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#vent time#so out of the 6 people im gonna invite to my birthday only 2 of them are people i want there#the rest are just cuz i dont wanna be a fucking asshole#more than that if you include my siblings cuz i want my sibling there but i dont want my little brother#anyways but yeah the 2 people i actually want there are my best friends and i love them and if they disnt wanna come id straight up cancel#theres my friend from school who i want to be there but i know her and one of my best friends wouldnt get along#my friend from schools friend who i hang out w enough that i should invite them but who i dont know that well#and who would absolutely get in a fight with said best friend that wouldnt get along with them whcih is not something i wanna deal with#theres best friends friend who is kindof my friend but i havent talked to him enough in years for him to feel like a friend#hut i invited him last year so it would be weird to not invite him#and then theres my friend who like. gets along well enough with my best friends but just#hes fun to hang out with but i cannot trust him to not make me cry and i am not crying at my birthday party 2 years in a row#and then if we count siblings my sibling obviously i want there theyre fun and actually care and shit#but my little brother. frankly i dont want him around my friends at all since that time he took his shirt off#and laid down in front of the tv. while my friends were there. right in front of them.#which is gross as hell but even if we ignore that he is so fucking horrible to be around all of the time#he would actively try to cause the one thing that is not supposed to happen at this party(me crying)#but if i tell him to stay in the bedroom while my friends are there im being mean and a bad brother and blah blah blah#if i wanna go extra far i dont even want my dad there beyond him buying to food since he absolutely doesnt care about me not crying#but even though i only want 3 of these people there all of them have to be there because otherwise im being mean#just thinking about it kinda makes me feel like crying tbh because i dont think ill even have the energy for that many people#but not inviting any one of them would be me being a huge fucking asshole#i hate it really really genuinely#id almost rather not have a party but my sibling would get upset and think its their fault#plus frankly. i want pizza#which is probably the worst reason to have a party but who cares#its even worse cuz the only day i can do it is a day when i work so i get to come home w an exhausted social battery#and then a few hours later immediately deal with 6 extra people in the house#and because theres 6 people none of them will even wanna talk to me because i am always always always the least favorite friend#so ill just. what. sit there. maybe play kindom hearts or eyes of heaven if i want attention so bad im willing to get it thru being mocked
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Yandere Dogday x smiling critters cat reader
A/N|| I kind of.. Completely forgot that Dogday was supposed to be a yandere, but he really wouldn't do much as one so... I think it's okay! ^_^
Request from Wattpad—! Here you go Shaymi999 ☆
Your ‘name’ was SleepyMew. Not so good is it? Well stick with it, it’s what they named you. You had some resemblance to Catnap, you both were about sleeping, and you two were cats.
So when you arrived, the other critters were all over you, saying that you were similar to Catnap. While Catnap stared from the shadows.
It wasn’t impossible to see him up there, cats do have night vision after all.
While almost every critter was surrounding you, Dogday stayed behind. Getting a gooood look at you. You noticed that too.
Dogday snapped out of his trance and told the other critters to not crowd you, especially since you’re new.
He asked for your name and you said, “SleepyMew, though I don’t like the name…” You rubbed your eye, because you were just sooo sleepy!
One unique thing about you is that you didn’t have a permanent smile, you could actually move your mouth. Even with your cool feature, nobody was jealous. They found it amazing!!
“Well I like the name!” Dogday exclaimed, causing the other critters to look at each other. Not curious, noooo, they think somethin new is goin on with Dogday.
“He has a crush on Mew.” KickinChicken whispered to Hoppy Hopscotch, and since dog’s have excellent hearing Dogday heard every bit of Kickin’s claim, “Hey! I do not!”
Kickin realized he was caught and said, “What? I never said that?? Man who said that…” Causing the other critters to giggle.
“... Anyways! Would you like to be shown around the place?” Dogday questioned you, still suspicious of what Kickin said.
“Uhh, yeah sure.”
“Great! Come this way!” He softly grabbed your wrist and led you towards areas of playcare.
Even Catnap was a little bit suspicious of Dogday’s feelings.
After Dogday gave you a tour around the place, you settled in and started doing what you were made for. Calming down the kids. There were a few 5-6 year olds that were too excited, and the kids needed to be more chill for the activity.
You lazily walked over to them, asking their names. The kids stated them, and you dealt with their ecstatic energy. Meanwhile, Dogday was watching you deal with them, feeling both proud and impressed at your work.
His feelings growing bigger.
After a few months of working at playcare you and Dogday were together.
You two were sitting on the couch, while Dogday was right next to you, his leg over your lap. He has his arms lightly wrapping around your neck, his head laying on your shoulder. Obviously his tail was wagging.
“Hey… You know how people get rings on their finger in shows…” Dogday said.
“Yea, but how do you know that?”
“I saw it on a show once. Anyways, do you want that to be us?” He looked to your eyes.
You looked back at him, “Yea.”
After a few days you guys actually had this marriage. You didn’t expect it to happen but that was okay.
Cutely, you guys had these little toy rings, KickinChicken was the marriage officiant, “And you may now hug each other not just the bride.”
Then you two had a big hug, with a big smile on your face. Now that was rare.
Years later, all was hell, hundreds of dreaded screams filled even the smallest cracks of Playtime co.
All critters were trying to find a way to live, except one, Catnap.
Dogday was trying his best to get people to safety, while simultaneously worrying about you. “Where’s Catnap?!”
“Catnap is one of the murderers Dogday, we need to go.”
His eyes went wide, he never knew Catnap was doing this.
“WHAT?! How do you—”
“I saw it. I saw him violently kick away the children just so he can have his fill. Catnap isn’t going to leave with us, in fact, he’s following the Prototype.”
This was so sudden for Dogday, his best friend was the cause of all of this?!
