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For Whom the Bell Tolls - Chapter 29 - Separate Ways (Worlds Apart)

Pairing: Eddie Munson x OFC (Kat Ramsay), sequel to Foolin’

Summary: They finalize their plan of attack. We go inside everyone’s pre-battle anxieties.

Warnings: anxious thoughts

Word count: 2.5k

Chapter song: Separate Ways (Worlds Apart) (Stranger Things remix) by Journey

Tag list: @munchabunch @madaboutmunson @earl-greater

When the wick of the last homemade bomb was stuffed in its bottle, Steve looked up to see Nancy standing in front of him. “Nice improvement on the shotgun,” he commented with a smirk.

“Nothing like a felony to ensure I won’t miss and avoid the end of the world,” she laughed.

“I doubt you’d miss even if you didn’t,” he smiled at her.

Her cheeks burned scarlet at the compliment. “Yeah, so, um, think we should round everyone up to figure this out?” she spluttered.

“Hey, guys!” Steve bellowed, getting the rest of the party’s attention. He motioned for them to join with a wave of his hand.

“Alright, so Lucas and Erica should go with Max to the Creel House,” Nancy said. “Dustin and Eddie will take care of the bats. Me, Steve, Robin, and Kat will go to the Creel house in the Upside Down.”

“No,” Kat refused. “I’m staying with Eddie and Dustin.”

“Kat, you’re our best shot at winning this thing,” Steve said.

“Right, which is why it won’t do any good if I go with you guys. Look, I can help them distract the bats and then from inside Eddie’s trailer, I can find Max and hide her. She already told me all about where she’ll be, so once I get there, we’ll be good. If he finds us, I’ll hold him off,” Kat said.

“Okay, but… don’t you need a sensory deprivation tank to do this?” questioned Dustin.

“I can do it if I have enough white noise. I’ve done it before. I had to go in someone’s mind to retrieve a code word for some spy op and they told me I had to do it without the tank. It was a test that I wasn’t supposed to pass, but I did,” she shrugged. “Then they brought in the demodog and that’s when they knew…”

“If you use your powers to immobilize him before–” Nancy started.

“He will immediately know I’m there and change course. If he killed me instead, can you even imagine how much more power he’d have, what that would do to the rift between worlds? This gives not just Max a fighting chance, but all of us,” Kat stressed.

“Are you sure you’re up to this though?” Lucas asked. “I mean, wouldn’t it be better just in case something happened to have the bomb squad watching over you while you do whatever you do?”

“It doesn’t matter who I have around me,” Kat rejected. “One tilt of his head can break your neck and you’re dead on the floor before your brain can even think of wanting to say ‘No, stop!’ If that asshole wants me dead, I will be.”

“Her nose didn’t even bleed when she talked to El,” Eddie remarked, very quickly trying to get off the subject of his love dying.

“Exactly. And I transferred memories to her from the Void too. Look, we don’t have time anymore. This is as ready as I’ll ever be – as any of us will ever be. And I’m not changing my mind. This is what we’re doing.”

“Yeah, she’s got a solid point, so… I guess it’s settled then,” Dustin said. “So, what do we do about the bats?”

“We have to get them away from the Creel house, but we need to get there before you guys do that,” Nancy said.

“What if… I mean, I dunno how it’ll work there, but, uh, what if I play my guitar?” Eddie suggested. “Set up my amp and shit. Could probably hear that shit for miles.”

“That… is brilliant!” Dustin exclaimed.

“I can set it up on the roof of the trailer and it should be enough,” he added.

“I have a set of drums in your closet. We set those up, we play, and as soon as we’re done I’ll go back through the gate and begin.”

“How the hell are you gonna have time to play drums and then go mind-diving?” Erica countered.

“Because I am so not missing out on the performance that’ll help save the world,” Kat said.

“And those bats hear us, they’ll be on us like flies on shit in less than five minutes. She’ll have time,” Eddie said.

“Okay so… we drop Team Max off at the Creel house. While they set up, we head to Eddie’s and through the gate we all board up the trailer. Lucas can signal to Erica, who can use a flashlight to signal to us in the Upside Down when Vecna has Max. As soon as that’s done, we’ll make our way to Vecna and wait until Eddie’s done playing. Eddie will start to play when Max is secure in the Creel house and Vecna’s found her. Kat will tell us she’s about to go find Max and that’s when we go into the house and blow that asshole to bits,” Nancy said, laying out their game plan.

“That sounds too easy,” Erica said nervously.

“Because it is,” Kat agreed.

“The one variable we can’t account for is Vecna. Sure, this most likely will catch him off guard, but we have no idea for how long. And it’s not like we have any back up plans. Our back up plan is to abort if shit goes south, so, yeah. We’ll either save the damn world or… or…” Robin rambled.

“We go out swinging,” Kat shrugged.

“Um, Kat, you’re awfully calm about this. How are you so calm?” Robin asked.

“I– I don’t know. I guess since the demodog attacks and knowing El is back and rediscovering some of my memories, I just… I remembered how much power I have. And I’ll stop at nothing to protect each and every one of you. I am so sick of this asshole getting his way and what he wants, because he went on a ‘boohoo life sucks and no one likes me so let me destroy everything’ kick. I’m done,” she said firmly, crossing her arms.

“So… that’s it. That’s our plan,” Steve said quietly. A hush fell over the group as they realized it was time. They had their battle strategy, so now the only thing to do was start it. “Alright, well, let’s, uh– Let’s pack up and get on the road.”

They did as Steve said, having nothing to actually pack, Kat pulled Max aside. “Listen, Max, I just want you to know how incredibly strong you are, okay? You’re one of the few who got away from him and lived to tell the tale. Hold on to that. Hold on to the fact that you have people who love you. Who will do whatever it takes to protect you. Vecna never had that. He doesn’t know what it’s like. Please, just promise me, you’re gonna fight like hell, okay?”

Max nodded as she shifted her weight, not sure what to do with the compliment from Kat. “Yeah. I will. I don’t… I don’t want to–”

“Don’t even say it. Because it’s not going to happen,” she said sternly as she pulled the girl in for a hug. Kat knew she kept to herself, but she couldn’t help it. This was unlike anything that they had ever faced before. Kat smiled as she felt a squeeze from Max.

“Thank you. Thank you for everything. I– I’m sorry you have to…” she trailed off as her eyes welled with tears.

Kat shook her head. “You don’t have to be sorry for anything. Vecna is a power hungry monster. It’s his fault all of us are going through any of this. Or actually, maybe it’s that stupid lab for not– Doesn’t matter whose fault it is. You shouldn’t feel guilty for any of this. You’re so fucking strong, Max. You keep fighting. You haven’t stopped. And what you’re about to do? It’s brave as hell.”

“Alright,” she said, quickly wiping at the few tears that managed to escape. “You’re a little too good at this… pep talk thing you’re doing,” she laughed.

“Yeah, but it’s true. I didn’t want you going through this not knowing that. And knowing that I believe in you one thousand percent,” Kat gave Max’s shoulder a squeeze as they turned to get on the RV.

“Same goes for you, you know. You’re a total badass,” she said, turning and smiling up at Kat.

“Takes one to know one,” she winked.

“You guys ready?” Steve asked then as he held the door open for them.

“Nope,” Max said.

“I don’t think there’s any way to be ready, so… on that note, full steam ahead,” Kat said sarcastically. Steve let out a small laugh through his nose. He followed them and sat in the driver’s seat, bringing the Winnebago to life.

Once the wheels were rolling, a tense quiet suffocated the ride. Steve and Nancy sat up front, watching the road ahead of them pensively. He would steal looks at Nancy. He still loved her. He could finally admit to himself. After the conversation he had with Eddie in the woods… He knew she still cared about him in some way. He could tell she wasn’t happy. Any chance he had to confess to her… something interrupted. It was gnawing at him like a starved dog on a bone. If by some miracle they made it all out of here alive, he would find the time, the perfect opportunity to tell her how he felt.

Nancy’s stare, on the other hand, never wavered from the window beside her. She kept thinking about the vision Kat had shared with her. She had seen everything Vecna showed her as if she had been the one in the vision. Could they really alter that fate?

Guilt gnawed at her underneath all her apprehension. She thought of her boyfriend. While she missed him, she rejoiced getting to spend time with Steve. Though they had separated, she knew somewhere deep down, she still had feelings for him. She could see how much he had grown over the last couple of years. Regardless of her current situation, her long distance relationship had made her terribly unhappy. Being close to Steve again, fighting side by side with him again… It was almost enough to relight a spark she thought had died long ago.

Behind Steve, sat Erica. Her eyes kept flitting over to her brother. She vowed to herself to spend more time with him after this was all over.

Lucas sat across from Max. Both of them anxiously staring out the window. Max drowned out everything with Kate Bush blasting into her ears while Lucas kept sneaking glances at her. Anyone could see how much he cared for her and how this whole ordeal was breaking his heart seeing her go through this. She was trying to psyche herself up as much as possible. Kat’s words helped, but still feeling him in the back of her mind, always lurking, always waiting… She was fighting her own inner battle to keep her confidence from waning.

Robin sat on the floor, her arms crossed. She was trying to keep her anxiety down. Her expression, solemn as she kept her gaze forward. Kat was sitting on the bench in the very back. She fixed her stare out the window. Terrified was an understatement. She could feel Vecna hiding beneath the shadows, just as Max could. She had a bad habit of never taking her own advice. This time, she knew she had to make an exception. Her memory became a rolodex of all her greatest achievements. The only goal was to remind herself that yes, she was powerful. Yes, she did have what it took to win. She had already done it once. What made this time any different? The fact that her loved one and friends were on the front lines with her? If anything that caused her to only want to fight harder.

Even still, she had this sinking feeling, deep down, that no matter how hard she tried, she couldn’t shake. It was the feeling that… not everyone would make it out alive. Could she avoid Vecna’s visions of the future from becoming true? The only thing she could do… The only thing any of them could do was try.

Next to her, Eddie kept nervously ringing his hands around his makeshift spear. No matter what, he was not going to run this time. He was through with running. Whatever it takes to keep Kat safe, he was going to do it. The duration of this ride was the time he would spend worrying about what was to come. He would worry about the fate of his girlfriend. As much as he believed in her, if anything… anything at all was to happen to her… That was something he didn’t think he could come back from. The same went for the boy sitting next to him. That boy had grown to be the little brother he never had and never knew he wanted. All of these kids were so bright, with so much ahead of them. There’s no way this could be the end of the road, right? He had to go to experience life outside with his partner by his side, fighting to make either his own name or his band’s name one that could be seen in every household. This was finally his year, afterall.

Dustin looked as if he was going to throw up at any second. Him and his friends had fought this before and won. They had Kat on their side now. El had her powers back. They had to stand a fighting chance. He kept wracking his brain for any other possible plans, scenarios, or ideas. But he came up empty every time. This was it. They were doing this. They were en route to fight the biggest battle of their lives. Despite his fears, his worries, he knew somehow, some way, they were going to make it out of this alive. Just as they always had. And he swore he would do whatever it took to clear Eddie and Kat’s names. Them of all people, did not deserve any of the slander the ignorant town of Hawkins kept throwing at them. Eddie had proved to him that being yourself was more important than anything else. Kat had shown him perseverance and what the power of friendship could do for someone. Every single person in that RV was a tried and true warrior in his eyes. Part of him felt foolish for being such an optimist, but he had to believe they would make it out of there. Alive. He just had to.

Too soon, the Winnebago slowed to a stop. “Alright,” Max said, inhaling sharply. “Let’s do this.” Erica got off first, followed by her brother. Max closed the door behind her. Together they stopped and stared at the foreboding Creel house where their fates and the fate of the world lied. They looked at each other and with a nod, they marched forward.

Kat couldn’t help herself, she pushed aside the curtain that hung in the rear window and watched as they stared up at the expansive house. Knock ‘em dead, kid, Kat thought to herself as the ruins of a monster’s childhood home faded from view.

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lacontroller1991 · 2 years

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The Other Stevens: Chapter 6

Main Master List The Other Stevens Master List

Chapter 5

Warnings: age gap relationship, drinking, drunk Gordo, arguing, slut shaming, a lil rough man handling, Gordo breaks our hearts, language

Word Count: 2.7k

Author's Note: I apologize in advance for this chapter

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You toss the ball against the wall again, watching it bounce back to you as you look over to the clock on Gordo’s night stand. 11:29. He said 10, didn’t he? You’ve been waiting for an hour and a half but your lover is nowhere to be found, even his car was missing from the driveway. A pair of jiggling keys perks your head up as you stand up, wanting to go and greet Gordo, but a second pair of footsteps stops you.

“Shit,” Gordo chuckles, stumbling through the hall as you let out a sigh in relief. Ok, so he’s not dead, just drunk, but who is he with? Your stomach drops at the possibility that he may have brought home a girl, after all that is what he’s known for. The thought makes you scurry to his closet, closing the door in front of you as you try your hardest to listen to the conversation, your palms sweaty. He wouldn’t do that… would he?

“Alright buddy, just get some sleep,” you exhale the breath you didn’t know you were holding upon hearing Ed’s voice. Ok, so he didn’t bring a girl home, he brought Ed home.

“Thanks Ed.”

“Any time,” you hear a door shut and a weight falling onto the bed, shoes clunking to the floor. Collecting your nerves, you slightly open the door and pop your head out, seeing his slumped over frame.

“Gordo?” He jumps and looks over at you in confusion.

“(Y/N)? What are you doing here? In my closet?”

“We were supposed to… um… supposed to have a date.” You exit the closet as he scoffs and shakes his head in denial.

“A date? What are you talking about? We’re just fucking. Nothing special about that,” he comments causing you to clench your jaw. Have you been getting this whole thing wrong?

“But I thought-”

“You thought what? That I would date somebody my own son’s age? What are you really here for? Money? What are you trying to play at?”

“Gordo, I- I thought we wanted to give things a try between us. It’s what we agreed on?”

“Well I don’t anymore. I miss my wife. I want Tracy back and you could never be a replacement for her. You’re just a slut. So why don’t you just leave,” he stands above you causing you to cower into yourself, tears welling in your eyes. He doesn’t mean all of that, does he?

“Gordo, please, I-” the words choke in your throat, words you’ve been wanting to say but never found a good time.

“I told you to fucking get out,” he grips your arm rougly and guides you to the door before shoving you out and shutting the door in your face, causing you to fall to the floor, tears streaming down your face as a sob rips through your throat, the note you had intended on giving him burning holes in your pocket.

“(Y/N)? Hell are you doing here?” You look up and see Danny standing in the doorway. Great, just great. You shakily stand to your feet and wipe away the tears.

“Your dad is a fucking asshole,” you comment briefly before shoving past him and out of the house, with no intention of ever going back inside again.

Danny furrows his brows in confusion. Just what is going on? Looking down at where you were sitting, he notices a piece of paper. Cocking his head, he leans down to pick it up, unfolding the letter and reading over the words.

‘To my own personal hero,

I didn’t plan on saying what I’m about to say on a piece of paper, but I’m a coward and I also thought maybe you would like to keep this letter if you ever felt down and I wasn’t around to cheer you up. So… here it is.

Gordon Stevens, ever since I could remember I had always looked up to you and your career in awe. Ever since I was a kid, you were my hero. And then I grew up and moved to Seabrook, attending high school where I met Danny and Jimmy and damn, they were so nice to me and when they invited me over for the first time, I had no clue that they were your kids. I guess I should have figured that one out, but when you first walked out of the house on the Saturday afternoon, I almost died. I could not believe that I was about to meet one of my personal heroes, pretty sure Kelly had to calm me down or something because if not I would’ve definitely passed out. Anyways, after that, I got to get to know you and even though I had known almost everything about your career up to that point, I got to start to know you on a personal level and you’re everything I had hoped you would be.

You’re kind, giving, funny, smart and loving and I’m so glad you decided to take a chance on me. Words can’t express how much you mean to me, Gordo. You are so much more than anybody may think. Screw those who think you’re a fuck up, or are no good and a has been. They have no clue what they’re talking about. As far as I’m concerned, they’re just jealous assholes who have never been, and will never be, to the moon.

As for yourself, I wish you could see what I see. I wish you could see how much I love your ocean blue eyes when they watch me, or the way your hair falls onto your face when you-’ Danny stops reading the letter before it goes into too much detail about what you and his dad have been getting up to in this last month. Danny looks at his dad’s bedroom door and seethes, how does his dad get the girl but he doesn’t. Looking back down at the paper, Danny crumbles it up and tosses it into the trash.

“What a fucking joke.”

The minute you get back to your room you take a hammer you had lying around and start swinging, knocking over various replicas of Saturn V, LEM and LSAM, watching them crash to the ground and breaking into pieces like your heart.

“Honey, what the hell are you doing?” You turn to look at your parents, your chest heaving as tears fall down your face, your mother quickly rushing over to comfort you, stroking your hair as your dad looks at the models on the floor. “Why are you ruining your models?”

“Fuck NASA. Fuck astronauts. They’re all fucking assholes.”

“Even Gordo Stevens?” Your mom eyes the pictures on the wall before you remove yourself from her embrace, grabbing the pictures of him and you, and just of him, before ripping them in halves.

“Especially Gordo Stevens.”

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Gordo awakens with a groan, his head pounding as he opens his eyes, looking at the clock on the dresser. 9:45. “Fuck,” he pushes himself up to a sitting position and runs a hand through his hair, confusion tormenting his mind. Something feels… off. Dismissing it, he opens the door and makes his way into the kitchen where Jimmy and Danny sit, quietly talking amongst themselves. “Mornin’,” when neither responds, Gordo raises a brow. “I said morning.”

“Not a good morning for you. You broke (Y/N).” Jimmy mentions as Danny abruptly stands up, walking away with his plate of food.

