#everything was okay in the end because the cared for and trusted in eachother

[chestersturniolo]

Summary ; dealer!chris visits y/n for a top up of her usual, but intrigue consumes her and she decides to try something new.

Pairing ; fem!reader x dealer!chris

Warnings ; (MDNI) strong mentions/use of drugs (don’t do them!) , use of y/n & pet names , not really proof read 

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after a long, long day, i trudge through the door of my apartment with a deep sigh. 

i throw my bags down by the door and immediately head to my bedroom, to the pretty glass jar stashed in my dresser. 

i fumble around the draw and pull it out,eagerly snatching the lid off. 

“fuck” i mumble to myself, whilst staring down at nothing but pathetic crumbs laying at the bottom of the jar. i let out a frustrated huff,setting it down on top of my dresser.

i reach to my back pocket, pulling out my phone 

the upside to running out is needing more…and needing more meant seeing him. 

chris was my first ever dealer. and my only one since then. at first i was terrified of him, i had never smoked before. so having to meet a scary stranger guy to be able to do so, made it even more nerve wracking.

••••••••••flashback••••••••••••

my heart is in my throat as i walk towards his car. the soft glow of the streetlights that flicker slightly not helping my nerves. meeting a random guy in his car at night for illegal activity? what could go wrong?

the only thing that keep those thoughts at bay (not really) is the fact i got his number from a close friend who i trust. 

“here goes nothing” i sing to myself before reaching out to the handle, plopping down into the passenger seat. i keep my eyes at my lap, too nervous to even make eye contact. 

“uh-hi” i mumble, barely audible

“what’s up… what do you want, and how much?” 

i tear my eyes away from my lap, to meet the boys gaze.

woah

i open my mouth to talk but nothing comes out, partly because i didn’t expect him to look like this , and partly because i had no idea what to say. or how any of this works. 

i just sit, staring like an idiot , mouth agape.

“helloooo” he says with a slight underline of frustration in his voice, waving his hand across my eye line to grab my attention. 

“what do you want” he repeats, 

i force myself out of my trance “um…weed?” i squeak, coming out more like a question 

“okaaay? and how much?” he presses.

his face emotionless and stern

once again i have no idea what to say. this should be so simple, but i have no idea the terms and phrases, how much is too much, how much is too little????? i try my best to hide the thoughts running through my head with a simple “just a little i guess…”

what the fuck is wrong with me 

i watch as his eyebrows raise and he lets out a soft chuckle

“you’ve never done this before have you” 

i wave of embarrassment washes over me as i feel my cheeks burn up, realising that my inexperience is so blatantly obvious. my gaze once again falls to my lap.

“uh..no..no i haven’t” 

he must notice my humiliated state, as his whole demeanour shifts.

“hey,don’t worry about it” he reassures, his voice now soft. 

“i’m just glad you came to me” 

i glance up to him once again, a new set of eyes now looking back at me. warm and reassuring.

a soft smile on the corner of his lips.

“i’ll help you out okay? i don’t think you should do it alone” 

i nod softly. for some reason i trust him.

•••••••flashback end•••••••

the rest of that night was spent with chris. he wasn’t so scary after all. we went to a backstreet and he talked me through everything. we smoked, we talked , we laughed. 

he made me feel so comfortable and safe. and i will forever be grateful for it.

i have been going to him ever since. although it’s not just a transaction.

we’ve hung out every now and again (a/n iykyk) and an unspoken connection has been built between me and chris since we met that night. i’m honestly not sure what it is. 

i’m not just a customer.

he’s not just my dealer.

we care for eachother.

———————

i change into an oversize T and some shorts to get comfy, whipping my bra off and basking in the free feeling. 

i hear my phone ping, i look over to see a text from chris 

“here”

i smirk and slip some shoes on, not bothering with any extra clothing, making my way out the the apartment. 

i see his car parked in the complex lot, i rush over ,goosebump’s engulf my skin as the cold night air whips around my legs. i swing the door open, plopping into the passenger seat of the warm car, the smell of chris’ familiar cologne fills the air. 

“hey ma” he chirps, shooting me his signature smirk whilst his eyes trail down to my legs and back up again.

“want your usual?” he asked, starting to rummage through the backpack on his lap.

“pleaaaaseee” i smile. 

chris starts pulling out handfuls of baggies placing them on his lap, whilst looking for my usual. 

my nosey eyes fall on the pile, examining the contents of each bag. 

one in particular catches my eye. the bright white contents staring back at me. 

i had never had any interest in anything else other than smoking. but for some reason,in this moment, my intrigue was strong. 

“here” chris says, holding out a familiar bag. 

i grab the bag without looking up 

“thanks”

chris notices my fixation and follows my gaze down to his lap. 

“oh absolutely not!”  

i snap my head up, his slightly widened eyes already on me. his eyebrows are raised as he looks at me with a face full of disbelief. this quickly turns into a stern look.

“no way, i’m not selling that to you” 

“why not, you sell it to other people?” i challenge with a slight pout. 

chris sighs and tears his eyes away,setting them on the dashboard. 

“yes, but they’re other people ma. you’re you.” he glances back to me 

“i’m not selling that shit to you y/n” 

i roll my eyes with a defeated sigh. 

“fine” i mumble, crossing my arms, turning my head frontways away from chris.

“don’t sell it to me. i just kinda wanted to try it i guess” i speak quietly, whilst making sure the disappointment in my tone was clear. 

see i knew chris was a softy deep down. at least for me. so i figured i’d try and make him cave. but just incase that wouldn’t work, i had the perfect saving grace

“i’ll see if y/f/n has any other contacts, maybe they’ll sell it to me” 

“god dammit” i hear chris hiss under his breath through gritted teeth.

i feel him grab my jaw, guiding my head back towards him. his eyes staring intently into mine.

“one try” he states. pointing a finger at me with his free hand. 

my lips turn upward into a smirk

he notices my satisfaction, releasing his grip on my jaw. he sighs with a shake of his head. stuffing the scattered baggies on his lap back into his bag, before opening the car door and stepping out. i watch him as he comes round to my door, opening it and reaching a hand out. 

“come on” he orders. 

i grab his hand, he pulls me up and starts leading me back to my apartment. 

—————

my leg bounces anxiously as i perch on the edge of my couch, watching as chris wades through his bag once again. finally he pulls out the bag i was fixated on. 

he holds it up to our eye level, his eyes move from the bag to me.

“you’re sure about this?” he asks, with a dead serious expression. searching my eyes for any traces of hesitancy.  

i nod my head 

“talk to me” he presses 

“yes chris i’m sure”

he gives a soft nod of his head before opening the bag.  i watch as he brings his finger to his mouth giving a small suck to the tip, getting it wet. 

he pauses, glancing up to me

“you trust me?” 

i nod once again  “of course” 

he reaches into the bag dipping his finger into the powder. i watch curiously as it sticks to his wet finger tip.

he scoots closer to me on the couch and uses his free hand to hold my jaw. 

“open sweetheart” he whispers, giving my jaw a small squeeze.

my brows furrow slightly, but i obey, slowly opening my mouth.

chris brings his other hand towards me , and slowly slides the coated finger into the side of my mouth. i feel him find his way to my gums, slowly rubbing up and down. his reassuring eyes not leaving mine. 

he repeats the action to the other side,then slowly pulls his finger out, planting a sweet kiss onto my cheek whilst still holding my jaw. before placing the finger that was in my mouth, into his own, taking off the excess. 

he sits back into the couch and watches me.

a mixture of anticipation and nerves start to wash over me, my leg returning to its bouncing state. the fear of what will happen next starts swirling in my brain. 

chris noticed my shift immediately , he reaches over and grips my knee, holting the bounces. brushing his thumb in small soothing circles. 

“hey hey-” he coos, bobbing his head down slightly to meet my gaze that’s now resting on the floor

“-it’s okay ma, i’ve got you aight?” 

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a/n - thankyou for reading loves🤍🤍🤍 and thankyou again for 500 of you!!? this was a fun one i hope you enjoyed. requests open 🥰

- 𝑺𝒂𝒈𝒆 ♡

[killmeprettypleasee]

𝐔𝐧𝐡𝐨𝐥𝐲 𝐓𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐬

Imagine── having a yandere obsessed with you, killing anyone who dares touch your form, he couldn't just let anyone touch you.. your skin is to delicate and pure, he doesn't want disgusting hands to contaminate you.

He would leave parts of bodies like a finger, a nose, or and eye, sometimes even parts of the brain at your back door.

You didn't mind though..

But what if i tell you you're also a psychopathic yandere for the person who is a yandere for you aswell?

You know that it was him killing those people who even made slight touches, or the one who kept leaving those body parts at your back door (you kept those), oh how it made you happy that you know he loves you back..

But currently you are sleeping in your room until he came in, ready to kidnap you, take you away from everyone you know, he just gotta protect you okay?!

He made sure you were asleep and then carried you and brought you somewhere.

You woked up, with one of your hand cuffed to the wall, and saw him Infront of you, smilling and looking down at you intensely.

"Y-you're awake.."

He smiled happily.

He threatened to kill you if you don't love him back, pressing the blade near your throat but you calmly chuckled and said you loved him alot which left him flabbergasted -

Really?..

You love him?...

Like alot..

You must be lying..

Fuck-

He's overthinking, but you calm him down by telling him that you know what he had done before, which shocked him-

"H-how?-"

You cut him off by telling him that you'd been stalking him, once his dumb mind finally processed everything, he freed you because he could trust you to not run afterall you're just as obsessive as he is.

But of you ended up making out and fucking like dogs in heat, his hands grabbed your waist as he pounded in while you moaned out his name under his gaze.

He was so happy that you didnt protest or anything like how he'd hope to, you were so easy to take away, both of you end up dating, you two are such a Loving couple.. always taking care of eachother and protecting them from disgusting people.♡

[imwetforyourmom]

NOT HER.

pt6

CW: crying, swearing, matt having his turn with a heart broken, mention of daggers and impaling (NOT PHYSICAL VIOLENCE. ONLY IN Y/NS HEAD.), rejection, y/s/n = your sisters name, or brother if you have one js pretend i used he pronouns, not proofread, halfassed towards the end

A/N: I hated this series and changed the ending

A/N II: yall can thank @joemamaaa42069 and @sturnwritess for helping motivate me to get ts out

PREVIOUS CHAPTER

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“no matt. you dont get to do this to me.”

matt stood up from the bench table, everything crashing down onto him at once. he didnt bother looking at madi, he only ran to his car, his breathing panicked and his chest aching almost as hard as his head was.

what?

he still couldnt wrap his head around Amelia and matt's shared argument earlier and what she'd said, let alone her lies.

