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HEY I HOPE YOURE DOING GREAT !!! I have an idea so … this scenario is like a week before they became a couple (audio 9) and they had a day off since listener finished a case and they decided to take a day off. As listener got ready for sleep they got a little sad and basically went to sleep crying, Isaac still saw light coming from the room and since it was late he decided to check up on them. He walks in and as he was about to turn of the light he sees the tears and puffy cheeks from sleeping listener THEN ISAAC GETS SOFT AND WORRIED SLOWLY TOUCHING THEIR FACW AAAAAAA

𝐋𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐈 𝐖𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐘𝐨𝐮 ꨄ Isaac

˜”* ❝𝘽𝙪𝙩 𝙄 𝙘𝙖𝙣'𝙩 𝙢𝙖𝙠𝙚 𝙞𝙩 𝙨𝙚𝙚𝙢 𝙡𝙞𝙠𝙚 𝙄 𝙬𝙖𝙣𝙩 𝙮𝙤𝙪, 𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙣 𝙞𝙛 𝙞𝙩'𝙨 𝙩𝙧𝙪𝙚.❞

⎯⎯ ୨ ୧ ⎯⎯

ꜱʏɴᴏᴘꜱɪꜱ: ʜᴇ ᴊᴜꜱᴛ ᴡᴀɴᴛꜱ ʏᴏᴜ ᴛᴏ ʙᴇ ᴏᴋᴀʏ.

⎯୨⎯ " " ⎯୧⎯

It’s been so hard to get used to this type of life. Yeah, it’s been some time but damn, this shit is hard. You felt like you didn’t belong here no matter how much closer you and Isaac got, it just felt like you were out of place. And what about when you left? It didn’t feel like he wanted you to stay even if you wished he would. It was getting difficult for you to hide your feelings for him. 

There was nothing left to do anymore. You finished any piece of work that came your way and now, you were left by yourself in your own company. It was peaceful but it felt overly lonely. That’s what you’ve been feeling lately, lonely. It was hard for you not to get all in your head when you were alone like this, especially at this time. Isaac was busy and there was nothing to distract you. 

Why did this have to happen? You didn’t need a savior if things just went differently. It just felt like you were a burden on Isaac and you did not want to feel like that. Your eyes tear up at that. The thought that you were a burden on the only person you had, someone you really fucking like too. 

Now, you’re sitting here bawling. It seemed so silly, like something you’d do if you were still a kid. Just crying about nonsense. But, it was your head getting to you. You were just glad Isaac didn’t see you like this. It would’ve been mildly embarrassing and you didn’t want to deal with that at all. You weren’t even sure if he was up at this time. You decided to go to bed as it was late and crying wasn’t going to fix anything, no matter how much you needed to.

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“Y/N?” 

Your door cracks and eventually glides open revealing a sleepy Isaac. He came in to check on you since you left your lamp on. He already knew you were asleep but something inclined him to just get closer and check. 

“You awake?”

A hand glided across your face with gentle intent. It was a sweet, soft touch almost like a caress. His hand met and caught a tear from your closed eyes. “You’ve been crying… why…”

He focuses on your puffy red face. He wasn’t used to seeing this, not from you at least. All of a sudden, you feel the bed move a bit. When you lifted your head, there he was, draped on the bed next to you. 

“Isaac, why are you in here?”

“The light was on and um, I was worried.”

“Aw, thank you for worrying but there’s nothing to worry about.”

You roll over, looking away from him. You knew he saw your face but you didn’t want to draw any more attention to it. You’d rather hide under a thousand heavy covers than let him see your face like this. It was embarrassing and you’ve already embarrassed yourself enough in front of him. 

“Please look at me.” He says in a desperate tone. It was on the verge of an eager request with a slight whimper.

With that voice, damn, you wanted to. You wanted to do anything he asked if he asked in that tone. 

“Why?”

“I want to look at you when I talk to you.”

You sigh and turn around seeing his face. His expression is full of concern and sympathy. It wasn’t a pitiful expression, no, it was so much kinder than that. Somehow, it was comforting. 

“Y/N, why were you crying?”

“There’s just a lot going on in my head right now, don’t worry, Isaac.”

“Are– are you sure? I mean, I can sit here and listen to you talk about it if you want.”

That was sweet of him but you didn’t want him losing sleep. Not for something like this anyway.

“It’s okay. Go to sleep, Isaac.”

“Fine,” He stood up, “Goodnight, Y/N.”

