#but mine would be genuine and not a bad attempt to manipulate him

[knee-stockings]

I told myself I’d never walk into my manager’s office, close the door, and then burst into tears (bc apparently a former coworker did it for sympathy and now he refuses to close the door most of the time lmao) but every day I find myself inching closer to his door, readying the waterworks

[ilybeam]

“Tat my name on you so I know it’s real”

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You jokingly tell him to tattoo your name so you know he’s serious about your relationship.

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Various x Gn!reader

Gun Park, Dg/James Lee, Hudson Ahn, Samuel Seo, Vasco, and Jake Kim

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Content Warnings - Established relationship, unintentionally manipulative reader?

A/n - Didn’t add all my favorite characters so if people enjoy this I might make a part two.

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Doesn’t tat it

Gun park -

- Definitely scoffed at you when you said that.

- I mean are you crazy? His body is a temple, of course he’s not going to go through with something that he could potentially regret in the future.

- Told you to get his name first and then he’d think about it. Was not serious about that proposition when he said it.

- Has semi realistic expectations of romantic relationships.

- Scolded you even after you said it was a joke.

“All jokes have some truth to them, [name].” He chided

“God you sound like my mother.” You bit back.”

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Dg/James Lee-

- Looked at you like you had three eyes.

- He’s an idol, his image is everything. A tacky tattoo of his lovers name would not slide.

- Doesn’t even matter if he thinks y’all would last forever, a tattoo is just too much.

- Would try to compromise by buying a chain with your name on it.

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Didn’t agree to it, but definitely thought about it

Hudson Ahn-

- The man reeks of commitment what can I say.

- His devotion to relying on his right hand is a testament to that.

- But even with all things considered a tattoo of your name is a bit much.

- Definitely thinks it’s a bit tacky as well.

- Not to mention, your significant others name as a first tattoo is a lot.

- All things considered, you should be thankful he even thought about.

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Samuel Seo -

- Laughed at you when you said it.

- But even so, it definitely took him a minute to think about it.

- I mean his whole body is tatted up, how’s one more going to make a difference.

- Would also be very easy to cover up or incorporate in the design of his whole body’s

- But a king with his significant others name tattooed on his body, I’m not sure if that’s a great idea.

- Told you he’d tattoo your name, if you tattooed his.

- But unlike gun he wasn’t joking.

“Okay I’ll do it-“ he smirked, he’s definitely up to something.

“Wait really?” you interrupted, not actually thinking he’d agree.

“But only if you tattoo mine aswell”

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Agreed to tattoo your name, no regrets.

Vasco-

- Didn’t think of the nuances of tattooing your name.

- I mean look at him, what’s one more tattoo.

- Not much more to be said.

“Vasco?” You called out, gaining his attention.

You both sat in the park whilst Vasco was in between sets.

“Hmm?” He replied, slowly catching his breath after completing his ridiculous workout regimen.

“You should get my name tattooed” you tried to hide the smile forming on your face.

“Huh, get your name tattooed, why?” His whole attention was on on you now, he was genuinely confused.

“So I know it’s real” it was really hard to contain your laugh now.

His face fell some more, even more confused than before. An adorable display of his emotions.

“Let me rephrase that, so I know you’re serious about me .” You pouted as those last words came out of your mouth, attempting to add sincerity to your words. You knew Vasco was serious about you, from your first, albeit, disastrous date.

“Okay” he smiled as his reply came out, full of real sincerity.

“Okay?” Now you felt bad, you didn’t think he’d actually agree.

“Mhm, I’m real serious. I’ll have to set an appointment for it then. Sorry if it takes too long, my artist might not have any availability.” With those words he turned back to his set, ready to complete the rest of his push-ups.

Okay, now you felt really bad. His face when he said that made you take pause when telling him it was a joke. You forget how sincere your boyfriend really is. One to always wear his heart on his sleeve.

“No, no Vasco. I was joking. Don’t get my name tattooed please.”

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Jake Kim-

- What can I say, he’s as committed as they come.

- Would only get into a relationship if he’s completely sure he wants to stay with you forever.

- A tattoo is for ever and so is your love.

- Would hope you’d get his name tattooed aswell, but wouldn’t force it. Especially if you don’t have any other tattoos.

- Definitely pouted when you said it was a joke.

- Told you he was going to get it done anyways now that you put the Idea into his head.

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m.list

A/n - got a bit carried away with Vasco’s one, I’m not sure how it happened but I wanted to add a bit of a Drabble since his was so short and it turned into that. Hope y’all enjoy anyways.

[evita-shelby]

Searching for three words prompts i found this one: "She was mine."

It has all the potential to be a dark fic and I'm here for it. But I'd like a Eva-Luca-Aveline. An ot3 that ends bad somehow? Eva and Linnie tired of Luca's bullshit 👀🤭? I'm here for it.

Only if you want, of course!! No need to say it ❤️.

thanks @justrainandcoffee 🖤🖤🖤

because its set in the Hunger Games au, uts gonna be dark

Party for Three

cw: sex trafficking, abuse, age gaps(older man/younger woman, older woman/younger woman) drugging, manipulation and attempted murder

Aveline Young x Eva Smith

“She was mine; you know.” Luca looks at the Victor from 11 with desire as he holds court at some rich fuck's villa. “You never forget your first.”

Victors were invited, even the ones with owners like Eva. A weekend full of depravity where the only rule was not to get between Luca and the ones he owns.

Eva was spared the worst part of the horrors even if Luca loved showing off his toys. While he no longer needed drugs and booze to keep Eva complacent, the nightmares of what Everett and his people did to her were enough to make her thankful for the gangster’s existence.

And he also satisfies her, something incredibly rare in this shithole. So, her time is spent with Luca, who chooses what she wears, what she does and even who she talks to.

Like now that instead of dancing or talking to her fellow prisoners, she is on Luca’s lap with the gangster teasing her because he’s not above fucking her in public to show his dominance. He’s done it before, its why she only wears skirts and dresses, hell, its why they are only allowed to wear things that give their clients easy access to the parts they buy.

“She’s unclaimed, I saw the roster for tonight. Would you like me to claim her for you?” Eva played the compliant yet slightly jealous lover to perfection. The right touches, the right tone and Luca was putty in her hands.

“She’s a hard nut to crack, no one’s been able to claim her since I had her.” He smirks and loosens his hold on her knowing Aveline Young wouldn’t say no to her. “If you can make her come to me, pussycat, I’ll let you have her too.”

Luca knows she’s attracted to women, even if she hadn’t been before Eva had no real choice about it. Sometimes it was Cashmere, or another girl avoiding a worse client, and sometimes it was his Capitol born lovers.

Linnie liked her, liked her enough to fool around when she wasn’t working the night. While no rule existed to keep mentors and victors from fucking each other, Eva was off limits lest they want to push daisies.

Aveline had no such fears, and their game continued over the years.

So, taking advantage of that, the Victor from 10 plays up the act of seducing the older woman to give Luca a good show.

“I know you don’t do this sort of ‘work’ but just this once.” The younger woman whispers mere inches away from her secret lover’s lips. As far as everyone knows, Eva’s putting on one of her shows where she entices her partner and butters them up for Luca.

Eva’s a jealous woman, but she toes the line just like the rest do. Or so she's had them believe.

“Anything for our darling Luca.” Aveline says the right words and winks at Luca before kissing Eva on the dance floor.

The kiss while exaggerated for effect, was perhaps the most genuine form of affection she’s been given this weekend.

They make quite the pair, while Eva was not as tall as Linnie, they were both stunning women with a fire in their blood the Capitol couldn’t extinguish no matter what they tried. Hence why Luca was so enamored by them.

It’s not long until they are back in Luca’s suite desperate to get the night over with. While she’s come to physically enjoy being with him and the others, Eva will never feel anything but disgust for him.

But she gets to have Linnie, touch her and kiss her even if they have Luca between them. It would be fun either way, if Luca keeps his word then both victors can be together on their own.

They’ve barely gotten to the bed, removed the last of their clothes but not their jewelry ---for Luca had gifted it to them--- before Luca goes out like a light.

“What, do you think I’d let him touch me again?” the black woman reveals the empty pillbox in her ring with a chuckle. “The only one I want, is you.”

Eva feeling that sweet sweet freedom was within reach gets one of the pillows and places it over his head. She could do it, she knows the avoxes will cover for her and unlike last time she won’t have to lie and say it was because she was curious about erotic choking.

But Aveline stops her.

The older woman warns and makes her remove the pillow before he began to suffocate. “Your tongue is one of your best features, sweetheart, if you behave yourself we’ll have our own party here.”

Even with Luca dead to the world in the massive bed, it’s one of the best nights they’ve had.

[freyasinferno]

Of course I'm not gonna finish this @gregtheraccoon @greg-trash-panda

Heavily based off of @cinnamonsly 's designs, but mine are,, worse, because they're from a roblox rp AND I can't draw *cries*

Mind is deaf and mostly blind, Soul is missing his left eye, and Heart is missing both eyes.

This is because, after Heart's attempted murder on Mind, both Mind and soul ganged up on Heart to render him harmless. The two end up tearing out his eyes— However, this backfires. Heart fights back, thus ripping out Soul's left eye— During which, the two are both screaming in a mixture of fear, rage, and agony— Thus deafening Mind, and causing him to slam his head into the wall— Causing a brain injury that both severely damaged his vision, AND his ability to express emotion.

This entire thing was caused by Mind lashing out at Heart after learning he had been in contact with their father— The person who, after years of extreme abuse, was the one that caused the three to split. Heart, having been manipulated into thinking he wasn't as bad as the others said, was enraged by Mind's words, and attempted to shoot him, yelling that he "wouldn't let a robot tell him what to do".

Soul, hearing this and seeing the act, which would have severely damaged them as a whole if done correctly, agrees that Heart must be controlled. Thus, his eyes are removed.

This, is a metaphor for the Core learning to be less emotional— To control his heart, and to not see the world through rose coloured glasses.

Heart becomes more bleak and sad after this— No longer hopeful and childlike, he becomes far more withdrawn and quiet, and keeping to himself more, whilst Mind and Soul get closer, and start to genuinely bond through their shared pains.

[diabolosthesillygoober]

ONAF OC - Jackpot the Jester

Jackpot is finally here! She's the toy counterpart to Ace the Queen in Chickie456's "ONAF VS The Toys" fanstory duology. She is also in an AU where Ace the Queen and other OCs of mine were in that story. And below are her designs and info!

ONAF VS The Toys Part 1

Design and Main Info

Known as: Jackpot the Jester Gender: Female (Unlike Ace, she is Cisgendered) Pronouns: She/Her Species: Humanoid

Relationships: Bumpty Flumpty (Leader) Holiday Boy Blam (Teammate, Not fond of) GrunkToy ("Boyfriend"/Manipulator) Blueman (Teammate, Not fond of) Mr. Beave (Teammate, Neutral with) The Parrot (Teammate, Neutral with) Toy-Rex (Teammate, Alright with) Ace the Queen (Main Enemy, Eventual Friend) ONAF Crew (Enemies)

Personality: Jackpot is what you would call sweet but a psycho. While she is ruthless when it comes to killing, she is otherwise very innocent and genuinely believes that killing people no matter if they win or lose is all just a fun game. She is also in a toxic relationship with GrunkToy, but is too blinded by love to notice the several red flags he has.

Theme Song: Drown Me - Junie and the Hut Friends

Story

She, along with the other Toys, pretended to have been injured by some bikers in order to get Flumpty's gang to bring them into their home. And while she and the other toys did succeed in kidnapping Grunkfuss when he found out the truth, eventually he and the rest of Flumpty's gang escaped, with her going after Ace the Queen.

In the chapter called "Ace VS Jackpot", Ace is hiding, and Jackpot attempts to lure her out by trying to convince her that she isn't like the other Toys. Ace quickly catches on that this is a trap and calls her out, and Jackpot then drops the facade. The fight then begins with Jackpot tackling her and yelling that she is doing this for GrunkToy.

During the fight, Ace constantly tries to convince Jackpot to leave him, with her defending him every time she tries. That is, until Jackpot is defeated by Ace. She thinks Ace is going to kill her, but is surprised to see Ace reach out her hand to her.

Ace tries one last time to convince Jackpot that she needs to leave GrunkToy and the other Toys, and it finally works, with Jackpot realizing the errors of her ways and realizing the bad things she was unknowingly a part of. Jackpot takes Ace's hand, with the latter helping the former up. They then hug, and Jackpot promises she will make things right.

But then a part of a tree begins to fall down, aiming for Ace. Jackpot notices this in time and pushes Ace out of the way, sacrificing herself so Ace could live. The tree then lands on her neck, decapitating and killing her. The rest of the team found Ace afterwards.

Aaaand that's it!

Yep, totally! You can go home everyone!

...

Okay, you won't leave until I cover Part 2, will you?

Fine. It will be under the cut.

ONAF VS The Toys Part 2

Design and Main Info

Known as: Harlequin Gender: Female Pronouns: She/They Species: Humanoid

Relationships: Bumpty Flumpty (Leader, Reviver, Hates) Holiday Boy Blast (Teammate, Hates) Fuse (Manipulator, Eventual Ex-Boyfriend and Murderer) (He also gifted her that jacket.) Grey Hydro (Teammate, Hates) RAGDOLL (Teammate, Hates) Razorwing (Teammate, Hates) Rover-Rex (Teammate, Hates) Ace the Queen (Friend) ONAF Crew (Former Enemies)

Personality: After being revived, she has now lost what innocence she had. She has become traumatized, paranoid and doesn't enjoy killing people as much as she used to, realizing that it's no fun. She now sees all the red flags Fuse has, and wants to leave not just the relationship, but the team. However, it's too late for her. She's trapped.

Theme Song: Washing Machine Heart - Mitski

Story

As Flumpty's gang was busy packing their things to move to a new place, the Toys caused some mayhem by distracting Eyesaur and the Owl and then hurting Birthday Boy Blam. And then, they began to burn the place down. When the entire gang got out, the Toys then revealed themselves to the gang, though Harlequin didn't willingly move and was dragged into place by Fuse.

The moment Harlequin was introduced, Ace called out to her using her former name from terror, worry and shock. All Harlequin did was say she was sorry. And then Fuse began to attack Grunkfuss, and Flumpty's gang split up to help different members that were in trouble, with Flumpty, Blam and Ace going to help Grunkfuss.

She did almost nothing as Fuse attempted to kill Grunkfuss before Flumpty, Blam and Ace stopped him, and the moment Razorwing radioed back to the Toys while following the gang, the rest of the Toys began to go after the ONAF crew, with Fuse of course dragging Harlequin along.

And then, the battle between Beaver VS Fuse, Ragdoll, and Grey Hydro. Harlequin just stood there, watching the battle go on. She was brought along when Ragdoll chose to be the one to finish the Beaver off. Wherever Fuse went, Harlequin was forced to go. And she had to watch everything that went on where Fuse was. She felt emotions building up inside her as she watched.

When she and Fuse got inside the building that the ONAF crew have gotten to, Harlequin finally snapped and yelled at Fuse, letting out all of the emotions she has bottled up, berating him and telling him she hates him as Ace watched from a distance, with Harlequin finishing off her "The Reason You Suck" speech with her telling him that she's breaking up with him.

After Harlequin let out all of her suppressed emotions, she suddenly felt a pain in her chest. She looked down to see Fuse's hand in it, and looked up as Fuse told her that he now has no more excuses to not kill her and that he can finally kill someone for once. He then ripped out her heart, and then, to add insult to injury, he ate it in front of her as she drew her last breaths.

