#girl is stubborn to an extreme fault she does NOT want help

[fstbmp-a]

Also, as was implied and now more directly put in her about, the Wispon Arm is her primary prosthetic, but she does have a few spares. Mainly for use when she's not going out and about and is sticking at home, however. The Wispon Arm is incredibly advanced and even requires a power source inside of it besides a Wisp to operate currently, so it (while uncommon) can shut down in the middle of use. She keeps a spare cell or two to power it back up, but that's clunky to swap around.

So if she's not going to be out or is working in her workshop, she'll attach a different prosthetic that doesn't require her to need to keep it bloody charged. It'd also be awkward to work on tune ups on the Wispon Arm if she didn't have.. both arms, y'know? So it's just more efficient that way. She makes everything herself, of course, so her very first attempt at a prosthetic was... well, it sure was something.

Aka, yes, usually she's not using the Wispon Arm at home and half the time you may even stumble onto her without one if she's feeling especially relaxed (rare as all hell but).

[foxxfuxx]

Tonight’s thoughts; taking up the job of being the Twins’ stress relief when they return from missions.

They’re hesitant about traveling with company. They wander the wastelands of EXO with no connections or attachments — except, now, for you. Hell, getting them to not run from you was a bad enough challenge. They want no ties. None. Ties are weak spots, but you in particular are a very stubborn and very reckless weak spot. At some point, they unanimously decide that leaving you behind would almost certainly spell out your death or otherwise terrible fate because you’ve convinced yourself they’ll come running (which they will, don’t get me wrong) and so it’s morally fucked, even for them, to not bring you along for your own safety. Generally, the Twins don’t do “help” in the sense of reassurance and protection. They do it in the sense of, like, killing your enemies and poisoning your foe’s food supply or stealing someone’s entire bank account.

Not for you. You’re different. They bring it up here and there as it being your fault, but at the first sign of you wanting to leave they both visibly start to get worried. Xin somehow manages to make you feel like an idiot and Xan follows him up, though she’s more prone to showing you up and then asking how you’d survive without her. That kind of thing. In any case, you never end up leaving. Not that you ever really would. You like sticking behind them on their vigilante agenda. It’s fun.

You don’t partake in the missions; you usually stay at wherever they’ve decided to camp out, and you wait for them to return. You picked up a habit of trying to get things ready for when they get back; food (or something that resembles it), a bath (if you can find non-polluted water, a basin, and a way to start a fire), or preparing their beds (er, trying to make a comfortable surface out of whatever crumbling building they want to stake out in.) It doesn’t always turn out right — trying to get them a meal wound up with Xan puking her guts up after trying to eat your second-hand steak — but you try nonetheless. Because you care, and their lives are tough, extremely so; why wouldn’t you help?

Eventually, your idea of “help” warps.

It’s a close call between the two of them as to which one of the Twins is more emotionally/physically frustrated. It’s a very close call. Neither of them are shy about finding a casual lay for a night (especially if the aforementioned lay has a nice bed or good food or clean water) but they’ve also both expressed how they don’t find time to do that often. Especially as they gained notoriety and rumors of a bounty on their head from both the big city and other exiles started getting around, finding something quietly casual has become more difficult. Which is terribly good timing, because they happen to have someone with them now who just wants to see them satisfied.

Lucky them.

Lucky you.

With Xan, it’s rough. She gets back from missions and her way of telling you she needs your personal help isn’t very sly. She’s eyeing you up the minute she and Xin get back; you’re catching her looking at your mouth, your chest, your ass, between your legs, et cetera, et cetera. She eye-fucks you blatantly. When she speaks, her voice takes on this sultry, brazen edge. She gets louder, and generally Xin takes the hint to leave. Or he doesn’t. She doesn’t really care. She gets louder until you get close to her, and then she quiets down. Her voice goes from rash to ribbed; not smooth, but crackly, squeaks a little here and there. She draws you in without having to touch you — though, generally, she does. She’s prone to feeling you up while she tells you just how long and hard her day has been, and somehow by the end of it you’re always in her lap and she’s digging her nails into your neck while she practically spits against your mouth just how badly she needs a pretty girl between her legs until she isn’t sore and achy from cramming herself into unnatural positions and carrying around heavy weaponry and shit.

And you help her out. Obviously.

She’s violent. You’re doing your fucking best and she’s grabbing handfuls of your hair and ripping on it so hard that you think your scalp might come off. She’s mashing your face into her cunt in a way that has your nose stinging from hitting her pubic bone. When she gets close, she chokes you till you’re seeing stars behind your eyelids, or she rakes your neck and the back of your shoulders with her nails so hard you bleed. Hell, half the time she gets so eager to chase her climax that she’ll wrestle you over so she can not only sit on your face but almost crush it with how hard she’s grinding, pushing, grinding, pushing, pushing, pushing. She’s vocal as fuck, too; she’s moaning and laughing the whole time, asking you how you feel because she feels fucking amazing, your mouth feels fucking amazing — but you’re such a nasty fucking slut, aren’t you? I’m covered in blood and sweat and you’re fiendin’ like a whore between my legs, huh? Uh huh? Yeah? Yeah, you are. Yeah, yeah — my girl, huh?! Yeah?

She’s a nightmare with the dirty talk. She’ll have you red and embarrassed no matter how hard you think you are. She’s loud with it, too; it’s almost like she wants Xin to hear her. She just can’t contain herself, and when she finishes — fuck, when she finishes — she makes it a goal to get you as messy as possible. She might squirt, yeah, but even if she doesn’t, your whole face and neck (though sometimes her hand is wrapped around your throat) and maybe even your chest end up wet because she makes these huge swinging humps with her hips when she’s climaxing. She gets a kick out of seeing you sloppy. That’s really it. She’s dramatic. She likes to make every time you two “blow off steam” something straight out of an x-rated film. Don’t worry; sometimes she’ll clean you off orally. Otherwise, she’ll just invite you to bathe with her after. Round two usually ensues.

With Xin, it’s still rough, but unlike Xan’s sudden corkscrew into absolute madness, it’s a steady slope. Upon returning from a mission, he’s a little more reserved; he’s making dark jokes about whatever they just did, and he’s making faint passes at you, too. Generally, though, he doesn’t do much else; his cue that he’d like some of your help is generally rather subtle cue found in the way he catches your eye and his jaw flexes, or in the way he walks behind you and brushes your ass just lightly enough to know it was deliberate. Generally, he waits for Xan to be gone — he’s got a bit more shame than his counterpart — but if he’s drunk, he’s mildly forward. He’s eyeing you up. He’s sucking on his tongue. He’s shifting and somewhat-subtly grabbing at his crotch to shift his dick around. Et cetera. Generally, Xan leaves, assuming she notices. Sometimes, he has to tell her to go. Once she does, though, he doesn’t even need to give you instruction.

He’s a fiend for good head. The minute she’s gone or he starts leaning against something, hips pushed out, you know what to do. It’s an unspoken agreement; you get up, go to him (or, sometimes, if you’re not fast enough, he’ll come to you), drop his pants and get to work. Unlike Xan, Xin wants this to last; his stress relief comes with time, not with instant gratification. He wants you to kiss his v-line. He wants you to run your tongue along his shaft and kiss his head. He wants you to brush your knuckles along the fat purple vein that decorates the bottom of his cock. He wants you to take your sweet time and let him feel every bit of your touch ‘till he’s leaking pre, and then you can actually start working him.

He’s grabbing your hair. He’s not pulling on it till it stings, but he is holding it tight. He’s not controlling your pace, but he is suggesting it. He’s urging you further down on him, ‘till you’re teary-eyed and your throat keeps fluttering because he’s damn near choking you. The whole time, though, he’s making these noises, these grunts and groans of satisfaction, and he looks so pretty when his eyes close and his nose wrinkles and his lips part, so you bear it. Hollow your cheeks and focus on his cockhead, and he’s sighing and slowly fucking your mouth like he’ll break you otherwise.

Up until he decides enough is enough. Then he’s pulling you up by the hair and he’s putting you either against or over the nearest surface. His manner remains the same; he shoves your face into something, balls a fist in your hair, and pistons into you from behind while he tells you how much he needed this. How good it feels. How good you feel. He doesn’t stop you from reaching down and toying with your clit, but when you get close he gets troublesome. He tells you you better wait because you two will be done at the same time, and if you don’t — well, if you don’t, he’s fucking you ‘till you do. He’s also only ever finishing inside, so when that time comes, he’s got one hand pulling your head back by the hair and the other hand covering the one you’re using to masturbate and he’s blowing a load in you just to watch it drool out later — and then he’ll fuck it back into you with his fingers and do it all again because he’s a menace and gets off to the visual of you being full of him.

Do they ever just go at the same time? Sure. They’ve done it before; they’re both a bit more possessive over you, but they’ll do it. There have been a damn million times where they get back and somehow within the hour you’re shaking and almost sobbing between the two of them. Xan’s at your head, pulling your face into her cunt while she pinches and bites at your nipples while Xin’s pressing one hand into your lower stomach so you can feel every inch of his cock pistoning in and out of you. Or maybe Xin’s at your head, fucking your throat even through your muffled cries while Xan puts some cruel vibrating thing between the lips of your cunt and sandwiches it under her own. Hell, maybe Xan’s got the strap and they’ve got you trapped and taking the heat from both sides (both holes?) so they can hear you scream.

would be a damn shame if the people who thought you were a “hostage” to the criminal vigilantes tearing up exile learned that you were just a glorified sex doll, wouldn’t it?

[saccharineflesh]

G A E L ⋆˙⟡♡ P E R E I R A

w r i t i n g s ᯓ e s t a b l i s h e d ᯓ p I n t e r e s t ᯓ m o r e

Is that chay suede? Oh, no, that’s chistian gael pereira, a thirty five year old coo at Pereira Oil Co. who uses he/him pronouns. They currently live in Santa Moneda in Valparaíso, and the character they identify with most is Chuck Bass from Gossip Girl. Hopefully they find their own little paradise here in el país de los poetas!

Character Summary.

Born into a life of wealth and riches, Gael didn't ever need for much. At a young age he was in a car accident with his mother, which led to her losing the ability to walk. His father wasn't an affectionate man and ruled with an iron fist so Gael and he never got along. Over the years he'd do things specifically with the purpose to piss off his father even running off to Vegas to get married because he knew his family wouldn't approve. That didn't last very long and within six months of marriage Gael was manipulated back home where he belonged. Now, Gael is second in charge of an oil dynasty looking to expand it's resources to Chile where he now resides.

Profile.

Full name: Christian Gael Pereira Nicknames: Chrissy (family only) Age: thirty-five Birthdate: December 19 Zodiac Sigh: Sagittarius Gender/Pronoun: Him/He Sexuality: Pansexual Place of Birth: Dorchester, MA Residence: Santa Moneda, Valparaíso Occupations: COO of Pereira Oil Co. Languages Spoken: Portuguese, Spanish, English

Family.

Mother: Gloribel Marissa Pereira Father: Christian Arnaldo Pereira Siblings: Has one half-sister who he refuses to acknowledge

Headcanons.

+ traits - perfectionist, caring, innovative, tolerant, vibrant - traits - arrogant, impulsive, disruptive, stubborn, single-minded ♱ Has a 1 year old cat named Marco who he plays marco polo with. Marco does in fact respond, although not with an impressive 'polo' unfortunately. ♱ Loves to live life on the edge so anything thrilling/reckless/dangerous send it his way ♱ Does not drive anywhere, he has a personal chauffeur. ♱ He absolutely loves music and over the years taught himself how to play guitar and piano

The Past.

♱ trigger warnings ♱ car accident | depression

Christian Gael was born into an extremely wealthy family, but everything that he got was earned. His parents instilled in him from a very young age the importance of hard work, and making a name for himself regardless of their last name. They didn't want him to end up as just another spoiled rich kid.

His relationship with his mother is something Gael treasured. At the age of ten the two got into a car accident, which left his mother bound to a wheelchair for the remainder of her life. Gael blamed himself despite having no fault and promised himself he'd always stay near his mom. For the longest time his mother fell into a depression and refused to even speak.

His father on the other hand barely even spent time at home, and when he was present all Gael ever got were scoldings and judgements. Not soon after the incident with his mother, Gael witnessed his father's infidelity with a house employee. He didn't know what was happening at the time, being only ten or eleven years old, simply knew that it was wrong and he confronted his dad.

It took about a twenty minute conversation where he was manipulated into keeping the secret from his mother. Two years later his father brought home a little girl almost half his age claiming to be her father, and that they would live together as a family.

The betrayal that Gael felt has carried on to this day. He refuses to acknowledge her as a member of his family. He blames her for ruining his family and sees her as an extension of her home-wrecking mother. It didn't help that the moment she moved in her father showered her with gifts, and most heartbreakingly his love. Something that Gael never got from him.

While his mother still refused to speak, Gael could see how much pain his new housemate was bringing her which only infuriated him more. Being the mother that she was, Gloribel did her best to put her pain aside and raise his half-sister as her own while urging Gael to treat her well.

Tired of dealing with the mess of a house that his father had created, Gael moved out as soon as he was legally able to and did everything in his power to anger his father. It was no secret that he would be taking over the family company once Christian senior retired, but Gael had no plans of following in his father's footsteps at the time.

During one of his unavoidable family vacations, Gael met and quickly became infatuated with a woman he could only describe as 'godly'. Beauty unmatched, and a personality that made his toes curl. She (Poet) worked on the yacht, much to his father's dismay, and the two began seeing one another. It wasn't long after that they began traveling together and Gael felt what he could only assume was true love.

He had dated people from time to time, but they were pretentious and superficial - two words he could never use to describe Poet. They usually never lasted more than a month or two, but with her things were different. He couldn't get enough of her and after some years the two were running off to Vegas where they married.

After around six months of alluding and ignoring calls from his father, Gael's location was found and in the middle of the night a knock came to his door. He was given an ultimatum.

With little to no time to properly process or explain himself to Poet, Gael left her there and returned home with his father. Over the years he wondered what had become of her, and while he had all the means and opportunities to reach out as time went on, he didn't know what to expect. The uncertainly made him wait even longer and before he knew it years had gone by.

Despite not wanting to follow in his father's footsteps the thought of his half sister taking the company fueled his blood even more and so Gael focused his all on becoming the next C.E.O even pitching an expansion of the oil company to other countries which is how he found himself in Chile.

While all the legal process took form, Gael was tasked with securing locations for the expansion as well as looking into other competitors. This required him to temporarily move.

[misschanadlerbong]

Hi so I was wondering if I could request a stelena one shot where no humanity/ripper Stefan x Elena? Perhaps Stefan being protective towards Elena or something like that? Please and Thank You!

Always and Forever

A/N: This is upon the request of a very special friend who has an undying love for Stelena. Thank you so much for requesting this, I have never written a character x character fiction before and this was so exciting. Hope you like it <3 p.s. sorry for the delay!

Summary: So this fiction is based on the timeline of when the travelers did their spell and made Mystic Falls vampire free and Bonnie and Damon were stuck on the other side. Elena is still a human in this one because it's AU and she was together with Stefan until he turned his humanity off because he could not handle the pain. He leaves Elena which makes the situation worse. One night, Elena is attacked by a newbie vampire, would Stefan be there to save her or would he lose control?