"i- im- I have to go, madi, I need to go." he stumbled over his words, his eyes trained on the green grass under his feet, currently doing their best to keep him up and standing.

his mind too focused on the shuddering of his breathing, the rhythmed shaking of his eyes (even if they werent even shaking), the uncomfortable churning in his stomach.

madi’s voice rang throughout the thick, tension full air, her tone sympathetic and her eyes filled with sympathy. her voice a call for his name, a long for him to return back to earth, not tucked away into the depths of his regrets, beginning tears, possible outcomes, but most importantly, all the why’s?

why, would amelia do that? why was she selfish enough to tear apart a perfectly healthy relationship because she wanted him?

why would she do all of this? lying, distancing matt away from y/n, making him believe he wanted to have sex with her, all to destory it by herself, what was the point only for it to come crashing down onto her—his shoulders.

the earth he was meant to be currently focusing on felt like it found its new atmosphere on his shoulders, relying on him for its life. but he couldn’t even trust himself to know who was right for him, let alone an earth that resembled the same life of his relationship with y/n.

his vision clouded black, re occuring multi-colored dots layering over eachother, a painful, ringing went right through his ears. piling more regret onto his shoulders.

his feet stumbled their way to his car, his hands repeatedly missing the handle of the drivers seat, his vision contiously going in and out, making driving impossibly harder than it needed to be.

finally pulling the lever open, he sat uncomfortably onto his seat, though, he didnt care about that right now, all he cared about was y/n. y/n y/n y/n y/n.

he took in heavy, shaky breaths, the rising and falling of his shoulders becoming harder with each initial thought of what he could have done differently.

he leaned his head onto the headrest and squeezed his eyes shut, praying that it’d somehow silence everything.

y/ns eyes opened groggily, a small headache living in her wake from the previous night.

though, the headache wasn't the first thing she thought of when opening her eyes. understandably, why would it? instead, her first thought was the regret and dread to have opened her eyes and see the sun, she just wanted to sleep more, more and more. sleeping was her newfound escape. as hard as it was getting over her previous 'safe spot' matt she knew she had to, it wouldn't do her any good just moping about and praying she could just run to someone.

she relied on matt the entire time she had him, a person she thought would never leave. and now that he was gone, she couldnt run to him, the same familiar grasp that always held onto her. she couldn't hear the same, comforting "sh, sh, sh y/n its okay." in the thick, tension and tear filled atmosphere.

tears began to brim at her eyes, she curled into a ball, unwilling to get out of bed, her muscles dreading and aching with even the thought of turning in bed. how could he have costed her this much physical pain, without even touching her? maybe thats why. he didnt touch her. he only touched with his words, bringing his lips to shape each letter of the words he spoke, the bunched together letters coming out with daggers. each dagger finding its spot on her body, digging deep, then twisting.

each wound slowly re-opening with each newfound thought of matt. he used to be inlove with her, they used to find comfort in the other, even with no words whispered into the atmosphere, shoved, or gently guided into. whether their hands gently glide along the others bare, warm body, or rough, desperate movements, desire lacing the gropes. yet, within each own moment claimed of the past, comfort was exchanged, deep in the moment, hidden or well-known.

she couldn’t keep up with him, or this. it was all too fucking much. to have him ripped away so abruptly from the gentle love of her warm palms, was too sudden of a change, it seemed as if in the grasp of matts own hands, a piece everything went with him. how was she meant to regrow that part of her? how was she meant to be fulfilled, without what she’d relied on to keep her in one piece, for what seemed like for forever?

her heart mangled more inside her chest, the physical pain striking throughout her chest achened the worsening headache in her head. she was crumbling into the palms of her own boyfriends doing. why was she the one living through it? what did she do to deserve this?

her shoulders began to shake, soft sobs rippling through her body. she felt like giving up. her body physically ached and dreaded, her muscles tense with everything she wanted to say to matt, her lips twitched and shuddered as the sobs slipping from the breaking wall inside her body intensified. curling her legs to her chest, her closest attempt at warming herself, like the light shining down onto her in the middle of a hurricane. yet, the light was slowly dimming, the tears dragging down her face sliding in sync with the rain moving closer to her per minute.

a stomping ascending up the stairs knocked y/n out of her entrance, but no less made the urge to shove her face into the pillow and rot inside the comforting embrace of her comforter, easier.

what she recognized to be her sisters voice was heard behind the wood of her door, a tinge of sympathy clinging to her tone.

“matts here, hes asking for you, y/n.” her knuckles brushed gently onto the door, a soft gentle knocking echoing into the enclosure of her now no longer comforting room.

she couldnt escape him. everywhere she went, he ruined it.

with an aching head, y/n sat up. clinging her knees to her chest, running her fingertips down her shins. mentally preparing herself to see him again, to see the face that’d caused this all.

she cleared her throat and wiped her eyes, doing nothing to rid the bloodshot in her eyes and the obvious puffiness.

standing from the bed, she made her movements quick and sharp, leaving her room and attempting to sweep past her sister, before she grabbed y/ns arm. spinning her back to face her sister. her usual face adorned with a warming smile, held a frown upon it, her eyes seeping with knowing and the guilt she felt forming in her eyes. just seeing her little sister like this was tearing her apart.

“y/n,” she whispered, a crack interrupting her speech. she grabbed y/ns shoulders, bringing her to wrap her arms around y/ns torso. bringing the comfort y/n so desperately needed, yet too humilated to ask for it.

“I dont know what happened at all, but im not stupid either,”— she began, her fingers coming up to twirl y/ns hair between her fingers. her voice a lovey tone. —“but, I want you to know. you dont have to go down there and speak to him, for what he did to you, he doesnt deserve to see your pretty face again.” she spoke, her voice trembling almost as hard as her hands were.

y/ns heart imploded inside her chest, fighting back the sobs she previously just wiped away. “I know,” y/n whispered back, her cheek rested on her shoulder. her own hands coming to attach to y/s/n waist, pulling apart and sparing her one last look, going to leave to the stairs, but not before a gentle peck was placed on her hairline.

a small smile fought its place on y/ns face. though she kept on with her path to the door, opening the door to meet a rain-soaked matt. his shirt dragging down with the water soaked in it, slowly dripping the escaping droplets.

he looked up at her, his eyes trailing across his girls face.

“y/n-“

“who do you think you are showing up like this matt?” she interrupted. her eyes laying no mercy onto the man standing before her, his eyes withholding desperation, guilt swashing inside the blue, and yearn taking it all. why was he yearning for something he gave up? what gave him the fucking right?

“I- nobody- y/n, please, hang on just a minute, please.” he took in a breath, his eyes dancing across her features. she felt sick.

“I need you, I tried with her, but I couldnt. shes just- shes not, shes just not you, y/n. I need you.” his voice was laced with franticness. if it werent for the rain, she would’ve thought he was crying.

“gee matt, so it wasnt you that said ‘why do you have to be so needy?’ and dumped me? do you know where you are right now? do you realize what you did and said to me?” she spat, her voice holding a ridge toward him, his lips twitched to speak, yet she spoke first.

“oh my gosh, and I thought I cheated on you matt? what about that? you’re really gonna come back to me even after I ‘cheated’ on you? is your self respect that fucking low?” despite her very obviously pissed off demeanour, inside she was crumbling to the same fragile weak girl matt had left her the last time they saw eachother. her hands trembled with the fighting she was doing, the war to keep the emotions she wanted to scream out into the world, low and strictly inside her.

“y/n, you have to understand. I was pissed, I thought you cheated on me, but you didnt, and I know that now, please y/n, just hear me out.” his voice broke, his pre-teen voice cracks haunting the ghost of his well balanced voice. tears began welling in his eyes, slipping down his cheeks, disguising with the other rain droplets.

y/n scoffed, fed up with his bullshit. “hear you out? hear you fucking out? this is embarassing at this point, matt. get the fuck off my porch, dont come back till you’ve grown a pair and actually have good reasoning.” her words shattered matt, his tears became more consistent, becoming more visible alongside the rain. he looked pathetic.

he opened his mouth to speak, yet nothing came out. his lungs deflated in defeat. his shoulders slumped, and his eyes fell under the claim of yearn, broken, and most of all, guilt.

“no matt. you dont get to do this to me.” her previous confident, and pissed demeanour, crashed down. her voice was exasperated, yet heard so clearly throughout the rain. it echoed into matts ears, he would’ve taken her into his arms, rock her like she was his again, take her and murmur sweet things into her ear, but he chose not to, not willing to feel her push him away again like that, instead, he was left to watch as she fell apart, her tears resurfacing, her sobs racking her body, her face flushing to pink.

y/n shook her head, whispering defeatedly, “go, matt.” before turning away and opening the door infront of herself, cowering inside. she shut the door and leant her back against it, slowly sliding to the floor as gut wrenching sobs shook her body, her stomach physically hurting. a warm arm wrapped around her shoulder, pulling her into her sisters embrace.

sat beside her, her sister held her, letting y/n soak her sweater with tears, and y/ns wet, rain soaked shirt aswell. resting y/s/n cheek on her head, her hand rubbing gently, assuringly y/ns back, her own heart aching with having to witness her sister like this, and all because of a man.

2,129 words.

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[avonne-writes]

OH IVE BEEN MEANING TO ASK THIS you mentioned that bucky and gale have a few significant fights what are the kinds of things do you think they say to eachother (we love angst give us angst please!!)

Oh boy... I feel like maybe I shouldn't give examples without actually writing the full fights in fleshed-out fics, because a lot of the emotional impact and context is lost this way. But if we don’t forget to consider this point, here are some examples:

In general:

Gale can be much nastier than Bucky. The things he might say during a fight are harsh and cut deep.

Bucky is more likely to be childish in a fight and he's provocative, he tends to push Gale to attack him.