“The hell do you mean?”

“You and her got into a pretty nasty argument last night. She left in tears.”

“She and I got into an argument?” Gordo’s heart races at the thought of him hurting you. Surely he didn’t say something that he couldn’t recover from. Did he?

“I don’t know the entire conversation but you compared her to mom and called her a whore and said some other things,” Gordo’s face pales. Was he really that drunk that he couldn’t even remember what he said to you?

“I did not.”

“You did. She called this morning and told me to tell you to never ever speak to her again. So you must’ve done something wrong.” Gordo slumps into his seat. He would never say that to you, would he?

“I- I need to call her.”

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You ignore the phone ringing on your dresser as you stare into an open void. Is this what it feels like to lose the person you love? Various trinkets and photos lay broken and torn on your floor and you don’t bother to clean it up.

“(Y/N)? Can I get you anything?” Kelly asks from her spot at the doorway, a sober expression on her face. Despite her knowing who had broken your heart, she chooses not to make any sort of commentary on the matter.

“No, thank you. I just wanna be left alone,” she nods her head and dips out of the room, leaving you to your thoughts and the constant phone ringing.

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“Goddamn it (Y/N), pick up.” Gordo slams the phone down onto the receiver after no one picks while Danny and Jimmy watch in silence, waiting for the next move. Gordo huffs in annoyance as he looks behind his sons, to the wall that contains various bottles of whiskey, gin, vodka, tequila, and wine before looking back down to Danny and Jimmy. “How do I fix this?”

Jimmy shrugs, returning to his new gameboy while Danny scoffs and rolls his eyes, ignoring his father.

“The hell is going on here?” Tracy walks in, startling the boys. Danny is quick to answer.

“We found out who dad’s mystery girl is.” “Oh yeah? Who?” Tracy eyes Gordo up and down, clutching her purse.

“(Y/N).”

“Wait. (Y/N) (Y/N)? As in Danny and Jimmy’s friend? Are you serious? She’s what, 18?”

“20.”

“Gordo, you’re dating someone your own son's age? That’s fucking disgusting,” Tracy comments, poking a finger onto his chest as he smacks it away.

“You have no clue what you’re talking about.”

“What? Why are you even dating her? Is it just because she’s some young hot ass that Gordo Stevens just has to have?”

“Shut up, Trace.” Danny and Jimmy watch, the latter taking out a video camera and secretly recording the whole conversation. Hopefully, his dad will say something that may redeem him in your eyes.

“No Gordo, this is just fucking sick. You’re a disgusting pig for preying on a young girl.”

“Goddamn it! It’s not like that! That was not what was going on.”

“Then what was, dad?”

Gordo sighs, looking down at his hands and wrists, a small little bracelet hanging on his right wrist, a gift you had given him about two weeks into seeing each other. “We were dating. Everything was purely consensual. At first, I was skeptical as to why she would date someone like me, because you’re right, I’m a hasbeen, I’m old, I’m fat, everything you said is true, but she made me feel things you never allowed me to feel. She was there for me when I wanted to just sit and talk about whatever, she was there for me when I was going through a rough patch, and she was there to support my choices, to even support me going back to the moon. She was there for me when you guys never were. So that’s why I continued the relationship, because even for the slightest amount of time, she made me feel loved and wanted and admired.”

“Do you love her?” Tracy asks with a soberness as Gordo looks back down to the bracelet.

“Yeah. Yeah I love her. But I fucked it up again,” he grabs a hold of all the bottles and carries them over to the sink, pouring the liquid out, much to the surprise of his family. “All because of fucking alcohol.” “So what, you’re gonna quit drinking and win her back just like that?”

“Yep, just like that.” Tracy scoffs and grabs her purse.

“Whatever Gordon, come on boys, let's leave your father alone.” And leave him alone they did.

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A couple days pass and when Gordo is not at training, 9/10 times he’s trying to find a way to win you back. He doesn’t know exactly what he said, but based on the reaction from his sons and from you, he knows it’s bad. After the first day of not answering his calls, he gave up on that idea, grabbing his computer and typing long, elaborate emails, describing how much he’s sorry, but that is immediately shut down when ‘receiver unavailable’. There isn’t much left for him to do. He supposes there is one thing, but that would get you in trouble with your parents and then you would really never want to see him again.

Sighing, he closes his laptop and looks around the kitchen, his eyes tired and fatigued, saying how he’s been staying up all night, wishing he never went out to drink that night. Eyeing the trash, he blinks a couple of times, squinting as he tries to make out the shape sticking out of the corner of the trash. Deciding to investigate further, he picks a piece of paper off the floor, un-crumbling it and reading over the neatly written letters.

‘To my own personal hero,

As for yourself, I wish you could see what I see. I wish you could see how much I love your ocean blue eyes when they watch me, or the way your hair falls onto your face when you make me yours, or the way my name sounds falling from your lips, or the way your nose scrunches when you see something you don’t like and don’t even get me started on how smart you are. Even though you don’t think it, you are one of the smartest people I know, I mean rocket science ain’t easy and every time you talk about it, I just happily listen along.

Anyways, to keep this short (because I can go on for hours about how much you mean to me), I love you Gordo Stevens. I’ve been in love with you for a while, but it’s true; I’m in complete and utter love with you. You have been and will always be, my hero.

Yours truly,

(N/N).’

A tear falls on the paper, bringing Gordo out of his trance as he rereads each and every word. You love him? Wiping away unshed tears, he looks down at himself with only one thought. He needs to win you back.

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helliontherapscallion · 3 years

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Why Couldn’t it Have Been Me?

Part 2

Paring: Wilbur Soot x reader (past), Ghostbur x reader

Disclaimer: This contains major spoilers for Tommyinnit’s 4/29 lore stream

Warnings: swearing, violence, death, near death, cheating, 4/29 lore stream, grief, blood, injury, panic attack

Word count: 6,737

(A/N): So in this, you’re Schlatt’s twin and Puffy’s your older sister. Also, sorry for any mistakes, I typed a good 2/3 of this on my phone

This was your own personal hell: being trapped within cement walls with your ex fiance, your asshole of a brother, and a Dream wannabe that seemed to never lose any energy. Your life was like a trope in a novel alive you would’ve liked, however being cursed to live in it made you absolutely loathe any and all mention of it.

Alive you would’ve killed to hang out with your brother again, not the one that turned to the bottle. Alive you would’ve craved the sweet melodies that streamed from Wilbur’s mouth. You would’ve swooned and maybe, just maybe, you would’ve forgiven him. Alive you would’ve perhaps liked this ‘Mexican Dream’ guy, you would’ve perhaps become the best of friends.

However you despised the three locked up with you with your whole heart.

Your ex fiance was someone you adored. Hell, you even idolized him when you were alive. The Wilbur you knew was sweet, loving, attentive, and just all around someone that you swooned over. You could still remember how your heart exploded when he first asked you out under the setting sun by the ocean. You remembered every song he's written for you, every word and rhythm by heart, even after all these years.

You remembered how you felt your heart completely shatter when you found the songs he had in his drafts for someone that wasn't you. Someone by the name of 'Sally'. After a heated argument you had broken up with him, taking the engagement ring off from your finger and throwing it deep into the ocean. You stayed on L'Manberg's side even after all that, too loyal and proud towards the country you helped forge to drop it. You wouldn't let some stupid boy or rabid tyrants prevent you from raising your beautiful nation up from the ashes.

That had been your downfall. You should've listened to Puffy and left the country behind when you had the chance, now you paid the ultimate price for your deep rooted loyalty and devotion towards independence. And your sacrifice didn't even matter in the end! Your deranged ex blew it all to smithereens. If you didn't despise him before, you absolutely did after your dumbass twin told you about his little 'escapades' while you were gone.

Every little thing Wilbur did, no matter how small it was, made you hate him even more. Every time he would shuffle those damned cards, it made you want to rip them to shreds and throw them across the train tracks. Every time he would sing or even breathe, you wanted to strangle him. You were absolutely certain that Schlatt felt the same.

Oh, your twin was a real card. Always boasting about how his horns were bigger than yours (who even cares anymore? Yours grew in first anyways), telling the others about your shortcomings through crude jokes, even going as far as fighting you through headbutting; you could still feel the pain of being beaten to death before respawning immediately. Schlatt hadn’t known that you respawn even in the afterlife, so you knew he was serious about killing you. You just wanted Puffy, she was far more tolerable than your twin.

The rustling of his suit jacket and his small grunts and pants resonated within the walls as he did various forms of exercising. You now knew about all of the differing variations of a pushup and you hated yourself for listening to his explanations. He would beg you, Mexican Dream, and Wilbur to stand on his back while he did his endless routines. The only one to readily take him up on that offer was Mexican Dream.

That man was arguably the only one you slightly tolerated, and you said that very lightly. He was still annoying as all hell, but he was a new face. Well, one that you didn’t know well enough to have a grudge against while you were alive. It was slightly refreshing, in a sense. When he first got here, his songs, stories, and humor gave you a nice break away from Wilbur’s depressing songs and Schlatt’s crude jokes. However when you spend eleven years trapped in a cage with one person, everything they do becomes the bane of your existence.

You were running out of things that kept you sane in this dump. You've read the same novel, counted the same ceiling and floor tiles (32 ceiling tiles and 57 floor tiles exactly), traced the same cracks in the walls, temporarily killing the same cellmates, you've done anything and everything that this cesspool had to offer. You've done everything billions of times over, a never ending cycle of monotony.

Tommy joining your group of miserable has-beens was perhaps the highlight of your fifteen, almost sixteen, years spent in this shithole. Though he finally dropped the brave facade and showed just how broken down he was after everything he’s been through, having him around was the saving grace to your sanity. He told you how your sister was, how your nephews were, and most importantly what you missed. You knew about all of the events leading up to Mexican Dream's death, but you were left in the dark with everything past that. Ender, you missed so much since you died; It baffled you how much you missed.

When the train actually stopped at your cell instead of just passing by and it's doors opened, you were just expecting another poor soul to be dropped off here. You could imagine everybody's surprise when none other than Dream stepped out of those doors. The nephew that had betrayed you without a second thought, that had murdered you, that had your severed head displayed on his mantle (you weren't sure the truth of that last statement, Tommy has a habit of over exaggerating. Though, Schlatt did say that your body was found with a missing head when you first forced him to tell you what you missed). Tommy talked to you about how he died only once, so you knew just what your nephew has been up to. It infuriated you knowing that your adult nephew was manipulating and abusing this young teenager.

While you were releasing your pent up frustrations on the masked man, he merely brushed past you and drug Tommy into the train by the arm. You could remember Wilbur banging on the doors begging for Dream to return his little brother and his angered screams echoing down the railways as the train sped off back towards the land of the living.

Lucky Tommy, he got to live out the rest of his life and actually age. You and your crew of intolerable jesters were stuck together once again.

Everybody was silent for a few months, reeling at the newly discovered fact that Dream could actually resurrect people. During those three months, they were quiet and tolerable. In a way, the talks that came out of it was like one of those family therapy sessions your older sister would hold in the living room (you remembered how she would grab you and Schlatt by the horns if either one of you refused to go). You would kill to attend one of those therapy sessions again, and this is the closest you were going to get to it.

You all talked about the things you regretted most while you were alive. Mexican Dream's was that he didn't protect his girlfriend Mamacita well enough. Schlatt's was choosing alcohol and power over his family (tears were especially shed over Tubbo, he really did regret abandoning him to be raised by you). Yours was that you were too loyal to a cause that would be absolutely decimated a short while after you sacrificed everything for it. Surprisingly, Wilbur's was that he had hurt you.

He had begged and groveled for forgiveness, telling you that he just didn't feel that special connection with you anymore. That didn't take away from the fact that he was seeing another while you two were still dating and that he blew up your life's work. He had stolen everything from you, and you would never forgive him for that.

After you made your thoughts on him completely clear, he had started treating you like you treated him in the last few months. Tension was building up between you two that had laid dormant for thirteen and a half years like a rope pulled taut about to snap.

Everybody had slowly returned to their annoying selves slowly but surely. Schlatt resumed his workout routine, Mexican Dream had started loudly singing and ranting about Mamacita's everlasting beauty again, and Wilbur eventually started up his solitaire and songwriting once again.

The three of them made you want to rip off your twisting horns and shove them in your ears in hopes of muffling them, but you knew that whomever put you here would restore your hearing and make your horns regrow. You knew that first hand after you spent a couple of years alone in this hellhole; breaking your horns off by repeatedly banging your head against the dull stone walls in a manic state was never fun. The regeneration of the keratin only slightly stung, it was like you were a kid and they were growing in for the first time again.

You felt your eye twitch as Wilbur sang about that damned train for the umpteenth time since he arrived. It’s always ‘train this' and ‘train that' and quite frankly you were sick of it. You were sick of him.

“Shut the fuck up about that damned train,” Schlatt seethed. You never once thought you would ever agree with your twin, but here you were nodding in agreement and shooting a glare at Wilbur’s direction. The brunet merely stopped his singing and reshuffled his cards, the sound making an ugly cacophony and grating at your ears.

“Not my fault you two don’t want to talk to me. I’m just making due with what I’ve been given.” He dealt the cards out in piles and started yet another game of solitaire. Seriously, how many games of solitaire can one play before they lose it? You supposed that you’d find out soon, Wilbur has been playing that monotonous card game nonstop for thirteen and a half years.

“Yeah, let the hombre chill! I like his music.” The masked man reached up to stroke his goatee, the scratching sound further penetrating your focus on your book.

Everything was quiet before Mexican Dream's voice pierced it, "hey, did I ever tell you guys how beautiful my Mamacita was?"

"You told us millions of times, fuckface. You narrate entire love letters daily, so how could we not know how 'beautiful' she was?" You complained, not once looking up from your book. Schlatt snorted to himself and returned to his workout. Mexican Dream crossed his arms in anger, cursing you out under his breath. Wilbur merely glanced at you and rolled his eyes. "You know, I'm tired of your bitchy attitude. Let him talk about Mamacita, it's not his fault every time you think you love someone it fails."

Your grip on your book tightened impossibly. If it were physically possible, the book would be crumbling to dust in your voice grip. You practically see red as you slowly dog-eared the worn page you were on and put your book down.

"Oh shit," you heard Schlatt mumble and move away from you, Mexican Dream following suit. When you both were alive, your anger was always something you knew Schlatt feared. However, you knew that he's never seen you this angry; nobody has. The majority of what you've been holding in for almost fourteen years is about to be unleashed.

"You know what I'm sick of, Wilbur?"

"Oh, do enlighten us."

"I'm sick of each and every single one of you. You three have been absolutely intolerable ever since you arrived. I was doing just fine alone and the universe just had to fuck everything up for me, just like it always does."

"There you go again," Wilbur laughed sardonically, "making everything about yourself." He gathered his cards and shuffled them repeatedly.

"I make everything about myself?! Do you even hear yourself? Mr. Oh-I'm-such-a-disappointment-to-Philza, you wallow in self pity twenty-four seven! You fucking write every single song about yourself!”

"I didn't want to come here, okay?! I didn't think it was gonna be like this! God, I might as well be in hell with you here."

"Believe me, my hell started fourteen years ago when you guys started showing up," you growled out, your ears flattening to the sides of your skull.

"Have you ever stopped to think that you're our hell? All you've done since we came here was complain and be a massive douche to all of us." He fluttered through the deck more and more as the argument escalated, the noise making you want to scream until you tasted blood.

"I'm the one that's in the wrong here? You fucked up my entire life. He," you pointed at Schlatt, "keeps beating me to death. And he," you jutted your chin towards Mexican Dream, "never shuts the hell up… Would you stop with that damn deck?! You're literally so fucking annoying."

He narrowed his eyes, "make me."

A mixture of an animalistic growl and a guttural scream left your lips as you charged at him, your head tilted downwards so he could feel the brunt of your horns. He moved out of the way just in time, the side of your horn brushing against his arm. You crashed head first into the stone wall before you stabilized yourself and looked at the brunet with seething hatred.

He was staring at you in shock, "how're you-" You used his shock to your advantage, throwing a right hook at his face. His head whipped to the side and his body followed, sending him to the ground in a heap.

"How am I still conscious? I'm a ram hybrid, dumbass. What'd you expect?" You huffed angrily before you pried the cards out of his hand and stalked over to the tracks.

He scrambled up to stop you, but before he could even reach you, you held the deck over the tracks and looked down at him. You could just imagine how your horizontal pupils were blazing with fury.

You reveled in the betrayal and animosity gleaming in his eyes as you dangled the thing he held dearest in this hell over the railroads. If you were to drop them, he'd never be able to see them again.

"We promised not to touch belongings on our first day here!" He yelled at you, his hands wrung in front of him nervously hiding the slight tremor. "Our first day here?" You scoffed, "the last time I checked, I was here for two years before any of you showed up." You gestured around the room in one angry swipe, the cards slipping slightly with how sweaty your hands were. It was then that you saw the fear in Schlatt's eyes. Good, that bastard should be scared of you. "If anything, you all are in my domain."

Wilbur flinched at the sight of the cards slowly slipping out of your hand, his breath hitching and panic stricken across his features. Mexican Dream stood up from his place and put his hands up. He was slowly approaching you like you were a cornered wild animal, making sure that you saw his every move.

He nervously chuckled, "let's just put the cards down and have a nice talk. Doesn't that sound better than this, mi amigo?"

You shook the cards once again, taking in Wilbur's silent anguish with glee. "I'm not your friend, I'm anything but. Don't tell me what to fucking do or else that picture of Mamacita is the next to go."

"...Okay, you're in charge, man. Do what you want." He reluctantly sat back down next to Schlatt. The ram was watching in fear, yet it looked like he was entertained with what was happening. You couldn't blame him, the last interesting thing that happened was three full months ago when Tommy was taken. That and you probably looked feral at the moment.