Word Count: 2k

Genre: Elena x Stefan, ripper!stefan, nh!stefan, TVD!AU, angst and ending with fluff.

Warnings: Mentions of blood.

“Elena? …. Elena?” called out Caroline.

Elena soon zoned in, “Yeah, Caroline I was just thinking about…”

“Stefan?” said Caroline raising an eyebrow at her.

“No, actually I was thinking about what to gift you for your birthday.”

It has been nearly a month since the travelers sacrificed themselves and made mystic falls vampire-free. It was not easy for anyone. Bonnie and Damon could not make it through the other side. Elena and Caroline were missing their best friend and Stefan was missing the only family he had his brother Damon.

Caroline could not spend time with her mother. As Caroline couldn’t cross the Mystic Falls border, they had to meet just outside of Mystic Falls. Elena had it worse of all. She lost her best friend and her boyfriend Stefan. Stefan finally had the hope to get his best friend Lexi back but unfortunately Luke abruptly stopped Liv from doing the spell leaving Bonnie, Damon, and Lexi on the other side.

When Stefan got the news that Lexi and Damon are not coming back, he was devastated. He could not handle that pain and in turn, he flipped his humanity switch. No one could get him to turn his humanity back on. That was the thing with Stefan, he was an escapist he wanted to escape from all the overwhelming emotions and the thought of never seeing his brother ever again. He knew the consequences of turning into a ripper, but the pain of losing his brother overcame the love he had for his girl. He could not bear the loss and somehow felt that it was all his fault.

His ripper side worried everyone. He got admission into Whitmore college and started recklessly feeding off the students with no remorse.

Elena with help of her friends tried it all, the sweet talk of love, trying to show him hope, trying to tell him that their love is worth holding on to. When the talks failed, they adopted ‘The Lexi Method’. In some way, Enzo deceived Stefan and injected him with vervain. They locked him up, tortured him, and starved him. Nothing seemed to work, he was acting extremely stubborn this time. One day when Enzo went in to check on Stefan, he was surprised to see him gone. He had escaped and was nowhere to be found.

Elena lost all hope to get the love of her life back. She was not a vampire who could just turn her emotions off, she was a human and had no way to escape the feelings. She felt hollow and did want to have that spark of hope anymore. She soon realized that she had to keep herself together, she had to go through her life, and she had to keep moving. Maybe the love she was holding onto was not worth it and if their love was real Stefan would find a way back to her.

To distract herself she decided to throw Caroline a birthday party. To Elena it does not matter if her world was falling apart, she always wanted the best for her friends and she wanted everyone to make a fresh start, therefore she planned a surprise party for Caroline at the McKinley diner near their college since they could not go to the Grill. Back to the present, there she was sitting lifeless at the table “pretending” to enjoy the party.

“Oh, come on Elena, snap out of!” said Caroline as she knew Elena was lying to her about forgetting about Stefan. She knew her best friend more than anyone in the world.

“You need to get over that selfish man who could not even hold onto the love you had for him. Look around so many cute and hot guys are here at the party, and Liam hasn’t taken his eyes off of you the whole night, you should go talk to him aren’t you guys in the same class?”

“Yes, Caroline we are. But I am not in the mood for talking to guys and stuff,” said Elena.

Caroline pouted at the response “No I am not listening to you, it’s my birthday and you have to do as the birthday girl says,” she demanded.

Caroline was not wrong. Elena was a beautiful girl, and she wore a black laced V-neck dress exposing her cleavage but in a cute way. Elena could date any guy she wanted to, but she still missed Stefan, he was her soulmate after all.

But as Caroline insisted further, she walked up to Liam and talked to him. He was sweet, respectful, and hot. For a while Elena felt good, she had a smile on her face that was missing for the past month, and after a long time, she was happy.

She decided to leave for the dormitory early as she wanted to spend some time alone with herself and reflect on her thoughts.

“Hey, could I walk you to your room?” asked Liam politely.

“Um, thank you so much for asking Liam, but you should enjoy the party, it's still early. I'll be fine.”

“Yeah, yeah sure! So, see you in class?”

“Yeah, see you!” Elena smiled and proceeded towards the college.

The night was cold as it was October. Elena forgot to bring her coat and wanted to reach her room as fast as possible. Elena looked up and the sight of the night sky was alluring. The stars were shining brightly, and the pale crescent moon shone like a silvery claw. She sighed and grinned at the sight in front of her eyes.

As she was walking towards the college, Stefan appeared in front of her out of nowhere and started walking with her. But she did not care, she was hurt enough and did not want to let her guard down again. She ignored him and started walking on her path.

“So, you are ignoring me now?” asked Stefan.

“What do you want Stefan?”

“Nothing, I just thought you could use some company as you are alone. Is it safe for you to be all alone at this hour of the night?” questioned Stefan.

“Why do you even care? Huh? You left me remember?”

“Oh no, I do not care at all. I don’t care if you are bitten by a vampire or get attacked by some drunk asshole. I just wanted to have some company because I was getting bored and look you are in a need of company too.”

Elena scoffed, “Well the vampire who was rashly feeding ran away so I guess I am safe," said Elena savagely.

Before Stefan could say anything, Elena continued, “you don’t get to do this Stefan. There was a man who loved me, who would do anything to protect me, but he left me and with him, all my feelings for him left too. He could not care less about the connection we had, about the memories we had. He left me. You don’t get to show up anytime you want to and pretend like you did not do anything like you didn’t hurt anyone. Just leave me alone, okay? I do not want you here no one does.”

Elena was on the verge of crying, but she did not want to show Stefan that she cared. She was strong enough to tell him that he made a mistake. Stefan stood there speechless as Elena walked away from him. Doesn't matter how hard she tried, the memories flooded back to her, she started thinking about the time when they were together and how he would do anything to save her. But unfortunately, that Stefan was far gone, and this thought made her sob and tears started streaming down her face as she continued walking.

She stopped abruptly as she saw a tall man standing in front of her, she was terrified and for a moment lost all her senses. Her heart was racing inside her chest as the man started walking closer to her, she reached for the pepper spray in her bag and sprayed it all over his face. This gave her a little head start and she ran as fast as she could, but that man was faster and as she turned she saw him standing right in front of her with the speed of light. She realized that he was a vampire. She gasped and decided to run again but before she could take any action, the vampire sunk his fangs into Elena’s neck.

Elena drowned in a terrifying blankness, the pain was hot and sharp. She could not scream, and tears started flowing down her eyes as she started losing consciousness. Before the vampire could suck more blood, he was thrown away from her and Elena fell to the ground. She was not strong enough to stand but she could see everything that was happening. Stefan came to her rescue. Stefan was infuriated by the incident and had no control over his anger, he walked up to the vampire in rage and ripped his heart out.

Stefan soon realized that Elena was hurt and needed help. He saw Elena and froze at the sight. Elena’s blood was rushing out of her body frantically and Stefan started losing control. He could smell her blood, he could hear the veins pumping inside her body, his face turned blue-black and his eyes red. He felt helpless and uneasy.

“Stefan, please don’t,” Elena whined. “Stefan, please don’t hurt me. You can control it, Stefan, just breathe.”

Stefan shut his eyes and took a deep breath. The veins started disappearing from his face and his eyes came back to normal. He rushed towards Elena and knelt on her body. He took her into his arms and bit one of his wrists to feed her some of his blood to save her life as she was losing consciousness. Elena started feeling better and glared into Stefan’s beautiful green eyes, the eyes she missed staring into.

“You flipped your switch?” Elena whimpered.

“Yes, I did. I am so sorry Elena. I should not have done that. I should not have left you alone, I should have understood that you were going through the same thing. You lost your best friend too. I am so sorry to abandon you like that and to turn my back on you. I promise that I am here with you. We will go through this together. I love you so much and I never want to leave you ever again. I committed a terrible mistake, Elena, please forgive me.”

Tears were streaming down Stefan’s eyes as he could see that just because of him Elena was hurt and that she could have died tonight. He was hurt because of the pain that Elena had to go through because of him and he was apologetic about it. He wanted to make everything okay. He was trapped under a pile of guilt and felt terrible.

“It’s okay Stefan. I forgive you. There is nothing more than okay to know that you are here with me and that you turned your humanity back on. I love you too Stefan, more than anything. I am so glad that you were here to save me, I could have died,” said Elena wiping tears off Stefan’s face while sobbing.

Stefan cut her off and said, “Hey, don’t say that. And I feel terrible that you had to nearly die to get my humanity back.  I am here for you always and remember you are Elena Gilbert, you always survive.” Elena lightly chucked and said, “I love you, Stefan, we are in this together.”

Stefan held her tight like he was never going to let her go ever again. He loved her and she loved him. The connection between them was impenetrable. They were soulmates and no matter what the circumstances were, they always found a way back to each other.

 Stefan kissed her forehead, and whispered in her ears while he engulfed her in a hug, “I love you more, always and forever.”

A/N: This is the kinda love I crave, aren't they adorable? and tysm for requesting this Mae, I enjoyed writing this a lot. It's nice to go unconventional and do something you have never done before, anyways...

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[thefanofnanbaka]

Lets rate Vanitas no carte characters ! [First the "objective" version and then my point of view x)] (Btw I cant do all VNC characters bc it'll be too long TwT)

Vanitas:

Objective: 7/10

Bad side:

•He has a bad temper, doesn't care about anyone and doesn't think about others (at least that's what he shows) he's stubborn and doesn't really think.

Good side:

•He is very kind and always helpful, he protects those he loves, does not like someone being hurt by his fault.

Bad/Good side

•He doesn't really show affection for what he likes but I think that's because he himself hasn't really received affection.

I rate him as a 9/10 [and he's handsome ✨️]

Noe:

Objective: 9/10

Bad side:

•I saw that many VNC fans find him too whiny or caring. Also, he is still far too traumatized with Louis, it can make him cry anytime compared to Vanitas who has a more traumatic past and who shows it less.

Good side:

•He doesn't like violence and always tries to settle things by talking with these enemies. He caring for those he loves, he is very kind.

Bad/Good side:

•he acts childish very often and is very stubborn in his own way.

I rate him as a 11/10 (XD) [Seriously I love him sm and Im sure he love Vanitas, but he can be cruel towards him]

Jeanne:

Objective: 8/10

Bad side:

•As a "Bourreau" she can be very (too much) violent and brutal. she does not know what to do when she receives affection. She has a complicated past that can affect her present. [I know that's not a bad side but I hate her romantic/lover side]

Good side:

•She protects Luka and the others at the cost of her life, and very helpful and kind ! She's strong as f*ck ! She's a great woman [when she's not romantic with Vanitas! :')]

Good/Bad side:

•She always feels obligated to protect others, as she is indebted to them.

I rate her as a 4/10 [bc she's strong, very pretty and kind. But I don't like her at all. First cause she love Vanitas and its boring, second cause I still dont know if Noe had a crush on her XD But she's a good characters]

Dominique:

7or8/10

Bad side:

•Her past and Louis continue to haunt her and it's complicated for her. She would agree to kill herself so that Noe would no longer have to worry about her.

Good side:

•She's strong and cool ! A real girl boss ! She took care of Jeanne, and accepted Vanitas in her life. She became "friend" with Mikhail too Lmao 💀

Good/Bad side:

•SHE IS TOO STICKY WITH NOE ! It would be great if she would stop caring about Noe. And that goes for him too x)

I rate her as a 9/10 cause she's my Girlboss 😩 [The only thing I don't like is his too sticky side towards Noe]

Louis:

6/10

Bad side:

•He is certainly nice towards his sister and Noe, but he can be rather cruel sometimes. He keeps these problems to himself (which will cost him his death) and he too easily accepts the death of these "cursed" friends [and then he is monotes x)]

Good side:

•He is still nice to Noe and Domi, he acts like their big brother and protects them, he can be cute sometimes. He is very smart and cultivate.

Bad/Good side:

•He makes jokes that make Noe and Domi cry, and doesn't assume afterwards XD

I rate him as a 8/10 ! [I love him, he's literally Domi's male version x)]

Mikhail:

6or7/10

Bad side:

•He is extremely cruel, and does not hesitate to want to sacrifice Domi ! He forced Noe to drink his blood, and Vanitas blood. The battle between Vanitas and Noe is literally because of him :')

Good side:

•He likes nice people and adores his big brother Vanitas. He didn't really want to hurt Domi. He acts like a kid (he's literally a kid) He want the Blue moon vampire came back for have a normal family again.

Good/Bad side:

•He's too obsessed with his brother it gets weird XD He's also not at all brave and very crybaby unlike Vanitas, as seen in his past in the lab.

I rate him as a 8/10 [He's too cute and Crazy, he's my child 😭🥲]

[akiwitch]

hi!! i'm sorry to hear you're having a bad night, i hope it improves for you soon!!

i'm not sure how much you've posted about thief and guard so far (i tried looking on your blog but the search function didnt turn up anything lol this webbed site is so functional), so could i ask for a little profile about the major characters :0? (understandable if you don't feel like doing it tho, since you said you're planning on doing character lineups sometime soon! :D)

Hi friend! It’s okay, it’ll pass!

I’ve posted a little bit but not a lot to keep myself from getting too invested but I think it’s too late now oops so here we go!! Warnings: no one has last names yet so if anyone has ideas give them to me pls. Also all of this might change idk

Stefan

Age: twenties-ish? No one knows. Not even him!

Profession: Thief

Stefan can steal anything - for the right price. He is considered the absolute best of the best, second only to his mentor when she was in her prime. No one knows how he gets into the place he does. Some of the most heavily fortified magical vaults in the world.

The truth is, he’s extremely magic resistant. Maybe even immune. Leave him with a magical object for a few days and it’ll be drained dry until it can be re-enchanted.

He’s cunning, clever, thinks he’s very funny, quick on his feet, and has a fast and loose moral code. He seems brave, but mostly he’s an adrenaline junkie and a contradictory brat.

Basically…watch your wallet, but he’s a very entertaining friend. If he had friends.

Henrik

Age: 28

Profession: Vault Guard

Henrik worked himself up from very humble, sheep herder origins to being captain of the guard in the great magical vault (it’ll have a cool name probably) where only the most dangerous magical artifacts are kept.

He’s honest to a fault, strong, capable, loyal, and extremely stubborn. Once he has his sights on something, he does not let go.

He’s also kind of a buzzkill grump.

Jani (and Beans)

Age: early 20s probably

Profession: relic hunter

Jani lost an arm years ago, but formed a weird symbiotic relationship with a slime she named Beans who can form an arm for her when she needs it (mind you, Beans is not going to be doing anything delicate. Mostly helping her swing across a chasm, hitting something real hard, grabbing something…basically a weapon)

She hunts relics to feed Beans cheap old junk (it eats a lichen that only forms on magical items) and to sell off whatever might be worth a penny or two.

She’s fun, flirty, smart, a bit ruthless, and cutthroat if she needs to be. If you want a drinking partner, she’s your girl.

