luboy7rt · 6 months ago
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How Team GHOST Would React To You Being Brainwashed (Headcanons) (GN reader) (Elias, Hesh, Logan, Merrick, Keegan and Kick and Riley)
(Note: This is just what I (My headcanons), enjoy reading!)(Could be seen as Platonic, Romantic?)
(Reader is in the infirmary after the Federation brainwashed you, after months of not seeing you, how would characters react to you being so different)
Elias Walker:
- Elias went silent as he sat in your infirmary room, his arms crossed firmly. Elias is a hit..  saddened, he knew Rorke before he got brainwashed.. he never wanted it to happen to someone he knew so well, someone he cherished.
- Elias stares into your dull eyes as he sat next to you, his jaw subtly clenched as he would force himself to give you a reassuring smile.
- Elias would talk, talk a lot despite the fact he never talked much, he would catch you up on everything and anything, telling you stories about the memories You have shared together that you might have been brainwashed to forget.
- Elias would simply spend time with you, your body chained down due to your Brainwashed state, but.. Elias wasn't able to ‘get over’ it, like he did with Rorke, He wasn't able to not visit you. He had a chance to help you, he was willing to spend his time doing so. He never got the chance to help Rorke, he regretted not trying more to save the man in the past… But the past was the past and you were his future, you were more important and the current, he decided to focus on the present.
- Elias would pull up your covers if you weren't able to or didn't/couldn't move due to your brainwashed state. Elias would personally care for you, and when he couldn't he ensured it was a trusted friend, teammate or medic to care for you.
- Elias would give you headpats, he gently murmurs when you flinch back due to the trauma you have experienced by being Brainwashed and tortured by the Federation. Elias would respect your space but also wants to gently get used to his touch again.
- He would read You stories, his voice is great for it. (If you are his child, or if he raised you it's because he wants to remember the good times… and make you remember that he's here. or He would hum a soft song he hummed to you when you were very young or maybe humming a song Ms Walker would always hum before she passed) Elias would even read out loud or hum gently even if you are sleeping, he saves the stories about Team Ghosts and stories about you, or the others for when you are awake and ‘listening’.
- Elias would be there for physical therapy, every moment, whenever you needed help but couldn't voice it. Elias would be there, and he gets really good at just guessing what you needed.
- Elias wants to be the first person you see in the day, not a medic, despite the fact he knows you have false memories, or your memories were messed with, he wanted that trust you once had for him, he wants you to understand you were safe with him.
- Elias gives you a forehead kiss when he arrives to your side and one before he leaves, just to make a habit form so you can expect affection from him or if you're not that close he would pat your head instead.
David ‘Hesh’ Walker:
- Hesh falls asleep on the infirmary bed next to you every night, emotionally exhausted as you were the first experience of someone he knew so well being brainwashed. Hesh would refuse to leave your side, willing to stay put until he knows you are aware again.
- He does cry when he gets frustrated, knowing you were in pain, knowing he couldn't help.. knowing your memories were messed with, he tries to hide it, but his hand is tightly holding yours. He's on his knees by your infirmary bed, his face buried into the mattress as he murmurs ‘I got you’, ‘you'll be alright’ multiple times over and over again.
- Hesh tries to encourage you, to get up.. to move about a tiny bit.. to strengthen your limbs once again. Hesh takes you walking around the base when you are mentally aware enough to not attack him or others.
- His hands gently clasped around yours, after days of ‘waiting’ for something.. anything from you. Hesh began speaking to you, rambling on about any topic he could think of. Trying to comfort you so he talks about any topic that you had brought up to him before you went missing, it could be about a hobby you were telling him about or a story, or anything. He remembers, and will remember for you until you could hold onto the memories again.
- Hesh usually re-does your bandages, ensuring your wounds are disinfected and bandaged in clean bandages. He asked a medic to show him the ‘right way’, (he knew how to do this already, but asked the medic anyway to ensure he did it right). Hesh does this so you can get used to his touch once again, he flinches when you flinch at his touch because he isn't used to you flinching because of him.
- Hesh sneaks in your favorite snacks for you, despite the fact you weren't supposed to eat it, but he did sneak it in for a bed-time snack, trying to coax you with your favorite snack, so maybe it would trigger the memories of all the nice times you both have shared over snacks.
- He watches movies with you, Hesh didn't really care he was uncomfortably curled up in the chair next to your infirmary bed, ends up with Riley on his lap so you three could watch movies together while you recover.
- He tends to get frustrated and cry, but only a tiny bit, a few tears slipping from his eyes when he watches you, his heart hurt for you. Of course, he has seen a lot in his time as a soldier, he lost many friends, but he hadn't ‘lost’ someone like this before. He wanted to protect You but he couldn't figure out how.
Logan Walker:
- Logan didn't react much physically to the news you were back at base, back in the infirmary. He was told what had happened to you.. But he didn't visit at first, letting the rest of the Ghosts members visit you.
- He did visit at night though, when there wasn't supposed to be visitors, he snuck in. Silently sitting on the edge of your infirmary back, staring back at your dull eyes. At first he was surprised you were awake but he simply sat there.. so you wouldn't have to be alone again.
- Logan would stay the whole night, tapping your arm.. He ignored if you flinched, he understood what happened to those who have been brainwashed by the Federation. He tries to respect your space, doing just soft taps to let you know he was there every once in a while.
- Logan formed a habit to spend every night in your infirmary room, as if he was ‘guarding’ it for you. Ensuring no one came in, no matter how many times Elias tells him to allow you to sleep.. He does, but he's going to be around while you do.
- Logan simply wants to protect you, ensuring the Federation couldn't get you again, even though there is a slim chance of anyone getting into HQ, he likes to think it eases your mind, even if you couldn't or didn't voice it. 
- He'd sit there for hours, moving to sit next to you.. sometimes he would lay his head on your forearm, to sleep near you. Sometimes he would shift his head onto your chest to simply hear your heartbeat to ensure you were alive.
- Mentally Logan is breaking down, unable to handle the fact you were no longer the you he knew well. Not taking well to the fact your memories were messed with, so he tries to make you remember, using the rare photos he has of you and the team to try and show you.
Keegan P. Russ:
- Keegan broke in the moment he got word of your return, scaring all the medics as he kicked down the door (he didn't have to, it was unlocked, but he didn't realize It) as he stormed in. He would say your name, as he walked over to you. He sorta aggressively grabbed your shirt, to check your now bandaged wounds, just simply checking you over himself to just see you were alright, his gloved hands firmly checking over each of your now bandaged wounds.
- After a bit, he would grumble and sigh as grab the chair to the side, dragging it, the noise being loud, if you flinch he would place his hand on over your collarbones as if to keep you down, murmuring a soft shush as he did so.
- His hand would hold yours, his thumb rubbing over your knuckles as he would ensure no one else was around before being a bit affectionate with you. “You better be fuckin’ alright” Keegan would mutter under his breath.
- His hand stays firmly on your body, your chest, your arm. Your hand, he doesn’t care if you're brainwashed, he silently cares that you're alive. He’s willing to put up with you, he didn’t need you to remember (despite the fact, that he silently wishes for you to), he just needs you to be aware he’s there. Silently holding you, protecting you. He won’t admit it out loud, but all his actions while being around you are to protect you from further harm.
- He stays with you for a few hours every day. Leaving for missions when he needs to but he always usually returns to your side to inform you about his day. Aggressively challenges you, pissing you off with his snide comments, riling you up to do something.. anything. That's all he wanted, to get you back to your usual self.
- He would.. be a bit more patient than usual, sighing as he settles in the chair next to you. Ends up with his legs kicked up on your bed, his hand tightly holding yours, murmuring insults under his breath at the world.
- He would end up putting your favorite shows on, informing you of anything you couldn't remember, he knows it all. You're favorite character, favorite moment, anything you question about yourself, he probably knows it. 
- He plays music too, any music you like. As if trying to subconsciously make you remember anything. He would mutter the lyrics under his breath, having learned any songs you used to like in the time you weren't around. 
- His hand rests on your chest, feeling your heartbeat. He silently counts along to it, to ensure you were alive, well, and your heartbeat was beating at a decent pace.
- Keegan was willing to get you revenge as well, working his body to its limits on every mission to get rid of any Federation soldier in his path, he cared for his teammates a lot, and knowing what you went through, he would make them regret it
- Keegan is angry, angry at the world, the Federation.. Maybe a bit at you, despite knowing it was stupid. It wasn’t your fault you were captured, maybe he was also angry at himself, but he simply kept that anger for himself and any Federation soldiers he comes across in the future.
Thomas A. Merrick
- Merrick is surprisingly gentle, his hand resting on your shoulder as he sits on the chair next to your infirmary bed. He shifted the binders of work he needed to do on the floor by his seat as he checks up on you. 
- He tends to just quietly work by your side. It was a win-win for him, he gets to stay by your side while also finishing up on work. Sometimes he would talk when you are awake. Sometimes just telling you about things you had missed while gone for the months you were tortured and brainwashed.
- He would also apologize for all that you went through, he feels bad. He understands he couldn't control what happened but he regretted not moving fast enough to save you.
- Merrick would check up on you as well, checking your bandages, it's not that he didn't trust the medics, he did. But he felt like sometimes he just had to see for himself you were okay.
- He would be there, he would call himself stupid if he wasn't, he liked just talking to you, it reminded him of what your relationship was like before you were brainwashed..  or just talking to you. He didn't need you to speak back if you didn't feel like it, or couldn't.
- He would take you on walks, leading the way, or showing you around HQ again, even if you couldn't remember the way around. Merrick gladly will show you around, as many times as you need. He would also remind you of funny stories, and explain where it took place to try and get you to remember.
- Merrick is saddened and pissed off, but he understands, he couldn’t be sad forever. Yes, he will grieve the past version of you that he knew very well. But he simply kept that quiet and helped you recover. Merrick knew he would like the you, you are despite you being brainwashed, and he will continue to support you through it all. But on the field? Suddenly he gets more scary, yelling a lot more, and aggressively taking out Federation soldiers.
Kick:
- Kick is there, by your side while he has a break in his work, his hand firmly holding your forearm as if to ensure he doesn't ‘lose’ you again. He doesn't talk the first few days of your return, he glances away when your dull eyes meet his.
- He would also pick up one of your hobbies, even if you forgot all about it, if it was a video game, he would play the game and remind you all about it, what you liked, which characters you liked, show you your account and make his own. If you liked drawing, he would attempt to get into it. Basically just picks up any hobbies you had, to try and re-teach you, wanting to see the passion/love you had for it return.
- He’s a bit overbearing, wanting to see everything, every injury, every one who enters your room, he just wants to ensure you are okay.
- He uses a military drone to ‘entertain’ you, even if you don't react much and just watch, he's happy, talking you through his own hobbies for hours at a time. He just is trying to spend time with you, he almost lost you, and he wouldn't take his time for granted anymore.
- His hand is usually resting on you, your shoulder, forearm, knee anywhere you feel comfortable with. 
- He would sometimes tell you about his day, or something stupid Logan and Hesh have done as of late. 
- He would sneak in food, whatever you liked before getting brainwashed, he would cook it himself for you, the cost doesn't matter, if you liked it, he buys or cooks it. Leaves a note that he did indeed bring you food for the medics incase they needed to know but he does it before he leaves so the he doesn't have to face the medics.
- He also brings you your stuff, things you liked or like to do, will bring you books, papers, yarn anything really you want or can do. 
- He frowns when you don't react to the things he brings, as he sees you don't have the passion for any thing you used to like. He doesn't like seeing you.. Brainwashed, doesn't like that you don't respond, and only respond to orders. He will be here while you heal, understanding you would never be the same person he once knew.
- He tries to hype you up, oh you sat up for the first time since getting back? He's hyping you up, you talk for the first time since being tortured, you got this! He's hyping you up every step of the way on your journey to heal.
- He’ll do something stupid just to see you smile, he would make Logan and Hesh do something stupider to just see you smile, encourages stupid shit to Logan and Hesh, saying that yeah.. that would make you smile. But ends up just laughing at the two, and using them as his own amusement while ensuring he would be by your side the whole time.
Riley: (Honorary Dog mention) 
- Riley is sat by the side of your bed when he isn't with Hesh, firmly sat there to protect You.
- Barks for medics when you ‘need’ it, swiftly learns that when your hand brushes against his tail, he needs to bark loudly for a medic to check up on you.
- He waits for you to be ‘better’ so he could get you to play fetch with him, but for now.. until you heal, he is willing to wait by your side. 
- After a few months of your healing journey, Riley sets up to lay on the bottom of your bed instead of on the floor.. flops his head by your handcuffed hand so you can pet him.
- Riley is very loyal, staying put for hours at a time, when he wakes up, his eyes glance at you. To ensure you were alive, awake, and aware. If you sleep too long he chomps (lightly) on your hand to wake you up.. if you don't, Riley goes running off to the first Ghosts member he could find to drag them over to you.
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bellewintersroe · 6 months ago
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Band of Brothers hc request where nurse!reader can’t sleep because of all the injuries piling up/feeling guilty about not doing more?
Thank you for the request anon! <3 mentions of grief, wounds, reader is overworked and ur man takes care of you, mainly fluff.
Easy Company x Nurse!Reader Headcanons
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Eugene Roe:
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I can imagine Gene’s on duty and he see’s you again, still working late into the night, despite him knowing you were on shift before 7am.
The long days were brutal, Eugene knew that. The urge to help out in anyway possible and feel guilt for resting was something he combatted heavily, especially throughout Bastogne.
But nobody can work effectively when they’re running off four hours sleep.
You and Eugene are close, you’re not in a relationship but there’s feelings there that probably go unspoken until the end of the war. So he feels comfortable enough to approach you.
When you accidentally knock into a tray of surgical and medical items and your breathing deeply, hands running over your forehead - he knows you’re too overworked.
“Y/n.” He steps closer. “Get off duty and go to bed.” Gene would borderline sass.
“I’m fine, Gene.” You’d shake him off, snapping from the irritability of exhaustion.
Gene would cover your hand before you had chance to tidy the tray of equipment you’d just messed up. Finally, you’d look at him now.
“Seriously, you ain’t gonna be anymore help running off no sleep.”
You’d feel a little guilty, knowing your tiredness was potentially messing things up, but you couldn’t give up.