"You understand that if you drop those, they're lost forever right?"

You threw your head back and laughed, "of course I know, why do you think I only have one sock? I already tried that shit out before you came." You hummed to yourself in thought, then grinned. Wilbur was going to love this.

While you shuffled the deck, you kept a close eye on the movement happening inside the cell. Another perk to being a ram hybrid was that you had a nearly 360 degree scope of everything around you. The only movement happening was the panicked breaths from Wilbur, good. You huffed in amusement, "alright Wilbur, let's do a card trick. I'd ask you to pick a card, any card, but I don't want to risk you fucking shit up again. So, I'm just going to draw for you." You drew a card from the middle of the deck and showed it to him. "The eight of clubs, how fitting."

"(Y/n), I don't know what you're getting at, but if you don't give me those cards right now-"

"Shut it, I'm not done. I'm going to shuffle this back into the deck, watch the hands." You kept eye contact with him as you shuffled the cards rigorously, the card you pulled long since hidden with the slight of a hand. After a bit of shuffling and reshuffling, you had sneakily put the card between the two halves and bridged them until the cards were in one pile with the eight of clubs on top.

You chuckled and pulled the top card, once again showing it to him. "Is this your card?"

He nodded slightly, never once taking his eyes off from the deck. "Yes, now give it back to me!" The angry and anxious undertones were like music to your ears.

You tapped your chin in thought, "hm, I don't think I will. You've taken so much from me, it's only fair that I get some revenge." Without another word, you threw the cards behind your head and smiled widely at the sound of the fluttering down to the tracks.

Wilbur launched himself forward with a frantic yell, his hands flailing to catch all of the cards before they were lost forever. He only succeeded in catching a few.

His breath shuddered as he stared at the three cards in his hand: the five of diamonds, the four of spades, and the seven of hearts. The fate of the universe was on your side for once, perhaps preternaturally so.

"You- do you realize what you just did?!" He spun around to face you. If humans could froth at the mouth, a full waterfall would be streaming through his gritted teeth. His eyes held the rage of a man that had just lost everything in one singular instant, the resentment swirling in his dark brown orbs. Several veins were bulging in his face and neck, painting the skin in a red hue.

You walked over to your book and plopped yourself down. "Yeah," you said with a nonchalant shrug of your shoulders. You opened up your book and started reading it again, leaving the man to his grief.

Everything was quiet once more much to your delight. Though you read this book from cover to cover thousands of times, enough to know most of the words by heart, you were never able to fully enjoy and immerse yourself in it with them around. You took this time to reclaim your designated corner and spend some quality time reading.

You spent hours with your nose buried deep in your book, savoring the peace. That was until it was snatched out of your hands and ripped away from you. You looked up in slight shock at the sight of Wilbur snapping it shut and walking over to the tracks.

No. No. Nononono he can’t. That was the only thing keeping you sane. He can't just get rid of it when he's done so much towards you when you were alive.

A wail left your mouth as you tackled him to the ground, your arms wrapped around his midsection. He crashed to the ground with a grunt, his forehead smacking against the painted yellow stone. You straddled his back and ripped the book away from him, throwing it across the room and away from the tracks.

You grabbed a fist full of his hair after yanking off his beanie and tossing it into oblivion with his precious cards. You pulled his head up and leaned close to his ear, "you try that shit again and your hat and cards won't be the only things lost to the void." Venom was seeping through your every word, "do you understand me?"

He merely jerked his head to the side, colliding it with your nose and mouth. You shouted in surprise and let him go in favor of holding your aching nose. You could feel the warmth of the blood pouring from it. Through teary eyes, you looked up at Wilbur as he grabbed your book and flung it against the wall of the opposite side of the tracks. You scampered to the edge and watched in horror as it disappeared into the void.

Without warning, you were forced to the ground, a hand holding you by a horn and a knee between your shoulder blades. You struggled before a dark chuckle was heard, "if you keep moving, you'll slip! Do you really want that?" You begrudgingly stopped, realizing that he had all the power in this situation. If he wanted to, he could just slide you off from the platform and toss you away like throwing a piece of paper into the trash.

"Good, you're not as stupid as you were earlier today." He slid you forward, holding your upper body over the tracks by the horn. You came face to face with the swirling abyss that was the void, small shapes appearing from your eyes adjusting to the sudden lack of visual stimulant. Your breathing picked up as he lowered you slightly, "you don't wanna do this."

"No, I do. Thirteen and a half years of having to be around you was hell, but the shit you pulled today just put the icing on the cake. Do you have any last words before you go?"

You grunted as he shook your head slightly, a slight pain coming from the base of your horn. "Fuck you."

"How appropriate, now let's see if you'll come back this time. It'll be our fun little science experiment!"

He dropped your horn without a care in the world, sending you plummeting to your demise. A terrified scream ripped it's way out of your throat and you screwed your eyes tightly shut in preparation for the void. Your body came to a jerking halt as you held your breath, preparing for… whatever awaited you. However, nothing came.

You cracked open an eye only to be met with the uncanny inkyness, the invisible mist freezing your face and its frostbitten arms opened wide for you. But you never fell into its embrace.

Instead, you were pulled back onto the platform. You laid on your stomach with your horn supporting your head staring at the wall, tracing every single nook and cranny of the bricks. Your chest heaved as you greedily gasped for air. You never thought you'd be so relieved to see the cement walls you've been trapped in for over a decade and a half.

You were once again pulled up into a now sitting position and leaned against the wall, your back touching the cool cement. Across from you, you saw Mexican Dream pinning a struggling Wilbur down to the floor. Wilbur's crazed eyes met you, piercing through your very being. However, that didn't affect you in the slightest; you almost were just wiped from existence completely, you stared into the abyss and it stared back at you.

You felt… strange, to say the least. While icy fear and adrenaline coursed through your veins, you felt warmth blossoming in you at the same time. It was like the void was an actual person, politely giving you some form of relief from the hell you've been subjected to for over a decade and a half. It was so welcoming, not terrifying like you initially thought it was. When your fingertips grazed its surface it felt freezing to the touch, yet you felt the staticky power it was showing you. In that split moment of touching it, you had already accepted the power it held over you.

A hand softly slapped your cheek, "c'mon, (y/n). Talk to me." Your eyes drifted lazily to your twin. He was extremely pale, his eyes frantically searching your face for any sign of responsiveness. When you looked at him, he visibly relaxed. "It was so… so beautiful, Schlatt."

"Yeah, what the actual fuck did you just say? You almost just- just died for good dumbass." He looked at you incredulously, you could just see the cogs in his brain working hard to process what the hell he was seeing.

You looked back at Wilbur, he had stopped struggling slightly and was instead looking at you with a hint of confusion shining through the crazed daze. Mexican Dream tilted his head, the mask skewing slightly to the side of his face. "Thank you, Wilbur. You've shown me that there's… there's more to this hellhole than suffering. There's beauty in the darkness." His struggling had come to a complete halt, now staring at you with the most confusion you've ever seen from him. You also saw a very small hint of fear from deep within his irises.

A calloused hand gripped your chin and forced you to look back at your twin. "What are you on," he hissed lowly, "the stuff that's comin outta your mouth right now is actually batshit insane. He almost just permanently murked you and you're fucking thanking him."

"I haven't felt this at ease in nearly two decades. I feel ethereal, Schlatt, and it's all thanks to him." You let your eyes drift over to Wilbur. Giving him a content smile, you nodded your thanks at him.

The next few days went by tensely for the others, eyeing your every move and keeping you away from the ledge. You had only peered over the ledge once since then, it was just so alluring to you. It was nothing, yet everything at the same time. Mexican Dream had pulled you back to the opposite end of the room by your horns. The part that disturbed the three men was that you said absolutely nothing about it. You didn't even struggle against it, you just laid limp and let it happen.

With each passing second you spent away from the void, the feeling of utter peace was rapidly draining from your body; instead being replaced by icy fear, paranoia, and the realization that you were almost completely swallowed whole by the void.

After coming back to your senses, you didn't allow anybody near you. Your instincts going haywire and screaming that they were going to hurt you if they came close. The last time Schlatt tried touching you, you damn near took his finger off. They didn't bother trying to approach you anymore, instead glancing at you from the corners of their eyes. Wilbur was perhaps the one you feared the most, you knew that if he didn't hesitate to toss you away the first time, he would surely do it a second time. He spent most of his time staring at you, you didn't know if he was zoned out or not.

Everybody was against you, you knew it. You just knew it. They were plotting to toss you back into the void. That thing- or was it an entity? Whatever it was held a power over you that you didn't know was possible. That trance that it put you in, the craving you felt, was something that was repeating like a broken record in your mind. You could still feel the void calling out to you, it was terrifying.

You spent most of the time huddled in your corner staring at the fingers that had grazed the textured nothingness. You could still feel the buzzing and popping of the power on your fingertips, that inky residue staining your skin wouldn't come off. No matter how hard you scrubbed, scratched, or scraped, it would not leave your body. It was freezing.

The oncoming train screeching to a gradual stop was perhaps the only thing you fully acknowledged outside of your safety bubble in days. You watched in shock as it stopped at the platform. The doors opened with a fwoosh, fog pouring out onto the smooth stone floors.

Out stepped Dream, the smile etched into his cracked mask sent chills to your core. Next to him was… was another Wilbur? How in the name of Ender was that even possible?

This Wilbur was different though. This one was desaturated. This one didn't have an insane glint in his eyes, this one had grief shimmering in the tears that steamed on his cheeks. This one was broken compared to the well established man against the wall. This one was defenseless.

Dream shoved him to the center of the room, the man falling to his hands and knees. Sobs escaped his mouth as steam left his skin and drifted along the sides of his face before dissolving into the air.

"Got a new plaything for you guys, this one isn't as… fun as Wilbur is though." Dream's head turned towards you before it tilted. "What happened there? Did our dear little (y/n) get too close to the void?"

"They are none of your concern, pandejo," Mexican Dream seethed at his counterpart from his position next to the train. "Why are you even here, man?"

"Oh, I'm just here to make a trade. I'm afraid that I'll have to give you guys Ghostbur here in exchange for Wilbur."

Wilbur stared at him with pure hope and glee springing up in his eye for the first time in over a decade. "Really?"

Dream chuckled, "yes, really. What, do you really think I'd lie to you?"

"I don't know, ya smiley freak. You've been known to fuck people over." Schlatt scoffed, his ear flicking in annoyance.

"I'm telling the truth this time. Wilbur, come with me."

Stars shone in his eyes as he reveled in the sight of the open train doors. He followed the masked man with a skip in his step, ecstatic giggles leaving his mouth as he boarded.

Anger flooded you as you purse your lips together and you darted towards the train. The doors were closing already, if you could just-

The door shut with a clank, blocking you from freedom. Your clenched fists banged against the window, glowering at the sight of Wilbur's happiness and Dream looking at you with a wave.

"You fucking bastard! Take me, he doesn't deserve it! He threw his goddamned life away, you're wasting your time with him!" Your angry shouts were ignored by the two however as the train once again started moving with a small hiss.

A frustrated scream left your mouth as you pummeled the iron with your fists as it moved. If only you could find a train car to jump onto-

Now. You leapt from the platform towards the junction between two of the train cars. However, your leap of faith was set to a halt midair by Schlatt holding your upper arms. You thrashed against him, desperate to get back to the land of the living, desperate to leave this godforsaken hell called the afterlife, but once again, you were torn away from what you were trying to achieve.

You fell limp as you watched the last train car pass the platform and disappear down the tracks and into the void. The next possible time it would show it’s face would be in a few months if you were lucky. You let him take you back to your corner, your feet limply being drug against the floor. After you were plopped back down, you stared at the clone of your ex. You were pretty sure Dream said that his name was ‘Ghostbur’. What a strange name, yet you supposed that it was fitting for Wilbur’s apparition.

“Are ya done with your little ‘moment’, (y/n)?” Schlatt was kneeling in front of you, his hands prepared to grab you if you made a run for it. Though his tone was annoyed, you could detect the very small worried undertone of his voice.

You nodded and watched as he took a seat next to you, also staring at the newcomer. This is the closest he’s sat next to you in years.

“...What do you think of the clone over there?” You hummed to yourself, “he looks pathetic, but I think that might be the only thing he and Wilbur share.”

Mexican Dream took a seat next to you, slinging an arm over your shoulders. Normally, you would’ve shrugged him off, but you were too emotionally drained to do so. “Si, he does look kinda weak. But I think our new hombre here has promise.”

“Promise for what?” Schlatt snorted. Mexican Dream hesitated, “...I don’t know. This is gonna be interesting, mis amigos.”

“The party’s just begun, boys. Buckle up, this is gonna be a wild fucking ride.” You mused to them, unsure of what the future would hold with the newcomer. Though after a couple of years, you were sure you were going to hate him; that is if he’s nothing like his clone. Ender help you if he’s anything like Wilbur.

As you stared at the broken man, you couldn’t help but wonder: why did he get to go back? As far as you were concerned, psychopaths like him do not deserve a second chance at life. If anything, it should be you boarding that train. It should be you getting a second chance. He was the one that so readily threw his life away while you had yours ripped away from you.

One continuous thought was circling in your mind: why couldn’t it have been me?

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You wrung your hands together as you anxiously waited for Tommy, Ghostbur, and Friend outside of Pandora’s Vault. Ranboo and Tubbo sat next to you in the grass, giving you silent comfort with their presence. You were mainly worried for your boyfriend, his worst fear was Dream using the resurrection book on him. You had calmed him down from a panic attack prior to meeting up with the teenagers, begging him to let you go in his place. Of course, Ghostbur being the caring and brave soul he was, wove you off and ensured that he’d be okay.

When you saw someone emerging from the portal, you leapt to your feet and steadied your head on your shoulders before you examined the people emerging. Except you only saw a human and a sheep, no ghost.

Tommy looked pale and on the verge of tears as he led Friend towards you. Before he spoke, he used his sleeve to wipe at his tears.

“Hey, Tommy! How did it- where’s Ghostbur?” The enderman hybrid stretched his usually slouched back to peer at the portal, keen eyes searching for any sign of movement.

“I think he’s dead… He’s dead!”

Tubbo tilted his head and looked up at the blond in confusion, “well, yeah. He’s a ghost. Of course he’s dead.” Ranboo nodded in agreement, “yeah, he can’t die again. That just isn’t possible.”

You said nothing (not like you could in the first place, your head wasn’t connected to your body), looking into Tommy’s eyes inquisitively. They were chock full of panic, grief, and fear, staring down at the lead in his clenched hands.

“No, no you don’t understand, it’s not that he’s dead… it’s that Wilbur’s back.”

“Hold on, the Wilbur that blew up L’Manberg? That Wilbur?” Ranboo peered down at him incredulously. “Yes! C’mon, he- we gotta get to L’Manberg.”

He spun around and led Friend towards L’Manberg, walking quickly with a purpose. You, Ranboo, and Tubbo followed. You hugged your head close to your chest, your eyes peeking over your arms. It was always something you’ve done whenever you were scared or worried about something. You heard stories about Wilbur from your nephew, if the stories of his insanity terrified you, you’d hate to see the man in person.

“I was about to kill Dream, and- and Ghostbur died. Dream revived Wilbur… Fuck!” Tommy walked faster, L’Manberg far off in the distance. With one hand, you grabbed the blond’s attention and finger spelled, ‘are you serious? He’s actually gone?’

“Yes! How many times do I have to explain this?! Ghostbur isn’t with us anymore and Wilbur’s back. Wilbur’s back and we’re absolutely fucked.” He turned on his heel and resumed his beeline towards the crater in the wall. No, he couldn’t be gone. This was just a cruel prank they were pulling on you, right?

Tubbo put a comforting hand on your shoulder, giving you a small sympathetic smile. You leaned into his touch slightly and carried on, stepping into the makeshift staircase behind Tommy.

You moved your arms to cover your eyes as you stepped aside to make room for the other two teenagers. You heard a voice; it sounded exactly like Ghostbur’s voice, yet it sounded... off. You however remained hopeful and uncovered your eyes.

The man that stood there certainly wasn’t your boyfriend. Everything about him was just so wrong. The emotion in his eyes, his clothing, his smile, his stance, his hair, everything. This was a completely different person. This was Wilbur Soot.

“Hello again.” His eyes flicked around your group, his gaze lingering on you for longer than the rest. You noticed that he was staring at your neck, but that was okay. You were used to it; everybody did that. What you weren’t used to was the revulsion that flashed in his eyes. The eyes that once lovingly stared at you and reassured you that he’d love you even with your… condition were now filled with disgust.

That was what broke you, the tears that you tried to hold in came streaming out like a waterfall. Stinging pain hit you as the water worked its way through the cloth of your uniform onto your arms, leaving steam floating upwards towards the cave ceiling. You phased through Ranboo’s body and made a mad dash towards your sister’s house. You needed her, you could feel a panic attack brewing inside you. Usually you would hate to be a bother to your older sister and Ghostbur would always calm you down, but now he’s…

You pushed that thought aside and focused completely on getting to Puffy’s house in the distance. You phased through the door without a thought to knock, frantically beginning your search for Puffy.

You looked everywhere, but you couldn’t find her. Unable to cope any longer, you fell to your knees in the middle of the living room and hugged your head to your chest, your face being pushed against your uniform. Your shoulders shook with silent painful sobs, the only sound in the room being the sizzling of your skin.

Why couldn’t it have been you? It should be Ghostbur standing there in that cavern, not Wilbur. This was completely your fault, you should’ve gone instead of him. You should’ve volunteered quicker than he did, you shouldn’t have let him talk you into it with his soothing words. Now because of your complete and utter cowardice, he was stuck in the afterlife once again. You were never going to see him any time soon. Your other half was ripped away from you because of your inaction.