“I know a spot where we can—” Your fur stood up, your hairs itching at your toy skin. Your irises went smaller and smaller, you slowly turned your head towards him. Towards Catnap.
The much bigger Catnap.
Knowing you were in danger, you started growling(you are a cat after all), but Dogday was… surprised. What you said was true, it’s not like he didn’t believe you, it’s just he didn’t expect to see it before his eyes.
“Dogday, run.” This was a fight between two cats, it’s better not to try to stop it. It can get quite bloody.
“WHAT?! NO I CAN’T—”
“GO.”
Reluctantly, Dogday sped away.
“THE PROTOTYPE WILL SAVE US.”
“...”
Then, the cat fight started.
Dogday was helping out others get to safety, as the nice dog he is… He was waiting for you. Hoping you’d make it out alive.
An hour later, he was looking for you. He found you! And you weren’t dead! You were very bloodied up, laying on the ground.
Dogday hurried over to you, happy you’re still alive. You wanted to yell out, tell him to not come over, but he is listening. So you shook your head really hard, something you did before this all happened. Why? Because that's how you indicated to not do it, to do anything(you did it when you didn’t want to talk).
Thankfully, Dogday was watching you and not just doing actions. So he stopped. Catnap was right there, he could strike at any moment. You didn’t want that to happen to your precious Dogday.
Even if Dogday didn’t come out of the hallway he was in, Catnap still attacked. Well tried to. Dogday dodged in time and ran over to you, picking you up and high tailing it outta there.
You two managed to get to a somewhat safe area, and Dogday had time to be alone with you. There’s some bandages and rags in the area so he could heal you up, just a little bit.
Dogday was trying to calm down, but couldn’t. As the smiling critter who’s supposed to help relax others, you took action.
“It’s okay Dogday. I won’t die.”
“...” He looked up at you, with sincerity, “I should’ve never ran away…”
You cracked a small smile, “Hey, at least I got like… 5 scratches in?” Dogday furrowed his eyebrows a little, “Mew don’t joke around right now.”
“Sorry…”
After all this time, you wondered where Dogday was. Alive, hopefully. Apparently an angel entered the building, and was able to get by all the chances of death.
You don’t know where they are now, but you hope they could save Dogday.
“Hey.. It’s… Okay it’s not alright, but try to think about the positive things..” Poppy comforted(tried to).
“I am, but it doesn’t help at all unless I know that he’s safe.” You were shivering, hoping the positive scenarios you thought of were true.
Few hours later, Poppy and Kissy found a safe place where the player, or Dogday, could be.
Though you didn’t know Dogday was going to be there.
So once you saw him, you sped over to where he was and picked him up(you were in your larger form like Dogday).
You were crying, that’s the first time you’ve cried, even when Catnap was nearly killing you.
“I miss you so much love..” … Love? That’s a new one.
“Since when did you start calling me love?” You said with a smirk.
Dogday got a little flustered, “Uhm, I remembered that you didn’t really like your name, so I just thought of it…”
“Mhm.” You looked down and saw that he had no lower half. “Oh, that’s also new. Is that why you were so light?”
“... Yes.”
“Hm, player, do you know how to put together his body?”
They nodded and they immediately started working on putting his body back together.
After an hour, he finally had his legs back, he was still shorter than you though. “Hah! I’m tallerrrr!!” You bragged.
“... Really…?” He wasn’t annoyed, in fact he was happy, that he gets to see your smile again.
Player suddenly remembered that they found a ring while ‘adventuring’.
They mentioned it and asked if that’s anyone’s ring. Yours and Dogday’s eyes went wide. “Dogday is that your—”
“MY RING!!”
The player unknowingly just caused the biggest reaction from you two, just because they wanted to search around a little more.
“Angel, where did you find this?!”
They said it was in this area with a big paw pillow in the room.
“Catnap was keeping your ring?” You questioned.
It went silent, not for too long as your cat growls slowly filled the area.
“I’m killing that stupid cat.”
“Love, don't say that!”
He was secretly hoping you’d actually do it.
#poppy playtime#poppy platime fanfic#poppy playtime x reader#smiling critters#catnap#dogday#gender neutral#gender neutral reader#gn reader#dogday x reader#fluff relationship#poppy#kissy missy#kickinchicken#hoppy hopscotch#dogday x smiling critter reader#dogday x smiling critter cat reader
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casual [rafe cameron]
pairing - rafe cameron x reader
summary - when you hook up with your best friend rafe on a drunken night after a party, you can’t stop thinking about it. but rafe, is doing everything he can to stay casual.
warnings - cursing, friends to lovers, angst, hurt/comfort
Sitting at the island club with the warm sun hitting my face is usually one of my favorite activities in the summer on Figure Eight. But ever since I hooked up with my best friend three days ago, I’ve been dreading this event my parents dragged me to.
I sip quietly on my fruity drink, tuning out the sound of my parents mingling with the other guests. That is until, I hear the unmistakable sound of the Camerons walking in to the club.
My head turns at the sound of Rafe speaking lowly to his father as they walk in. Rafe stands next to Ward, seemingly angry at his father but—when isn’t he. On the other side of Ward is Rose, smiling brightly and saying hello to everyone. Sarah and Wheezie trail behind, Sarah running off to talk to Pope who is working catering with his dad.
Rafe looks over at my family’s table, his jaw softening from the tension his father caused when he sees me. I smile softly at him, waving him over.
What he does next throws me for a loop. Instead of smiling back and coming to sit with me, or drag me away from all this—he completely ignores me. He turns around and goes to sit at the Cameron table.
My heart drops and I swallow my nerves roughly, excusing myself to go to the bathroom. I wander through the club inside, being occasionally stopped by my parent’s friends making small talk and greeting me.
When I finally reach the bathroom I shut the door behind me and look into the mirror, finally allowing the tears to escape my eyes.
