#get over feeling like thaf

[doloridis]

the faith of the seven is the only thing that has been consistent in ali’s whole life so of course she is going to cling on tight to it

[lilgynt]

oh and i finished sharp objects in like one sitting at work today bc my brother read it and we talked about it more cause i had the show he had the book and glad he didn’t. but insane he didn’t make any connections to home. like not in an emo everything sucks way but my mom has said exact lines adora has and me well…

[nuoc7mia]

i finished the new chapter like it was my first meal in days.

[blarshwritezz]

Hi can I request yan stalker x pervy male reader, where the reader purposefully sleeps naked, leave their window etc in the hopes thaf stalker yan would take pictures of them can the reader also have a habit of going into alleyways and spaces were there aren't alot of people in the hopes that stalker yan would grope or even just take them right there

Reader: oh no, I hope no big strong INCREDIBLY HORNY psychopaths are in this alleyway where I'm all alone and defenseless...ahem, I SAID-

Yandere Stalker x Pervy Reader

M yan x M reader

TW - general yandere behavior, stalking, NSFW

You've been dealing with a stalker for months now. He'd sneak into your room at night, take pictures of you, even steal your things sometimes. He'd send you "gifts" like wilted flowers, or pictures of you covered in what you were 90% sure was cum. He'd send sexy articles of clothing.

All this has been going on for months...and he hasn't even fucked you yet! Seriously, what more could you do?! You've been sleeping naked, leaving your windows open and all your doors unlocked, wearing the clothes he gave you, frequenting dangerous and isolated areas, everything! But not once have you woken up late at night to him even touching you!

Life was so unfair like that.

So tonight, you had a plan. You've gotten so much sleep lately, and had the day off, that tonight you wouldn't be very tired at all so you could wake up and finally confront him!

It took nearly an hour for him to finally get in, and you had to admit, he was discreet. You barely heard his soft steps on your floor. When he was finally close enough that you could feel his hot breath on your neck, your eyes shot open and you grabbed his arm.

He struggled, stopping once you asked why on earth he hasn't absolutely demolished your ass yet. Why he hasn't even groped you!

"Wait...what?" He was confused. You...wanted to have sex with him?

"Well why else would I sleep naked and leave my windows open?"

"I thought you were hot."

"Aww, thanks. Now if I'm so hot then fuck me. Come on, I'll be a good boy~" You teased. He was all flustered, it was pretty cute.

With the way you were laying, you were easily able to feel his bulge on your ass. It was definitely bigger than you expected. All the more exciting.

"I'll even-" You were cut off by his fingers being shoved down your throat.

"Don't speak. The only noise that I want to hear from you is moaning got it?"

You nodded, moaning around his fingers. He smirked before pulling them out and lubricating his cock with them.

As he did, you flipped over so your shoulders were on your bed and your ass in the air. He got behind you, smacking your ass before stretching your hole with his cock.

He wasted no time, pounding into you like an animal in heat. Exactly what you've been craving. You wanted him to fuck you until your mind went totally blank. You wanted your skin to be sticky with his cum. To be fucked absolutely raw.

"Good boy...taking this so well." He growled in your ear as your moans echoed off your walls.

He didn't let up for even a second, occasionally spanking you. Just until his red handprints were covering your ass. Maybe even a bruise or two.

His cock twitched inside you as he hit all the right spots to make you scream with pleasure. You could tell he was already getting close to climax, the first of the night. Thinking of it put you on the edge too.

He took a fistful of your hair tightly in his hand, holding your face down into your pillow, practically suffocating you. Finally, only after making sure to kindly jerk you off too, he unleashed his load deep inside you.

...only to start again after only 5 seconds.

Hope this was okay! Writer's block acted up like halfway through lol

[thekeeperof-thefandoms]

I asked a few of my favorite hazbin writers this and only one answered and it was ok but I felt like it could have been expanded on so here's my take

Vox, Val, Alastor, and Lucifer react to your love language being baking/cooking

Vox

(Starting with him because he's the one thaf inspired this).

Vox came from the 50s and even though I firmly believe he is past all the ingrained gender roles and homophobia I think he still has some internalized misogyny. He wants to be viewed as the man in the relationship, the breadwinner, the provider. He can cook for himself but it's pretty basic food (except steak. Like every other man since the invention of the grill how to bbq has been hardwired into his brain. If his partner also grills ya'll fight over whose turn to cook out it is)

(Unrelated but as a lesbian who loves to grill, and is the designated grill bro, butch lesbians or cookout lesbians are some of Vox's favorite type of gays to chill with)

I firmly believe that's why even though he's a sub, it's so hard and would take time and trust to get him to let you top and enjoy it. He's so worried people will find out and judge him, that you'll judge him. His ego can be very fragile.

Especially if we go with the Vox used to be a cult leader theory. His power, image, and success are linked to his ability to appear in control. To appear to have all the answers and take responsibility. It's going to take a lot of time and patience to unravel all that and help him seperate his personal and professional image.

That being said, a partner who uses acts of service as a love language is perfect for him. He's a busy man, so he tends to be a gift giver type. The gifts are always well thought out and expensive. He wants it to be something you need, want, can get a lot of enjoyment from, and be worth the money spent, so he puts time and effort into them. Unless he's just showing off by giving you his card and telling you to go nuts.

So you taking time to make his coffee for him the way he likes, ordering lunch from his favorite places and having it sent to his office so he remembers to eat, or just texting him reminders to drink water or eat/take breaks throughout the day makes him giddy.

If you're his assistant or something, (and I believe Vox absolutely would have his partner working for him/with him), then it's even better when you take on extra work to try and help him. Organizing his schedule, sorting emails/mail, and proofreading things. Any small act you do for him, because you want to and care about him, makes his heart rate pick up.

It'll really make him overheat, glitching slightly, literal heart eyes, if he comes home after a shitty day and you're cooking for him.

His internal monologue is absolutely raving about what a good housewife you are for him, a hard working husband.

Bonus points if you cleaned too! Either way, he adores you even more now, letting you fret and coo at him, removing his jacket and tie, pouring him a drink and telling him dinner will be ready soon and you made his favorite. He's so tempted to bend you over the counter right now, but that would ruin dinner. After you guys eat though, he's having you for dessert. Man's gonna make sure you know how much he appreciates this by turning your knees to jello, good luck walking tomorrow, doll.

If you bake treats and bring them to VoxTek he's gonna brag so much. Literally the embodiment of John Mulaney's, "That's my wife!" If you bring them just for him, he's defending his treats like they're the last ones in Hell. He has literally hit Val with a fly swatter for even asking if he could have one.