Faryn

Age: idk 25? Sure

Profession: relic hunter

She works with Jani to find relics to sell. She’s very interested in history and deeply fascinated with the formation of the rift (a giant crack that split the continent in two) and in the cataclysm that caused magical storms a hundred years earlier. She’s out to find the truth. And make some money.

She’s quieter than Jani, kind of a nerd, but even if she protests she’s always there to back her up, even if it’s in something as stupid as a bar fight. And while she may seem soft-spoken and nervous, do not play cards with her. She cheats.

That’s what I have so far! I think they should have a healer probably (maybe a cat man? I think that’d be funny?? He tends to your wounds then purrs to speed up healing? Maybe??)

Thank you for the ask~

[sapphic-scylla]

Wanted to do a full write up of Petra Naverrian. There is a lot of things stories can’t always explain fully that I really wanna talk about with her and the only way I can is through a full breakdown. So I hope you enjoy. She is my pride and joy. @ebevkisk

PETRA NAVERRIAN

Basic Info(Aasimar Form):

Height: 5’7”

Weight: 150 lbs.

Hair: Bright Red

Eyes: Heterochromic Lavender and Red

Skin Color: Pale White with dapples of freckles across her body

Gender: Transfeminine Non-binary Girl

Pronouns: She/They

Sexual Orientation: Prefers not to label herself, but leans towards bisexual and polyamorous

Basic Info(Nephalem form):

Height: 5’7”

Weight: 160 lbs.

Hair: Bright Red

Eyes: None

Skin Color: Onyx rock with Pink, glowing etchings in the stone and wings of blood and shadow

Gender: Your worst fucking nightmare

Pronouns: You/Will/Suffer (She/They still)

Sexual Orientation: If you see this form, the last thing you should be worrying about is who she’s dating.

Abilities:

Weapon Choice: Song of the Myriad-A weapon built for a true Jack of all trades that can shift into any weapon. The possibilities are endless, but Petra prefers a few different forms. Her main favorite is a Rapier with a dagger embedded in the hilt (think Rakuyo from Bloodborne) that she is an expert with. She also tends to use a chained kunai, katana, twinblade, bo staff, and warhammer quite often.

Magical Capabilities: She is a fully realized blood wizard and blood cleric, so any feasible spell that exists in the world is at her disposal. She is very control oriented and a lot of her spells are used to put opponents at a disadvantage or help her teammates, but she can exercise deadly force if she needs to.

Nephalem Domain and Abilities: Blood and Shadow. Can also access some of these abilities as an aasimar. Her Nephalem form emits a wave of Divine Terror, that only other gods (and allies) are immune to. She also has absolute control of blood , visible or other wise, and can shift through and between dark shadows like a wraith. Can exsanguinate mortal beings with a flick of her hand.

Interests:

Personality: She has two sides to her personality. One is the everyday Petra that most people see. She’s an introvert and an ADHD wreck, but she’s kind and loving and gets really clingy when she wants attention. Her other side is the one enemies see. Cold, merciless, demonic. Very no nonsense when she is in business and her focus cannot break

Hobbies: Book collector, singer, works part time at a XXX club in Icoriin as a performer, magical innovator, and a truly fierce plushie collector, mostly of dangerous creatures.

Pet Peeves: Ego. Would NEVER miss an opportunity to cut someone down a peg or several. She also has a profound distaste for necromancy, but she’s working on that.

Secrets: She has a big one. Even @ebevkisk doesn’t know this one ;)

Food and Drink: She loves cherry wine and anything with meat or sugar in it. The way to her heart is chicken pasta with white sauce.

Her Strengths (According to her): She knows her butt as well as her “equipment” are extremely gifted (yes, she kept it). She also know herself to be a very adaptable and perceptive fighter while still being ferocious. She also knows how good of a listener she can be and is well aware that she has a calming effect on the people around her.

Her Weaknesses (according to me): She’s reckless more often than she thinks she is and her emotions drive more of her actions than logic does. Also, she is incredibly stubborn to a fault. She also struggles with the weight of the world, which isn’t her fault, but she takes losses incredibly hard and feels like she’s failed those closest to her if she isn’t perfect. Also, the necromancy thing.

Kinks (I’m not apologizing): Massive praise kink as well as an exhibitionist kink. She’s also VERY much a brat. She says she’s a top (she’s lying), but she likes commanding positive attention and, despite her fantastic sexual stamina, she will crumble under the effects of a sweet talker SO easily. She also likes spankings, but will never tell anyone that.

Insecurities: She often worries about her freckles in public spaces and affectionate company. She has a LOT of them and often feels like they make her unattractive (they don’t). She also gets nervous that she’s too much for most people and that her special interests ramblings go on for way too long. She worries a lot about whether she’s doing enough and her success rate.

[xaracosmia]

ꕥ — WELCOME TO MARE COSMIA, MEI. 🌗

ꕥ — OOC INFORMATION;

name / alias: monis age: 24 pronouns: she ooc contact: _yyxy other characters in xc: none

ꕥ — IC INFORMATION;

name: mei age: 18 pronouns: she/her series: oc canon point: pre finding eden my webcomic app triggers: cult mention

personality:

mei is someone who doesn’t seek validation from others. it’s a surprising thing considering her occupation–an idol. she is sure of who she is as a person, and truly believes she can do no wrong. admitting to her wrongs isn’t something she’s used to, and apologizing is foreign to her. that’s not to say that she won’t do it, she will, only after being scolded by her older brother for an hour straight.

she speaks her mind and tries to be as honest about her feelings, even if they hurt someone’s in return. when you’re surrounded by lies and deceptions from a young age you kind of want to just be upfront about everything. mei has no tact and has no filter. but she knows to keep her mouth shut when it’s time to work. she’ll speak her mind no problem in front of friends but the second the cameras start rolling she becomes the definition of “once in a lifetime idol”

if she likes you it will be obvious. she’s the type of person to show her clear bias, to take the side of someone even if they’re clearly in the wrong. there’s loyalty there and it’s not the easiest to earn with mei. there’s no “i dont trust anyone” spiel from her, she’s just the type of person to only stay loyal to those she likes. and depending on her mood she can like a variety of personalities. and hate them.

as nasty as her personality may be, mei does have kindness in her heart. she’s someone who will go out of her way to help those in need without asking for a reward. i wouldn’t call her a tsundere exactly, if she likes you she will be very obvious about it… but it’s more like she doesn’t care to put up a front. she’ll badmouth someone while handing another person cash for groceries. to her, kindness is expected of people and she doesn’t understand why some people don’t have an ounce of empathy for others. you can be annoyed by someone, you can dislike them but that doesn’t mean you have to be like that to strangers. that’s how mei views her attitude.

something your muse struggles with:

her arrogance. she’s an 18 year old girl who's always been spoiled by her older brother and suddenly rose to fame. she’s truly thinks she’s better than everyone.

setting her expectations on others too high. mei is easy to disappoint. she’s met terrible people and she knows how others can be yet mei is someone who is still so young and naive. she believes people can’t be all that bad.

impulsiveness. mei doesn’t think twice before making decisions, even extreme life changing ones.

your muse’s greatest strength:

loyalty. once mei likes you, she’s never gonna stop being loyal. only time she will ever stop is if you personally betray her.

taking charge. yes she’s 18, yes she’s still young buuut mei will try her hardest to take control in any situation.

never backing down. could be a fault too because it is a stubbornness, but mei views it as a charm point of hers. she will never backdown without a fight, and it’s why she’s a pretty assertive person.

history / background:

for as long as mei remembers, her only family were herself and her older brother (and cousin…). that’s all she will share and that’s all she will say. the place they lived in wasn’t of much importance, a church which worshiped humans and the ‘drop of eden’. it wasn’t a home for children to be raised in, but it was the only place that would shelter them and feed them. the days there were long but with her brother around it wasn’t all that bad. (what she will never understand is why they, aliens from another planet, worshiped some mere humans.)

mei didn’t have much care for it, but she was too young to leave so it was her only choice. it wasn’t until her older brother, yu, turned 18 that mei finally left the church (could she even call it that?) and finally lived with only her family. he did everything in his power to give her a ‘normal’ upbringing and it ended up with her being a bit spoiled. it was all fine and dandy…

let’s discuss ephira, their planet. a planet with a surface that can be called a ‘wasteland’ and several underground cave systems where the people live. their whole lives are spent underground, living in cities known for their never-ending nightlife. the muvu, animal-based aliens live there and thrive… hm, what else about ephira? oh yeah:

a society that focuses heavily on talent. apprenticeships are normalized and anyone who didn’t have a specific talent was seen as odd. because ephira is known for celebrities and entertainment the talents usually focus on that… and mei? didn’t really have one. she liked playing video games but she was far too trigger-happy to make it a career, and she wasn’t interested in hair to follow her older brother’s hairstyling footsteps.

mei just didn’t have much passion for anything. it wasn’t until one day a recruiter noticed her (finding eden equivalent of instagram) and asked her to audition. her older brother tried years ago to audition to one of those entertainment agencies, yet it never worked out in the end. mei? well it’s not like her life will be over if she was rejected. with that mindset she decided to try it out, for fun, to stave off boredom.

and then it all becomes a blur: she’s accepted, becomes a trainee, suddenly debuts with a bunny girl named pomf, starts rooming with pomf, starts flopping in sales and views and…

mei finds a human with red eyes outside her agency. they look scared and lost.. they clearly don’t belong here. she makes an impulse decision, she offers the human a place to stay. not her own, she can’t have someone living in a dorm with her, but her brother… he lives alone now, he needs a roommate.

maybe that human was goodluck. months after housing them with her older brother, mei and pomf found success with p.m. like crazy success, imagine being on the brink of disbandment and then suddenly your song is charting number one on all music charts around the universe.

powers / abilities:

to talk about mei’s powers we need to discuss what the muvu can do! all muvu, and any animal based alien in the finding eden world can have talent power. what is talent power? users have some specialization which they have become so skilled at that they are able to utilize the latent magical energy in the universe to super power their skill, and use it offensively (or to just do the thing they do, very well). usually takes the form of “upgrading” their “weapon” for the period of time that they can focus their energy.

because mei is an idol her talent is singing which means:

sonic scream: when mei focuses hard on her energy, she is able to let out an ear piercing scream. the more energy she consumes around the world (or in this case… from her necklace) the stronger her scream becomes and the more damage it can cause. like physical damage.

charm singing: it’s a rare sight to see muvu’s enhance their skill in multiple ways so this ability is still.. a bit of a work in progress for mei. while this isn’t an ability she uses at all, mei can hypnotize someone with her singing. currently she’s only able to hypnotize one person and it has to be uninterrupted, her singing cannot be disturbed the entire time.

how it works is that she has to be singing the commands out and the second she stops the charm also stops.

inherent abilities:

heightened senses: she’s a cat! really good hearing, sense of smell and sight! of course since she’s a cat she can also see in the dark.

items / weapons:

a friendship necklace: she matches with her human roommate and her brother! it’s just a normal necklace…. with a weird magical energy emanating from it. almost as if someone casted a spell on it…?

copies of her p.m albums: she has to show her music off somehow!

starting ability: none! shes gotta earn em

starting item: her friendship necklace!

extra:

she’s mean but like she’s cute it’s fine.

she will type super cutely! it’s not her putting up a front, that’s like just how she talks online.

ignore her backstory…. she will honestly never tell anyone she was raised in a church. it’s cringey to her.

toxic gamer girl. gaming would be her talent but then she got into music.. she does have a passion for music now but before it was just for “funsies”.

yu (retired npc) is her older brother! she loves him but also gets annoyed by his silly antics.. and his relationships.

not much of a fighter but she’s pretty strong from working out alot. beats yu in arm wrestling.

5’0.

a lesbian!! will flirt with guys for fun but also will be like “ok lol stop im a lesbian i just liked the attention”

a troll

discord id: toxiccatgirl

[onyourhyuck]

CPR. | lee jeno (M)

synopsis; y/n sees her best friend smoking a joint one day, and decides to try it out. “holy shit, i need a cpr.”

warning; jeno and y/n are bffs 👯‍♀️, jeno tries to tell y/n no, y/n is stubborn, jeno is a soft dom, y/n is a softie too, Highly suggestive and smut, kissing, hair pulling, motorbike jeno.

╰─▗ ▘➤𖥸 welcome to CPR.

if you asked people how to describe jeno and your relationship with him, it would be ‘two peas in a pod’. inseparable clingy people who grew up together since diapers.

jeno dislikes having girls around him but you are the only expectation. he finds most girls annoying and basic, but you grew up to being the opposite of most girls he met. you’re not afraid of most things, jeno very much is scared of insects surprisingly for his cold intimidating personality, you are extremely messy, he isn’t, and you have a knack for being a pain in his ass.

the dreamies sometimes don’t believe jeno that he isn’t in love with you because he never shuts up about you. and neither do you, you brag about your best friend jeno to people. y/n tells her friends that her best friend is talented in sports, that he can dance really well— he won awards for his dances, and that he is musically talented.

you see jeno outside the building you just came out of. his thick veiny hands were rolling up a joint soon enough it was lit so he can finally smoke it. y/n doesn’t care much about smoking but she is interested when jeno does it.

“yah, jen.” you call out poking by his side like an annoying pest. he looks down at you, “sup you finished work early,” he said in surprise. y/n nods, “share the joint with me.”

the moment you said this, his eyes darken. “no, y/n” was the immediate answer to you, his stubborn self was clear on not influencing you onto these things because 1, you are a good girl who doesn’t like doing these things and 2, jeno doesn’t want to feel like he is influencing you onto these things.

something else must of made him hesitant too because when you encouraged him, he had a long trail of thought., he slowly takes the joint from his lips passing it to you, very carefully as if he was still questioning your seriousness. y/n takes the joint from the hand, immediately putting it close to the lips.

smell of the joint created a suffocating blockage to your nostrils and lips the second you’ve smelled it. jeno watches you choke,and the joint was given back. you gasp, almost dramatically because you barely inhaled anything jeno thought.

this is what made him hesitant. he really didn’t want to make you choke.

“oh my god jeno that’s the shit you smoke?” y/n exclaims. he shakes his head at you, “you barely inhaled any y/n.” he said.

you ignore the remarks from your best friend, coughing once more. “holy shit, i need a cpr.” you shout out, tapping your chest. the joint practically sucked the every last oxygen from you.

the pink hair boy drops the joint, seeing his best friend struggle for air even though it was a bit dramatic in his opinion, he wanted to help out in the situation because technically it is his fault for giving you the joint in the first place, next time he will completely reject any stupid idea you say.

you lean to the motorbike beside him, he wraps an arm around your shoulder, waving his lips to y/n’s when motioning your head to him.

y/n wasn’t aware of jeno moving her head on him until their lips were touching. wide eyes, jeno smirks into it. he quickly pulls away, seeing that your breathe and chest was much calmer. y/n blinks still in shock, watching jeno move just barely away from you.