“I can’t sleep, Gene, I feel too bad that I’ve got a warm bed and half these men are sleeping on the floor.” You’d finally admit.
“You gotta try, hm?” Ugh his voice would be so low gentle, he’s so careful not to alarm or engage anybody else in the conversation, and the way he’s holding your hand is distracting.
Anyway, he’s too convincing and soon he’s walking you back with a hand in yours, a little saddened by how clearly overworked you are.
“If anything happens you’ll come get me, right?” You’d worry and Gene would offer you a small smile. “Nothin’s gonna happen.”
But anyway he practically forces you to go to bed and by no surprise you’re passed out within minutes of hitting the pillow.
Gene probably comes back to check up on you a few hours later and he’s soo relieved that you’re fast asleep 🥹.
Ron Speirs:
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This mf does not mess around, especially when it comes to you.
You and Ron are already in a relationship by the time you’re at Germany, you’re an amazing comfort to one another and Ron’s already thinking about popping the question by the time they get somewhere nicer.
Anyway, when you’re working tirelessly to take care of the poor victims of the camp, you don’t get back until early hours of the morning, eyes circled with dark bags, legs barely functioning.
The next morning Ron see’s you up early asf, so he asks around to see what time you were back last night. When you don’t return from the infirmary until super late the next day, he’s kinda annoyed.
Not annoyed at you really, he just worries for you.
“What time did you get back last night?” He calls you into his office and for a minute you’re actually intimidated by him, skskskksksle.
You’d attempt to lie that it wasn’t that bad but Speirs would just nod with a knowing expression on his face.
“You’re off duty tomorrow.” He’d simply say and your heart would plummet.
“Ron, no!” You’d immediately plead, the guilt building up.
“I can’t have an exhausted nurse running around, that’s no help to anybody.”
“Then do it for me, personally. I can’t sleep knowing all those people are still in there.”
Ron would inhale, feeling a little worried knowing why you’re feeling that way. He’d secretly inform you that you’re moving out tomorrow anyway, speaking so quietly.
Also secretly brings you up to his private room, the fact you have a night off together is overwhelmingly nice and if you can’t sleep Ron’s doing anything possible to help you.
Talking would be the first thing, you’d discuss everything. He’d 100% be cuddly asf after not being able to relax around you for a while, he’d offer you a massage and then if that didn’t work he’s tiring you out even more using other methods… do with that as you please.
Joe Liebgott:
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I can deffo imagine him being a little wise ass about it at first. The two of you are close friends, wanting to be something more, and the way Joe expresses it is through teasing you.
Like you’re sitting on the edge of the nurses foxhole, just staring into blank space.
“Jesus, are ya even alive?” Waves in front of your face, half expecting you to crack a smile like you always do.
You’d probably mutter something back to him, snapping and blinking back down to your gloved hands. You’re just waiting for another cry out for help.
“God, you are cranky when you’re tired, huh?!” He watches you stand up with a sigh, glancing around the area to go check up on everyone.
“Where ya going?” He’s a little disappointed and confused, he saw you patrolling around only moments prior.
Anyway when you think of some excuse he’s pulling you back down into the foxhole, climbing in with you.
Kinda confronts you about how you haven’t been sleeping and practically wraps two of the spare blankets around you.
“Stay warm, okay? Talk to me, y/n/n, why can’t ya sleep?” He knows why you can’t sleep, but he’s so caring, even when he doesn’t mean to, Joe naturally falls into the role of sometimes nurturing other people. The perks of having younger siblings, huh?
When you’d explain that there’s too many wounded men back in town to even know where to start, and that you feel too guilty to sleep when all the others need checking up on out here he’s tutting and wrapping an arm around you.
“C’mere. How ya gonna treat anybody when you’re running off no sleep? You’ll get all jumpy and pass out- that’s the last we need, isn’t it, doll?”
“Yeah…”
“Try get some sleep, huh? I’ll stay, as long as nobody finds me here.” Technically being in a foxhole together wasn’t allowed, but the mutual comfort you gained from one another was unexplainable. Plus, Joe didn’t want you creeping up and sneaking away when you had to rest.
When you are asleep and he has to go, he presses the most gentle kiss to your temple, hesitantly climbing back out and telling all the men nearby to shut the hell up.
Bill Guarnere:
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“Now when I heard about a lady out here refusin’ to get some shut eye, I didn’t realise it wa’ you.” Bill would smooth a hand up your back as you’d sigh, melting into his touch as he climbed onto the single bunk with you.
“They had to kick you outta’ the infirmary?” Bill doesn’t know if he’s impressed or concerned by your determination out here. Ever since landing you’ve been overwhelmingly busy, he’s glad to see you in bed. He’s not glad to see you awake, however.
“Pretty much.” You’d mutter, turning around to wrap an arm over his lap as he rested with his back against the headboard.
Bill would let you sink completely into his hold, hoping if anything the comfort of having one another would let you sleep.
Bill knows exactly why you can’t sleep, he knows you better than anybody, the guilt, the desperation to make sure everybody is okay. It doesn’t really need to be spoken about.
“Try get some sleep, yeah? I’ll stay as long as I can until those others get back, ok?”
Shifty Powers:
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When he rolls over to you in the middle of the night and see’s you awake again he’s reaching over for you instantly.
“What’ya thinkin’ about, hm?” He’d mutter, gazing over your frustrated complexion.
“I should be down there.”
“Where?”
“At the infirmary.”
Now in Germany, it was more civilian injuries you were treating, especially when a building collapses and you’re absolutely swamped with causalities. After hours upon hours of being run off your feet you’re sent off duty, but your brain won’t shut off.
“Last I checked they had it under control.” Shifty would mutter, running a thumb over your creased brow until you relaxed. “If ya running around any longer you ain’t gonna be able to tomorrow.”
Ugh he’d be so soft and reassuring, there’s not a chance you’re leaving the bed however- he makes sure of that.
Dick Winters:
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“Y/n, where are you going?” Dick has one eye open in his foxhole when he see’s you creeping past, arms huddled around your chest and scarf wrapped around your head.
Dammit, you thought he’d be asleep.
“Uh, just going to help out, Di- sir.” Although you had both been seeing one another, nothing had occurred out at war so it was extremely professional to maintain professionalism with one another.
“You’ve been there all day.” He’d sit up straighter, both your teeth chattering practically back to one another.
“I-I can’t sleep, sir. There’s so much to do.”
“If you don’t sleep you’ll be no help at all.” He’d remind, a very nice way of saying ‘get the hell back into your foxhole’.
“I know but. I can’t sleep. I feel too guilty.”
“Well we need a nurse out on these lines. Anybody needs you I’ll come get you, alright?” Dick is so understanding and makes you feel less guilty & more important at the same time. He’s so emotionally intelligent.
He walks you back to your foxhole, with a gentle squeeze of your hand he leaves you with a reminder that he’s still there.
He sure as hell isn’t waking you up however.
Babe Heffron:
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“Hey get back into bed, would ya?” Babe would be on patrol and see you sneaking back to the aid station, walking alone through Haguenau.
He’d catch you red handed, sneaking over through the concealment of the darkness.
“And what’a’ya doin out here alone, huh?” He wouldn’t be happy, he practically had to force you to go to bed initially, and now you were sneaking out a mere 2 hours later.
“They need my help, Babe.”
“Did they tell ya that personally?” He gets kinda sassy ok, he’s a little annoyed cos he only wants the best for you, but the second he see’s you starting to get upset or blubbering he softens.
“Aw no, c’mere, I didn’t mean to upset ya!” Fuck patrolling, he’s pulling you aside and giving you a cuddle.
When you tell him what’s up he’s reminding you of every single accomplishment, big or small you’ve completed- and just how helpful you are and how everybody loves& appreciates you.
I think Babe is accidentally good with his words in certain situations, even if he’s a little flustered and worried for you, it’s his kindness and reassurance that has you eventually knocked out in bed again.
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kireijae · 1 year ago
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confused! - ldh
a/n: i listened to pado and this is what came of it
warnings: minors who read this will be skinned. not full on smut but close enough. some angst but smutty fluff ending
you felt haechan get up beside you, pulling his warmth with him. you were laid in your bed, snuggled up in haechan's t-shirt from the night- or hours- before.
he had a schedule soon, you weren't quite sure what time it was, but you could hear him quietly ticking off his mental to-do list.
"okay, 15 minutes. i should shower," he mumbled, something he always did when he was rushing to work.
you heard the water turn on, and nearly fell asleep again to the rhythmic sound of it falling to the floor.
"yeah, mark, i'm at her place right now."
you weren't sure how long you'd slept for, most likely around 10 minutes, because haechan could still be heard, though he was outside your bedroom door now.
"i'd tell you some of the details later but we won't have time to talk by ourselves much right?" you mentally rolled your eyes. of course he would tell mark about your first night being (somewhat) intimate. you were taking it slow, so anything happening was exciting for the both of you. you didn't really blame him, you'd definitely call your best friend as soon as the sun came up and fill her in on your night.
"dude..." haechan trailed off into a sigh. "she had me confused."
'confused'? the words hit you like a block of ice. what had you done wrong? why didn't he say anything?
"yeah! i tried to look down and see what she was doing so i could get her to slow down or something– no, she wasn't looking at me! her eyes were closed! and she was moaning like crazy!"
your body chilled further, but your cheeks heated up to a searing temperature, the embarrassment flooding your senses. why had he not stopped you anyway if it was that bad?
"yeah, so i had to just hold on and pray, man," haechan laughed.
you felt tears spring to your eyes and your face grew hot. blood rushed through your ears and you didn't hear anything haechan said until he opened the door to your room.
"yeah, i'm on my way out now. see you," he whispered, grabbing something from on top of your dresser.
you heard him shuffle over to you and felt his lips press into your hair. you were glad for the lingering darkness, as it hid your saddened features from your boyfriend.
haechan texted you at 5pm asking if he could come over after his schedules and you begrudgingly agreed. he'd whined when you'd attempted to wiggle your way out of seeing him, so you submitted. it would be a good opportunity to talk about what you heard that morning.
you'd been awake enough at the time to know it wasn't just a bad dream, though you'd tried to convince yourself it had been while you ate breakfast.
you psyched yourself up to see him again. tried to get yourself a little script to recite to him when he got there, but when he was right in front of you, holding his exhaustion in his eyes and a to-go bag from your favourite restaurant, you felt all the conviction you had earlier leave you in a matter of seconds.
so, there you were watching the office with haechan curled around you on the couch. he was gently caressing your upper arm with his left hand.
"did you have a good day, baby?" he asked, turning his attention from the show to you.
you guessed then was your chance, "umh, no not really." and as soon as you said it, he bolted up, sitting cross legged to your left, holding your hand.
"what's wrong?" he asked, sparkling eyes digging into yours to find an answer. "tell me, baby."
you sighed, obviously your conviction was once again swiped away by the boy before you. why was he so sweet? and why was he so stupid?
he sat there, waiting for your answer patiently.
"i heard you this morning," you finally let out, "on the phone."
his brows furrowed under his dark fringe, "did i wake you up?"
you looked down and shook your head, too embarrassed to look at him.
"i just wish you'd have spoken to me first instead of telling mark," you nearly whispered, anxiety pushing your voice higher than it usually was.
"oh," he said in the midst of his realisation, "i'm so sorry, angel, i won't talk about our sex lives with anyone if you don't want me to. i should've made sure you were okay with it first, huh?"
he rubbed your arm, but you shook it off. "i don't mean that," you still didn't have the courage to look at him. you took a long pause before speaking, the lump in your throat evident in your voice, "i mean you should tell me if you don't like something i'm doing. i want to make you feel good, and i can't do that if you don't tell me if i'm doing something wrong. you know it was my first time doing anything like that."
haechan's features were back to holding his confusion, "what do you mean? i loved every second of it. and i wouldn't have told mark otherwise."
you scoffed, "donghyuck, i heard you tell him that you wanted to slow me down and that i confused you. you–"
"that's what you thought i meant?" he burst out.
"what else could that mean, donghyuck?" your eyelids dropped slightly, nonplussed.
"it means you were so good i couldn't think straight," he said, pushing his face closer to yours as if close proximity would get the point across easier.
"what?" you still didn't believe him, "then why'd you try to slow me down? and what about the holding on and praying or whatever?"
he got closer to you again, his demeanour changing slightly– a lustful aura overtaking him. "because you were so good i was gonna cum down your throat after 30 seconds, only god could help me then."
you gave him the best unimpressed look you could, what with him smirking at you the way he was. you didn't want to get your hopes up, he had to be kidding. "you lasted pretty long, hyuck."
"i'll say. 3 minutes feels like forever when you're trying not to cum the whole time," he countered, "and you know i'm not usually that fast."
he had you there. although you hadn't gone much further than make-out sessions with hyuck, you had experimented a little. you'd cum on haechan's lap a few times and each time he'd get two orgasms out of you before he'd even thought to reach into his sweats and finish himself off. and even then he'd make you ride his thigh for a while longer before he came.
"that wasn't the real thing though," you argued.
"you think i don't know what i'm doing baby?" he asked slyly as he pulled your legs over his thighs.
you shook your head teasingly. another lie. haechan was known for having plenty of experience and particularly for having insane stamina. it was one of the things that intimidated you about him when you'd first met. who would want to date a virgin when he had his pick of any girl he wanted?
it was likely your insecurities around your inexperience that led to you perceiving his words the way you did, but that was a thought for a later time.
"i guess i'll have to prove myself then, huh, baby?" he barely got the whole sentence out before he was kissing you, roughly, and pushing you back down on the sofa.
the heat in your cheeks you felt that morning was no match for the burning sensation his lips left behind as he trailed down your jaw to your neck. he nibbled and sucked on your pulse point to pull specks of red, blue and purple to the surface of your skin.
"you drive me crazy, you know that?" he commented, probably spurred on by the small sighs falling from your mouth.
"you were already crazy when i met you," you giggled, looking down at him through his fringe.
he bit you a little harder at that, and when you squealed, he laughed heartily.
hyuck continued to kiss your neck, eventually moving down to your collarbones and then looking up to you expectantly with his hands pulling at the hem of your shirt.