I knew we shouldn’t have hooked up. I knew it would ruin everything. Change everything. But the one thing I didn’t think of was that he would blatantly ignore me. We’ve been best friends since we were kids and he’s always protected me, been there for me, cared for me.
And now we hook up one night when we’re both drunk—and he acts like all of that means nothing. Regardless of how he feels about us hooking up, our friendship means something—everything.
I hear a knock at the door and quickly wipe my tears and reach into my purse to fix my makeup. When I open the door, I see Rafe. He smiles almost sympathetically which only makes me more angry.
“Hey, I-“
I scoff, bumping my shoulder into him as I push past him. He follows behind, “Y/n? Can we just talk please?”
“My bad, I figured you didn’t want to after you completely ignored me,” I say sarcastically, walking through the part of the club where no one is occupying.
He grabs onto my wrist, pulling me close to him. I push against his chest, trying to get away but his strength keeps me close. “Let go, Rafe!”
“Will you stop being so fucking immature,” He spits. “I couldn’t talk to you out there with everyone. We needed to be away, that’s why I ignored you.”
“Right,” I respond, my voice sharp as knives as I avoid his eye contact.
He sighs, loosening his grip. “Look, okay. We can’t—“ He presses his lips together, seeming to look for the right words. “We can’t do this. We have to forget about it, okay? It never happened. Just be casual,” He shrugs.
My eyes brim with tears, “Be casual.” I whisper. “Be fucking casual?!” I push hard against his chest.
“Yes, Y/n! This will never work, don’t you realize that? We need to just—just forget about it, okay?! It’s going to ruin our friendship if we don’t.” He explains.
I shake my head, tears rolling down my cheeks. “How am I supposed to be casual when you kissed me like that? The things you said to me that night? We may have been drunk but I remember every second of it. It’s burned into my mind, Rafe. It might be easy for you to forget—“
He scoffs, “You don’t think I remember every touch? Every kiss—everything?! I do, trust me. But this just—it won’t work. And I don’t want to lose you.”
His confession should be comforting, but it just feels like he stabbed me in the heart. I swallow roughly, wiping my tears with the back of my hand. “You just did, Rafe.”
I turn around and head straight for the front door. I hop into my car and drive home, never wanting to see Rafe again.
.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.
I stare at my dark ceiling, fighting to sleep after tonight. But the only thing I can think about, is what I’m trying to forget. Rafe.
I close my eyes again, turning to the side and trying to force sleep.
I hear the sound of something at my window, a tapping sound. I get up and slowly walk to the window, peeking out of the curtains.
I see Rafe, leaning against a tree in my front yard as he jumps up, tossing rocks at my window. I sigh, opening the curtains all the way and then the window.
I stick my head out and look down at Rafe. He smiles, dropping the rest of the pebbles in his hand to the ground.
“Can you let me in?” He pleads.
“No.”
He sighs, pinching the bridge of his nose. “Okay, um, I’m sorry. I fucked up, Y/n. It’s never been casual with you, and it never will be. You’re the only person on this fucking island I care about. I’d do anything for you, anything to get you back. I-“ He pauses, finding the words to continue. “I love you too much to lose you that easy. I’m just so terrified of hurting you. I’ve never loved anyone like I love you. This is all new to me, but I want to try.”
I close the window and pace out of my room, running down the stairs and out the front door. Rafe stands outside, staring at my window in defeat. But when he hears the door open, he smiles, watching me walk toward him.
“So.. what’re you saying, Rafe?” I ask when I stop in front of him.
He steps closer, cradling my face in his palms. “I don’t want to be casual. I want you to be mine. Please, give me another chance. I don’t deserve it, I don’t deserve you but I’ll spend every day making it up to you.”
A tear rolls down my cheek, his thumb quickly wiping it away. My hands trail around his neck as I stare into his eyes. He means it, every word. I can tell. One of the perks of knowing him so well.
“Okay.”
“Okay?” He smiles.
I nod, and before I could even process it—his lips are on mine. His thumbs rub along my cheeks as he cradles my face, pulling me impossibly close. This kiss is different than the ones we shared when we hooked up. It’s a kiss that feels, infinite. One I know that I’ll be able to share forever, not just one night.
A kiss that is completely un-casual.
#rafe cameron#obx fic#rafe cameron imagines#rafe cameron fluff#rafe obx#rafe cameron blurb#rafe outer banks#rafe x reader#outer banks#outerbanks rafe#rafe cameron smut
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Hi!
As some of you might know, southern Brazil, specifically the state of Rio Grande do Sul, has been struck by heavy rains and a consequential flood. The rains started on monday (29/abr) and only stopped today (5/mai), in Porto Alegre ─ the state capital, and the city i live in ─ and in the other cities nearby.
The lake that borders PoA (named Guaíba) has reached more than 5m up its normal level. This is higher than on the historic 1941 flood. The city's center ─ a big residential and commercial hub, beyond being the host of most of our public services (such as the city hall and the state government) ─ is completely taken by the water. Many other neighbourhoods were also affected.
Smaller cities that also border Guaíba were even more heavily affected, such as Eldorado do Sul, whose territory was almost 100% flooded.
The state is, for a lack of a better word, abandoned by the people that were supposed to aid.
Our governor, Eduardo Leite, is more worried about his plitical campaign ─ making dramatic videos, changing his facebook pfp to one of him with a public defense vest, making streams with no useful information ─ than with the people's lives. This year, he destinated only R$50.000 (~ USD250.000) for the Civil Defense. For the entire year. He is now, delegating the responsibility of recuperating our state to the Federal Government, stating that "the rbuilding of the RS will demand a Marshall Project".
Porto Alegre's mayor, Sebastião Mello, has vanished. He sold our city out to big enterprises ─ Melnick, Zaffari and Panvel, mainly ─, and hasn't destined any public resources to maintaining the Mauá wall (a wall built after the 1941 flood with a system made to protect the city from other floods), which caused many points to fail and the water to invade the city.