“you asked for the cpr” jeno murmurs darkly, “and you got it.” he told again. y/n’s eyes fell down on his beautiful plum lips, kissing him again deeply. jeno turns into shock, but returns it as soon as it happened.

gosh who knew you would feel so good kissing? jeno most definitely didn’t see this happening ever. but it did. and he isn’t regretting a single thing out of it.

from the way their lips touched each other it felt as if it was jeno’s new favourite hobby, except he won’t ever get tired of it. the feeling was something refreshing, both emotionally satisfying and hot. y/n felt most vulnerable with jeno, so when she was able to go back for a second kiss, it proved that jeno indeed was her safe place.

y/n lightly pulls on jeno’s pink hair gently, feeling every single stimulation on his body. even if it would be taste, touching, seeing— she wanted to be only involved with jeno.

the boy casually wraps his two arms around y/n’s waist lifting her up in between his legs as his body slanted on the motorbike seat.

your stomach was resting in between his crotch area with the black ripped jeans, his colourful vibrant pink made him look extra hot today, y/n wasn’t taking no chances to not bite on the bottom lip.

jeno groans towards your actions leaning back, suggesting he was in enjoyment. he did not want this to end, neither did you.

however it did have to end because the dreamies come out of the same building as they finished work. the gang arrived noticing the two making out on his motorbike, their jaws drops to the ground.

“seriously get a room,” jisung told looking away awkwardly. y/n and jeno pull away slowly, his hands tighten when the boys approach two of you.

“I knew something was going on between you two.” jaemin said, arriving to check his motorbike. mark laughs a little, “congrats you finally kissed her,” he fists bumps jeno a little, y/n watches jeno fist bump and she shyly looks away. “seriously i just needed cpr it’s nothing like what you’re thinking guys.”

jeno smirks a little, “well you know when to find me for more cpr.”

haechan gags in the background when hearing jeno tell y/n this. “augh, work on your dirty talk game a little.”

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@onyourhyuck please refer from translating, copyrighting and plagiarising my work, thank you!

[winterpower98]

Decided to go ahead and design the older version of the Traffic Light Trio, plus some more characters.

These are designs for when the kids will become the new “rulers” (however that doesn’t stop to FFM). It’s pretty easy to figure out why I did an old version for Zan too, she is part of their little family. But I did one for LBD’s host too because I decided that, regardless of what will happen in canon with season 3, I wanted her to be part of this AU.

In here Bai He (name courtesy of @skellebonez) had no memories of who she was before being turned into LBD’s puppet. She didn’t know her family or remember her name, and Mei had to give her one after the first week of spending time with her because no one wanted to keep calling her “the girl” or just “kid”. So she stayed with MK’s found family.

Even tho she was freed from LBD, she didn’t get out of it completely untouched. Physically, the only thing that changed was her eyes that had turned into a dark shade of blue when once they had been brown. Bai is also cold to the touch. Not to an alarming point, but that did develop into her easily clinging to warm people (namely, Red Son and Wukong). But she also retained some of the spirit’s ability, specifically, that weird “panic attack” inducing power. She is however terrified of using it and only does so in an extreme situation.

Her implement into the found family wasn’t completely smooth tho, for one reason: Macaque. Because here is the thing: In this AU, Macaque was first used as a test subject for LBD's experiment (he is the closest thing to a copy of Wukong, so if she wanted to do anything to one monkey, she had to be able to do it to the other as well) and then used by LBD to fight Wukong like a puppet on strings, and he did not like that in the slightest!

So, Bai’s sole presence was enough to infuriate him, even if he knew it wasn’t her fault. She was just a mortal kid when LBD took her, even if she did put up a fight it would have been useless. But it takes a while for Mac to realize that “ Oh shit. This child is just as traumatized as me by this whole thing”.

But despite Macaque’s stubbornness, he did realize he was taking it out on someone who was just another victim, and it was probably helped by the fact that Bai would stay near warm people. And while both Red and Wukong have no problem with that, Wukong is the one she ends up spending the most time with because he feels especially guilty because he didn’t destroy LBD when he could and this kid (and his other kids) paid the consequences. So, because Bai spent a lot of time with the Monkey King, she had to spend time with Mac as well.  And while the kid doesn’t remember everything that happened while being possessed, she knows what LBD did to Macaque and she is scared that the dark monkey would take revenge on her, so she’s also not too happy to spend time with him.

But they do end up going past their fear and develop some form of mutual respect. They basically end up bonding over being traumatized by the same spirit and “No Peaches I did not adopt anyone SHUT UP”

Also, I should probably mention that the youngest of the kids still has a triple-digit as number

Maserpost

[b000mbayah]

Aespa as Yanderes

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Requested: yes

Word count: 472

Warnings: Stalking, obsessive behaviour

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Karina- Overprotective 

•Karina is usually close to her love interest, having a heavy impact on their life.

•She might not necessarily realise it herself but she is indeed a Yandere.

•Karina may just see her actions as being more protective than overprotective.

•She's blind to the fact that she's a yandere.

•It could take a long time for her to realise, if she ever does realise.

•Loves to have you depend on her at all times, in all situations.

•Lives for the fact that this is her undercover excuse to protect you.

•This makes you only a phone call away, easing her mind at night.

•She's okay with just being the person for your emotions, the aim for your affection.

•But if she feels like her love interest is being hurt in any way, shape or form, she'd switch. 

•Her overprotective side will be on display for all to witness with delicate eyes at the scene.

•This overprotective state is just a part of her nature.

•She was born with a jealous trait.

•That's what leads her to becoming an overprotective Yandere with overbearing intentions.

"You! Yes you! You stay away from MY y/n or suffer the consequences!"

Giselle- Restraint type

•Giselle can't help the intense urge to just be by your side for all eternity.

•She wants to be the only one in YOUR life.

•She wants YOU to be the only one in her life.

•She could go about this in multiple ways.

•The main two plans being:

•You either comply and stay by her side at all times.

•Or She'll kidnap you and lock you up in her house forever...with her of course!

•That's your decision though, your fate rests in your own hands.

•You either comply and stay or get taken away.

•What she wants is what she gets.

•She's extremely stubborn too...

•You can't take that from her mind as you two will be inseparable.

"Hey y/n, can you come over… I really need your support right now.."

Winter- A violent Final type

•Can't stand the thought of you being dead.

•Even though she brings you near the edge of death every week.

•As much as she drives herself into a deep lake of thoughts, she hurts you.

•Winter will break her love interest in every way possible.

•However, everytime she takes a step back to reflect on her doings, she ends up broken herself.

•She may damage you like an old, unwanted, toy, but she'll also assist you through the pain.

•She'll attend to whatever damage she's inflicted upon her love interest.

•She's caring but violent.

•A deadly mix.

•she takes her frustration out on you.

•But you're the cause of her frustration.

•You can never win with this girl.

•Either way you'll end up trapped in a loop of never ending torture.

"Does that hurt? That's your fault, stop making me think of all of these.. THINGS!"

Ningning- Self-sacrifice type.

•Would make any sacrifice no matter the cost.

•As long as it leads to you loving her back.

•The sacrifices could be as small as losing her job or as large as dying for you.

•Ningning would gladly take a blood bath any day, for you.

•Ningning would gladly fight any bloody battle for you. 

•The love sick girl would kill many for you.

•Somewhat of a ride or die situation with her.

•Being a self-sacrifice type means that Ningning wants to help support and protect you.

•Unlike a self-harm type who does it for the wanted attention.

•She wouldn't care if you hadn't noticed all of her ambitious rescues.

•As long as you're happy.

"Y/n.. I'd die for you any day.."

[goddesswritings]

“Can I slap her for you?” -  Corpse Husband | Part Two

Title: “Can I slap her for you?” – Part Two

Pairing: Corpse Husband x Reader

Summary: Being stuck living with the queen of YouTube drama and partying during the pandemic has seriously worn down your patience. Meeting Pokimane has changed your life for the better, making Among Us a pivotal part of your life.

Word Count: 5.2k

Unedited for now. I was eager to post. I will edit it later.

Corpse Masterlist

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<< PART ONE

After you left the apartment, you sat in the parking lot of some random store, trying to decide what to do now. Sighing, you opened your phone and went to Instagram. Corpse was probably wondering if it went okay.

Corpse: She left the stream, thank you!

Corpse: What exactly did you do?

Corpse: She’s sending Sean angry DM’s now.

Corpse: Hey, are you okay?

Y/n: Hey sorry, I had to pack. I’m fine, happy to help get her out of the stream. I switched off the power to her office.

Honestly, you wished you could have stood up against her more often than you did. She was four years younger, so you should have been able to have the say in things. But no, Olivia was a control freak and a spoiled brat too. She would no doubt tell your parents you started a fight with her, and she felt unsafe.

Corpse: Wow, you’re badass. Packing for what?

Y/n: Um, she may have kicked me out of the apartment, and I may have left without a fight because I’m tired of her shit. 🤷‍♀️

Corpse: Do you have a place to stay?

Of course you didn’t and you really should have thought about that before just leaving the way you did.

Y/n: Not really but I will find somewhere.

Well you hoped you could. There weren’t many people who were keen in taking in a friend during a pandemic.

Corpse: Poki’s going to call you.

At that message, your phone started to wring and sure enough, it was Poki.

“Hello?” You asked hesitantly.

“So someone let it slip that your sister kicked you out?” Poki said calmly.

“Is that someone, Corpse?”

“Yes, he said it out of shock but I’m glad he did. Knowing you, you would have kept it a secret from me.” She was right. You hated inconveniencing your friends.

“Damn you, Corpse.” You muttered making her laugh. “Yeah so I ruined Olivia’s stream and she started screaming at me before kicking me out. I didn’t fight it because I am tired of her.”

“Understandable. Well do you need somewhere to stay?”

“Yes but I will find some place.”

“Nope, you’re staying with me. Come over now or I am coming out to drag you back to my place.” Her protectiveness made you smile.

“Sure, I’ll be there in a few.” You hung up.

Y/n: Thank you for looking out for my stubborn ass, Corpse. I would have never told her.

Corpse: Stubborn is one word to describe you. Cute is another.

That comment made your face heat up from the sheer adorableness of it. Corpse seriously just called you cute.

Y/n: Can I say you have a genuinely nice hand. It’s marvelous.

Corpse: Hey, don’t make fun of my hand. It takes all the heat for me. That hand is very anxious every time I post him.

Y/n: Awe I bet. Give him hugs from me. Also tell him I’m a big fan!

The easy flow of conversation between the two of you was nice. You got along extremely well and talking outside of the game was nice, since you could focus on what you really wanted to say to him.

Corpse: He’s flattered!

This was great and took your mind off Olivia and the fact she just kicked you to the curb with nowhere to go. But Poki was there for you. You appreciated her more than she knew.

You pulled up in front of her apartment building, parking the car, you got out and grabbed your stuff. Typing in the code Poki had given you a while ago, you were let into the building. Entering the elevator, you made your way to her apartment.

Barely knocking, the door flew open to reveal Poki. She looked mad but also worried. She pulled you into the apartment and hugged you tightly.

“Can I slap her for you?” She asked calmly.

This made you giggle. “I mean I would like to slap her as well.”

“We should make a plan. Hey, the group is still on, come say hi.” She started to lead you to her office.

“Are they still streaming?” You didn’t want to reveal your face to the world, not like this.

“Oh no. We ended our streams when Olivia started talking about you. She completely wasn’t respecting your privacy and we weren’t about to let her spill it to our viewers.” That was so sweet of them to do.

You had left your bags in the other room while you followed her. An idle conversation was going on when you entered.

“Hey guys, I’m back.” Poki took a seat in front of the computer, she pulled up a second chair. “I have someone special here.”

Sitting down, you saw her nod for you to say something. “Hey, did you miss me?”

They went wild.

“Y/n! Oh we missed you!”

“Don’t leave us again.”

“I’m sorry I invited your sister to stream.”

“Hey Y/n.”

The mix of voices was overwhelming in a good way. Sykkuno, Rae, Sean, and Corpse pretty much spoke over each other which made you laugh.

“One at a time, guys. You can’t overload her.” Leslie told them.

“Sorry Y/n. We just really missed having you here. You’ve become one of our favorite friends to play with.” Sykkuno said sounding as sweet as ever. That man was just the best.

“Yes, I can say we agree.” Rae added.

It was nice to hear they missed you. It really helped to lift your mood as well.

“Did your sister really kick you out?” Toast asked

“Yes she did. But it’s not surprising at this point. She’s probably been gunning to kick me out as soon as she could.” Sad truth

“Well she’s the worst player ever. She can’t keep a secret at all. I really should have never agreed to get her into the group.” Sean said sounding sad.

“Hey Sean, please don’t worry about it. She’s always weaseling her way into things. It’s completely not your fault.” One of the things she loved to do was incessantly DM other youtubers for collabs or for free stuff. She really had no morals.

“Well thank you, Y/n. You’re literally the sweetest.” Sean said earning a bunch of ‘I Agrees’ from everyone else. That really was helping make the night better.

“Who’s up for some more Among Us to relax after that shitshow?” Lud asked making everyone laugh hard. It was agreed the group would do it. Luckily, you had your laptop and joined the call and game and stayed in Poki’s living room to play. Honestly, it was so good for you.

**

At the end if gaming, you said goodbye to the group. Then Poki showed you to the extra room that used to be her roommates before she moved out last month.

“Hey, are you looking for a roommate?” You asked as you put the bags on the bed.

Poki sent you a smile. “I am. Are you interested?”

This was good. “Yes, I mean I still have to find another job since my main is still furloughing me until this pandemic gets better but I have some money saved up.”

“Hey, please don’t sweat it. Besides, I know a friend who’s in need of an editor, I may have mentioned your name and she really wants to talk to you about it. Is that okay?”

“Wow, that’s perfect. Thank you, Poki. You’re such a great friend.” It felt good to have someone there for you.

She pulled you into a hug. “Always. I am so glad I met you. You’re one of my best friends.”

This was an honor. “Don’t make me cry.”

“I can’t promise anything. Anyway, I will leave you to rest. It’s been a long night. Tomorrow I will give you my friends details.”

“Sounds good, night Poki.”

“Goodnight, Y/n.” She waved goodbye and closed the door behind herself.

Smiling, you sat on the bed. It was such a good thing that she was here got you. But also Corpse was the catalyst that got you to actually tell Poki was what happening. He was sweet and it seemed he was looking out for you.

After changing into comfy pj’s, you brushed your teeth before climbing into the freshly made bed. Opening Instagram, you saw that Corpse has messaged you.

Corpse: I don’t like being too forward but hey here we go. Can I please have your number so we can talk more easily?

A smile made its way to your face. For a tough man, he surely had a sweet way of getting to you

Y/n: Yes you can. xxx-xxx-xxxx.

The nerves jumped when you sent that message. Less than a minute later, you received a text from an unknown number.

xxx-xxx-xxxx

Hey Y/n, it’s Corpse. Would you mind if I called you so we could talk for a little?

You liked this idea truthfully. It only helped to show how genuine Corpse was being.

Y/n

Not at all. Please go ahead and call me.

Your phone rang, displaying Corpse’s name.

“Hello?” You answered the phone while pushing away the anxiety.

A soft deep laugh filled your ear. “Hey sweet girl. How are you feeling?”