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i miss isaac so bad now i know how the andrew fans felt UGHSAHG

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“Would you still love me if I had three heads” is literally the Kayson equivalent to “Would you still love me if I was a worm”

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Any of ya’ll realize how uncomfortable Kayson sounds everytime he mentions his father? I don’t know if it’s just because his father could be a little “cringy” or because he “tries too hard”, but I lowkey think that the reason why he sounds like that is because his father wasn’t there for him for the majority of the time he grew up. 💀

Like—maybe this is just me looking into things too deeply or something—but the way his tone shifts when he talks about his father has been going on for as long as I could remember.

But maybe I’m tweaking.

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saw this artwork on pinterest and it reminded me of isaac 🫶🏻

except for the blue eyes, it looks exactly like him😭

AND THESE TOO

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Some art for my Whatever Yama Says Goes AU, the winner of the poll! The two women are Isaac and Elias' respective moms, who'll take the main stage in the fic. 🖤

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elias 🥲

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Y’all….what if when pickle decided to leave and start a life of their own they become really famous like a singer and write songs about Isaac…without never mentioning his name…and Isaac KNOWS it’s about him but doesn’t say anything so pickle sings their heart out about Isaac and how much he meant to them…and Isaac can’t do anything about it..stay with me now

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GOOOD LORDD HATH MERCY

Kayson ──★ ˙ ̟!!

R U Mine? ★!!

“She's a silver linin', lone ranger ridin' through an open space”

I LOVE HOW THIS TURNED OUT PLZ LIKE IT

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hey pookie this is your number #1 fan here, MuAw🤭

ANYWHOOO, could you maybe do one of where the Listener had a really bad nightmare and seek out comfort? (I wanna see how Dontis will respond to that teehe) Thanks pookie😻

Hello my pookie wookie ivy😘 Hehehe I love your idea a lotttt so I hope I was able to capture it well!

Enjoy😘

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Texting them "I had a nightmare"

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♡ Dontis

♡ Xanthus

♡ Isaac

♡ Andrew

♡ Kayson

♡ Elias

♡ Jonah

♡ Zaros

Alex

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ITS SO SCARY, SO EERIE😭😭😭

Hey Saku!

In Xanthus's part 9, after Xanthus and Dontis heard a door or something and one of them broke something, then Xanthus whispered. Why exactly did he whisper and what did they break?

Also I know you probably won't answer xD, but how did they get caught and how did they get separated from Love?

He broke the computer and whispered, "It'll be okay, Love."

:)

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This man Saku, bro😭 I’m crying

“Please don’t leave it up to our imagination!”

PROCEEDS TO LEAVE IT UP TO OUR IMAGINATION ANYWAY

How would Isaac react if pickle tried to tickle him?

Does Elias like horror movies?

You said before that Isaac was top when he was with Andrew. So...when it comes to Andrew and darling's relationship who's top? XD

Since this questions was already asked (how would Andrew react if he caught darling watching an ahem ahem movie) please, no like for real please- don't leave it to our imagination, how would he react?What would he say? 😅

Tickle them back I suspect.

Probably!

Andrew is top in his current relationship.

I'll keep that to your imagination~

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sneakity peakity 2 motivate me more

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hii Jude!! I remember you from my first days on Sakuverse Tumblr and I’ve loved your writings since (they make me claw at my walls (in a good way)) 🤍

can I request an Isaac x trans-male reader hurt/comfort + fluff? :]

ꜱᴋᴇʟᴇᴛᴏɴ ʙᴏɴᴇꜱ - ɪꜱᴀᴀᴄ ʀʜᴏᴀᴅᴇꜱ ☆

thank you sm hun <33 i do agree that the majority of isaac’s fan base is female and its really hard to find fan fics for male readers :((

i found this really easy to write considering i’m also a trans male so here you go ! :-)

he/him pronouns used and trans male! reader ❤️‍🩹

cw: body/gender dysmorphia

a body. a body that isn’t yours. a body that doesn’t show you.

that’s all you saw as you stared at yourself in the mirror, picking at all your flaws. you stood there with just your binder and some shorts on.

turning to the side, you ran your hands down your chest. it hurt to see how you weren’t flat. it stung. even with the binder, it still wasn’t good enough. your choppy uneven hair, your face shape, your legs. it all wasn’t boy enough.

it hurt to see isaac live his life as happy as he can be with his body. meanwhile you were stuck, stuck forever in this body. you felt tears burning through your eyes as you looked to the floor. it wasn’t fair.

tears rolled down your cheeks, a blank expression on your face as you stood and felt the pain in your chest. the burning envy to see cis males living the life you want. you hugged your arms around yourself to cover the body you beared so painfully as you sobbed into yourself. it isn’t fair. why do i have to have this bo-

a knock at the door snapped you out of your thoughts. you turned to the door quickly, knowing who it was.