Ace ran up to Harlequin, just wanting her to live long enough to see her. But she was too late. And then, Ace saw Grunkfuss' attempt at an attack, seeing him seemingly die by the hands of Fuse, and seeing Ragdoll go after Beaver, but then Ragdoll was knocked out. She then witnessed as Grunkfuss killed Fuse, and finished off Ragdoll.

As per the request of Ace, Harlequin's body wasn't burned along with the rest of the Toys', but revived. Thanks to Flumpty's gang, she was able to mentally heal from all that has befallen her, and while she was allowed to join the gang, she declined the offer and said she was going to explore to figure herself out, but she might consider joining them when she does.

And thus, Harlequin leaves the area to discover her true self, with Flumpty's gang wishing her good luck.

DISCLAIMER: Her getting revived is only for the OG version. In my version, she is instead given a proper burial.

[singingcicadas]

You are SO right about the Death of Optimus Prime.

It feels so one-sided which wouldn’t necessarily be a bad thing if it wasn’t clear the narrative is pressing that the Autobots are just as bad as the Decepticons by literally refusing to have anyone but Prowl argue against what the Decepticons have done versus the Autobots and treating him like he’s being ridiculous even by his comrades! When the NAILs come back it’s not just that they’re tired of war and just want peace they seem to have no concept of anything about Autobots or Decepticons except that they’re both Bad but somehow Autobots are worse?

And seemingly no one points out anything the Decepticons did like blowing up one of the last energon mining facilities but that’s just frankly ridiculous because by all accounts the NAILs would all *have* to be from before the war and somehow they’re the only group who doesn’t remember what it was like before they left? Later we find out Soundwave was apart of pogroms specifically against Neutrals, Decepticons put Autobots heads in bombs to make them beg for their life by bomb disposal and had at least one facility dedicated to smelting Autobots alive and none of the Autobots seem to disagree with NAILS opinions on them? It just reeks of trying so hard to press “they’re both equally as bad.”

The whole Starscream as ruler too honestly conceptually I like, that he manipulated his way through shaky political ground and underhanded tactics and continued those away from public eye once he was in position in a tense post war society that doesn’t have any real system of government and would crumble if they tried to overthrow Starscream, but the idea that somehow no one could manage to point out that Starscream was second in command and complicit to all of Megatron’s crimes from the very beginning and that all the NAILs were totally cool with voting for him in power without any real discussion of that the first time he won felt so farfetched.

Honestly all of it could work, condescending NAILs, Optimus being forced to leave, Starscream becoming ruler of Cybertron could all genuinely work if they actually bothered making the arguments feel balanced because it relies way too hard on everyone just agreeing the Autobots are basically just as bad as the Decepticons and don’t have room to argue because War Is Bad.

THIS. Anon said everything I wanted to say except in a clearer conciser way. The whole premise of “Autobots are just as bad” is something I never understood, both from character perspective and as a reader. What exactly did the Autobots do to merit this sentiment? Like we all know there’s Prowl and the Wreckers, okay. Mostly Prowl. But the neutrals don’t know about what he did. Even the Autobots themselves don’t know! Whereas the Decepticons have this looooong list of insane evil shit they take pride in (including burning the entire planet and halving its population), were committing terrorism acts against the general populace before the war, and have specifically implemented anti-neutral pogroms during its course. How. do the Autobots compare. A hell lot more of “show, don’t tell” is needed rather than just having every non-Autobot transformer repeat it as an irrefutable mantra. And the Autobots just accepting it without even making an attempt to defend their position. 

Like if the ‘Autobots just as bad’ statement was true, they wouldn’t even have been in such a difficult position in the first place, outnumbered and stuck between the NAILs and Decepticons. They could just detonate all the Decepticon inhibitor chips and shoot/banish every NAIL who doesn’t accept their authority. This is our home that we won back, we’re ruling it, and that’s that. That’s what the Decepticons would have done. That’s what the old government would have done. It’s as if the reason the NAILs were causing so much trouble was because they were perfectly aware of this difference; they knew the Autobots were restricted by their principles, so they were bold with their protests/lynching. Which again rubs me the wrong way because it implies that morality is a weakness to be taken advantage of that lets people walk all over you without fear of consequences. 

Same goes with treatment of Optimus in DoOP and the Optimus Prime series honestly, the narrative is blatantly unfair. Characters keep shitting on him and doubting him and accusing him of being a tyrant when it’s repeatedly shown that none of his actions are ever self-serving. Like haven’t you all met multiple actual tyrants. Would they ever tolerate you guys. They make accusations because they know Optimus is a decent person who cares about the opinions of the people and the morality of his actions. Decency is never not taken advantage of. 

To the colonists, the sins of the past primes are somehow All His Fault. To the humans, the atrocities of the Decepticons are also somehow All His Fault. Whenever he does anything, there’s always someone there to accuse him, regardless of the fact that his actions almost always turn out to be right and extremely foresighted. But he gets. no chance to explain himself. When he presents the matrix as a divine artefact (which it culturally is) someone goes: primes are evil I don’t believe in them. When he admits that he privately thinks the matrix is just a bauble and himself as just an ordinary person, the same person goes: how dare you not believe, gimme the matrix I can do better. He can say something as innocuous as “we should focus on dealing with Unicron rn” and there’s literally a colonist who goes “bringing people together because of a shared enemy is literally Fascism.” Seriously. The narrative is that skewed. Selflessness and trying to do the right thing despite being misunderstood by others are all well and good, but when the ‘misunderstanding’ becomes increasingly contrived to the point where the one person is constantly getting pilloried for no sound reason, then it just makes both sides look stupid. 

[anarchycity]

At one point I used to roleplay actively, it was great practice for writing and a way to vent a lot of creativity I had pent up with no way to express. One of my proudest achievements I made in that time is something I want to express today. This story is interesting, I promise, bare with me.

For context, this was an rp where a lot of people collectively made up all of the good guys, bad guys, neutral parties, the whole shabang. Everyone had a ton of characters and it got chaotic at times, but ultimately the way things were ran it was a great time. We would swap the role of playing the new main villains every once and a while, my story comes from when it was finally my turn.

I had already been writing for a long time, and I noticed the quality of the writing in the place, and the dynamics of power were really wack, and a lot of the stories felt shallow because the solution to every problem was always that they just wanted to punch their new big bad until there were no more evil schemes, and that there was one character leading the whole group and really weakening the potential plotlines by doing all the thinking for everyone, so to do this I devised a plan.

I made a character that was super physically weak, but I made sure he planned well, and that he positioned himself so that he didn’t need to fight. I even introduced a sweet character that was a victim of the whole situation that led up to this, who was emotionally attached to this villain, which made the other players not want to kill him. He defamed the character that was leading everyone with a cleverly set up plan, a plan that relied on the players lack of attempt to examine a situation, and their lack of attempt to look for clever solutions, or even solutions aside from the obvious ones. My plan would have crumbled if they even took just a second to analyze the situation, but I knew in my mind that they wouldn’t, and next thing I knew my villain had a recording of this ‘leader’ making a stupid, hasty decision, that got someone killed. Spread that like the plague, manipulate characters in the places shallowly built political system, and rise to power, essentially instate a superhuman guard against the player characters, and suddenly everyone is scrambling. The characters no longer feel comfortable, theres more tension to every encounter, they genuinely had to think about how they would approach this villain, and I even put more tension on the line than just fight scenes to the point that it caused characters to have to seriously developed, even resulted in a monologue from another character of mine that made one of the players feel genuine fear to the point where afterwards they told me they were shaking during the monologue.

And during it all I talked about ways to improve the places systems, ways people can make their writing as interesting as they thought mine was, and helped them all develop into better writers as a collective. I had more fun, they all saw the flaws in the way they used to run things, and genuinely really enjoyed the way they improved while I was running the story.

I managed to make one phenomenal prediction of a players actions, one prediction that spiraled into a series of events that allowed me to better the whole group, and make them enjoy the place significantly more then they had previously, and even bring some people that had left back into activity due to the new changes. I don’t think I’ll ever stop being proud of that.

[kyglow]

blinking slowly and shaking his head from side to side when immediately he would tirelessly accept her original comment when his tone sounded grim and deflated. " it doesn't matter anymore. " which was true since he was still a target for the killer however jed had left out something rather detrimental and important on purpose that he hadn't admitted since he knew the reaction he would possibly receive from the blonde he used to be friends with that it was him committing those killings, stabbing those who had manipulated and targeted him to be a follower with the usage of blackmail as he was forced to do what they wanted. jed was pruning his tormentors one by one yet he hadn't figured out what to do with the person he was currently in the presence off even if she was being a little rude and cruel with her sharp cold words even if it were justified. " i was as bad as they were. " he would directly state when eyes locked with her own giving her a firm stare for a brief moment before turning his head to look away with the expression of guilt returning to form on to his features. " i know what you mean. you can be happy breathe that sigh of relief from those who bullied you and are being killed one by one. it's as if a pile of rubble is becoming lesser and lighter on your back. " empathised with her as his tone seemed genuine while purposely avoiding gazing or even glance at her face. his shoulders slumped believing he was killing for her since he was somewhat obsessed with the woman.

studying her when she had confirmed his suspicions admitting he had been correct of how she would have reacted if he had approached to apologise to her and to repair the damage between them at the time would have been irrefutable." you're right. i guess i was just scared of your reaction. i was frightened to say anything after i would have bullied you each time maybe i am just fucked in the head. i don't know why i did it. " it was all in the past yet his actions impacted both their lives. determined to make her feel better this evening even if they were to be on alert he would then suggest abruptly. " i know we're under threat of a killer but we shouldn't let fear control us and stop us from having some fun. how about i give you a massage to relax since you seem really tense? " it was an attempt in a way to move on from the past that loomed over him growing tired of feeling guilty for what he had done to her. nodding his head when agreeing with her point. " so it's settled then we're sharing the bed. " it would indeed benefit the two of them that way no one can sneak on one or the other. " sure, what kind of food are we taking into your room? i am not that hungry though and i'd much prefer a drink to help relax. " he rubbed his jaw briefly with the back of his hand. " you shouldn't talk down about yourself like that. i am very interested to know what you've been up to. "eyebrow curved into an arch with lips thinly formed into a tiny grin. " oh don't worry i have mine. i even have some rope too in case we need to tie them up. " referring to protection he would then move his hand behind him to lift the back of his shirt and pull out the knife he had used to kill before. the blade was clean holding it by the black handle he then flipped the knife with ease and caught it without flinching offering her to take his knife by the handle. " take it. i can handle myself. " faintly sounding confident only to then flash her a cheeky smirk. " i am going to die for you anyway. be heroic your knight in shining armor. " he teased her intending to make her laugh.

it was probably wrong to suggest his friends were dead because of their bullying and imply he’d be on the target list too but if history was anything to go by victims of bullying were sometimes capable of terrible things, and their mental health was often harmed immensely by the people who thought what they were doing was simple fun. there had been moments she wished her bullies would die but had no intentions of being the cause yet it didn’t stop her feeling somewhat vindicated when this killer made her wish come true. it made her a suspect, sure, and probably insensitive to react more grateful than sadden by their loss but it was a relief to know they wouldn’t fuck with her again. “i… maybe not you, i guess… you weren’t as bad as the others…” she spoke softly realising her candour might not be appreciated by him given the circumstances. “i just… it’s hard to be sad when this means they can’t torment the shit out of me anymore,” she commented, unsure if he knew the true extent of the bullying she suffered through at his friend's hands when he wasn’t around. “honestly? i might’ve turned you away and not spoken to you, you’re right, so being scared of that was valid but… it honestly hurt more that you didn’t even try to apologise to me or reach out and make sure i was okay. i get peer pressure can be a bitch but it kind of felt like you meant the shit you were saying because you never checked in,” maddox admitted, she had allows hoped it was an act and he’d show up and tell her that but when it never happened she lost hope. him showing up now lessened her belief in a true apology or reconciliation. “exactly, who knows what this killer is capable of, for all we know he’d off one of us in our sleep before going for the other if we were separated,” she pointed out with a shrug, sharing a room meant maybe they could sleep in shifts, at least stand a chance if they were targets. “yeah, we’ve got plenty of drinks and food. maybe we should make a stash to store in my room, less random trips out of there and all?” she suggested, offering a soft smile back as she moved over to the cabinets that housed her alcohol, pulling out a couple of different types for variety. “what i’ve been up to probably isn’t super entertaining in the scheme of things but sure, we can catch up.” maddox nodded, looking over to him touching the knife handle. “oh, good idea. we should take some of them with us too, for protection.”

[trafalgarya]

How is it like to be in a relationship with Kara members ?

With : Eida, Delta, Daemon, Code, Amado, Kashin Koji, Jigen/Isshiki.

gn!reader.

manga spoilers.

aged up Daemon.

brief mention of depression, autism, and insomnia.

SFW only!! i'll write a NSFW part if you guys want it.

i'm not currently reading the manga, so i don't know much about Eida. i'll just go with the flow and with what i know about her.

Eida

Being in a relationship with Eida is extraordinarily romantic.

She'll definitely call you pet names. "Darling", "Sweetheart", "Pretty boy/girl", or simply "My love".

Because of her ability, she's used of everyone falling in love with her. But with you ? Completely different.

She didn't even had to use her power to capture your heart. Being the charismatic and elegant person Eida is, she made an extraordinary first impression without even trying.

I think she would prefer a person just like her, calm and confident. She wouldn't mind an energetic person too, but that reminds her too much of her little brother, Daemon.

She'll act like a mother to you, always making sure you drank and ate well enough, got enough sleeping, being in good health, etc. She'll be very caring with you.

She wants her S/O to be perfect. Not superficially, but more like mentally. She wants her S/O to be the happiest person because of her. She wants to please them, to be the center of their life. But in a cute way, not like in a possessive way.

She's into traditional things. Just offer her flowers, dance with her, hug her while she's cooking, kiss her neck slowly but gently, and I can assure you she'll be at your feet. She'll melt at all that.

Her three main love languages are physical touch, words of affirmations, and acts of service. She can't help but wanting to touch you every time. It doesn't even have to be sexual. She just wants to hold your hand, feeling your hand around her waist, your lips against hers, your fingers on her hips. She's also pretty eloquent, so she'll comfort you whenever you are in a bad mood or something similar. She'll give you daily compliments, kissing all your insecurities and looking at you with a look that screams love. She also demonstrates her love by buying you things you love, taking you on amusement park, eating ice cream with you. Everything.

She. Will. Introduce. You. To. Her. Brother. That's not even an option. He sometimes inserts himself in your dates, just to be sure you aren't attempting to hurt his precious sister. Boy have his eyes locked on you. He already threatened to kill you if you dare to hurt her. But Eida reassures him, so he's becoming progressively more and more relaxed with you each time.

Overall, she loves you very much. She's a really romantic and loving person. Don't hurt her little heart who's craving love, she entrusts you very much to treat her like a princess.

Delta

MOMMY.

Listen, I adore her very much.

And, I was genuinely surprised at her reaction when she realized she loved Eida- I was romantically thinking of her as the complete opposite 😭.

Anyways-

Her love languages are words of affirmation and physical touch, as showed in the manga.

V E R Y C L I N G Y. She won't miss a single opportunity to hug you or to hold your hand.