"can i take this off?"
a small nod, and your shirt was gone a second later. replaced by warm hands and soft lips, anywhere they could reach.
"i'm gonna eat you out, okay sweetness?" he spoke as he slid his hand along the inside of your thigh. "i'll show you what it's like to feel so good you can't think."
you smiled at him and nodded, all embarrassment and doubt already wizzing right out of your head at the nickname paired with the thought of what was to come. pun intended.
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potassiumivy · 5 months ago
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PLAYBOY. | jjk
❥ mdni. fic masterlist.
*ੈ✩‧₊˚ 005: POLARIS.
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✞ 𝐏𝐋𝐀𝐘𝐁𝐎𝐘✞
YUUJI'S HEART WAS RACING on the way back to the dorms. everything happened way too fast back at the restaurant. right now, the five of you were cramped up in a crowded bus after bidding goodbye to the nice waitress.
"want me to sign your copy?"
the sentence was on repeat in his head, the events unfolding with meticulous detailing over and over again. not that he'll ever complain about it.
he could still feel the way your lips faintly brushed against his to ask the big question before nobara pulled you back from your tracksuit's hood, asking you to sign her arm instead. 
for the rest of the night he was stuck in a daze, looking absently at you commanding nobara to open her uniform's top buttons so you can sign your name on her tits as a better alternative.
he felt so confused. when he had met you earlier in the day, he thought your were dating fushiguro by the way you were openly showering him with affection. 
yuuji was still deep in thought when the bus stopped abruptly at their station.
"move it, loser." nobara called out, pulling him back to reality. "you're blocking the way," she sighed, shoving him aside before rudely pushing everyone else out of the way to get to the door.
yuuji's startled expression turned into a saddened one as you all made your way to the foot of the mountain. he chose to stay behind, silently observing your side profile when you talked to nobara in the front.
he wasn't insecure, but nobara's words earlier during their first mission made him a little self-conscious about his appearance. it was childish, it really was, and it didn't get to him back then. however, now that he was clearly thinking about it, maybe he really wasn't all that. he couldn't figure out your relationship with his classmate and the whole execution thing was slowly getting to him too. it was exhausting.
"a penny for your thoughts?" he looked up at the source of voice, seeing gojo walking by his side.  his head was slightly tilted to the side, his thumb curled under his blindfold. 
"thinking 'bout y/n?" at megumi's voice, yuuji's head turned back to the front, watching as his classmate had purposely slowed down his steps to listen to the their conversation. 
"yeah. yeah, i am." gojo wasn't surprised by yuuji's bluntness, but his heart dropped a little at the answer. he couldn't understand why since he had already anticipated this exact scenario.
megumi's silence encouraged him to explain more. "i was just— i don't know. i'm sorry. i figured you two might be together, so i'll back off. i just wanted to tell you the truth."
"we're not." yuuji's heart skipped a beat at the unexpected answer.
"huh?"
"we're not together." megumi confirmed again. "she's just... affectionate. i'm surprised you still believed we dated after the playboy thing." knowing that you weren't in a relationship reassured yuuji a little. he bit his lip to suppress a smile.
"can i make a move then?"nobara's comments clearly didn't matter anymore. maybe they never did to start with.
"so soon?" this time, it was gojo who interrupted. the said man didn't know why it stung. he tried to play it off as him meddling in his student's love life, but he knew he was lying to himself. he just prayed that megumi didn't find out anything. 
"yeah," yuuji immediately answered, "i don't know when i'll die, so might as well take every opportunity." 
he looked at the sky, spotting the pole star, polaris. he smiled softly. "though, it's a bit cruel that i met the person i grew feelings for the day after knowing i'll get executed."
he turned to gojo, and added, "i know that it's too soon, but it feels so right. it might just be love at first sight."
"love? didn't take you for a romantic." gojo mused. 
"well, i didn't fall in love with her yet, but i know that i will, you know what i mean? sensei?" he was desperately trying to get his point across. he wanted to illustrate the emotions he felt.
yuuji has a beautiful way with words. 
so beautiful that gojo felt it too.
"do whatever you want," megumi strarted, "but i have to tell you; she doesn't commit."
the warning didn't faze yuuji at all, he only smiled brighter.
"that's good."
he looked up at polaris again, before adverting his eyes to you. "i wouldn't want her to get too attached."
his eyes were too loving.
too loving for someone who knew the other for less than a day. 
*✧・゚:    *✧・゚:    *✧・゚:    *✧・゚:
✞ 𝐏𝐋𝐀𝐘𝐁𝐎𝐘✞
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"c'mon pretty, don't pout like that." the man chuckled, wiping away your tears with his left hand. his right hand was slowly rubbing circles on your puffy clit, edging you for what felt like hours.
"kin—m'sorry. i'm sorry, kin, i swear i just forgot." you hiccuped and hakari almost felt bad for you. almost.
"awww, did you really?" he asked, putting a little more pressure.
you gasped, arching your back against his chest, and he stopped moving his hand completely. 
you sobbed out of frustration, before feeling the other end of the sofa shift slightly. turning towards the newcomer, you looked at them through your teary eyes and blurry vision, your hand reaching out to them, "kirara, please, tell him."
kirara watched in amusement, eyes glinting dangerously, calculating every twitch of your body. "don't be so hard on her, kin-chan." they motioned  for you to get closer, "let me show you how to treat such a pretty girl."
you crawled towards kirara, sitting on their lap. they fondled your tits, squeezing them slightly, before kissing them all over, all while their free hand found your entrance, slowly circling it before pushing in and out over and over again. 
you weren't really a moaner, just cute little gasps here and there, little kiraras and thank yous filling the air of the cold monitor room. "now, promise me you won't do that again." kirara spoke between kisses.
"i promise, i swear!" you cried out. "kin," you called out for hakari, "i swear i won't do it again." feeling him kiss your neck all over was enough insurance that he forgave you, and you turned your head slightly to kiss his lips.
kirara hit that sweet spot inside, and you came in no time, moaning softly in hakari's mouth. he kissed you one last time before sitting back, manspreading on the couch. 
he pulled you towards him, looking down at you. "why did you contact the sorcerers again?"
"i didn't. gojo called me."
"and? what did he say?"
"he told us to come back tomorrow. he made some negotiations with the higher-ups."
he scoffed at the news. "took him long enough, huh?"
kirara came closer to you two, laying their head on your shoulder, "why'd you go meet him today then? if we're going back tomorrow."
"he wanted to show me the two new first-years." you were fiddling with your necklace, the same one gojo gifted you. the same one on the playboy.
"he could've done that tomorrow too, no?"
"i think it's because one of them is sukuna's vessel." you voiced out. 
"makes sense." kirara said in boredom, swinging their legs.
a comfortable silence surrounded the three of you. 
"wait— wait, hold up. sukuna's vessel?"
✞ 𝐏𝐋𝐀𝐘𝐁𝐎𝐘✞
next!!
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schizoidcel · 1 year ago
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Hello! I saw you were taking requests for TADC and thought I'd send one in if it isn't too much hassle.
This one has been itching at my brain since I saw the pilot
Pomni, Ragatha, and Zooble (Separately) encounter a newcomer to the circus (reader), who was their S/O in the real world.
Perhaps reader had come looking for them to find out what happened, only to end up getting stuck with them?
Anyways, thanks for your time! I hope you are well!
# POMNI, RAGATHA & ZOOBLE (SEPERATELY) x THEIR S/O IN THE REAL WORLD THAT ACCIDENTLY ENDED UP IN THE CIRCUS ☆
Idk how yall find me wit my posts not showing up in the tags but OMG HELLFIRE I LOVE THIS SO MUCH??? Dw bestie it's no hassle ong ong. HOPE U'RE DOING WELL TOO LOVE <3
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🤍 HEADCANONS !!
warnings :: None, angst if you squint on Zoobles part. Also not proofread I'll do it in the morning kissy
♪ POMNI ..
She's probably taken aback first.
It's just been a week after she arrived? And there's already another person???
Though for some reason, and even if you two barely talked, Pomni already feels more connected to you than with everybody else in the circus. Even with Ragatha, even though they've helped her through everything, like on the first day
She finds it weird, but she dosen't mention it at all.
Your presence is just soothing to her and calms her down, which is enough of a reason for her to keep being near you
Over time, you 2 grew very close, seeing as both of you are new to this whole thing.
And Pomni already feels like she has grown a crush on you .. Cmon girlfail it's been like a couple days.
The way you just are ... You makes Pomni feel like you've supported and comforted her all her life, even though you guys just met a couple of days ago
Once you and Pomni were calming down after a really exhausting adventure, you both were pretty beat and when you initiated conversation it somehow came to how you both ended up in the circus
You explained to her how you ended up here because you wanted to try and escape reality after your lover went missing, obviously not expecting to get trapped in a literal VR game ...
Pomni felt saddened at the mention of you having a lover, but at the same time, she felt like something snapped inside her
Didn't she have a lover too?? Was that you? Because it would explain alot .
And when you said how Pomni kinda resembeled your partner, was when she realized :
Pomni IS your partner
She literally immediately started to try and explain to you how she is probably your lover because of how you and her ended up here, and because of the entire thing of her feeling more connected with you
You didn't seem like you got it from her extremely fast no pause explanation, which caused her to have a meltdown infront of you ... (goodjob girl!)
Though, that meltdown looked abit too familiar. Immediately you knew that "Damn! That's my girl!"
Just as soon as you realized, you held her and reassured her that you got what she meant, and that you're happy she managed to connect the dots you couldn't
Pomni seemed happy from the praise, but she seemed even happier from the fact that both of you are together again.
And now she is clinging on to you like idk a panda on pumpkin.
Expect her to be clingy like this for a few days, maybe even weeks. Fuck girl maybe FOREVER
The days she was there, even with Ragatha helping her the best she can, Pomni still felt isolated as she had begun to slowly think that maybe none of these people are real in the first place (jesus girl)
But now that you, her S/O, someone she KNOWS that is real is here with her she feels SO much more calmer
She does feel bad that you're stuck with her now, and she definitely feels abit of guilt. But exactly because of those reasons, Pomni wants to get out even faster now. She still wants to have a little apartment with you, after all!
♪ RAGATHA ..
With you being new, Ragatha makes sure that like with Pomni, your 1st day is as good as it can be!
She seems to be abit more hooked on trying to make it perfect, though ...
I wonder why that is?
Well she sure don't know. Anywho!
Even if she does want the day for you to be more flawless than ever, she really didn't give it any thought, therefore she automatically is not aware why she wanted it to be 100% ideal for you
She's been in here for awhile, and though she faintly remembers having a partner, she doubts her partner would ever end up in the digital circus like her (uhmm... news flash bae...)
Ragatha realizes from day 1 that she gets along with you really well, and that immediately caused you two to hang out alot!!
The longer you hangout with her, the more Ragatha feels like she is developing a crush on you .. (wuh woh ...)
And not even a few hours after she realizes she has this crush on you, you started talking about how you ended up in the circus in the first place
She was sad at first, but tried not to show it. Instead, she comforted you, and told you stuff like "It's OK!" "Maybe we'll find a way out, then we can find your S/O!" (the irony I can't.) basically words she hoped would stop making you look so sad and make you smile instead .. (cutie)
Out of nowhere though, you started crying
She was so . shocked?? GIRL WHY ARE YOU CRYING
You try to tell her through your now lowkey stuttering voice how your S/O acted JUST like her
The touch, the words, the voice, all of it was really familiar to you .
After you tell that to her, Ragatha realizes that it's the same for her towards you.
How she feels like you and her knew eachother for years with how fast you two got along when you first met, surely it can't be a coincidence.
Ragatha begins to tell you about this and how she feels like she knew you for a very, VERY long time
.. Which leads to a guessing game of both o yalls fave things.
Though Ragatha has forgotten most of the stuff in her life back on the real world, she "coincidentally" knew EVERY one of your favourite things.
And you did hers??
You two didn't know how to react and were shocked.
After the shock died down though, both of you were just hugging eachother, and the both of you telling eachother how lonely it was without the other one by your side really aint gon stop those tears.
♪ ZOOBLE ..
Zooble DEFINITELY wouldn't even realize or care about you
Ofcourse not because they hate you, they're just kinda tired of new people coming in and in, especially this fast (chill girl god damn its only 2 people!!)
Zooble starts to find you WAY more tolerable the more Caine throws you into adventures together, though
They find the aura around you more inviting, so to speak
They even slowly start to think about how they prefer you over all the other members of the circus
You two only spoke around 4 times, but all have been extremely smooth going and fun conversations, something Zooble wouldn't expect to have with someone. ESPECIALLY a new member ..
On the other side, you find Zooble extremely likeable aswell! Sure, they might be dry or blunt, but they have a warm side, like every cold person usually does
You probably like talking with Zooble more than everyone else aswell .. Not cus everyone else is boring, you just find Zoobles personality and perspective on things to be more intriguing
Once Caine made you all go through another adventure yet again, which turned out to be a "partner" game
And wouldn't you know it, fate loves you and puts you and Zooble into a pair!
On that day, you two managed to tell eachother the mutual interest you have in one another, therefore deciding to become closer friends.
Or actually lets just start with being friends in the 1st place.
Ofcourse after that game, you two would normally be seen together more often now (BESTIE TIME)
Which ultimately leads to you telling Zooble how you got in the circus in the first place
Zooble didn't really know how to react to you having a S/O, they didn't really feel hurt, but at the same time they did? It was confusing, really
Once while in your room, you told Zooble how some of the antics they make is similar to what your S/O used to do
You immediately snapped and thought about how lowkey weird it is to say that, so you apologized immediately ..
To your suprise though, Zooble even took it as a compliment (they didn't expect it too.)
Zooble feels like a part of their identity has been put together the more you guys hang out with eachother
They want to know why they feel so completed with you, but that'll probably be something that can only be figured out once you two (if you can) get out of this circus (word for word ...)
But for now, they'll enjoy your company, the energy you give off, and your comforting presence.
They wont step over the line, since they know you already have a partner, but it wont hurt if you're just best friends, right?
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ׂૢ་༘࿐ Thank you for reading! ♡
Ugh this was so much fun I am LIVING for these little babes. I'm really proud of these hello ?! Might make a short scenario version since I love this ask sm.