Gale's anger is like an explosion, comes seemingly out of nowhere and is instantly raging. Bucky's anger builds and builds with very obvious signs, and if Gale's in a good mind state, he can intercept it before it gets too bad.

During their fights in their first semester of college:

Bucky: "Alex, perfect straight A fucking Alex. Does he want to fuck you or something?"

Bucky: "Where have you been?" "Out? Oh, okay. That explains everything." (/s) "No, I’m not fucking sulking. Saint Gale can go wherever he wants, whenever he wants, who the fuck cares if I’m worried because he hasn’t even left a text or anything."

Gale: "Am I gonna have to carry it like a mark all my life that I wanted to kill myself last year? Will you ever trust me with my own fucking life again or am I on house arrest until I decide this is not worth it and I actually go through with it?"

Gale: "I said I don't care. Do you think I don't know what your teammates think about me? I’m not blind. It’s a miracle we even made it this far. If you want to end it, let’s get it over with now."

During their fight about having children or not at 30:

Gale: "Did this come up because all your clients and colleagues talk about their wives and kids, but all you have is a boring gay husband?"

Bucky: "You know what, I’m gonna give you your precious space and just sleep in the fucking guest room."

Gale: "I think the real reason why you want to be a dad is because your own father left you. You want to prove that being a shitty father is not in the blood, but it is, it fucking is, goes down from generation to generation, I know because I lived through it, but it's gonna die with me because I will never ever have a child. Not with you, not with anyone else.”

Bucky: "Maybe you would be better off with someone who wants a life as bitter and joyless as you!" (great suggestion by @butdaddyilovehim99)

[junhanner]

Ok, Hiii I just saw that you write for Xdinary so I immediately came here 😭.

The prompt I wanted to ask for is,

what/when was the moment that made the members realise that they love you, aka are in love with you.

Can I be 🎱 anon?? Tysm in advance, I thought your last 2 xdh posts were so cute, I loved it 🥹

haaaaaiiiii!!!!! omg i get u😭😭😭 this app is lacking xdh writers and i said i should take this problem into my own hands and start a writing blog !! and ofc, you can be 🎱 anon, tysm!!! ^3^💜💜

ALSO THIS WAS LOWKEY RUSHED SORRYY i didnt want to make this anon wait anymore because this ask has been in my inbox for DECADES and i love villains so anything and everything for y’all🙏IGNORE ANY MISTAKES PLEEEEEAASSSSEEEEEEEEEEEEEE

𓎢𓎟𓎟𓎟𓎟𓎟𓎟𓎟𓎟𓎟𓎟𓎟𓎟𓎟𓎟𓎟𓎡𓎢𓎟𓎟𓎟𓎟

౨౿ when was the moment that made xdinary 𐄹 heroes realise that they are in love with you ౨౿ . xdh x gn!reader

𓎢𓎟𓎟𓎟𓎟𓎟𓎟𓎟𓎟𓎟𓎟𓎟𓎟𓎟𓎟𓎟𓎡𓎢𓎟𓎟𓎟𓎟

✧ ꒰ঌ gun-il ໒꒱ : when you had your first deep conversation with eachother. to be honest, for gun-il deep conversations would be on another level of intimacy. trusting eachother just enough to comunicate your thoughts and feelings means lots to gun-il, after it or maybe even during it i think gun-il would realise he feels a strong emotional connection between the two of you, giving it a lot of thought before finally realising his real feelings for you.

“so i wasn’t wrong after all. i do like them..”

✧ ꒰ঌ jungsu ໒꒱ : i think during a karaoke night out. maybe when covering his favourite song together. jungsu is one of the members that are most likely to take a good while to figure out his real feelings, he just needed to do the maths. he loves music, and he loves every single little thing about you. the moment of realisation is probably on the way home from the karaoke place you two went to.

“wait.. do i really like them? i can’t belive i didn’t realise this earlier”

✧ ꒰ঌ o.de ໒꒱ : when watching a movie together at the cinema. comfortable silence between the two of you, while the credits of the movie were passing one by one on the massive screen. for o.de, it’s be a fifty-fifty situation. he realises his feelings fast, but it takes him some time to actually process them. with a small squeeze from his hand interwined with yours the second the two of you make eye contact he looks somewhere else so the pink tint on his cheeks isnt that painfully obvious. he knew from the start he felt some foreign sparks that he has never felt before with anyone else when you hungout the first time.

“oh shoot.. how didnt i know this earlier? am i really that slow??”

✧ ꒰ঌ junhan ໒꒱ : when listening to your shared playlist together. just hearing you talk and talk about a creator you absolutely love when their song came up on shuffle and listening to him when he does the same makes him feel accepted and heard . he feels sparks of joy, and even something more than joy everytime the two of you hang out together but he always overthinks them. “are they really okay with this?” “are they gonna get mad??” “are they gonna stop being my friend??” “am i making this weird? ” (ho just shut up and kiss me already) but in the end he just asks himself

“is this how falling in love feels?”

✧ ꒰ঌ gaon ໒꒱ : when hanging out at practice together. he would be so proud showing you all the new tricks he learned on the guitar and seeing that you actually care would be the cherry on top. a person who he considers really cool!?!1?1? listening and praising him for his new guitar tricks that he learned SPECIFICALLY to impress you!??!??! he probably almost died a little (/pos) at the way you giggled at him when you realised the way he turned into a tomato in maxium 10 seconds

“woah woah woah woah woah did i actually like them all this time and i didnt even realise??”

bonus: after that he would probably call his mom and say something like “mom i think i found my soulmate”

✧ ꒰ঌ jooyeon ໒꒱ : when skipping practice together. would probably realise it when sneaking out of the building. (playing subway surfers irl except the members are chasing u two) after that you two would probably go out and eat something because after all that running who isnt hungry?? and while eating also listening to his random ass jokes he would crack when the silence is too loud. (he would 100% have brainrot humour you can’t convince me otherwise)

“did i actually fall for them just because they skipped practice with me? wow i’m insane”

another bonus: once the members find out he likes you they will make him serenade you as revenge for skipping practice

yet ANOTHER a/n: IM SO SORRY THIS ASK TOOK YEARS TO ANSWER💔 i started with gun-il and then lost motivation, did jungsu and then ode and lost the draafttt and theeeen did them again and the other members. long story short this app sucks

[sosorryjack]

For the Rhack ask: what are the most obscure/underappriciated things you love about them (individually and as a couple)?

Whew okay this is jumbled rambles for one answer but i feel like this is underrated since many people think that Rhack is just them being a bickering couple.

What makes Rhys and Handsome Jack one of the best duos in the franchise is that this is *THE* only instance Jack was vulnerable around someone.

Hell, we get to actually see this guy in person in some way. We only hear him via echo logs and barely any cutscenes in Borderlands 2. Since Rhys idolizes him, and Jack trusted this guy, they both feel like they can be genuine with one another because they believed that they won't betray eachother. I mean, please, he literally told Rhys about Angel and expressed his desire to see his babygirl. That takes so much trust for him to say that! Its why i usually despise the "Jack never cared abt Rhys" take. Because he clearly did.

It also must have been so amazing for Jack to have someone who understood him, not to mention Rhys finally having a purpose in his life and felt seen, validated, and appreciated by his own hero.

Even at the very end, Rhys defended Jack because he still believes they had some sort of connection. After everything that has happened, he always stood by his side. Theyre literally the best thing in this series.

I will NEVER agree with people who sees nothing between them or think theyre just this toxic problematic ship. Because they most defenitley do if you picked the right choices.

[somewhereincairparavel]

okay. So I've finished book 1 of keeper of the lost cities for the first time. And I'm loving this keefe dude already?? Like I never thought I'd like a fictional character so quickly. All it took was like one page for me to fall for him, I am aware that keefe is one of the most loved characters in the fandom, and I can see why (correct me if I'm wrong).

Also the book is a solid 9.5/10, the only thing I was frustrated about was probably the slight info dumping about the whole blackswan thing towards the end? because it took me like 3 reads to understand the whole situation, of course, we could just narrow it down to me being slow too, lol. But I'm VERY excited to continue reading the rest. So while we're at it, I'll put in my first impressions of the characters, so I can look back on it after I've read all the books, to see how much my perception has changed of them.

Sophie- i like her, she's really mature for her age, I keep forgetting that she's like 12 lmao. But she's well written, her emotions seem very raw and natural. Of course, she may seem overpowered but, I think that's the whole point of the story, she is supposed to be overpowered, so I don't mind and i wouldn't call her a Mary sue. Overall great protagonist, my girlie deserves a break tho, she got dumped in the hospital atleast 6 times lol.

Fitz- i actually think he's cool. I liked him better in the beginning of the story tho, I feel like afterwards, the dude kinda just disappeared a little? Keefe and Sophie seemed to have more private interaction than those two, and keefe literally only came by in the middle. But yeah, I feel like he had more of a personality in the start. Keefe and Dex, in my opinion had more personality in 5 minutes than fitz did the whole book, but I wouldn't judge so quickly, it's only the first book after all, Hopefully he'd have more page time in the later books. I still like him tho, just not as much as keefe.

Dex- Yeah he is such a typical best friend, I love him. His beef w the vackers is so funny lol I was relieved when Sophie stuck with him even after she became popular tho, also, he seems to have a crush on sophie right? It's kinda obvious, but overall friendship goals 10/10. I vocally "AWW-ed" after he said "are you kidding, i can't wait to tell everyone that you're my first friend" like I need a guy bestie like him :(

Alden- honestly, my heart warmed so much with his father-like dynamic with sophie tbh. He seemed to genuinely care about her well being, but I don't want to get too attached to him tho, just in case becomes a traitor or some shit later on, you can literally never tell with the adults lol. I've read enough books to back that up. But yeah, i really like him and della, the amount of reassuring hugs he gives sophie really heals me :(, They're like sophies 2nd (well, in her case, 3rd) parents. The amount of effort and lengths Alden put to get her out of trouble is actually sweet.

Elwin- This guy is such a W. He is like an adult keefe tbh. He is probably my favorite adult so far lol.

Cassius- I'm sorry, but Mr jerk face over here reminds me SO much of Lucius Malfoy??? Like ?? I feel so bad for Keefe, like poor baby leave him alone smh. I really wanna deck his royal highness in the face tbh.