She would be so protective of you. If you don't feel safe, wherever you are, just send her your location and she'll run towards you at the speed of light. Literally. (considering the fact that she can manipulate light, that's not an hyperbole 💀)

Very clingy in bed, always hugging you.

She's the big spoon tho, it's impossible for me to imagine this woman being the little spoon.

I don't feel like she'd use pet names for you. But if she does, it must have "my/mine" included. "My love" or "My angel" is what she'd use the most.

She's very understanding when it comes to problems or troubles. Depression ? If she can do something, she won't hesitate once. Autism ? Although she's not the best when it comes to emotions, she'll try her best to help you. Difficulty to sleep ? She won't sleep until you're asleep first. She'll make you feel loved, protected and safe, no matter the situation.

Definitely showering you in kisses as she's wrapping her arms around your waist, bringing you on her lap, and kissing all of your insecurities.

Not the biggest fan of PDA, but she won't hesitate to hold your hand or do a quick peck on your cheek, often followed by Code teasing Delta for being such a "dovey-lovey".

She'll always have an eye on you. Whether you're sleeping or just sitting at her side doing nothing, she'll stare at you every single moments of your life.

Overall, Delta is very supportive of you, encouraging you if you want do to something, and she's too much in love with you to even consider being close with someone else.

Daemon (aged up)

Being in a relationship with Daemon is... very energetic...

Bro has too much energy.

At this point, you're acting more like a parent than a lover towards him.

Introduced you to her sister two minutes after knowing you. No, i'm not lying.

He's growing attached too fast, so Eida isn't surprised when came the moment to meet another one of his little brother's potentiel love interest.

But, this time, she knew it was different. Daemon loved you very much, it wasn't like the previous times. The blush on his face and the big smile he's displaying when you're near, or just the way he talks about you, made Eida genuinely happy. Her brother was finally getting serious in a relationship. Thus, she'd be more relaxed and friendly with you.

Daemon would certainly share his meals with you. I think his favourite food would be ice cream, so you'll always buy an ice-cream for both.

Whenever he feels bored or tired, he's immediately walking towards you with that childish tone and that amusing walk of his.

"Y/NNNNNN... 'am sleepy..."

Rubbing his eyes, he's just too cute for you to refuse. He always ends up with his head laying on your lap or just him sitting on it, his arms around your waist/neck, and a cute sleepy face. He's snoring as well, adding more to his cuteness.

If you both are walking outside, except him to stay on your shoulders, playing with your hair with a bign, childish smile on his face.

Protecting you won't be a problem. His power can literally reflect any attack as long as it's intended or vizualised. All he has to do is touching you with his palm (he would use that as an excuse to hold your hand btw), and reflecting the attack as he's hiding your eyes. But he's also physically strong, so he would just jump on the person and would kick the shit out of him until the boy's lying unconscious, and he'll walk towards you again, like a flower, as if he didn't just left a grown ass man unconscious and lying in a bathe of his own blood.

I'm sure you've deduced it by now : He's definitely into PDA. Always on your shoulders, holding your head, or kissing you.

Definitely using too much pet names for you. "Baby" and "Darling" are his favourites.

Clinging to you when sleeping. Definitely the little spoon.

Eida trusts you very much. Whenever she can't take care of Daemon, she won't be as worried as she usually would be. Because you're here now.

I don't think Daemon would really have a type. Someone who accept him for who he is is enough.

Overall, Daemon loves you too. He act more like your child than your boyfriend but yeah-.

Code

A relationship with Code is pretty chill.

Sorry, this part will be short, i don't have too many ideas for him.

Definitely refers to you as "Darling".

When you're outside, he always have an arm around your shoulders, not giving a fuck about what people think of you or your relationship.

Proud to have you in his life and won't even hide it.

Definitely brought up about you to Delta, and teased her, saying he's loved and she isn't.

He's the only man in your life, even if you don't want it.

Like, do you remember about how Code wanted to kill Daemon just to be the only man to Eida ? Basically the same with everyone that he sees as a potential love rival to him.

He'll spend hours ranting about the way he admires Jigen, but also will vent about how much he hates Kawaki and that he should've took his place as Isshiki's vessel.

Wants to stay with you everytime.

His favourite type of kiss is the French Kiss. Long, passionate, sensual, intimate... All that.

Not the biggest fan of PDA, but not completely opposed to it.

Overall, a relationship with Code is pretty chill. He loves you and don't hide it. He's proud of you. "That's my S/O", he'd say.

Amado

A relationship with Amado is the concept of maturity itself.

You two are probably taking breakfast together, and you love coffee as much as he does.

You're smoking together too. I can see Amado smoking on the balcony of his house, with his S/O. If you're not smoking, however, he's fine with just having you by his side. And if you don't like the smell of cigarette, that's fine with him too. He'll smoke whenever he's away from you.

You two will talk about everything while he's working on Kara's bodies. If you want to, he'll explain every single step he's doing on his computer.

You're probably in good terms with Jigen, as he seems to consider Amado as a friend.

He won't be as affectionate as Delta is, but he'll make sure to remind you that he loves you on a daily basis. Not necessarily compliments, maybe just making you breakfast or helping you with whatever problem you've encountered.

Amado is a great listener. Just tell him what's on your mind, and he'll make it his priority. He wants you to know that he's here for you.

I can see Amado having an arm around your waist as you're walking outside.

He'll let you rest your head against his chest as you two are sleeping. Probably smells like cigarette, coffee or just the man smell. You know, the virility smell. Something like this.

You two definitely have kids. I can see Amado as a great dad, always proud of their kids, patting their head as they return of school with a good grade.

If you're feeling sick, Amado's got it. He'll bring you glasses of water in bed as he's putting a little watered towel on your forehead, slowly rubbing your back.

He'd definitely want someone like him, calm and patient. Smart, too. He doesn't care about your body, he loves who for who you are on the inside, not on the outside.

Overall, Amado is such a good husband. Always taking care of you and being a good husband. He loves you very much and would show it.

Kashin Koji

A relationship with Kashin Koji is... well... complicated ?

Like, he was always shown with a neutral and reserved face, also frowning. He never really showed any type of emotion through the entire show, except when he was about to die to Isshiki.

He loves you, ofc, and you know it. He just don't really know how to show it.

That'll be with little attentions, like keeping an eye on you with his toads, and he'll intervene if the situation turns out bad. He isn't bringing it up later though.

I do believe Kashin Koji is flustered whenever he have to hug you or whatever.

If you need calm/some peace of mind from time to time, he'll grab your hand and enter in one of his toad with you, either just enjoying the view or sending both of you to Mount Myōboku.

That man is smart, so when you are sad or stressed, he immediately notices it. He'd leave you your favourite food or your favourite book if he's nowhere near the house.

...

I don't have any ideas... So...

Overall, Kashin Koji loves you, but can't really express it directly. Instead, it'll be with little actions.

Jigen/Isshiki Ōtsutsuki

They're the same person, so just pick the one you want. I'll speak in both of their names for you to switch.

Anyways, a relationship with Jigen/Isshiki is quite reserved and discreet.

Jigen/Isshiki himself is a discreet and reserved person, so no doubt that he'd prefer someone like him.

He'll let you sit on his lap if you want to, while he's reading a book or while he's resting.

Not into PDA. Sorry man.

If you have to carry something big, just ask Jigen/Isshiki. He'll either carry it himself or reduce it with Sukunahikona.

Only smiling frankly around you. And that's rare.

He'll let Amado take care of you if he can't. He trusts him like a friend, so yeah. Oh and, you're in good terms with Amado btw.

You broke something precious ? Don't worry, Jigen/Isshiki already made tons of copies of this object and sent them in his dimension where time doesn't flow. He'll just bring it to you and pat your head. He'd say something like "There, there. You don't have to worry anymore."

I know he might not seem like it, but he's someone affectionate when he wants to. He'll bring you in a soft, warm hug if you're feeling down, just rubbing your back and letting you vent. He'd listen to all of it.

If it's because a Kara member, be sure you'll never see them anymore. If that's because someone else, you won't see them again as well. It it's something else, just leave it to him. He'll solve the problem in little to no time.

Would give you the world if you wanted to. He just wants to see his S/O happy.

The only pet name he'll use is "Dear". But in front of the others, he'll simply call you by your name in a soft tone.

He'll protect you from every danger. It's not like it's much of a deal for him, after all. He effortlessly beated Naruto and Sasuke together. If it wasn't for the Baryon Mode, they'd be dead by now.

Code won't be a big deal too. Even though he's stronger than Jigen/Isshiki, he respects him too much to even consider hurting you.

Little naps in the middle of the day, a plaid between the two of you, his arm around your waist. You couldn't feel safer than in Jigen/Isshiki Ōtsutsuki's presence. You know how strong he is and how much he'd do for you.

Overall, a relationship with Jigen/Isshiki is discreet and calm but loving and romantic.

[bluemoondust]

Idk if there’s enough of him for you to characterize him but how do you think a Yandere Riley (from Pokémon) would be? Like any h/cs you can think of?(sorry I’m bad at wording stuff.)

It's all good! I don't mind writing for this character and it was fun to figure out what type of yandere he'd be! 😊

♡General Yandere Headcanons♡ — Riley

Warning(s): Overprotective Behavior, Hints of Suffocating/Clingy Behavior, Lucid Mindset, Mentioned Kidnapping, Slight/Mentions of Abuse of Power, Stalking (kind of), Mentions of Wanting Kids

Riley gives off overprotective yandere vibes, as he would very likely to defend you if necessary after getting to know you more. He's seen his fair share of trouble here and there, so he is aware of what could pose as a danger to anyone, especially when it comes to you. It wouldn't be to the point where he'd be borderline suffocating behavior, but it would be close enough to consider that. Riley understands that if he were to step out of line, you'll step further away from him. It'd be a painful experience, so he is careful in what he does. This ultimately makes him a very difficult yandere to detect, but there are other reasons too. One of which gives him an advantage over you.

It is suspected that he is able to use aura and that honestly makes him a very crafty yandere if you think about it. Not only will he be able to sense where you are should he need to bring you back from an attempted escape, but it just means you'll have a harder time hiding things from him and lying. That means you won't be able to manipulate him into trusting you as he knows whether you're genuine or not. Riley is very aware that everything he's feeling for you is wrong, but he tries to push aside these thoughts. You're someone he wants in his life and he'll be damned if he can't have you.

As mentioned before, Riley is a tough yandere to detect mostly because he is very careful with what he says and does. He'll act as a person you can rely on the most with his charm and charisma; maybe in some instances, his wealth (dialogue in the Diamond and Pearl games hint that Iron Island mines belong to him, sooo he's pretty rich if that's the case). Going more into his wealth, he'll have many resources whenever he pleases or when the situation makes any sudden change. Riley will fully be prepared for whatever life might throw at him, like per say, you suddenly wanting to go off without him for too long.

He wouldn't say he's clingy but Riley isn't too fond of being apart from you for long stretches of time. He always insists on visits whenever you get the chance along with giving his phone number so he can call. Which then brings up the subject of him giving you that Riolu egg. Riley will have that be his excuse to call you; to check up on the egg and even beyond that when it hatches. You're raising it well he presumes? Of course you are, it's you he entrusted such a responsibility after all. He likes the idea that he's calling you to check up on your kid that the two of you are raising. He doesn't let that thought be spoken or else it might make you uncomfortable. Soon though, you'll warm up to the idea.

Jealousy isn't something he dwells too much on, but he's victim to it when he does. Who could you be meeting when you're off on your own out there while he's on the Iron Islands? Riley knows that it's not easy to control who your heart grows fond of, but Arcues he wishes he could keep yours from ever finding affection for someone else besides him. It's in these moments where he gives you a call out of anxiousness; to settle his nerves before he scoures the region in search for you. He will do it in a heartbeat, especially if you were to ask. It wouldn't be too difficult with his abilities and his Lucario will assist as well. Explaining the situation if you aren't aware of him coming will be easy. He can just say he wanted to explore the areas a bit. Maybe you can show him around if you're familiar with it?

As for if Riley is a danger, he is not too much of a threat to anyone or himself. He's a calm and collected individual through and through, always keeping a leveled head even when the situation gets hectic. He will not see everyone as a potential threat and does not worry so much about that. Why should he when their true intentions are simple to detect with his ability to see aura? Riley will always be a step ahead of anyone, you included. Violence is not something he automatically chooses, but will resort to it if absolutely necessary. He's more likely to use intimidation methods or manipulation to sway any rivals' goal in pursuing you.

[thesunicarusfellfor]

hello!!can you do a part two of your Yandere!Tommy x Reader x Yandere!Tubbo Headcanons/Fic ?! i loved it!!

It amazes me how this became a fan favourite OVERNIGHT like daaaaamn!

This one is gonna be split into parts around the end, so like what happens if you choose Tubbo/Tommy/Neither/Both

(f/l) = first letter of your name

(N/n) = nickname

(f/f) = Favourite flowers

Eggpire does not exist

ALSO. The last Route (Neither) I wrote is shorter because apparently, Tumblr wants to crash after you surpass 10k words, but I could write a continuation fic of Neither that might turn into another x reader? Just platonic? Not sure. Remember, I will always write a continuation of a fic if ever asked.

TW: Yandere, Explosions, Burns, Scars, Manipulation, Mention of Painkillers and being drowsy on them, brief mention of collapsing

Part one

Yandere!Tommy x GN!Reader x Yandere!Tubbo Headcanon/Fic Part 2

Tommy was furious to see you spending time with anyone that wasn’t him.

But seeing you having an early morning coffee with Ranboo??? Tubbo’s husband???

He was about to light the damn house on fire he was so pissed! That’s not even exaggerating, he would’ve and had you live with him! Although he wouldn’t let you know he did it.

Poor Ranboo was trembling so bad, genuinely fearing for his canon lives.

You quickly got up and stood in Tommy’s sight, prevent him from glaring at your tall friend, although he still didn’t look happy.

Before anyone could say anything else, Tubbo stormed through the door with his sword in his hand and teeth violently grit together.

“So... You weren’t trying to throw me off by writing about going to see them in your memory book,” Tubbo growled softly at his husband causing Ranboo to desperately pull his memory book closer to his chest, tears brimming his eyes. You could understand why, his best friend went through his memory book without his knowledge and possibly went through his other things in an attempt to figure out what he was doing.

“I guess neither of you are loyal...” Tommy grumbled with a roll of his eyes, causing Tubbo to give him a hard jab in the ribs, “Ow! Bloody hell, mate! I’m just saying both of you are going for them without even breaking up first!”

“It’s platonic!” Both Tubbo and Ranboo stated although Ranboo’s voice came out as a tiny and meek protest, rather than Tubbo’s annoyed growl. Clearing his throat awkwardly, Ranboo put his crown back on his head, “I’m-I’m not interested in chasing them, so no... I was just talking to them...” He visibly shrank in on himself as the two boys glared darkly at him, “I... Should go...”

“Hold up.” You pointed at him, making the tall and lanky male stay seated in his spot while you turned back to Tubbo and Tommy, “I know why Ranboo is here. I know why he,” You pointed to Tommy, “Is here. He always kicks down my door early in the morning to do some crazy things. But why are you here?” Moving your finger to point at Tubbo, you noticed his look immediately softened upon you turning your attention towards him.

His cheeks became a light pink and his goat ears fluttered slightly as he put his sword away, “Am I not allowed to visit?” There. There was one of the mood switches and manipulation Ranboo warned you about. “Tommy invited me to L’Manberg, and I heard my beloved platonic husband was in the area as well. Plus Tommy left the door open.”