This is the danger we all face with a neoliberal system.
Neoliberalism is an individualist ideology. All these people and companies I named did close to nothing to help us. Or even made it worse. The Civil Defense, for example, published a map of all the areas that would be affected, but had to take it back, since it didn't consider the topography.
Its the people for the people.
This situation is being aided by people using their own resources. Donations of various natures and volunteer work. It is very beautiful, in a way. It shows that colaboration and union can do great things. It shows, at least to me, that the world can reach, one day, a self sustaining way of living, contrary to the ultra-individualistic capitalism some preach. Humans can, and are, good.
But it also lays out how much the people that govern us failed us.
Human lives were lost because of their negligency.
This flood isn't normal. It is a product of the huge levels of degradation multi-billionaire companies are causing the world, supported by higher class and their representatives. Eduardo Leite changed almost 500 points of our state's Environmental Code, for the worst, when he was first elected in 2019. His actions, and the actions of all other neoliberal politicians, such as our ex-president Bolsonaro, are what created this situation. They are responsible for everything that is going on here.
This flood isnt the only environmental crisis this state has faced in the last 6 months. This isn't the last one that will happen.
This text is, beyond a personal vent, a warning. We need to keep fighting against a system that is actively trying to kill us. Please, do not support ideals and people ─ especially if said people will rule you ─ that go against the environment, that preach that the capital, the money, the posesions, are more important than lives. Of the people, of the animals, of the environment. Fight for a better world, i know there can be one.
Always be aware of the climate in your areas. Things like this won't happen only here. Please be safe.
Sorry for the long post.
If you're interested in donating, @decaf-lesbian made this post with some links for international and national donations.
-> If you're from Brasil, check this link, that has a copilation of maps of risk areas, shelters, places to donate to, etc, made by a UFRGS student.
#rio grande do sul#brasil#enchentes#i dont know how to tag this#im sorry#if theres any typos im also sorry i wrote this in one siting i dont usually do that since i like to reread and double check
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Yandere Cullens Family's Reactions to You Attempting to Escape:
WARNINGS: Yandere, running away, mature language, manipulation, toxic relationship, gaslighting, etc.
SUMMARY: You tried to run away from your kidnapper lover but your attempt failed and now you have to face the consequences of your actions. Problem is, how will your beloved yandere react to it and what are the punishments that lie ahead for you?
AUTHOR'S NOTE: We had the Volturi guards and now, we'll have the Cullens! I guess, I'm in my active writing era for tumblr, so don't be surprised if I end up posting a whole lot more. It can be about Twilight or even other fandoms. I'll definitely be posting more for Miguel O'Hara too. Also, I was supposed to post this later on but it got put on queue and I didn't know how to put it out of the list, so I apologize if it seems a little rushed.
MASTERLIST & REQUESTS: Before you go, have a glass of wine or better yet, recommend a good bottle. any kind of message is always a delight.
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EDWARD CULLEN aka THE MIND READER
He's a mind reader. That is the only thing you need to know about him to know that it's useless to even try to escape because Edward is already reading your mind to see the potential plans of your escape. He'll do everything to ensure you won't escape and if you managed to find a single hint that could bring your hopes up to do so, he'll immediately eliminate it by fixing the problem. If you had somehow— no one knows precisely how —managed to find an escape, then just know that he'll find you soon enough. Not even just because of his abilities as a vampire since he can easily track down your scent with them, but also because well— he can read your mind. Edward will know where you desperately want to go to and he'll know about the decisions that you'll make as you try to escape. So, good luck but it's practically impossible, unless you managed to outsmart him by thinking of some sort of distraction. But yeah, it's almost impossible because he's constantly reading your mind! Very nosy indeed for a vampire but even worse as a yandere vampire.
CARLISLE CULLEN aka THE DOCTOR
He would be disappointed. Carlisle isn't the type to get angry at people, but he would get disappointed in you when you try to run away because he thought you knew better than to do that. Honestly, out of everyone in the family, Carlisle is the yandere who gives the most freedom to his darling partner. Carlisle gives a lot of trust to you but after your attempt escape, which was most likely ruined because of another family member, he will definitely be keeping a closer eye on you. Carlisle will either give you a scolding after your escape or he will be quite silent while checking if you got any injuries while being outside. The latter is actually scarier than the first because it's unusual for Carlisle to be giving you the silent treatment and it would mean that he would be more cautious and give you less freedom from then on. However, instead of immediately locking you up in the house after your attempt escape, Carlisle will show you all the reasons to keep you in the house. It could be by showing you the wounds and deaths caused by a rogue vampire or even just by bringing you to the hospital to show you the potential wounds you could get by being outside.
ALICE CULLEN aka THE PSYCHIC
Same situation as Edward. She's a psychic. Alice can easily check through her gift when you feel even the slightest want to go against her. She'll immediately fix the problem and spend more time with you and be much more attentive too. However, if you decide to rebel against her far too many times, she might just let you attempt an escape. Under her watchful eye, of course, since she doesn't want anything to happen to her precious darling but Alice is sure she can make an accident or two happen around you or maybe worsen your day with some horrible mannered humans to get you thinking that going outside and rebelling against her isn't worth it. She'll be faking her worries when you finally decide to come back home to her and she'll fuss all over your health. Alice might hide it from you but she is strategic and quite smart, especially when it concerne you. Your attempt had also given Alice a chance to guilt trip you into being her personal dress up doll. Not that you already weren't before, but things are certainly much smoother if you follow her order like a sweet darling right?