Biana- absolutely loathed her in the beginning, she gave off such bad snob vibes lol but I love her now. I like the trope of two people forced to be friends w eachother by someone actually end up becoming friends. It's rather uncommon as far as I've read, atleast.

Grady and Edaline- is it bad that i thought they were going to be evil? Yeah I have so much trust issues, it's concerning. But yeah, they're both big W's, their backstory, their temporary contemplation to reject sophies adoption, everything aligned well with their backstory. Greatly written characters.

And last but not least, the king himself, Keefe- okay, he's like added to my list of fictional crushes now lol (along with Percy Jackson, Jason grace, Steve Harrington, chat noir, Eugene fitzherbert, edmund pevensie and Ravi singh ofc). How does sophie not have a fat crush on him, like- ma'am if you don't want him, I'll take him. But jokes aside, he feels like the most authentic character out of them all, tbh. Epitome of great writing. He was inserted to the story as this random dude that sophie runs into, and becomes an og in like 5 minutes. He is like a mix of Eugene from tangled, Kristoff from Frozen and chat noir from mlb all at the same time?? I cannot wait to see more of him and his backstory, especially with his parents. I know alot of people dislike the humorous guy with depression trope since it's overused, but I like how it played out on keefe, he uses school as an escape, which is very relatable.

Also, bonus, i LOVE the world building, the light leaping and all, very creative. I cannot wait to get my hands on book 2

[vrisrezis]

Dancing with rocket? Like maybe like in the end of vol3 when everyone is dancing? It makes me so :,)) seeing rocket so happy, lol.

Trust me I cry everytime he like starts yelling happily LIKE GOD!!! HES FINALLY HAPPY!!!

You can’t help but smile, almost dreamily as your boyfriend starts to dance. There’s those that dance, and those that do not. You remember those famous words coming from drax, in reference to gamora and Peter. But he’s also said those words to you in reference to rocket not being the dancing type, and you having a knack for it and being something you deeply loved doing. You hasn’t thought all that much about what drax had told you, he merely suggested maybe you find somebody more up to your speed, and you started having a complex about whether or not you were made for rocket, and rocket started to have the same insecurity about himself.

But this whole day had been so crazy, and you both no longer cared if you were meant for eachother, or even if you were good enough for eachother. He turns to you, a happy smile on his face as he holds out his hand, for once, he’s the one taking charge, initiating dancing with you. Your smile was different, and he noticed that. It wasn’t like your usual cheeky grin, but rather a soft smile. Your eyes told him everything, how happy you were in the moment, just to be with him. How happy you were that he was okay, he was alive, and he was happy. With you, with everything, with everyone.

You happily take his hand, and you both dance. Dance like it’s your last day alive. Because for the both of you, this day proved any day could be your last. And before you know it, the both of you are yelling out of pure joy, pure happiness. In the midst of your dancing, he grabbed onto your hips at some point, twirling you around in the air, and you laugh.

You put a hand on his cheek, with a bright smile, and you kiss him for a brief moment before pulling away. “Where’d you learn to do all that anyway?” rocket chuckles, “pete.” he smiles with a shrug, and the both of you laugh. “Of course.”

[pacifymebby]

Abandonment Issues / Billy + Stu

Billy

🥧 Because you're so scared that people will leave you, you are also scared to get close to anyone

🔪 So despite Billy's best efforts to get close to you, you're shut off and you just won't let him in

🥧 Its fine when you're just friends, you're so close and you trust him, and he feels like you're all his... But then when feelings get involved... The moment you realise you maybe like him as more than just a friend...

🔪 Thats when your doubts and paranoid thoughts tend to kick in, thats when you shut down.

🥧 So over night you seem to change, you start pushing him away, making up excuses not to spend so much time with him...

🔪 If Billy wasn't so persistent that would have been the end of things, but Billy has his own issues... He's possesive, terrified of being left, of losing you... So he will not let that happen

🥧 He'd double down and root twice as hard for you, he'd make up more reasons to be around you, he'd keep saying things like "you know you can talk to me about anything yeah..."

🔪 And then when he finally snaps, he does it quiet and calm... Climbs in through your bedroom window one evening all, "forgive me for the intrusion y/n but I couldn't sleep... See i was lying there awake thinking about you..." "Smooth Billy..." he ignores your sarcasm and just carries on, "I was trying to work out whats wrong with you...cause somethings chanhed recently and i don't understand why... We went from being best friends you know... We were building to something real good, all the trailers were released and people you know, they couldn't wait to see the full feature but then... well... The movie never came out, all those trailers got pulled from the cinemas, the production company slashed the budget and well... It feels like you don't wanna know me anymore..."

🥧 You want to be cold with him, you try to be cold with him... "you never stop to think maybe i don't..." he'd get mad if it wasn't such a terrible lie, instead he just looks at you with those sad puppy eyes and reaches out to you.

🔪 "No, no it isn't that... Cause you might not wanna know me anymore doll but i still know you... Its something else..."

🥧 And you can't ignore those puppy eyes. You can't keep lying when you can see the hurt on his face so you bite the bullet and admit how you really feel...

🔪"I'm sorry Billy I'm just... Whenever i get too close to someone i ruin them... Everything gets all fucked up and they leave or it all just..."

🥧 He'd try to cut you off when you get upset, he hates seeing you cry and usually he'd be plotting to kill whoever was responsible for those tears, but today its just you and him

🔪 So he catches your chin between his thumb and finger and tilts your face up to look at his.. "hey, hey... Don't cry y/n..."

🥧 Thing is he knows exactly how you feel, he too is terrified of being left alone by those he cares about most in the world. Right then he wants nothing more than to hold you tight but he knows he needs to talk to you... Tell you how things are, how they are going to be

🔪 Because he isn't ever going to let you go, not now he knows you definitely feel the same... And lets face it, even if he hadn't been sure you did... He wouldn't have let you go.

🥧 "I understand y/n, i know you're scared, i get scared sometimes too yeah? But you don't need to be scared with me... This.." he'd point between you and him, "nothings gonna ruin this, and i will never leave you, i promise okay, youre safe with me..."

🔪 The relationship would be intense, you'd stick to one another like glue. You'd rarely be apart, he'd always have a hand on you and if you had a class separate to him or you did have to be away from eachother, he'd make sure you were wearing his sweater or shirt so that you wouldn't really be without him and other people would know you were his.

🥧 It would be a ride or die, you and him against the world kind of love and he'd remind you of that all the time. "Nobody understands me like you do, nobody understands you like i do, its just you and me babe, youre all that matters to me in this world..."

🔪 He would be very protective of you.. He'd want to know why you have these issues, what happened to you, who didn't love you enough? He'd be bitter about it when he found out, he'd never forgive those people who had made you feel like you're easy to abandon.

🥧He'd definitely kill someone to prove his dedication to you... If he had to... So don't make him prove it...

Stu

🍒 Isn't every going to give you the chance to doubt his feelings for you... He never leaves you alone because he's one clingy clingy motherfucker. He doesn't have abandonment issues of his own, more that he has possession issues... Once youre his youre his and he doesnt want to let go of you for even a second.

🔪 If you're hanging out with your friends outside school he's got his arms around you or youre sitting in his lap... If you're walking together he's picking you up, slinging you over his shoulder, spinning you around whatever... The boys just always physically present

🍒 He doesn't always think about what he says though and so often his lack of tact can cause you upset... When he makes flirtasious jokes about other girls, when he makes stupid comments about the cheer squad... Thats all they are to him, just jokes... And he makes them because the idea of him leaving you for anyone is so unbelievable and stupid to him that he doesn't think anyone could ever believe him for a second...

🔪 But the comments play on your mind and one day he makes the joke and you don't laugh, you shrug him off and cut class to go home early... He doesn't realise what he's done but Billy and Randy are just "Its called sensitivity man, try using your brain every once in awhile..." "yeah man girls don't really like it when you joke about cheating on them..." "Moron..." "what she knows I'm joking?" "yeah she seemed real entertained fuckrag..."

🍒 So he rolls his eyes, dramatically sighing before following after you, shouting for you to slow down, you know digging himself a hole in his endearing way.

🔪 When he gets to you he wraps his arms around you tight and rests his chin on your shoulder, hugging you from behind so that you can't escape...

🍒 At first he's still joking with you, layering it on thick, begging for your fogriveness but you can tell its still all a joke to him... But it isn't a joke to you

🔪 He realises he's gone too far when you start crying and his whole demeanour changes, he would immediately stop laughing, spin you round in his arms and hold your face in his hands looking at you with all the seriousness in the world (or as much as someone like stu can muster at any given moment)

🍒 "Hey baby don't cry i was just joking around with you baby girl i was just joking you know i love you..." he'd carry on talking like that, drying your eyes and kissing your face wherever he could until you stopped crying.

🔪 You sniffling "you shouldn't fuckin joke about that shit..." "well why not baby, you know I'd never give you up for anyone or anything you're mine forever..." when you just look at him he realises... You don't know that, you don't know just how much you mean to him... So he says it again.

🍒 "baby girl you are mine forever." he'd hold you tight against his chest cradling your head with his hand, pressing you to him and kissing your forehead. He'd just keep saying it until you understood.

🔪 And from then on he doesn't make as many of those dumb jokes. Instead he acts extra possesive over you, wanting to spend every moment with you reminding you that you're his. Forever.

🍒 It would be sinister if he wasn't such a goof...

🔪 He gives you his necklace to wear and tells you never to take it off, it will remind you that you're his and it'll show everyone else that too.

🍒 Stu is always joking that he'll kill anyone who tries to come between you... But they're just jokes. Right.

[fallingforel]

“Drop the attitude” prompt with frat harry please? x

a/n: sorry for the M.I.A for the past few days have been going to arctic monkeys getting ready for it and getting over it but it's here and I hope you enjoy! As always my blog masterlist is here and this will give you a prompt list and any existing prompts that have already been made, anywhooo lets get on with the show

warnings: cursing, smoking. If there's any others please let me know.

none of my work is proofread, so please let me know of any errors and I will correct them.

words:1,522

in which you're one directions tour manager and Harry's friend with benefits

It was a slow day at work, travelling to the next city. not much was to be done other than making correct calls with the next venue to make sure there was enough space for buses to park round the back and to make sure that there was extra security, which there wasn't. So that made you even more stressed, than you already were trying to make the boys concentrate on what the layout for Tommorow was and whether or not they knew exactly what city they were in, which was hard to do when all they wanted to do was play video games and prank wars on eachother, they were still teenagers so there wasn't a lot you could do to keep them concentrated.