You blinked a bit, caught off guard by the fact that Tubbo completely brushed over the fact that he was here because he had read Ranboo’s memory book, “Oh, I see... Then shall we all go mining today? We’d be able to get a lot more ores than before!” You smiled, pretending that your two friends didn’t kick down your door and threaten the man who was just trying to protect you.

“With Tubbo and Ranboo?” Tommy growled out in disgust at the thought of you spending time with them, “But (Y/n)! We always go mining on Thursday mornings! It’s our thing. Between just US! Aka, not Tubbo and Ranboo...”

“I- uh, have a meeting with Techno and Phil later today, so I can’t go. Sorry, (Y/n)...” Ranboo murmured, although you could tell by the shakiness of his voice that he wanted nothing more than to run and hide in his panic room.

“I’d love to go!” Tubbo chirped softly, ignoring the audible noise of disgust and annoyance that Tommy made, “Let me just get my stuff from my enderchest.” He walked over to your enderchest and opened it. You didn’t mind too much as you gave everyone full permission to make themselves at home in your house, but you were just a bit shaken up at the moment.

Ranboo quickly got up and scurried out the door, giving you an odd look as he passed by. He looked... Guilty, but his smile was sad and soft, but seemingly affectionate. You knew he would help if these two were scaring you too much.

The two boys brought you to an unpopular mine in the DreamSMP that was filled to the brim with ores.

They were quick to take down any and all mobs that came within any sort of distance to you, recklessly charging without a second thought in attempts to protect you.

While there was intense amounts of fear and tension circling through your veins because of this morning, you did quickly grow to have fun with the banter between these two.

Even Tommy and Tubbo were having fun bickering, almost seeming to forget the fact that they were in a war with each other. Almost.

The constant fluttering of their hearts and warmth on their cheeks was an easy reminder of what they were fighting for.

Every single ore, gemstone and pretty rock that you looked at, the boys would immediately pick up and put in their bags so you didn’t have to carry it.

When Tommy began to whine about being hungry, you wanted to go back to the surface to eat the food you had packed, but they both thought that was too far.

So, you suggested sitting down in the abandoned mineshaft you had discovered.

“Ooh!” Tubbo squeaked, his ears wiggling as he turned the corner of the mineshaft, “There’s a ravine over here! Let’s eat by the light of the lava so we don’t waste all our torches!”

“Finally! I’m starving!” Tommy tossed his ore-filled bag off of his shoulder and set it against the wall. Once you spread out the thick blanket you had brought on the ground, he plopped himself down and set down his shield and sword, “What do you have for food today, Big/Little (F/l)?”

You hummed as Tubbo sat himself down on the other side of you with a yawn, likely not used to getting up early, “I have... Sandwiches, some fruit slices, berries, y’know, the usual. You tired, Tubbo?” Glancing over at the brunet, you saw him rubbing his eyes with the long sleeve of his brown and yellow striped sweater that you had made him when he first travelled to Snowchester.

“Little bit, yeah. Can I lay against you? Just for a little bit?” He asked softly as you handed Tommy a sandwich, which he practically inhaled in seconds. Once you gave a nod of approval, the smaller boy laid down and curled up with his head against your lap.

Tommy grumbled in annoyance and without thinking much, laid down as well with his head against your leg too. When you gave him a small questioning look as this was highly out character for him, but he simply just mumbled about how you were definitely more comfortable than the rocks.

You weren’t sure how long you sat there, unconsciously playing with their hair as you glanced around the stone walls for any untouched ores, but by now both boys were asleep and you didn’t feel like waking them up. Taking your time, you began to consider your situation now that you knew both boys were smitten with you and practically willing to hurt anyone who came in contact with you.

Tubbo’s mood switches scared you, a lot, and you were worried that him being the nice and blushing boy you had met a few years ago was nothing but an act and that all the gifts were an attempt to lure you in or distract you from his violent tendencies. You had watched him walk into your house, eyes blank and filled with rage towards his platonic soulmate for talking to you without his knowledge, and you were worried that soon that rage would be directed at you for doing something he didn’t like.

Tommy’s violent tendencies were just as scary though, so he wasn’t in the clear in your eyes either. While he did shape up a lot from when you first met, he still had a tendency to bark insults at you and hurt your feelings, which you hope is unintentional. He also often tried to threaten people and keep them away from you, like Eret or Niki who got yelled at and a tad bit injured after they had given you gifts or offered to bring you somewhere cool... They didn’t really spend time with you anymore after that... You missed them and didn’t want the same thing to happen to Ranboo.

But, this couldn’t go on forever. You couldn’t just run... and you knew very well that rejecting either of the two would cause the other to lash out severely, to the point where the one you chose, you, and your friends were in major trouble. It’s not like you could choose both right? ...Right? Then again... Choosing both would potentially cause tension to stir up again between the two best friends.

Your train of thought was violently derailed when you heard a hard thud a few meters in front of you. With a small gasp, you looked up and saw a creature of varying different shades of green slowly looking around before a few more thuds followed behind it. Before you could even think of waking the two boys, the green creature began to run at you quickly with its four legs.

A creeper.

A terrified cry left your lips and suddenly the weight on your lap vanished. Now awake, Tommy immediately grabbed his shield and used it alongside his body weight to slam into the creeper backwards into a small horde of zombies that had dropped down with it. “Get up you dumbass! Are you tryin’ to die?!” The blond yelled at you as Tubbo, who had also sprung up at the sound of your fear, began firing arrows at the group of mobs.

Once you got over your shock, you grabbed your axe and shield before quickly jumping to your feet and charging into battle. The zombie you had chosen to fight gurgled and swiped and gnashed its teeth together at you as you used your shield to block its hits. Backing up a few steps, you slashed your axe at the undead mob and took out its bottom jaw with the black blade, gleaming with an enchantment that set the creature on fire. The smell of burning rotten flesh caused you to gag and scrunch up your nose before you used your shield to shove it into the pit of lava at the bottom of the ravine.

Laughing softly in triumph, you turn around to help Tubbo and Tommy, only to let out another gasp of shock as you saw the very creeper that had been shoved away earlier had now returned with a vengeance. And it was mere inches away from your face.

There wasn’t much you could do except barely raise your shield in time to block a good majority of the explosion from damaging your body, launching chunks of stone outwards and off the edge of the ravine. 

And you as well.

“(Y/n)!!!” Tubbo’s voice echoed through the stone cavern as you felt yourself get launched backwards before beginning to fall, gravity quickly beginning to grasp onto you and drag you down towards the lava below.

Reaching out, to grab onto anything that would stop you from falling, but to no avail. Your mind barely registered Tommy and Tubbo running towards you before you shut your eyes tightly, silently praying to whatever or whoever to save you.

Then you stopped dead in the air, something wrapped around your arms and hands.

Taking a deep breath, you opened your eyes and looked up to see the human and a goat hybrid that had been laying with their heads in your lap just minutes ago, were now desperately grasping one arm each, preventing you from falling to the end of one of your canon lives. Both of their blue eyes were filled with tears that were dripping down their faces and hitting the molten rock at the bottom of the ravine as they struggled to pull you up.

Once you felt the solid ground below you, you finally managed to take a few breaths to calm yourself down as you felt tight arms wrap around you on either side, barely able to comprehend the sobs of terror from your savours. The dull burning and throbbing pain on your cheek were enough to bring you down to reality and carefully wrap your arms around the two wailing teens as they desperately clung to you, almost as if you were going to vanish right below their fingertips.

Tommy was the first to gather himself and pull himself away from your good shoulder and rub his eyes free of tears to look at the new injuries covering your body and your busted armour, “F-fuck... We’re gonna have to get you to Phil to get those burns patched up...” He sniffled, trying to act like he wasn’t just bawling his eyes out over you nearly losing a canon life. For once, he didn’t seem to mind Tubbo clinging onto you and wailing into your side as you pet his hair, trying to calm him down. 

Tubbo refused to let go of you for the next hour as you travelled out of the mine, his arms desperately wrapped around your waist/shoulders. (Depending on your height)

Tommy also held onto your non-burnt hand, that once held your shield, as he carried yours and his bag, leading you both back the way you came

If another mob came out to fight, it was almost a guarantee that one of them would run forward and the other would lightly push you into a corner, then proceed to block you from view via a shield and their body,

Even if you thought that you were in a decent enough condition to fight, the one shielding you would only look at you sadly and shake their head, saying something about the explosion burns along your (s/t) skin.

Once you had gotten out of the mine, it was around 6pm, and the sun was going down, but luckily Tommy had sent a message to Philza, his father, about the situation, so he was prepared and already at Tommy’s house, which was the closest to the mine.

It wasn’t a long walk, but god you were so exhausted..

It got to the point where Tommy and Tubbo were on either side of you, preventing you from collapsing before you got to the home.

Let’s just say, when they opened the door, Philza was already there and immediately panicked upon seeing the injuries covering the one side of you and the state of your armour. (No you were not wearing the god armour Tubbo gave you.)

One of your cheeks and lower jaw were burnt and bleeding, along with your dominant arm and leg that weren’t behind the shield when the explosion went off.

Tommy Route - Mellohi

Because your home still being near L’Manberg and the Prime Path (In this route), it was easier for Tommy to check up on you while you were healing from your injuries.

While you were bedridden, Tommy was a lot, a lot, quieter when he came into your house, never sure whether or not you were sleeping.

If you weren’t, he would eagerly show you something he found, tell you some drama he heard around the area, or tell you about his day. Or just play Mellohi on constant repeat.

If you were asleep, he would silently walk over and check on your bandages or potion supply, (updating Phil if you were low or bleeding from moving too much), or even sit beside you for a little bit to make sure you wouldn’t just stop breathing out of nowhere.

To say he was scared your entire recovery process would be an understatement.

He would rarely let anyone but Phil check on you, definitely nearly blowing his nerve when Ranboo or Tubbo would walk into your house.

If it was Ranboo, we would definitely get picked up and thrown,

If it was Tubbo, he would try and push him out because he knew that threats wouldn’t work on him.

In the situation that he did push Tubbo out, Tommy would immediately lock the door and stay in there for the next few days

For the more likely situation, because we all know how stubborn that goat is, and he wasn’t able to push Tubbo out, Tommy would subtly put a few drops of the sleeping potion Phil made you, into your drink.

When you began to doze off, Tommy would mention it to Tubbo in the most serious voice he could muster. It always worked, because Tubbo wanted what was best for your health.

The absolute minute that Philza deems you stable enough to get off of bed rest, Tommy is by your side in seconds and trying to encourage you to stand up.

When you do get the nerve to try and stand again, he would immediately be holding your good arm, preventing you from falling if your bad leg suddenly gave out.

In the case that you do collapse from your injuries, he would at first be extremely panicked, but then he’d start calling you insulting names and calling you an idiot.

He would bring you on walks all around the DreamSMP to get you used to walking again but would have no problems sitting down again.

That’s a lie.

He would complain a little bit, but if he saw you were genuinely in a lot of pain, he would just shut up and awkwardly ask what he could do.

If you needed anything for pain, he would straight up run to your home and get it, if they already didn’t have it.

The fact that you’re spending so much time with Tommy absolutely infuriates Tubbo, and he tries to guilt-trip you into spending more time with him.

But then Ranboo tells him that you can barely walk down the Prime Path without wanting to cry from the pain of the burns, and he offers to move back to L’Manberg. Or at least what’s left of it.

This sparks an argument between Ranboo and Tubbo almost immediately, but you’re much too tired to try and stop it, instead quietly asking Tommy if he can help go back to your home or to get them out so you could sleep.

He would be glad to.

Like he would do it, with an absolute goofy smile on his face because he basically gets your permission to have your attention all to himself!

When you’re all healed, your relationship between you and Tommy has practically tripled from what it was.

You’re much closer to him than he was to Tubbo, to the point where he has told you everything.

Even about his exile...

Because of your closeness to him, he somehow got even more protective but also calmed down his threats.

Like, now you could talk to Niki and Eret again, but you were not allowed to leave your house at night alone, especially after mobs have spawned.

Hell sometimes if he’s really paranoid, he’ll go to your house and spend the night just to make sure mobs don’t bang on your door or ruin anything.

He straight up took the time out of his life to fence the property around your house off and fill it with torches so things didn’t spawn in.

Sure he’ll call you slightly insulting names, but he makes sure that they wouldn’t be too painful for you before saying them aloud.

Tubbo still tries to be nice and manipulative, which Ranboo tries to stop, but it’s pretty much worthless at this point.

He’s lost.

He knows it, Ranboo knows it, and Tommy damn well brags about it.

Tubbo does end up crying to you quite a bit about it, but you can understand, he’s heartbroken at this point and can’t do anything about it. Tommy and you know about his manipulation tactics, he couldn’t take Tommy’s last life because it would show up on your communicator, and then you would never love him!

Unfortunately, this does cause him to lash out at Ranboo quite a lot which led to their third divorce. Although this one seems quite a bit more permanent, you never know. (Ranboo took Michael)

One evening, Tommy invited you out of the house oddly enough. Even though mobs would be spawning soon? It greatly confused you.

He even asked you to wear nicer clothing? Like a tux or a dress? Either one or both worked in his eyes.

Honestly, you weren’t sure how you were supposed to fight mobs in a fancy outfit, but you trusted him.

“Tommy?” You asked, opening the door as you smoothed out your clothing with your hands and adjusted your hair a tad bit to your liking. It was shocking to see the tall blond nicely cleaned up and wearing a suit, but it was quite a welcome sight!

He nervously adjusted his red tie before holding out a bouquet of perfect (f/f), and cleared his throat, “You... Uh... Clean up nice. I- uh... No- wait... What did Sam say again?” He murmured to himself, “Ah fuck it... You look nice, (Y/n).”

You chuckled as your cheeks flushed a light pink, happily taking the bouquet filled with your favourite flowers, “I’ll put these in a vase and then we can go where you wanna bring me.” With a smile, you quickly placed the flowers in a glass vase filled with water before going back out with Tommy.

“Sh-shall we? Is that a common phrase to say?” He asked as he held out his arm for you to link with his, a habit he picked up from walking you around while you were healing.

“I suppose we shall. Calm down Tommy, no need to be all fancy and stuff around me.” You chirped with a small smiled as you took his arm, linking it with his, “Now, are you going to tell me where we’re going? Or is this supposed to remain a mystery?”

Tomathy visibly relaxed once you told him he didn’t have to be all professional and fancy, beginning to lead you down the Prime Path, “It’s a secret! I worked hard on it too! So you better be grateful or I’ll kick your ass.” He jokingly threatened, smiling a bit as you laughed at his typical attitude.

He led you down the wooden path, the two of you joking the entire way with a goofy smile across your faces. Tommy then took a sudden turn onto a newly made pathway and lead you down it, never answering any questions about it the entire way, even when the buildings turned into a forest. The pathway was lined with fences, and the trees were filled with small hanging lanterns, not only preventing mobs from spawning but also creating a beautiful fairy forest effect.

Seeing your look of awe, he gave a small sheepish laugh, “You like it? Puffy and Sam helped me out with it for the past few days, but this was my idea! And this isn’t even the best part!” He grinned widely before quickly pulling you along again.

The walk wasn’t very long, but it was extremely beautiful. Eventually, he brought you up to a large hill with a massive oak tree where a beautiful picnic was set up, surrounded by lantern light. Even with the lanterns, you were still able to get a clear view of the starry sky above without a single cloud in sight! “Oh my god... Tommy... This is incredible...”