ROSALIE HALE-CULLEN aka THE BEAUTY
Rosalie would be scoffing at your attempt. She's definitely annoyed and angry at you, but she is also blaming herself for it. Rosalie should have known you would try to escape and she probably had a feeling on that as well, yet she still decided to trust her darling. You could say that she considered it as a test to see your loyalty to her, one in which you had failed horribly. After she has finally calmed down from her anger, which could take a few days, she will return to you with a sweet smile and continue treating you as her precious jewel like she usually does. Now, you can ignore her attempts to win you back over with her charms and even insult her for it, but do remember that Rosalie could be the sweetest person in the world towards her darling, constantly spoiling you with affection and cherishing you with her gentle words. Her actions causes you to be awfully conflicted about your want to escape because why would you want to get away from someone who loves you more than anything in the world? Your doubts could be added if you had terrible partners in the past.
JASPER HALE-CULLEN aka THE SOLDIER
Jasper will definitely be hurt. I mean, which yandere wouldn't feel hurt at some point if their darling tries to escape? But out of everyone, Jasper is the one who shows it the most. He's trying so hard to adjust for his darling on everything. He had made renovations to his home, specifically to accomodate to your taste and comfort. He had to endure more trainings to keep his blood thirst under control because he doesn't want to hurt you, and so much more. Jasper doesn't expect you to return anything, not even your affections since he understands he needs to earn it, but you attempting to escape is almost like you were dismissing all of his efforts in one go or even worse, you didn't give a shit about them in the first place and that was what probably hurted him the most. Jasper will probably get stricter with you after that. He had tried to be fair and tried to respect your space before and to be quite honest, he is the yandere who gives the most freedom to you after Carlisle. His only rule was for you to not leave him. But you had to break the rule and now, you'll pay for the consequences.
ESME CULLEN aka THE LOVER
Esme has the same reaction as Jasper. She's hurt but she is also confused as well. Esme is really patient and she understands that you needed time and space to adjust living in her house, your new and sudden home that was completely foreign to you, and she's trying hard to get you adjusted and be as comfortable as possible. Like Jasper, she's doing everything she can for your comfort but unlike Jasper, she expects your acceptance in return. It's not as if she is expecting it in a cruel type of way with the mindset that she's doing something for you, so you should do something for her. No, Esme is nothing like that. However, Esme made sure she was doing everything right and she expected for your relationship with her to go more smoothly, not for you to suddenly escape. Your failed escape made her think she did something wrong, but she's confused because she had done everything right so far. Esme never forced you to return your affections, she wanted to slowly earn it, which is why after your failed escape, she had a talk with you and asked you why you tried to leave. Esme knows that she's flawed but she wants to improve herself and do everything she can to fix the problem but in no world would she ever let you go.
EMMETT CULLEN aka THE JOKER
Emmett is silent. He was so fucking silent that it actually scared you more than if he got angry at you and he had never gotten angry at you either but it's probably much better than the silent treatment you're getting. No teasings or even some bad jokes. Heck, not even his cheesy pick up lines. Emmett still takes care of you and spend time with you during his silent treatment though. He still cooks meals for you and cuddles with you while watching a horror movie, which is actually his favourite activity to do with you, but he still didn't say a single word. And it was starting to get to you as well. You had no one else besides Emmett in the house, sometimes his "siblings" would visit, but they don't talk much with you and you were beginning to slowly grow insane from the lack of conversations. It didn't matter how long it took but after some time, you broke down and begged for Emmett to speak to you because if the silent treatment continued on, you were sure you would go completely insane. Emmett was surprised when you begged him but he was pleased as well. He was silent all this time in order to make him more tolerable to you, but Emmett also knew that he would eventually break you and hoped it would be enough to get you to want to talk to him.
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Senseis' as fathers with a child!reader that was born blind.
Senseis' include: Kakashi Hatake, Satoru Gojo, Yami Sukehiro, and Levi Ackerman.
Please keep in mind: All character & reader interactions are purely platonic. There is NO romance. The reader is somewhere below the age of twelve and is portrayed as non-binary. These drabbles are meant to be platonic, fluffy and comforting.
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Kakashi Hatake
"Do you have a good sense of your surroundings?" Kakashi asked from where he knelt beside you.
You sported a determined expression that he couldn't help but to find both adorable and admirable. Even blind you still tried your hardest to improve your skills no matter how dangerous it may be. It made him proud and also worried him to death.
"Mhm," You nodded, tilting your head, "There's a tree five meters that way. I think I know where to go."
"Very good," Kakashi patted your back, "Just remember, if you happen to fall, I'll be right there to catch you."
"Ok, daddy," You smiled at him before focusing all your attention on using echolocation to navigate the branch you wanted to jump on. If you were going to be a ninja one day, you had to practice and train with all your might, "Here I go."
Kakashi held his breath while calmly waiting for you to make your jump, his body braced in precaution. A lump grew in his throat and sweat lightly dampened his clothes. Honestly, he might be over-thinking a bit, but he couldn't help it. He loved you so much, and while he respected your desires to train, he still worried about you tremendously.
He had lost so much in his life. Losing the most precious piece of it would cause him to go infinitely insane. Your blindness was an extreme vulnerability, and although you had grown well adapted to it, there was still much you had left to learn. And it didn't help his anxiety any when you decided to do dangerous activities like this.
In a flash, you jumped.
With a stumble, you landed perfectly on the tree branch. Wobbling to regain balance, you blushed in triumph and giggled, "Ah! Did you see that, daddy? I made it!"
Kakashi swiftly jumped onto the same branch, smiling proudly behind his mask, "Yes I did. That was well done, dongo, good job. At this rate, you'll be a ninja in no time."
Delighted by his praise, you grinned and began looking around, getting excited when you sensed yet another nearby branch. "There's another one," You grinned and went to jump.
Kakashi gasped and reached out for you, "Wait, (y/n), not so fast."
This time around, you didn't land where you were supposed to. In fact you didn't come into contact with any trees, and instead fell to the far away ground. "Ahh, daddy!" You cried.