And it was safe to say it was pissing you off to no end, it was really hard to keep teenage boys attention for a matter of minutes before they find something else to do. So you had given up and gone to your bunk to finish the calls off to the appropriate people: one to the boys manager back home as a routine to make sure everything was going smoothly, you had been trusted with taking them from place to place setting up the venue, making sure soundcheck was good making sure none of them were injured; on your own as a 19 year old because you had been given such a good placement year for your second year and you weren't going to let it go at least not yet so you lied the best way you knew how since being in customer service roles since you were 15 had taught you, and you weren't going to let 5 short attention spanned boys let this slip through your fingers.

The other calls you had to make was a breeze, just making sure that extra security had been put in place for the next place you were about to pull into, it was needed for the morning not now as no one was around and you had triple checked.

It didn't take you long to pull into the venue, the other 3 tour buses pulled in and you had gone to check if the stage hands knew what they were doing what time soundcheck was and if they were all prepped before you sent them on your merry way to go and get some rest before heading to the last tour bus which was full of equipment to make sure that nothing had been damaged or lost in transportation to the new venue. After you had gone back outside pulling out a cigarette, because the stress had gotten too much for you, the constant shouting and screaming of the fans as well as the boys.

"you shouldn't smoke it's bad for you, how many times have I told you?" Harry said from behind you, not scaring you because you could hear footsteps getting closer to you. "You really think I care? Besides, your bandmates smoke so what's it to you?" "nothing. Don't care about them like I care about you sweetheart" he says before coming up behind you to hug you which you shrug off, beyond pissed at him for not paying attention to you when it was needed the most. "WOW, you don't even care about us?" Louis pipes up from beside him clearly overhearing what had been said between the two of you. "of course I care about you you dick" is all he says before running off to tussle with his bandmate. "don't care about me though, just a pitiless fuck to you." you say in a quiet whisper. Which unfortunately for you Paul overheard "oh Y/n love are you okay?" is all it takes to get you sobbing, which earns you a hug from Paul.

You two stay like that for god knows how long, "you gonna tell me what's going on kid?" Paul is the first to break the silence you two were in while you finished your cigarette. "It's just all so hard you know? I mean how am I supposed to maintain a career and a boyfriend who I manage as part of that career. Not to mention it is so hard to gain his attention, all the time whether it be just us two to get out our needs or to get the whole bands attention for an opinion on what songs they want to sing that night, or what they want to wear or what they-" Paul cuts you off clearly knowing that you were going to break down again

"yes, it is hard I get that, but what you have to remember is that they are teenage boys who got put into a boyband so young, Harry the youngest, who have never known what it's like to endure this. This is their second time doing this so they haven't got the grasp of it fully. But, they will. As for your's and Harry's relationship, I can't speak on, but what I do know is that you can't juggle both, so it's either, you make it a full time thing between you trying not to blur the line, that is so hard to find, between your jobs and your relationship or you cut ties before one of you gets hurt."

"thanks Paul, you always have such a way with words" Is all you say before he is needed elsewhere and he's giving you a wink and standing up from the curb and leaving you.

Lou, then comes over. "Are you okay, darling? I know how challenging these lot can be trust me, try getting their attention to stay in a chair for an hour there's always one that doesn't want to co-operate but trust me you will find a way y/n" and that got you thinking over ways to make them have your undivided attention, before finally heading back to your designated tour bus bunk to get some shut eye.

when you got into your bunk after getting ready for sleep, Harry was waiting opening the covers for you to clamber in which you didn't instead you turned around going into the back of the bus and settling down into the sofa, it was a few moments until the door burst open and Harry came clambering in and sat on the sofa beside you.

"What the fuck Y/n?"

"get lost Harry, I don't want to speak to you right now. Certainly don't want to be in your proximity, now leave so I can go to bed."

"drop the attitude Y/n, I've been nothing but nice to you these past few days, now tell me what I've done to make you a sour headed bitch today"

"Nothing but nice?" you say with a sarcastic chuckle. "let's see first off you just ignore me when I'm trying to get you to concentrate on your job, figuring out what your wearing if you know where to get on and off the stage, where the stage is. Hell, what fucking city your in. least you could do is answer me when I ask you questions, but instead I'm met with yeahs which doesn't answer my questions it literally doesn't take you that long to answer me. The second thing, what the fuck was that smoking thing, we are not in a relationship so you don't get to talk to me like that. I think we have got the lines blurred between our jobs and our relationship, that we're not even in. so I think it's in our best interest to cut ties while we still can and no one gets hurt, just while I'm here being your tour manager but when I go back to University and you go back on your next tour we can see if something is still there."

"lot to unpack there. Look I promise you, you will have my undivided attention from now on and I will try to get the others to concentrate. as for the smoking thing, I'm sorry. It's just I care about you a fucking whole lot, and yes I shouldn't even have said it especially while we're not even in a relationship, but that's just the thing y/n I wish we were, I hate this friends with benefits it makes me seem just like the womaniser the media portray me and you know how much I hate that image. It fucking kills me that you don't want to continue whatever we have right now, but I understand your doing your job and you don't want to blur anymore lines between us so, I promise you this Y/n, I will wait for you however long it takes for you to come around and back to me, whether that be after you have finished your placement year, while your still our tour manager, when you have graduated from university. However long it may be, I'll be here waiting here for you Baby."

"Thank you Harry. Friends?" you ask with your hand held out as a peace offering for him to shake.

"Friends." he agrees shaking your hand.

[dotster001]

Yves Kloss as a Yandere

Summary:Yves x gn!reader. Pretty much just the title

CW:Yandere content, unhealthy mindsets, guilting, manipulation, self doubt, spoilers for Yves route because this takes place afterwards

Other Versions: Leon

With Yves, things start out soft and pretty, much like him. But the deeper things go, you're left with a sour flavor in your mouth.

Yves knows you have to spend time with his brothers so that you can choose the king. They can't all be king forever, a solution will have to be arrived at eventually. But he enjoys this early honeymoon phase. Waking up in your arms, styling the both of you for the day, hand feeding you pancakes he made himself, private tea parties after training; he's never been so happy.

But pressures from Benitoite and Jade for word from the ill king have picked up, and Sariel insists you make a decision. So your days, while still spent with Yves, are also filled with his brothers, each one trying to prove to you that they would be the best king.

Yves no longer feels like he has to be king. He doesn't have to prove himself to anyone. So he helps you come up with questions to ask his brothers, he conducts his own interviews and investigations, he takes notes for you, he's enjoying life as your pretty secretary. It feels so domestic. He's so in love with it.

The brothers grow closer to you everyday, so that when the day comes to choose a new king, none of the brothers are opposed to abolishing clause 99 in favor of you and Yves remaining together.

You both move into his home in the lands he's in charge of managing, and things feel even more domestic. Your days are filled with eachother, and his people quickly grow to see his human side with you on his arm. He's so happy.

He's so excited to show off his newfound luck and happiness when the king decides to visit each of his brothers lands to officially meet the people.

Yves spends the day prepping the castle for the visits. He delegates out tasks, and puts you in charge of entertaining the king until he's able to get there. One thing leads to another, and he gets farther and farther behind in his plans. But he knows you have it under control. You always do!

…

…

…

He knew you had grown close to his brothers. He didn't know you'd grown close enough for the king to put his hand on your knee. 

When he notices Yves, the hand is immediately removed, but you don't seem to think anything of it, and turn to greet Yves happily, asking if everything's ready and if he's okay.

He nods, and gives out a slightly angry response, which you assume is because of his plans being delayed.

He escorts you both around his kingdom, holding your arm tightly the entire time, and gritting his teeth when he has to address his brother. The king gives his speech, they have a feast, then he leaves the next morning. All is well.

The second incident is when you fall ill while out picking apples. Obviously, Rio had followed you when you'd moved in with Yves. He was an excellent butler, and Yves knew he could trust him to someday be his head adviser/manager/representative. He knew you were close, but you'd chosen him.

Then you collapsed with fever in the orchard, and he'd watched as Rio scooped you in your arms and took charge of the situation.

For three days, he watched as Rio tenderly brushed your hair from your sweaty forehead, gazed at you with loving care, and never left your side.

He didn't know how he hadn't seen it before, but Rio was absolutely mad for you. Too much for his liking.

The third incident is when Jin comes to visit. The three of you chat for hours, and as the night draws on, he ends up resting his head in your lap. You simply laugh, instead of telling him off, like you should, and Jin makes a comment about stealing you out from under Evie if he's not careful.

He's angrily whisking eggs the next morning when you ask him what's wrong. He slams the bowl down, uncaring of the liquid that spills on the countertop.

You don't love him anymore. You hate him just like everyone else. He was never lucky enough to hold onto you. He's not strong and smart like his brothers and Rio, who was he ever kidding.

You're standing and wrapping your arms around him. No! He's the one you love! You don't want anyone else, he's your Evie!

He feels guilty how deeply he relishes the attention, but he won't complain when your warm arms are embracing him, and you're telling him everything you love about him.

For a while after that, you're more clingy than usual, like you're scared if you let him go, he'll disappear. You're more attentive, too, trying to prove that you love him. You still let Him rest in your lap, but the way You're treating Yves, it's clear you only see it as a platonic gesture. He feels a little silly. Of course he had nothing to worry about.

But when Licht hugs you for a moment too long when he visits to celebrate Yves' birthday, it no longer feels like he has nothing to worry about….

Both you and Licht immediately catch on to the change in his mood, even though you haven't caught on to the why of it. But he doesn't care. Of course you'd like Licht. He was noble, and strong, and, despite his cold exterior, incredibly soft hearted. He really didn't stand a chance when he looked at it.

And he tells you so, that night, after he finishes brushing his hair. You love Licht. But it's fine. He gets it. He hopes you'll be happy together.

Any rest you may have been looking forward to is far gone in an instant. You're immediately kneeling before him, crying into his lap, your words tripping over themselves as you try to tell him how you only love him. He gets the gist of it from your sobs, and the fact that you don't even look at Licht for the rest of the weekend, let alone talk to him or touch him.