“Innit? Puffy helped me make all the food, but this was my idea. Unless you don’t like it. Then it was Puffy’s idea.” He joked in an attempt to hide his nervousness as he went to ruffle his hair, but then remembered that he had spent a few hours taming it down, so he decided against it.

“I love it! This is so beautiful!” You looked up at him with a bright and happy smile, making him return it with a soft smile of his own, “Come on, oh! There’s a jukebox!” You eagerly pulled him over to the blanket and sat down, taking a look at all the food that had been set out.

The tall male happily took a disc, Mellohi to be precise, out of the enderchest that had been set beside the jukebox, neatly placing it in and pressing the button to make the music play before he sat down beside you. The two of you began to eat the meal that he helped make, joking, laughing and smiling the entire time, having the time of your life. You leaned your head against his shoulder and smiled up at him as you gently held his hand, making him realize even more how important you were to him.

Mellohi, the same song he lost his friend to, was the same song he was listening to while gaining a new important person in his life. You.

The entire night went on with you two eventually falling asleep at the top of the hill, completely unaware of the brown-haired male leaning against a tree. He desperately grasped his shirt where his heart was as tears poured down his shirt.

Tubbo always liked Cat more than Mellohi...

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Tubbo Route - Don’t Let Me Fall

Tubbo was so so glad that he had managed to convince (manipulate) you to live in Snowchester when he did. (In this route)

Somehow managed to convince you to live in the mansion, although it was probably done when you were drowsy on the pain killer potion Phil gave you.

This man would completely ignore his own country to make sure you were well taken care of. Like Ranboo literally had to step into power and start working on things and taking care of Michael.

Speaking of the baby zombie piglin, because you were now bedridden and bored out of your mind, Tubbo frequently brought the child in if Ranboo absolutely demanded that he take over for a bit.

The baby absolutely adored you! The injuries on your body reminded you of the ones he got when he travelled to the overworld, so he didn’t feel alone.

Unfortunately because of your constant pain and drowsiness, Tubbo thought it was best that he stayed in his room. Or maybe that was because he didn’t want him getting close to you too?

It was actually extremely rare for Tubbo to let anyone in to visit you. He actually even got incredibly annoyed when even Phil would come over to restock the potions for you or make sure your wounds were healing.

On a normal day, if you were awake, Tubbo would be blabbering on about some story without a care whether or not you were listening. He would most likely be acting the story out as if it were a play, determined to provide you with as much entertainment by himself as he could.

If you were sleeping, he would also be sleeping, although on a few chairs pushed together in your room. There’s a rare time where he will stay up and watch you to make sure you’re breathing still, but that’s only if he’s really scared and paranoid.

Tommy absolutely REFUSES to even look at Snowchester, so you never really got a chance to thank him for saving you. 

Although... Tubbo very actively tries to convince you that Tommy didn’t even come to help you when you had fallen and that you had been in shock so that’s why you didn’t remember correctly.

At first, you didn’t believe him, but eventually, with constant repetition, you slowly saw it as the truth. You genuinely began to believe that Tommy hadn’t pulled you up and that it was only Tubbo that did.

After quite a few weeks, Phil told Tubbo that you could finally get out of bed, but Tubbo asked him if he was 100% sure MANY times.

The goat hybrid actually didn’t want you to get out of bed and start walking again, worried that you get up would leave him, so he wasn’t going to tell you.

But Ranboo was the one who told you.

This led to quite a violent argument between Ranboo and Tubbo, but there was nothing Tubbo could do since you already knew the information he tried to keep from you.

Tubbo started ignoring you, so Ranboo was the one to try and get you used to walking around again, but this lead to the shorter male getting extremely jealous and helping you instead.

He frequently walks you around Snowchester on a strict set schedule, when he knows no one will be out and no mobs will be spawning.

One time, he didn’t expect Tommy to be walking around the snowy forests when he was walking with you, holding your hand to make sure you didn’t lose your balance. At least that’s what he told you.

Tommy looked... Empty, when he saw you both walking together. But his eyes darkened a bit when his blue eyes landed on your hands twinned together.

Tubbo looked a little hostile in your eyes, but he simply just gave Tommy a sharp smile before trying to pull you along as if he didn’t notice the tears beginning to pool in his ex-best friend’s eyes.

Tommy knew he lost right then and there, so he decided to say fuck it and start screaming degrading names at the two of you, catching you greatly off guard, hurting you badly enough to the point where your feelings were more than a little hurt.

When the founder of Snowchester realized that the blond hurt your feelings, he was quick to lash out back at the other man in your defence, but by then you were already walking away, back to the manor.

It took about ten minutes for him to realize that you went back to the mansion, but when he did, he sprinted through the door in an absolute panic before practically pouncing on you the second his eyes caught sight of you.

He protectively wrapped himself around you and whispered sweet nothings into your ear as you quietly rested your head against his shoulder.

After that, You and Tubbo became a lot closer emotionally. To the point where he called you his platonic wife jokingly, although you both knew he didn’t want to add platonic at the beginning.

He began to tell you about everything that weighed heavy on his shoulders, like his death from Technoblade’s fireworks, even to being threatened by Dream during the disc war.

When he noticed that you were genuinely beginning to care about him, his manipulation and jealousy actually began to calm down quite a lot.

You could actually spend time with Michael and Ranboo without anyone getting yelled at by Tubbo and causing him to get ridiculously jealous.

He began to take over his job as the founder of Snowchester, now actually trusting Ranboo to keep you company and even letting him take you outside during the day. But he refused to let you out during the night.

He’s just worried about mobs. Creepers especially.

Everything seems relatively like it was before that one day before Tommy and Tubbo completely lashed out at each other.

Tommy does often try and talk to you when Tubbo isn’t around, but both you and Ranboo try and put a stop to it as quickly as possible,

He’s lost.

He hurt you, and Ranboo couldn’t help but miss how Tubbo used to be, so if keeping Tommy away from you makes Tubbo act normal, he will damn well make sure that Tommy stays countries away from you.

This does cause Wilbur’s younger brother to break down a little bit, which you can genuinely understand, even if you hold a grudge against him for not saving you and yelling at you, you knew he did have feelings for you at one point even if he refused to admit it.

Unfortunately, this does cause quite a bit of pranks and explosions to stir up around Snowchester and the L’Manberg crater, but they stop within a few weeks. Tommy probably got scolded by either Sam, Phil or Puffy,

One morning, Tubbo invited you to spend a day outside of the mansion with him after a heavy snowfall.

He spent almost all morning outside, doing something he refused to tell you about, and when he came in to wake you up, his face was already cherry red from the cold.

How could he even want to go back into the freezing cold without any sort of warm drink or even sitting in front of the fire for a bit!?

“How are you so... Full of energy?” You murmured from behind the bathroom door as you got changed into your warmer clothing for when you do go outside. The door was cracked open a small bit so you could hear Tubbo rambling on and on about how he had a great surprise for you.

“Come on! It’ll be fun!” He was obviously grinning with excitement. When you walked out of the bathroom in your thick clothing and jacket, he bounced up from his spot on the edge of your bed, “Finally! Let’s go! Hurry, before it snows or gets warmer.”

You only nodded curiously and he grabbed your hand, eagerly pulling you out of your room and down the large stairs that lead towards the door. He pushed the large doors open with a bit of difficulty due to the snow piled up, but with your help, you both managed to slip out the door. Tubbo happily grabbed your hand again and began leading you down towards the docks where the water was covered with a thick sheet of ice, “Oh it must’ve got really cold last night... What are you showing me?”

“Over here!” He pulled you over to a large half-sphere made out of snow. He led you over to a hole in the side of it before dropping down to his knees and crawling through the entrance, “Come on!”

Blinking in surprise, you hesitantly followed him inside of the handmade snow building and gave a small gasp of glee as you saw that it was an igloo! The inside had a few blankets on the ground, preventing you from sitting on the icy snow-covered ground, there were a few lanterns placed on small snow hills preventing the small room from being dark, plus there was a small basket of what looked like two thermoses and a bit of food, “Tubbo! Did you build this?”

“I did! I also spent last night building it too!” He grinned widely, his ears wiggling with glee, “But this isn’t even the best part! Check over here!” The brunet shuffled over to another basket before pulling out a pair of white boots with silver blades bolted to the bottoms.

“Ice skates?” You tilted your head a bit as you crawled over and pulled out the pair that looked to be your size, “But I can’t skate...”/”How did you even know I could skate?”

Tubbo only turned his happy grin towards you, “I’ll show you how! Don’t worry, I won’t let you fall!”/”You briefly mentioned that you missed skating once or twice when you were all dopey on painkillers a few months ago!” He pulled out his pair of skates and began to take off his boots. (After getting his skates on he helped you with yours if you didn’t know how to lace them up.)

Once your new footwear was all tied up, he helped you up and carefully lead you outside with his arms tightly wrapped around you to help you keep your balance. (Even if you did know how to skate, he was still worried about you falling.) Tubbo carefully led you towards the ice and helped you stand up straight on the frozen water, making sure that you wouldn’t fall.

“See?” He smiled softly and held your hands tightly as he began to skate backwards, pulling you along with him until you slowly got a hold of what you were doing. “You (still) got it!”

You two slid and slipped around on the ice, laughing, smiling and spinning around with the other, but suddenly out of nowhere, your blade got caught in a groove of the ice that likely got chipped out when you two were skating around. With a small cry, you felt your legs slip out from under you and you immediately shut your eyes, awaiting the inevitable impact as a result of gravity.

Thankfully, two arms wrapped around your frame before you hit the ground. You slowly cracked open your eyes and saw your best friend holding you tightly against him. Your (e/c) eyes stared into his blue ones for a few moments before your face broke into a smile. “You caught me...”

“I would never let you fall...”

There two of you continued to skate around, having fun in the other's presence, completely unaware of the blond hidden behind a snowbank with his hand clasped tightly over his mouth and tears beginning to freeze to his reddened cheeks.

Tommy often found himself wishing he had let you fall...

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Tommy & Tubbo Route - Rhythm of the Storm

Because your original housing was set between Snowchester and the Prime Path, it was surprisingly an equal distance between Tubbo’s mansion and Tommy’s house.

In the beginning, Tommy would go to your house first in the mornings, then leave around noon when Tubbo would come, but the constant social interaction left you always sleeping through either one of their visits.

It got to the point where you asked both of them to come by at the same time so you could talk with them both at the same time.

This caught them both off guard that you wanted both of their attention at the same time, but then only began to see benefits from them meeting with you together.

Now you weren’t out cold during the mornings when Tommy opened the door, and now you weren’t asleep by 2pm when Tubbo was over. Plus they could both take care of you at the same time!

There were a few times when either of the boys’ yandere tendencies peaked out, but you or the other would scold them out of it. Or Tommy would give Tubbo a small smack upside the head which would make him scream dramatically like a baby goat.

While they did take your injuries relatively seriously, they also were joking with you and cheered you up with their antics, preventing you from falling into a depression from staying inside all day and every day.

On a normal day, if you were awake and had more energy than normal, Tommy would be telling you incredible stories of his travels and Tubbo would be either making food or potions. Tommy isn’t allowed near the brewing stands or the stove anymore if you’re wondering.

On a bad day, if you barely had any energy and could barely stay awake, the two boys would be much quieter and let you sleep. On those days, they would ask Phil if you were actually okay, or they would go back to their respective homes.

If your burns are causing you immense amounts of pain one day, Tommy will refuse to even be in the same room as you and will genuinely beg Tubbo, Ranboo or Philza to stop your pain. Even if he doesn’t like others being around you, he’s beginning to accept Tubbo’s care towards you but he’s still wary about his father and Tubbo’s husband.

Speaking of, Ranboo and Michael had seemingly disappeared from Snowchester, but Phil assured you that they were both in the Tundra, (And to keep it a secret from Tubbo.)

On Phil’s latest visit, he told you that you could get up and out of bed without irritating the burns on your legs, although you might have trouble at first.

Upon hearing the news, Tubbo and Tommy were at your sides in seconds, asking if you wanted to get up and encouraging you to try. If you didn’t want to, they (mostly Tubbo) would understand about it and leave you to sit on the fact for a bit.

If you did, Tubbo would be at your injured side to make sure your bandages stayed together when you got up, while Tommy would be on your good side and mostly holding you up if your balance was bad enough.

Tubbo wanted to help you walk around at night, just in case you were self-conscious of your burns, but Tommy was too worried about any sort of mob approaching you. While they knew they could protect you, they just didn’t want to take any risks.

Tubbo will burst out crying after he hears an explosion, meanwhile, Tommy will freeze completely still. Which is also what happened during the mining incident that caused you to get injured, which is why Tubbo was the one to scream and continue to cry long after they had saved you.

Because of this, they don’t want to face a creeper with you around to see them panic and be in danger while they struggled to get themselves together.

When you’re out walking around, Tubbo is extremely patient and Tommy at least tries to hold his complaints. 

If someone even looks at you wrong, they’ll have an angry raccoon boy yelling threats at them and Tubbo drawing his sword. They usually run with their tails between their legs afterwards.

If you collapsed on the walk from the pain, the amount of panic that would happen would be enough to have every single parental figure in the SMP running to help you. Luckily when it did happen, Badboyhalo was there and was strong enough to carry you without irritating your burns, and even gave a few pointers on how to help with burns. He had to raise Sapnap. He would know.

When you woke up at your home, you saw Tubbo and Tommy actually having a civil conversation with the large 9ft demon rather than threatening him to get away from you. That could've been because he was a demon though. But you were still proud!

You guessed that they still thought you were asleep when Bad left because you heard them murmuring and trying to keep quiet as they most likely made lunch.

Because of their conversation with Bad, and proving to you that they can actually behave themselves, you began to realize that their Yandere tendencies were calming down a lot. Meaning you weren't scared of them that much anymore, and you were beginning to accept their feelings towards you.

Unfortunately... You couldn't pick between them... And didn't know how open they would be to polyamory, but seeing as they weren't ripping each other's throats out, maybe their reactions wouldn't be too terrible?

Tubbo began to tell you about everything that bothered him, currently and formerly, like his death from Technoblade’s fireworks, even to being threatened by Dream during the disc war, or the nukes disappearing and his worry about whether or not Tommy cares about him.

Tommy also began to open up as well. Telling you about his brothers and father, his exile, his fear that Tubbo doesn't care about him anymore, and his third canon death.

After the two began to open up more, you began to realize they weren't being as clingy and desperate for your attention, most likely now trusting you to spend time with people other than them.

Maybe because they were catching on to you slowly beginning to return their feelings...

Everything seems relatively like it was before that one day before Tommy and Tubbo completely lashed out at each other.

A few weeks after your body became completely healed, the two boys spent a few days away from you, which you were curious about but never really commented on it.

One day when they both arrived at your house at their usual time, they were dressed up for an adventure and their bags were filled with everything that anyone would need.

They eagerly pulled you out of bed at some ungodly hour in the morning, although Tubbo thankfully had breakfast (and coffee) ready which you ate before going to get dressed into appropriate clothing and your god armour that Tubbo made, that was equipped with a new god sword that Tommy made you!

This was your first adventure since the explosion in the mine, and you damn well wanted to have fun.

"Okay, okay! Damn, Big Man, calm down!" You groaned as you threw the bag over your shoulders and tightened the straps accordingly. Once you tied up the laces on your boots, you straightened up and without fail, you felt both of your hands being grabbed before you got dragged out the door.

