluctant “FINEEEEEE”

And after about an hour, all the mistletoe was gone and you were both on your break.

“You sure you got it all?” You asked as you took a bite out of your sandwich, “yeah…” replied the brunette looking at his crab legs when a glimmer suddenly returned to his eyes.

“But… i saved one for the prettiest girl (handomest boy) i know” he said before pulling out a single stem of mistletoe and dangling it between the two of you.

He looked at you expectantly and you looked at him before rolling your eyes and kissing him on the cheek.

“Awww no kiss on the lips??”

“In your dreams~” you said as you wrapped up your sandwich and headed to your locker.

But little did you know he was looking at your receding form like you’d hung the stars. “Hmm in my dreams…doesnt sound so bad…maybe next year then” he said smiling to himself.

Maybe next year indeed…

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[ainri]

hello! I'm the one who asked for one of illumi (yandere) could you make it headcanons?

illumi zoldyck as a yandere (hcs and drabble.)

•hunter x hunter

•yandere illumi headcanons + small drabble

•mostly fem oriented

•assasin/servant reader

•fic warinings: !dark content!, mentions of death multiple times including reader + reader’s family, insinuated character death at end, forced labor, undergarmnet theft, swear words, mild gaslighting, obsessive thoughts.

•🔞

•masterlist

•a/n: this is my first request so ty!!! tbh i rlly like writing yanderes like its just so fun? anyways someone should really do a crime count because i had to put some extra stuff in the fic warning so that people wouldn’t go crazy on me or call me insensitive 🥰sorry for the wait i completely forgot abt tumblr…..🙊if it doesnt make sense its because i rushed it bc i felt bad for how long i kept my anon waiting (sorry anon pookiebear) and its 1:27am 😞😞

continuation of this post!

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-how did you end up this position again?

-oh yeah thats right! your parents were also assasins who just happened to have ‘issues’ with the zoldycks.

-they had personal issues with silva due to a deal gone wrong between the two assassin families.

-how did silva handle getting played by your parents? by sending out an order to kill them.

-but silva is a higher class man with much bigger issues. who’s better to do the job than his son illumi?

-of course the original order was to kill you, your father, and your mother.

-when illumi saw you walking back onto your family’s estate something in him just snapped.

-he just couldn’t help it; he had to have you, no matter the cost.

-that was the moment he realized he couldnt just let you die or kill you.

-you were…special?

-that was the first mission he had ever failed… he just couldnt bring himself to kill you.

-after silva finished beating the shit out of him; illumi had an idea.

-illumi spoke of this idea to silva; to make you a personal servant in return for you and your parents’ lives.

-of course silva agreed, once silva privately told you of this ‘agreement’ you had to agree.

-best to not test the zolycks’ willpower and to not test the waters.

-working as illumi’s personal servant was fine, that was before your panties started disappearing randomly from your laundry bin.

-“master illumi, i hate to bother you with this but have you seen my panties?”

-“no. what are you saying servant?”

-he quickly retorted back, almost, no, way too quickly.

-of course, this all started to add up when the male zoldyck house staff started to ignore you + avoid you like the plague.

-apologizing profusely to you over the smallest mistakes or accidents.

-this was all bizzare…. you needed answers, as quickly as possible.

•••

it was a calm day of cleaning when suddenly you walked in on it—illumi torturing your male coworker who helped you clean the atrium yesterday. “master illumi, what are you doing?” the servant asked horrified and confused,

“none of your business servant-“ he stopped himself to reword his sentence, “you know what? no! i was teaching him a lesson for speaking to you. besides you only belong to me!-right? right? say you belong to me! i killed all of those men—no, boys for you and you can’t even say, ‘thank you master illumi.’!?” he was yelling, now losing his temper.

“master illumi i didnt ask for you to kill for me! whats wrong with you? you-you-you psychopath! youre being completely delusional and irrational!—“

CLANG

all you saw was black as you felt your vision go blurry with illumi hitting you in the head with skme heavy blunted off object.

“i don’t appreciate that (name), i don’t appreciate it at all. you ungrateful woman. all i ever wanted to do was love you. clearly you cant even allow me to do that much. what a shame.”