The glee he feels, knowing your attention is solely on him, is addictive. He knows he should feel bad. But he can't.

So the next time he starts to worry you're drifting too far away from him, it's back to the guilt trip. You don't love him anymore. He isn't the one you want to marry. You just feel bad for him.

It doesn't take long for your kind heart to crack, and for you to be ultra aware of the people you interact with. Now before you look at anyone else, you always nervously look at Yves first. If someone else interacts with you, you always make sure it's quick, and then return to Yves and tell him everything you love about him.

But it's still not enough.

All these people want to steal you from him. You are the only thing he has been lucky enough to have. No one else will ever love him like you do. Don't they all understand that?

Even when you aren't interacting with other people, and it's just you and him, if he notices you aren't putting as much effort into proving your love for him, he lays on the guilt thick.

By the time your wedding finally comes around, he feels a joy that is hard to hide. You only look at him. And if your eyes aren't on him, they are on your hands, or closed as you rest your head on his shoulder. You're always touching him in some way, whether it's an arm around his waist, a hand threaded with his, your foot bumping his under the table. He's ecstatic! You truly love only him, and now all those other people know it as well!

One day, Jin pulls Yves to the side, and expresses his concern over your new behavior. He's worried. You only ever talk to Yves now, and you always seem nervous. Are you sick? Did something happen? Him, Licht, and Leon have all been very worried.

But Yves assures him everything is fine! The two of you have never been more happy and in love! 

As to why you don't talk to other people, maybe You've grown a little shy, since you spend all your time with each other? He doesn't know, but you always seem fine to him! 

Jin nods and gives a weak smile, but it's clear he's not really buying the explanation.

It doesn't matter though, now that you're his perfect, well behaved spouse, who only has eyes for him! Who cares if they don't understand your love? As long as you only love him, only look at him, only touch him, the both of you will finally have a happily ever after!

[nanivinsmoke]

Oh can I get Robin with a male S/O that she betrayed in her days before the straw hats that she genuinely loved but betrayed them out of fear of being sold out by them and they meet again while she's with the straw hats and while they both still love eachother he's still hurt and angry that she betrayed him but they do end up back together so basically Fluff to agnst and back to fluff.

yes you may! here you go, also thanks for the male sub, i need to grow with this.

Robin x Male!Reader | Feelings

before thriller bark, but after enies lobby.

angst and fluff

more down below ↓

She didn’t expect to see him again, she didn’t know what to say. How many years has it been? It didn’t matter, she couldn’t forget about him. Not after what she did and said to him. Her heart banged in her chest, as she stared into his eyes that had pain all over them. ‘Y/N, im sorry’. Robin began apologizing, feeling every emotion she felt that day come back to her. She had hurt you, the person she loved.

The male chuckled, and shook off the loosened hands of the woman’s crew mates, before he spoke. ‘Save your apologies for someone who cares’ He glared at her, that day replaying in his head each time her stared into her blue eyes. She sighed and looked at her friends, she wanted to be alone with him. She needed him to know how sorry she is, and to hear him out on everything. Even if he would hate her in the end, she would be okay knowing that she finally got to hear how he felt.

‘But I don’t want to go! Ouch!’ Her captain poured before being hit in his head by the navigator, before being dragged away finally leaving the tow of them alone. ‘Y/N, I know how you feel—‘ She began but was quickly shot down. ‘No! You don’t know how I feel, I gave you my all and you threw it all away. I put my trust in you, I believed in you. I never gave you any reason to think I would betray you. And on top of that, you made me love you, Nico Robin’

Tears were forming at his eyes, this was the first time she seen him cry. ‘I knew about your history, I knew about your island, and how the world government was after you. I knew that and I didn’t care. I just knew that I was always going to be there for you, I was going to protect you’ Hearing that warmed her heart, she was so scared of being alive and hunted, that she couldn’t see this man would do anything to keep her alive.

But, she realizes that now. Thanks to her friends that helped her realize living isn’t a crime. She stood up and moved closer to him, engulfing him in a hug; as the tears he so tried to keep from falling, fell from his eyes. ‘That day you left, it felt like I died and way in hell. When you told me you were using me and that I meant nothing to you, I didn’t believe it. But when you left and didn’t come back, I knew you were serious. I didn’t sleep for days, I barely ate. That sadness soon turned to anger, and I pushed away everyone who cared about me’

He paused and pulled away, while she sprouted an extra limb and grabbed a tissue for him. ‘I began to think about what I would do and say to you. I thought about being cruel and calling you names, but deep down in my heart I knew I couldn’t. I couldn’t do anything mean to you, I couldn’t hurt you because you had been hurt enough. I still loved you. I still do to this day’ He admitted.

Her mind was all over the place. She was trying to decide what to say. But, her heart made a decision for her. She grabbed them by their chin, kissing them with passion. She still loved him. Tears cascaded down her pale face, and she pulled away. ‘I was scared, I didn’t know if I could love someone again. No matter how much I tried to fake it, I still loved you Y/N. But, do I deserve your love?’ She questioned with a smile, that was dying to collapse.

‘If you can find it in your heart to forgive me, I think I would be at peace with how things end today. If you could trust me once more, I promise I won’t break it. And maybe, we could work on us’ She spoke hopefully. She wanted to be with him. He said nothing and turned away, and she took that as a no. She sighed, and her lips trembled before she forced another smile. ‘Goodb—‘

‘Okay, I forgive you. Robin’

Those words made her swoon. From that day, the two old lovers began to work on their relationship. That same day, Robin asked could he join their crew, and her captain immediately said yes. He was the perfect addition and fit right in.

[kolour-me-kourt]

Chapter Fourteen: “They always seem sweet in the beginning”

Where are Jayson and YN now? A month after the infidelity little progress has been made after the first week Jayson made an appointment with a therapist and begged YN to come with him. It's been four sessions and YN does not like the therapist at all she tries to hide but she doesn't do it well enough. Her relationship with Melo? Stronger than ever it's like they've truly become friends like she's claim they've always been the only awkward moments where when Melo and Jayson crossed paths they would speak but never talk too long YN wanted to fix that but she had to work on her and Jayson first.

Currently her and Jayson were in therapy session number five her friend had dropped her off because they carpooled to work together so YN was a little late which already had pissed Jayson off so tensions were high as the session continued.....

"Infidelity can affect people in many different ways... YN can you tell Jayson an emotion that you felt other than anger and sadness after he told you he cheated" "I felt betrayed" "Jayson how does that make you feel to hear that" "like shit... we were working on being a team ... I knew everything she had been through and I still messed  this up.... badly" "YN can you acknowledge Jayson also has some intense feelings about the cheating incident" "I'm sure he does have feelings about it..... but do they matter"

"I don't matter?" Jayson asks YN the therapist takes over again "let's rephrase the question Jayson" "i don't know how to rephrase that she just said  I don't matter! " YN rolls her eyes "no.... I said they don't matter as In your feelings about fucking your ex don't matter cause Nah I feel like every bad feeling you feel about that situation you should" "YN are you actively working on forgiving Jayson cause that sounded very vengeful"

"do you want me to tell the truth or not? .....of course I wanna move forward but it's only been a month and guess what? we haven't even been around eachother that much between him working and being a father he doesn't have much time for this relationship which didn't use to be a problem but now.... I require more because of the lack of trust " "I make time as much as I can I can't put being a father or my career on the back burner and I know you don't even really want me to do that you just trying to make me hurt so stop I'm on to your game" she smiled

"Okay I'm stoping" "YN please try to explain your feelings throughly" the therapist tries to save the conversation before it goes off the deep end "is our time not up yet? I swear I've been in here more than an hour he told me to stop so I'm stoping I'm over it" "you don't listen to shit else I say so Tf you talking about" "who tf you talking to Jayson don't raise your voice in front of this man like you run something" "see this the shit I was talking about" he said to the doctor YN lifted her eyebrow

"you were talking about me before I came in?" "Well you were late so I'm gonna get my moneys worth" "oh wow okay" "if you wanted to be on time you would've been but you don't care about this" "stop doing that!! you can put your career first but as soon as I do the same I get accused of not giving a fuck also I wasn't driving you expect me to leave my job in the middle of meeting to go to a therapy session? No Jayson real jobs don't work like that" "see how she says real jobs ... I have a real job" "yeah you do so let me rephrase corporate jobs don't work like that Jayson you wanna be fixated on every word I say instead of trying to figure out what I'm actually saying cause it makes you look like the good guy but newflash nigga we're in therapy because you cheated!" Before Jayson could speak the therapist cut him off

"let me jump in here you guys just said a lot YN first can you explain your earlier statement when you said you need more time or he doesn't make time can you explain that"

"Yeah ... all I'm saying is to a certain degree he makes time  but by the time you get to my city in my place you look so damn tired I don't even wanna bother you with anything serious or heavy I rather just sit there and soak up the time I do have before you have to leave again most of our couple time id spent here now"

"so you do like spending time with Jayson still?" "Absolutely.... Or I would've just left we only argue here cause we only talk about real stuff in here " " not as much as Melo" Jayson stated "here we go again" "who's melo" "a friend" "a friend who use to fuck her" "but have I fucked him since we started dating" "no .... But that wasn't my argument anyway ... seeing you together as friends makes me feel like we might never have that especially since I fucked up this bad" "you want a friendship?" She said softly "yes I feel like that part of our relationship .... I'm being replaced because you have Melo back I don't think you would cheat so I wasn't trying to say that I'm sorry if you felt like that's what I was saying " she kissed his cheek melting to the sound of his voice

"okay I understand that.... How do you want me to change that though" "just be more friendly with me we don't do fun stuff anymore it's all romantic stuff which I enjoy but..." "nah I feel you um okay" "just okay?" "Yeah I understand what else should I say?" "You know what nothing whatever" she gets upset again "yeah whatever" "well I think we've approached the end of this session .... I'll see you two same time next week?"