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strawglicks · 8 months ago
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i genuinely cant believe how insecure and almost saddening graham's ending cutscene is. im so serious
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Graham's IMMEDIATE reaction to losing is trying to project onto the toons. Instead of admitting defeat, he tries to twist the situation to make it seem like the toons are the ones who've lost the battle.
The fact that Graham cant handle any imperfections in the first place is horribly insecure. someone who's really confident in themselves should be able to admit their flaws and still be happy with themselves. But that's not the case with Graham. He can act confident all he wants, but he's really lying to himself if he can't accept his own flaws and imperfections.
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This entire cutscene is Graham projecting his own embarrassment onto the toons. HE'S embarrassed to have lost his own battle. HE'S embarrassed to have gotten burnt out so fast. But he tries desperately to flip the situation to run away from his own shame.
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This is a fat lie. Deadass.
I see people speculate abt this line and what his "other forms" could be, but nah he's just lying. Graham was giving his all in this fight, given by how exhausted he is at the end to the point of passing out. It's WHY he's ashamed to have lost, because he was genuinely trying his best and giving it all he had. Yet, he STILL didn't win and it destroys his pride. And in an attempt to save that pride, he lies about "just getting started".
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More projecting onto the toons. Graham needs a breather himself, given how he literally faints at the end of his battle. But he can't even admit his own exhaustion or allow himself to be tired because he has this idea that he needs to be perfect. He's built his whole "brand" on being "perfect", so when those flaws start to inevitably show, it shatters this image he's created for himself AND others. He will inevitably be embarrassed and humiliated again and again, merely by his own flaws that he really doesn't NEED to be ashamed of. But he will be ashamed of them because of this "perfect" image he desperately wants to be. It's just self-destruction.
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Despite his attempts to flip the situation and project onto the toons, he collapses at the end of his fight from exhaustion. Graham pushes himself to the maximum and then forbids himself from feeling tired, which. Golly! That's unhealthy.
This cutscene, more than reeking insecurity, is also just self-destructive. Graham refusing himself a break and working himself to exhaustion just to prove his worth is so unhealthy, not to mention twisted companies like Cogs. Inc WILL leech off this behavior in an employee and use it to keep them working nonstop. It happens a lot IRL when employees pride themselves on constant productivity because it's what jobs like to see. And those jobs will take advantage of those qualities to keep employees productive with little regard to said employees' health. Graham's pride is destroying him.
I never see people talk about how truly insecure or unhealthy Graham is. I'm all for sillies and poking fun at Graham, but real talk this is a really underrated aspect of his character, and something that should be explored when discussing how companies like Cogs Inc. hurts their employees. Jobs love workers like Graham, but that's. not necessarily a good thing. Esp when they love the workers bc of how hard they'll push themselves without taking breaks. It's an easy trap to fall into when you're trying to impress your employers, especially when you're desperate for a job. (and graham WAS desperate for this job, as seen in MOTM.)
anyway, heres a doodle i thought was fitting
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kimetsu-chan · 5 months ago
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hi, so it says that all requests are closed, and I’m assuming that means emergency requests too..? Because it’s ‘ALL’
But when they open could you write a Muichiro comfort fic for me…? So basically what’s happening is that I’ve been feeling extremely suicidal, and depressed. I came out as a therian to my mom, she’s been very unsupportive and called me mentally unstable and not developed, a Therian/otherkin is a person who identifies as a non-human animal on a psychological or spiritual level based on animilastic urges and/or behaviours…. And I’ve just been having really bad dreams and thinking a lot about my past how my father abused and almost killed my mom, got her into a coma, and I would think of running away and thought it was my fault. My father sexually harassed me. I have anxiety, think I’m annoying, hate myself stuff like that.
so why I’m in need of a Muichiro comfort fic is bc every night I draw marks on my wrist ok, and so every night I try cutting it, each night trying to go deeper or hold down the knife longer…
so that’s why maybe when requests open I was wondering if you could write one for me…
Thankyou for reading this all… have a nice day☺️ and feel free to ignore me I’m used to it! <3
~Not Tonight~
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A/N: first of all, I am incredibly sorry for the miscommunication, emergency requests are open, I should’ve conveyed that better. Secondly, I am extremely saddened to hear of what has happened to you :( it’s not something you should deal with. I hope that this could be the comfort you need, and I apologize if it is not on par with what you require right now. Please take care of yourself <3
TWs ⚠️: sh will be heavily implied in this fic, along with thoughts of suicide being mildly implied, please do not read if such topics are uncomfortable or triggering.
This takes place after he regains his memories
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It was extremely odd, the way you wore the longest sleeves even in the hottest weather, it perplexed Muichiro.
He didn’t understand why, but then again, he had trouble understanding the purpose of most things.
At first, he didn’t pay much mind to it, maybe it was a sense of comfort? But he saw the way you were always on the edge of passing out from the heat, and how… unsettlingly empty your eyes were.
He watched as you trained, standing idly in the shade. He had been taking a water break and decided to watch you tiredly swing your training sword.
His chest tightened painfully, and he looked down at it with confusion. He immediately associated the uncomfortable feeling with looking at you in your exhausted state. Was he concerned? Surely no, you were a subordinate. But you were his subordinate, and he used that to justify why he was worried.
Muichiro kept a steady eye on you for the next week or so, the borderline painful feeling of concern popping up at least twice a day.
You looked exceptionally worse today, more so than normal. You had collapsed due to your body not being able to withstand the unbearable heat any longer. Of course, in a fit of worry, he rushed to your side, quickly checking for a concussion or any other injuries.
The boy frowned down at you as he held your head up, and that was the most expressive you’d seen him in a while.
“[Name], I told you this would happen, you need to dress appropriately for training..!”
He reached to roll your skin-tight sleeves up but was halted by a sharp “no” from you.
Needless to say, he did not listen, proclaiming your safety was far more important, so of course he saw. He found out, and you were worried if he’d be disgusted with you.
But when he looked in your eyes once more, his gaze was devoid of disgust or disappointment. His eyes stared at you with worry and guilt and confusion.
You could see it in his eyes, the silent ask of “why” of why you felt the need to do such things to yourself.
Without thinking, you provided a short explanation, you told him when you did it, why you did it, and how bad the thoughts were getting.
It only aided in the shattering of his heart.
How could he have been so oblivious…? Could he have provided help if he had noticed sooner?
No, there was no use in beating himself up for what he didn’t do, he needed to make sure that you stopped. He vowed to you that day, that he’d pay better attention, stay with you when you needed it, help you whenever you relapsed, and anything more you could possibly need.
As he spoke, his eyes began to tear up against his will. He held you closer, trying to appear strong for you because you needed the comfort.
He didn’t want to lose you, especially not to yourself, he needed you…. So with a shaky voice, he uttered a few words as he wrapped his arms around you.
“Not-… not tonight, please…”
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A/N: I urge and encourage you to seek advise and help from a therapist if you have the comfort and means to do so, once again, I am so sorry for everything that has happened to you. I sincerely hope this can bring you even the slightest sliver of comfort, and I hope you recover from any and all thoughts quickly :( <3
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diacripticcomplex · 7 months ago
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Shu x Yandere Yui
Shu's Pov:
We spent days looking for Edgar...I mean Yuma but he actually was Edgar, I still could not fathom the fact he was alive after all these years I was convinced he was dead. After the fire he set for me to prove my love for her he had completely vanished, without a trace as if he was never here to begin with. I think I'm starting to go insane..I sigh out loud, even my music was helping me, I was not able to sleep without having this constant thought on my mind, I yearned to find him I had so many questions that I want to ask him, this is the first time in a long time that I have wanted to actually converse again. I guess I was too much in my head, I kept hearing my name being called out and it zoned me back to reality.
"Shu..? Hey..Shu..?" she was calling out for me. I looked at her. "Yeah?" I replied back, she began saying something, about finding Yuma and trying again but I was not really paying attention. I found myself zoning back into my thoughts as she spoke to me. It was foolish really, we won't find Edgar..I mean Yuma again, this is pointless, I sigh out in annoyance. " Shut up already..Leave me alone.." I tell her, I didn't want her to get more involved with this and me anymore, if she keeps getting close to me she will just end up in the same predicament as that guy too, I don't care if I stop drinking her blood, I love her so I have to protect her this way. She might not understand but this is the only way.
I've been in my room all these weeks, avoiding her, avoiding everyone and everything, it was all so pointless, I wasn't even hungry..this feeling was familiar..Another knock on my door, probably from her again. I didn't answer, I needed to get away from this manor for a bit.
I decided to leave for a few weeks, without telling anyone, not even her. I knew it was stupid but I still had a glimmer of hope left in me that I would be able to find him, I searched the deep forests, and mountains, by the ocean as well, nothing. I ventured into the demon world as well, no one heard anything, it is as if the name Mukami ceased to exist. Time works differently in the demon world. A month quickly turned into a year when I arrived back at the manor.
When I returned I wanted to just crawl into my bed and sleep, I was truly exhausted..this is the most I've been energized in years..I walked past her room and it was as if she could sense me walking by because her door opened, she looked at me with such sorrow in her eyes, I gave her nothing but a blank stare, my love did not die for her, it was simply closed off, I'm a creature that harms everything it goes near, I do not deserve her and I do not wish to see her in pain but she looked gravely saddened. "You left..no one heard from you in so long and you just left without a trail...I was so worried." She cried to me. "I do not have to explain myself..leave me be, I'm tired." I told her, I could see she wanted to say something but stopped herself, she nodded then smiled strangely, it was a twisted smile, unsettled by this, I went to my room and closed my eyes.
I believe a few days or maybe weeks had gone by, no one came to my door or bothered me at all, it was strange, the usual chaoticness of my brothers was at an all time low, as if no one was here, it was too quiet. I finally got up from my bed and the sight I saw when I opened the door shocked me, there was writing on the walls of the hallway that said "I love you" " I did this for us." , in deep red, it smelled like fresh blood, my first thought was Laito or Kanato went insane but then I felt my heart drop, did they hurt her??!
I felt adrenaline hit, in cold sweat I ran to find her. This cannot be happening again, I do not want to lose her too..I kept repeating this to myself, please let her be alive, please make sure she is unharmed, I found her in the dining room, all of my brothers were there, all of them lifeless, sitting in the chairs. She was there drinking a cup of tea and it smelled like, "Shu, you've made it.." she said smiling warmly at me, I was horrified.. "Why did you do this?" I asked her. "You don't understand..I found Yuma, but your brothers did not want you to see him..they were getting in the way." She said to me, it feels off though, I couldn't tell if she was being truthful or not but I decided to trust her.
She offers to take me to him, so I follow her down to the dungeon..strange place to keep him. "Why would he be here..?" I asked her, trying to not make my suspicion obvious. She gave a shitty explanation and honestly I was not buying it..I wanted to get out of there, before I could leave she stabbed me right before my heart so I knew I wasn't going to die but it hurt horribly, then she locked me up in a cell, making sure to restrain my hands. She took the blade and cut her wrist then licked the blood from the wound, kissing me deeply, feeding me her warm oozing blood, I've missed how hot it was, I wanted more but she pulled back and left.
"Let me out.." I told her, then I began screaming it but she was just walking away, before she shut the door she said in a whisper "Now, you'll never leave me.."
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dontyouworrydaddy · 2 years ago
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Right where you left me
Title from Taylor Swift‘s song Right where you left me🫧
Leon Kennedy x gn! Reader
summary: After breaking up with Leon you never visited the café you guys used to have y‘alls date. What happens when you decide to buy a coffee und see him sitting in the corner you guys used to sit?
Warning: other than heartbreaking and seeing Leon sitting alone and looking at his coffee, none.
not my gif!
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It‘s been five months since you and Leon broke up. It was because you guys were having problems with communicating and it got so worse you just had to leave. A part of you hated you because you left the man you truly love but the other part of you is proud of you because for the first time you put yourself first. You told Leon to find you when he is ready to start a new relationship after seeing a therapist. You even gave him the number of a very good therapist in town which your best friend is also visiting.
And now… You’re standing in front of the cafe Leon and you would have your regular date. Every Tuesday at 3 pm. You would sit there for hours and drink y‘alls coffee while enjoying each other’s presence. There were times where none of you would talk. Just looking at each other like some Teenagers. And now… everything is gone.
But you’re really craving for some good coffee after having the most exhausting day at work. You get in without thinking any further and make your way to the cashier.
“Hey! What can I get for you?” the orange haired woman asks you with a kind smile. You feel like you‘ve seen her somewhere but you can’t figure out from where. “Hey. I‘d like to have a double espresso to go.” you tell her. She tabs on the iPad and looks at you again. “Would you like to pay with cash or card?” she asks you and you hand her the cash with tip with a smile “with cash and the rest is tip.”
She smiles and before she goes to make your order she stops and turns to you leaving you a bit confused. “I have a question.” Now you’re curious. What might her question be? You tilt your head and your eyebrows furrow. “Yes?” you answer. “This might be a weird thing to ask but… did you and your boyfriend break up? Because I didn’t see you guys here in a long time. It was kinda sad not seeing you guys sitting at your regular place with your regular drink. We Were a bit worried since you guys were the locals.” Oh? Of course this was gonna happen. You gulp really loudly and your face sadden. The cashier notices your face change real quick and adds “I- uh I- didn’t really mean to uh… you know. It wasn’t my intention to bring up memories. I‘m really sorry if I hurt you” you can feel the woman being worried about accidentally hurting you and quickly shake your head. “No it’s okay. We are just… yeah we broke up” you whisper the last sentence. It feels like someone is stabbing your heart. Maybe stabbing you won’t hurt you as much as your heart hurts right now. “I‘m sorry to hear that. You guys were so cute. Anyways… before I leave to make your order…uh- He is sitting at your regular place. You know in the corner right back. He never stopped coming here” she tells me before leaving.
He never stopped coming here?
Is it really just for the coffee? A part of you hopes that he still comes here because of you, hoping to see you.
Curiosity wins and you step to the side a bit, trying to get a look at the back of the caffe.
And she was right. He is sitting there, all alone and looking at the coffee. The coffee you always ordered when you were having your dates with him. But you thought that he would never in a million years would drink that. But here he is, drinking it. You can’t figure out how he might feel because his face doesn’t hold any emotions. Should you go and say hi to him? Would that be awkward?