Between sobs, your lips repeatedly formed the same phrase: why couldn’t it have been me?

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One-Sentence Prompt #6

1. "Aren't we all a little bit crazy?"

2. "Really? Really? Do you really think I am afraid of you?"

3. "Boy, what a damn fall that one is. We're fucked!"

4. "Could you, please, please, try to keep your bag shut?"

5. "And when you discovered you had magic you didn't even think of telling us?"

6. "No. You are wrong. This is who I am."

7. "Alright, you goddamn spinach, you got yourself into a fight!"

8. "Aren't you tired of going apeshit? Don't you just want to relax and hear the sounds of the forest?"

9. "Sir, let me tell you a thing. You people are goddamn crazy."

10. "Everybody is crazy here. This a fucking psychiatric hospital, what did you want?"

11. "I think that the reason why I like it here so much is that, at least here, I can be myself."

12. "My family, you see, they are all crazy. But not crazy crazy, they are conventionally crazy, but not me. I am crazy crazy and, well, that makes me a freak in that place."

13. "Tell me, dear, what's your greatest desire?"

14. "You look like the type of men that would adopt a kid out of instinct, but would go to those parental advices group to learn how to raise said kid."

15. "Kid you not, I really thought that this was going to work."

16. "So, you are not killing me? At least not today? Great! I really need to get my PhD so I can shove it on my Uncle's face."

17. "You are my professor, right, sir? And you see me almost every single day in class, right? So, do you really think I care that you are a villain? Do you?"

18. "Really, why the hell did you choose this job? I'm sure as hell that being a mob boss is a lot less stressful than being a teacher. And a lot less work too."

19. "Dude, why the hell would any of us ever tell who you are to the police? You are the only neighbour that, unironically, we feel safe with. We would be fucked if we ever have to be babysit by Ms. Johnson ever again."

20. "I'm a teenager, mister. If I wasn't chill, I would have gone crazy a long time ago."

21. "I really love you guys, but fuck me if I don't hate you guys right now."

22. "There will always be this missing piece on your being and you only learn how to live with it in there. But you do live, wanting it or not."

23. "You are not broken, sweetie, you are simply too awesome for this world."

24. "Once my mother told me that every time you went to our house, you would ask if I did love you. And I did, I did. I do, but my type of love is the type that would bury you if it ever landed on your shoulders."

25. "Are you high? Because you look high."

26. "Yes, I am selfish. Yes, I am broken. Yes, I am cruel. I am all the things they might have said to you, but I never, for once, thought of hurting you in any way. Never."

27. "There's no thing such as good deeds in the world."

28. "Already! Enough! If this is how it has to be, then let it be!"

29. "You can call yourself a man, but I guarantee you that I am a goddess."

30. "Sweetheart, sometimes the Devil is the loudest one in the choir."

31. "Who made you feel like a burden? Tell me, please."

32. "Listen, he may be my older brother but it was that "idiot" that raised me when my mother died and my father was so drunk that he couldn't even stand. So, I don't want to know if you think that he is so evil and cruel! He is my family!"

33. "Oh, you think you are so almighty, don't you? Well, newflash asshole! You are not a god!"

34. "You are my baby, you see, you will always be my little baby."

35. "How many times I have to tell you that no matter how old you are, I can always ground you!"

36. "Listen here, you fuckin' bitch, move."

37. "What's wrong with you? Why are you like this?"

38. "Listen, baby girl, in this house is either to move or to be moved."

39. "Ahhhhhh! (S/N), help me! She is biting me!"

40. "Ohh, you punches him in the face? Right in the middle of the face? Ohhh, girl, I sure am getting you pizza tonight."

41. "I don't care you are a boy. You could be a girl, a horse or an alien, I'm still your legal guardian and you shouldn't have punched him in his junk, ok? No, even if you were justified."

42. "I'm fuckin' tired, aye? Fuckin' tired. Go to fuckin' hell, I am leavin'."

43. "Guess what? I don't care. Gather up your things and leave, I am retired."

44. "You know? I used to think that there was a big, big world out there. That it was full of wonders and life, new discoveries and joy. But, really, the more time I passed out there, the more I thought about the small things in a home. The way the light goes in by the window and reveal the world outside without letting it touch you. Sincerely... I miss my home."

45. "There's something in your smile that just makes me so relieved."

46. "You asked once what I loved in you and didn't answered back then. I will do it now. It's everything. I love everything about you, from your laugh to your anger, your sadness to your giddiness, I love everything about you."

47. "She was precious to me, yes. I raised her, after all. How could she not be precious to me?"

48. "He may not have been my biological father, but in all means of the word, he was. And you can not take that from him."

49. "We are family. No matter what happens, I love you. I love you, I love you and I love you. Now words taken back."

50. "Yeah, they may be a little bit of assholes and as mad as a hatter, but hey, they are still my family and I still love them with my full heart."

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giowritess · 4 years

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— prompt & trope list —

p r o m p t & trope l i s t — m a s t e r l i s t

— under the cut you have a compilation of prompts and tropes I’ve created and found here on Tumblr and internet.

— don’t forget to check my fandoms post to see who and what I write for!

TROPES

1. Christmas

2. New Year

3. Valentine’s Day

4. Mother’s Day

5. Father’s Day

6. Wedding

7. Arranged marriage

8. Babysitter

9. Coffee shop

10. Book store

11. Fake dating/marriage

12. Forbidden love

13. Pet store

14. Parent

15. Teacher

16. Flower shop

17. Locked in a room

18. Bed sharing

19. Stranded due to weather

20. Next door neighbors

21. Bakery

FLUFF/GENERAL/ROMANCE

1. You seem like a bad boy/girl/person type. 2. Oh my god, did you just say that out loud? 3. You expecting someone? 4.Do you need a place to stay for tonight? 5. Look at us, we’re basically a couple already. 6. Compliments won’t pay my drinks. 7. Maybe, just maybe, if I get a free drink I might consider talking to you. 8. That won’t work. Try again. 9. You couldn’t handle me even if I came with instructions. 10. Do you trust me? 11. Can I kiss you? 12. It’s lonely here without you. 13. Is that my shirt? 14. You own my heart. 15. We’re more than friends and you know it! 16. I don’t wanna sleep alone tonight. 17. It was you the whole time. 18. I can’t keep kissing strangers and pretending they’re you. 19. I’m not going anywhere. 20. You make me want things I can’t have. 21. Steal the blankets again and I’ll put my cold feet on you. 22. You’re in love with her. 23. I don’t know if I want to kiss you or shove you off a bridge. 24. Are you even listening to me?! 25. I didn’t think you could get any less romantic. 26. You make everyday worth living. 27. You’ve shown me what love feels like. 28. You’ve always felt like home. 29. I can’t imagine a world/life without you. 30. I am home. 31. I’m right where I belong. 32. Can’t you stay a little longer? 33. You’re the only one I wanna wake up next to. 34. You make me want to be better. 35. I think I’m in love with you, and that scares the crap out of me. 36. I think you’re just afraid to be happy. 37. Why haven’t you kissed me already? 38. You’re the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen. 39. I can’t stay away from you. 40. I’m better when I’m with you. 41. I tried my best not to feel anything for you, but I failed. 42. I don’t want to be alone right now. 43. I don’t trust myself around you. 44. I don’t think anyone’s ever said that to me before. 45. Can we just lie here for a moment? 46. I’ve never hated you. You just... make me feel things I don’t understand. 47. If you don’t tell me to stop, I’m going to kiss you. 48. I could get used to waking up next to you, actually. 49. Please, don’t cry. I can’t stand to see you cry. 50. You’re a terrible liar. 51. You’re the only person I want to be with tonight. 52. You’re not going anywhere. 53. You were always good for me. 54. You’re more than just a one night stand. 55. I’ve been falling in love with you since the first day we met.

ANGST & SAD

1. I can’t stand the thought of you. 2. Don’t fuck this up. 3. How stupid do you think I am? 4. You broke my heart and all you can say is sorry? 5. Don’t you dare to leave me. Not now. 6. I’m dying. There’s nothing you can do about it. 7. I’m not gonna lie. This isn’t how I planned for this to go down. 8. I can’t do the things you do. 9. I might never get another chance to say this. 10. Tell me I’m wrong. 11. How much of that did you hear? 12. I thought I could trust you. 13. Are you just going to leave me here? 14. Don’t. I don’t have to hear your pathetic excuses anymore. 15. You knew about this all along, didn’t you? 16. I still believe there’s a good person in you. 17. It was necessary. 18. I’m sorry this had to go down like this. 19. What the hell is wrong with you?! 20. Is that how little you think of me? 21. I’m too sober for this shit. 22. It’s not that easy. 23. You’re more than that. 24. She’s hot, but she’s evil. 25. Well, behaved women rarely make history, do they? 26. That’s not what I meant and you know it. 27. I have to tell you something. 28. Why am I not surprised? 29. She’s not yours. 30. There’s no us. There never was. 31. I made a mistake. 32. Please, don’t walk out that door. 33. When were you going to tell me? 34. The worst thing is, that even after all of that, I’m still in love with you. 35. Would you just shut up and listen to me for two goddamn seconds? 36. If i asked you to stay, would you? 37. I don’t know who you are anymore. 38. I trusted you. 39. Hang on. You’re gonna be okay. Keep breathing. 40. You crossed a line. 41. There’s no turning back from this. 42. I needed you, and you weren’t there.

SMUT — 18+

1. Don’t make me take you home and punish you. 2. I’ve never wanted anyone to fuck me this badly. 3. You’re more than just a one night stand. 4. Like what you see? 5. Try to stay quiet, understand? 6. We’re in public, you know. 7. I really don’t care. You still look hot and i’m trying not to kiss/fuck you senseless right now. 8. Are you sure? Once we start, i might not be able to stop. 9. Make me. 10. Stop teasing me so much. 11. You’re in trouble now. 12. First one to make a noise loses. 13. Mine. 14. Behave. 15. What did you just say? 16. Come here. 17. Watch me. 18. If you interrupt me one more time, so help me god. 19. If you insist. 20. Could he make you feel as good as i do? 21. You make a sound and its game over. 22. If i have to stop what i’m doing, you wont be able to walk for the next week. 23. I haven’t even touched you and you’re already this wet. 24. C’mere, you can sit on my lap until i’m done working. 25. What? Does that feel good? 26. If we get caught i’m blaming you. 27. We have to be quiet. 28. Tell me again. 29. Say it. 30. If you don’t like my teasing, then why are you moaning? 31. I’m gonna fuck you so hard that you forget you ever even met that asshole. 32. You better shut that pretty little mouth before i put it to work, doll. 33. I really want to kiss you right now. 34. Then do it. 35. You’re not taking me to bed. Ever. 36. Who said it had to be on the bed? 37. She may seem like lollipops and rainbows but i bet behind closed doors she’s latex and whips. 38. Ah, he’s playing hard-to-get. Thats cute. 39. Don’t fucking touch what is not yours. 40. I’m not sure if its a sexual thing or not. 41. There’s people here. 42. I don’t care what you do, just fuck me. 43. Fuck you. 44. I’m not going to touch you unless you beg. 45. You can’t tease me like that and expect not to be punished. 46. I’m gonna strangle you. 47. Is that a promise? 48. You look a bit tied up, want me to come back later? 49. Stop distracting me. 50. I know for a fact that you can be a hell of a lot louder than that. 51. Saddle up doll. 52. What are you doing in my bed?! 53. If you're going to act like a little brat then I'm going to treat you like a little brat. 54. You'd better be quiet or everyone's going to know what a naughty little slut you are. 55. Look at you, I've only started using my fingers and you're already shaking. 56. I can't wait to be on my knees for you later. 57. Oh honey, you know, you really shouldn't tease me. 58. If you keep making those sounds I'm not going to be able to stop myself. 59. Such a needy little thing, aren't you? 60. You better watch your fucking mouth. 61. I love the way you look with my fingers inside you. 62. Wanna see what I'm wearing underneath all this? 63. I wonder what your girlfriend/boyfriend would do if they knew what you were doing right now. 64. Do you know how beautiful you are? It's truly distracting. 65. If you leave the house wearing that then the second you get back home I'm going to bend you over that bed. 66. I'm gonna fuck you in front of the mirror, I want you to see how pretty you look when you're spreading your legs for me. 67. Let me show you what happens to little brats who don't follow the rules. 68. You know, there wasn't a single thing to eat in the kitchen until you walked in.

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whatifxwereyou · 3 years

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The Oncoming Storm Part 29: Into the Empty Storm

Liu Kang x Reader and Kung Lao x Reader (gonna do both, two paths!)

You have more questions than answers and are starting to think that maybe there aren't any answers. When you wake up, Chen provides you with some but maybe they aren't what you wanted to hear. You have a crisis of faith- but pick yourself back up. Change is coming.

A/N: Change IS coming, on like... Saturday. That's when the choice is! I'm letting you know now that the choice is a weird mundane choice that will change the story! Also, it's almost my birthday, and all I want is more free time to write y/n and these boys LOL. Hope you are all well. Smooches. (title is from a song called believe in nothing, i steal many titles from song lyrics)

Part 28 Part 30 Chapter Index

Your eyes fluttered open.

Your head was splitting but the stone ceiling was at least familiar.

What happened?

Everything was fuzzy. You tried sit up, but your body was too heavy and your arms too weak. Your fingers were tingling and numb, your muscles sore as if they had gone unused for weeks.

“Oh! You’re awake!” Chen’s voice came from your right, but this was not the infirmary. Your stomach was in knots and your shoulder was stiff. You sat up to greet your friend anyway, but your body objected with pain. “Whoa, whoa, hey slow down!” Chen carefully helped you lay back and then propped your head up a bit higher when you tried to sit up again. You were in your room. You hadn’t recognized it immediately.

You were confused.

“Why?” You choked out and then cleared your throat. Your mouth tasted like you hadn’t talked in just as long as your body hadn’t been used. Chen looked nervous and weary, like she hadn’t slept in just as long. “Why do I feel like this?”

“What exactly do you remember?” Chen hesitated. You closed your eyes and tried to remember how you’d gotten there.

That was right. It had been chaos.

“Everything went to hell when I touched the artifacts and…” You knitted your brow and tried to remember. “Oh, god, then Raiden tried to read me and that’s… that’s all I remember.” Your shoulder ached at the memory. There had been nothing else after that. Only pain.

“That was… Y/N, that was three days ago.” Chen braced herself for your panicked response. You stayed silent. Three days? How was that possible? It had felt like both a blink and an eternity of pain and darkness.

“What?” Your stomach dropped and it occurred to you now that there was an IV in your arm. Chen had likely been there the whole time keeping an eye on your vitals and making notes. There was a bedroll on the ground nearby as if to validate your thoughts. Why there? Why weren’t you in the infirmary? You already knew the answer.

You were too dangerous.

Three days was too long to be unconscious.

Your hands were still tingling. That was right. Raiden had shocked you because you had nearly killed Liu Kang and Kung Lao.

“Is Liu okay? Kung Lao?” Whatever had happened to you was less important.

“One thing at a time, Y/N.” Chen tried to urge you to lay back as you tried to sit up, but you shoved her hand away. “Please lay down. You need to take it easy, okay? You had… a little just… don’t panic when I say it, okay?”

“Tell me and then I’ll decide if it warrants panic or not.”

“I don’t want to make you any worse.”

“You not telling me is making it worse.”

“Just try to remember that it’s more complicated than what I’m about to say.”

“Would you just say it already?”

“You had a heart thing.”

You froze. Your ears were suddenly ringing. A heart thing? What kind of heart thing? What did that mean? You let Chen help you lay back down so you could focus on taking calm and deep breaths. Chen was checking your pulse on your wrist and watching you with concerned dark eyes.

A heart thing.

You were young! Healthy! Or at least you had been before those assholes had broken into your dojo and turned your life upside down. This wasn’t fair.

You hadn’t realized you had been holding your breath until Chen was shaking your arm to remind you to breathe. You exhaled and your lungs ached in response. They’d been deprived of too much oxygen too many times now. You finally turned back to Chen whose brow was set in a permanent line of concern.

“Are you okay?”

“You said it was more complicated. How?”

“It wasn’t a heart attack. It was a cardiac incident. You don’t… there are no blockages or anything causing it, but…”

“Isn’t it still the same thing? Heart fails?” You didn’t know much about medicine but you’d seen enough bad Korean dramas to know that the two things were similar.

“It’s different, okay? Your heart is strong, Y/N. You’ll recover. It’s just going to take a bit.”

“I am so fucking tired of my fucking body just… fucking betraying me. Fuck. Just… fuck.” You wanted to rub your hand over your face but you felt so weak that you could have screamed in frustration if you had the energy. Instead, you continued to swear beneath your breath. Chen covered her mouth and laughed, her cheeks pink. Really? That made her blush? She could make dick jokes all day long but swear words made her blush? “I can’t seem to catch a fucking break.”

“It’ll be okay, Y/N. I promise.” Chen had a rare moment of seriousness and offered your hand a comforting squeeze.

“I know.” You heaved a sigh and closed your eyes, taking a few deep cleansing breaths. “I know.” You finally calmed and were able to lift your hand enough to rub over the gauze on your shoulder. It was aching. “I just had to get it out of my system.”

“I get it.” Chen pulled your hand away from the gauze. “Careful with that, please. I’m still trying to get that thing under control and understand what it is.”

“It’s the crack from that godforsaken bell Kung Lao and I found in Japan.” You said in a mocking tone that made Chen laugh again. You should have left the damn things where they were. Things had only escalated far beyond your control since you’d gotten back. You’d felt like you’d made progress before then. “Can you help me sit up?”

“I heard that part of the story. We’re trying to figure out what kind of a connection could cause that. Raiden’s still going with curse. Going with god-curse now actually.”