(Unrelated but like, chubby vox maybe? You're cooking is too good)

Valentino

Val wishes he could cook better. He's some kind of latino, so I feel like the fact he can't cook very well is a sore spot culturally. He can make the salsa and chips and like, help with stuff, he knows how to wrap tortillas and tomales (I picture him as like Mexican or Puerto Rican but that's just cuz the town I grew up had a large Puerto Rican group).

It doesn't help that his eyesight is even more shit in Hell. He can't see what he's doing hald the time. It ruins his art hobby too. He's overall just more easily frustrated with his bad eyesight.

I don't imagine you guys dating per se. Maybe you're his sugar baby, maybe you're someone he hired to help him do stuff like clean and organize and you just sorta start doing other things to help him. (Again I'm not saying it excuses jackshit, but as someone who worked with bipolar people and people with mood disorder I kinda see the fan theory in him, either way I think all the Vees could be sort of trained to be better people, but especially Val. We already saw Vox do it.)

After all, he's usually in a much better mood if you do and that means less outbursts. The first few times you cook him something he teases you about being his housewife, tries to make it sexual. It's not really something he clocks as being an act of love because I don't think you'd realize it yourself at first. I think the more you got to see him when he wasn't stressed, lashing out, being abusive, you'd start catching feelings. ("I can fix him", delulu asses)

He loves to be in the kitchen when you cook once it starts becoming a regular thing. He can't see clearly what you're doing but the way you move around the kitchen and get what you need, even if you're an ADHD mess and do steps out of order or at random, he can tell you know what you're doing. He likes to smell the food too while it's cooking.

He will ask you to try and make some spicier/more traditional foods he grew up with, but he doesn’t remember all of the ingredients, and it just gets him more frustrated he can't tell you. If you look them up and surprise him with it it'll probably be the most genuine, human response you get from him.

He's shocked, silent, standing frozen in the penthouse as familiar smells waft around him. You present him a plate nervously, practically shaking hoping it's good enough. The first bite nearly puts him in tears. No one's done anything this nice for him? Why would you? Lowkey thinks you want something from him. It's gonna make him paranoid for a while so don't expect a verbal compliment but he eats it all.

Eventually though, one day when you're in the kitchen cooking, humming softly and swaying your hips, one set of his arms will wrap around your waist, the other reaching around you help with the salsa, or wrap a tamale, and he'll prop his chin on your head and mumble out thanks. Some praise, maybe. Would definitely tell you stories about eating these foods growing up.

It's the first step towards having an actual relationship with him.

Alastor

This man almost always insists on cooking. He isn't much of a sweet tooth either. You tell him one night you want to try cooking for him. Tell him you understand it's an activity he enjoys and relaxes too, (especially if you know it's something that reminds him of his mother), but you want to do something for him and this is one way you show you care.

It's gonna remind him of his Mama so much that if you didn't know why he loved cooking so much before you do now. He compromises. You pick the meal and gather the ingredients and do most of the cooking and he helps prep and does dishes.

He playfully critiques you the entire time about adding some spice too it or a little southern flair. Just smack him with the wooden spoon, gently. It's gonna make him laugh because his Mama used to do that when he wouldn't keep out of the sweets, or tried to add stuff to her cooking.

Once you start it becomes habit to help each other in the kitchen every night, trading off who cooks and who preps and does dishes.

If you do find baked goods he likes that aren't too sweet and send them to him as snacks, especially to Overlord meetings, he's so fucking obnoxious about his sweet little doe (doesn't matter if you are one or not) and how they spoil him. Especially rubs it in Vox's face (not him whining to his partner so they send him with treats too so he can also brag).

Only shares with Charlie, Rosie, Niffty, and sometimes Zestiel. If he's feeling generous, Husk can have a bite.

Low-key also has a thing for his partner behaving domestically even if he isn't exactly invested in traditional marriage.

Favorite activity though is dancing with you in the kitchen to jazz while dinner cooks, holding you close, in his room usually, so he can hear the sounds of the bayou. If he closes his eyes he can pretend this is how his life went and that his Mama is in the corner or sitting in her chair, watching him, happy to see him find someone.

He will literally kiss Vox willingly before admitting that last part though.

Lucifer

It's not that he can't cook, it's just....it's easier to just snap his fingers and make food appear. He's been in a depressed slump for decades man, he's lived off of the 'want food, no cook, only eat' mindset.

When you come into his life it's a complete overhaul. Despite what issues you have yourself you can recognize someone in worse state than you and immediately categorize and prioritize. First thing first, get this man's duck collection/obsession organized, thinned out, and under control.

Second, help him work through his issues with Lillith and Charlie. Encourage therapy, be a mediator between him and Charlie (and trust me she appreciates it. She knows her dad struggles, didn't know how bad, and still feels awkward). Help him socialize more, rebuild his connection with the other sins.

Get this man a work schedule!

Then it's on to personal habits. You help him get out of bed, you're both probably a little helpless in the sleeping on time category though. Help him get a routine again to keep out of his funk. Then you start cooking for him. It just happens naturally. You enjoy cooking, you enjoy showing people you love how much you care by providing good meals.

At first he's gonna resist and tell you he can handle that, you already do so much for him. He can cook or better yet he can just make it appear and you laugh and tell him it tastes better when it's made with love. He brushes it off as a joke too, you're both just being silly and obviously you said that to get him to quit fussing. Except, unholy hell does it actually taste so much better.

Lucifer hadn’t realized how bland and unsatisfying just materializing the food was. Maybe that's because he was so depressed and uninterested in what he ate, maybe not. Either way, your cooking is so much fucking better. He actually looks forward to eating now. If he gets caught up in work or has a bad day, you make sure to always bring him something, leaving it as an offering of sorts. It almost always works and entices him to eat at least once.

You cook, he does dishes, and he will not budge on that rule. He wants to be a fair man. He occasionally boots you out to do dessert, though. Apple pie is his bitch and you've never tasted one as good as his. He also makes good pancakes and some absolutely orgasmic angel's food cake.

Ironicall, devil's food cake is one of your go to recipes. Sometimes you both make a cake and take it to events just to watch people get confused as fuck when it's revealed the literal Devil did not make the devil's food cake.

Everyime you're in the kitchen together it's a disaster, you're both to silly and chaotic. You were making noodles one time and he threw flour at you so you smacked him with the noodle you were holding, leaving a line of flour and a speck of dough against his cheek. From there it escalates. It happens every time. Making cakes together, you're smashing frosting on each other. Making cookies, you're fighting each other to stop eating cookie dough.

Once, after you get fed up with him stealing her spatula to lick the chocolate off of, hovering above you with his wings, you pout and bat your eyes, asking him sweetly to please give it back. He swoops down in front of you, booping your nose to smear chocolate on it and leaning in to kiss you, letting you have a taste of the chocolate batter you were mixing for brownies. While his tongue is in your mouth, drunk off the taste of you and chocolate you smash an egg over his head and let out a triumphant cheer, snatching back your spatula.