“Here is your order. Have a great day!” the woman says while handing you your coffee. You thank her and take your drink.
And now you’re standing there. Wondering if you should go and say hi.
You want to run to him and kiss him for as long as you can. You want to run to him and hug him and confess that you missed him so much. You want him to know that you spend days crying because you felt bad for leaving him with an opening ending. But you also just want to leave and not look back.
But somehow you feel like your feet is acting on their own and now you’re walking towards him. “I thought you would never drink that?” you speak and he flinches. He turns his head to you and you see how his face lights up. Immediately, he jumps up from his seat and looks at you. “Y/N? Oh my god. Hey!” his voice is still deep and so damn sexy. You remember how he used to praise you with this voice while he was-
Snap out of it.
“Hi Leon. How are you?” you ask him and give him a genuine smile. The corner of his lips curl a bit and you could bet he was trying to hide a smile. Also, you notice that he is pretty nervous because his hands are doing everything but standing still next to him.
“I‘m good. Yeah. Uh…. how are you?” he asks you back. “I‘m good thanks. But since when are you drinking my regular drink?” you ask him and you can feel him getting even more nervous. “Actually it still tastes like shit. I… I honestly don’t know” he stutters. If it still tastes like shit than why is he drinking it? You don’t get the point.
But you decided to not push the topic further as you realize that this question made him pretty nervous because now he started to swing with his body. You guys stay silent for a solid minute before it gets any more awkward you decide to break the silence.
“Okay… Than I should probably get going. Bye Leon” As you were about to turn around you can feel his huge hands wrap around your wrist and stopping you from leaving. Before you can ask hin what’s wrong he interrupts you.
“I really missed you Y/N. Home doesn’t feel like home since you left.” he starts confessing. His voice is heavy, you can hear it. “ I’m going to a therapist and I‘m actually doing great. I‘m making progress. I don’t know why I‘m telling you this. Maybe because I just wanted to you know.”
He did in fact went to see a therapist. Not only because of you but also because of himself. He realized how much he was hurting you without even knowing. He also didn’t realize that he was hurting himself. So he decided to take help from someone professional.
“I didn’t talk to other woman. I mean yes I talked to them but not in that way. I kept rejecting them and told every single one of them that I‘m seeing someone. I want you to know that I still love you. And I think I will love you until I take my last breath. My heart will continue to beat for you until it stops beating. ” now you can feel a tear escaping your eye. It feels like someone is putting weight on your heart. It’s too heavy and your heart can’t take that.
“But please don’t feel bad for leaving me. Actually, I‘m kinda glad you did. Because now I‘m healing and I can be the man you truly deserve. I was being serious about us marrying. And I was about to come and find you again. Asking you for another chance. So please Y/N, can I take you out on a date? Just to talk. Because right now I don’t look good and I want us to have more time to talk.”
His little speech kinda touched you. He did really change. He is changing and he is healing. That’s what you always wanted for him. Not thinking too long you nod and it makes him happy. You can see his smile brighter than the sun.
“Next Tuesday, at 3 pm, here?” he asks you.
“Okay” you agree.
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babbymochiiii · 8 months ago
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Hello! Can I also request a Doyoung scenario based on this song:
https://youtu.be/GZZluy6EXkQ?si=JV6ynBcO5F9R7ImM
Thanks.
🧸 Calm: KIM DOYOUNG
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Synopsis: you had a really exhausting day at work and your boyfriend Doyoung knew exactly what you needed to help you feel better.
Link: Calm by Ravi & Xydo
Warnings: mental exhaustion, mention of people complaining and yelling, crying
Word count: 717 words
Requested by @sadfragilegirl
author’s note: thank you so much for requesting! I honestly rlly liked writing this considering how real it felt :) but I hope you enjoy reading it!
divider credit @gigittamic 🩵
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Work was absolutely exhausting.
Mind draining. Everyone was complaining about the smallest of things to you and today just wasn’t the day to deal with it.
You had some customers yell in your face due to a small mistake made by one of your coworkers, and honestly it’s just draining you by completely. It makes you wanna break down in tears due to how exhausted you are.
The drive home was no help. If anything it made it worse due to the traffic to get to your shared apartment with your boyfriend. You just wanted to see him and feel comforted by his touch and words.
The moment you got home, opened the door you felt the tears starting to prick at your eyes causing the stinging sensation to build up.
Doyoung, hearing you come home, gets off of the couch and makes his way towards you. Happy to see that you’re home from work. He stops midway on his way towards you. Seeing the exhausted look on your face told him everything he needed to know.
Quickly making his way towards you, he wrapped his arms around you and squeezed you tightly. Assuring you that he is here right now. Just for you.
His scent and the feeling of his arms around you caused you to break down in tears in his arms, as you held him just as tightly.
Doyoung lets you release everything that was building up inside of you as he runs his arms up and down your back.
Once you felt yourself come down, you whipped the stray tears away with the back of your hand, and let out a sadden chuckle. “I’m sorry, I don’t know why I’m being like this.” You said with a smile that didn’t reach your eyes while more tears fall down your eyes. “How was your day Doi?”
Doyoung shakes his head towards you as he placed his hands gently on your face and rubbed at your wet cheeks. “This isn’t about me right now. It’s about you.” He said as he gave you a heart warming smile, that you swore was about to make you cry again. “We’re going to forget everything that happened today and let this moment be a calm, and better moment.” He said as he softly took hold of your hand and guided you towards your shared bathroom.
“I’m going to run you a bath.” He says but frowns his eyebrows slightly at the look on your face. “I’m not taking no for an answer y/n. You deserve this moment after the day you just had. Okay?” He said as he gently took hold of your face once again.
“Okay…” you said below a whisper as the lump in your throat wouldn’t let you speak any higher without wanting to cry in relief.
“Good. This is your moment to stay still and just be you baby.” Doyoung said as he turned around and started to run warm water for you. “I love you, okay? I want the absolute best for you and this relationship. Especially when you’re feeling like this.” He says as he placed a tender kiss on the top of your head.
“Thank you so much Doi, and I love you too.” You said with a small smile on your face.
A wide, gummy smile takes hold of Doyoung’s face as he stands by the door. Giving you, your much needed space for right now.
“While you’re taking your bath, I’m going to order your favorite takeout. Then when you’re out we’ll eat and find something to watch. Does that sound good?” Doyoung said.
“Sounds perfect. Thank you.” You said with a delighted sigh when your hand touched the warm, awaiting water.
“Great! I’ll see you soon baby. Take your time.” Doyoung says as he closes the bathroom door slightly to give you your privacy.
You couldn’t more than grateful for having someone like Doyoung in your life. Nothing could change the fact that he knows you better than anyone else could ever.
You thank your lucky stars for Doyoung, as you leaned your back against the tub’s wall and just let everything that happened sink into the warm water and wash away. This is your calm and still moment, and nothing was going to take away from it.
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slightlyslytherinthings · 2 years ago
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Description: Ominis and you are talking about your family. Ominis x f!reader
Warnings: none
You sat in the undercroft, exhausted after exercising some spells usually you would go to the Room of Requirement, but since DADA would start in like an hour, you thought practicing near by would give you more time before the class starts.
You heard foot steps approaching, "Sebastian? Are you in there?". A familiar voice asked. Hence only three people would enter this room, you knew it was Ominis. "Hello Ominis, I'm afraid he is not.", you greeted him with a smile, he couldn't see it but your tone gave him a welcoming feeling. "What a shame I wanted to talk with him, but since you are here, I could also ask you as well.", he declared. Wondering what he want, you wait as he asked you, "Why is it that you and Sebastian seemed to avoid each other? Usually you two stick together all the time. Did something happened between the two of you?" "Oh", you said, with a saddening voice, "well we had an argument about Goblins, but I rather would not talk about it, if it is ok to you Ominis." - "Well sure, I'm sorry that I had ask you." hearing you being uncomfortable, Ominis tried to change the subject, "I've always wondered what your parents are be like."
"Pardon me?", you didn't expect that turn of the conversation, you went silent for a moment with a concerned expression, as you remembered how it was grewing up in your household. "I only know my family and they are rather unpleasant, I've never had a chance to meet different parents and how they would be like. I only imagined it, hearing of your fast success with every charm and potion making, I assume your parents would be quite proud of such a talented witch like you.", Ominis explained himself.
"Actually it is quite the opposite, Ominis. Almost as your parents but on the other side of the coin.", you told him, with a doubtfull face. "Really, are they also having a pureblood obsession or anything like that?", he dig even more for answers from you.
"No. They are muggles.", you confessed. "Muggles, really?", he frowned, "such a powerful witch, which is a muggleborn? Hilarious thinking of it." "Again pardon me, Ominis? I thought blood status didn't matter to you at all.", you replied. "Sorry, it came out wrong. I didn't mean to insult you, just the thought of it. I'm sure that you are the most capable witch of all time, knowing that you are indeed muggleborn is a punch right in the stomach for every pureblood fanatic. It is actually funny, thinking of it like that.", he reassured you.
"Putting it like that does sound a bit funny. But you wanted to know what it is like with my family. And I can guarantee you it is nothing at all like you would expect. See, as muggles they never knew that such a wonderful place like hogwarts even exist. Despite they aren't believing in such things, if they would be confronted with it, they would be confused. They would say it is the devils work. So you can imagine when I got my first letter, I didn't got the chance to open it myself. In fact the first three letters got thrown away, they thought that someone is playing pranks on our family or maybe that some sort of satanic cult tries to lure their daughter away from home. One time I got lucky enough to read one letter, wondering what Hogwarts was and the list of things I would need to buy. But when they found the letter in my room, they punished me and sent me to a monastery to live there for years. Until one time Professor Fig approached me. I was first hesitant, since the cult thing could have been real. But Fig asked me if I never encountered some sort of happnings which could have not be explained with rational thinking. My parents are faithful in god, so of course everything that's happened could be explained by it was gods way of showing his love. But I never felt that way. And also Fig was right, I've made things appear, it always seemed when I cried the sky always cried with me. So one time I snugged out of the monastery, to meet Professor Fig, he disapparated with me to diagon ally, to proof me that it was real that it wasn't a cult."
You went silent about your thoughts how the things between you and your parents have had ended. "Wow, I certainly couldn't imagine that, but I've heard muggles would be narrow minded if it includes some sort of magic. I'm sorry, that your parents are pleasant as mine", Ominis said putting a hand on your shoulder to comfort you. "Well it wasn't the end of it, I was doubting on telling my parents the truth. Part of me would loved to share those news with them, but deep down I knew the truth is, if I would have ever tell them about that wizarding world with all seriousness, they would have try to exorcist me or drag me to an asylum, I'm pretty sure of it. But I didn't want to go, leaving them heartbroken without any trace of my disappearance. So I've left a letter, that I want to take the path for my future in my own hands and that I will leave them, as long as I need to.", with tears in your eyes and some melancholy you told everything Ominis have wanted to know.
"Thank you, Y/N. For trusting me and to share your history with me. I'm truly sorry, about you feeling alone , as I do and having a family you can not return to. I promise you, that I will always be there for you." he assured you, with a soft smile. Feeling warmth in your chest, you thanked him, "Thank you Ominis for your kind words, I'm always thinking to visit them some day, not sure about if I will ever be willing to tell them the truth, even if lying is a sin. I think honesty will only do harm, I don't want to lose them entirely. Knowing that you will be there for me really makes the loneliness inside of me disappear. Maybe it is true that family doesn't end in blood." - "And it doesn't start there either.", he finished your sentence, while being closer to your face. You saw his lips and glared at his wonderful blue eyes not leaving them.
"Is it ok if I?", he asked hesitant. "I would love to, Ominis", allowing him, he moved his face closer until his nose peaked at your cheek, trying not to mess up he slowly tried to find your face with his hand. You assisted him by putting your hand over his to guide him to your chin. As he softly searched with his tumb for your lips, he blushed feeling your soft underlip. He always imagined it to feel like that. He lean in, pressing his lips gentle at yours. If there was a heaven, he surely was there now. Knowing that you trust him, makes him feel so close to you, that he wanted to feel it also on the outside. Letting him in to your vulnerability, gave him the confidence to be your guard, your safe haven.
He promised to himself, that he will never leave your side. Ominis ended the kiss with a smile. Taking a deep breath, you went in for a hug, pressing yourself thight to him. You wanted to be at him as near as possible. He brushed with his hand over your silky hair, he smelled at them, he went crazy for your scent. He could always tell your presence, because of it.
"Ominis, I think the class will start soon.", you've realized, not wanting to leave that comfort you're just feeling. "We should go, and continue exploring each other later. Shall we?", he took out his wand to guide himself to move out of the undercroft, holding your hand to accompany him. Your head was a mess, exploding by figuring out what he just meant with exploring each other later.
As you joined the class you two shared one desk, a Sebastian, sitting at the desk on the corner behind you, looked confused by his best friend holding hands with you. But you didn't even capture his expression, your eyes, head and thoughts were all one and only about Ominis. Hecat started the class, but all you could think was what he meant by exploring each other later.
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paranoidginger · 4 months ago
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Lab-rat part 23
Tw: N/A
The Red Soldier guided Medic to his room, the taller man wobbling and swaying slightly as he moved, clearly exhausted. It was rare to see Soldier being gentle with anyone or anything, but somehow, despite his chaotic and aggressive demeanor, he managed to be surprisingly tender with the team's medic.
He kept the man close as they walked down the hall to his room, the one he used to share with Heavy... It had an empty, hollow sort of feeling without his presence in the room, none of his belongings, the large bed they had once shared left fit for only one person. Medic did not have the energy to notice, or to sadden, his body collapsing into the soft mattress as Soldier helped him into bed, ensuring that he would be comfortable before leaving, a proud smile on his face.
It did not take long for him to enter the common area, shouting about how he had bested the demon. How he had won the war inside the Medic's head, and how demons were not allowed inside his friends, or on American soil.
Hours passed within the Blu base, Klaus, the team's medic working diligently to determine the toxins that laced Bait's system. It was a horrid concoction, really, and it was hard to know how long it would take until the young man was back on his feet again. The brief period he had been conscious for was a start, at the bare minimum, but along with everything else the other team's medic had done to him, it was hard to tell what the long-term damage would be.