Kakashi caught you in an instant, safely securing you in his arms while landing on a nearby branch, "You okay?"
You whimpered, hugging him tightly and frowning in failure, "Yes, but... I missed."
"That's okay," Kakashi quickly reassured you, running a soothing hand through your messy hair, "We all make mistakes. Why don't you try again, but this time, try not to let your emotions overwhelm you, ok? Often times emotions can be more blinding than blindness itself."
"But... What if I miss again?" You say sadly, "I-if I can't jump like I'm supposed to, then I'll never get to be a ninja, an-and you'll hate me, a-and I w-won't get to be like you-"
"Hey, hey, where's this coming from?" Kakashi grasped your shaking shoulders, looking into your milky, watery eyes, "Dongo, I could never hate you, so don't ever assume that, ok? And this was only your second attempt. You have plenty more to go. Don't be so hard on yourself. One of the most important things about being a ninja is never giving up. You're not giving up, are you?"
Quickly wiping your eyes, you shook your head and say softly, "Do you really think I can do it?"
Kakashi smiled and went to playfully pinch your cheek, kissing you on the forehead through his mask before saying, "I know you can. There's nothing you can't do, (y/n), and I'll always be right here by your side to make sure of that."
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Levi Ackerman
Levi was enjoying one of his rare days off from the ever tiring Survey Corps. He hadn't gotten to see you in over a week- something he chewed Erwin out for sternly. By the time he entered his house, you came rushing towards him, your tiny figure accidentally bumping into things along the way.
"What did I say about running?" He grumbled, unable to resist hugging you whenever you were close enough, "Damn runt, gonna hurt yourself."
"I missed you, daddy," You say in a mixture of sadness and excitement, your cracking voice causing him to frown, "You were gone so long. I-I was scared you wouldn't come back."
"Hmp, so much for faith," Levi ruffled your hair, relief flooding him at finally getting to be at your side again, "Has nanny been good to you?"
You whimpered a bit, your glossy eyes pointing towards the ground, "I like her, but... She doesn't let me draw... or cook... or sew."
At that answer, Levi sighed and palmed his face, cursing nonsense underneath his breath. This was a common problem for you and him; nannies and babysitters not letting you do anything fun all because you were blind. None of them had any patience or consideration and it really got on his nerves.
"Tell me she read to you at least?" He rubbed his temple, not really in the mood to threaten another dumb nanny for mistreating his child, but if he had to he would absolutely give her a piece of his mind.
Your small "yes" was the only thing that saved her.
Seeing the dejection decorating your face, Levi tapped on your nose and said, "Well, you should know it's been a while since I've had some decent food. Get your little butt in there and cook me something already."
Gasping in joy at his given permission to do one of your favorite activities, you nearly leaped into the air, twirling around and giggling excitedly, "Yay! I get to cook for daddy."
Before you could run off, Levi grabbed your hand and grumbled, "No running this time."
You grumbled back at him and marched to the kitchen with a silly pout on your face. Levi shook his head, grinning as he thought about how much he loved you. Honestly, you being blind was kind of a relief to him simply because it meant that you would never be able to fight. And being the protective father he was, he rather preferred it that way.
You were already doing such a good job at basic daily activities like reading braille, learning how to write, cooking small meals, navigating your way through familiar places, and even drawing and sewing. People said you wouldn't develop properly when you were born. Well, Levi would like to see them say that to his face now.
Taking off his jacket, Levi none-too-politely paid the nanny and threw her out of his house. Then he went into the kitchen where you were currently working on mixing eggs in a bowl, your eyes staring mindlessly at the wall. You may be blind, but you made him so unbelievably proud, you had no idea.
"I'm making your favorite, daddy," You say cheerfully when you noticed his presence.
Levi smirked and went to put some fire in the stove, "'Bout time I was spoiled."
You giggled, carefully climbed down from the chair, and walked over to him, reaching out to feel for his hand, "Can I see you?"
After getting the fire started, Levi knelt down in front of you and patiently allowed you to touch his face with your hands. You often did this during moments when he held you, your little hands gently feeling the structure of his face in an attempt to get an idea of what he really looked like.
"I missed you, daddy," You say quietly.
Levi reached forward and pulled you into a firm, loving hug, kissing the side of your cheek, "Missed you too, you little runt."
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Satoru Gojo
Who would have thought that his child would be born with beautiful crystal eyes like he himself had, and yet be cursed never to use them? Even though your disability was not his fault, Gojo still felt guiltily accountable, and always sought protecting you and making you the happiest he possibly could.
Starting a new morning, Gojo carried some fresh, folded clothes into your bedroom, quiet and stealthy. You were sleeping peacefully on your bed, your little snores causing his heart to flood with endearment. Gosh, you were so precious to him.
Setting the clothes down, Gojo knelt beside the bed and reached out to brush a gentle hand through your hair. You whimpered, your head stirring around on the pillow. "Hm? Hello? Rise and shine," He playfully sang.
You groaned softly, your body stretching out as your eyes squinted open. "Mm... Daddy?" You reached out to feel for him as your eyes stayed aimed towards the ceiling.
"Morning, my little angel," Gojo grabbed your hand and squeezed it gently, "Time to get up."
"Are you taking me to work today?" You asked curiously, tilting your head towards him, your hand tensing within his own larger one, "What if they don't like me?"
"Are you kidding me? They're gonna love you," Gojo blew raspberries and laughed, "And if they don't, then guess what? More butts' for me to leave my ultra-famous, Gojo styled foot print on."
Giggling at his joke, you reached out with your free hand and go to feel the blind-fold covering his powerful eyes, "I wish I could be more like you."
That sent a bullet roaring through Gojo's heart. He absolutely hated it when you degraded yourself and/or claimed that you wished you were different. It broke his heart more than you could ever imagine. "Hmm, well I love you just the way you are," He said casually.