He's so stunned his wings disappear and he drops the last few inches to the ground while you cackle. His heart is pounding, his ears are ringing, and his chest feels like it's gonna explode. His eyes are literal sparkles. He hasn't felt this much joy, wonder, and love since Charlie was born. It feels like witnessing creation all over again, of the breathlessness he felt when he first saw Lillith.

You're laughter stops when you realize he's just staring at you awestruck and you smile, asking if he's ok.

"For once...yeah..Yes. I'm ok." He responds, genuinely. You kiss his cheek and resume baking. He watches you from the counter now, dreamily, thinking about how he's gonna marry you someday.

[dnpbeats]

hiii I'm new here and I just cannot believe these guys?? Are these the ones whose relationship was such a "mystery" what haha they literally foreplay on live. I get feral over them being so cute and flirty but I can't imagine the level of shock some of the people longer in the fandom feel? Weren't they always like this I can't imagine not. I mean I recently saw a video here of them doing a live back in the day and phil says they won't get up to more gaming thaf day and dan's going all blushy and flustered. Is this the mystery???

anon firstly welcome <3 secondly.... LOL okay like. yes people have always known they’re together but there were many years where d&p tried to downplay their relationship or at times even outright went against ppl shipping them. I'm assuming you're talking about the livestream they did while on tour. so that was 2018. While this was around the time that d&p started to be more open with how they interacted with each other, keep in mind this was still a year before either of them even came out (though dan started being more open w/ his sexuality around 2016). Before that, it was like Platonic Bros over in danandphil land. In 2012/2013 dan would actively fight with shippers and tell everyone they were idiots for thinking him and phil were together 😭 but it was more than that, they also downplayed a lot of aspects of their relationship. phil went so far as to make up a lie that they met through a mutual friend, they would talk about needing gfs/why they didn’t have them. as far as im aware the first active denial of their relationship was in 2011

to give you more of a sense of what it was like: in 2015, on Oct 19th they were doing a liveshow and acknowledged that it was their “friendiversary” which was like groundbreaking (despite the fact that they were calling each other friends) bc I don’t think they’d ever acknowledged Oct 19th before. When dan made the shipping joke in his diss track everyone lost their minds because, again, before that they either didn’t acknowledge shipping or actively went against it

like. I was in the phandom 2014-2017 and I left for a while. what convinced me to come back? d&p reacting to all the pinofs and phil making “they’re touching” jokes 😭 like honestly. bc when I was first in the phandom, d&p reacting to all the pinofs wasn’t something they really seemed keen to do (see them reacting to pinof 1 in pinof 10 and gtpwtw). but also, poking fun at both shippers and themselves by mocking how ppl used to freak out over them touching isn’t something they would’ve done. phil making that joke is what made me go “oh shit it’s different now.” different bc d&p now acknowledge shipping in a teasing/friendly way (rather than an antagonistic way), and different bc the phandom is also able to look back and go “yeah we were kinda unhinged in 2015” yk?

tldr: them being together was never a mystery but yes, as someone who has been in the phandom a long time, it is still shocking sometimes to see them openly flirting

[locke-writing]

Who's the new proxy oc u released???

The one thaf has the caption "Hunger"

Hi, its name is Calibri, formerly K'zathon.

It's a vicious mockery of what it means to defy the Slenderman, or in our universe, The Web.

K'zathon ended up getting killed at the fault of another proxy, whom he was created to work alongside as a companion fieldworker. The Web recycled the husk of this formidable and skilled entity and spat it back out from the void as this horrific, rake-like creature, forced to possess innocent people as a means to survive in our plane of existence.

K'zathon was physically and mentally torn apart and put back together atom-by-atom. In order to escape the torment of this, he sank far into the reaches of his psyche, forming Calibri, who took on the brunt of it all. Every slice. Every tear.

Of course, Calibri went batshit. Whatever humanity K'zathon masked over his true nature was now just entirely inhuman. This creature only feels inexplicable and explosive anger, hunger, and pain that radiates down to its very core, as it wasn't exactly put back together properly. Is it the remains of a mask? Is it bone? Petrified flesh?

The hunger gets so bad that sometimes it will attempt to eat glass, trash, and inanimate objects. Other proxies have the incentive of keeping it fed or at a distance, lest it attempt to devour them as well.

[suckinitup]

actually hey what if the trickster put mark in a jar and then Did Not actually remember the human need to breathe. smile emoji. puts him into a glass jar with his fucking twig and a few bugs. water bowls. all the great things a lizard needs to keep healthy!! and he does great and fun things like give mark horrible nightmares and ignore him while pulling out ashe’s hair strand by strand and generally just giving him a really bad time while being focused on other things. and mark is smart, right. Hes really fucking smart. he wouldve been in distress for a while and more focused on breaking OUT and actually rescuing his son but i dont think it would occur to him immediately thaf there is no Fucking ventilation until the trickster is gone for hours snd hours snd he doesnt know ehen itll be bsck. he’s able to calculate how much time he has left until the co2 does him in (17 hours, if he breathes slow) and every angry and fast breathing and fighting part of him he has to shove down because he cant save ashe if he’s dead. and it felt like paranoia, at first. That first hour, breathing slow, because the trickster will be coming back soon and mark is pretty sure it doesnt want to kill him (has a weird affection for him, even, which makes him want to tear out its throat) and maybe this will give him a chance to escape. and then another hour passes, and another. and it still feels like paranoia, taking precautions just because he’s mark winters and thats what he does. but then ten hours have passed and the trickster still isnt back and now he feels like he’s just sitting there and waiting to die. he needs to get up and try to break out and scream and fight but he’s smart, and he’s stubborn. It’s been too long. He already knows that the glass is too hard to break and trying to climb or knock it over (things he’s already tried, things he’s already failed) wont work. hes thrown his eggs into the waiting basket and do he has to sit there, counting down the minutes, fighting back his own instinct to fight.

he’s on the ground, dizzy, when ashe’s silhouette appears above him. panicked, checking his pulse with claws that nick bleeding marks onto his neck. “Are you okay, dad?” with a voice that isn’t ashe’s and, laughing, in a voice that is, “i guess i forgot to add in some air holes!”