“Oh. Great.” You let Chen help you sit up and then scooted back against the pillows that Chen adjusted for you. You leaned your head back against the cold stone of the wall behind the bed and breathed a sigh of relief. It had taken tremendous effort to sit upright but you felt better now that you had. If you hadn’t used your body in three days, it would take some getting used to your muscles being used again. Thankfully, it hadn’t been any longer.

“Yeah, I imagine that can’t mean anything good. He didn’t tell me much more, just that it was important to tend to it and report any changes. I don’t think I was supposed to hear everything that I did.” Chen tended to the mess of medical supplies that she had set on the floor by your desk.

“You’re good at that.”

“Sometimes being a gossip comes in handy, Y/N.”

“You didn’t answer me before. Are Liu and Lao alright?”

“Lao’s fine. Not even a scrape. He’s proud of that.” Chen smiled sympathetically. “Liu needed a few stitches but he’ll heal up in no time. He’s resilient. Doesn’t ever complain. It’s sweet how worried you are for them.” You weren’t sure that you would ever forget the way that his blood had felt splattering on your skin. You’d been the one to hurt him. He’d been trying to save you from yourself and it had backfired. He’d tell you not to feel guilty but you felt guilty, dammit. There was no way around it. They had been so angry with Raiden for pushing you but you had volunteered to do what you did. It was important even if it had been the wrong choice. You hoped they weren’t losing their minds over you being out for so long. If you had been waiting on one of them to wake up then you would have been going completely crazy.

You wanted them to be okay.

“Thank you.” You were grateful that Chen was there to reassure you and take care of your health. You guessed that Chen had probably volunteered since you were considered dangerous.

“Happy to help, Y/N.” Chen smiled sympathetically. “I’m so relieved to see you awake, I can’t begin to tell you how much. And not just because Kung Lao has been here about a hundred times. He keeps asking to come in. How you’re doing. If he could take over for me for a while. I told him that I’d let him know when you were awake and he doesn’t listen.” Chen clicked her tongue in amusement. You rolled your eyes so hard that Chen snorted. Sweet but typical of him. “Liu came by exactly once and I told him the same thing. He took my word for it. So, par for the course with those two.”

“Sounds about right.” You leaned your head back against the wall again and closed your eyes. God, this was a mess. A cardiac thing? God-curse? There was a mark on your body that mimicked the crack in a cursed object. You’d been nearly choked to death by some gross pale demon-man and you’d maimed Liu Kang. Again.

Where was the line?

Would there ever be an end to this?

Guilt.

You were so tired of guilt.

And pain.

You would gladly take the pain for the rest of your life if it meant keeping the people that you cared about safe from whatever this was. You held your head in your hands and massaged your temples.

“Don’t get in a funk about this, Y/N. You’re going to be okay. It’s going to be okay.”

“Yeah.” You didn’t argue with Chen, but you wondered if this ended in your inevitable death. It didn’t feel like things were getting better. They had escalated violently in the last few days. No matter what control you’d had over your arcana, when you lost control? You lost it to a point where it was dangerous to be around you. Was it fair for you to still be there?

You were putting them all in danger.

Was it fair to consider Liu Kang or Kung Lao’s advances when you were such a danger to them? When it suddenly felt unlikely that you would survive this?

It felt particularly cruel to connect with Kung Lao again after years of having thought he was dead. To have him back only for things to wind up like this. And for Liu Kang, a man you had an insane draw to, unlike any you had ever felt. You’d hurt him now so many times. You knew he was strong but how long until you accidentally hurt him beyond repair? Chen took some vials of blood and you felt almost instantly nauseated at the sight of it. You fanned your face and were grateful to find that your body was adjusting to being used again. Chen helped you stretch and stand and get used to your body again before helping you back down and removing the IV.

“Do you know what will make you feel better?”

“Sleep?”

“I mean, yes, but also… getting you crazy drunk and then having one of those boys come over here to take care of you.” Chen made air quotes and you whined in response. You’d almost forgotten that Chen’s brain lived only in the gutter. “You just have to pick your poison. Kung Lao or Liu Kang.”

“I know that you’re joking but I still feel compelled to tell you that’s a bad idea right now.” If you drank right now, then you would wind up a sobbing disaster of a human being wallowing in self-pity. You didn’t need that right now and neither did either of them.

No matter how you tried to push it away, you couldn’t get it out of your head that this was how you died.

It felt very unfair.

“I need to see you smile, Y/N.” Chen’s voice was dripping with concern. She clasped her hand over yours. “Please?”

“I can’t pretend to do that right now, Chen. I’m still processing that three days have gone by. I’m still processing what happened in there and what any of it could mean. This was supposed to give me answers and all I have are more questions and every fuck up is more violent than the last.”

“We’ll get your answers, Y/N. It’ll be okay. Raiden is going to find a way.”

“Yeah.” You didn’t necessarily agree. Raiden was a God. You were sure that if he knew your existence was putting them all in danger then he would do what was necessary to stop that from happening. Not that you thought that he wanted that for you. He would try to help but there was only so much anyone could do. You assumed he saw a picture bigger than just your life.

“Y/N…” Chen looked to you seriously. “I don’t like this.”

“Wow, really? Because I am having a great time.”

“What an unhealthy coping mechanism.”

“Don’t judge me. It’s working.”

“Is it though?” Chen smiled sadly. “How are you feeling?”

“Like I need to get out of bed and get used to my body again.”

“You should rest a bit longer.”

“I’ve been doing nothing but resting for three days, Chen.” You wanted to do something, anything to feel in control of your body. Chen studied you nervously but then offered you a nod. Together you worked your body just enough to help you get used to being awake and moving around. There was so little that you could control that it felt good to have something small. Chen was willing to help you even if she had tried to get you to slow down. You refused and pushed through it. You knew your limits.

You wanted to feel like yourself and break the fog hanging over you.

After some time, Chen forced you to stop and you rested your hand over your sore shoulder. You could feel your heart beating beneath it. Everything hurt but it only made you want to fight harder to get past whatever this was. You wouldn’t let it win. You wouldn’t let that thing win. It had frightened you for a few minutes and, truthfully, it still scared the hell out of you, but the fear no longer crippled you. You were determined to beat it.

You were not going to die because of this.

“What’s this?” Chen pointed to the wilting flower on the desk next to your journal. You thought that you were much like that flower now. An unfortunate parallel, you thought. Chen was cleaning up some of her medical things and putting them into a small bag after rolling up her bed.

“Just a sweet trinket.” You smiled fondly at the flower. It was pretty, even wilting.

“Liu Kang? Seems like something he would do. Finding beauty in things that are even temporary or some nonsense.”

“It does sound like him but it was actually Kung Lao.”

“Is that so?” Chen pulled out the desk chair and sat. “Can’t say that I can picture him giving anyone a flower. And no offense, but I don’t picture you as much of a flower getting kind of girl, either.”

“And exactly what kind of girl do you think I am, then?” You laughed in surprise. Chen perked up when she heard you laugh.

“You seem more like a grand-gesture kind of girl. Not really a material things girl.”

“Nice save, Chen.”

“We’re off topic. The flower. Focus, Y/N.”

“Oh, right.” You picked up the flower, twisting the stem carefully between your thumb and forefinger. It was still hanging on. There was some life left in it. Not much though. “It’s just something from when we were kids. It was the last time I’d seen him. He gave it to me before we said goodbye and then… he died. Well, at least I thought he had died. Still wrapping my brain around that one.” You set the delicate thing on the desk again.

“Yeah, that’s a big thing.”

“Off topic again though. When he returned from his errand for Raiden, he had found me another. I need to press it between the pages of the journal or something.”

“…you are talking about Kung Lao, right?” Chen seemed skeptical.

“Yes.”

“That’s ridiculously sweet. I’m having a hard time associating it with him.” Chen looked to the flower suspiciously as if she thought you were making up stories to tease her.

“Well, presumably the original flower was burned up in the fire so… it was nice of him to get me another. Not that he would have known I kept it. I guess it had been as important to him as it was to me.”

“You still had the original one?”

“Yeah. I had pressed it between the pages of my favorite book and got special paper to protect it. I hadn’t opened it in years but I assume it’s been burned to a crisp.” You felt the weight of your truth settling on your shoulders. Your life was gone. This wasn’t some crazy vivid dream that you’d eventually recover from. That life was over. There were moments where you missed the monotony but you were also grateful that it had happened to you and not to someone else. You had never fit in back home. Everyone else had belonged there. This was a better place for you.

“And you’re sure that this was Kung Lao, right?”

“I’m positive.” You laughed. Kung Lao definitely didn’t come off as sweet to most people, you realized. It was kind of adorable that it was just for you.

“You were really hung up on him, huh?”

“That’s a different life now, Chen. I thought he was dead. I cherished the little time we had.” Your ran your fingers through your messy hair. It was getting too long.

“Have you thought about going back? To see what happened?”

“I have,” you answered honestly. “But it’s a bad idea, I think. I killed people that night, Chen. And then there was the fire. They probably think that I’m dead. It’s not wrong to assume that either. Part of me died that day. I’m different. I can’t go back to being that woman and I can’t risk being seen.” You had put distance between the woman you had been and the woman you had become. You’d had to. It had been the only way to cope. “I’ve been nervous to talk about it. I can’t explain why.”

“You should probably ask Kung Lao to explain what happened.”

“Yeah, he just loves having a serious conversation. But you’re right. I’m ready to find out, I think.” Of all the crazy things that had happened in your life that one didn’t seem so crazy anymore. After what had happened in Raiden’s chamber, after maiming Liu, after having a heart thing, you could handle what had happened in your hometown.

“I didn’t quite understand the hang up that you had with Kung Lao. He’s such a… difficult man to get along with when you do what I do. But I suppose that I can see it now, knowing a bit more about the history between you two.” Chen admired the flower. “That’s a deep connection. He’s sweet to you… which I find difficult to believe so you must be special to him. Where with Liu…”

“Chen…” You turned your gaze. “Can we not talk about this right now? I know that you’re trying to make me laugh but I’m… I’m scared and my brain is having a hard time with all of this. Tomorrow, I promise, that all bets are off. You can tease me as much as you want but for right now, I need a break.”

“I get it.” Chen smiled and then got up, sat next to you on the bed, and wrapped her arms around you in a comforting hug. “I really do, Y/N.” She held you for a moment before you finally returned the hug. It felt strange to be hugged but nice. No romantic conflict involved. No stress about what it might mean. Just a hug. Comfort. You sniffled, not realizing that your eyes were misty with tears until then.

After Chen pulled back, you wiped your eyes and cleared your throat.

“This is only because you’re in such a state, Y/N. Trust me. Tomorrow? I’m back to pestering you.” Chen scolded and you smiled. “Besides, I wanted to bring up something more serious before I left anyway.”

“Oh, good. Serious with you never ends well for me.”

“It’s not anything medical. I gave you all the news there was to give for that. But with… everything that’s happened? People are starting to talk about it. I mean, they already were to an extent but more about how… scary it is.” Chen avoided your eyes and you felt a familiar and unpleasant frustration in the pit of your stomach. Gossip. “I just wanted to brace you for it. You might get some looks while you’re out and about. Raiden wouldn’t let me keep you in the infirmary just in case something happened. I’ve never seen him so worried, Y/N. It scared us a little.”

You figured Raiden was worried that you’d hurt someone and there was the confirmation. You had hurt someone. You’d hurt Liu. Three times now. You nodded in understanding. People usually feared what they didn’t understand. You were afraid of it too but you couldn’t exactly hide from what was happening. “I can’t blame him for being concerned. I hurt Liu.”

“Oh, no, Y/N.” Chen seemed surprised by your assumption. “He was worried for you, Y/N. I’m sure that our safety was part of his concern but he thought that a familiar and comforting space might help you. I think he’s worried that the heart thing was his fault.” Chen wiggled her fingers and made a sound to imitate the crack of lightning. You hadn’t considered that. You also hadn’t taken Raiden for the sentimental type. He’d come across as a fatherly man, you supposed, but your father hadn’t been sentimental so your idea of that was skewed. “I just wanted to warn you about the gossip and reassure you that it comes from a place of concern. We really like you, Y/N. You make time for us when many wouldn’t. They’re scared for you but also for themselves.”

“I get that.” You weren’t sure what to say about it. This was all too familiar. You felt so guilty that you weren’t sure how you were going to overcome it. The gossip wouldn’t help, you were sure. Your shoulder ached at the memory. It wasn’t as bad as it had been initially. Chen had briefly showed it to you while changing your bandages. It was literally a crack. “Thanks for the heads up, Chen. You’re always looking out for me.”

“I’m happy to.” Chen sounded nervous and you felt the woman’s gaze flitter from you to the door. “I’m afraid to leave you alone like this. I don’t… I feel like you’re not okay, Y/N.”

“I’m okay, Chen. I promise.” You reassured her. You knew you sounded morose. “I know I don’t sound it, but I’m okay. I’m so grateful that you were here when I woke up. You’re wonderful, even if I give you a hard time about teasing me.”

Chen smiled and offered you another quick hug. “It’s going to be okay, Y/N. You’re going to be okay. We’ll figure it out.”

“We will. I’m going to be fine.” You did your best to sound sincere. You knew that you tended to come off as sarcastic and while you weren’t feeling your best right now, you had to believe that you would be okay. Belief was an incredibly powerful thing, more so than you had ever realized before coming to Raiden’s Temple. “You can go. I promise that I’m okay.”

“I’m trusting you, Y/N. Try and take it slow today. I’ll be in and out to check in on you. I expect you to rest for a few days before going back to the crazy nonsense you’ve been up to.”

“I’ll do my best but I’m not good at sitting and doing nothing. I’m probably going to stretch a bit more before I rest for the night. Maybe take a walk. I promise that I won’t overdo it.” You bowed your head in respectful gratitude. Chen gave you one more hug before leaving you alone. After she left, you meditated and exercised. You needed to be okay.

You would keep fighting until you had nothing left.

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long-time follower of your work here, just wanted to thank you profusely for all the representation you include in your writing that's really hard to find sometimes, particularly with showing such a wide range of ages and sexualities in kink. Being grey-ace and transmasc and 29 can feel alienating as hell in online spaces (which, y'know, is kinda the only option right now) and honestly going back and reading your fics has pulled me out of more than one emotional slump in the past few months.

Oh yeah, being gray-ace and transmasc and 39 is also alienating as hell in its own way (the internet being ageist as hell unfortunately, especially in many queer mogai and fandom spaces these days) - it does suck though!

The good thing is it becomes so much easier to meet ‘your people’ as time goes on and you get to meet more and more of those people. It feels so natural to me to write like, queer folk and poly folk and kinky folk and ace folk and even if it’s not always direct representation of where I’m at because of complex reasons, it comes naturally to write characters like this because my friends and I aren’t allosexual cishet people, and we just don’t relate to those stories or narratives! So it’s like, so awesome when other folks find not only like representation they like, but also in stories they enjoy? :D

I’m sorry to hear about the emotional slumps, anon. It has been really hard lately in general, just because of isolation and less opportunities than ever to get into any kinds of spaces to meet people. It’s kind of... it can be so lonely, like, so lonely, and I really feel for those dark moments and days and weeks you go through because I know what they’re like before your friends circle sort of expands with folks who... really get it, because they occupy some of the spaces you occupy, and they aren’t assholes. But it can take time.

I didn’t have a word for my sexuality until I was around 30, because ‘asexuality’ wasn’t common around social media like 10 years ago (when I stumbled across the right definition on Tumblr and not a shit definition about amoebas self-replicating), same with realising I was nonbinary/transmasc, like I knew I wasn’t a girl, but I don’t know what I was, because I wasn’t in the right spaces to find the terminology, the acceptance, the validation etc. And then you do find those things, and you find where you belong, and then suddenly you don’t have the people you belong with, and that feels even harder like ‘I was alone before, and now it will be even harder because nonbinary ace people are more rare than like, all the allo cishets, how am I going to meet people now when I struggled so much before.’

And yet...somehow...there will be a drive in you to overcome that and people who will need you and love you as much as you’re ready to need and love them.

I’ll send you *hugs* in the meantime because I know it gets rough, I write a lot of lonely characters for a reason, y’know, but like...anyway I’m rambling, my point is that I wish for you to find your people sooner rather than later, and I have all faith that you will find them, because I didn’t find mine until my mid/late 30s, and by then I had given up, and well...they still found me. And in the meantime, take care of yourself as much as you can.

#asks and answers #personal #queer culture

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Chapter twenty: Come closer and I will rip your throat out.

Summary: Y/n and Tendou are deeply in love. Living on the other side of Tokyo now, the Monsters are still up to their old shit. They even opened a few businesses for Tax reasons. Even though it’s been almost three years later, Y/n still has never been able to understand how they have avoided the law several times. When Tendou’s Mother reappears in his life, Y/n is confused as Tendou claimed she is dead. Finding out Tendou is being forced to take over the family business by his Mother, she soon learns the truth behind Tendou’s reason he never gets in legal trouble is his family business. His mother is quick to decline Y/n as his future wife and tries to set up Tendou with someone she sees more fit. What will happen to Y/n and Tendou? What will happen to Tendou’s “family business”? What does this mean for the future of the Monsters?

TW: Blood, violence, swearing, guns, nonconsensual drugging, kidnapping, betrayal

An: I said yesterday at 5pm I was going to take a short nap… Woke up at 6:30am 😀 I slept again till 7:00am and now it’s 10:30 but here is the chapter from yesterday for this story. I will try to post more updates today sporadically.

Third person Pov

Kyotani and Matsukawa were working on some paperwork in Tendou’s office when a loud slam echoed throughout the house. Matsukawa grabbed his bat that he left by the door and started to leave the room.