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Tony Becker vs. a Panic Attack

(3,320 words)

Gregory helps Tony with a bully, but has a panic attack in the process. Tony helps him through it as much as hes able. (!!!warnings: a panic attack, a fistfight, implied/referenced past child abuse, pepper spray mention)

Tony had just been trying to get through the school day.

Usually, bullies leave them alone. Tony and Ellis and Gregory. It's not that they're immune, just that they're pretty much invisible. They're more ignored than ridiculed.

But of course, they've had their share of targetting. Enough to recognize which day is gonna be an eventful one, where the bullies decide to pick on them that day for whatever reason.

This is one of those days. Mitch Watterson is one of the more bigger, bulky kids in class. Not much of an airhead, but more just overconfident in himself because he grew up being feared by others.

At least that's what Tony thinks. He likes to do that. To try to understand why some people are the way they are. Its interesting to delve into what events could lead up to the person they are today.

Mitch has been eyeing him all day. First it started with mean stares, then turned into tossing paper balls at his head in class, until it eventually evolved into Mitch throwing taunts at his back.

Tony knew this was coming all day, which is why it isnt suprising when Mitch corners him at his locker, when school is minutes away from being let out for the weekend.

"How many did your dad kill again?" Mitch sneers at him when Tony hadn't reacted the way he wants so far. He'd been targeting basically the one thing Mitch knows about him that's a sore spot; his Dad. So far, it's taken everything in Tony to not spew what he thinks are facts at him, just to defend his Dad.

"Enough to get caught." Mitch grins at him, a glint in his eye that only gets more prominent when Tony finally reacts.

Tony furrows his brows so hard they hurt. He frowns as he says "He didnt kill anybody. It was just a felony--"

"It was just a felony." Mitch interrupts, his voice high in pitch to mock Tony's. "Heh. Why are you defending him, are you like him? You gonna kill me, too? Are you planning my murder right now?"

Tony grits his teeth as he slams his locker door shut, but he stays silent. He knows Mitch doesnt know what hes talking about, just saying things that may be hurtful, even if they dont make any sense. He really wants to hit Mitch right now, but he knows hes pretty average for his size while Mitch is big and beefy. He would be starting a fight he couldnt win.

Mitch doesnt seem to have the same restrictions, though. When Tony doesnt respond, he let's out a mean cackle and begins to step towards Tony menacingly.

"Maybe I should snuff you out before you can begin." He says, a mean smile on his face as he boxes Tony in. "You're the son of a criminal, and apples never fall far from the tree."

Tony knows that isnt what Mitch really cares about, hes just spewing bullcrap to rile up Tony before he beats him up. All Tony can do is back away to keep distance between him and Mitch, and he hisses under his breath when his back hits a wall.

Mitch cackles at the display, and Tony feels panic grip his chest. Mitch has Tony right where he wants him, and if he doesnt do something soon, Mitchs fists are soon gonna start flying.

Tony wracks his brain for a plan, or even just an idea on how to get out of this, and right as he begins to form a short half-hazardous plan, a figure steps in between him and Mitch.

If the blue shirt and spiky hair isnt indication enough, the fact that he can still see Mitch over the figures head definitely is.

Tony feels his heart drop when Gregory stands between him and Mitch, posture straightened and chest puffed out. Tony can only imagine the hatred and disgust twisted on Gregorys face right now, but he has no doubt it's there. It's an expression hes seen on his face multiple times when they witness bullying.

Tony freezes, not knowing what to do. He'd thought Gregory already left for the day. Mitch stops in his tracks too, looking at Gregory almost curiously. Sure, Gregory has a reputation in school for being tough and not someone you should mess with, but picking a fight with the biggest, meanest boy in class?

Tony cant see a scenario where this ends well.

Mitch seems to recover from the initial surprise quickly, and it's not long before an evil grin spreads across his face, and he laughs. "Well, well, well. Look who decided to step in."

Despite Mitch continuing to step forward, almost circling them, Gregory doesnt falter, and all he does is match Mitchs pace with a glint in his eye.

"Decided to help your little boyfriend?" Mitch sneers, a disgusted look on his face. "Cute. But stupid. You're no match for me, you know that, right?"

Gregory shakes his head. "There are things that matter more than brute strength." He says, and latently reaches for a pocket in his bag.

Tony thinks this is one of those times where Gregory says something super deep, that Tony cant get out of his head after he hears it, but Gregory doesnt continue that sentiment with something smart, all he says is,

"Plus, I hate bullies."