[onlyjaeyun]

i just had this random thought as i was rereading posion (as one does) and it would be sooooo cute when yn finds out about heeseungs priv??? i feel like yn didn’t use her priv twt THAT much, but hee wrote EVERYTHING in there.

it would happen when one of 02z (read: jake. LMAO) ‘accidentally’ told yn how during the beginning, heeseung always typed shit in his phone and jake believed it was some secret journal or something with super cringey stuff. he wants this shit for blackmail ofc, and who better to get it from than the girl hee is the weakest for. yn wouldn’t go through his phone but instead, as they cuddle on their bed that night, she straight up asks heeseung who immediately goes red in the face. he (embarrassingly) shows her his priv acc, which hasn’t been used for a while, and yn scrolls ALL THE WAY DOWN and-

“oh my god??? we spoke like 3 words and you wanted to eat me out???”

hee’s even more red in the face and he tries to defend himself that it was out of love and that he just really wanted you—and then it gets to the part where hee said thaf he bet jiung didn’t even know where the clit was and yn’s jaw just DROPS. bc HOW WAS THIS MAN THIRSTING OVER HER SOOO MUCH when she was here thinking he hated her😭😭😭

but the takeaway here is jake never gets his blackmail bc yn keeps those tweets stored in her memory. whenever she wants to get hee riled up or embarrassed, she’ll go “remember that time you said ____ about jiung…”

hee goes on his knees to beg you to not mention it again. and you agree, as long as he stays on his knees to pay you back if ykwim. but hee’s always happy to worship you, so is it really payment???

(okay you tell jake like one tweet heeseung wrote and he blocks you for a day to recuperate)

YOUR BRAIN SEND IT TO ME SO I CAN KISS IT BC FUCK YES!!!!!! i oove this so much and am absolutely gonna make this a bonus chapter and give you credit! thank you so much for this baby 🥺🤍

[notafraidofredyellowandblue]

With the recent statement of Radio Eins I think Flake's podcast is never coming back. I understand that they don't want anecdotes like "This song reminds me of that time when Till fucked that 15 year old girl. Or was it that 17 year old? Don't remember but it was hilarious!" Or "That's the song that is played when Till gets some young women rounded up and presented to him because he's a sad puppy who is just looking for love". Great work as so often in the last years for spoiling this but I was told he is polite so here's his superhero batch.

If you have a link to the statement i would love to see it (because i didn't spot it yet)

But without knowing what it said specifically, i could imagine thaf indeed Flake's podcast won't be back on Radio Eins...the tiny glimmer of hope i have is that still have it listed on their website (but as the last one in the musicians row), and now a podcast about Die Ärzte will be repeated (althoughnot in the exact slot that Flake had), my hope aren't high.

I loved Flake's anecdotes, and his books, and he didn't even talk that much about Till, but even the 'general rockband anecdotes' may be viewed in a different light with everything that happened.

Apart from the podcast i think he was also cut out of tv interview that had been taped up front.

And i also wonder what will happen to his book-readings that he did together with Lea Streisand, but she too has been pretty vocal, pretty early on, and taken a stand. Which ofcourse is totally her prerogative to do so, don't get me wrong.

But i do wonder what route Flake will take with his solo work from now..i would love for him to do another book at least, but even that would probably be picked apart for 'shocking' stuff �� In a way,

Maybe he decides to stop doing solo work and is happy to be out of the limelight, but he always really seemed to enjoy that part of the business, unfortunately Flake's solo work (interviews, podcast, books) all feels like it suffers from that new reinterpretation that has happened over the past months. In a way (but maybe that'sjust me) Flake's solo work seems to have been hit hardest by the allegations and stories that surfaced.

Flake and his wife over the past years have been very active in various activist causes, maybe that will be his focus from now on...but i for one would love to hear more Rammstein reminiscing from him ❤️

[captainsarahscratches]

HAPPIER PT.2

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The next part will definitely have smut so be warned.

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Within a few minutes, your jaw is agape. Tony is stunned and CM Punk just tore your CEO and EVPs a whole new asshole, and for what???

The madness continued, you're trying to explain your way out of this to press, Tony is beyond pissed. MJF is now pissed off because his return was fucked over. You just got the press to start to disperse. Then all of the sudden you hear clattering and yelling from afar. Someone yells for security and then you and Tony run down the hallways to find the noise. Claudio is trying to get people to calm down and get people away from the door. Mox is yelling and telling someone to fuck off. Then you hear Kenny's voice, "MOTHERFUCKER!?!"

You barged your way through the crowd, and you didn't know what to expect exactly, but it definitely wasn't this. Punk is in the back with a chair in hands, which Matt is trying to get away from him. Nick is by the wayside looking dazed as all hell. Kenny is holding Punk's dog in one hand and has Ace in a headlock with the other arm.

"What the fuck man, did you just fucking bite me??? Fuck, Jesus Christ!"

Within the next few minutes, security is in the room everyone is separated and the men are escorted out separately.

Your job was utter hell the next two months. Constantly trying to explain what happened without really having an answer. But all you truly cared about was Kenny. Nine months away and comes back on top for one night and it's ripped away from him. You fight like hell to get things straightened out and finally succeed.

Although, it's been two months. You've only talked to Kenny briefly during this time and typically about work. But that didn't mean that you forgot what happened before the chaos. However, you were confident that when the storm settled, and you could breathe again, you would ask Kenny about that kiss. You were positive everything would be fine... until he left for Japan

You didn't think much of it at first, he loves Japan and hasn't been there in a long time. He's not hurt anymore so he can actually enjoy himself. At that point, you had contacted the boys and told them it was safe to regain their social media presence. You even encouraged them to post something until related to the incident. Then Kenny posted a picture with Kota...

He had mentioned him before of course, and in a fond manner. Talking about how they are still friends and considers him one of the closest people in his life. He never stated that he still had feelings for him of anything of the nature but still it made you worry.

Either that kiss really was just him being him and meant nothing romantic. You started to tell yourself thaf he had kissed his friends in the past, usually in the ring and for the camera but still. Thought they at least knew it was going to happen.

Or that kiss did mean something but you took to long to say anything to him and lost your chance. Now he's hurt that you didn't respind correctly and falling back into familar arms. Either way had made you sick to your stomach and mad at yourself for letting him leave.

The last two weeks you've kept your distance from him. Unaware of how to proceed. But tonight the elite is returning, and in a big way. The start of a best of 7 series you came up with to not detour from the other teams. A few hours before the show, the three of them approached you. Matt, Nick, and Kenny stood in front of you hugged you. Thanking you for everything you have done and standing by them. Then he said it, "I mean it y/n, you're an amazing friend." and kissed you on the cheek.

Kenny walked away, as did Nick, but Matt stayed. He saw you freeze and your face fall. "Are you okay y/n?"