"We've been planning this for a few days! Nothing will stop us now!" Tubbo cheered, hopping along beside you as he held your scarred hand, "We have everything we could ever need for the next week!"

Your surprised reaction was ignored as Tommy continued dragging you down the Prime Path with a map in his free hand, "A whole week? That's quite a long adventure! Are you sure we'll be able to handle it?"

"Relax (N/n)! We were both raised by Philza Minecraft! Y'know, Survivalist extraordinaire? We know how to ration, build a shelter if needed, and everything in between!" Tubbo gave you a wide and cheesy grin as he spoke about the man who raised him, despite not actually being related to him. (Dadschlatt AU if you're wondering)

The three of you ventured off through many acres of forests and other biomes, holding hands and chatting away the entire time. Tommy let it slip that you were going to find buried treasure and maybe a woodland mansion if you were feeling brave enough, which is why he was always holding the map.

"Tommy, (Y/n)! Look!" Tubbo squeaked out happily as he saw a field of dozens of different flowers with bees hurriedly buzzing about to pollinate the plants around. The sight of the yellow and black bugs caused Tubbo to make happy little bleating sounds as his ears wiggled.

You and Tommy exchanged glances with a small smile, knowing very well you wouldn't be able to pull the hybrid away from them. "I suppose it is about time for a break..." You murmured as you were dragged off by the smaller brunet, thus pulling Tommy along as well.

The three of you sat down in the flower field, placing out a blanket to prevent yourselves from getting covered in dirt, despite knowing that it'll happen anyway. You set out the food Tubbo had packed while the two teenage boys ran around, having fun and, well just being teenagers.

Yes, Tommy got chased by bees.

Tubbo made you, himself and Tommy a flower crown, which you proudly wore, but Tommy was a bit more hesitant which you eventually made him get over by giving him a begging look. Yours was a bunch of (f/f) varying with colours, Tubbo's was a variety of yellows and white flowers, while Tommy's was mostly red and white.

While you three enjoyed your small picnic, you were all completely unaware of the fleeting bees, closing flowers and scattering animals. It was only when Tubbo's ears began to flick oddly did he lift his head, "I think there's a storm quickly approaching..."

You lifted your head and rose your arm to block the sun from your eyes to look at the quickly darkening clouds, "Oh damn, yeah we gotta go find shelter. Like now." You hurriedly grabbed your bag and began shoving the foot containers in it while Tommy and Tubbo packed everything else up too.

Despite your best efforts, you three quickly got caught in the downpour of rain and became absolutely drenched in rain by the time you found a small and shallow cave to hide in. "Aw fuck... Absolutely perfect! Sam said it wasn't gonna rain todaaaaay!" Tommy whined dramatically as he slumped against the stone wall.

You sighed and began pulling out the blanket again, knowing very well that you'd all be here for a while. When Tommy stopped whining about how he thought it was gonna be perfect weather, he helped Tubbo with starting a fire so you could all dry your sweaters that you had been wearing.

The two boys plopped down on the blanket on either side of you, Tommy hiding his head on your shoulder while Tubbo was curled up with his head against your lap, (After asking for permission of course) trying their best to drown out the sound of the sounds of the booming thunder.

After a few moments, you used the consistent pattern in the rain to keep beat before beginning to hum a soft tune while you ran your fingers through their damp hair.

Slowly, Tommy and Tubbo fell asleep, leaning against you while you hummed along to the rhythm of the storm...

=

Neither Route - Left the Game

Your house was quite out of the way from the Prime Path and Snowchester, in fact, quite possibly even closer to the Tundra. (In this route.)

Meaning that you were pretty far out of the way from everyone except for Ranboo, Phil and Techno. Which prevented both Tubbo and Tommy from coming around often, meaning Ranboo and Phil had to help you with a lot.

You felt bad because you didn't know either of them too, too well, but at least you knew you would definitely be getting better.

Ranboo actually had no problem helping you with your injuries, although he had to carefully write down what he gave you and when.

During your road to recovery, Ranboo and Tubbo's relationship became incredibly worse as the goat hybrid became even more manipulative and violent.

You became a personal therapist and babysitter for him and Michael, in return for him helping take care of you.

Speaking of Michael, the reason Ranboo hadn't joined you on the mining trip was because Phil had finished making a potion that would allow Michael to survive in the Tundra.

Tubbo and Tommy's violent habits had quickly doubled over the time when they couldn't see you, but luckily for you, the one time they did try to visit, Techno had come with Phil to meet you.

They ran out immediately.

Yes, Techno asked you about how you felt about anarchy.

Whether or not you joined the Syndicate is up to you.

Ranboo then told Techno and Phil about how Tubbo and Tommy were obsessed with you, and that your life was possibly in danger.

Technoblade only said that he had no way to help you, but Philza's fatherly instincts kicked in and he wanted to protect you both from the two boys he raised.

Once you got all healed up your burns scarred over, Phil and Ranboo already had an idea of how to keep you both and Michael safe.

It was highly risky and would leave you with only one life until you come back to the DreamSMP.

Phil was going to give you access to his Hardcore server.

Both you and Ranboo had a long and serious talk about it, but then remembered he was literally rich. He had dozens of totems!

Techno made you three totem pendants for you to wear around your necks, so you wouldn't always have to hold the totems.

(Philza asked his wife, Kristen the Goddess of Void and Death, to keep an extra close eye on you three and make sure if any of you do die, it's incredibly quick and painless.)

Standing in front of Phil, your bags filled with everything you would need to survive in the hardcore world, you watched as the centuries-old avian scanned you three up and down.

"I'll ask you both one final time." He sighed after he deemed all of your equipment and armour worthy. The blond fatherly figure stood in front of you and Ranboo as you held Michael with a glowing green orb in his hand, "Are you sure? There are no respawns when you run out of totems."

"Yes. It'll be much safer than the DreamSMP..." Ranboo murmured quietly, quickly scrawling as much as he could fit into his memory book before he forgot anything, "Even if it isn't permanent... We just need to run."

When Phil turned to you, you couldn't help but take a deep breath, "Yeah," You murmured, shifting the young piglin child on your hip, "I'm sure. Thanks again Philza... We really needed to be somewhere where they wouldn't find us..."

"I'll check up on you both once a week. Remember, travelling through servers will disorient you for quite a while and you quite probably won't understand where you are at first-"

"(Y/n)!!!" An angry yell came from the forest, and you turned your head just in time to see Tommy and Tubbo running in your direction.

You and Ranboo hurriedly whipped your head to face Phil again, but he seemed to have caught on before you both as there was a portal swirling with greens and golds beside him, "Go! Now! I'll see you both tomorrow! Remember, you can take anything you need to increase the chances of your survival!"

Ranboo got over his shock much quicker than you did because he grabbed your arm and leapt through the portal, bringing you and Michael along.

Ranboo Beloved left the game.

(Y/n) (L/n) left the game.

Michael Underscore-Beloved left the game.

[yandere-daydreams]

Title: Learned Helplessness.

Commissioned by the very lovely, very patient @99shadowcat99.

Pairing: Yandere!Hawks/Reader (BNHA).

Word Count: 1.6k.

TW: Mindbreak, Slight Stockholm Syndrome, Themes of Past Abuse, Physical Abuse, Emotional Manipulation, Slight Gaslighting, Unhealthy Coping Mechanisms, and Implied Kidnapping.

Sometimes, Keigo had to wonder if there was ever a point where you hadn’t been afraid of him.

It’d always been there, even if Keigo liked to remember your anxious smiles and stuttered greetings in a kinder light. It made sense, in the moment, the way you kept your eyes on the floor when you first approached him, struggling to introduce yourself as you fumbled with the disposable cup in your hands, caught between the urge to leave an off-shift hero alone and the temptation get your favorite idol’s autograph before he could slip out of the small, back-alley bar you found him in. You’d been nervous, obviously, hesitant to admit you were just as eager as he was when he asked for your number, when he called you for the first time – hell, it took him months just to get you to spend the night in his apartment. You were shy. He liked that about you. You’d always been so timid.

The fear, the genuine fear, started later on. He remembered it, the weeks you spent holing yourself up in the smallest corner you could find, how many times he tried to lure you out and how many times he was met screaming and thrashing and struggling, but you’d always been scared, slow to adjust, reluctant to sit still and listen when he asked you so nicely to try. You wanted to be loved, but you didn’t know how to let your guard down. You wanted him, but…

But, he was making excuses. You were never shy. You’d never really been scared. Even when things went bad, he doubted you were ever really afraid of him.

You were afraid now, though, and if he’d been a better man, he might’ve been able to admit he was the reason why.

Your hands were shaking. Violently, visibly, despite your attempts to keep them folded behind your back, to keep the evidence of your paranoia out of sight and out of mind. It was enough to give you away, though, and if it hadn’t been, your posture would’ve done it, too stiff and too rigid to be comfortable, or your bowed head, or the smile you couldn’t seem to force onto your grim expression as he let himself into the kitchen, stopping to lean in the doorway. Already, it felt like an invasion, despite the fact that he’d taken you to his villa, on his property, far away from anyone or anything you’d interact with willingly. He was home too soon, and this wasn’t his territory, anymore. He wasn’t your caretaker, anymore. He’d lost the right to think of himself as such a benevolent figure.

But, he tried. You had to give him that. Out of the two of you, he was the only one trying to make this work. “No need to be shy,” He started, keeping his tone as neutral as he could. You didn’t react well when he raised his voice, and when he tried to be more gentle, to soften himself into something delicate and unimposing, you never bought the act. He couldn’t blame you. If he didn’t know how sweet you could be, how playful and how loving, he wouldn’t know to be dissatisfied with the frightened thing you currently were. “I don’t bite, (Y/n), you know that. You can calm down.”

He wanted you to correct him. He wanted you to grit your teeth, to cross your arms, to get angry. You only nodded, narrowing your eyes at the tiling. “You… you’re early.” Your voice was quiet, barely above a mumble, but it was still an improvement. Not long ago, you’d refused to talk to him at all, and when he could choke a few words out of you, he’d have to deal with the breakdown that came afterward, the pleads for mercy forced out between hitched sobs. This was better. He could tell himself that this was better, even if it was less, too. “I’m sorry, I should’ve been there to greet you. I would’ve, if I thought you were going to—”

You were rambling, again. Keigo didn’t have a problem with that, not by itself, not when so many memories he had of your absent-minded tangents were still tinted with that sparkling, rose-colored haze, but he didn’t care for this, panicked muttering only made more painful by the way you shifted your weight, managing to hold your tense smile, this time. Did he ask you to do that? Smile when he was around? Play house and pretend you were happy when your captor chose to pay attention to you? It seemed like something he would do, back when he still thought that wearing you down was the solution. Fuck, it seemed like something he would do now, if he didn’t already know how painful it was to watch you try.

“It’s alright,” He cut you off, taking half a step forward. Instantly, reflexively, you flinched back, that slight shudder suddenly more pronounced. It wasn’t just your hands, now, your shoulders were shaking too, your jaw locking into place as you leaned into the sharp edge of the countertop. “Sweetheart,” He tried, moving forward before realizing his mistake and freezing, cursing under his breath. Predictably, none of it did anything to soothe you. “Baby, I just wanted to see you, that’s all. I got off early, and I figured we could—”

A stifled gasp interrupted him, just the hint of a sob. A month ago, he would’ve taken it as a sign of disobedience, another bad habit you had to be trained out of. Now, it was all he could do to stop himself from wishing you would cry, kick and bite and scratch at him until you’re too exhausted to care that he'd be the one comforting you. At least that way, he’d get to touch you. At least that way, you’d be something, other than afraid.

“Please, I just—I haven’t done anything!” Because you’ve been good. Because so much as being near him was a punishment. Because he wanted you to love him and now, he was paying the price for hoping he could ever do something so shamelessly heroic. “I can’t— please, don’t come any closer, I don’t know if I can—”

He wanted to hold you. That was all he could think about. He just wanted to hold you, the actual you. Not whatever shell he’d gotten used to living with. “Stop talking.”

You clenched your eyes shut, then you opened them again. Like a child, trying to blink away the remnants of a nightmare after just waking up. “I’m so—”

“Stop talking.” In his defense, he didn’t yell, he knew how much you hated it. He did yell, he didn’t throw a tantrum, not like you would’ve, not like you were about to by the time he stepped forward, crossing whatever ridiculous boundary you were so convinced he had to respect. You moved to shrink into yourself, but he grabbed you before you could collapse, catching you by the bicep and latching onto your hip, refusing to let you fall and make him seem like the bad guy. You already had your fun. You’d already gotten away with enough. You had to know he would put his foot down eventually, and you didn’t have the right to seem so shocked, when he finally did. “Just stop talking. Shut up. Don’t say a goddamn word until I tell you to, fucking brat.”

Now, now, you were crying, tears welling in your eyes and rolling down your cheeks, your entire body trembling like he’d ever given you a reason not to trust him, like he’d ever hurt you a reason to think he had anything but your happiness in-mind. He couldn’t bring himself to care, not about the tears, not about the excuses you were stumbling through, and not about the way you were holding yourself, your arms crossed over your stomach and your nails embedded in your sides, a moment away from drawing blood. He just couldn’t bring himself to care.

You didn’t say anything, but he still shook his head, sighed, made a show of cupping your cheek and idly brushing away your tears. “It’s my fault,” He admitted, letting the disappointment seep into his voice, allowing his tone to dip into something superior. Compared to your whimpering, at least. “I trusted you to get better on your own, and I shouldn’t have. I thought you could pull yourself together, but clearly, I was wrong. You just can’t do anything on your own, can you?”

You looked like you wanted to say something, to argue. You didn’t, but you looked like you wanted to, and that was enough to make his heart skip a beat on its own.

“I’m tired of this.” Just as quickly as he took you up, he let you go, watching in silence as you struggled to stay on your feet. “Go to your room. Yours, not mine. I don’t want to look at you if you’re going to act like I’ve done anything but help you.”

You looked at him, at that, met his gaze for the first time since you decide doing so was a death-wish. It was only for a breath, a fraction of a second, but he still saw it – that spark, that light, that hint of something other than thoughtless, blank fear. It wasn’t positive, the adoration he would’ve liked or the resigned neutrality he would’ve tolerated, but it was something. It was something, and it had been so, so long since you’d given Keigo anything.

He couldn’t make you love him. He’d tried, he failed, and he’d tried again and made thing worse. It was over. He just couldn’t do it.

But, he was beginning to think you didn’t need to love him. Not as much as he loved you. Not at all, really.

Not if he could get you to hate him enough to make up the difference.

[k3lynn]

mine — katsuki bakugou

yandere! katsuki bakugou x reader

cw: yandere au, 3rd year bakugou, violence, reader got female genitalia, anger, off-“screen” murder, mention of (minor) character death, blood, lucidness, possessiveness, degradation, manipulation, stalking, threats, masturbation, implication of sex, swearing, assault, narcissism, horror, slightly delusional katsuki, panic attack, non con, mention of suicide

- I do not condone any of the behavior here, nor do I try to romanticize it. (definition: make it seem like a good thing) any future/current dark fics are purely for entertainment purposes. Also, I don’t think bakugou would EVER do this- I’m just using some dark traits he used to have and twisting them to fit this situation. Not completely proof read and edited, I am exhausted right now I’m sorry. I say some mean things about some characters but I don’t mean it 💗

words: 1.8k

𝙱𝙰𝙲𝙺 𝚃𝙾 𝙱𝙽𝙷𝙰 𝙼𝙰𝚂𝚃𝙴𝚁𝙻𝙸𝚂𝚃 // 𝙱𝙰𝙲𝙺 𝚃𝙾 𝚈𝙰𝙽𝙳𝙴𝚁𝙴 𝙼𝙰𝚂𝚃𝙴𝚁𝙻𝙸𝚂𝚃

Look at me.