Spy had finally taken some time for himself, to relax and get himself cleaned up. He stood in his bathroom, towel tied around his waist as he shaved, hands trembling ever so slightly as he felt the scar around his neck.
Even now, after over a year of being back in one piece, he could not help but fear the things the enemy medic had done to him. Six months. Six months was how long he had spent in that fridge, begging to perish, if only to return to the respawn of the Blu team. He thanked God that he had been rescued and reunited with his body, but nothing ever felt the same afterwards.
How long had the young man in the infirmary existed? A month, two? Maybe it was longer than that... Maybe even shorter. 'Bait' they had called him, a disgusting little nickname for someone who didn't even have a name to begin with. He was young, naïve, and that Red bastard had made him just to take him apart and play with his pieces. He thought back to what he had seen, while his own medic pieced the young man back together, all of the old scars, intermingling with the new. Rings around his limbs where they had been amputated and reattached countless times... He wondered how the boy had survived...
It was no wonder that he still flinched whenever someone approached, why he would hide his wincing as the Medic's all too familiar accent brought memories of his torture flooding back to his mind. None of it would have ever happened, had Jaques done his job and evaded capture... Even though the guilt ate him whole, some twisted, bittersweet part of him could not help but feel glad that Bait had been created. That the young man could give him a chance to be a better father...
Part 22
Spy looked at himself in the mirror, finally cleanshaven and tidied, and he could not help but see his younger self, his early days working in espionage... And he could not help but to see his sons. He sighed deeply, shutting his eyes as he pushed the thoughts from his mind, hoping that the young man they called Bait would finally wake up all the way...
@thatonesimp-e @gravitytrips @aniolleq @realccre
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l4ndojpg · 1 year ago
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Whumptober 2023, Day 17: Collar/Touch aversion/"Leave me alone."
fandom: criminal minds | characters: spencer reid, aaron hotchner | ship: none | trigger warnings: mention of blood | content: post 2x11 'sex, birth, death,' spencer & hotch friendship, dad!hotch, autistic spencer reid | word count: 896.
“Reid?” Hotch’s voice is cautious when he knocks on the door of Spencer’s apartment late that night. Gideon assured Hotch he got Spencer home safe, and that their youngest agent wanted to be left alone. Hotch isn’t sure that leaving Spencer alone after the events of the Nathan Harris case is such a good idea, no matter what Gideon says. “It’s Hotch.”
There’s movement behind the door, then hesitation. Then finally, an exhausted Spencer Reid opens the door to his supervisor. His hair is still wet from the shower where he no doubt spent a long time scrubbing the blood off his hands - his arms are red and raw looking to prove it. He’s paler than usual, and the bags under his eyes look more prominent despite the fact it’s only been a couple of hours since Hotch last saw him. He’s dressed more casually than Hotch has ever seen him - socked feet, checkered pajama pants and a faded Caltech t-shirt. He stares at Hotch for a moment, like he doesn’t really believe he’s there, then finally speaks. 
“We don’t have a case, do we?” His voice is hoarse. 
“No, nothing like that,” Hotch says hurriedly. “I just came to check on you.” 
“Gideon already did that,” Spencer says dully. He avoids Hotch’s stare, which isn’t unusual, but Hotch can see Spencer growing in discomfort the longer they stand here. He starts twisting his fingers together, looking anywhere but the man in front of him, fidgeting where he stands. 
“Can I come in a moment?” Hotch asks gently, and Spencer sucks in a breath. 
“I’d really rather you leave me alone,” he says, but there’s no conviction in his words. 
“Just for a moment, while you hear what I have to say. Then if you’d still like me to leave after that, I’ll do so.” 
Spencer hesitates, then nods. He steps out of the way for Hotch and shuts the door gently behind him. He leads the way over to the couch, somewhat awkwardly. 
“Coffee?” Spencer asks. 
“No, thank you,” Hotch says as he takes a seat on the couch. “I’ll be awake all night. Haley would not be happy with me,” he tries to joke, but Spencer doesn't even crack half a smile. He takes a seat on the same couch as Hotch, but leaves a decent distance between them. He looks down. One one hand, his fingers tap out a private rhythm. The other hand comes up to his collar nervously and starts to tug on it when Hotch begins to speak again. 
“Reid - Spencer - listen. I know this case was difficult. And I know you’d rather be alone right now to decompress, which I’m happy to leave you to do in a moment, or I’m happy to stay for, and you can do whatever you need to do - I won’t judge,” Hotch says, trying to keep his voice light. Spencer flushes, still avoiding his gaze. He knows Spencer is still getting used to being around a group of people that really don’t mind if he stims at work, and he still feels a lot of shame about it. It saddens Hotch that Spencer is yet to see how much the team cares for him, how different this is to his childhood where he didn’t have any support. 
“I just need you to listen to me first. This case… has not been kind to you. It happens, a case affecting one of us more than the others. You’ve seen it. And whatever you may be feeling is okay. It can be difficult, processing something like this on your own, and I just wanted you to know that if you need some help understanding what it is you’re feeling, I am happy to discuss it with you. It’s no trouble.” 
Spencer continues to stare down frowning, hands knotted together. Hotch waits patiently for his response. 
“Thanks,” Spencer says quietly after a moment, still avoiding his boss’ gaze. “I appreciate it. But I don’t really know what I’m feeling, so I don’t know how to process it.” 
“That’s fine,” Hotch says quickly. “That’s normal. It may hit you later, so I just want you to be aware the offer stands for anytime.” 
“Thanks,” Spencer says again. They’re both silent for a moment. 
“I’ll head off if you’d rather be alone now,” Hotch says. “But is there anything I can do for you before I leave?” 
“I-,” Spencer starts, then cuts himself off, heat rising in his cheeks again. Hotch waits, but when it’s clear Spencer isn’t going to continue, he prods gently. “Reid?” 
Nothing. 
“Spencer?” 
“There is something,” Spencer practically whispers. 
“Name it.” 
The youngest agent exhales a shaky breath, then finally looks up at his supervisor. “Can I - have a hug?” he asks, his voice cracking slightly. 
Hotch is frozen in surprise for a second - not because he’s unwilling, but simply out of shock - Spencer is usually so averse to touch, the request leaves him a little gobsmacked. 
“Nevermind,” Spencer mutters, looking away. “It was stupid, you can go now, thanks for stopping by-,” 
Hotch scoots closer to Spencer on the couch and wraps his arms around the younger agent. Spencer exhales against Hotch’s chest, reciprocating and squeezing him back tightly. Hotch can feel Spencer’s tenseness begin to melt away, and he’s relieved. 
“It’s not stupid,” Hotch says, and Spencer shuts his eyes. “Anytime, Spencer.”
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nightfall-kachiniko · 2 years ago
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AOT girls (+hange) react to you saying you hate them ‧₊˚✩彡
aot girls angst // mikasa, annie, pieck, hange, hitch, sasha
tw// description of depression, toxic behaviors, eating habits, unhealthy coping. ִ ࣪𖤐
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⋆.ೃ࿔*:・ mikasa
- she’d look so devastated. Like you’d literally see the light in her eyes fade. It would be like her whole world just crashed down on her, barley any oxygen left to breathe. And whatever the argument was about would go straight out the window. Just, you just said it. That’s all that would matter. Is that you told her that you hated her.
- it’d seem like she was being dramatic about it but she was serious, mikasa doesn’t take that stuff lightly. She would find everything she does harder now. I don’t even think she’d have the mental strength to train anymore. What’s the point in training if you hate her? Whats the point of even existing if you hate her? She’d just keep thinking about the look on your face when you said it to her, just repeating the whole thing in her mind for what seemed like forever. It would really break her.
⋆.ೃ࿔*:・ annie
- “YEAH WELL FUCK YOU TOO!” she’d say. Annie projects her saddens through anger, so she’d have a violent emotional reaction. Maybe throw something (not at you ofc) but she’d get really mad. Then she’d go up to her room and just sob. Just cry like she’s never cried before. She’d be irritable next days. Snapping quickly, more antisocial, that kind of stuff.
- Her behavior would change. I feel like she’d take it out a lot on her training. She’d probably cry herself to sleep just thinking about what happened.
⋆.ೃ࿔*:・ pieck
- she refuses to believe it. But there’s still that thought in the back of her head. ‘What if you did mean it?’ She wouldn’t know what to do. Even though you said those words. Even though the hate was in ur tone. There’s just.. no way you’d actually mean it.. do you?
- she’d go blank space in meetings. Commander Magath would have to snap her back into it sometimes just because of how fogged her head would’ve gotten. She’d blow up your phone trying to get confirmation. Just, she just needs to know. Please just tell her did you mean it?
⋆.ೃ࿔*:・ hange
- she’d laugh in your face. Hange wouldn’t take you seriously. I mean how could you hate her?! Hah no way. It wouldn’t bother her that much until she’d stop getting your calls. Stop getting your messages. Until her heart would drop at the ‘blocked’ message she’d get.
- theyd think of everything they could’ve possibly did wrong. They wouldn’t even be able to focus on their work. Being the commander would feel 10x more stressful. God even sleeping would be stressful to them. Her bubbly personality would just fade as the days past. Even Levi noticed it and probably tried to talk with you even at hanges protest.
⋆.ೃ࿔*:・ hitch
- Kind of like Annie, but hitch is Can be hella toxic. She’d tell you that she’s glad you hate her because she was getting bored of being with you. She’d tell you how you’re just another problem in her life. She wouldn’t mean it though, but then again, she said it. You said it too.
- i feel like she’d act hard and try to one up you. Like impulsively getting with a new person and making out with them in front of you 😭. But inside she just wants you back.
⋆.ೃ࿔*:・ sasha
- would question what she did. Like she’d be so confused and hurt and try to get an answer out of you but eventually would get exhausted of begging. Is it something she did wrong? Is she the problem?
- canon that when she’s stressed/ distressed she doesn’t eat that much, but I feel like Sasha would either binge eat as comfort or just barley eat at all. She’d just feel so guilty to be able to do anything but think about what she did wrong. And hell she doesn’t even know what she did wrong.
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heliads · 2 years ago
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In the Future
Based on this request: "A oneshot for Jojo with a marriage pact, like if we're both single by the time we're (age) we'll get married"
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It is late by the time you finally manage to make it to the fire escape. Third floor of the Manhattan newsies’ lodging house, on the side facing the west, two windows down. Same one as always. Same boy as always waiting for you there, too.
You have enough time to flash him an apologetic smile as you slide into a seat next to him. Jojo has been many things at many different times– insufferable, quick to a temper, prone to flights of fancy– but forever your best friend. That’s why you know enough to expect forgiveness for your tardy arrival even before he opens his mouth to speak.
Jojo’s still going to give you a hard time, at least for a minute or two. That’s just what he does. That’s what the two of you do, what you have done since the moment you met in this very same lodging house and what you’ll probably keep doing until one of you gets stuck in the Refuge for good or manages to move out of this city.
He arches a brow. “Y/N, do you know what time it is?” He asks it casually enough, but you can tell from the sarcastic glint in his eyes that Jojo isn’t just posing this question for fun.
“Half past six,” you admit begrudgingly.
Jojo’s eyes widen comically. “Is that so? Crazy. I thought we agreed to meet at half past five. You know, like we do every single day.”
You groan. “Oh, lay off already. I was busy.”
Usually, you’re as carefree as could be after work lets out, just like any other newsie worth his coin. Today, however, your tone is a little strained, your face a little exhausted. You try to hide it, but you should have known that you wouldn’t have that much luck.
Jojo leans forward. “What’s wrong?”
Straight to the point, just like always. You do your best to push off the inevitable for the time being, even if you have a feeling this tactic of distraction won’t work out. “Nothing. I’m great. Say, did you see Race? I think he said he stole a fresh box of cigars, maybe we should investigate–”
Jojo cuts you off with a sharp look. “You’se hiding something. Don’t think I don’t see it. Can you cut to the chase and tell me already?”
You shrug, the picture of innocence. “Nothing is wrong. I’m just a normal person behaving normally.”
Jojo sighs exasperatedly. “Y/N.”
“Jojo,” you repeat back, just as deadpan, “okay, fine. It’s just the job, that’s all. A pair of newlyweds had the brilliant idea to use newspapers as confetti for their wedding today, seeing as it’s a cheap source of paper. I was delivering the papes to them this afternoon.”
“That doesn’t seem too bad,” Jojo says cautiously.
You nod. “Yeah, and it shouldn’t have been bad, but something about seeing everyone together at the chapel, so happy, it reminds me that I’m never going to get something like that. I’m not stupid, Jojo. I know my prospects or whatever aren’t the brightest. I don’t have a dowry, I don’t have parents who are going to pay me through a nice ceremony. It just sucked watching those people be so successful when I know that’s never going to be me.”
Jojo frowns. “I know what you mean. We doesn’t have enough money to be that carefree.”
The two of you sit in saddened silence for a while before Jojo’s eyes light up again. “Wait a minute,” he declares, “I have an idea. A really good one, in fact.”
You grin. “What kind of good idea?”
Jojo stands, starting to pace back and forth across the narrow fire escape. You tuck your legs up to your chest so you’re out of his way.
“Hear me out,” he says slowly, “what if we get married? Not now, of course. Just, you know, if nothing happens. We can get tax benefits and all that stuff Katherine keeps talking about in her articles. If we’se both on our lonesome by the time we’re older, we get married. Easy as that.”
You think you might be hallucinating. “Jojo,” you murmur faintly, “you can’t actually be serious about this. Us. Getting married.”
“Yeah,” he answers, “And? It would work out. Just as a last ditch answer, obviously. I’m not, uh, doing it for any other reason. And it wouldn’t be for a very long time. Maybe you’d be on your deathbed or something.”
You snort. “I’m not getting married if I’m minutes from death.”
Jojo shrugs. “Then we do it earlier. What do you say?”
You stare at him in vague bewilderment until it dawns on you that this isn’t the worst idea, all things considered. You can only be a newsie so long, you can’t only live in the lodging house forever. At least renting some shoddy place in ‘Hattan would be easier if you had a lawfully wedded husband and all that nonsense.
At last, you swallow back your laughter and reach out your hand in mock solemnity. “Alright, then. We’re getting married at some point in the future.”