You scoff softly, "A friend..." looking down at the ground "Well I guess that answers that. After all this time and everything I've done and he still can't see that I love him"

"Woah..." Matt stunned but understanding. Putting his hand on your shoulder "It's okay, you know Ken-, Kenny's great at expressing himself on the mic, but only as Kenny Omega. You and I both know Tyson isn't as talented. I mean come on, he even legitimately answers to his ring name. Like he's an actual video game character."

You softly chuckled to yourself and Matt smiled at the fact he got a laugh out of you. "Look, I don't know what exactly is going on in his mind but I think it's worth talking to him. He talks about you all the time but doesn't say much when he's around you. And I think that says something right there, but you guys need to talk." He told you.

"He doesn't want to talk, every time I've tried he's always been short with me or changed the subject." You replied.

"Well, maybe you need to get Kenny to talk to you then, not Tyson. Kenny is the way he gets his real thoughts out half the time anyway. "

With that vague advice, Matt walked away and prepared for the night. Leaving you contemplate how to get Kenny to talk to you over Tyson.

As the night continues and the Elite is about to return, fans chanting their theme throughout the stadium. You remind the men that your social media team will be trying to get shots of them and their new entrance. Seconds away, from the entrance Kenny looks over at you and looks like he wanted to say something important but the Death Triangle's music just ended and trotted to the curtain. Matt quickly popped up on the other side of you, "Hey, make sure to hang around after the match. I think someone wants to talk. Just give him a shot." You said of course as you rushed him back to his spot.

The match continues, leaving fans confused as the Elite doesn't immediately win their championship away. Then a roar overtakes the building as they announce the best of seven series, you smile still very proud of yourself that they took your idea.

The cameras are down, and the crowd stays as Kenny talks to the crowd. Charming, charismatic, and surprisingly fluent storytelling for him to just be making it up as he went along. His speech continues, and you walk down the ramp to ensure your team is getting the shots they need. Kenny sees you by ring side, crouched down to not block the view. He smiles at you and your face grows red again.

You've seen him in the ring hundreds of times in person but something about him, just purely in his element was always so satisfying to watch. You continue to watch him, and then see Matt smile and wink your direction. Grabbing your attention he points to Kenny in the ring. You listened closer to what he was saying.

"I've gotten to spend to spend a lot of time with my best friends in the whole wide world, given a lot more than I anticipated, but I loved every second of it and glad to step back here tonight with them as a trio. But we didn't do this alone, we had some amazing support. From their Matt and Nick's wives and from someone very special to my heart. I want to thank all of you." In that moment, Matt and Nick are looking at you, your heart is racing and all you can see is Kenny looking straight at you with that smile you love so damn much.

The crowd has mixed reactions to him alluding to a significant person, and Kenny being the tease he is gives him no other information to what he means. "They are truly one of the kindest, selfless, and genuine people I have ever met. And not to really jump the gun, but i guess i did that a few weeks back, but I love them." He smiled and had to regain his composure again as he started to stumble over his words. You looked back at the Bucks, Matt looked shocked he said that and Nick looked exasperated at the fact he just said that first thing. They both look back at you and one of your interns nudges your shoulder and smiles.

Kenny proceeds to wrap up his speech, nervously smiling through his words the rest of the way. You retreat backstage why the three of them work the crowd as they depart. Kenny catches you for a moment, "Hey, wait for me. If that's okay." You can't stop smiling and your face is still red and you nod to agree. He looks down at you for a second and smiles again. "Okay. I'll see you soon."

[babeczka415]

Bitter - oneshot

Four year…. Four years its been since Hannah was found.

Jake and I were madly in love, i had heard he was going to propose. However, we both after three years realized we weren't going to work. Did it hurt? You bet but it was a mutual feeling and no hurt feelings.

Today we are all at Hannah's and Thomas place. They are having a baby shower for their second child, which is a little girl. it's been three months since Jake and I ended things. He's here with a new girl and it brings up emotions I didn't think it would. It's almost like when your out and want coke and all they have is Pepsi, or when your on the outside of an inside joke.

Everyone seems to like her but I can't bring myself to go up to them. She's gorgeous and calm but I notice Jakes hand on her lower back. 

I'm sitting at the table outside with a drink of whiskey and coke. I look over their backyard and remember the first time we were all here. The yard backs up tocthe forest and theres two big oak trees perfect for shade and fun. The porch is huge with a table and chairs and extra sitting. This is perfect for the gang to grow as couples with all the future kids.

I notice one of the chairs next to me move out and I see Dan. "You okay boo?" He asks, looking at me. His brown eyes are soft and I know he's worried.

"I'll manage" I say as I down my drink. I swirl around the ice in my glass as I look at it.

"You have every right to miss him, MC. I know how much you loved that man." He softly says so noone else can hear this conversation.

"We ended things mutual. I can't even say it hurts. He's a catch, for certain. But seeing him bring someone here, I'm bitter." I bit the inside of my cheek regreting what I said as I look up and see him and her standing across the table. He's staring right at me and she's looking at him. My heart breaks as thaf use to be me at his side.

I push my chair back and head inside without saying anything to him. Dan grabs my arm "stay" he states trying to get me to meet her.

"I need a refill," i can't even bring myself to look at Jake again. I know he heard what I said and she probably did too.

As I walk away i hear him say to Dan "i just want them to meet."

"Give her time, hackerman. A wound was reopened." I hear Jake sigh. 

I know he just wants things to be good between us but it's too soon in my mind for him to bring someone new to this. I know his heart and he doesn't seem to love her.d

I bite my lip as I reach for the door to head inside and a hear a voice. "I'm coming for a drink too" she states.

It's not a voice I recognize and I turn and see her. I sigh as I have to bit my tounge if she wants to talk, specially about Jake. I hold the door and as she grabs it I bolt into the kitchen. I pour myself a shot and down it and then put some in my cup.

"Hi, Im Amber." She grabs two cans of coke and hands it to me.

"Hi, I'm MC." I grab it and open it.

"Wow! Your prettier in person then I imagined" she states.

She's gorgeous, dirty blonde hair and green eyes. Shes tiny though, what most people expected Jake to be with when he would introduce me to people. "Thanks" i say with a fake smile.

"You know, everyone tells me you and Jake dated. Is thst true?" She's blunt and wants an answer.

"Yeah, three years. You have nothing to worry about though, Amber," as I say her name I look to make sure I said the right name. She doesn't even look at me.

"Honestly, I'm always worried about the ex when they are still around" she softly smiles.

I sigh "we ended, i guess you can say on good terms."

"Then why not talk to him or me until now?"

I take a drink and as I look up I see Jake standing in the door way. "Yeah why you ignoring me?" His voice sends chills down my spine.

This was a question I wasn't prepared for and I can't answer it without telling the truth. It isn't right for me to break them up. "I haven't been very social in general today" i go to walk past Jake bit he grabs my wrist and looks in my eyes. 