"Ask him not me"  "yeah I'll be here doctor on time idk about her though" "I'm always where I'm supposed to be so what are you talking about" "let's focus I'll see you guys next week same time okay thank you remember your homework" "thank you sir" YN smiled standing up Jayson shakes his hand "yes I'll fill her in" and then opens the door for YN letting her walk out first.

he guides her through the lobby and out to the car

"I wanna keep talking when we get in the car" Jayson said glancing down at her "I'll pay you big money if you don't" YN laughed he lets her in the car and then gets in glancing at her. "I don't feel like you working with me" "Jayson I'm trying this is all I got ...." "Alright" he pulls off speeding to her house "okay then" "next time I'm picking you up from your office so you can be on time" "mhm"

he laughed slightly smirking "what?" She glanced "I can feel this getting toxic cause all I wanna do right now is fuck you" "oh wow okay" "you gon let me?" She licked her lips "yeah I'm gonna let you" "you want me?" She smiled "always" "let's get home then" she smiled in the seat

They hadn't had sex since she's known everytime he would start up she would get nervous and make him stop. But now she was to the point where it's been a month and she wanted to rip the band aid off. After all their sex had never been an issue she enjoyed getting fucked by Jayson and some good sex might truly be the only way to spice up this day.

"We still moving at your pace so if you don't want to by the time we get home I understand" he glanced at her "I want to... I need you" she said the second part softly but he heard it made him feel good for her to say that. The relationship had been rocky but to hear that she still wanted him this badly he had a lot to live up too.

*Time skip*

She found herself unfulfilled as soon as things would start to feel good he changed what he did they were just totally out of sync and she didn't know what she needed she just knew that the sex wasnt it for her. So as she laid in bed beside someone she loves dearly she wondered if she could continue to fake this cause he clearly had a good time. What she didn't know is he absolutely knew something was off but he didn't want her to take it the wrong way so he didn't say anything. He felt great but he could tell she didn't and he tried his hardest to get that to change but it didn't. He pulled her close kissing her forehead

".... That was amazing" she said softly "for me too.... You did your thing I missed you like that" he groaned she laughed slightly During the sex she found herself on another level just simply trying to cum but she couldn't get it to happen and he couldn't either "I understand you baby" "I did something wrong?" "No why you say that?" "No reason just wanted to know... I didn't wanna rush you into anything or make you feel rushed I'm not going no where" she smiled getting up to straddle him

"I love you .... A lot and I wanna apologize for the way I acted in therapy ... *sighs* I just was feeling a little ... idk the word but I do want you to know that I heard you about the friendship thing and we can start working on it ... cause I love you and I want this" he casually rubs her butt as she talks to him "thank you for telling me that baby I needed to hear it... gimmie kiss" she leans down kissing his lips "you forgive me?" "Yes I forgive you.... Now you really feel okay about the sex?" "Yesss I loved it"

"okay good that's all that matters .... I know it's gonna take us a while and I was just making sure we was good on that end" "yes nothing to worry about" ".... Can we go for round two?" He lifts her up slightly holding her up "mmmm should we?" She smiles he sits her back down gently "nah you right we shouldn't ... I'm trying to take you out later as a friend" he smiles she laughed "hmmm? And do what?" "Go back to the basics .... We going bowling" she laughed "should I dig out that pink dress?" She kissed his lips again "I would love to see you in that ... we was matching that day cause I had on some pink shorts" "yes you did... looking edible" "why you ain't let me hit then?" She hit him gently laughing 

"I didn't wanna start this relationship off with sex.... Cause sometimes sex fades and what if we didn't like eachother" "you right baby .... You like me again?" She sighed "unfortunately" she smiled rolling her eyes playfully and he laughed "fuck you mean unfortunately?" He flips her over on her back pinning her down "babyyy I was just playing" "better be" he starts kissing all over her face "mmmmm" he starts fingering her "Jayson baby...." "Can you cum for me? Please" "I..." "please?" He kisses her lips "yes" "you so fuckin wet... cum for me" he keeps kissing her "want me to rub your clit?" "Yesss please" she tried her hardest to cum but just couldn't he kissed her lips. He felt her getting wetter and wetter "right there baby" she moaned softly "you sure?" "Yes just kiss me" his fingers continued flick upwards as his thumb rubbed her clit and she moans into his mouth. It was evident she wasn't cuming at least not with him she moved her hips and started shaking her legs. "Mmmm" "there you go ... cum for me" "ahhhh yesssss" "gooddd mm" he moaned while kissing all over her face. She smiles "thank you" "nah thank you" he stands up looking down at her. She closes her legs sitting up

"You have to leave ... tomorrow morning" "nah" " what you mean?" " you got three more days with me ....if you want me" "why?" "I mean I can go home" He started to get annoyed "I'm just simply asking .... Is their a specific reason?" "Deuce isn't gonna be home until the end of the week ... so it's no point in me rushing home and I wanted to spend the time with you" "I want you to... I was just making sure you weren't jeopardizing anything" "no not at all ... so can I freshen up and we go out?"

"Bowling?" "Or something else if you don't wanna do that" "I wanna do something together... like if we go bowling I'll be forced to beat your ass" she smiled "bae I beat you in two games last time so what you talking about?" "Jayson stop lying" "I'm lying?" "Shhh let me dream" "what you wanna go do? I have an idea but if we do it I wanna surprise you..." "let's do that then" "let me make some calls..." "Well hurry up so I can shower before we go"

*time skip ****back in the car*****

"I wanna have fun with you tonight but can we talk about something?" He said as he speeds down the highway slightly glancing at her "yes?" " don't get mad I don't wanna argue" "okay" "I heard you in the shower...." "singing?" She smiled "no be serious bae .... I guess you were using the shower head why you ain't call me in there?" Truth be told she was so sexually frustrated from him not being able to make her cum so she finished up herself because she didn't wanna have this conversation and more importantly she didn't wanna be disappointed again like not making her cum while having sex she kinda gets since they've been off ... but he couldn't even finger her she loves him dearly so she'll finish herself.

"I figured you were tired and I was still .... Feeling like I needed more so I just did something quick plus I wanted to go out I didn't wanna get something started and then we wouldn't leave"  "and you sure that's all?" "Yes I'm positive" "well next time call me in there baby I wanna help" "okay I didn't think it was the deep honestly" "you wasn't moaning for me like that but for the shower head...." she cuts him off

"Jayson I didn't know you could hear me I'm sorry" "bae I dont think you get it" "well help me too" "we're working on being a team right? Before I cheated you would've called me In the shower I know you would have and that's all I'm saying I know it's gonna take time to grow but I wanna call out the moments where it's clear we're not being a team anytime you wanna cum and I'm around I wanna help that's all" " okay baby I understand now I'm sorry" "it's okay I just wanted you to know these things so it won't become an issue" "okay" "I made a few calls so I hope you enjoy tonight" "I'm sure I will" he picks her hand up kissing it softly "I hope I didn't ruin your vibe" "no not at all Bae" "well we're almost there"

"And where are we going?" "Didn't I say it was surprise" she laughed "yeah you did" soon enough he parked and they were at this building that looked very modern she was excited. He got out the car coming over to let her out to.

"Am I dressed correctly?" "You look good"

He grabbed her hand walking her into the building to see a bunch of tables with food on them.... "Cooking lessons?" "Just a cooking class bae" "ooou this will be fun" she smiled as he pulled her in to meet the person leading the class and a few more couples walked in jayson and YN decided to stand in the back.

As the class went on one thing became unbelievably clear .... They were still a team. They were working completely in sync not having to say anything too much and their dish came out amazing. Being completely in sync in the kitchen made YN realize their sex wasn't bad she was just in her head about it and once she can let those walls down and be into her man like he's into her the sex will be good again.

"Hmmm lessons and then we get to eat? This was great" she kissed his lips "and we got to work together.... I think we did a great job" "we did" he pulled her close as they continued to eat.

"We gotta get to the next place Bae" "oh okay" they pack up and clean their station before getting back into the car "what made you think of cooking lessons?" "My mama said it would be something you enjoyed" "Brandy knows me well" "and she likes you" "did you ever tell her .... What happened?" "Yeah.... Especially when I didn't think you were coming back to me" "how did she react?" "She was disappointed because she raised me better than that and because she liked you so much and because she knows I love you"

"you love me?" She smiled "yeah I love you from the top of your head to your fat feet" "my feet are not fat😒" "mmmm okay Bae" "you're annoying you know that?" "Yes but you love me" "I do love you from the top of your head to your ugly feet" she laughed "you know I'm self conscious about my feet" Jayson said holding back his laughter "boy bye your feet look like you've been playing basketball all your life.... Cause you have" he pauses at the red light glancing at her kissing her again. "I'm glad we going in the right direction .... Cause Fr I do love you and I don't wanna lose you.... Ever" "well .... Let's make sure you don't bae"

[msfcatlover]

@fandomwandererer

im still like mid s3 in tma but im practically spoiled all the way to somewhere else, tell me more about the archivist tim story. is the not them even relevant if tim is already marked by the stranger? if it is who end up a not!them? tim would need a spider mark right? wonder what that is

*vibrating in place* ARCHIVIST!TIM STOKER, MY BELOVED!

You have no idea how much I love this AU. You have no idea how long I could talk about it. No, really. It took so many edits to keep this response reasonable.

(This is from my notes document on this AU, and does not include the lengthy conversation that originally spawned it. My adoration of Archivist!Tim cannot be overstated.)

Okay, okay. A couple things to establish. First: I cannot take full credit for this AU. @daydreamingofdragons & I came up with it together while bouncing ideas off eachother, and it spiraled (ha) out of control. This is just as much their monster as it is mine.

Second: Tim Stoker’s trauma is not defined by being from the Stranger. His tie to the Stranger hugely shapes his character, but not the Stranger itself. Tim’s trauma is defined by the feeling that he had multiple chances to save his brother and didn’t; that Tim watched Danny die, too close not to feel like Tim should’ve done something, and even though Tim consciously tries to argue with himself that there was nothing he could’ve done, Tim can never silence the part of him which says Tim’s actions (or lack thereof) indirectly killed his little brother. You don’t need the Stranger for that.

(a few post-s3 spoilers below cut, as well as other answers.)