Jojo’s grin is as bright as any you’ve ever seen, and he shakes your hand with equal gravity. “Sounds like a deal to me.”
You’re not sure what to expect in the aftermath of that particular conversation. Jojo asserted that the wedding would only happen in the distant future, but it would still definitely be happening, and that’s really more than you expected in the first place. Would he act as if nothing changed, or either better or worse, like everything had changed?
At first, it seemed as if life would be normal. You go to work, you sell your papes, you talk with Jojo late into the evening just like any other day. It takes about a week or so before you start noticing the small differences in Jojo’s usual character, changes that most certainly only began to occur after that agreement happened.
The first sign comes on a Tuesday morning. You’re in line to get your papers to start the day, idly chatting to a few of your friends, when you realize that something is off.
Albert has his arm around your shoulder, complaining about how Race nearly decked him for no reason the other day just because he tried to sell at Sheepshead. When the redhead takes a breath, you whisper something to him, careful to ensure that no one else can overhear you.
“Is it just me, or is Jojo staring at us?”
Albert takes a surreptitious glance around, then nods. “No, you’re definitely right.”
Across the square, Jojo has his arms folded across his chest. He’s glaring at you and Albert, practically radiating fury. The only problem is that you have absolutely no idea why your friend is upset.
“Neither of us did anything to upset him, right?” You ask cautiously.
Albert shakes his head. “Last I checked, yeah. Maybe someone’s framed us.”
You chuckle at that. “Makes enough sense to me.”
The two of you have reached the front of the line, and Albert disengages his arm so you can go ahead and pay for your papers. You wave goodbye to Jojo when you pass him on your way out, and, funnily enough, the other boy looks far happier the second Albert is no longer within your line of sight.
A similar thing happened two days later. This time, you’re out selling papers in the streets of Manhattan, hawking your best (often false) headlines in the hopes of turning a profit. Buttons is right by your side, your selling partner since the very beginning.
This time, Buttons is the one to notice first. He taps you on the shoulder as you come back from selling a pape. “Why is Jojo looking at me like he wishes I was dead?”
You turn around, following the boy’s line of sight around a neighboring street corner. Jojo had been lingering by a streetlight, and although he quickly ducks into a shop to avoid detection, you’ve already seen him. More specifically, you saw the cold stare he was directing towards Buttons, the exact same look he’d been giving Albert the other day.
You shrug. “I have absolutely no idea. Let me guess, you haven’t done anything to upset him?”
“Yeah,” says Buttons, “he was talking to me like nothing happened this morning. Weird.”
“Weird indeed,” you agree.
By the third instance of this different attitude, you’re starting to get annoyed. It's been a week since the first time you noticed Jojo acting oddly. You’re in the lodging house after managing to sell all of your papers. Jojo walks in while you’re laughing over the day’s exploits with a group of friends. Usually, he’d stop to talk to you, but this time he walks straight by as if he doesn’t see anyone there. He gives you a polite wave, but nothing else.
Had it happened any earlier, you probably would have just brushed it off as the result of a hard day, but this time you’re mad. Jojo is treating you weirdly and you’re sick of it. You bid a quick goodbye to your friends and walk quickly after him.
Jojo looks surprised when you follow him into an empty hallway, but you’re not letting anything come in between you and some answers.
“What is this about?” You ask pointedly.
Jojo does his best to look innocent. “What are you talking about?”
You fold your arms across your chest. “You know exactly what I’m talking about. You’ve been acting oddly for days now. Did you know that some of our friends have started asking if they did something wrong? You’re treating them like they’re monsters and they have no idea why. Neither do I, for that matter.”
Jojo flushes and looks away. “That’s not– I’m not mad at them.”
“Then why are you behaving like this?” You question him.
His gaze snaps back to you. “Because they’re getting too close to you. I mean, you saw Albert that day, he had his arm around you and everything. Maybe I just don’t like that.”
You scoff. “I’m allowed to talk to my friends, Jojo. Last time I checked, we’re not getting married for another decade or two.”
“Don’t bring up that agreement,” he says heatedly, “that was for me. A last resort if I couldn’t tell you how I felt. If all else failed, that would work. I don’t know why I bothered, though, because you clearly seem way more interested in every other boy here.”
You stare at him. “Wait, you were going to tell me how you felt?”
Jojo looks unhappy, but it’s not as if he can get out of this now. “I like you,” he says simply, “I thought you already knew, but there. I do. Problem is, you don’t feel the same way.”
“Well,” you reply slowly, “who ever said anything about that?”
Now it’s his turn to be in shock. “What?”
You lift a shoulder. “Don’t be that surprised. I mean, come on, I spend way more time with you than anyone else. Surely you noticed that.”
“I’m noticing it now,” Jojo excuses himself.
You laugh. He’s certainly got all the time in the world to think about it now. You’re happy, he’s happy, and nothing could possibly be better.
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xserenemeadowsx · 1 year ago
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Unconditional Love (Chapter 10)
Link for Chapter 9: https://www.tumblr.com/xserenemeadowsx/726226684321333248/unconditional-chapter-9?source=share
A/N: Thank you everyone for the likes. I really appreciate it! :) Hope all of you enjoy this chapter.
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Chapter 10
The kart Y/N rode in continued its drive to get away from Bowser. The ground was shaking beneath the car tires. Y/N gripped onto the bar placed in front of her and the Kong driving steadied his grip on the wheel and gas pedal. It felt as though an earthquake was following them. Y/N knew the earthquake came from Bowser who was fast approaching them.
Y/N felt awful, and she really wanted to jump out of the kart. However, that would mean seriously injuring herself in the process. She didn’t want to do something stupid to get herself hurt. She sighed sadly and angerly. Why didn’t Mario listen to her? She knew everyone was just looking out for her, but still. She knew the history between Mario, Bowser, and the others wasn’t the best, but people can change if they really want to.
She could see that Bowser was trying to change. It can take time for change to come about, but why not give that person a chance to do it? She glanced behind her to see that the other karts were catching up with them. The ground was not quaking as heavily. Looking further back, she could see that Bowser had slowed down his pace. Still trying to catch up with all of them, but not coming as fast.
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“It’s about time he slowed his pace down,” Donkey commented.
“No kidding,” Toad agreed.
Luigi, who had also been in the same kart as them, sat in silence. He felt that they were being too rash with rushing into this. The look in Y/N’s eyes when she spoke seemed real and genuine, not that of someone who didn’t have control over their thoughts and words. Her eyes were showing raw emotion. He couldn’t help feeling down.
“Hey, you alright there?” Toad asked the plumber in green.
“Huh?” Luigi looked at Toad. “Oh uh…Yeah.”
“Are you sure?”
“Yes, I’m fine.” Luigi didn’t feel like voicing his thoughts out to the others. He figured it would be best to keep them to himself for now.
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Mario and Peach had not talked after she questioned him about not trusting Y/N. Both were occupied in their own head space. The plumber in red couldn’t fathom the idea of someone like Bowser changing his approach to people. It all seemed to happen so fast. He knew he wasn’t there to witness it, but it all seemed too good to be true. How could someone do a 180 so quickly?
He knew he had hurt Y/N and he felt bad about that, but part of him was still not entirely convinced of the change with the Koopa King. He didn’t want to hurt Y/N anymore than he already had. He knew, as he told the princess, they would have to have Y/N tell her story again. He knew he needed to give her the benefit of the doubt.
Peach felt saddened. She could see how much Y/N cared for the Koopa King. It was surprising and yet, it was nice. She herself would never want to be with him as she didn’t have that attraction to him. However, she was happy to see that Bowser seemed to be taking an interest in someone else for a change. She still thought Bowser to be crazy but hearing him be soft around Y/N was sweet.
She turned around behind her to see that Bowser was no longer moving toward them. He looked tired out, but not ready to give up yet.
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The Koopa King could see the karts getting further and further away from him. He already felt exhausted from running. The adrenaline he felt when storming out of the castle was already wearing off. He huffed and puffed to catch his breath. He didn’t want to quit yet. He wouldn’t. He wanted Y/N beside him again. He would get her back no matter what it took to do so.
Bowser had indeed grown large, and his height had changed. His body was coated in black, making his hair look even more fiery red than it usually is. The fire that encircled his fists was diminishing, but still lit. The fire from his mouth had turned into smoke as it too was calming down in the amount of heat. The spikes on his shell had protruded further out than before as well.
He let himself fall to his knees as he continued catching his breath. Before he could try to get himself back up, a red orb appeared beside him. Inside it was his wizard.
“Sire,” Kamek spoke sadly.
“Kamek,” Bowser huffed out.
The MagiKoopa looked on as he watched his king trying to breathe normally again. “We should head back to the castle. We can try to get Y/N back-“
“I’m not quitting now! I may be tired, but I’m not losing her! I can’t!” Bowser’s eyes widened at the very idea Kamek suggested.
“But your highness, I think it would be best to have some reinforcements. You need to gather more of your strength.”
The king growled, smoke seeping out of his mouth and nostrils, “I can’t leave her with them! She wanted to spend more time with me! Plus, I promised we would get her home.”
“I understand, but your majesty-“
“But nothing! I am going to the Mushroom Kingdom and getting Y/N back! You want to send in reinforcements, that’s fine by me. I am not quitting here though.”
The wizard sighed, “I will have reinforcements ready and waiting for you at the Mushroom Kingdom.” He didn’t want to see Bowser exert more energy and strength. He was afraid the king may hurt himself. He had never seen Bowser’s fury grow to such an extreme. He saw Bowser as a son since he had been with him on the day of his birth. He didn’t want to see the king hurt physically either. Too much emotional pain had been inflicted on him and he didn’t need the pain to be physical as well.
Bowser slowly got up to his feet and roared, “I’m coming Y/N!” He started his pace out slowly, taking time to work up at a faster speed.
Kamek watched as his king left his side. He quickly cast a spell to call up on some of the other troops and Goombas to make way toward the Mushroom Kingdom. They understood the order and prepared to head out. Kamek would cast a transportation spell to get everyone over there quickly. He too would plan on helping them out.
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All the karts had eventually reached the Mushroom Kingdom. Peach’s kart had been driven up to the front of the others to lead the way into the kingdom. There was a passage that the princess had built that was specially designed for vehicles. Everyone followed her into the entrance, which was massive. They all parked the karts, and got out of them.
“Okay everyone. Follow me this way,” Peach directed as another door opened. It was a large silver door that a few guards pushed open. The door was heavy.
The Kongs, plumbers, Toad, and Y/N followed the princess down a long corridor to go into a meeting room. Y/N had remembered the meeting room from before. She looked up at all the glass windows that brought in the sunlight and sighed. Chairs of pink suddenly appeared from the floor, startling everyone.
“Now, all of you can take a seat anywhere. Y/N, please come up here,” Peach directed. “Mario, Luigi, and Toad, come up here too.”
Y/N looked at the princess and followed to stand where Peach was at. It involved climbing up a few stairs. Everyone else followed suit.
“We don’t have a lot of time right now. We know Bowser and his troops will be here soon. Y/N, please tell them what you said before,” Peach instructed.
“Before you do,” Mario said before Y/N could talk, “I’m sorry for hurting your feelings.”
Y/N stared into Mario’s blue eyes, “It’s fine.”
“No, it isn’t. I’m really sorry. I want to hear you out. I know what it’s like for others to doubt you. I’ve been through it before, and I should’ve given you a chance.”
“Thanks. I appreciate it,” Y/N spoke with a smile. She hoped Mario was slowly coming to an understanding now. “So, here’s what happened…”
Y/N did her best to explain everything exactly how she did with Peach. Given that they were all on a time crunch with Bowser and his army coming, she had to give the short version. She really hoped that the fighting wouldn’t turn into too much chaos.
“Wait so…does Bowser have…feelings for you Y/N?” Toad asked.
“Uh, y-yes. I think so…”
“What about you?”
Y/N nearly choked on her air, “M-Me?!”
“Yeah, don’t you feel the same?”
“I uh…” She blushed profusely. “I mean…” It was very hard to explain. Did she feel the same way? Over course she did! She just didn’t want to rush things either. Anytime someone asked her about the heart, she always got shy and unsure of herself. Deep down, she knew she was beginning to develop feelings for him, if she already hadn’t done so.
“It’s okay if you do Y/N,” Luigi spoke up. “I can see how much you care for him.” He decided that now was a good time to voice his thoughts. “You’ve expressed raw emotion.”
Y/N looked at the plumber in green, “Thanks Luigi.”
Before anyone could say anything else, the castle shook violently. All of them had to steady themselves to not fall. The Kongs who were sitting in their chairs gripped onto them tightly.
“They’re here! Everyone, please follow me this way and I’ll discuss details along the way,” the princess ordered.
All the Kongs got up from their chairs and followed the princess into another part of the castle that Y/N didn’t remember seeing before. Another long corridor greeted them as they all ran through. Peach was explaining for the Kongs, Mario, and Luigi to be lined up outside of the castle. She also would have some of her guards lined up outside. Once she directed everyone else where to go, she had Y/N follow her to the back of the castle.
“Just how big is this castle?” Y/N questioned.
“Bigger than it looks,” Peach answered. “I need you to stay back here.”
“Why? We all know Bowser wants to come for me. Shouldn’t I just go to the front with everyone else?”
“Considering his heated temper, I think it would be best for you to stay back here for now. We don’t want you to get hurt.”
“I don’t think he would hurt me.”
“Not intentionally, but he still has a hot temper. When he and I had ended up in your world before, he was taunting Mario until I kicked him in the face. Donkey and Toad joined me, and do you know what happened next? He shoved all of us, including me, away from him. Harshly might I add.”
“I see…”
“I just don’t want him to hurt you in the same way somehow. This time, it would be worse than it was with me.”
Y/N sighed. “Okay.”
“I’ll come get you when it’s a good time for you to come out to the front.”
Y/N nodded and then Peach went back inside. Y/N had been taken to what appeared to be a garden. The flowers were vibrant in their pastel colors. She smiled as she gazed at the flowers around her. At least it was serene back here. She decided to take a short walk to try and help ease her mind. She didn’t see any flowers like these in her world. The shapes were like what she had seen back home, but also very different. As she continued her walk, the ground shook once more.