The look, I know all to well. He knows me too well to know that there is more. "Amber, can you give us a bit to talk" his eyes don't move from mine.

She walks past me and he grabs her and kisses her without letting me go. I turn my head bit not before I notice him kissing her but looking at me. I know he's trying to make a point and fuck does it hurt.

Amber walks away back outside to everyone and he pulls me into the guest bedroom. This room is simple but Hannah made sure cozy. The bed is in the center and theres a dresser and desk with a wooden chair and a tan pillow and a soft blanket on the back.

"One rule with us has always been no bullshit MC so don't start now." He grabs my chin to look at him. As I look into his eyes the walls inside just break down with him alone.

"Hearing about your new life and a brand new you.I heard you got a new job but I heard you moved.  I don't wanna hear it, don't wanna hear about you. I don't give a fuck but yet I do." I raise my voice as I pull away from him and turn my back. I feel the tears forming and I can't let him see me like this. He's here with her. She's the one that he's leaving with and going home with.

"Then you tell them you don't want to hear it. You tell me how your feeling when I'm around." His voice raises as I know hes trying to keep control.

"IM BITTER!" I yell turning around and he's right behind me. His cobalt blue eyes staring back at me. He doesn't say or do anything. I see his jaw clench at that. 

"I know she thinkin' now she found herself a winner.I know you fucked her on the counter right before you cooked her dinner, yeah.  That you threw out all our furniture and pictures. I bet you sugarcoat the truth, I bet you're real sweet with her, yeah. I know you think about me when you kiss her. I left a taste in your mouth, can she taste me now? I'm bitter." I state holding my ground.

He steps away and runs his fingers through his jet black hair. His eyes close and he sighs. "MC, we both agreed we weren't good for eachother. We didn't hurt eachother when we left so why? Why now?"

I feel the tears in my eyes. "Maybe…." I stop. I never was one to break apart a couple and I won't do it now. "Just forget it" i state going to leave but he steps between me and the door.

"No say it." His voice is stern as he grabs my wrist. I look at his hsnd on my wrist and I freeze. My mind goes back to when we ended things and he tried to change my mind.

I look up at him and i lose all control of my mind. "I thought maybe we would take a break and return to each other." I turn around and cover my mouth.

I feel his hand on my right bicep. "Your the one to say for us to start seeing other people." His voice is soft now.

"I just…" theres a knock on the door and it opens. It's Amber and Hannah standing in the doorway.

Hannah instantly knows whats happening by my tears but I just bolt through them and outside from some fresh air.

I turn around as I hear the door swing open and see Jake running but Dan stops him. I can't hear what is being said but by Jakes face I have a feeling. I hear Jake say 'we need to finish our conversation'

He turns and walks away and Dan stands there watching me. Amber is completely unphased by what she walked into and clings to Jake but he pushes her away. I know what's happening. I know that man all too well not too. He doesn't truly love her, he's just trying to fill the hole we both have.

She stands there and looks at me but I look away. Im staring off into the words when theres a gentle tap on my shoulder. I look up to see Thomas with a drink and he hands it to me. I take it and drink it, i smile softly as Dan made it for me.

The rest of the time I stay away from Jake and Amber. Which is hard as she grew a liking to Jessy and Dan.

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It's been six months since the baby shower. Hannah and Thomas had their little girl, named April Rose. They had asked me to be a guardian for her and I gladly accepting knowing that meant I was staying apart of Jake's life.

It was hard at first seeing him and Amber so much but i came to terms that he was happy. He at least acted like it, up until recently. He had started spending more time away from her and with me and April as I would be watching her a lot.

I had the night off from everything and was curled up on the couch watching some random TV. Amber and I had grown somewhat close, she didn't see me as a threat anymore with Jake. However, she didn't see how he was with me when we were we are alone. It feels like old times and its breaking my heart. I refuse to be the reason they break up but I see it in his face when he looks at me and at her. I keep telling myself no but my heart keeps getting pulled back to him.

I hear the doorbell ring and I wasn't expecting it so I check the camera. I see Jake standing there with flowers and what looks like a bag of takeout. I sigh, knowing I'm going to have to break our hearts. I get up and open the door. The smile he has melts my heart and I let him in. He closes the door and looks at me.

"You should be home with Amber," I state, trying to keep my distance from him.

"I can't keep this up anymore. I miss you, MC." His soft voice makes me weak as he stares into my eyes.

He steps closer to me and I back up until I'm at the wall but he doesn't stop until he's right against me. His scent is one I had bought from him and I hadn't been smelling it on him when we hang out to watch the kids or even when we have game night with everyone, including Amber. The mint with a tropical scent drives me crazy. I smell the hint of orange, lemon, apples, tonks beams, amber, a woodys vanilla, and moss. I also smell the leather from his jacket and oh the memories. 

This cologne is one I had picked up for special nights between us. It's one I would spray on his hoodie and curl up on the couch with when he had to work late. It's one that when we ended things drove me crazy because I smelt it on all my clothes for weeks.

I close my eyes, not wanting to be the reason they break up. Amber had confided in me that she thinks there is someone else but I shut down those feelings of hers. I couldn't let her know he's been trying to win me back. I had gone on a couple dates but everytime Jake somehow manages to get between us. I hate the control he has over me but I can't help it. Not after what I said at the baby shower. I feel his hot breath on my skin. I feel his body heat between us.

I open my eyes and his mouth is inches from mine. "Jake you're with Amber. I refuse to let you cheat on her." My heart breaks as the words comes out of my mouth.

He steps back and pulls out his phone and sends a text. Before I can stop him he sends it and puts it back into his pocket. He pins me against the wall again "there now I'm not."

"Jacob Evans! You will not break a girls heart over text" I push him away. I hear my phone go off with an incoming call from Amber.

I pick it up and answer before he can stop me. "Hey Amber, whats up?" I state glaring at Jake.

I hear the tears in her voice as she's unable to speak. "What did he do?" I ask walk away from him. I know what happened but she can't know.

"He ended us in a fucking text! He said he loves someone else and he wants to win her heart." She manages to get out.

"Let me deal with him okay?" You just grab that icecream and a movie. I have a guy I've been seeing over tonight and tomorrow we will deal with him. Okay, sweetie?" I feel Jakes arms wrap around my waist as I'm trying to calm her down.

"Oh god I didn't realize you were seeing someone." She exclaims.

"Hey it's okay, I didn't tell anyone. I didn't want to jinx it." I sigh. She can't know I'm with him. "But we will talk over coffee tomorrow. And I will knock some sense into his head." I smile into the phone.

"You always know how to fix things with Jake. I seriously don't see why he walked away from you." Her voice is soft with that last bit but I heard it.