"In fact I'd give up my own eyes any day to be just like you; free house, free food, the world's most riveting, handsome dad (if I do say so myself), and of course the opportunity to never have to work in a dangerous environment," Gojo smiled and patted your head, "There are plenty of reasons to be like you. Quit being so negative- you'll make the walls cry- and they don't even have eyes."
Letting go of your hand, Gojo grabbed your clothes and unceremoniously tossed them onto your face, "Hurry, hurry, or I'll eat all of the breakfast. Hm? Breakfast... Oh no, the breakfast!"
Sensing your father quickly disappear, you only manage to frown when the fire alarms began going off seconds later. Looks like he burnt breakfast... Again...
After you got dressed, brushed your teeth and headed down the hallway, you grimaced at the stench of burnt eggs. Goodness, what a silly father you had, but you loved him. Coming to a stop at the table where you sensed he was sitting at, you timidly held out a single band of cloth.
"Oh? What's this?" Gojo asked nonchalantly, pretending not to be embarrassed about, yet again, burning breakfast, "A scarf?"
"I... I thought that maybe... S-since I'm blind, maybe I could wear something like what you wear to cover your eyes. Then that way..." You frowned, tilting your nose down at the ground, "That way they won't know I'm blind. They'll think I'm strong, like you."
If your words could be knives, then they would have just sliced right through his chest. Still though, he managed to maintain his optimistic, calm persona, "What? You wanna lie to your new friends? Well that's not very nice. Their hearts would be broken in seconds."
"But..." You whimpered.
"Listen, (y/n)," Gojo reached out to grasp your shoulder, squeezing it gently, "You're not like me. You will never be anything like me. Why- you may ask? Because you're already a million times better."
You sniffled, leaning in to hug him, grateful that he so greatly accepted and loved you no matter how flawed you were, "I love you, daddy."
"I love you too, little angel who is stronger and cooler and- while I hate to admit it- better looking than me," Gojo teased, your laughter his haven that he could live in forever.
He loves you, (y/n), remember that.
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Yami Sukehiro
Yami, in general, was already extremely protective of you, especially after he discovered that you would forever be blind. Now that's not to say that he didn't encourage you to push past your limits. In fact he helped you train all the time. But see, the only problem he had with you training was when you trained by yourself.
And when he found out that you had been flying around on a broom by yourself thus leading to the breaking of your arm, Yami just about tore the rooftops off buildings with his sheer rage alone.
He was in the medical ward giving Magna and Luck a good scolding until you came prattling up, your arm perfectly healed by healing-magic. "Daddy, please stop being mean to Magna and Luck," You whined, tears in your eyes as you lightly shook, "I'm sorry. It's my fault... I went outside without their permission and rode the broom... It's my fault."
The entire ward went dead silent as Yami turned all his attention to you. Considering how bad his temper could get, you were pretty brave for admitting your mistake. And the look on your face; embarrassed, frightened and sad. He knew that you were telling the truth.
"Alright then," Yami relaxed and stepped forward to take your healed hand in his, his voice calm as he said, "Think it's 'bout time you and I had a little chat."
You whimpered but otherwise said nothing the entire time your father lead you just outside the ward. You knew from how he treated others that making him angry resulted in a scary outcome, and you worried what he would do to you now that you've finally done something to upset him. You felt bad too. Sad and regretful.
Once you were outside, Yami let go of your hand and lit a cigarette, "So... Ya just thought ya could do whatever the heck ya wanted to, huh?"
You tensed, your blind eyes staring at the ground, "I did a bad thing. I'm sorry, daddy."
Yami considered you. Unlike other people who annoyed him, he had never really ever gotten mad at you. Seeing how scared you were right now was suffocating enough to make him pout. Was he really making you that uncomfortable? But... He was your father. You shouldn't have to feel uncomfortable around him.
"Ya know, if this were me an' my dad, I woulda' already got my head beat in," Yami blew out a cloud of smoke, "Lucky for you though, I ain't him... I do wanna know one thing though- If all ya wanted to do was ride a damn broom, why didn't ya ask for help?"
You swayed back and forth, fiddling with your hands, "'Cause... You don't need help, an'..."
Ah. So you wanted to be like him. Yami closed his eyes in understanding. "Squirt, get over here an' look at me," Yami crouched down and guided your tiny hand to rest against the side of his face.
He in return cupped your face, gazing into your foggy eyes and saying, "I don't need help 'cause I'm all grown an' got full control over my mana. You're still a tiny, little sprout. Now if ya wanna train, that's fine, but 'till then, you train when someone else is around to help, ya hear?"
You nodded, your lower lip wobbling, "Yes, daddy."
"Eh? I go easy on ya an' you're still about'a cry? Talk about sensitive," Yami chuckled a bit, gently whacking your nose with his thumb.
"I-it's not you, daddy, I..." You whimpered, your body buckling up, "When I fell- i-it... It was just so scary a-and it hurt..."
Oh. Yami's face bloomed with realization. Oh... That was your first traumatic experience, huh? No wonder you were so upset. At first he thought about teasing you or making a sarcastic remark, but ultimately decided against it.
Instead he settled for wrapping his arms around you and pulling you against his large chest. "It'll be alright, squirt. You're tough. You'll pull through. Everything's gonna be alright, ya hear?"
Soaking up his comforting warmth and attention, you whimpered and nodded, trying your hardest to hide in the safety of his chest. Your father was so strong and comforting. With him around, it was guaranteed that you would always be safe.
#fanfic drabble#kakashi hatake x reader#levi ackerman x reader#gojo saturo x reader#yami sukehiro x reader#child!reader#platonic#no romantic relationships#Father drabbles#blind reader#black clover#attack on titan#naruto#jujutsu kaisen
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hair - @rosekillermicrofic - word count: 351 - NSFW, not explicit but VERY suggestive
"Yoga is relaxing," Pandora repeated for the upteeth time that day, as Barty lay panting on his mat, wanting to stab his friend in the face.