Look at me.

Look at me.

Look at me.

Look at me.

WHY WON’T YOU LOOK AT ME.

Poor little Y/N. You’ve caught the Big Bad Wolf’s attention. Ready to snatch you up and drag you into the deepest parts of the forest where no one will ever find you.

You’ll be all mine, and I’ll be the only thing you’ll ever have to see again.

You’ve been in the same class for 3 years now- and all he had to show for it is an occasional wave, and a shy little “Hi Bakugou” every morning that made his heart leap out of his chest.

Enough for most, but not for him.

In turn, he would tsk. Facing away and setting his head down on the desk- attempting to hide the roaring blush adorning his cheeks and the subtle shuffling in his pants- the way your voice alone could make his balls tighten in need.

Still- you give him merely a glance. He is always around you, but your attention is given to someone else.

Any extra would overlook his grumbling for typical-Katsuki doing his own thing. In reality, he’s holding himself back from snapping and taking you by force.

He wants you to come to him.

You have no reason not to. He’s perfect. Probably the best student to ever enter U.A. High, and on path to become the best pro hero to ever graduate from it.

Coming first in both the Entrance Exams AND the sports festival- a victory he still denies, holding some of the highest grades in class- 3rd only to some geek girl he could easily out-rank in combat and that shitty half n’ half. Even perceptiveness, intellect, and determination that can rival dumb Deku.

He even possesses great skills in cooking and music- Katsuki is a natural-born genius. Anybody who isn’t conscious towards his incredible talents might as well be living under a rock-

Unbeknownst to you, he’s giving you the generous chance to decide when you’ll be his. But his patience wears thinner every day.

It would have only taken a second to turn around in your seat and notice his piercing red eyes glaring at the back of your head.

So why don’t you notice me.

-

He doesn’t understand why it’s you he obsesses about. He can’t even remember when this whole mess started.

He tried denying his feelings. But quickly- they built up and festered inside him, begging to come out. Love, possessiveness, same thing.

Whether it be watching your twist and turn in the obstacle course- then running to the nearest bathroom to furiously grip his cock.

Snatching your chapstick when you’re not looking and rubbing it all around his own lips- imagining that’s what your lips would taste like if you just kissed him-

Restraining you during combat training by wrapping his arms around you- squeezing your breast a little more than necessary. Pinning you to the floor until you admit defeat.

Or even sneaking into your dorm while you’re in the shower to grab a new pair of panties from your dirty laundry, adding it to the stash he keeps hidden under his bed.

Stalking you. Keeping you close at all times without you even knowing it.

Indeed, he knows he’s a sick and twisted human being.

But by now he hardly cares- he’s worked too hard to ever even imagine of changing his perfect target. Nobody is more deserving of you than him.

So if he has to confront, threaten, and beat every single person in this stupid school to monopolize you for himself- he gladly will. Anyone who goes againts that is challenging him.

He scoffs anytime a boy approaches you- it’s well known around school that anyone who attempts to buddy up with you mysteriously ends up in a hospital room with no recollection of what happened. People even started seeing you as a sign of bad luck.

He’s nice enough to allow you some friends though. But only ones who will guarantee you’ll be around him as much as possible.

So you sit with him, Kirishima, racoon eyes, dunce face, and tape boy in lunch. No one else. Right in front of him.

You’re chatting away with Mina, but unusually, something special came up in conversation.

He always stays focused on his lunch- switching between listening in and day dreaming about bending you over the lunch table and grinding on your ass-

Katsuki’s stomach dropped. His eyes widened- what did Mina just say?

There’s a boy in the management department, a quirkless 2nd year nobody smart enough to somehow get into U.A.

And he asked you out on a date after school.

Shit.

No.

No no no no-

No- this isn’t how it’s supposed to-

My throat burns.

When did he- when did you-

You’re going to say no, right?

I cant breathe.

You don’t like anyone- I know this

I know everything about you- I-

My chest hurts-

You’re mine.

And if he thinks I’ll share then I’ll-

“Mina stop being so loud please...” your delicate little voice whispered.

The rest of the table already took notice of what was going on- bombarding you with questions that made you flustered.

“Woah woah- Y/n, what’s your answer?” dunce face peeps out, Bakugou swore he could smack that grin off his face right then and there.

Katsuki turns to look at you again- a chill traveling down his spine once he made eye contact, but your stare quickly fell to the floor.

“I’m not sure yet- probably not.. ha.” You shrugged- a light pink dusting over your cheeks. The others, satisfied, dismiss the topic.

Had it have been anybody else observing, they wouldn’t have thought much of it. But Katsuki knows you like the back of his hand. Successfully deceiving him would be harder than taking down All For One.

You’re lying... aren’t you? In front of him too- All because of this quirkless fucking loser-

Katsuki hates lies.

.

.

.

I’m going to kill him.

-

The walk back to your dorm was disappointing to say the least. But you can’t expect someone to be in the best of moods when they’ve been stood up.

You almost couldn’t believe it either- he had seemed so kind and genuine that you stood there for an extra 2 hours. But that’s your luck with boys-

‘I hope you got a good laugh out of it, jerk.’ You huffed before inserting the key into your rooms lock.

Turning on the lights, you allow your eyes to adjust for a moment before stepping inside and walking to your desk.

“You were waiting for that jackass for so long I almost started thinking you would never come back...”

You let out a startled cry before dropping your keys and whirling around in a flash- recognizing Katsuki’s back as he slowly closes the door.

“Bakugou? Why are you-“

“was he really that special.”

“What do you mean was....“ It’s then you noticed the blood dripping down his arms and hands- your door decorated with the same shade of crimson.

“oh my god.. Bakugou,”

That’s why the poor boy never showed up.

You knew about Katsuki’s “little” crush on you for a while now. His stares weren’t exactly the most subtle after all-

You found his uncertainty adorable, heck, a part of you was waiting for him to confess. But you would have never imagined his infatuation went this far.

“It doesn’t matter anyway. He’ll never love you as much as I do.”

He lifts his head, and your eyes meet his. Bloodshot- as if he’d been crying, but the evident smirk on his face showed nothing but pure malice.

“Not that he’ll ever get the chance to anyways”

He’s too fast, too close to the door, he has all the advantage in this situation. But you have to try. You have to leave this room at this very moment or you may never make it out alive. There’s no reasoning with him.

You clutch your heart. He steps forward, and you instinctively bolt to the door.

A few easy moves and he has you pinned by the neck on the ground, legs bent and used to hold your arms from jerking too much. His free hand is outstretched, creating small explosions that made you automatically stiffen your movement.

“Bakugou please- I won’t ever tell anyone, we can forget about this and I’ll pretend it neve-“

“I don’t need you to be quiet. I’m the boy who rejected a direct offer from the League of Villains, one of the best students in U.A. high- even if you do rat me out, they’ll never believe you...”

His grip on your neck tightened- nails cutting through skin and little droplets of blood start showing up. His hand starts heating up and a panic courses through your veins.

“I’ll kill you before they even begin to suspect me.”

Choked sobs escape your lips from the pain and fear surging through your body- “I- I thought you said you lo-loved me.”

“I do... that’s why you’ll be mine forever.”

He leaned down, low enough for you to feel his warm breath- then used his tongue to sadistically lick off the tears running down your cheek, a salty but satisfying flavor entering his mouth.

“In this life, and the next. It’s up to you when we see the later.”

You nod, hoping he relaxes the pressure on your neck. His face softens, something you swore you would never see in Bakugou. He releases his hold.

“You made me mess up your neck, next time don’t be so mean.”

He tilted your chin up, observing the scratches and bruises littered all around it. As soon as he determines there’s no serious injury, he picks you up to lay you on your bed. Climbing in next to you and wrapping an arm around your hips.

“Couples cuddle like this all the time don’t they.”

You gave him silence, although he didn’t mind. With one glare he had you shuffling to move closer to his chest.

“they also kiss.”

You know that right now, there’s no point in fighting. So you give in to what he wants in hopes that one day, you’ll break free from the hold he secretly had on you for so long. You’ll play along. You’ll survive.

You shudder as his hands reach to cradle your cheek, wiping the blood of the boy all over it. He loved it. It proved he won. He gave a light kiss to your lips before attacking your neck, set on putting a new type of bruise on you.

“You should start calling me Katsuki.”

“Ka- Katsuki.” You barely managed to whimper out.

He caresses your hair, cooing soft whispers into your ear in an attempt to calm your sniffling. An action you would have seen as sweet if it weren’t for the constant threat of death over your shoulder.

Your breath hitches in horror as you feel his warm hands trail down your body, gripping your smooth inner thigh before delicately starting to drag his fingers up.

“You know...

You silently beg for him to stop.

“There’s one more thing couples do.”

-if anyone is interested- should I make a part 2? (Future edit, I’m not satisfied with this, I might end up rewriting in the future)

© 2021 k3lynn, do not modify or repost without permission

[sunshineneedsaplacetokeephernsfw]

Immortal - 3 (kintober)

Midoriya - Desk

Female reader

Warnings: 18+(minors dni), dubcon, possible manipulation

Word count: 2,098

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You faded in and out of continuous. You had a dream you were back. Skipping in the streets of the city. A giant radio was on top of a tall building, only spewing out static. But what dream didn't have abnormalities. You would much rather take that than where you were now.

Every time your eyes open in the dim not-dark, you remembered where you were and decided to close your eyes again. To drift back into sleep where nothing hurt. No villains, no rapists, no mansion suspended in nothing. Just a wacky dreamland that resembled your home.

Eventually, it became impossible to drift back to sleep. It almost hurt as your body became restless. You had no idea how long you had been asleep, with the window to the outside still black. Your back hurt from how you slept and your groin was sore from…

You shook your head and put it out of mind. That would only make you cry more and you didn’t want to waste more time.

You traced on your arm where you thought you had run the other day. It was even harder to remember now, but at least your mind wasn't as fuzzy. You needed a map. Unfortunately, you didn't have one of those. You could attempt to make one, though, you needed a pen and paper for that.

Maybe you could use paper from a book. You felt bad at the idea of marking up one of the pages in a book. But you would have to resort to that if you couldn't find anything else.

Whilst still sitting, you opened a drawer and rummaged through it. Then the one on the other side of you. There was an ink bottle and an old style pen. The kind of pen that was all metal and sharp at the tip, and could only be used for its true purpose with a bottle of ink at hand. At the bottom of the drawer on your left, there were sheets of paper stacked haphazardly.

You carefully picked it up and examined it. It looked like notes, theories on how to leav-

"Those are mine."

You nearly jumped out of your skin. You hit your shoulder on the desk as you stood up. You winced, but pretended not to notice the pain.

Standing just beyond the desk was a man with curly green hair. His muscles were defined, and something about him seemed familiar too. And you took that as a sign to stay cautious. You took a few steps back. You concealed the sharp pen in your hand and pressed against your thigh and wrist.

"Who are you?" You demanded.

"I should be the one asking you. You were the one looking through my things."

You nearly stumbled back at the sudden reminder that this mansion could very well belong to someone.

"Sorry."

"Were you looking for something?" His eyes showed genuine curiosity. He appeared to be more mentally stable than Kaminari.

"Pen and paper."

"Why?"

Was there any reason not to tell him?

"...To make a map."

You stared closer. You were absolutely sure you had seen him before.

"You're a little jumpy, aren't you?" He said.

"Well, I met your blond fri-" It clicked. Kaminari had gone missing, and you just remembered one of the other students. One who had more attention in the media.

"Which blond friend?"

"Kaminari Denki."

He laughed. "He calls me his friend, but we really aren't. Not anymore at least."

"You're... Deku! Did every missing U.A. student end up here!?" Or was the mansion the reason they went missing at the same time?

"We did. But after a while we went our separate ways. As separate as we could get in here. Todoroki and 'Kacchan' were the first to run off. Kacchan had become so violent and Todoroki was cold and wouldn't listen to anyone. I tried to help them, keep everyone together, but they wouldn’t listen. Kaminari's the only one who tried to stay friends after a while, but by then he lost it. He didn’t hurt you, did he?"

"Well, he…" you curled in on yourself, like a flower wilting. You put the pen in your pocket and squeezed one hand with the other. You didn’t realize you were covering your crotch.

It was suddenly hard to keep eye contact. Your eyes slipped down, accidentally to his crotch, then quickly looked away. At your feet. You were in such a hurry coming in that you had forgotten to take your shoes off. The carpet below you was worn out. Red, now almost pink, with a large, ugly burn mark near your heel.

He nodded. His body language and facial expression changed to the solemn tone you had accidentally created.

"I'm so sorry that happened to you. … Do you need anything?"

A hug. But not from a stranger. "No."

He stepped closer as if he wanted to comfort you, but stepped back and grasped air. "God. It's terrible that happened to you. But...maybe he- actually, nevermind."

You perked up. "Wait, what were you going to say?"

"No," he shook his hand, "you don't need to worry about it."

You needed every bit of information you could get. Intrigued more than ever, you persisted. "No! Please tell me."

"Well…" his eyes glanced to the side and his hands moved to his chest. Then he dropped them and met your gaze. "Once we've been in here for a little while, we suddenly realized that our health rapidly got worse. And the only way we got better is if we…"

"You what?"

"If we fucked someone."

You stumbled back and turned away.

He paused a moment before continuing. "You would have needed to eventually too, so… at least you already did, so you won't have to in a while. But it's unfortunate how it happened."

"Stop." You held your hand over your ear.

Somehow, this was harder to take in than the time difference. Like a punch to the gut, but you didn't truly know why. Maybe because it implied that Kaminari was justified in his actions, when that still didn't make it right. "The least he could have done is tell me!"

"Kaminari isn't the best with details."

"No shit!"

You sat down on the floor, tired of even standing.

You heard his steps behind you, but once again he hesitated. You could hear him anxiously shuffling his feet, repositioning them as if looking for a solution.

"Do you want…" he cleared his throat, "a pat on the back or hug? I wouldn't want to touch you and make it worse."

Yes-no. Yesn't. You waited a moment, staring into the wall.

"A pat on the back, I guess."

You tensed as he sat next to you and gently placed his hand just below your shoulder. The soft warmth seeped through the fabric of your shirt and into your skin. The repeated motion did calm you, lowering your heart rate. You had no idea how much time passed. By the end of it, you felt the closest to alright you’d been since you first entered the house.

“Thank you.”

“No problem. It’s what heroes do.” He gave a big smile and retracted his hand. He bit his lip. "This might be a bad time, but there's something you probably need to know."

"What is it?"

He rubbed the back of his neck. "I'll be needing to have sex soon.”

Your pulse went up once more, thankfully not as bad as before. You tensed up again. “You mean… what you mentioned earlier?”

He nodded. “Yes.”

You took a moment to process this. "What happens if you go too long without sex?"

"I don't know. We never let it get that far ever since the first time our health got worse like that. One of us couldn’t even walk the first time. But I don’t know where everyone is right now." He buried his face in his hands. “Sorry to make you worry about this. Sorry. I just don’t know what I’ll do if I can’t find someone in time.”