It's only then that Tony can see Mitchs eyes flick for just a moment, so fast he almost missed it, but Mitch looking directly at where Gregory was reaching and then back at him is too much to ignore.

Tony's eyes blow wide, and he reaches out. "Gregory, watch ou--!"

Mitch is on Gregory before he can finish. He dives at him, almost snarling as he goes to grab Gregory's arm. Gregory startles, moving his arm away from his pocket to use Mitchs momentum against him.

If theres one thing about Mitch, it's that hes painfully predictable. Before Mitch can grab ahold of Gregory's arm, Gregory thrusts his fist directly into Mitchs gut.

Mitch keels over, stopping in his tracks to hunch over. Kids in the hallway begin to stop and watch, murmuring travelling through the hall. Before Gregory can make another move, Mitch has recovered.

"Nice try," Mitch grits out, standing back up to full height, and Tony feels his breath get caught in his throat when Gregory doesnt move to get away. "but you'll have to do more than that to--"

Before Mitch can finish, Gregory's smashing his shoe into Mitchs knee.

At this point, a crowd has begun to form, and Tony can hear some kids ooooh at the blow.

Mitch folds, left supporting himself on his knee as his other one collapses under himself. He let's out some sort of garbled shriek, and Tony cant help the laugh that bursts out of him.

Gregory uses this opportunity to reach for his pocket again, for what is unknown to Tony, but Mitch notices, and when it processes, his eyes blow wide.

In a way that couldnt be predicted, Mitch somehow recovers prematurely, using newfound sudden strength to get to his feet and lunge at Gregory. Gregory doesnt even have time to try to dodge the attack, and he makes a suprised noise when Mitch grabs his shirt, tossing him against the lockers and keeping him there with a forearm pushed against his chest.

Gregory struggles, but his arms are trapped beneath Mitchs, and he isnt letting up anytime soon. Theres a pinch in Gregory's brow, and Tony is faintly aware of himself leaving the safety of the wall to take a step towards them, worried for Gregory, even though he cant do much to help.

Mitch pants, looking enraged. Gregory squirms under his weight, and he grits his teeth.

Mitchs free arm winds back. A punch is Tony's first guess, but the way hes positioned his hand, its not to punch Gregory, no. That's easy to recognize. For some unknown reason, instead, Mitch is winding his arm to backhand Gregory.

Tony almost freezes at the shock, movement staggering, but he catches a glimpse of Gregory's eyes from behind Mitchs bulky frame.

They're staring at Mitch, no his arm, reared back above Gregorys head and trembling with unfiltered rage.

Gregorys eyes, shockingly, are swimming with pure, unadulterated terror.

Tony has never seen Gregory look this way before. Gregory is looking at Mitch like hes winding up to kill him.

Mitch takes a deep breath, arm shaking with barely held back restraint. "This'll teach you not to mess with me--"

He readies his arm to strike, and Gregory flinches and squeezes his eyes shut, trembling badly. Tony thinks this is one of the moments where Gregory looks like a little kid.

Tony sees this go down from behind Mitch, something ugly gripping his chest and clouding his thoughts.

Without thinking, and with sudden strength not even he knew he had, Tony charges forward, shouldering the side of Mitchs body enough to displace him. Mitch cries out, his shock sending him scrambling for purchase as he looses balance.

Tony doesnt stick around to see Mitch fall, but he assumes it happens if the crowd all roaring in laughter is any indication. He reaches for Gregory, a firm grip on his arm, and he bolts.

Nobody follows them. In fact, the halls are completely empty, everyone having gathered for the fight or left the school. Tony pants as he sprints, eyes scanning for a place to hide.

He slows in front of the bathroom, skidding inside and dragging Gregory with him.

Tony releases Gregory, hunching over to support himself with his hands on his knees as he catches his breath, his heart hammering.

Adrenaline is still coursing through him, and he feels himself tremble, even after his refills his lungs and his legs stop burning from the sprint.

He takes one moment to listen, and see if any footsteps are racing down the hallway, ready to chase them down, but he hears nothing.

Tony begins to relax, but unlike himself, Gregory hasnt caught his breath yet. In fact, it sounds like Gregory cant breathe at all.