"Bye Amber" I state, hanging up the phone and putting it down on the counter.

"Don't fight us, this anymore. We were meant for eachother." His words in my ear as he pulls me closer to him.

I can't look at him but I feel his breath on my neck. His finger are playing with my shirt hem and he knows he's breaking down my walls. I pull away from him and grab another drink, this time whiskey. "We both said we weren't good for eachother." I manage to get out as he stays where he was but grabs my hand.

He hold my hand with my back towards him for a moment. He spins me around so I'm facing him. The look in his eyes is pure love. It's like when we first met. "Damn it MC! What do I need to do to prove to you that I can't live another day without you by my side?"

His voice and words hit me like a ton of bricks. I realize in that moment he never stopped loving me. "You call Amber right now and you tell her the truth. You tell her everything. You don't get to break her heart over text and not hear her cry." I state crossing my arms.

He tilts his head and grabs his phone and pulls it out. He puts it on speaker as he calls her. She answers and you can hear the tears in her voice.

She doesn't say anything and neither does he until I motion for him too. "Amber, I'm sorry for how I ended things. You need to know something though." His words sting as I know she will hate me for this.

"Well spit it out, I can't hate you anymore. Even MC knows what you did already," you can hear her wiping tears away.

"I still am in…." He stops mid sentence and I know he's struggling.

"Still what?" She asks.

"Love with MC. I thought I could move on but I was wrong." His head hangs low.

"Are you with her right now? Have you been with her since you sent that text?" He doesnt answer her. He knows what he did was wrong.

I tap his arm and he shakes his head no as he goes to hang up but I grab his phone. "I'm sorry Amber. I had no idea he was going to do this tonight." I say shakily into the phone. All of a sudden the call ended and I put the phone down. I slide down to the floor and realize I'm officially a homewrecker.

He grabs us both a drink of whiskey and hands it down to me. "I'm sorry, MC" his voice is soft.

"How long? How damn long have you been trying to fight us?" I look up at me.

"Eight months. I thought in the start that's what you wanted so I found her. I really thought I loved her, until you spilled your guts to me." I hear the tears in his voice.

"Jake, you could of said something then," I hear the frustration in my voice towards him.

"I fucking tried, MC, Dan stopped me. I told him I still loved you then. His words 'both your wounds have been open give her space' then you kept your distance." He kneels down in front of me and cups my face to look at him.

Without any thought I lean in and our lips meet. I feel the passion as he kisses me back and those walls left standing just crumble down. My hands grab his biceps as I pull myself closer to him, not wanting to believe this but not wanting to let him go.

He finally pulls away from the kiss and leans his forehead against mine as we both our out of breath. "I thought we couldn't work this out. I thought…" I say stopping mid sentence as I look into those blue eyes.

His smile drives me crazy as he looks at me. "Thought what?" His voice is filled with lust and love.

"When we started falling apart it was over and no fixing it." I sigh.

"We can always fix our problems. Its us against the world." His voice sends chills down my spine but I can't stop looking into the blue eyes. "Let's eat though I went to our favorite Chinese place."

My face must of light up like a kid in a candy store as he says that. He stands up and reaches his hand out for me.

We both decided in that night of Chinese, cuddles, and movies to let our hearts be whole again with eachother.

[gregoftom]

ok but tom's smile in that I got you scene, and the 'who has ever looked out for you in this fucking family.' it's like. he purposely arranged the scenario for greg to feel like he was in danger of losing something, for tom to get to come and swoop in and take care of him. like. more than just making greg sweat for the lols or for punishment. it's like. tom's the one who's got him. he wants to be that one, that only one, who's got him. he covets greg so selfishly (/pos) and wants to be the one to make him feel so happy and safe. bc that makes tom feel so good. so he drilled up the danger greg felt so he could say, again, but look who's looking out for you in this family. like. aaahhhh.

if greg was just still on the team, tom wouldn't have been a saviour. no no, greg, you could have lost it all, and I protected you, baby. now you're smiling and i'm smiling at your smile.

hhhhfhhhhhhnnn yes oh ggggod that’s sexy. i mean like yeah, tom also keeps his promises, he did look after greg when no one else would, kept him safe, doesn’t go back on shit like ken with the promise of no burning but then wait actually i will, maybe? maybe not? who said anything about a promise? gaslighting him slightly reminiscent of shiv to tom wrt love like. but also he definitely as you said tom absolutely will play into the fact he knows none of the others truly care about greg like he does. he’ll remind him that he is the only one. his one.

plus it’s kind of part of a little teasing game they both play. like greg knows tom too, knows what tom wants, knows tom is desperate for greg to just agree but holds back on it a little. they love to dance like that, fucking constant foreplay like that like, greg is learning to dance too and get tom off a little in return, y’know. it’s all so delicious.

there is just something so yummy about corruption arcs and tom taking greg down thaf road is Big Sexy. and 3.09 is just. like there’s a reason it’s always talked about and we go bananas over it, that was absolute insanity.

[smileymoth]

Im being mentally ill sorry chat

I need to kill myself at this point because I'm never going to get better in any way shape or form. I cant eat healthy because I get fucking weird about it. And I'd be okay with it because frankly I don't care if I make myself sick but at the same time I'm scared I'll die at 40 from heart failure because starvation kills your organs and your heart. But I'd not eat healthy in the first place so would it even matter. I hate that I can't say that I wish I was skinny because that means I'm scum of the earth bc i hate fat people even though I dont I just hate myself and everything to do with me because I'll never be enough for myself because I have crippling dysmorphia that makes me want to kill myself. I can'tlook at myself in the mirror i cant look at photos of myself because i hate my body so bad but i cant change it because i keep fucking eating i need to stop fucking eating i need to start counting calories again if i ever want to be skinny and get surgey god its such a long way to go to be skinny i wish i was underweight i wish i hhadnt gained 25kilos over the span of 3 years i need to kill myself because its all my fault its my fault i cant eat or work out properly or be healthy about it because im too depressed to cook for myself and im addicted to sugar and i have no energy or motivation to do things ever. What if its my fuckibg meds that raise my weight so much what if i went off them what if i stop taking them and eventually kill myself because being dead is bettef than being fat right thats what rhe doctors probably want you to beliebe. I look soooo normal on the outside im like smiling and laughing and i looknormal and happy to other people because i have nothing to prove to them for me beung sick beside them knowing i take meds and me joking about being suicidal. I dont have lost weight nor any scars to show them . God i wish i had the courage to cut my arm up so bad i had to get stitches but i cant because i lovr my mom and my mom loves me toi much and i dont want to worry her i already am terrifued of her seeing the small scars on my thighs . I cant even tell if cutting helps because it gives a nice adrenaline rush but then itd over and i feel guilty bc itll leavw scars that people can see i wish people didnt care aboyt scars i wish they healed and disappeared faster so i wouldnt havw to hide them but i also want them to see because i feel like its the only way i could prove to them that im ill and not just joking about it. I need to starve mtself and get skinny because theb maybe someobe will tell me im pretty because ill finally wear pretty clothes and i need to get rid of my tits and i need ro lose the weight for that abd im so scared i wont be able to . Its only 10 kilos it shouldnt be so scary to lose but i lost 5 in dec/january so before i even went to thw gym and now ibe lost nothing in 2 montjs and its so scary i hatw it i hate that im mentally il i hate that ik not ill enough for anyone to care . Im so pathetic it hurts really i need to kill myself but i cant because of my mom and it sucks . Im never going to get better and im never going to feel pretty enough or good enough in my life im always going to feel like a failure so why am i even trying anymore . I want to die but i dont i just want to be happy but i cant do that so i want to kill myself instead but i cant kill myself soim just stuck in this limbo of wishing i was a better person that im never going to be. I wish i had the self control to just not fucking eatif i cant make proper healthy food for myself i dont deserve it i dont deserve good thibgs i need to get beat up on the street by someone i dont deserve good rhings because i havent earned them im always gking to be a little freak thafs not enough for herself or the world because shes a depressed fat probably autistic freak whose only wish is to be happy and find love that i wont get becayse i cant talk to people. I also need to stop posting my mental breakdowns on tumnlr bc its not helping anyone but here we are. Im not a good person am i