His words made you want to sigh in the most lovesick way. That never happened these days.

“I’m good. Poki had an extra room I could crash in and well I might just be her new roommate.”

“I love that. She’s so much better than your sister I assume.”

“She is. Here I won’t have to deal with the incessant pandemic partying Olivia likes to do.” That selfish bitch.

“Shit, is she stupid? She does know she’s risking a lot of lives, right?” You loved that Corpse had the logic you craved.

“So she is stupid, and her response was always that it’s not her problem and that the vulnerable people should stay home.”

“She sounds like the typical beauty youtuber these days.”

“Yes, she is. She has no morals.”

“Well that’s not good. I guess that’s why her name keeps popping up all over social media. She really needs to be careful, before she becomes the next Tana.” He was right but you personally thought she was past that point already.

“It’s too late. She’s already passed the point of return with all of this.”

“Yikes. It’s good you got out of there when you did.” A soft but deep laugh was heard through the phone. The sound made you giggle. Hearing such a tough guy laugh the way Corpse laughs, made you feel giddy. “So about what I said earlier, I meant it.”

“Huh, what are you talking about?” You truly were a little lost by this.

Corpse laughed again. “When I called you cute earlier. I meant it.”

Heat filled your face and a small smile made its way to your lips. “Thank you, Corpse. That’s really sweet of you. I don’t like to show many people who I am because they will immediately connect me to Olivia, and I don’t want that.”

“I get that. I don’t show my face for fear they won’t like me when I do. All my fans have built up this expectation of what they want me to look like and now I just don’t want to let them down. Plus it’s nice being able to stay anonymous if I go into public, but of course people will hear my voice and know. Shit, it’s hard.”

“Awe, I’m sorry. I saw what the attention has done to some people, but I think not everyone goes into that headspace. Also, I think you should stay faceless if it makes you feel better. There is no rule that says you ever have to show your face. People who push you to do it have no boundaries.”

Corpse was quiet for a while and you thought you had offended him. “I’m sorry if I said the wrong thing, Corpse.” You squeaked.

“No, you said the right thing. I was just thinking. You’re right. A lot of people have been on me to reveal my face, but I never intend to. I want to be able to live my life without being swarmed by fans, or god forbid, them judging me by my appearance.”

“Which is really fucked. When I first appeared in my sister video, the comments were awful. They couldn’t understand how she was related to me, but I never thought I looked bad. But I guess they expected Olivia to be surrounded by people in her genre. It was so hard to see those comments.” Thinking back to it, Olivia had even added to it. Telling you that you should have tried to look more like her for the video. You should have worn something more colorful and put-on way more make up then you liked. But you hated that. That wasn’t you.

“I can’t imagine the things they said. Is that why you deactivated your twitter?” How did he know about that?

“Oh, yeah. How did you know about it?”

“I remembered seeing a story about it on YouTube last year. They didn’t show your face, so of course I didn’t know it was you. But I figured it out when Olivia joined the game tonight and she blabbered on about being your sister. I’m sorry you received that hate. No one deserves that ever.” His voice was calming you now.

“Thank you. Olivia seemed to add to it, as well. Fuck, she’s just the worst person.” Family definitely had the ability to be shitty. “Meeting Poki last year really was the best thing. But also joining this Among Us group has been so good for me. Thank you for accepting me.”

“Of course. You’re a natural in the game but you also fit very well with the group.” Corpse really hoped you believed him because this was true. The group had a whole conversation about it when Olivia finally left

“I’m flattered. The Corpse Husband is telling me I fit in with him and his streamer friends. Wake me up, I must be dreaming.” You knew his words were genuine because it was just easy to tell.

“You better believe it, baby, because it’s true.”

You stopped short when you heard him call you baby. Of course Corpse had used that word before but right now it felt more intimate.

Letting out a yawn you realized it was nearing 4 am. “I appreciate it.” You mumbled, feeling the events from the day seep in.

“You’re tired, aren’t you?” His deep voice was lulling you closer to sleep.

“No.” Another yawn broke through.

“You can’t lie to me, Y/n. Get some sleep and we will talk tomorrow.”

The words made you smile. “That sounds good, Corpsie. Goodnight.”

“Goodnight, sweet girl.” Despite wanting to stay on the phone, you hung up. Sleep was quickly coming in to claim you. You can happily say you fell asleep with a huge smile on your face.

**

Waking up was easier than it had been in a long time. Normally you woke up to Olivia screaming at you or someone else. So it was nice to wake up to silence. It allowed you to relax and wake up properly.

Your phone buzzed from beside you. A text from Corpse is what you first saw, so you opened it.

Corpse

Good morning, sweet girl. I hope the night treated you well.

Sweet and to the point. His messages made you think he had a thing for you. Well you hoped he did but he also could just be treating you the way he treats friends.

Y/n

Yes, I slept well and for once I wasn’t awoken by my obnoxious sister.

It would he good not to live with her.

Corpse

I bet. Hey I hate to be the one to show you this, but your sister posted this on her instagram.

He then sent a link to the post. It made your blood boil.

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There was a picture of her, she was holding up a ripped picture of you. A huge frown was on her face.

oliviaxoxo It’s a shame when family starts to treat you like you weren’t the one to give them money when they needed it. This is my sister and she’s a bitch. For the last few years, she’s been the one editing my videos. Well I found out she was trying to sabotage me, so I had to fire her and kick her out. What a shame it is when family stabs you in the back. 🙃🙃

1,454,787 people like this

oliviafan23 Is this true? Damn, f*ck fake people.

queenolivia Sueeee herrrrr!

lovinliv Family ain’t shit. Spill her info so we can drag her.

sykkuwu Whoa, why are you spreading lies about your own family?

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queenolivia Why would you defend someone like that?

valkyrea You’re such a sad human for doing this. Stop lying.

pokimanelol Let’s see, none of this is true. Your sister has done so much for you and you’ve never appreciated it. Get some help for this.

corpse_husband This is sick. No wonder your name is always blasted everywhere. Do your sister a favor and stop talking about her.

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oliviaxoxo I don’t know why you’re defending my stupid sister, but that totally makes you not hot to me anymore. Ugh.

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valkyrea Uh, that’s what you got from this. Wow, you’re not worth this.

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corpse_husband What can you expect? The covid must have gone to her brain.    |

corpseandlivfan Whyyyyyyy Corpse, why would you stand up for her. Do you not realize how horrible Y/n is? Please tell me this is a joke!?!?

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 corpse_husband Well, she’s a good friend of mine and I won’t let people make up lies. So it’s not a joke.

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You were mad that she’d even say this shit publicly, but you should have known she would. She was nothing without her group of misguided followers.

Y/n

Can’t say I’m not surprised. This is so on brand for her. Thank you for sticking up for me. It means a lot.

Corpse

I would do it any day. She shouldn’t be able to get away with doing that to you.

Sadly, growing up, she did get away with doing the absolute worst shit and you always received the brunt of it.

Y/n

With any luck, she draws negative attention.

You clicked the link to view it again but instead were lead to a page that said the content was unavailable.

Y/n

I believe she just deleted the post.

Corpse

Oh, she did. That’s awesome.

It was. Olivia was never one to swallow her pride and admit any wrongdoings. That means she would never delete a problematic post, but she finally did

Y/n

I didn’t really read any other comments besides you and your friends and the top comments. I can’t imagine what her fans are really saying.

Olivia was completely okay with letting her fans attack people. It was seriously a huge mess. She fell into the category of YouTuber with the worst most entitled attitude.

Corpse

It’s good you didn’t read them, because they were horrible. I can’t believe she would let her fans do that.

Y/n

She’s done a lot of shady stuff. This is even before she blew up on YouTube. There is a lot of issues between us.

There was a lot that could be said about your relationship with Olivia and none of them were good. Forever it seemed, you had tried to make it work and hoped your sister would grow up and change but it never happened.

Corpse

I think she’s a vile human. From what I have seen and her complete lack of human decency, I just can’t help but feel she’s just not a good person and she never will be.

He was right. She would never change.

Y/n

You’re right. Hey, I have to go thank Poki for letting me stay but I also need to go back to that apartment to get the rest of my stuff. Can I call you when I get back?

Corpse

Yes, of course. Good luck heading over there.

Talking to him was pretty natural feeling. It was clear now that you were getting a massive crush on him. You had a crush on a man who’s face you’ve never seen. You couldn’t help it though, his personality just meshed so well with yours. He’d made you feel safe and wanted.

After getting dressed, you found Poki in the kitchen making breakfast. She sent you a sweet smile when you entered the room.

“Thank you for standing up for me against my sister on Instagram.” You were truly honored this group of friends liked you enough to do something like this.

“You’re welcome. I couldn’t just let her say that and get away with it. She’s done a lot to you, that you don’t deserve. Corpse messaged all of us the minute he found it and we all jumped into action. Sean and Felix were getting ready to comment when she deleted it.” She explained as she set a plate in front of you.

“I’m so honored. Thank you!”

“Of course, you’re one of us now and we will never let her get away with this stuff anymore.”

You could just cry with how loved they were making you feel. This is what had been missing in your life. Friends who genuinely cared about you and wanted to protect you from the nasty stuff Olivia was capable of doing.

“Would you come with me to the apartment to get the rest of my stuff?” You asked once the two of you finished eating.

Poki nodded. “Of course I will. You shouldn’t have to go alone.”

**

An hour later, you exited the elevator on the floor where you once resided. Your sister wasn’t home, which would be good but there was a chance she could return while you were packing. But you would deal with that when it came down to it. The two of you quickly got to work, packing your life up into the boxes you’d brought with you. Luckily, you weren’t one to collect a ton of stuff. You mainly just had to make sure your clothes and makeup were packed up.          

You and Poki would fill boxes and pile them by there door, then you would take them down to the car when you acquired a good amount. In the end, you figured you would fill maybe 10 boxes which is actually not too many considering you’ve lived in that apartment for five years.

Poki had left to go take two more boxes to the car while you finished up packing up your last few items. The front door closed, and you assumed it was Poki, but it wasn’t.

“Oh look who’s here? My lovely sister.” Olivia’s voice was flat and emotionless.

You rolled your eyes and turned to find her standing in the doorway, glaring at you. “Hello, Olivia. I’m just packing my stuff and then I’m leaving.”

“Who said you were allowed to come back here?” She grumbled, eyeing the boxes.

“Well, this is my stuff and I have every right to come pick it up.”

“If it’s in my apartment, it clearly belongs to me.” She snarled.

You snapped. “Cut it out, Olivia. This was my apartment too, until you kicked me out last night. You can’t just claim my stuff as your because you’re salty about me having friends.” She was a spoiled brat, and you were done letting her get away with it.

“I’m not the salty one. Everyone can see it’s you.” God she was so annoying. You taped up the last box and turned to her. She held her phone in her hand. “Everyone say hi to my sister. You know, the one I posted about earlier before someone reported my post.”

“Are you live?” You asked, keeping your face expressionless. Olivia would do this.

“I bet some of you remember the few videos I did with her. Well of course that was before she turned against me and decided she was going to try and ruin me. Say hi, Y/n.” A sick smile played on her face.

“I never consented to being in your live, Olivia. Please stop.” You tried to keep your voice calm so that she wouldn’t have any way to make you look like the bad person. But regardless, she was already doing it.

Olivia cackled. “Well I think I’m free to do as I please in my apartment.” You could only imagine what her fans were saying. “You’re right, Andrea, she is an idiot, and I should have her arrested.” She spoke aloud making your blood boil.

“You’re so immature, Olivia.” You grumbled before grabbing the last couple boxes and moving towards the door. Olivia decided to swat the boxes out of your hand, and they fell tumbling to the ground. “What the hell, Olivia. I could have fragile stuff in there.” You growled at her.

Olivia was just laughing. “This is funny. What else should I do, guys?” She asked as she panned the phone around the room.

Her immaturity was giving you a headache. Poki walked in and saw Olivia.

“Oh hey guys, look who’s here. Pokimane.” She panned the camera to Poki who frowned. Olivia just laughed and started talking shit until she was cut off by the stream just ending. “What the hell.”

You gathered the last few boxes, and Poki came to help while Olivia attempted to start another live.

“What the fuck, it won’t let me go live.” She growled while stomping her foot like a child.

“That’s what happens when an influx of people report your live.” Poki spoke as you both had gathered the boxes.

Olivia was frowning. “What did you do, Y/n.” She wanted to pounce at her, but Y/n and Poki were already at the door.

“Y/n did nothing, but I got word of your little livestream and contacted some friends for help. It will be at least 24 hours before you can have another live. But with the amount of people who reported you, well you may be banned for a while.” With that, you and Poki left Olivia standing there is absolute shock.

You and Poki put the last boxes in the car. “Thank you, Poki. How did you get so many people to report it?”

“Well it was actually Corpse. He texted me and informed me that she was doing a live and bothering you. He had his fans go report it, but apparently Sykkuno and Rae also sent their fans. I was going to send mine, but they had it handled. So this was all Corpse.” She explained.

Hearing this made you feel so soft for Corpse. “Awe wow. That’s so sweet of him.”

The two of you entered the car. “Y/n, can I tell you something without you telling him I told you?”

You looked over at her. “Yes, sure.” Your heart rate kind of picked up.

“Well the other day, Corpse admitted he has feelings for you, but he wasn’t completely sure if you felt the same way for him. But I mean I can clearly see you do. Your whole face just lit up when I mentioned him. So do you?”

Heat filled your face and you suddenly felt shy. “I do, yes. Which is ridiculous because I just met the guy, and I don’t even know what he looks like. But gosh, I like him so much. When I talk to him, I feel happy. He’s been so good to me through this crap with Olivia.” You admitted, knowing she already knew.

Poki smiled and squealed in complete happiness. “You two are just the most adorable people! It’s not ridiculous. We pretty much knew from the first time you joined us, that Corpse was into you. But oh my god, you’re into him. You need to tell him!!!!”

You agreed, Corpse deserved to know. “I do. But how? It’s been a really long time since I’ve told someone I liked them. Shit, I feel like I’m in high school again!”

This made Poki giggle. “Calm down, Y/n. I have a plan. Let’s get back to the apartment and we will talk about this. Rae also wants to be involved in this.”

Back at her apartment, you had jumped onto a call with Rae and the three of you talked about what your plan was for you to tell Corpse what you felt for him. Rae and Poki decided to organize an Among Us game strictly for fun and no one would stream, they would also use Proximity chat.

“So we will get him to follow you around until one of us is imposter, then we will lock you into wherever you end up. Do it then” Rae explained sounding so excited.

“Okay, that can work. Let’s do this!” You were nervous but also excited to finally do something good for yourself.

You and Poki set up for the gane and Corpse sent you a text.

Corpse

Are you joining the game tonight?

Seeing a text from him, made you feel giddy.

Y/n

Yep I am. So I will see you in game?

Corpse

Yes you will, angel.

Cue the insane butterflies.

**

The lobby loaded and it was you, Corpse, Poki, Rae, Sykkuno, Karl, Tina, Sean, Toast, and Leslie. All streamers you had grown to like a lot in the time you have been playing with them.