Third: The purpose of the Archivist is to collect “marks” (scars/traumas) from each of the Entities. The Archivist is chosen for their potential to collect those marks, and how easy they seem like they’ll make it (translation: how much work Elias has to put in himself.) To make a viable Archivist candidate, you need to ask what mark/s they already have when they first arrive at the Institute, how Elias might manipulate them, and how much manipulation it would take for them to start putting “finding answers” above “personal safety.” (So Jon Sims is an exceptionally good candidate because he’s driven by a desperate need to understand, he has trouble trusting others, his self-worth was already garbage by the time he got to the Magnus Institute, a consequence of both being a tendency to do absolutely everything himself, and he walked in already marked by arguably the hardest Entity to manipulate into doing anything.)

While the Web would be needed eventually, it's not needed as a foundation. Any mark will do, though if anyone at the Institute is still marked by the Web, you need to give your chosen Archivist a mark just as (if not more) rare & dangerous to make them the more tempting prospect.

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So, Tim is not marked by the Stranger; we actually had him marked by the End (full statement outlined,) and to compensate for how not Eye-aligned Tim is (canon!Tim wants answers about what happened to Danny, but beyond that curiosity is very much not one of Tim's defining character traits; he's not driven for want of knowledge the way Jon & Sasha are, he's driven by love for those closest to him & a need to find a guilty party who can be blamed & punished for any suffering they endure) we had each one of his assistants be marked by a different Entity. After all, if Tim doesn't care about answers or mysteries that don't affect people he cares about, the answer is to tie those mysteries to the personal struggles of those people he cares about.

Jon kept his Web mark (still Mr. Spider, and Jon was definitely the backup in case anything happened to Tim, but the End was always going to be the biggest risk to get a mark from, which makes it just too tempting even with Tim's temper & disposition taken into account.)

Sasha was marked by the Dark (the first time Tim uses his powers is to protect her from it, eventually leading Tim to directly help Basira & co with the lowercase-r ritual the People's Church performed in s2.)

Martin was marked by the Stranger (and also is the only assistant Tim didn't choose; Martin was Gertrude's last assistant, while Jon & Sasha were on a list of "pre-approved" potential assistants Elias gave Tim.)

(and yes, we fully figured out how Sasha & Martin were both impacted, and how it would tie into the plot & their respective arcs. Especially Martin & Jon's tragic enemies-to-friends-to-lovers story in this version.)

That gives Tim 4 different rabbits to chase down. By the time he's started to clear up even one of them, chances are other avatars would start to poke their noses into the archives' business. And then Tim's temper, need to protect those he deems to be his own, and need for retribution on any who would harm them would keep Tim locked solidly into the Archivist's role. He's not going to try to leave as long as they're still at risk, and he's always going to jump in front of that bus rather than throw any of his people under it. And once Tim figures out what's happening, he's far more likely to try to get ahead of things by taking the fight to the other avatars rather than try to slide beneath their notice the way Jon mostly did.

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The NotThem isn't actually that relevant, though we did play a bit with the idea of NotBasira. Instead, @daydreamingofdragons came up with a new creature who does the opposite: it steals identities by rendering people unrecognizable. Not like it replaces them or completely changes their appearance, but it's the cross-section of the fear of mistaking a stranger for someone you care about & the fear of being rejected by loved ones. This person claiming to be your brother is obviously not your brother---sure, at a distance you might mistake them for your brother, maybe they could even fool someone who doesn't know your brother that well, but you can very clearly see all the little differences that show this cannot possibly be your brother. Especially if you have a picture to compare. It's not your brother, you know it's not your brother, why is this complete stranger insisting that they're your brother? Why do they know so many things about your brother, why are they wearing his clothes, how did they get the lucky charm he never takes off? What did they DO to him?!?

(It is, in fact, your brother. He knows why you're acting like this, he can't recognize himself in the mirror, but it doesn't make your complete rejection of his identity hurt any less.)

I can't remember if we actually discussed this, but I've been calling it the "Innominate." Which is an adjective meaning "something anonymous or unnamed," but sounds like a word that could easily be a verb meaning "to un-name something, to render anonymous," and also works as a proper noun just fine.

It goes after Jon in mid-to-late s2. This leads to everyone needing to figure out whether or not they still trust Jon ("trust & love as an active choice," you're such a good theme and I love you so, so much,) Georgie joining the Institute to investigate Jon's "disappearance" (they reconnected after Jon did the follow-up on Melanie's statement in s1,) and Tim needing to save Jon from Daisy after they find Gertrude's body (s2 finale, rather than s1; but once the police are there, there is one person in this verse who is obviously skittish, out of place, and doesn't want to show identification to the cops, and it's not the Archivist. Tim's being nothing but coolly polite & helpful, because he's worried about his people and wants to get these cops out of his archives as soon as humanly possible.)

The antagonist for s1 is the Spiral rather than the Corruption, and after Michael (& co) invades the Archives, Tim ends up going to Hill Top Road for a guiding thread so he can rescue his friends. He hates it, but Tim recognizes the pattern, has no pre-existing hangups about the Web, and there's an original statement in there about a woman getting lost in the tunnels and following a thread of spider silk all the way to the trap door in the archives. With the help of the thread anchored in Tim's chest, he's able to trick a different Spiral ally into the heart of the Distortion and safely recover Sasha, Martin, & Jon from the chaotic, twisting halls. With the changed heart (and the loss of Michael's obsession) the Distortion retreats for a while.

[adidegmez]

the umbrella academy s4 spoilers

well the last season

ep 1

five is a CIA agent. it is so cool. ben tricked them. im glad they got their Powers back but they didnt want their Powers most of them at least. theyll be so mad at him. tom holland!

ep 2

im scared. i cant believe five didnt see what ben did. theyre so funny. I avoided spoilers, I have no idea what will happen next. why did she trust ben. they are all amazing. What does Jean and Gene want with jennifer? they almost killed them.

ep 3

im glad klaus is alive. it was a tragic accident… :') i like abigail. I hope she is what she seems. in previous seasons i didnt like the team except five. i mean i loved them at first but the decisions they made make me not liking them. but now it has been a long time i even forgot most of it. i really miss seeing them. this is the last season and i am starting to love them again. i hope they all get a happy ending.

ep 4

reginald killed ben!!!!!! ben and jennifer It scares me what they can do and I haven't seen any spoilers yet and the uncertainty scares me even more. five and lila working together i love them. well World is ending, again. but its probably okay because five will save the World.

ep 5

six years five months two days. they spent so much time there. not five and lila please. Diego and lila was good. five wouldnt do that to Diego. abigail!

ep 6

I thought there would be 8 episodes. How will they end everything now? They won't have happy endings, right? this season didnt make sense. five and lila spent so much time together but I wish they hadn't told the family. What did the writers do this season? this can't be happening. everything is going bad right now. The love trilogy was so unnecessary, I wish they hadn't done such a thing. At least they would be on good terms with each other. everyone is trying to save the World Diego and five is just fighting with eachother. five left his family. old five wouldnt do that. he would do anything to save his family just like he did in the other seasons. what did she make right? abigail ended the World. and thats why i loved five the first time. his family ended the World and he didi everything in his power to save it. but he never succeeded. but he tried. again and again. and now they want me to believe five would upset his brother. he wouldnt do that. he would focus on saving the World and his family again. i dont know if the end makes sense it kinda does but couldn't there be another way? i thought they would have a happy ending or something like that. Could they have lived if Ben hadn't given them marigold? or are they the problem not the marigold. this wasnt a happy ending, it was the opposite. Everyone lived except the people I cared about. I wanted the Umbrella Academy to get the ending they deserved but instead they are dead. why? Couldn't there really be another ending?

some stories just dont have happy endings, right? and this was one of them at least for me, yeah the World is okay. They put up a video where everyone is happy, but it's not a happy ending for me. i dont like this. I wish they had done something much different.

This story ended for better or worse. Sometimes I laughed and sometimes I cried. I'm happy to witness their adventures no matter what. and lastly, I'll probably watch the first 3 seasons again(because i need to, i need to see five and the others the way they used to be), but I'm not sure if I'll watch fourth season.

[theturtlefamily]

Hi! Idk if this is the right blog to ask but I figured it couldn't hurt.. feel free to ignore this if there's too much info / you don't feel like answering / whatever

So.. I've got this online friend.. we've been best friends for a year and a half, we mentally adopted eachother as siblings over a year ago, and we've also been datitng for the past three months... I love them a shitton and we're literally soulmates. We've both got like, childhood trauma, so sometimes we do act childish or something like that, I guess, but recently they confessed they were an age regressor. As in they've got pacis and they interact with the community and stuff.

I really wanna support them and I've been learning some words like caregiver, little space, etc, but I'm still very confused. They off-handedly mentioned that I could be their caregiver when they first told me and I just kind of said of course cause we're everything to eachother and I didn't know what that was, but I'm starting to suspect that's it's a much bigger deal than they let on and I wanna take that responsibility seriously.

Also the more I look into this the more I think I might mildly age regress too? Which is confusing. I don't know all of the terminology and I'd wanna explore that side of me but idk it's so new and idk if I can be their caregiver if I also regress? It's confusing.

I'm pretty good with kids and I know them really well so I've been managing okay so far, I think, but it's also weird because it's long distance and I'm really scared to fuck up.

I'm also confused about like- so rn we're still teenagers but we've got big plans for when we're adults cuz they're gonna move here and come live with me and we wanna get married and have kids and like.. I guess I'm confused about how them being a little is gonna impact that? Like will they be a good parent or am I gonna end up having days where I take care of everything on my own? What kind of an impact is it gonna have on our kids to see their parent(s?) acting like children sometimes??

Anyways thanks for reading this far feel free to ignore this

Well, I'm glad you have a good bond with them. That's a good thing. And yes, you can be a caregiver and age regressor. That is called being a flip. And flips can be good caregivers as well, don't worry. When it comes to being asked to be a caregiver, that is really important. That means they trust you. So it probably meant the world to them that you said yes.

And secondly, about the kids' part. I can't say I can relate to much to that. As I personally am not a regressor, I can tell you a few things regarding what I know and have seen.

It will be a little bit difficult to regress when you have children. But in some cases, when the child is older, they can learn. Such as to know your regression and accept it. My headmates age regress a lot. And some have children or take care of them. But they are still good at what they are doing.

I can't provide much when it comes to the kids' part, and I'm sorry about that. But what I am saying is that being a regressor isn't bad when it comes to parenthood/taking care of kids in general.

If you want, you can stick around my blog. You can claim an anon and such. I will listen if you need anything. You are doing great.