You bit your lip. Your brows crinkled the skin between them. The solution was clear, but did you want to? Going back and finding Kaminari was out of the question. You didn’t want to have to meet him again. How weak would he get? Would he die? Something nagged in the back of your mind, telling you that you were being selfish for not helping him. He was the first nice person you met there. And he was trying to find a way out like you, maybe he could help you. But you would feel bad asking him about that now.

“How bad is it right now?”

“Well, I don’t think I’ll be able to walk for much longer.”

“So, theoretically, could I help you find someone,” who’s not Kaminari, “before it gets to that point?”

“I don’t think so, I wish we could, but a lot of people here attack the first person they see. In a way you were lucky to meet Kaminari first. Sorry. Sorry.” He held his knees close to himself.

You almost hated that you made up your mind right then. Either way, you decided it was the right thing. You took a deep breath.

“I’ll do it.”

“Really?” he turned to you.

“Yeah.”

“Are you sure?”

“Yes, unless you don’t want to.”

“No. Thank you! Where should we...? Maybe on the desk?”

"Okay." It was past the point of backing down now.

You got to your feet and tried to calm yourself as you began your hesitant walk to the desk. You placed your hand on it and hoisted yourself onto it. The desk sat just high enough to bring your hips to his. He nervously raised his hands to gingerly touch your thighs.

"I'm sorry for making you do this for me."

"It's alright," you said unsure of the truth in this answer.

He helped strip your lower half. Once again, your clothes fell onto the floor. You took a deep breath. Try not to worry. His cheeks flushed pink when he drank in your bare sex.

He fumbled with the button of his pants until it popped open. You could see his cock straining against the fabric, begging to be let free. A small dark spot of wetness on it.

You reached down and rubbed circles into your clit, trying to get yourself wet enough that it wouldn't hurt.

He pulled down his boxers and his length sprang to attention. Red tip leaking with anticipation. A pulse went through you core at the sight.

He inhaled and exhaled as ran the tip up and down your slit, collecting your wetness. It caught on your clit and made you gasp while clenching the edge of the desk. He lingered on your entrance.

He slowly entered you, inch by inch. He bit his lip and whined. Your grip on the desk tighten as he stretched you out. Your walls pulsate around him, making him release a restrained moan. You rolled your hips. Your eyes fluttered at him rubbing your insides perfectly.

He paused when he was fully sheathed inside of you. Panting. When you lifted your head, you saw his dilated eyes and sweat clinging to the roots of his hair.

"Are you good?"

You nodded. "Yeah."

With your confirmation, he began to rock his hips into you. Slowly at first, but gradually increasing in speed. His soft moans got louder as he got faster. Your legs hooked around him, holding you against him as he slammed in and out of you. Half of your ass was off the table, only held up by him. His heavy balls slapped your cheeks.

"There," you gasped whenever he hit that perfect spot in you.

He shifted, just the slightest amount, but it made all the difference.

"Yes, yes, there!" You blabbered out, not entirely aware what was coming out of your mouth.

With every repeated slide in, you clenched down on him like a clamp. His fingers squeezed into the flesh of your hips so tight, you were afraid it would bruise. He pounded into you faster, no rhythm, just lust-filled chaos.

"Mmmah cum!"

"Not inside!" The smallest bit of logic left in your brain got out

He pulled out last second. You lifted your shirt just in time, before his twitching cock spilled all over your stomach.

Neither of you moved or spoke. Simply catching your breath and returning to the real world.

"Was that all you needed?" You weakly asked.

He smirked.

"Yes."

Next

[toastandjamie]

I have- so many feelings. I’ve been trying to write an analysis since last night but everything I wrote is incomprehensible so this is an attempt: advanced apologies. Originally I wanted to make a post about C!Quackity and C!Tommy’s relationship but then it got me thinking of talking about what makes Tommy so vulnerable to manipulation even incidentally which brought me to Wilbur and Techno. So I’ve decided to just make a mishmash comparing Tommy’s relationships to these three complicated people.

Starting with Quackity I think we can all agree, Quackity GETS Tommy. In a way others on the server(like Fundy or Foolish) just straight up don’t. Quackity treats Tommy a lot like he treats Slime, with this understanding that Tommy isn’t like everyone else and won’t respond to things like others would. Because Tommy in spite of everything really does act like a kid. He acts out because of boredom or frustration especially when he’s ignored. Often others get frustrated when dealing with Tommy, but Quackity has this odd level of patience different from say Sam, Puffy or even Foolish in that he puts himself at Tommy’s level. At the start I think this was just a genuine attempt at having fun with our chaos raccoon but at the moment it’s almost patronizing(a reoccurring theme). Quackity understands that pushing Tommy will only result in property damage, but he also knows that he can’t let him run around unsupervised(because property damage). When Quackity is unaware that Tommy is listening he sounds more than a little frustrated at his antics, but then Tommy throws on a pair of pants claiming to be called Trousers and insists that he is not in fact Tommyinnit. Quackity plays along, he doesn’t try and force Tommy to stop, he humors him. This is something Quackity does a lot with Tommy, and it’s why Tommy still seems to have positive feelings towards him. Quackity humors him the way adults will humor a child who’s insisting that they are a wizard. Through this lense(which I think Quackity is fully aware of) he’s able to get Tommy into a less aggressive state and get information out him. Like why he’s working with Wilbur, and Tommy’s feelings about it. Which also unfortunately makes him super easy to use. I think in the future as Quackity slowly succumbs to the inevitable power hungry corruption that’ll bury whatever soft spot he has for Tommy, we’ll see Quackity take advantage of Tommy’s blatant abandonment issues using the trust he’s built through these small appeasement based interactions.

Moving on; C!Wilbur Soot! This is a land mine let me tell you. Because Listen, Wilbur is obviously, severely traumatized and mentally ill. I don’t think Wilbur necessarily has any malicious intentions towards Tommy. But unfortunately this bad boy is backing a fuck load of unhealthy coping mechanisms and behaviors. Such as his possessive streak! We saw with L’manburg the whole “if I can’t have you no one can!” Mentality, which has now been transferred to Tommy. It’s a move to assert his control over a situation and unfortunately for Tommy he’s a prime vessel for this behavior because he has absolutely no concept of healthy boundaries! Since his backstory and relationships are a bit blurry we can’t make any definitive explanation for where this came from but for the sake of argument let’s say Tommy has known Wilbur since he was young, and Wilbur was always someone with a possessive personality(albeit less obvious due to the fact that he wasn’t traumatized yet). Being raised by or around someone who never sets boundaries with you can lead to a person growing up not able to do so themselves. And wouldn’t you know it Tommy has clearly never had a stable healthy relationship because all of them have been transactional or codependent. Which is, bad.(shout out to Tubbo and Ranboo though for trying to enforce healthy boundaries sadly though the timing of this separation couldn’t have been worse). Currently I think it’s safe to say Wilbur and Tommy have a codependent relationship. One with a very clear imbalance of power, comparable to a codependent parent-child relationship. In which Tommy excuses Wilbur’s bad behaviors out of a sense of responsibility, this feeling that because they’re “family” he owes it to Wilbur to stay by his side. Not to mention how Tommy obviously craves guidance and leadership from paternal/fraternal figures, which he originally found in Wilbur(later in Dream, Techno and Sam afterwards). Tommy very clearly desires a family structure in which he is loved and protected no matter what, and Wilbur fills that role easily and willingly. Wilbur wants someone who’ll be loyal to him and will never leave or betray him, and Tommy wants someone who’ll protect and care for and, say it with me boys, will never leave or betray him. There isn’t anything wrong with wanting someone to be there for you, but because of their complexes and traumas these feelings of fraternal affection are twisted into a relationship lacking boundaries and for Tommy, complete absence of autonomy. Only doing things because Wilbur wants him to me, because he wants Wilbur to be happy and Wilbur is never wrong. Not a good mindset to have when dealing with someone like Wilbur who is destructive as a means of coping.

Lastly another landmine, in the form of Technoblade! Ah yes, bedrock bros. We love them and miss them. But newsflash guys they ALSO had an unhealthy transactional relationship! But here’s the thing about unhealthy relationships, sometimes people are just not good for eachother. There’s no bad guy or good guy. No ones in the right or wrong. They just, weren’t good for eachother. Now whether this was situational or not can only be answered if they reconnect with healthier mindsets but for now we’ll say it’s situational. Obviously, Tommy was clearly in a bad place. Just barely managing to escape exile after a narrowly thwarted suicide attempt: now packing a whole slew of issues, from paranoia, depression, fear of abandonment, low self worth, and just general debilitating stress. Techno was ALSO in a bad place, he just hides it under a sense of self righteous justice: like guys, his only friend was put under house arrest because of him associating with him, and he was then executed under the threat of death of his faithful horse companion. Techno was angry and blinded by revenge. A bad mix when you toss in a traumatized codependent teenager desperately searching for someone to fill the empty void of fraternal leadership left by Wilbur’s death. Tommy really just wants someone to tell him what to do, like let’s not kid ourselves here. Techno offered Tommy protection from Dream, which yay! But also creates an unbalanced power dynamic(bringing that one back!). I genuinely believe that it wasn’t Techno’s intention, but the thing is, the relationship became transactional: a “I’ll protect you and take care of you if you do what I say and help me.” Type scenario. It was impossible for Tommy to really comfortably say no, at risk of being tossed out of straight up given to Dream to face whatever horrible consequences running away had. BESIDES that, they are just two very different people who had very different priorities. Techno wanted vengeance against L’manburg, Tommy wanted to be protected but always had the intention of returning to L’manburg one day(clearly believing getting the discs would be a catch all problem solver). These two priorities are in direct conflict with eachother; as a result they’re partnership would never have worked in the long term. Here’s the kicker to what makes this relationship so unhealthy though, because those things in isolation don’t make an unhealthy relationship but the fact that Tommy’s poor mental state fueled by Techno’s blood seeking revenge made him act in ways HE deemed wrong, makes it unhealthy. Tommy wasn’t lying, being with Techno made him become a person he didn’t want to be, and it’s NOT Techno’s fault. It was the unfortunate consequence of their opposing view points and unhealthy mental states. Perhaps in a world where the Butcher Army never existed the Bedrock Bro’s team up could have been a moment of healing for both characters; but alas that was not the world we are privy to in canon.

Yeah so that’s it for now I guess

[martelldoran]

unsolicited tfatws opinions because i have them vol. 1

warning: here be spoilers

starting on the positive because there were things i did like in the episode

things i liked

sam wilson: *exists*

me:

sam's storyline was definitely the strongest of the two in this ep and i liked pretty much everything he did.

the opening aerial fight! was! so! cool! seeing batroc again was a nice nod to tws too and an interesting parallel to steve's lumerian star fight. i loved seeing his quick tactical thing, seeing how he fights, and the way he utilises the wings even in close quarters.

sam speaks arabic!

sam fixes redwing! (validation of a hc of mine that he's good with robotics. maybe that's a widely held fandom one as well? idk)

i instantly found torres to be really endearing and i'm looking forward to seeing more of him throughout the series. the relationship between him and sam has a lot of potential.

the manipulation of the government and general set up for sam's storyline felt strong. good basis for a story and pertinent to the current political landscape.

sam's speech as he handed over the shield was well written and gave me the same kind of vibes as the 'the price of freedom is high' speech. they could be quite nicely paralleled side by side.

sam's family! look, i'm a sucker for domestic moments for our faves so the entire sequence where we got this insight into sam's past, his relationship with his sister, and where he's come from was brilliant. i like sarah a lot and seeing her frustration with her brother for trying to come in and fix things when he's been gone for so long felt really realistic. i felt for her a lot. because you can tell there's so much there bubbling under the surface, a mix of love and resentment and frustration that was palpable as they talked about what to do with their parents' house/boat/business. so, give me all of the sarah wilson moments pls n thnx.

seeing the consequences of the snap (hi, i am refusing to call it the fucking blip. marvel, my god, get better names for shit.) idk how in depth they're really going to go into it all but at least they attempted something here with the scenes at the bank.

bucky's nightmare sequence as the winter soldier. it was such a brilliant reminder about how terrifying tws actually is. he's silent and ominous and THAT MUSIC. his presence is legitimately unsettling from the moment you see him. (but he runs around like a bull in a china shop which does make me 🤔 when i remember he's supposed to be a g h o s t s t o r y. idk. not exactly stealth and shadow work. but that doesn't look cool on screen so 🤷🏻‍♀️)

and on that note, vindication of my 'they sleep on the floor after coming back' headcanon. literally had raymond holt screaming in my head the second i saw bucky wake up on his living room floor. does my heart break for him? yes. was i smug about being right? also yes.

leah seems cool. could she actually be telepathic??? since she hit every single one of bucky's boats while they played battleships? i would like to see it. 😂 there's def more to her character than meets the eye since she's slated to be in all six episodes.

bucky having one (1) old man friend even if the reason behind it was heartbreaking.

so, yeah. these things i genuinely liked.

things i didn't like

the therapy scene. i genuinely hated it. there's a different between a no nonsense therapist and someone being deliberately antagonistic and that definitely erred on the side of the latter imo. she tells him to 'get over it' and mocks him for not reaching out and meeting people. media in general doesn't do a good job of depicting therapy so this is just yet another poor offering into the canon. i'm tired. i want healthy depictions of therapy already. it's supposed to be a supportive environment ffs.

plus she kept calling him james 🤮 genuinely wouldn't be surprised if she turns out to be a bad guy plant. which i think is a cliche at this point? 🤔

bucky's new look. which i know we've seen before now but i've not offered my unsolicited opinion on it. it's just sebastian stan in an ugly leather jacket. it's generic male lead#346. it's broification. someone said they made him look like brock rumlow and now i can't unsee it. 😭 rip to bucky with the good hair. i'd have loved to see him with some curls tbh. or a wave that kind of calls back to his pre-war days. anyway. i digress. character design is 0/10.

would have been nice to see him cut his hair as a marker of him starting a new chapter and coming into his own personhood.

rhodey's disability was just? glossed over? no visible assistive tech at all?

the date. just the fact it was there at all. it was heavy handed and not subtle and we know why they put that in there within the first 10 minutes of bucky's screen time. that's all i'm going to say about it. if you follow me, you know where i stand. we don't need poorly written romance. get it in the bin.

there was no acknowledgement of bucky's relationship with steve. if there was a memorial to be had then bucky should have been there. maybe these will come later but i'm not holding my breath.

is steve dead? i assumed that the party line was that young steve died in the battle and no-one knew about old steve . but did they actually kill steve off-screen? what a kick in the teeth if that's the case. let me just cut open a wound for them to pour the salt straight into, shall i?

things i'm mostly neutral on

john walker. he looks like a cop and his wink at the camera gave me the creeps but i'm interested to see how that pans out. i hope sam beats 50 shades of star spangled shit out of him.

the flag smashers. premise of a world without borders is interesting and a believable concept given what's happened in universe. there's a lot of scope there i think. that said, the name is dumb.

right. i think that covers everything for now. my expectations going in were really low, i won't lie. before the premiere i tried to stay away from the trailers and tv spots and the hype in general so i was pleasantly surprised at how much i enjoyed certain aspects of the show.

in conclusion, some good, some bad, some ugly and i will be cherry picking my favourite nuggets for fic at a later point. also, i'm still a skrull!Steve truther. real steve is chilling with some wakandan goats 😌💖✨