[iampikachuhearmeroar]

Why did you blaze that post about your personal issues,

hi anon. i blazed that post thinking it'd get rejected tbh lmao. blaze has screwed me around lately if I try to blaze old posts.

but also, I shared/blazed that post about those shitty spiritual memes about "cut everyone out of your life and see who stays. they're the real ones" because those memes basically encouraged me to alienate myself in my late teens to my early-to-mid 20s. I didn't bother making friends, learning good life lessons about how I WANT to be treated by friends, and in romantic relationships.... all because those memes always depicted that "getting to know people" was a waste of time, and you're just meant to wait.... then you'll magically have a super tight-knit "high spiritual vibe" friend group with very little to no effort. bc somehow, you're always "vibrationally and chakra/universe frequency aligned at all times." but like. what the actual FUCK does this REALLY TRULY mean????

there were also the other memes that bragged about "you ONLY NEED 5 friends forever" or whatever the fuck.... that I was also liking on other platforms and reblogging on here, endlessly, had the same advice of cutting everyone off and purposely not having a wide community of connections and friends. this stunted my growth exponentially in my late teens to my early-to-mid 20s.

like yes, I technically could've deleted all my anecdotes of how I landed myself in the wrong friend group in uni, who actively avoided me by picking different subjects and stuff like that and not keeping up with old friends from catholic school.... and that would've helped with the word count tbh lmao. I think if I pasted it into word, it'd be over 3000 words 😅.

I mainly blazed that post because if there's anyone going through thaf phase right now during their late teens and early 20s, I want to help them feel less alone and ENCOURAGE them to reach out and make friends. it was mainly after watching one full video yesterday on YT about the self-care loneliness epidemic in young millennials and gen z, and the start of another one about self-centredness is not self care (I'm yet to finish this), pictured below:

like I have one reblog on that post that agrees with it, and a few others have reblogged it. yeah. I could've cut out all of my personal issues. but why is this ALWAYS a complaint I get when I blaze my posts???? when bigger and more successful blogs on here ALSO post (and get organically reblogged) or blaze posts with similar topics/experiences/anecdotes and everyone seems to love it lmao???

is it because it's the length of a 3rd year uni sociology essay or 2nd year ethics philosophy essay on friendship and the value of friends???? is it too long and NOT witty and pithy enough to encapsulate my point in 3 lines of quips.... so it's over in 150 words AT MOST??? ie. the length of the original tweet??? anyway. I hope this helps.

[jaijaitbinks]

what r ur thots on Fubuki roping Tatsu into doing something with the main gang (Sai, Genos, King, Mumen and maybe Bang & Bomb) to do smth together and her gradually getting closer to them all and finding actual people she can rely on and trust and omg I'm having so many thoughts about this

First off: Y E S!

Second: I misread this at first and thought you were calling me a thot-

But, back to the idea: I love it. Tatsumaki would be so annoyed with it at first, only putting up with it because it her little sister's friends. But slowly she starts becoming friends with them all.

Saitama because his sense of humor (and by that I mean his typically dry humor) is hilarious most of the time and he's just good to talk to, surprisingly. He doesn't sugarcoat anything, and he says it how it is. Blunt, to-the-point, realistic, and shockingly wise sometimes.

Genos because his eccentricity and generally over-the-top behavior is fun to watch + she already had a leveled sense of respect for the borg after the Garou incident. The kid is all over the place in a sense thaf he would do anything if it meant going above and beyond. And while it's also funny to see, it also makes him (for the most part) reliable. His approach to heroing is also nice to see cuz half the people she works with she feels doesn't take any part of their job seriously.

King because he's very "calm" and down to earth, which is exactly the type of person she like the most (not specifically in a romantic sense, but it's also not unlikely). He's chill, sorta of similar to Saitama but with a more... emotional charm? Like, she feels she can look to him for advice (although she [probably] never would), more so than she can with anybody else. And King in general just has this energy around him that keeps her collected. Like an anchor, almost.

Mumen because his enthusiasm and golden heart is honsstly super refreshing (although she'd never admit to that). What with working in the Hero Association, dealing with them along side boring monsters and irritating peers, Mumen finds enjoyment in his job—has a passion for it. And while she thinks his optimism is sometimes detrimental to C-Class, she admires his friendliness and constant desire to help people. God knows how little of that she sees in the hire classes.

And Bang and Bomb because Bang has a sort of parental vibe while Bang is like that amusing uncle who's the annoying older brother of the dad. Their dynamic is annoying, but in that sort of affectionate way. Bang is this old guy always trying to give lessons and be... well, parental. And Bomb is an older guy that just likes to fuck around while still caring for Bomb. Sometimes she feels jealous that she never had that kind of bond with Fubuki, but she's not the kind of person to resent those old guys for it. Instead, she just silently admires it. Some of Bomb's jokes are funny, too.

And honestly? As a collective, it's so goddamn fun hanging around these bunch of weirdos. Every time she sees them it's always something batshit going on, everytime they're around there's entertaining chaos she's grown used to. They rope her into it all the time after the first time Fubuki did it, but at this point she doesn't mind it. And she can see why her little sister loves these idiots.