“Y/n, I am so happy you’re playing with us!” Tina gushed as her little character ran around yours.

“I’m happy to be here.” You really were.

“You’re sister is a piece of work, Y/n.” Sykkuno said.

You giggled. “Don’t I know it.”

“What did she do this time?” Sean asked.

“Decided to film a live when we went to get Y/n’s stuff from the apartment.” Poki explained.

“Oh, that’s gross.” Karl commented.

“I have to thank Corpse for helping.” You stated to the group.

“Yeah Corpse was quick to text us.” Sykkuno added.

“You’re welcome, Y/n. I wasn’t going to let her get away with what she was doing. Truth is, I got a bunch of fan DMs that were telling me what Olivia was doing. So a lot of my fans were already reporting it, but the tweet helped.” Corpse’s deep voice soothed you.

“I appreciate it so much. She was just being an immature brat as always.”

The group laughed before deciding to start the game. Poki and Rae agreed to text you when either of them were imposter. Now it was a matter of getting Corpse to follow you.

The group was on the Polus map, which seemed to be a favorite for everyone.

Rae

We should lock them in weapons.

Rae had texted you and Poki through the group text.

Poki

That’s the best place for them.

Y/n

Okay but I still have to get him to follow me.

Rae

He will. Just wait, I have a plan.

You trusted Rae and Poki to help you. Now it was time to admit it all to Corpse and hope he genuinely liked you back.

Y/n

Let’s do this!

PART THREE  >>                                         

[highdramas]

steady now | b.b.

𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐥𝐝'𝐬 𝐚 𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝐛𝐥𝐮𝐫𝐫𝐲 𝐮𝐧𝐢𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐞 | 𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭

pairing: bucky barnes x fem!reader

warnings: language, possible tfatws spoilers, mention of death? sort of? mention of the blip mostly, some angst, references to sexxxx babie

word count: 4.3k wowie

summary: bucky is not the only one with amends to make.

note: here’s another installment in the twalb story <3 again, you don’t have to read these in order, they stand independently, but they do all work together! PLEASE leave feedback/reblog! this is extremely helpful for me writing future parts to know what everyone likes or doesn’t like! i’m extremely proud of this part so i really hope that you all enjoy it as much as i’ve enjoyed writing it <3

enjoy! <3

there was once a time where you loved california.

there was once a time where you had a boyfriend with an easy smile and charming demeanor and a family in ventura. his name was felix, and you always told people that he could make anyone fall in love with him with nothing but that stupid smile of him-- of course, you never said how that upset you. you never said how it hurt when the waitress looked at him with dazzling eyes and how he seemed to relish in the attention.

you never voiced how he seemed to eventually bore of the attention that you gave him. you never voiced the way that you wished he would look at you with those dazzling eyes and give you that breezy laughter and that look that said i have you in the palm of my hand.

he did. he didn’t need to give you that look to know that.

sometimes, you wonder if he felt any sort of relief after the blip. you wonder if when you dusted right before him, if he felt like he won in some sick way. of course, you know that he would never admit that. he would never make that known to anyone. maybe even himself. but subconsciously… you wonder if you were simply an accessory that was worn out of convenience, and if your fading from reality was the biggest convenience at all.

it’s sick. you know it’s sick, and likely not true. but still. you wonder.

when you returned, the first thing that you did when you got your hands on a cell phone was call him. you called him and you cried and you said that you were okay, you were here. you asked him what the hell happened. you asked him if it had really been five years.

you heard a voice in the background. it was feminine, light, airy. the voice of a fairy. you’ll never forget hearing that voice. you learned later that she was his fiance.

you’ll never forget the sort of heartbreak that you felt. it was visceral. the knowing-- the knowing that it wasn’t your fault, it wasn’t anything that you did. it was merely the absence of you. you still wonder how long he mourned. you wonder how long it took. you saw him only a handful of times after you returned. he had cried, and you had stared, unsure what to say.

how do you apologize for fading from existence?

that was the first time you saw him. the second was worse.

the second, you were angry. you were angry and you lashed out. what was supposed to be an easy dinner turned into an explosion of tears and fury, the words this isn’t fair and what was i supposed to do? wait for you? and so desperately you had wanted to say yes. you wanted to say that you wished he had held out hope, that he stayed up and dreamt of you and that he was devoted.

it was a selfish thought. he had told you politely to not contact him again.

you had learned that he had moved back to ventura with his fairy girlfriend from some casual facebook stalking. they bought a house on the coast. they’re planning a wedding.. she is beautiful, and you noticed something from the pictures you see of them together right away. he looks at her not like he was charming her, but like she was charming him.

that’s what made you realize he was never yours to begin with.

now, you’re in california again. now, bucky sits beside you and he drives and you control the music. now, he looks at you like you have hung the stars in the sky and propped up the moon. and you look at him the same way.

bucky has amends to make, but so do you.

when he reaches over and places his hand on your thigh, you smile. you place your hand over his and you squeeze. you’d insisted that you two rent a convertible, and though he rolled his eyes, he obliged. you drive down the pch and it is april and the sun is warm and inviting but not abrasive. he wears sunglasses and he doesn’t wear the gloves. he wears a short sleeved shirt.

it’s enough to make you smile and lay your hand back against the seat and make you think: everything happened just the way it should.

bucky is here to extend his amends to the chaplin family. well… really, he’s here to set them up with the CIA. they’ve been hydra sympathizers for years.

you, on the other hand, are here to extend amends of your own.

bucky knows. bucky knows and he watched you recall the story with tears blurring your vision. you would hiccup and say, “i’m sorry. i’m not sad over him, not anymore. i’m just sad that i could be forgotten so easily.”

he had held your face in his hands and he swiped at your tears and he said, “you’re impossible to forget.”

at first, when you brought up coming with him, he had been hesitant. his endeavors with the amends and with sam, he tends to like keeping separate. you get it. you know he doesn’t want to put you anywhere near the danger that he encounters, even if that maddens you. but then, your face fell and you held out the wedding invitation that had arrived in your mailbox. “i want to go.”

bucky takes it and he studies it and he clenches his jaw. he looks at you through his lashes. “i’m going with you.”

now, the wedding is in three days. you wonder if he was surprise when you sent in your rsvp marked yes. you were surprised that he invited you at all.

once, you remember him saying to you, “sometimes, you have to extend olive branches. you’re too damn stubborn for your own good.”

this is your olive branch.

bucky squeezes your thigh and his thumb makes small circles and it instills a calm in you that you haven’t felt since you stepped foot on the plane. he glances over at you. “we don’t have to go.” this isn’t the first time that he’s said this. “we can stay in our hotel all week. i’m sure we can find something to do.”

your jaw drops and you look over at him and he has that smug look on his face. it’s been nice, watching him slip into ease with you. “you are such a pig.”

“i’m just saying, we have options.”

you laugh and you swat his hand away. he grins and he places it on the head rest, his fingers idly playing with a few strands of your hair that blow in the wind as he drives. you pull up to the hotel and you check in and bucky carries all of your bags, which you try to object, but he simply does not care. you fall back onto the mattress and he follows suit and he presses his lips to yours, presses them to your pulse point, your jaw. he whispers against your skin that you are beautiful. he whispers against your skin that you’re an angel.

angel. he always calls you that.

hours pass and you spend most of them beneath bucky, breathless. eventually it is the middle of the night and you have done nothing but fuck and you’ll be the first one to admit that they were hours well spent. he’s propped up on an elbow and he looks down at you, dewy and heavy lidded. “why’d you want to come out here? to the wedding?”

you can’t help but laugh. “that’s what you want to talk about right now?”

he blushes, moves to hide his face, but you beam and you place your hand on the side of his face. you push yourself up and sit criss cross, holding the sheet to your body, facing him. he follows suit.

the two of you do this back home. whether you’re sitting on the living room floor or in bed. it’s easier to talk in the dark, bucky once said. you’d never forgotten. so, this became a sort of unspoken ritual. you would sit with your knees brushing and you would talk and you would laugh and you never wanted this to change.

“i guess i don’t know why i wanted to come.” you reach for his hand and he offers it to you. you run your fingers along the golden grooves, and you swear that you see the hairs on his opposite arm begin to stand up. “i didn’t want to be seen as the bitter ex. i hate-- i hate being perceived. you know? like, i can’t control how anyone views me. i can’t control them thinking i’m crazy or irrational. but… they don’t know anything at all.” bucky’s eyes never leave you. “i wanted to come because i feel like i’m ready to face it. the truth of it. i don’t feel fearful of it all. i used to feel so… gross. gross about how i reacted and how i felt. i felt so selfish. but now…” you can’t help but smile a little bit and you touch the place on his chest where his heart lies in his ribcage. “i’m glad for it. all of it. it’s stupid, but… it brought me here.” you lean your palm into his chest just slightly more. he covers your hand with his and he pulls you in, your hand splayed out on him.

bucky is softening before you. so often you are the one who offers an ear and a comforting touch, but he is happy to repay the favor whenever you need it. “you’re too strong all the time.” his words are definitive, with no room for arguing. “you were hurting. you’re allowed to hurt. you didn’t have a choice in missing out on five years while the world went on without you.”

of course, you know he’s right, but it just feels good to hear it. it feels good to hear it from him. “and he was an asshole.” bucky’s jaw sets. “he had five years to mourn you and your relationship. he barely gave you a month. what sort of guy does that? to a girl he loved?” he shakes his head, as if shaking the thought from his person. “if that were me, i would’ve…”

you watch as he trails off. he looks down and away. you gently take his face and move it up, getting him to look at you again. he gives you this smile that is equal parts sorrow and loving, and you wish you could take away all his pain. “i’d mourn you for life. and i… if i got the chance to have you again? i’d--”

“bucky.” you cut him off smoothly and you shake your head. “that won’t happen.”

he smiles. “i know.” he pushes your hair back and his hand rests on the back of your neck. “i just can’t imagine someone having you and not--” he shakes his head. “he’s a fool.”

gently, your hands lay on his knees and you lean forward. “you asked why i wanted to come,” you whisper, your lips nearly touching his. “i wanted to come because i want to thank him.” you press your lips against his, and his hand goes to splay on your back, pulling you in nearer and nearer. “he recommended the apartment building.”

bucky grins and you connect in every possible place. you roll between the sheets once more and eventually, sleep overtakes you.

the days leading up to the wedding pass by in a relative blur. bucky goes to make his amends and though you offer to come, he shakes his head. “i’ll be quick,” is his promise, and he keeps good on it. he’s gone barely two hours.

you spend time on the beach and sight seeing. you don’t know if you’ve ever seen bucky this… relaxed. yes, he’s always slightly more alert than your average citizen, but you will never fault him for that. you go and get ice cream and you sit on a little bench and bucky stares at you. “what?” you asked and you raise your brows. “something on my face?”

“actually, yes.” he reaches out and swipes your bottom lip, coming back with some strawberry ice cream on his thumb. he pops it into his mouth and it makes your heart plummet to your stomach. “yum.”

you all but drag him back to your hotel.

finally, it is the day of the wedding.

bucky has been ready for hours. he likes unbearably handsome-- you’d gone with him to a shop in new york and had helped him pick out some new slacks and a nice fitting shirt. he had chuckled at the way that the pants hit his ankles and said, “it’s definitely not the forties anymore.”

you had picked out a sage green silk dress, and you smooth it out in the mirror, tilting your head to the side as you looked at yourself. bucky approaches you from behind and you’re so stuck in your own head that you hardly notice him until his hands are on you. they go to your shoulders, rubbing soothing circles into tense muscles with his thumbs. “you look beautiful, doll.” he leans forward and he presses a chaste kiss to your shoulder, which makes you smile, because it’s so him. “i wanna kiss you but i don’t want to mess up your makeup.”

“like that’s ever stopped you before.”

“i’m a gentleman.”

a smirk works its way onto your face and some of the nervous, fluttering monarchs in your stomach have begun to dissipate. you turn and he gently holds your face, examining it. he opens his mouth to say something, laughs, and closes it. “i don’t even know how…” he clears his throat. you swear that tears prick at his eyes. “i don’t even know how to say how much… how perfect you are. i’ll never be able to say it properly.”

everything about james buchanan barnes makes you melt, and this is no different. you sigh and you lean your body against his, and he holds you ever close. “thank you for coming with me,” you whisper into the skin of his neck. “i needed you here.”

he holds the back of your head carefully. “i’d follow you anywhere, doll.” he pulls back and his hand holds your face, and the vibranium is like a kiss to your cheek. “may i kiss you?”

your lips part and you nod-- and he takes his time kissing you. he kisses you long and tender, making sure that you feel everything. sometimes you think that this is easier than talking for him-- this is the way that he can show you how perfect he finds you. it’s better than any words he could string together.

the ride to the venue is somewhat of a blur. bucky doesn’t take his hand off of you-- it’s constantly holding yours. from the car to the walk inside to taking your seats-- you can feel the eyes that are glued to you, but you can feel bucky’s hand in yours more. you can hear the muffled whispers of gossiping friends and family, but you hear bucky’s murmured complaints louder, and they make you laugh.

felix is at the altar already. he’s talking with a groomsman and he laughs at something and you smile a bit. he looks happy, you think. bucky’s arm is slung across the back of your chair and his fingers trail up and down your shoulder, his eyes fixed on you.

you turn to look at him, too. you lay your hand on his knee and your smile says your thanks over and over and over again. bucky’s eyes flick to the altar, and he sees that you’ve finally been noticed. felix may be looking at you, but you will never know. you are looking at bucky.

the ceremony is pretty. bucky’s bored, you think-- that thought is enough to make you chuckle. felix’s fairy girlfriend is exactly what you gathered from the pictures-- she is energetic and kind, she is sweet and beautiful. the more you think, the more you watch the way that felix looks at her, the lighter you feel.

a part of you had feared that you would never get over him. that you would never get over the what if. possibilities tended to haunt you, but now, being here… you had known for a long time that not only had you gotten over him, you had found something so much better than what you had. but it’s the thought that thrums through you that you were not expecting.

you can see this for yourself. one day. bucky at an altar in a suit, you in white.

you smile to yourself in your seat. bucky looks over at you. you look over at him, just for a moment. your heart feels full.

felix begins his vows. “carly,” he begins and he clears his throat. you can tell that he’s already getting emotional. “never did i once expect to find you. never did i expect to find someone who fit with me so… completely.” you watch as his hands shake as he holds the piece of paper. “but i did. and i’m so lucky it was you.”

his vows go on, and they are beautiful. through it all, you can sense bucky beside you, entirely attentive to you.

the reception is on the beach. the sun is setting, and it is stunning. the food is good and every gives speeches and toasts and you’ve been placed at a table with some friends that both you and felix had known. of course, when shit hit the fan with you and felix, you hadn’t exactly kept in touch, but they’re kind nevertheless. some recognize bucky, and the questions they ask make you cringe. “so… winter soldier,” one of them, kya, begins. “you actually did all of that bad shit?”

it takes everything in you not to lunge across the table. bucky’s hand finds your leg underneath the table, already knowing what you’d like to do. you open your mouth to interject, but bucky cuts you off. “hydra did.” he gives a clipped smile. it leaves no room for discussion.

they ask about the avengers and about thanos, and all of it makes you roll your eyes. they talk to bucky as if he’s a toy rather than a human being. as everyone is mingling, you see the couple beginning to approach your table. everyone cheers and scoops them up into hugs. it makes a part of you sad. not because of him, but because it’s another reminder of how life went on without you.

you and bucky stand and approach them. you can almost feel bucky’s hesitation as he sizes up felix. the protectiveness in his stance makes your heart swell. carly smiles at you, but you can tell that there’s a hint of nervousness in her demeanor. “hi!” she says and she looks between you and bucky. “we were both so happy when we got your rsvp. a little surprised, but…”

your eyebrow raises and you look at them. “i wouldn’t want to be anywhere else.” you place your hand on bucky’s arm. “felix, carly, this is my boyfriend, james. james, felix and carly.”

he shakes their hands and you note the way their eyes flick to the metal one on the other side. bucky and carly begin to make awkward small talk, and you look at felix. he looks at you. there’s something knowing in the stare. “want to take a walk?” he asks, nodding towards the beach.

you nod. felix turns to carly and you turn to bucky, who has a slightly concerned look written on his face. “it’ll be fine.” you lean in and you kiss him, wanting to take any insecurity from him. “play nice, but not too nice. if they say anything stupid, call them on it.”

bucky smirks. “you got it, doll.” he looks to felix and nods to him, and there’s something in bucky’s eyes that must scare him, because you swear felix pales slightly. and then you and felix set off.

for the first part of your walk, both of you are quiet. it’s as if both of you knew that this was inevitable, and now you’re just trying to figure out where to start. both of you begin to talk at the same time, and it causes awkward chuckles to fill the air between you. you stop by a log and you sit, staring out at the ocean. you cross your legs and you look over at him to find his gaze still on the ocean. finally, it moves to you. “i’m sorry.” you both say it at the same time.

a sad smile settles onto your face and you look away. “you first,” he says.”