“pickle? are you okay?”

obviously he must of heard your sobs, he’s isaac after all.

“y-yeah just-“ you said as you sniffled and rushed to put your shirt on. “give me one second.”

you collected yourself, having a second to breathe and wipe your eyes before opening the door. isaac stood there with deep concern as you looked up at him and tried to flash a smile.

“are you okay? are you hurt?” he asked.

that must of set something off in you as the tears started again and you put your face in your arm as you began to cry.

“oh god, come here.” he said quietly, as he urged you into his arms. you hugged him tight as he rubbed your back and shushed you. you gripped onto his shirt and sobbed into his shoulder.

“what happened?” he asked.

“i’m sorry.” you said through your sobs.

isaac sighed gently and kissed your forehead as you still had your head in his chest.

“i’ve told you before, you don’t need to apologise. what’s up?” he said as he took your face into his hands and looked at you. you averted your gaze as he wiped away your tears.

“it’s stupid..” you mumbled.

“no problem is ever stupid, pickle. come on, tell me what’s up.” he held your hands gently. stroking his thumbs over them.

“i-it’s just…bad dysphoria day, i guess? i don’t know…” you trailed off. he seemed to understand and ushered you to carry on.

“i’m not a real boy, am i isaac?”

the sudden question caught him off guard.

“course you are, y/n.” he spoke.

“look.” he says as he grabs your hands, “see these arms?” he says as he lifts up your wrist and kisses it. “so strong..” he says as he kisses your other wrist then moves his hands to your cheeks.

“and this handsome face that i fell in love with.” he kissed your forehead, then moved down to your cheeks, then your nose, then your lips. you giggled into his kiss, as this isn’t like isaac at all. he wiped your tear stains away while he kissed you. he pulled away, as he put your forehead to his and closed his eyes.

“beautiful boy..” he whispered to you. you smiled to yourself from his comment.

“if you ever feel like this again, you come to me, alright?” he says as he kisses you again.

“i will.”

HI GUYS i disappeared again oops 😟 ive been supa supa busy lately and i haven’t had motivation to write 😭

i’m so sorry this is super short i literally rushed this ill try and write a better version at some point xoxo

i hope this is okay and thank you for reading <3

-jude

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☆ 𝚓𝚞𝚍𝚎’𝚜 𝚖𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚕𝚒𝚜𝚝 ! ☆

hello my lovely’s :-) here’s where you will find all my writings!

key:

fluff: ☆

comfort: ✧

angst: ✫

semi nsfw: ⁂

xanthus claiborne:

ᴍʏᴛʜᴏʟᴏɢɪᴄᴀʟ ʙᴇᴀᴜᴛʏ - xᴀɴᴛʜᴜꜱ ᴄʟᴀɪʙᴏʀɴᴇ

↳ “first meetings with xanthus.” ☆

andrew marston:

nothing yet…

dontis:

nothing yet…

isaac rhoades:

ꜱᴋᴇʟᴇɴᴛᴏɴ ʙᴏɴᴇꜱ - ɪꜱᴀᴀᴄ ʀʜᴏᴀᴅᴇꜱ

↳ “isaac comforts you with your gender dysphoria (ftm).” ✧

kayson mayer:

nothing yet…

jonah:

nothing yet…

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Asirel Cain

Blood Sport - Sleep Token

“i made loving you a blood sport, i can’t win

so let’s play”

IM SO DOWN BAD FOR THIS MAN ITS NOT EVEN FUNNY

IDC IDC IDC WHAT HES DONE HES MY BABYGIRL

HEY!! this design is clearly different from his canon design (mostly because its from a reference) cus i’m not quite fond of it 😔😔😔 i’d still smash tho

here’s the speedpaint!!

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But Daddy I Love Him

“Say they want what’s best for me. Sanctimoniously performing soliloquies I’ll never see. Thinking it can change the beat of my heart when he touches me.”