He crept down the stairs to approach the kitchen. A figure stood in the dark near the fridge. They stood resting against the counter holding their side as they turned on the sink turning it on.

“Who the hell are you?” Matsukawa spoke up.

“Mattsun, is that you?”

“What the fuck?” Matsukawa hit the light switch.

“Dude, the light is way too bright.”

“Tendou you look like hell, where the fuck have you been?”

“Before the cute greetings, can you call Y/n and Shirabu in here.” He lifted up his shirt to reveal a medical pad covered in blood. “I got shot a short while ago, but I covered it and Hijacked a car.”

“Yeah shit okay,” He ran to the stairs “MAD GET SHIRABU AND Y/N, TENDOU’S HERE.” Loud stomps could be heard as Matsukawa helped Tendou lay down on the table. Suna and Kenma came down the stairs hearing Matsukawa yell.

“They both went out with Terushima to follow Hanamaki.”

“Fuck the moles hanamkai!” Tendou yelled trying to get up as Matsukawa pushed him back down. Suna picked up his phone and dialed Shirabu’s number yelling to get home now.

Kyotani sped down the stairs. “WHERE THE FUCK WERE YOU?” He screamed.

“You should ask Kohaku about that one. I can explain, first I want this fucking thing out of me.” Suna turned to Tendou.

“They said they have to get Y/n and head back now.”

Meanwhile back in the storage unit…

“Hanamaki?” Y/n crouched down beside him as she felt his forehead. Blood was pooling out under him fast. “Are you alive?”

“Run.” His voice was rough and barely audible as she tried to pull him up.

“I won’t leave you here to die. If anyone is killing you, it will be me, you asshole. I know you are the mole.” She dragged his body up, resting it up against the wall behind him.

“And here I thought you were a total badass Y/n.” She turned around and let go of Hanamaki at the sight of the person before her.

“Asahi? What the hell are you doing here?” He laughed at her question.

“You never came off as naive to me till I befriended you. I mean you never say anything about any of your friends or even your fiance, but we knew who you were.”

“Come closer and I will rip your throat out.”

“That won’t do, I need to bring you back for boss. See Hanamaki played the perfect role for us. We took his parents and when he gave us the wrong info, we killed them and led him here for the same fate, it seems he is as dumb as we assumed he was.” Asahi pulled a gun from his pocket. “Now let’s do this the easy way, unless you prefer the hard way.”

“Shoot me and I will kill you Asahi.”

“It’s cute how you think you have a choice.” He picked up the gun and shot her. She looked down at her arm as she noticed it was no ordinary gun. She now had a dart sticking into her arm as she felt herself getting drowsy. “Sweet dreams Princess.” Asahi said to her before everything went black.

Outside in the car, Shirabu had just gotten off the phone with Suna as he told Terushima. The two were now headed inside as a car sped past them.

“FUCK.” Terushima yelled as they went inside deeper. The two ran in and found Hanamaki.

“I’m sorry.” He whispered as Shirabu crouched down to him. “He- he took her.” He coughed as blood began to mix with his saliva on the floor below.

“Do we take him or leave him to die?” Shirabu asked Terushima.

“Take him. Tendou can decide. We need an answer about Y/n.” Let’s get out of here and see if we can get that car.” The two picked him up and began to head out. They tossed Hanamaki into the backseat and Terushima jumped in and started to sped off. Shirabu sat in the back patching Hanamaki to the best he could.

Before they knew it they had already arrived back at the house. Shirabu ran inside and yelled at someone to get Hanamaki. He rushed to Tendou’s side yelling orders at others to grab his medical kit from his room.

About an hour later Tendou woke up on the couch with the others sitting around the room. Hanamaki was tied to a chair properly taken care of now as Tendou sat up.

“Where is Y/n?” He asked.

“They took her, the north side did.” Terushima spoke up.

“WHAT THE FUCK!” Tendou screamed. “We have to go get her back right now.”

“As much as we all agree with that, Kenma is tracking her necklace.” Suna said.

“Her necklace? The one I gave her?” Tendou asked.

“Yes, she got Kenma to install a tracking device in it after you went missing. Kohaku didn’t trust her enough to give her any tasks over then really weird goose chases. We figured that out when she sent us to Hyogo prefecture after you indirectly.” Shirabu said.

“Don’t trust Kohaku. She was the reason I was missing for so long.”

“What happened?” Matsukawa spoke up.

“I think she is working with the north Yakuza. Haruhi has the same position as Suna over there. I found that out a day ago when I killed her and escaped her house.”

“Wait at her house? We went to her house a month ago.” Shirabu said. “Y/n punched her a few times then we left. Why the fuck were you there?”

“Torture nad brainwashing basically. Trying to break me to marry her instead of Y/n. Y/n was the only reason I held out though and now they fucking got her too. I think we need to pay a visit to Haruhi.”

“Hanamaki told us Asahi was the one that took Y/n. He was a regular with some orange haired guy at her restaurant. When Kohaku distanced all of us from her she spent a lot of time with them secretly looking for her.”

“Gosh the way I would kill you with my own hands right here if I could Hanamaki, but your use isn’t over yet. They caught on to your shitty spy act obviously.”

“I overheard them talking about Y/n at the storage unit. They have a whole unit full of guns. I can lead you there to take them.”

“No, for all we know you are a fucking spy still you piece of shit.” Kyotani spat in his face.

“So what’s the plan to get Y/n back then?” Just as he asked that, his phone went off. He picked it up as he received a photo of Terushima and Y/n hugging in his bedroom. There was another one after that looked to be the two of them kissing from the angle of the shot. He looked up to Terushima.

“You better have a good explanation or you are fucking dead Yuuji.”

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ASK EVENT Open until July 31st

Hello people. I am just throwing this event out there to help bring more activity to my blog. I will be giving a list of prompts that you can pick from. Here is the list of my rules and characters I will write for. this event will be open for a month. It will be closed after July 31st

Most of the prompts are NSFW. So minors don't interact. There can be multiples of the same prompt. That's ok. Combos of prompts are ok too.

Prompts:

1. "Don't make me take you home and punish you."

2. "I never wanted anyone to fuck me this badly."

3. "You're not going out in that outfit."

4. "Don't give me that look."

5. "You're more than a one-night stand."

6. "Would you just shut up and kiss me already?"

7. "You want me to give you your book/phone/ item back? Make me."

8. "Like what you see?"

9. "Try to stay quiet, understand?"

10. "We're in public, you know?"

11. "I didn't know you were so sensitive."

12. "Don't be so brought, there can't be any marks."

13. "I really don't care. You still look hot and I'm trying to kiss/fuck you senseless right now."

14. "Are you sure? Once we start, I might not be able to stop."

15. "No, I'm supposed to be making you feel good."

16. "Make me."

17. "Stop teasing me so much."

18. "You're in trouble now."

19. "Take off your clothes."

20. "I'm waiting."

21. "First one to make a noise loses."

22. "Mine."

23. "We can't do that here!"

24. "Behave."

25. "What did you just say?"

26. "Come here."

27. "Watch me."

28. "I don't want to hear your excuses anymore."

29. "If you can't sleep... then how about we have sex?"

30. "Put that thing away!"

31. "Don't kink shame me." (Add what kink you want the character to have please.)

32. "If you interrupt me one more time, so help me God."

33. "I'm going to put clothes on before you say anything else."

34. "Tell me what you want."

35. "Bite me."

36. "If you insist."

37. "Could he make you feel as good as I do?"

38. "You're n-not, um, w-wearing anything under that, are you..?"

39. "Are you trying to turn me on or are you just that oblivious?"

40. "You fucking taste like candy."

41. "The only way you're getting off is on my thigh."

42. "You make a sound and it's game over."

43. "Just let me finish this/ this level and I swear I will go down on you until you cum three times."

44. "If I have to stop what I'm doing, you won't be able to walk for the next week."

45. "I could just push your bikini bottoms to the side, no one will notice."

46. "I haven't even touched you and you're already this wet."

47. "Were you just masturbating?"

48. "U-uh...no, I was just..."

49. "Want some help?"

50. "Shut up."

51. "Why don't you come over here and make me."

52. "You're so fucking hot when you're mad."

53. "We're not just friends and you fucking know it."

54. "C'mere, you can sit on my lap until I'm done working."

55. "What? Does that feel good?"

56. "I'm not jealous! It's just... You're mine!"

57. "If we get caught, I'm blaming you."

58. "We have to be quiet."

59. " Tell me again."

60. "You have no idea how much I want you."

61. "Say it." ( This is another 'choose the kink' option)

62. "If you don't like my teasing, then why are you moaning?"

63. "Wow, I didn't realize you were that... flexible."

64. "I'm gonna fuck you so hard that you forget you even met that asshole."

65. "You better shut that pretty little mouth before I put it to work, love."

66. "I think that's the first time I've heard you moan... It was like a fucking melody."

67. "I really want to kiss you right now."

68. "Then do it."

69. "You're not taking me to bed, ever."

70. "Who said it had to be on the bed."

71. "She may seem like lollipops and rainbows but I bet behind closed doors, she's latex and whips."

72. "Ah, he's playing hard to get. That's cute."

73. "For the love of fuck."

74. "Yep, that's me. I love to fuck."

75. "How do I look?"

76. "Would you reconsider if I was sober?"

77. "I'm sure I can get some kind of sexual gratification just from staring at him if I try hard enough."

78. "Don't fucking touch what isn't yours."

79. "You don't need to cover up the bruises/hickeys."

80. "I'm not sure if it's a sexual thing or not."

81. "We're.......Just friends."

82. "Friends don't do this kind of shit!"

83. "How quickly can you cum?"

84. "There's people here."

85. "I know."

86. "I don't care what you do, just fuck me."

87. "Fuck you."

88. "I'm up for it if you are."

89. "Don't ruin the sofa."

90. "I'll just have to cum inside you then."

91. "Stop dancing like that of I'm going to cum my pants."

92. "I'm not going to touch you unless you beg."

93. "You can't tease me like that and expect not to be punished."

94. "I'm gonna strangle you."

95. "Is that a promise?"

96. "You look a bit tied you, want me to come back later?"

97. "Stop distracting me."

98. "Were you touching yourself?"

99. "I know their stuffed animals but doesn't it feel weird? It's like they're watching us."

100. "That's probably the faster I've ever done that."

101. "Please, remind me again why we're having sex behind a tree."

102. "I know for a fact that you can be a hell of a lot louder than that."

103. "We've been at it like rabbits, How are you still horny?" (ABO ish ask)

104. "It was so worth the injury though!?

105. "Saddle up, love."

106. "Did you just look me up and down and then bite your lip? 'Cause If you did, we're having sex. Right not."

107. "Your ass is going to be seven different shades of red after that little stunt."

108. "God dammit, now all i can think about is you licking my cock like that ice cream cone."

109. "If I have to pull over, you won't be able to walk for the next week."

110. "Do you think they can hear us through the tent?"

111. "Yes we can."

112. "WHAT ARE YOU DOING IN MY BED?"

Tagging: @i-panic-at-the-disco

#Yall try to find the bundle prompts #admin writes #ask me #I swear most of these are meant to be written in a bundle.#Bnha asks #Its hot and i'm bored.

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More Than Meets the Eye #29 - The One Where Everyone Gets Super Shiny

Our issue opens up with Swerve laying down the Story So Far in the Exposition Dimension.

Fantastic, you funky little man.

If Swerve looks like he’s been tossed through the car wash a few dozen times, it’s because this is where our new colorist comes in! Everyone, please say hello to Joana Lafuente- known for her love of gradients and attention to light sources, this actually isn’t the first time we’ve run into her. Lafuente worked on colors for several issues of The Transformers (2009), Last Stand of the Wreckers #3, and a few issues of MTMTE Season 1. However, she was matching the styles of her co-colorists on a majority of these, so we haven’t seen her style properly until now.

Getting into the story proper, Cyclonus is busying himself with staring out the window at a PNG of space, as he is wont to do, when he hears the tell-tale sound of tires squealing down the hall towards his room. Oh, goodness, whoever could that be?

Nearly forgot about him, didn’t you? Yeah, it’s a little difficult to follow up on things like a character’s recovery from a horrific disease when you’ve got comic event contract obligations to deal with.

After getting tackled by Tailgate, who reminds us all about the time he stuck his dirty little fingers into a dude’s brain meat, Cyclonus takes the little nerd on a walk through the ship.

You’re not going to convince me to reread “Dark Cybertron”. I don’t care how much of a marshmallow you are, it’s not happening.

They’re passed by Megatron and a bunch of crew members carrying that coffin we saw at the end of last issue down the corridor, Tailgate has a moment, and we get a taste of Cyclonus’ distaste for the Autobots as a whole. Tailgate is mildly offended by this, as he gropes his chest in distain, showing off his shiny new Autobot badge- a gift for not dying a terrible, gruesome death.

Good job, Tailgate. Proud of you.

They’re also passed by an absolutely blitzed Jackpot and Mainframe, the former singing Tailgate’s Tyrest-stopping praises as the latter carts him over to the Medibay to deal with the almost alcohol poisoning he’s got going on. Cyclonus remarks that Tailgate was missed, though Tailgate can’t help but wonder if that’s really true.

Y’all like slowburn romance, right? Because these two dumbasses have been roommates for two years, and we’ve just gotten to the point where physical contact can happen without one of them needing to be dying.

Anyway, it’s been a good day for Tailgate so far. Let’s hope it stays that way for the little dude.

...And that’s a series wrap on Tailgate! Let’s give him a hand, folks!

Hopping back in time to Megatron’s trial, things get underway, as Optimus Prime takes a nap in the judge’s bench as Gripper- whose name you don’t need to remember, as he’s not actually important- tells everyone about how brutal the Decepticon Justice Division is, even to Autobots. Which isn’t really supposed to be their deal, given their, y’know, name, but I suppose nobody’s perfect.

Up in the stands, in an… opera box, I guess? Rodimus is watching the proceedings, when Atomizer walks in. Which I guess you can just do in a Cybertronian court case. Sure.

Atomizer, in case you forgot, is the dude who has a bow and arrow, and used to be an interior designer.

Say, didn’t Whirl has a bow and arrow in the last issue when he attacked Megatron? Mighty curious, that.

Rodimus and Atomizer briefly reflect on the DJD, recalling the horror that was Vos- not that Vos, the other one. Rodimus would really just rather this all be over with so the Lost Light can get back to finding the Knights of Cybertron, and it’s at this point that Atomizer breaks out a thing he really ought not have- the count for the vote on whether or not Rodimus should stay on as captain. Rodimus doesn’t want to look at it, because it was supposed to be anonymous for a reason, and tells Atomizer to destroy the list entirely.

Hm, that’s not a terribly determined face there, Rodimus.

Back in the present, specifically in Swerve’s, Groove is threatening to break Streetwise’s arm, as we get the downlow on just what exactly our Legislator buddy’s deal is. Turn’s out, Swerve got one of the things reprogrammed, so that he follows not the Autobot Code, but something else entirely.

Hey, Swerve?

I don’t expect you to know this, because I don’t think you were present when they revealed this information to the readers, but… your new bouncer is made of people. He’s a dude made of other dudes, namely the Circle of Light. There’s a chance that you reprogrammed a sentient being, my good bitch.

Anyway, Swerve’s in a fucking mood because his shoulder hurts, someone’s stealing his shit, and Megatron has joined the narrative. Over at a nearby table, Skids, Nautica, and Riptide take a gander at the tabloids. Trailcutter, who is positively smashed, to the point where he’s just leaking booze out of his face like it’s his job, isn’t terribly interested in that, however.

What an astute observation, Riptide. And people say you’re stupid!

Trailcutter wants to drink some more, because it’s very likely he’s got a problem, but the mention of “Megatron’s super fuel” makes him feel like it’s time to stop hounding Swerve and start performing crimes.

Back during the trial, we get to Starscream’s testimony. He’s wearing his crown. He’s acting like a self-righteous asshole, as he defends Megatron.

Well, “defend” in the technical, legal sense, I suppose.

But really it’s more about him insulting Megatron’s intelligence, strength, and courage, in front of a LOT of people, while also trying to make himself look better in the war crime department. Megatron doesn’t appreciate this very much, if his murder-face is anything to go by.

Megatron lets Ultra Magnus (his defender, if you’ll recall) know that he wants a private word, and court goes into a brief recess.

Back in the present, Nightbeat’s busy looking at a pin-up of Rung’s alt-mode, when someone knocks on his door. That someone is Chromedome, who’s trying to solve the mystery of The Missing Declaration of Love. Not that he says that specifically out loud.

You two were married, why- okay. No point in yelling at this digital copy of a comic book.

Anyway.

So, the whole screaming thing only happened the one time, and everything was back to normal on subsequent plays of Rewind’s message. Nightbeat seems to be leaning towards the depressive isolating getting to Chromedome, which Chromedome responds to by telling him to get the fuck out. Alas, someone’s blocking the door!

YO WHAT THE FUCK-

Back with Trailcutter’s subplot, our drunken friend is in the middle of breaking into the Medibay. Our trio of cool-colored pals watch him from back at the bar, by way of a laptop that looks like it was built the same year I was born.

As Trailcutter attempts to commit a crime, Megatron, Ultra Magnus, and Ratchet pass by, trying to figure out how to handle the whole coffin situation. Trailcutter’s about to punch the locks off a door, and Nautica decides that this is where she’s going to draw the line today, leaving the gaggle of fools to their shenanigans. Then Tailgate glomps Skids, throwing the computer to the ground and breaking it, as Trailcutter finds the door to the Medibay magically open.

If you don’t know what glomping is, there’s a 60% chance that you’re not old enough to vote in the US.

Trailcutter sneaks into the Medibay, we get a reminder that Ambulon is super dead, and Trailcutter commits theft from a food bank. What a guy.