“i’m sorry.” you look at him again. “i’m not sorry for the way that i felt. i’m not sorry for hurting. but i am sorry that i lashed out. i was… angry.” you suck in a breath. “people who stayed… they’ll always carry the grief and the trauma of those five years. but the people who came back? we came back to a world that had moved on. i can’t… i can’t explain to you how hard that was. it wasn’t just you. i lost everything.” you shake your head. “i took it all out on you. all that hurt. and i’m sorry for that.”

felix nods his head. “i’m sorry that i wasn’t more understanding of what you were going through. that i just… cut you off.” he swallows. “i had five years to come to terms with the fact that you weren’t coming back. even when you were back, it almost felt… fake. like i was looking at a ghost.” he swallows. “but i missed you. i want you to know that i missed you, and i thought about you.”

a small smile works onto your face. “thanks.” you look towards the crowd, where people are laughing and dancing. “she seems great.”

felix looks over his shoulder. “she is. she keeps me… in check. i can be kind of an asshole. i don’t know how either of you dealt with me.” this makes you laugh and roll your eyes. “you and bucky barnes, huh?”

“i have you to thank for that.” he looks at you in confusion. “the building you recommended me? we were neighbors.” you smile, thinking back on the memory of bucky barnes at your door, asking if you needed help building your cat tower. “he is the best thing that has happened to me,” you say it with no hint of hesitation.

felix smiles. “he looks like he’s crazy about you. he barely looks anywhere else.”

you bite down on your lip. “yeah, i’ve heard that before.” the wind ruffles your hair slightly, and you look at felix and he looks at you. “i’ve spent a lot of time being angry at you. i don’t want to be angry anymore.”

he shakes his head. “i don’t want to either.” he pauses. “maybe… maybe, one day, the four of us could… you know, get dinner or something.”

“yeah,” you nod your head. “one day.” you stand, and he follows suit, and you look up at him. “thank you. for inviting me.”

“thank you for coming.”

there’s a level of awkwardness that rests between you, and you think that perhaps it’s inevitable. but also, you can’t help the sense of relief.

part of you thinks that he’s itching to hug you, and you may be extending some forgiveness tonight, but you’re certainly not there yet. you begin to walk towards the party. “c’mon. you need to go to your bride.”

when you return, you think bucky might be ready to drive his steak knife through his eye. you approach him from behind, wrapping your arms around his shoulder and bending so that your face is beside his. “miss me?”

he snorts. “you have no idea, doll.”

you watch as felix makes his way to carly, and you meet his eye. he gives you a slight nod and a knowing smile, and you return it.

there’s a weight that’s lifted off of your chest.

“c’mon,” you say to bucky, tugging him up. “we’re going to dance.”

he groans and you laugh, pulling him by the hands to the dance floor. just as you are, you make me feel so young begins to play around you. as you step onto the dance floor, you begin singing the words quietly to him. your dancing slows to a light sway, and in your ear, bucky begins murmuring the words to you.

your eyes flutter shut and a sweeping calm comes over you. “you know… i never thought i would get married. did you?”

bucky’s hands have a firm place on your waist. “i grew up in the forties. of course i thought i was going to get married,” you two spin slightly. “but, after everything… i didn’t think that was ever going to be in the cards for me.”

your breath catches. “and now?”

“now?” bucky asks into your ear. “i can only dream i get lucky enough to have you as my bride.”

your cheeks grow warm. “mrs. barnes…” you lean back to look at him. “has a nice ring to it, doesn’t it?”

the look on bucky’s face, you don’t know if you’ve ever seen that look before. “yes.” his voice is so firm it nearly brings you to your knees. “yes, it does.”

you two slow to a halt and bucky tilts your chin up. “guess i have some work to do,” his lips ghost over yours. “mrs. barnes.”

the world around you stops, and in that moment, it is only you and bucky. it is you and bucky at your ex’s wedding, and there is nowhere else you would want to be.

you’re beginning to understand why bucky likes making amends.

[volgdemagischewinx]

An Incomplete List of Bloom's Flaws

AKA S1-3 Bloom is a Well-Rounded Character Damn it!

Short version: She's short-tempered, impulsive, impatient, gullible, naive, immature, clumsy, terrible at both lying and keeping secrets, loyal to a fault, "a bit sensitive", stubborn, incredibly insecure, and interpersonal conflict avoidant to an extreme degree

Explanations and examples for each point under the cut:

Short-tempered: I feel like this one doesn't even really need an explantion since "angry baby" seems to pretty much be the fandom consensus on early Bloom. She's quick to anger and her anger almost always clouds her judgement. This sometimes works in her favor in the case of her super sayan moments, but mishaps like her emptying that vase over Riven's head in 1x08 are equally common

Impulsive: Attacking Diaspro before properly examining the situation or consulting literally anyone, challenging a fucking OGRE before she even knew she had powers(seriously her dumbassery would have gotten her killed right in the pilot if she hadn't turned out to be a fairy), following that same ogre into a back alley where a bunch of witches could attack her instead of just. Warning her friends, and going after the Trix alone in 2x17. The last point being so dumb that even the captain of the Bloom fan club AKA Stella chewed her out for it

Not to mention the smaller comedic moments that are basically just: "don't touch the water" *Bloom touches the water*, or that time she lit her bed on fire in the name of fashion

Impatient: This one doesn't play as much of a role as some of the others but it's still very much there. It's mainly in the little things like her wanting to use magic to prepare food, or her getting upset when she doesn't immediately master a spell even though her teacher and her friends tell her it's okay(tho the latter is also partially a result of her insecurity)

Gullible and naive: Putting these two together since they often go hand in hand. It's ridiculously easy for villains to trick and/or manipulate her. This is a plot point during several episodes of s1, her s2 storyline with Avalon relies on it, and even Valtor managed to use this to delay his defeat for a few more episodes in s3. Even outside of the villains you have Mitzi using it to play a prank on her in 2x16

Clumsy: tbh I mostly just listed this for the Tangled refference. She is absolutely shown to be a klutz time and time again(3x07 being the episode that puts the most focus on it) but that's kinda the standard flaw for female leads, and outside of maybe contributing to her insecurity it doesn't really affect her character. It's mostly just funny

Terrible at both lying and keeping secrets: It's established as early as the second episode that this girl Can Not Lie. Unfortunately the show didn't do nearly as much with it as it could've. Not that the trait ever goes away(see her pitifull attempt at explaining why they're on Eraklyon in 3x09), but it certainly could have been used more for both drama and comedy if the only the writers had put her in more situations where she's forced to lie

It could be considered a major plot point in s2 as keeping the location of the codex at Alfea a secret does weigh heavily on her and she does crack and reveal that she knows this to Avalon, but s2's weird pacing and lack of structure makes it so that this is really easy to miss if you aren't over analyzing the girl

Loyal to a fault: One of those flaws that doubles as a strength. It's good that she's so loyal to her loved ones, but it's also easy to take advantage of. The most obvious case being the ring or Stella's life dillema of 1x05, but it's also evident in her refusal to even consider Flora to be in the wrong in 1x11, or how Stella can so quickly guilt her into helping her in 1x12

"A bit sensitive": Actual canon quote from Bloom about her storming off after Stella's jabs in 1x09. It's super easy to push her buttons and get her upset. It kinda ties back into her temper, and is probably a big part of why she had at least one bully back in Gardenia

Stubborn: When has this girl ever just chilled out or let anything go, really? Even for practice assignments she will straight up pass out before calling it quits(2x07 and 3x18), and she'll risk her life on a deadly dragon island in an attempt to get stronger and defeat the villain rather than doing something healthy like idk grieving with her friends

Insecure: A lot of her personal journey revolves around this, especially in season 1. She doesn't believe she's good enough for Alfea, or for Sky, especially after she finds out he's a prince. She's so hard on herself for every little mistake she makes, and doubts her ability to do what's expected of her at every turn. Among many other things it's what eventually causes her to isolate herself from her friends and leave herself vulnerable in s1, and partially why she doesn't question the whole Sky and Diaspro mess in s3

Interpersonal conflict avoidant: I mean "Bloom leaves the country to avoid dealing with her problems" is already a running joke in this fandom there's not a lot I can add to that

[dollymadness]

I have request: bakugo, tamaki, mirio reacting to reader yelling at them. Make it angsty. Pls. Hi btw. 👀

heyy muah 😽

mirio togata (x abusive reader)

"Hi, sunshine!" Mirio was late for the date. Again.

"Where were you?" You ask, with a extremely polite tone, and his eyes already loose all the light they had when he saw you.

"I'm sorry, darling, Eri wanted to play a little more and i-"

"And again you choose her over me, right? I'm starting to figure out your priorities in life." You insist on the calm, low way to say your words, and stare at him with murder eyes.

"She is a little girl... i love her as... as a daughter. H-how can you say something like that..." Mirio is starting to breakdown, starting to doubt his own feelings.

"I'm being realistic." You grab his arm and stick your nails deep on his skin. "She is not your daughter, and you'll never be able to cover the emptiness she already holds. Only a fool like you to think that she could ever see you as a father figure... All you do is be clingy and annoying around her!" Togatas eyes drops to the ground and he plays with the sleeve of his shirt to avoid the tears.

"It's ok if she does not see me like that..." He offers you a depressed smile. "All i want is to ease her pain, even if it's just a little. And i need to take care of her-"

"Of course... guess i'm just overeacting again, sorry. I don't need your attention and support as she does..." You know exactly what to say to put some guilt on his back.

"No-no, don't say that! Your feelings are important to me too, and i'm so sorry that i let you down again, i swear i won't repeat this..."

"Tsc... the same thing you said last time. And here we are, having the same discussion... you're so dumb i swear-"

"I'm sorry... let's just... enjoy our date?"

"Hah- Funny how you say that you care but try to avoid the topic at all costs."

"I'm- fuck, how could i be so unsensitive...? do it, tell me everything you are feeling. I promise i'll fix."

"Don't make promises you can't keep. The only thing that could solve this problem would be you let go of this... this... stupid child!" You stop the pressure on his arm and start gentle massaging the place. "It's between me and her. I won't take excuses this time."

"But, but..." Mirio take a moment to think of the best words choice. "Eri makes me so happy... after i lost my quirk my days has been only her... she helps me to forget too..."

"DO I LOOK LIKE I CARE?" The tone makes him focus on you again.

"No..."

"SHUT UP. SHUT THE FUCK UP!" You point an accusing finger to his face and straight your posture.

Before talking again, you take a good, long, amused look at how destroyed he is. A tiny smile emerges.

"I don't have time to your FUCKING VICTMISM! 'After i lost my quirk' *cry noises* THAT'S BULLSHIT. DEAL WITH IT! RECOVER ALREADY, USELESS PIECE OF SHIT!" You push him.

"You're right..." Togata feels like an idiot. Why can't he just surpass the pain? Why does he need someone to do it? He has one simple task and he keeps failing.

Useless, useless, useless, useless, useless, useless, useless, useless, useless, useless, useless, useless, useless, useless, useless, useless, useless, useless, useless, useless, useless...

"DID I SAY THAT YOU COULD FUCKING SPEAK?" You aren't done with him yet. "WHY ARE YOU SO ANNOYING? YOU... SELFISH BITCH! Can't you think of others feelings for once? Damn..."

Mirio is taking everything you give him with a fake smile, but he can't stop the tears. You're right, you always are.

Is his fault. If only he had make to the date in time, if he was able to not always talk about himself-

"ANSWER ME NOW, UNWANTED TRASH!"

"I'm being so s-selfish..." The tears empaze his words in a way that would be painful to anyone that watched, but not for you. Tears mean that you won. "I apologize for being uncapable to solve my own problems... Please..."

"I'm done with this. Have fun babysitting Eri, because you just lost me." You proceed to walk away, but Togata runs to you.

"I can't do this alone. Don't leave me, please! I swear i'll be good, i will be always happy to you and you won't even notice my selfish problems. I promise, just please, PLEASE..." Mirio begging after all the yelling, all the bad things he heard... is the prove you needed that he is eating on the palm of your hand.

"I don't need a fucking dependent on my back!" With this, the sweet smile finally fades as he lets out a sad whimper.

"NO! I love you so much, give me just one more chance!" None of the "other times" were his fault either, but he felt as it was.

"I can't, you are destroying me, Mirio...."

"It wasn't the intention..." You turn away and he starts panicking. "I'LL DO ANYTHING, I'M BEGGING!"

"I already told you what i want you to do." You know that you're incisive and painfully killing any sign of joy he once saw.

"Sure, i-i will..." He is a crying mess, just to think that he would have to give up on his favorite person to have you.

"Amazing... Are you crying, love? Aw, don't be like that, shh... I'm sorry, i took it too far. I need to learn how to hide my feelings... shh.... It's ok." You hug him and pats his head, he doesn't stop crying. (this is not comfort and it's not a soft ending for clear reasons)

All the insults spin on his head, as he shakily curls into your chest.

Tamaki:

"Fairy... really, Tamaki?" The question floated in the air, as Amajiki only stared at his hands.

"S-she is m-my friend..."

Were she inducing him into flirt? Yes.

But did he tried to stop it? No.

You got so mad, watching your boyfriend sit there and watch as his "friend" threw herself to him.