She lost her balance and fell. She winced at the pain from the concrete beneath her and looked up at the sky. It was turning into an ominous color. Thunder clouds were rolling in and rain began to fall. Lightning streaked across the sky. She gasped from the thunder that followed the lightning. She wasn’t deathly afraid of thunder, but the sound wasn’t the most pleasant for her either.
She went to seek out shelter and saw an awning not too far from where she was at. Though it didn’t provide complete protection, it was better than nothing. She knew Peach wouldn’t want her to go back inside of the castle in case serious damage occurred. She focused on her breathing to calm her nerves of the thunder. There were more flowers by her, and she focused on the details of them.
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“Koopas! Goombas! Make way to the castle!” Kamek cried out. He had flown to the kingdom on his broom and was helping to lead everyone toward the castle.
Bowser wasn’t too far behind them. He didn’t seem to be struggling as much, but he wasn’t completely energized either. “Y/N! I’m here!”
The wizard turned around to look at Bowser. He could see the fury in his king’s eyes had grown immensely.
“All of you, keep going to the castle. If you see any of them, do not fight them just yet,” Kamek said.
Everyone understood and would wait for further instructions.
Kamek flew back to where Bowser was at, “Sire.”
Bowser looked at his wizard, “Kamek, you’re here.”
“Of course, I am. I am always there for you. Am I not?”
“Yes.” Bowser winced in pain.
“Sire, are you alright?”
He grimaced, “I’m fine. I must get Y/N back.”
“May I suggest that you go around the kingdom and not through it? Given your large stature, I don’t think the princess would be too pleased to see her kingdom be crushed.”
Bowser growled in annoyance, “Yeah, yeah.” He knew Kamek was right. He didn’t want to cause more uproar. “Go meet up with the others.”
“Right away Sire. Please be careful.”
The king nodded and watched his wizard fly off. He worked on walking around the kingdom, ‘This will take too long.’ He decided to make a leap over the kingdom. With the size he was, he should just be able to miss crushing the kingdom. He jumped into the air.
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The Koopas and Goombas stopped in their tracks upon seeing the plumbers, Kongs, Toad, and the other mushroom guards lined up at the entrance of the castle.
“We will not engage in a fight yet,” one of the Koopas spoke up.
“Fat chance,” Donkey said. “Let’s get them-“
“Wait!” Peach shouted. She had made her way back to them by running, panting to catch her breath. “Not yet.”
“We are to wait until Kamek or our king says otherwise,” another Koopa said.
The sky above everyone lit up from the lightning strikes and echoed with thunder.
“What the?!” One of the princess’s guards looked up to see an enormous shadow leaping over them.
Everyone followed the gaze of the guard and looked up in awe. The shadow had large, clawed feet and a spiky shell.
“Sire!” Kamek called out.
The shadow looked down briefly to see everyone looking up at him. Bowser had jumped up just high enough and was beginning to fall back to the ground. He could see a garden on the other side of the castle and landed a few yards away from it. He sighed relieved that he didn’t crush anyone or anything.
“Everyone! To the back of the castle!” Peach shouted.
All of them had followed the princess including the Koopas, Goombas, and Kamek.
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Y/N, who had been focused on the flowers, was startled to see a large shadow sail above her. She followed the shadow with her gaze and saw it land a few yards away from her.
‘Bowser?’ she thought. The spiky shell and clawed feet were very recognizable. “Bowser!”
The shadow, Bowser, could hear a faint voice in the distance. He recognized the voice to be Y/N. “Y/N!” He began running to where she was. He could just make out her figure as he drew closer. The ground shook beneath him.
Y/N had run up to try and meet up with him about halfway. She couldn’t get far due to a fence blocking her. She gripped onto the bars of the fence, trying to keep her balance since the ground was shaking violently. The rain was pelting down harder now, drenching her hair and clothes in the process.
“Y/N! Get away from the fence!” Peach shouted.
She and everyone else, minus Kamek, were all trying to keep their balance and not fall from the earthquake created by Bowser.
Y/N turned to look at all of them, keeping a hold on the fence. The ground calmed in quaking as Bowser slowed down to stop at the fence of the garden. He peered down at everyone and looked at Y/N. His eye softened.
Y/N looked up at him, the fire that had once encircled his fists disappeared and smoke was no longer seeping from his nostrils and mouth. She smiled at him.
“I’m okay. Please, there’s no need to fight,” Y/N spoke. “I’ve explained everything to the princess and the others. They all understand.”
The rain had soon drenched everyone else. The sky above boomed from the thunder and Y/N gasped.
Bowser looked down at her in concern, “Are you alright?”
“Y-Yes. I’m fine. Thunder scares me a bit is all.”
Everyone watched the exchange go on in silence. Some were surprised, but some were relieved. Luigi, happy to see this moment be done in a calm matter, smiled. Mario was still a little perplexed but was glad to see that Bowser was not acting violently. Toad was satisfied that everything seemed to be okay. Peach had been holding in a breath and had released it upon seeing that Bowser was calmed down.
“I can’t believe what I’m seeing right now,” Donkey said, shocked.
“Me neither. However, matters of the heart are complicated but can be eased with time and care,” Cranky said.
“Uh, Dad…you just totally sounded not like yourself.”
“Hey! I’ve been around the block a few times. I know what I’m talking about.”
“Okay…sure…”
The Kong King sighed, “Son, you’ll understand when you meet someone who captures your heart.”
Kamek, still sitting on his broom, flew over to where Bowser and Y/N were at. “Um Sire?”
Bowser looked at Kamek, “Yes?”
“Shall the troops be called off?”
“Yes, send all of them back to the castle.”
“Right away your majesty.” Kamek cast a spell that sent all the Koopas and Goombas back to Bowser’s castle. “The size you are now Sire, I do not have a spell to cast you back to normal I’m afraid.”
“What? You mean I’m this size forever?”
“Well…I don’t think forever, but I think it will take time for this wear off. Your fury got out of control causing you to transform into this size.”
“Hmm…I see…I just need to relax and then I should eventually get back to normal size then, right?”
“Yes, I believe that will work out.”
“Okay.”
Kamek flew off to the side and Peach had the others remaining go back inside her castle to give Bowser and Y/N some space. Kamek had landed on the ground on the side Bowser was on and smiled. He was happy to see Bowser relaxed.
“Y/N,” Bowser spoke to the human.
“Yes?” She asked gazing up at him.
“Uh…would you allow me to carry you back to my castle? That is, if you want to spend more time together before going home.”
“Sure, but before that, I want to say goodbye to the others and have them apologize to you.”
“R-Really?”
“Yes. We did try to tell them everything was fine, but still it all backfired.”
He chuckled, “Good point.”
“I’ll go get them now.”
Bowser watched as Y/N ran back inside the castle. ‘She really is something. She is so considerate.’
Y/N had managed to just catch up to the crowd of Kongs and everyone else, “Hey!”
“Y/N? You’re already done talking with Bowser?” Luigi asked.
“Not yet, but I want all of you to go out there and apologize to him.”
“What?!” Donkey exclaimed. “No way!”
“Son,” Cranky said in a discipling tone of voice, “she is right. Let’s go apologize.”
Donkey sighed, “Dad, you really aren’t acting like yourself at all. Who are you and where is my dad?”
“I told you before. I’ve been around the block a few times. We all acted rashly. C’mon.”
All the Kongs followed their king and Donkey, begrudgingly, followed him. Everyone made it back outside and one by one, they all apologized.
“I’m sorry, but I’m happy that everything is better now,” Luigi said and walked off to the side.
“I’m uh…I’m sorry…I’m sorry for not believing you earlier Bowser,” Mario said and went to stand by his brother.
“I’m sorry for the mess we caused,” Cranky said and walked away.
“I’m sorry too,” Donkey said quietly, but loud enough for Bowser to still hear him. He went to stand by his dad.
“I’m sorry for not believing you two at first,” Peach said.
“I’m sorry as well,” Toad said. He and Peach went to stand with Mario and Luigi.
“Well, that’s everyone,” Y/N said to Bowser.
Bowser nodded. He hoped it really wouldn’t take forever for him to be back to normal size.
“I’m going with Bowser back to his place. Before I do though,” Y/N started, “thank you all for caring about me. I do appreciate it a lot. I would love to come back here to visit if that’s okay.”
“Of course, it’s okay,” Peach said. “You’re welcome here any time.”
“Would love for you to try my cooking sometime Y/N,” Toad said.
“That sounds great!” Y/N said.
“Uh, when are you coming back to our world?” Mario asked.
“Soon. I hope we can still be friends as well?”
“Yep! We can!��� Luigi exclaimed.
“That would be nice,” Mario said.
“Wonderful!” Y/N said. “I’m glad to have everything end on a happy note. I’ll see you all later! Take care!”
“Goodbye!” Everyone said at the same time.
Bowser knelt his hand for Y/N to climb up onto. She gripped around his thumb as he brought his hand back up. He began walking off, Kamek following beside him on his broom.
Peach watched them leave and smiled, “I’m glad we didn’t have to get into a war.”
“Me too,” Toad agreed.
“That would not have been fun,” Luigi said.
“Nope. It wouldn’t have been fun at all,” Mario said.
“Well, we can all have dinner. I’ll have my chefs prepare for everyone,” Peach said. “Would the Kongs like to stay for dinner?” She turned to ask the king.
“We would be honored to stay for dinner. Isn’t that, right?” Kranky turned to his Kongs, and they all cheered.
“Yeah, I could use a bite to eat,” Donkey said.
Everyone then headed back into the castle. Peach led all of them to the dining room and helped all her servants set up the table. Soon, everyone was seated and waiting for food and drinks to arrive.
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“I never thought I would get to have an experience like this,” Y/N said.
“Being carried away by a giant monster?” Bowser asked.
“Hey! You’re not a monster. Sure, your temper got the best of you, but you’re not a monster. Yeah, it’s something you would only read about in a book. A girl gets whisked away into an unfamiliar world. She meets creatures of fantasy and learns of other fantastical places that exist beyond her world.”
“Hmm. That does sound like a novel.”
She giggled, “It does. Honestly, when first coming to the Mushroom Kingdom, I felt that this place was like a children’s book.”
He smiled at her, “That sounds nice. Are you sure you’re okay with coming back with me?”
“Why wouldn’t I be? I said I wanted to, and I still want to see all of your castle. Although, considering our current predicament…” She wondered when he would return to normal size.
He sighed, “Yeah…I don’t know either on when I will return to normal size. I hope soon.”
“I hope so…um…Bowser…”
“Yes?”
“I uh…” Did she want to say her feelings now? No, she should wait. Again, she didn’t want to rush this. Her feelings were growing more and more by the minute. “I’m glad we met.”
“Me too.”
“It wasn’t the best way to start things out, but I’m glad to see a softer side of you.”
“I’m glad you’re still fine with seeing me.”
“I am. I really am.” She was very happy to be beside him again. She looked forward to their time together.
“I wonder something,” he said interrupting her thoughts.
“What’s that?”
“I wonder if…if you would like to travel with me to the other places talked about in my library.”
“That would be amazing! I’ve wanted to do more traveling, but never have had the time or money to do so in my world. Thank you!” She gave his thumb a gentle kiss.
He got a little flustered, but smiled and relaxed, having enjoyed the small show of affection from her.
“Sire…” Kamek who had been quietly flying beside them during the conversation spoke up. “We need to think about accommodations for you.”
The castle of the Koopa King was in sight. It was now a short walk away.
“We can think about-“ Bowser suddenly grimaced in pain. He used his hand that was not holding Y/N to grab at his side.
“Bowser?” Y/N asked worriedly.
“Gah! This hurts! Kamek, take Y/N!” Bowser’s side pain increased and soon rushed to the rest of his body.
Kamek had lowered himself down for Y/N to get onto the broom. She climbed up onto the broom and wrapped her arms around the wizard’s waist. They both watched Bowser writhing in pain.
“Bowser,” Y/N said with concern. She didn’t like seeing him in this pain.
“I think he is changing back to normal size,” Kamek said. “The pain should subside soon. I hope.”
Bowser continued experiencing the immense pressure throughout his body. Soon enough, he was beginning to shrink down in size. The black that once covered his body evaporated and he was back to his original color. He felt the pressure ease off and then he was back to his normal size. Kamek lowered the broom to the ground and Y/N hopped off it. She ran up to Bowser.
“I’m glad to see you normal sized again. Are you okay now? Is the pain gone?”
He rubbed his arms, which still had some slight pain in them, “Yeah, for the most part. My arms feel sore.”
“We can get that taken care of Sire,” Kamek said as he got off his broom. “Let’s get inside the castle now.”
The wizard, king, and human all entered the castle and could see some of the Koopas working on repairs. The entrance had almost been nearly destroyed from Bowser’s earlier rampage.
“I’ll set up a spell to help get this fixed more quickly,” Kamek said to the Koopas.
“That would be great!” One of the Koopas answered.
Kamek cast a spell, and everything got back to where it was originally.
“Thanks!” The Koopas shouted.
“You’re welcome!” Kamek said the Koopas. “Now, about that arm pain.” He had Bowser face him and cast a healing spell. “This will ease the pain down and it should be gone by tomorrow.”
“Thank you Kamek,” Bowser said.
“Of course, Sire. I’ll stay here and make sure no other structure needs refurbishing.”
“Sounds good.”
Y/N and Bowser then walked to the long corridor that had all the bedrooms.
“We should get some rest now. It’s been a long day,” Y/N said.
“Agreed. Um, I can show you around tomorrow if that’s alright with you?” Bowser asked.
“Yes, that would be great.”
The two made it back to where Y/N’s room was at, and Y/N opened the door.
“Y/N?” Bowser asked.
“Yes?”
“Thank you.”
“For what?”
“For being kind and considerate.”
She gave him a small, shy smile, “You’re welcome.”
“Get some rest now.”
“You as well.”
“Join me a little later for dinner?”
“Sure.”
Y/N closed her door and sighed. So much emotion in one day! A nap would do wonders for her, she was sure. This bed was super comfortable. She laid down, letting her head hit the pillow, instantly closing her eyes.
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Bowser walked back to his room and closed the door. He was beyond exhausted from the day’s events. He was glad Y/N still wanted to be with him despite everything that happened. He smiled and laid down on his bed, letting sleep take over. A nap was a good idea to take advantage of.
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