This is the point where security shows up, armed with a great deal of guns, one of which is Megatron himself. Trailcutter, instead of feeling super powerful, actually feels positively awful after consuming Megatron’s rations of “super fuel”. Because he, as an Autobot, doesn’t want to be within 50 yards of Megatron, Trailcutter breaks out the forcefields the moment the guy approaches him. And oh, what a doozy this one is.

Trailcutter’s gotten himself a fancy new trick- this forcefield he’s broken out lasts for a solid half-hour, and he can’t turn it off. I’m sure that won’t bite him in the ass at any point in the near future, no-siree!

Back in the past, Rattrap is commending Starscream on playing the field and getting the public slightly more on his side, but Starscream’s too busy patting himself on the back to really pay attention. He knew damn well that Megatron wouldn’t like what he had to say on the stand, and now things are finally looking up for ol’ Screamer.

Over with Optimus Prime, Slamdance is showing off how the general public is really into this whole “folks being held accountable for their actions” thing.

In the present, Chromedome and Nightbeat seem to have remembered they have alt-modes and are driving down the hall back to Nightbeat’s room- wonder what the speed limit for the Lost Light is?- and discuss just what the hell happened. The current theory is that the Rewind they saw was a Data Ghost- a collection of information so dense, it had a not-quite-physical presence that wasn’t 100% removed when he died.

Which is a little fucked up, but let’s see where this goes.

Nightbeat undoes the 40,000 locks on his door while Chromedome bleeds guilt all over the shag carpet over the fact that he hasn’t been looking for Dominus Ambus like he said he would.

C’mon James, gimme that Chromedominus endgame.

Nightbeat finally opens the door to find a small problem.

Hm. That’s… not normal.

Over in the Medibay, Trailcutter’s bubble has burst, allowing Megatron to slap him in the back of the head. This head-slapping induces his FIM chip permanently, making it so that he can never get drunk again.

Weird party trick, Megatron. Kinda shitty, really.

Megatron then gives Trailcutter the job of director of security, because he needs direction in his life. Trailcutter just sort of takes what he’s given, because I suppose you can’t really argue with a guy who can literally slap you sober, and also threatens to destroy you if you fuck up even once. Nice, Megs. Nice.

MEGATRON THAT’S BEEN SITTING LIKE THAT FOR OVER HALF AN HOUR YOU FUCKING WET NOODLE

So, since there’s mystery juice all over the floor and no one’s died, Megatron assumes that the coffin ought to be fine to crack open.

Please note that Megatron is not a medical professional, and his views are now peer reviewed by medical professionals. Megatron is in no way endorsed by the WHO.

Anyway, Rodimus is in there.

Pretty fucked up.

Back in the past, recess is over, and Ultra Magnus comes bearing bad news- Megatron wants to change his plea to “innocent.” This gets about the reaction one would expect from just about anyone.

Well, except Rodimus, who’s too busy reading that list that he wanted destroyed. He’s very sad about it.

I know, what a bummer!

#transformers #jro #MTMTE #world shut your mouth #issue 29 #maccadam #Hannzreads #text post #long post #comic script writing

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binxyu · 3 years

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All prompts are not mine and have been selected from these accounts: @/hellsdemonictrinity, @/scvrllet, @/promptedintowriting, @/a-cure-for-writers-block, @/imagination-of-a-melted-bitch, @/aurorasillusion, @/promptfairy, @/palettes-and-prompts, and @/justforshitsandcackles. To request one, send me one-three prompts and which member from bts, stray kids, ateez, or the boyz you want in my ask box!

ACCEPTING REQUESTS CURRENTLY

「NSFW」

1. “Are you mad at me?” / “Other than the fact I haven’t seen any action in a while, no, I’m absolutely fine.”

2. “Stop talking and take off your clothes” / “Why would you say that?! I tried so hard to make you happy and now you’re- your hands are distracting me.”

3. “I can’t believe you just sucked me off in an alleyway” / “I can’t believe you let me.”

4. “Do I look like I’m messing around? Do I look like I won’t punish you?”

5. “Move an inch and you won’t be coming tonight.”

6. “We’re really going to fuck here? What if someone sees us?”

7. “Hands behind your back.”

8. “Open your mouth for me, baby.”

9. “Beg for it.”

10. “Be a good girl/boy for mommy/daddy.”

11. “I’m going to fucking ruin you.”

12. “You’re so in for it when we get home.”

13. “You can take it, you’ve done it before.”

14. “Suck on my fingers.”

15. “You look so good with my hands around your neck.”

16. “Keep your eyes open, look at me, baby.”

17. “Look how good you take it.”

18. “My baby, you did so well.”

19. “Swallow. All of it.”

20. “Come one more time for me, I know you’ve got it in you.”

21. “I don’t care if it takes all night, you will submit.”

22. “I want to see you, want to watch you come.”

23. “Enough, please, I can’t take anymore!”

24. “What makes you think I’m going to fuck you?”

25. “Spread your legs for mommy/daddy, I want to see you.”

26. “Do you need to use your safeword, darling?”

27. “Do you know what happens when you misbehave?”

28. “Shall we put that mouth to better use?”

29. “You’re going to come untouched, do you understand?”

30. “I want it. I want to taste you.”

31. “Won’t you help me? Please?”

32. “Oh, baby, you’re drooling everywhere.”

33. “It’s my thigh or nothing, I’m not helping you get off.”

34. “I want you so bad.”

35. “You seem more sensitive than usual.”

36. “No one has even touched me like this, fuck.”

37. “Turn over, baby.”

38. “Again! Please, again!”

39. “Touch yourself.”

40. “I said I’d take care of you, did you think I wouldn’t follow through on that?”

41. “I don’t want anyone else. No one else can make me feel like you do.”

42. “I know, baby, I know. I’m right here, just breathe.”

43. “So good for me, look at how much you came.”

44. “Shh, just look at me, baby.”

45. “Where did this attitude come from?”

46. “You like it that much, hm?”

47. “God, you love it like this, don’t you?”

48. “Don’t tease me.”

49. “You know I’m holding back from fucking you over this kitchen counter, don’t push your luck.”

50. “I need you. I need you both, right now.”

51. “You know, I could always get you off right here, right now.”

52. “I can be good, so good! I swear!”

53. “Do you wonder what it is that makes me scream?”

54. “We have to make this quick.”

55. “You’re easy to please.”

56. “Why are you being so gentle with me? I like it when you’re rough.”

57. “Does it make you nervous when I stare?”

58. “It’s hot when you talk back.”

59. “You’re so messy.”

60. “Your thighs are shaking so much.”

61. “Be good for me and I’ll untie you.”

62. “Quiet, baby, the others will hear.”

63. “I had this dream and- fuck- you couldn’t keep your hands off me.”

64. “I was good while you were gone! I didn’t even touch myself.”

65. “I never thought I’d hear you say that, fuck, that’s hot.”

66. “You’re still horny? Didn’t I fuck you hard enough last night?”

67. “I’ve never wanted anyone to fuck me this badly.”

68. “You’re more than just a one night stand.”

69. “Would you just shut up and kiss me already?”

70. “Don’t be so rough. There can’t be any marks.”

71. “I really don’t care. You still look hot and I’m trying not to fuck you senseless right now.”

72. “I’m waiting.”

73. “First one to make a noise loses.”

74. “Mine.”

75. “What did you just say?”

76. “I don’t want to hear your excuses anymore.”

77. “Don’t kink shame me.”

78. “If you interrupt me one more time, so help me god.”

79. “Could he make you feel as good as I do?”

80. “Are you trying to turn me on or are you really just that oblivious?”

81. “Just let me finish this level and I swear I’ll go down on you until you cum at least three times.”

82. “If I have to stop what I’m doing, you won’t be able to walk for the next week.”

83. “Want some help?”

84. “You’re so fucking hot when you’re mad.”

85. “We’re not just friends and you fucking know it.”

86. “Come here, you can sit on my lap until I’m done working.”

87. “What? Does that feel good?”

88. “If we get caught I’m blaming you.”

89. “If you don’t like my teasing, then why are you moaning?”

90. “I’m gonna fuck you so hard that you forget you ever even met that asshole.”

91. “You’re not taking me to bed. Ever.” / “Who said it had to be on the bed?”

92. “She may seem like lollipops and rainbows but I bet behind closed doors she’s latex and whips.”

93. “Ah, he’s playing hard-to-get. That’s cute.”

94. “For the love of fuck.” / “Yep, that’s me. I love to fuck.”

95. “Don’t fucking touch what is not yours.”

96. “Fuck you.” / “I’m up for it if you are.”

97. “Don’t ruin the sofa.” / “I’ll just have to cum inside you then.”

98. “I’m gonna strangle you.” / “Is that a promise?”

99. “You look a bit tied up, want me to come back later?”

100. “I know for a fact that you can be a hell of a lot louder than that.”

101. “We’ve been at it like rabbits, how are you still horny?!”

102. “Did you just look me up and down and then bite your lip? Cause if you did we’re having sex. Right now.”

103. “Your ass is going to be seven different shades of red after that little stunt.”

104. “Damn it, now all I can think about right now is you licking my cock like it’s that ice cream cone.”

105. “What are you doing in my bed?!”

106. “How do you feel about adding another person to the mix?”

107. “Are you sure that’s what you want? I could really hurt you.”

108. “I don’t care how good it feels. You better not cum until I tell you to.”

109. “Look, I’m not into choking but I wouldn’t mind if you grabbed me by the neck every once in a while.”

110. “When I get home I expect you to be undressed and waiting on all fours for me.”

111. “Are you wearing my shirt?”

112. “Is that it? Do you want me to fill you up with my babies?”

113. “Such a needy little thing, aren’t you?”

114. “Maybe I should get you a collar so you don’t forget who you belong to.”

115. “Did I say you could stop?”

116. “You keep acting like a little brat and I’ll take you over my knee right here, I don’t care how many people are watching.”

117. “Is that a tattoo?”

118. “I’m gonna fuck you in front of the mirror, I want you to see how pretty you look when you’re spreading your legs for me.”

119. “Maybe I should leave you like this, that way anyone who wanted to use you could have a go with you. Would you like that?”

120. “I wanna fuck you right against the glass so everyone can see how good you take it.”

121. “You know, you look real pretty when you cry.”

122. “I think I like you better with a gag in your mouth.”

123. “Mmm, good morning to you too.”

124. “Come on, take it all on your own like a good little pet.”

125. “It’s okay, honey, you can pull my hair as hard as you want while I’m between your legs.”

126. “Be a good girl/boy and do what I tell you.”

127. “I think you forgot to lock the door. That means anyone could walk right in and see you like this.”

128. “I see the gift I got you fits well.”

129. “You know, there wasn’t a single thing to eat in the kitchen until you walked in.”

130. “Call me selfish, but I don’t ever want anyone else to touch you.”

「SFW」

1. “You don’t have to hide your tears from me.”

2. “I will always believe in you.”

3. “Just listen to my heartbeat, okay?”

4. “Please, just hold me.”

5. “I never stopped loving you.”

6. “Don’t worry. I’ll protect you.”

7. “Shh, it was just a nightmare. You’re safe.”

8. “You’re not alone. You’re stuck with me forever. Sorry.”

9. “Stop apologizing, okay? I’ve already told you I’ve forgiven you a hundred times now.”

10. “Nobody knows you the way that I know you.”

11. “We can’t do this.”

12. “You’re telling me we accidentally got married?”

13. “All I ever wanted was you.”

14. “Don’t worry, I’ve been arrested before. I’ll get us out of this.”

15. “After this is over, feel free to lose my number.”

16. “Oh, so I’m the bad guy?”

17. “Do me a favor and stop asking questions.”

18. “Love is a lie.”

19. “You couldn’t even pay me to say something nice about them.”

20. “Why do I love you so much?”

21. “I should have never trusted you.”

22. “You’re an absolute fucking joke.”

23. “I won’t cry for yesterday.”

24. “I’m sorry. I just don’t love you anymore.”

25. “The world taught me to hate myself and for a while, with you, I was learning to love myself. Then you up and left and I realized I’m more fucked up than I thought.”

26. “You love me? How do you say you love someone and then leave them?”

27. “I loved you. Loved being the key word there.”

28. “Squeeze my hand... no, no, no stay with me, squeeze my hand.”

29. “I let you in. I shared my deepest secrets with you, told you everything you wanted to know. I trusted you and you went and told them everything!”

30. “Wait! I didn’t mean that. Please come back.”

31. “I know you love me. I don’t know why, but I know you do and I can’t keep lying. I don’t love you. I don’t and I’m telling you this because keeping up this lie is only hurting you more.”

32. “I’m tired of hiding, okay? I love you and I want the world to know.”

33. “I’m not going to lie. I live for the way you have to stand on your tippy-toes to kiss me.”

34. “Why didn’t you just tell me? I’ve liked you for the longest time... you have no idea.”

35. “I’m sorry, it’s just when you’re talking about something you’re passionate about you get this big smile on your face and the area around your eyes crinkle and you start to jump in your seat a little... sorry, it’s just something I noticed... go on.”

36. “I was given one wish and I wished for you to love me.”

37. “Dude, she’s got you so whipped! Have you ever noticed when she starts to talk you completely zone out, and get this goofy smile on your face?”

38. “Hold on, can you hold this?” / “Babe, this is your hand.”

39. “I want to kick your ass. My stomach is so swollen that I can’t even reach my toes!”

40. “I don’t think the baby is going to like your dad jokes no matter how many you whisper against my stomach.”

41. “You just keep acting like everything’s fine! It’s not fine!”

42. “I know you hate me, but you should hear yourself. You sound just like him, you sound just like your father.”

43. “Nothing you do will fix things, no amount of money will turn back time.”

44. “Thank you for ruining my life, I know exactly the kind of person I don’t want to become now.”

45. “I would rather die than be the person who climbs into bed with you at the end of the night.”

46. “Don’t pretend there’s more than years of pure hatred here.”

47. “We were never in love, we were simply caught up in a nightmare that felt like a dream.”

48. “And if I die, I swear, I’ll crawl out of my grave just to ruin your life.”

49. “You should’ve just killed me. I could’ve just been a nameless body in an abandoned cemetery. You could’ve just set me free.”

50. “I refuse to keep being a pawn in your game. This has to end.”

51. “You never let me go. That’s why you’re miserable.”

52. “So, none of it was real? You didn’t mean any of it?”

53. “Have you ever thought that maybe you’re the problem? All these people keep leaving and you keep acting surprised.”

54. “It could’ve been worse. We could’ve fallen in love.”

55. “Can we start over?” / “From where? We were doomed from the beginning.”

56. “Are you going to leave me?” / “You know that neither of us want that.”

57. “You should think things through before you say them aloud.” / “Where’s the fun in that?”

58. “You could try and sleep it off?” / “I don’t think that will change the fact that I’m carrying your child. Sorry.”

59. “Give me a kiss before you go.” / “I know this is all for show, but do we really have to be this domestic?”

60. “Why do you have to look at me like that? It’s making me weak. Please stop.”

61. “It this the moment that we kiss?”

62. “I’m asking because I’ve seen the way you look at me.”

63. “Every time I look at you, I think I fall a little more in love.”

64. “I think you need to tell me the truth about how you feel towards me.”

65. “Please come home, this doesn’t feel right.”

66. “I think we need to talk about the fact that I’m in love with you and also that I’m pregnant.”

67. “I know you think we aren’t right for each other, but we’ve run into each other too many times for you to tell me that this isn’t fate.”

68. “People like me aren’t supposed to have someone like you. I think fate was being harsh on you.”

69. “I want to spend the little time I have left with you and only you.”

70. “Thank you for loving me, I couldn’t have been more lucky.”

71. “You were never the person I wanted, but you were the only one I ever needed.”

72. “I don’t know how you’ve put up with me for this long, but I love you for it.”

73. “They told me that you’d break my heart but, holy shit, they never said it’d feel like this.”

74. “I just want you to be happy, even if your happiness doesn’t include me, I just want you happy.”

75. “I could never not love you.”

76. “Kiss me and promise me a forever.”

77. “You know we’re meant to be.”

78. “You’re staring again.”

79. “I’m going to marry you one day.”

80. “You’re seriously like a man-child.”

81. “What do you have behind your back?”

82. “Not to toot my own horn or anything, but the dog loves me more.”

83. “No, I’m not letting you go. It’s too early to get out of bed.”

84. “I’m not going to stop poking you until you give me some attention.”

85. “No, like... it’s just that I can’t believe you’re actually wearing my clothes.”

86. “Can you stop playing connect the dots with my freckles?”

87. “Are you planning to stay glued to my side the whole day?”

88. “You snuck into my room, at 4 am, to cuddle?”

89. “This is gonna sound cheesy but... I love when you’re half asleep and talking nonsense.”

90. “What? No! I wasn’t staring... I was looking at something behind you!”

91. “Because I love you god damn it!”

92. “I love you. You enormously stubborn pain in the ass.”

93. “I heard that!” / “You were supposed to!”

94. “Somehow, I always seem to end up here. With you.” / “Soulmate shit. It’s hardcore as hell.”

95. “Please hold me. It’s been a day.”

96. “My heart hurts when I see you and I find myself drunk on the pain.”

97. “I would give up everything for the chance to see your laugh again.”

98. “My hand was made to fit into yours. That’s all there is to it.”

99. “It was a matter of time before we got together.”

100. “Is that my shirt?” / “You mean our shirt?”

101. “You’re an idiot.” / “But I am your idiot.”

102. “You took all the pillows so I’m using you as one.”

103. “You come here often?” / “Well, considering I work here, yes.”

104. “You made me a better person. Thank you.”

105. “Why are you scared of loving?”

106. “I told you to take care of yourself.”

107. “I’m leaving.” / “Of course you are. That’s all you know how to do.”