"And because she is your friend, you think you are allowed to flirt with her?" It felt like you were dealing with a child, holding back your anger and jealousy so he don't get hurt.

"W-wasn't flirtying..."

"Oh, right. So how do you call it?"

"C-complimenting my friend..?" He makes himself as smaller as he can and waits, never staring at you.

"Are you playing dumb with me? She was obviously seducing you and you didn't move an inche!" It's so tiring how he can't stand for himself.

"I was being friendly..."

"FRIENDLY?" He flinches, starting to tremble and whisper to himself. "YOU WOULD'VE CHEATED ON ME IF I DIDN'T STOP HER!"

"N-no..." Tamaki hates screams so much.

"LIAR! STOP ACTING LIKE YOU ARE TOO INNOCENT, IT'S SO-"

You look at Tamaki and he is sobbing, asking for forgiviness but is barely audible. It breaks your heart when he starts punching himself.

The world is all blurry to Amajikis, he hates this part of his personality so much, and you were the only one that he thought understands him, that you understood how hard it is for him, but he is trying his best.

"Tamaki?" You were calling him since you noticed that you were screaming, but he spaced out. "I'm sorry, oh my god, answer me-"

The only one he thought fully understands...

"Sorry, baby!!! Look at me, oh fuck!"

Liar? Cheater? Is this all you have to say about him? Coudn't be more caring with the words?

Is in times like this that we really get to know someone, he ponders.

"I-i-i c-can't d-do this any-anymore..." He then runs for his life.

Amajiki told Mirio and Nejire about everything, and aa the protectors they are, both helped him to avoid you as the month passed.

Came to the point that Tamaki alone didn't look at you anymore, your face alone make him feel anxious.

and that was when you knew that the lovebirds feel apart.

Bakugo

"LEAVE ME ALONE!" Katsuki was raging, for the third time this week.

"Angel, i would like it better if we sit here and talk..."

"Who cares about what you think?" He is stubborn, you can tell after 2 years of dating.

"Katsuki, stop being immature for a minute." You aren't on the mood to take his drama today, and he doesn't notice that he is crossing a line.

"What about YOU stop being A WHORE, SHITTY PERSON!"

Katsuki is mad at you for posting a pic with your guy bestfriend. His jealousy is getting out of hand, the photo has none romantic appealing.

"You better apologize now." You're firm with him, not backing up even when the little explosions start on his hands.

"I am the one to apologize? Fuck no."

"I literally did nothing wrong and you are screaming, of course you are going to apologize!"

"NOTHING WRONG?" Bakugo walks away so he won't hurt you. "YOU AND THAT LOSER POSTING PHOTOS TOGHETER WAS WHAT? A NIGHTMARE?" he replys to you and proceeds to spit.

"You're... disgusting, you know that?"

"SHUT UP! I'm very dissapointed with-"

"YOU KNOW WHAT? I DON'T GIVE A FUCK!" You suddenly stand for yourself, gaining confidence out of nowhere.

Katsuki is silent. He just heavy breaths and stare at you with seems like fear.

"I DON'T GIVE A SINGLE FUCK TO WHAT YOU THINK!" You yell and he is taken aback by your response, closing his eyes and trying to take more air.

"I HATE YOU! I CAN'T DEAL WITH THIS ANYMORE, IT'S USELESS!" You start taking your things to walk away. "I won't insist into a failed relationship anymore."

He can't move.

All those years, he was the one pointing fingers at you, he was the one accusing.

And he doesn't know what to do now.

Katsuki is still upset, and his pride says to stay right where he is and pray for you to come back.

But he is not cold hearted as it seems, he wants you more than anything. Maybe he should give up only this time

Or maybe not.

Yes.

No.

Yes.

No.

YES

NO!!!

YES!!!!!!

By the time he is able to decide, you are already out of his sigh, out of the shopping you guys had agreed to met in, and you are out of your rational state.

Katsuki was not able to find you that day.

Katsuki was not able to fix it.

End </3

[simplysummers]

Breaking down Hunter and Omega’s relationship: pt 4.

Hi everybody. My biggest apologies for the delay on this series over the past two weeks, I’ve had a lot of medical issues going on, alongside a big decision in my life I had to make before the end of September taking precedence. However, with a little more time on my hands and a new team of proof readers behind me, I’m hoping to be back on track soon enough! I hope you enjoy my analysis of ‘Cornered’, and please always feel free to reply/reblog/send an ask with your opinions and discussions! I love to hear and reply to them! 💛

(Pasted paragraphs: I would just like to add a disclaimer here. I am, in no way whatsoever, slating the other batchers for having differing relationships with Omega. I absolutely adore everything single one of the boys, and I think they all have wonderful and unique interrelations with her. Although I may point out these different approaches in comparison to Hunter’s, I am not stating these engages are wrong, just different is all!

I’m going to separate this into a little series- covering each episode in a separate post, which I’ll have tagged as the series progresses. Once I’ve tackled these two, as they’re my favourites, I’m going to move on to each individual Batcher and perhaps a few other dynamics such and Hunter and Crosshair, or Wrecker and Omega! Let me know what you guys would like to see!)

(Thank you to this weeks proof-reader: @very-depressing-waffel 💛)

Cornered: S1/E4

Although minimal, I absolutely love the small interaction between these two in the opening scene of this episode. While it would make sense for Hunter to take the chair, as he is navigating co-ordinates, instead he allows Omega to sit down and rest, the pure affection between them is particularly radiant in these moments. I’d also like to note that it is Hunter’s order to originally send them to Idaflor, where we can only assume he is heeding Cut’s previous advice given on the subject of ‘disappearing to start a new life’. By connotation, this essentially means Hunter was extremely ready to settle down with his brothers and both raise and protect his newly found little one. However this clearly becomes an evident concern of Hunter’s as Omega begins to whine, claiming she desperately wants to explore the galaxy instead of hiding away on an uninhabited planet. Although appreciating her enthusiasm, he insists they cannot risk it, not right now, showing he has all further plans to take her to see the universe whenever it may be safe to do so. Her safety has become his priority.

Also, another little mimic on Omega’s part is mentioned after Tech’s evaluates their situation- “Well, Pantora it is.” “Pantora it is :)”. This angel, she steals my heart.

Moving on slightly to the arrival of Pantora, Hunter’s civvies and Omega carrying his backpack for him, which is as big as her little torso might I add, makes the world spin. Notice too how her eyes never leave him for a moment, it’s a typical child trait when wanting to catch an adult’s attention for good behaviour. After Wrecker mentions the implications of sightseeing, which ultimately peaks Omega’s interest, Hunter is quick to diffuse the situation by insisting this is only a quick supply run. I strongly believe this is because although he intends to take Omega into the city with him, most likely recognising her desperation to explore, his main intention is to keep her safe and protected, I personally spy a compromise here. Finally, regarding this little interaction, when inviting Omega to join them, he calls her ‘Mega, ‘MEGA!!! Hunter is the first member of the batch to nickname her affectionately, and her little excited cheer in response says it all!

When strolling through the busy marketplace, I noticed that alongside drinking up all sights she can set her eyes on, Omega continues to perform the aforementioned ‘smile at parent because I am both well behaved and very excited’ technique, breaking away from her awestruck staring to give Hunter a cute grin, which he affectionately returns under the realisation that her purity and innocence has erupted through something as simple as a marketplace, another endearing trait his charge has displayed. I’d also like to shed light on the protective hand-on-shoulder movement Hunter uses after the squad of troopers pass by him, Omega, and Echo. His wary stare and protectiveness is an extreme diversion from his usual headstrong attitude, which we know is correlated to his need to protect his charge. (Hand-on-shoulder, AGAIN. Comforting Dad alert!!)

When offering to trade with the Gran merchant, I noticed that whenever Omega picked up a new item to inspect or show off to Echo, Hunter glances over his shoulder to observe her. I have reason to believe he might not only be watching her explore, but keeping an eye on her after the incident on Cut’s farm. I can practically see Suu’s words of advice ringing in his ears, and he wants to make sure she stays out of trouble. And after she does inevitably knock something over, although he scowls a little in her direction (as any parent would), Hunter swiftly turns his look of annoyance towards the Gran as he begins to scold Omega, once again showing his protectiveness in her regard, and in all honesty, he has every right to respond this way, we’ve already established this salesman is stubborn and conceited.

The entire plot of this episode is centred around Omega’s inevitable separation from Hunter and Echo as she ends up running off to chase a voorpak, who has stolen her new doll. We cannot fault Omega for her behaviour, it was a little juvenile at most, but we must take into account this would be her first time in such a situation, and she has never been taught otherwise. Hunter’s immediate faltering smile as he realises Omega is missing is honestly gut wrenching. He has just received 3,000 credits, a hefty sum for what they’re in need of, and now he’s lost his ward, and the pain and concern is fully mirrored through his halting eyes.

I’m moving ahead slightly to add a little character-action comparison! Now, this may just be me nitpicking, and I mean no hate to Fennec Shand (I actually ADORE her), but did anybody else notice the difference between her hold on Omega and how Hunter holds her? Fennec’s fingers lay beneath the nape of Omega’s neck, almost curling into her tunic’s collar, and so while it may seem protective, it actually holds very possessive and controlling connotations. Whereas when Hunter places a hand to Omega’s shoulder, his fingers are quite loose, and it only ever rests up her upper shoulder, allowing the girl freedom if she so much as wishes it. It’s extremely docile. Furthermore, I wanted to briefly comment on Hunter’s tenderness when retrieving Omega’s new doll, most likely using it to track her recent movement. His hold is very gentle, considering he is now clinging to the last piece of Omega he has contact with, and a noticeable shred of panic holds his upper body rigid for good measure. It’s very nicely animated.

Coming ahead swiftly to the brief ‘positive’ interaction between Omega and Fennec, I haven’t seen this mentioned before but I personally see the discussion concerning the need for protection when travelling the galaxy as a small nod to Omega’s newly found connection to the boys, and Hunter specifically. Omega insists it’s a good thing she has her ‘friends’. Noticeably, she is still very hesitant to label them as her brothers, as she most likely feels excluded to an extent (bearing in mind the boys were raised together with the exclusion of Echo, no matter her previous ties to them, Omega was always going to feel isolated to some extent), but not enough to deny she has an attachment to them, and vice versa. Hunter has already shown on multiple occasions (Kamino, Saleucami, the moon from episode 3) that he would do whatever it takes to protect her, but it’s nice to see Omega’s perspective on the newly found emotions too.

Finally, Hunter is able to catch up to both Omega and Fennec, and the sudden change in his demeanour and her aura of innocence is extremely present here. Hunter drops the worrisome parental act fairly quickly, and it’s replaced with the familiar soldier we all know and recognise, he needs to exhibit such strengths to assert the extent he is willing to go to protect Omega. Equally, upon realising Fennec doesn’t quite have her best interest at heart, Omega wastes no time jumping (recklessly) into action to save both herself and Hunter anymore trouble. Of course, being a weightless little girl, she isn’t able to do much, and Hunter ends up in a physical altercation with Shand, where he actually ends up taking his eyes off the assassin to address Omega directly, insisting she run. This not only shows just how much he cares about her, but how desperate he was to ensure her safety by putting himself at risk by not only getting into a fight, but exposing a vulnerability by taking his eyes off of her. (Her worried little face as she flees too, poor girl 😔)

(This point doesn’t have much to do with the relationship between these two, so feel free to skip over it if you want, but I did want to briefly comment on Omega’s timid exterior as she runs to Wrecker in the maintenance tunnels. It truly helps to perceive her genuine age and immaturity, the way she cowers into his neck and sits in his arms especially.)

After Tech informs Hunter of Omega’s current predicament involving the maintenance tower, it’s easily noticeable that when questioning Tech’s information, his voice mirrors the exact tone and edge it held when berating both the former and Echo after their ship was impounded in Saleucami. To me, this shows a clear connotation between the dire situations, and how quickly Hunter has taken to his new role in Omega’s life, and his job as her primary carer. Not to mention, she is literally hanging mid-traffic lane, and in desperate need of assistance. Alongside this, we see previously in this episode that not only was Hunter worried about attracting unwanted attention, after receiving such a thing and accidentally allowing Omega to hang in the balance (pun unintended), he actually steals somebody’s hoverbike in an attempt to rescue the little one, seeming to not care he is attracting even more unwanted attention. There is no hesitation on his end.

The look of absolutely HORROR that crosses this man’s face as Omega drops from the tower and just about hits the hovertruck below. We haven’t seen a look like that cross Hunter’s features since Crosshair’s ‘betrayal’, another indication to his immense worry for the newest member of his family. Equally, this is mirrored by Omega’s wide eyed, petrified stare as she momentarily watches Fennec shoot straight for Hunter’s bike, realising both she and the closest thing she has to a parent are still in serious peril. We need to take into account that this little girl has never experienced something this grim before, and the internal panic is evident for both herself, and Hunter especially.

This brings us down to the “HUNTER!!” comment from Omega as she dangles from the hovertruck. I personally believe her first initial thoughts were not to warn Hunter of the oncoming Shand, but instead a desperation to cry out for help from her guardian. This escalated as she notices Fennec approaching, and her eyes even widen as she calls out for Hunter to watch out, giving further evidence that her first thoughts might not have correlated to her eventual dialogue. It’s also important to note that despite her incredibly tragic situation, Omega is still much more worried about Hunter’s predicament than her own.

(Slightly unimportant, but I love the way Hunter leans in to take Omega in his arm before Shand knocks him out of the way. It’s very parental.)

I never noticed this before, but as Hunter catches Omega’s hand and hauls her onto the bike, he actually scans her over briefly to check for any injuries, before insisting she hold on tight. Notice how his voice isn’t scolding or harsh, he’s very calm despite the dire situation, doing his best to remain neutral for Omega’s sake, especially considering the day she’s had. It’s also important to note that this is further improvement from the situation on Saleucami, another example of their ever-growing relationship.

The WAVE of relief that rolls from Hunter’s entire demeanour as he places the backpack down in the Marauder cockpit, knowing he can finally rest now that Omega is safe, while simultaneously anticipating the flurry of issues about to storm their already hectic lives with a bounty hunter after the kid. His eyes are exhausted, his shoulders are only slightly slacked to insinuate his rough exterior, and yet he still does his absolute best to comfort Omega as she begins to get upset over the prior events and the unknown future.

And, finally, a small action but important nonetheless. I noticed that Omega’s eyes quiver slightly as she begins to get upset, and in her final moments on screen, they direct towards Hunter. This may seem unimportant, but it provides further evidence to the notion that she seeks him out for protection specifically. She’s upset and frightened, so she looks to him because he protects her. It is set up as if she’s about to toss herself into his arms, because she needs him right now.

I hope you liked my analysis of Hunter and Omega’s relationship in episode four of The Bad Batch! Of course, I’d love to discuss these two with anybody who might be interested, so please feel free to drop me an ask or a DM, and if you’re captivated enough I’d totally recommend looking out for my future posts on the topic!

As always, much love to our ‘Megs and Hunter, thank you for reading! 💛

Part One: Aftermath

Part Two: Cut and Run

Part Three: Replacements