Panic grips at Tonys chest again when he whirls around, and sees Gregory leaning against the wall, knees wobbling and hand clutching at his heart, breaths short and fast.

Tony freezes, not knowing what's wrong. He hovers, taking a hesitant step towards Gregory. "...Greg? Are you--"

Tony doesnt get to finish. Gregory suddenly chokes on air, knees giving in as he slides down the tiled wall onto the disgusting school bathroom floor. He scrambles backwards, as if somethings attacking him. And so unlike what Tony's seen from Gregory, he pulls his knees up to his chest, hiding his face in them.

Tony stands there like an idiot, unsure of what to do. He fights himself to move, because Gregory cant breathe and hes obviously freaking out for some reason.

Hesitantly, Tony crouches down in front of Gregory, pausing for only a moment as he wracks his brain on what to do before settling a hand on Gregory's knee.

"Gregory!" He tries to get his attention. "Hey, Greg, are you okay?"

Tony's hand reels back when Gregory startles away from him like he burned him. He flinches so violently at Tony, that he almost feels hurt.

No. Tony shakes the idea away. Its not his fault. Dont get that into your head.

Tony thinks this is one of those attacks. Where something triggers it and you feel like you're gonna die. He cant remember the name right now, but he thinks that's what's happening.

Despite knowing what it is, Tony has absolutely zero clue how to help.

Tony makes a humming noise, bouncing anxiously as his hands hover, completely useless.

Gregory chokes again, making the most upsetting noises Tony's ever heard. Gregory flinches again, even though Tony didnt touch him.

Tony doesnt know what to do. He doesnt know how to help. You can't look for clues, here. You cant piece together a picture. Theres nothing about this he can latch onto to decipher, to figure out a way to help that wont upset Gregory further.

But Gregory is panicking, and he cant breathe, and even though Tony is scared and doesnt know what to do, he cant leave Gregory to just sit there and hyperventilate without at least trying.

So he takes a deep breath, steeling himself, and Tony schooches closer to Gregory this time not touching him. "Gregory? Hey, Greg. It's me. Tony."

No response, but Tony doesnt give up. "Um. It's your friend. I'm not Mitch, or, uh, anybody like that. I don't want to hurt you. Can you look at me, please? Can you even hear me?"

Tony perks up when Gregory peeks through his knees, slightly raising his head. Tony can tell that Gregory cant really see him, even though hes looking at him, but Tony smiles anyway.

"Hey." He says to Gregory, trying to keep his voice soft. "Um. You're okay, Greg. Were just in the bathroom, so were not nearby any bullies, or adults. It's just us here, okay?" Then he whispers. "If this is even helping?"

When Gregory reacts again, it's his trembling calming a bit and his head raising slightly.

Tony is really good at recognizing change in behavior. It's what a good investigator does if he wants answers from somebody. Gotta know if they're lying, or if they perk up if they know something. So when Gregory's eyes dart towards him ever so slightly, he notices, and grins.

"Greg." He says, relieved when Gregory isnt about to hyperventilate himself into unconsciousness anymore. Hes not completely okay yet, but it's better than before. Tony reaches out, but after a moments consideration, retracts his hand, just settling on setting it in his lap. "Hey, are you seeing me now?"

Gregory's eyes widen ever so slightly. "T--" he tries, but his voice wavers so much he coughs a bit. Tony leans forward a bit, worried, but Gregory catches his breath, if not normal breathing, then hard and fast but still functional. "H-Hey."

Tony jumps at the fact that Gregory can respond to him now. He leans forward, brows furrowed and hands hovering. "Um. I need you to tell me how to help you, okay? Can you do that? I'm, uh, kinda lost here."

Gregory's breath stutters, and he squeezes his eyes shut, but he manages, "Distraction. Fuh-- Five senses."

"Five senses." Tony repeats, now determined. "Okay. Okay! Uh..." He trails off, glancing around the room. "Okay... first. Greg, whats five things you see?"

It takes some visible effort, but Gregory peels his eyes open, a bead of sweat near his hairline and brows pinched. "U-Um... You, and... the sinks."

Tony nods. "Okay. Okay keep going."

"The... the stalls." Gregory huffs out, his breathing no longer short and fast but gasping and deep. "Um... the tile, the window, an--and my knees."