108. “But it’s my fault, right?”

109. “I don’t want to feel this. I want to be numb again.”

110. “I can’t lose you.” / “You already did.”

111. “Maybe they were right. You never did change.”

112. “You win, happy?”

113. “When did you stop loving me?”

114. “You just threw four years of friendship out the window.”

115. “Sorry doesn’t fix everything.”

116. “Give me one reason why I shouldn’t leave.”

117. “You want to play pretend? Well, two can play at that game.”

118. “Did you know that you talk in your sleep?”

119. “You always do this.”

120. “Is the weight of your sins too heavy?”

121. “I didn’t know where else to go.”

122. “Why don’t you just google it?”

123. “You’re a terrible liar.”

124. “This isn’t over.”

125. “Where am I?”

126. “What we have is special.”

127. “Hey, are you still awake?”

128. “Your hands are so cold.”

129. “Your heart is pounding.”

130. “Do you feel deja vu when you’re with her?”

#binxyu #prompt list #dialogue list

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smndragon · 2 years

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Hii! I would also like to request a reading from you.

29 What my fs exes would say about them and why?

Honestly this question is very intriguing. I have never seen someone doing this.

Thankuu for your time!!💕

I see a redhead involved here somewhere. Possibly either one of their lovers or them it’s undetermined. Possibly might even be both lol but I get feminine energy from their ex. This person thinks they’re a bum asshole ngl.💀 hell it’s so hard to think of what standpoint they exactly are on or the relationship between them but yeah they definitely have a grudge. I feel your fs might’ve broken something of theirs. They feel like your fs also really intruded into their private and personal space. Possibly something surrounding their own exes. I see a broken picture frame and that their room looks messy and barged into. There’s a real jerk face of a vibe from your fs. A jealous and possessive one. They might not intend to always be rude and prudish in relationships, this may even be all they know. I get that these two have known each other since their childhood. Randomly got poly vibes from your fs. Their ex feels very close to them emotionally, a understanding they will never shake off and try to respect. But they feel wronged in this relationship between them. So strongly that they really couldn’t stand being with them anymore. I hear them yelling at your fs and pushing them out of their home. Yeah, this relationship is really rough.

Your fs fees like this person is all they have. The person on the other hand feels the same yet is so ready to move on in their life and do something they want to that they feel held back by your fs’ need to stay home and where they are. Not wanting to get rid of that home they grew up around and in.

Suicide mentions warning!

It’s possible their ex may have had some serious thoughts about suicide and contemplating. This could be the thing they want to do. Your fs tried to help but honestly they weren’t doing much. They just needing something with them, they had no real way to help and only used ‘I’ll be alone.’ Or their abandonment issues to keep their ex there. They might’ve lost a really close friend from an accident or suicide also and their lives just never were the same. It could’ve even been a poly relationship that was some kind of promise. Like ‘if we’re all alone let’s just be together.’ And everyone agreed.

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This relationship is just super toxic. They aren’t completely rid of each other though. Still in each other’s lives as friends. The broke bits feel to them all they have left.

This is really how I see the rest of any relationship they had going. I don’t think they had many. They have this pretty boy smoker look to them, but the frustrating past and aura around them kind of drove others away. They only have about 3 or 2 people they talk to everyday at most and not much else.

I don’t think there’s much here for you two. I think you’re not in the best state to receive this person, and it could even end in divorce. Im sorry if this didn’t seem like the kind of reading you wanted but I can’t say this will be a completely happy relationship. When you meet and start to be together you may be traveling to somewhere in the uk or Finland. You may feel at the time you’re ready to help and give yourself to help them but they kind of really stay repetitive. On and off. Too much for you to handle.

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sasa-gay-yo · 3 years

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~ 200 Follower Special ~

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To thank you all for following and loving my writing, I have complied a list of prompts, timelines, genres, and characters to write a small drabble for each request! Please don’t be shy and request to your hearts desire! My requests are open to all!

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How - To

1. Pick a character + timeline + genre + prompt

2. Send me a request with the numbers (when applicable) in this order, and then add any details you want on!

Example: 1 - Aot-Verse - 3 - 28 (details go here)

3. All will be posted under the tag #sasa200

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Characters

1. Eren Jaeger

2. Mikasa Ackerman

3. Armin Arlet

4. Levi Ackerman

5. Erwin Smith

6. Hange Zoe

7. Jean Kirschtein

8. Conny Springer

9. Sasha Braus

10. Historia Reiss

11. Reiner Braun

12. Pieck

13. Porco Galliard

14. Colt Grice

15. Annie Leonhart

16. Bertholdt Hoover

17. Zeke Jaeger

18. Other

Timeline

AoT - verse or Modern or Other

Examples of Other: Royalty, Ancient Japan, College, etc.

Genre

1. Smut

2. Fluff

3. Angst

Sentence Prompts

1. “Why are you awake right now?”

2. “You’re a fucking asshole.”

3. “Do you still even love me?”

4. “Are you blushing right now?”

5. “Are you horny right now?”

6. “Someone’s jealous.”

7. “I think I’m in love with you.”

8. “Stay with me. Forever.”

9. “Hey, welcome home.” “Do I know you?”

10. “Can we please get a pet?”

11. “If I die, I’m haunting you first.”

12. “Let’s fuck around and fall in love?”

13. “I hate you.”

14. “Attention please.”

15. “You’re working too hard.”

16. “Stop touching me there!”

17. “You want to let them watch, hm?”

18. “This was supposed to be a one-time thing.”

19. “So… are we doing it or…? Stop hitting me!”

20. “You haven’t had your first kiss yet?!”

21. “Why would you come to me for advice?”

22. “What the fuck?”

23. “You love that more than me.”

24. “Just trust me. Please.”

25. “What did they do to you?”

26. “You’re taking all the blankets!”

27. “Someone woke up on the wrong side of the bed.”

28. “Look at them one more time, I’ll kill you.”

29. “That color looks good on you.”

30. “Get on your knees.”

31. “Can we just stay here forever?”

32. “What do you mean A is better than B?!”

33. “I’m not doing that!”

34. “Go suck a dick!”

35. “No one will be able to hear you scream.”

36. “I’m going to quit and become a stripper.”

37. “I can’t stand being around you.”

38. “You better fucking run.”

39. “Yeah, maybe you shouldn’t be drinking tonight.”

40. “We’re just friends? I fucked you though.”

41. “Get off me. You’re sweaty.”

42. “You owe me.”

43. “How the hell do you fry an egg?”

44. “Are you bleeding?”

45. “You have no idea what you’re doing, do you?”

46. “Be careful. Your nice side is showing.”

47. “Can I film it?”

48. “And you doubted me? Please.”

49. “Kiss me.”

50. “Stop quoting tik-toks!”

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If you have questions, feel free to message me about it personally!

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bonsaiiiiiii · 4 years

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100 Weird AU's? Yes.

So, I had these AU prompts on my phone for quite a while, and I was actually thinking about using them. And what better way to do it than using them with the Tracy's?

Reading and reading these prompts again (and under the gentle guidance of @willow-salix ) I thought that these prompts doesn't exactly match the brothers' everyday situation, but what if we push it past its limit? Yes, biting more that you can chew can be a little difficult, but I don't think it will be impossible. And that's where this challenge is born!

Get the Tracy's out of International Rescue's bubble and let them live an everyday situation as normal people! They can also be medieval nobles or even futuristic robots, the choice's up to you! You can choose from soo many things others don't even think about (and not even me, for a while)!

Many thanks to @tag2060 for the cover and @willow-salix for the support (both emotional and 'fic-ical'. I love both of you💚

NOTE: THESE PROMPTS AREN'T ALL MINE. I TOOK THEM FROM A GIRL I'M NOT IN CONTACT WITH ANYMORE, BUT I WAS TOLD I COULD USE THEM. ALL CREDITS FOR THESE AU'S GO TO HER, WHATEVER IS HER NAME (lmao). THE GOLD MARKED ONES (7, 11, 20, 23, 39, 47, 63, 64, 70, 83, 89, 91, 93, 96, 100) ARE ALL MINE, IN SUBSITUTION OF A FEW THAT WERE THERE, SO CREDIT FOR THE GOLDEN MARKED ONES GOES TO ME, BUT NOT EVERY ONE OF THEM.

NOTE²: SOME OF THE PROMPTS CONTAIN STRONG THEMES, LIKE DEPRESSION AND SEXUAL CONTENT. IF YOU'RE SENSIBLE TO THESE THEMES, DON'T DO THEM, NOBODY FORCES YOU IF YOU DON'T FEEL COMFORTABLE.

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To participate in this challenge, all you have to do is take one of the AU prompts from the list, one or more (or all) Tracy characters, and post your fic (can be a ficlet, or a series) under the tag #100weirdTracys and #100weirdAUs.

If you don't want to participate, please don't harass/bully me. I made this challenge just for fun, and I don't want for it to feel like something bad. In fact, I don't even regret doing this thing, even if it's strange.

Ah, I almost forgot: this challenge will be over in December, so you have 4 months to choose a prompt and make a fic about it. On December I'll review all the fics, but I'll always be reblogging and reading during these 4 months lol.

If you want to tell me something, hit me up on DM's! I hope you have fun with those prompts and those bois!

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TO RESUME:

• Swearing is allowed.

• You can write as many words as you want!

• Oc's and muses can pop in too!

• Make sure to tag your fic(s) under the '#100weirdTracys' and '#100weirdAUs' tags, so that I can find them easily.

• Always tag or contact me if you need help with anything! I'll be more than glad to help you!

• If you decide to do the mature prompts (19, 90, just to state an example) please refrain from using a too mature language and don't go further than making up. I don't like that kind of language, so it would be peachy to just avoid writing so they make wild sex behind a bush. Any kind of very mature fic or language won't be read by me, I'm sorry. You can still use those prompts, but don't work their bed life too much.

• Any dialect or first language apart from english is more than welcome in this yard! I would love even to read snippets of foreign language in fics, as long as there's a translation near it, but you're not forced to write in another language. If you don't feel comfortable doing it just don't do it, even if I'm telling you. (For the record, I love Irish so much I could listen to a person speaking this language for hours and you won't hear me complaining).

• I will accept this challenge in whatever form it takes, be it a fic, a drawing, a song, etc. I’m open to anything and I watch everything that comes before me!

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That said, you can find the prompts down here:⬇️

#1 I saved you from drowning!AU

#2 I broke into your house at two in the morning because I was drunk and I thought it was my house!AU

#3 I am a door-to-door seller please buy something!AU

#4 I grabbed the wrong luggage at the airport!AU

#5 I know we hate each other, but a wedding would be more convenient for both of us!AU

#6 I accidentally poured you a love potion!AU

#7 I sent you 12 messages but you left me on read!AU

#8 I am your secret admirer and I leave you anonymous cards!AU

#9 Sorry, but I was first in line!AU

#10 We don’t know each other but let's pretend to be together because someone is bothering me!AU

#11 We pack up to do a funny trip but we end up in Bolivia without fuel!AU

#12 Locked in quarantine and we're bored! AU

#13 I do everything to find out the identity of this superhero and you try to mislead me because it’s really you!AU

#14 I got into a taxi just to find out it was already occupied!AU

#15 I called the wrong number!AU

#16 I got into the wrong car OMG I'm ashamed, but while you’re there why don’t you give me a ride!AU

#17 I found a wallet and my business is to find the owner and return it!AU

#18 I am a street artist and you complain that I play in front of your house at night!AU

#19 I caught you watching porn!AU

#20 We're two strangers that start chatting while waiting for the bus!AU

#21 Nosy and sloppy roommates!AU

#22 Old childhood friends who come back after years!AU

#23 I got shot to the arm/leg but you're there to save me and OMG ILY!AU

#24 We’re sitting next to each other on a plane and please don’t throw up on me!AU

#25 We accidentally switched phones!AU

#26 We are both contestants in a reality show and let's pretend to be together because the audience will ship us!AU

#27 I am a wedding planner and my ex’s wedding had to happen to me!AU

#28 I learned sign language to communicate with you!AU

#29 Professional model and novice photographer!AU

#30 Sorry I ran you over!AU

#31 We make out and then I find out that you are my roommate’s boyfriend!AU

#32 I’m quoting aloud the last book of a series and I’m spoiling you!AU

#33 It is a universally acknowledged truth that a bachelor with a large fortune must be looking for a wife!AU

#34 I am a Partisan and you are a fascist!AU(Italy during World War II!AU)

#35 I am the blood of the dragon!AU (Iron Throne!AU)

#36 Your dog is hitting on mine!AU

#37 I’m depressed and I decide to call a hotline!AU

#38 You are my soulmate but I am in love with someone else!AU

#39 Strange encounter at tattoo shop!AU

#40 On my mark, unleash hell!AU(Roman Empire!AU)

#41 I am an Elf, don’t look at me for ears I am ashamed of!AU(The Lord of the Rings!AU)

#42 Maybe my life should be more than just survival!AU(The 100!AU)

#43 I am an activist and I am trying to convert you to the cause!AU

#44 We are occupying the school but you are a spoilsport!AU

#45 All our friends are drunk and we're not!AU

#46 We’ve been together for three months and now you’re telling me you’re a werewolf!AU

#47 X has to go into a rocket to the moon and Y has to train X!

#48 Knight in shining armor and damsel in distress!AU

#49 We reluctantly team up against the zombie apocalypse!AU

#50 I’m a vampire and your smell is driving me nuts!AU(Twilight!AU)

#51 Monsters have attacked the Earth and the only way to save humanity is aboard giant robots piloted by two people who must maintain a mental union!AU(Pacific Rim!AU)

#52 My timer stopped as soon as I saw you!AU(Soulmate!AU)

#53 I need a lawyer and you are the best!AU

#54 I’m a Viking and I plundered your ship!AU

#55 I’m a classic dandy from the Regency Age and you’re just a silly girl from the lower middle class!AU

#56 I’m a policeman and you’re an intrusive journalist and I really shouldn’t give you any information about the new murder!AU

#57 You are a wannabe actress and I am a theatrical director who is losing patience and health!AU

#58 Due to a computer error, X and Y become college roommates!AU

#59 X wants to see the world of Y, how he lives and what he usually does, and ends up spending a night in prison!AU

#60 I attend the yoga course just to watch how flexible the instructor is!AU

#61 I am a bounty hunter and you are my prey!AU

#62 I am a secret spy and pretend to be your friend only to get information about your father!AU

#63 I discuss with you about a thing but you have in mind another!AU

#64 We are forced to be best friends just because our moms were best friends too but you're too bossy for me!AU

#65 We broke up but I never changed emergency contacts and now I’m in the hospital and they called you!AU

#66 I am an angel and you are a demon!AU

#67 I hit you on the balls during a game of paintball and oh my god I am so sorry!AU

#68 We live in a dystopian world where your partner is chosen by society!AU(Matched!AU)

#69 I’m a dragon trainer I’ll prove to you that they are peaceful creatures!AU(Dragon Trainer!AU)

#70 Date at japanese restaurant!AU

#71 You’re a cheerleader and I’m a punk and we live in two different worlds!AU

#72 I was a zombie and I was "re-animated" but you treat me like I’m still a monster!AU(In the Flesh!AU)

#73 I am your son’s teacher and I am calling to talk to you about his conduct, would he also come to dinner with me!AU

#74 I am an Achaean warrior and you Trojan and we are fighting the Trojan War!AU

#75 I met my asshole boss at the bar but I found out he’s pretty cool!AU

#76 It was not my intention to touch your ass, it’s just that the bus is crowded, it’s not my fault ok!AU

#77 I went fishing and accidentally fished a mermaid!AU

#78 I just committed a crime and I need to use you as a hostage!AU

#79 You’re the bastard who always parks in front of my door and in spite I’ll scratch your car!AU

#80 I accidentally went back in time and fell in love with you, too bad you’re a barbarian!AU

#81 I urgently need you to fix my computer but please don’t judge me for my chronology!AU

#82 I work on the cruise ship where you are spending your holidays!AU

#83 I'm out in the rainstorm without an umbrella because the weather forecast was sunny!AU

#84 I hugged the wrong person from behind!AU

#85 Celebrity on the run and ordinary citizen confused!AU

#86 Stuck in a ranch cleaning horse poop but it doesn’t matter because that cowboy is a badass!AU

#87 We got married in Vegas, but we’re total strangers!AU

#88 But, officer, I wasn’t doing anything wrong, I was just smoking a joint, want a hit!AU

#89 X is an astronaut and Y is a weird but funny alien that likes to scream, overreact and laugh!AU

#90 I slept with you for a bet but I loved it and I’d like to keep seeing you!AU

#91 I reveal to some friends that you wear boxers/underwear with green aliens on them but you're behind me and oh gosh total shame!AU

#92 Oops I accidentally entered a busy dressing room!AU

#93 You're a stranger but I keep crossing paths with you and I'm kinda confused right now!AU

#94 X is a medium and Y a ghost!AU

#95 X is a guardian angel and Y wants to die!AU

#96 X accidentally enters in a cat and Y has to rescue it from up a tree!AU

#97 X risks losing the house because Y’s company wants to buy the land!AU

#98 I’m an artist and I need a model do you want to pose for me!AU

#99 I’m not really sick but the new doctor is so beautiful that I found out I have a disease with an unpronounceable name!AU

#100 A strange job application!AU

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If you find them more practical, I also have some photos down here with all the prompts organized:⬇️

That said, enjoy! Hope it brings you joy and makes you happy while you do it!💙💚🧡💛❤💜💖🖤

#100weirdTracys #100weirdAUs #Thunderbirds are go #ThunderChallenge #Scott Tracy #Virgil Tracy #John Tracy #Gordon Tracy #Alan Tracy #oc's #muses #fic #drawings #first challenge ever!#enjoy!

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