A day off with Andrew made you think about your domestic life and life before it. CW: mentions of sex 

It's been years after the incident, yet your heart still aches whenever your mind drifts towards it. To say that it was hell was an understatement; you've been isolated, called every name under the sun, and met with condescension from the people who ‘want to save you’. The crowd was torn between dragging you to the mud and lifting you up in their arms. It was a painful, overwhelming, and disturbing experience. But all their noises fall deaf on your ears once you're with him.

Between bated breaths and heated touches, a scandalous tryst– not unheard of; you both found something deeper, something beyond lust and desire. Your nights of passion muted any screams from the world, drowning you in him and him only. In his bed– and yours, you were two lovers lost in paradise. 

All the men you've been with pales in comparison to him. Andrew was sweet, caring, passionate, and teasing. A true gentleman. It was painfully cliché, but it's true– no one knows him like you do. And if others did, they'd understand why you loved him like you did. 

Dusk crept in, it was peaceful as both of you had your day offs. You sat on his lap, mindlessly playing with his hair as he read his book. He looks good focused, handsome as ever. Smile crept into your face as butterflies went wild in your stomach. 

“Darling?” Andrew's soft voice dragged you back to reality. You hummed in response, wearing that same love struck smile. “What do you want for dinner?” His hands gently caressed your back in a gentle manner. Even after being with him for years, you were still electrified by his touches.

“I found this new recipe on the internet. Do you wanna try?” You suggested.

“Of course, darling.” He leaned closer, sealing it with a kiss. It was as sweet and loving as always, you had to fight the urge to pull him closer, wrap your arms around him for a full on make out session. “Do you want me to cook it for you?”

“No, I want us to cook together. I want to spend as much time with you while we have our day off.” 

He chuckles, closing the book and placing it on the table. “You’re quite needy today.”

“Is it bad that I want to spend time with my boyfriend?” The title rolls off your tongue smoothly, it feels nice knowing he’s the one holding it. 

“I understand, our time together these past few days was scarce. I missed being with you too.” Andrew pulled you closer, trailing small kisses on your jaw and neck. He pulled away with a grin, “We shall prepare then so we can go to bed early.”

You were disappointed as you both pulled away as you both walked towards the kitchen, wanting more of his physical affection; but you understand that that can wait. 

The apartment was small and cozy, enough for the two of you. Life with him so far was domestic and comfortable. You remembered your parents’ faces when they knew about your relations with him. And once you announced that you’re ready to move out, they immediately protested; screaming how he might be manipulative, dangerous, and what you and Andrew had was nothing but fleeting desire.

But you were firm, almost petulant, laying all the proofs that you had. It felt like a court case, justifying everything that you could to assure them. At last, they finally conceded after you told them that once there’s a problem you’ll immediately move out. They were still suspicious, you can’t blame them, but over time you could see how they were starting to accept him as a significant part of your life– your significant other.

“What’s on your mind, darling?” Andrew wrapped his arms around your waist. “Mind sharing it with me?” 

You gave him a small smile, knowing that you can’t lie to him due to how observant he is. “It’s just things… about us.”

His brow furrowed as his face became filled with concern, “What about us?” He asked gently, caressing your cheek with his thumb.

“Like what happened…” 

He nodded, but you could see a glimpse of sadness in his face. “I understand, sometimes our mind wanders in places we never expect to be in. But that’s all we do, we wander not stay” 

“I know, Andrew, I just think that it still feels surreal. Living this life with you domestically was something that I never thought we could achieve, back then I thought we’ll be apart after they almost tore us to shreds. I’m happy we’re not.” You gave him a soft smile, giving his lips a small peck.. 

As you pulled away, you looked at him, blush evident on his cheeks, “I am happy too, darling.” He responded softly. You could see his eyes glance at your lips, blood rushed on your cheek as you closed your eyes and leaned closer. 

A sigh escaped your lips as you felt your lips touched. It was magical and passionate as you expected. HIs arms around you tightened, you ran his fingers through his hair. Andrew leaned closer, deepening the kiss causing you to let out a sound of satisfaction. You were both insatiable, drunk on each other.

You both catch your breath as you pull away from each other. His hands on your cheek, the other on your thigh. “I don’t think I’ll ever get enough of you, darling.” Andrew’s eyes half lidded, filled with desire and love as he looked at you.

For a moment you were just two lovers in the kitchen, doting on each other endlessly. The past was far enough to reach you as you both ran away to your own world– the one you never wanted to escape from. 

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ANDREW MARSTON??????