Tony nods, sagging in relief at somehow helping Gregory calm down, even with his previous cluelessness, Gregory gave him a hint now, and that's all hes got. "Okay! Now four things you hear."

"...My breathing." He chuckles without humor, almost self-deprecating, but stops when it takes too much of his breath. "Um..." He takes a deep breath. "Your voice. The pipes in the wall. The birds outside."

"Three things you can feel." Tony tells him, and this time, sets a hand on his knee, gentle as can be.

Gregory doesn't flinch, thankfully, but he does take a moment to answer, loosening his tightly wound body and taking deep, several seconds long breaths. "...Kay. Your hand." He trails off, shutting his eyes. "...The gross floor, and the nasty wall."

Tony breaths out a tiny half laugh at that, and smiles knowing if Gregory's saying things like that, hes probably feeling at least a little better. "Two things you can smell."

Gregory wrinkles his nose, opening his eyes and giving him a look. "...Dont make me do that in here."

Tony laughs for real this time, and grins when Gregory is able to smile again. "Okay, sure. As long as you're okay now."

Gregory winces when he tries to move his shaky arms to sit himself up. Tony reaches forward, relieved that Gregory's no longer curled up in a ball, flinching away from Tony when he tries to help. He helps Gregory sit up, and Gregory sends him a grateful smile. "Thanks."

Theres a few moments of silence, just Gregory letting himself relax even more and getting his breathing under control. Tony glances at him, questions eating away at him. When the silence continues to stretch Tony fidgets, and the question leaves his mouth without his permission when curiosity overwhelms his sense of thinking before he speaks. "What happened? Why did you react that way when Mitch..."

He catches himself at the last second, but it's not enough. Gregory flinches at the reminder, and he averts his eyes when he gets clammy again, looking uncomfortable.

Tony frowns, scolding himself. Stupid. He thinks. He should be able to push down his curiosity just for a second to help his friends, instead of only caring about getting answers. "Sorry... I, uh..."

"Its fine." Gregory says quickly, and he gets that rigid look on his face Tony recognizes as being deep in thought, mulling something over in his head thats unknown to Tony. He takes a breath. "I... when he was gonna slap me, it just... um... reminded me of stuff that's happened to me in the past, a little. That's all."

Tony's eyes widen ever so slightly when he understands, and he curses internally, feeling guilt curl in his stomach. He never should have asked. "Oh."

Gregory looks away, almost ashamed. "Yeah." He mutters. "Sorry that you had to, uh, see that."

Tony shakes his head immediately. "Its fine, Greg." He insists, leaning forward so Gregory will look at him. "I'll never judge you for stuff like that."

Gregory just stares at him, lips parted, but then he sighs. "Okay. Thanks, Tony."

Tony smiles, then when silence stretches across the bathroom, he decides to change the subject.

"So," Tony starts. "what were you gonna take out of your bag that scared Mitch so bad?" He asks.

Despite himself, a small smirk appears on Gregory's face. "Pepper spray." He says. "I've used it on him before. He cried like a baby."

Tony snorts at the thought of Mitch, the guy who claims to be the toughest kid in school, wallowing on the floor because Gregory sprayed something in his eyes. "So that's what you meant by things other than brute strength."

"Strength means nothing if they cant even touch you." Gregory grins, enough for Tony to see his permanently missing front tooth. "Especially if they have pepper spray in their eyes. It hurts pretty bad. See?"

Suddenly, a tube of pepper spray is thrusted towards Tonys eyes, and embarrassingly, he makes a dumb little yelp and shields his eyes with his hands.

Gregory cackles at the display, and Tony removes his forearms from his face, giving him a dirty look. "Why'd you put that in my face? What if it had sprayed me!?"

Gregory wipes a tear from his eye. "To scare you." He laughs. "And it worked."

Tony shakes his head, but despite himself, he also has a smile on his face. He didnt even see Gregory reach for it, let alone take it out of his backpack.

"I need to get home soon." Tony says after a moment of laughing together, thinking of his Mom. They've probably been here for a long time even after School let out.

"Can I come over?" Gregory asks quickly, like ripping off a bandaid. When Tony looks at him, Gregory averts his eyes.

"Of course." Tony says. He wouldn't want to be alone after that, and even if Gregory could, Tonys happy to keep him company.

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