Sure. Yoga was relaxing. If you were at all flexible and cared about things like sitting still and quiet. But he lived on Redbulls and hadn't sat properly still since the first grade. He couldn't even touch his toes, let alone move to downward-facing-whatever, and didn't care to.
But he was here. Because he cared about Pandora. Points to him for being a good friend.
At least he wasn't suffering along. Evan was next to him, looking equally as wiped, and twice as in pain.
Pandora looked them both over. "Alright, new plan!" she said cheerfully, clapping her hands together. "Barty, move into down dog, please!"
Grumbling and moaning, he placed his hands and feet on the mat, pressing upwards until his arse was in the air, trying desperately to make a V with his body. The heels of his feet, he knew, were supposed to be on the ground, and his legs were supposed to be nearly straight, but neither of those things were happening.
"Okay, Ev, you get behind him and grab his hips," Pandora instructed, her voice calm.
"His what?" Evan asked, but a tsk from Pandora caused the other man to move, and suddenly two hands grasped his hips.
And fuck, those hands. Barty daydreamed about them. Big, with tattoos and a scar on one knuckle. They looked like they would be so perfect for so many activities. Pulling. Pushing. Grabbing. Squeezing.
Barty felt his stomach tighten and fought not to think too much about those hands.
"Now. Bring his hips back just a hair," Pandora murmured. "Let him feel the stretch.
Barty anticipated it before it happened. His body shifted backwards and he felt hands squeeze his hipbones, the swell of his arse pressing just slightly into what he could only assume was Evan's thigh. Or-
Oh.
He felt a bulge pressing into his pants, the stretch of Evan's hands no longer his main distraction.
Perhaps yoga wasn't that bad.
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I'm obsessed with your writings about the one piece DILFs, can we get the dilfs cockwarming with specifically a male reader? Reader approaches them to ask about doing it or when the guys would want to do it? Whichever you'd rather explore ✨
Male!reader cockwarming the One Piece Dilfs HCS
Characters: Mihawk, Doflamingo, Crocodile, Smoker,Shanks.
A/N: ohhh, what i see here? A challenge? I accept... Jokes aside, i am a woman and i try to make the hcs as neutral as posible so everyone can identify themselves so this is new, i hope i do It right.
Masterlist
Dracule Mihawk
Surprisingly is a really current activity.
He stays away from you long periods of time so when he cames back, both of you want to be close to each other... To the point of being really really close.
Now Its almost like a normal things, you miss him and get a little horny and lonely so you go to where he is, get naked and sit on his lap.
Like a clock, he understands what you want and instantly gets hard (even if he Will never admit that you have that power over him).
You sink yourself over his cock with a groan from both and stay that way all day, asking you how your days went or just listen to the silence.
Sometimes you fall asleep, other times you feel a little playful and start to move slowly... To Heat him Up, either to not get Up or tu go fuck you.
The first time It happened he started at you blankly, not really knowing where you got that idea, but when he saw the desperate look on your eyes and the bulge on your pants, he decided to indulge you.
The surprise it's that he loves It, and when he is outside on a job he just dreams about getting home to you and just spent all day with you ass on his cock.
Thatˋs your unique way to be together and spent time, sometimes ending Up on other things.
Donquixote Doflamingo
Lets be real, probably he was the one to proposed It.
But supposing that you gained the confidence to tell him about this, he Will see It as a challenge.
He Will challenge you to stay still as long as possible but that is really difficult when he is jerking you off and smacking his hips onto you form time to time.
And this situation happens a couple of times, always trying to push you out of your limits.
But one day he started to loose interest, not in the cockwarming but onto the teasing, he realised that he just liked to have you on his lap and talk about stupid things.
But he still IS a bastard so expect a smack, a thrust, or a teasing on your cock.
Sr. Crocodile
He spents too much time on the job, and you started to get needy and annoyed at his work addiction.
So, one day you went to him at work and he thought "nice, now i can rest a little, i am really tired", but when you put his hand on your pants and sat on his lap, he sighted, he understands your point but work gets him tired.
The thing he didn't expected was for you to stay still on his lap, he for sure thought that you were going to ride him, but this sensation it's not that bad.
It's the good about sex and your perfect ass but without needing to waste an energy that he doesn't have.
So now, from time to time, you get a call from his Office and you go to leave something, but you just stay there talking sweet things to him while he is burried inside you.
He simply loves It, cause he can see you and take a taste of you but still be in good shape to continue the day... But this doesn't mean that he won't go home and finish business.
Smoker
When he got ascended on his job, you started to see him really, really stressed and somehow, you came Up with that idea.
You approached him and proposed that, he turned into a tomato and say no.
But later that week, when he was on the verge of a collapse from the stress, he called you and accepted the request.
From that moment, when you sat on his lap while was laying in bed, It became his little moment of peace, plus if you give him a massage.
The view of your body on top of him and your ass pressing against his cock just makes It imposible for him to think on anything else.
It just gives him what he needs to keep going with his day and job.
It has come to the point that even on the morning, when he didn't leave to work yet, that he just wants a little session of cockwarming to start te day.
Akagami Shanks
You both Saw It at the first time on a sex tape, It was interesting in theory.
But when you tried, Shanks didn't get It and started to get a little impatient, laughing nervously while trying to thrust into you.
"I dont get It."
"It's supposed to be intimate, we are supposed to be like this to connect more." you said while locking your hips.
"i am with my dick on your ass, i can't be more connected than this." You looked at him annoyed.
"Idiot." You were about to stand Up but he stopped you with little kisses.
"Sorry, tell me something to distract." But he couldn't get distracted for much time.
It's not something that happens usually, but when you are in the mod, he tries to indulge you into this. Even when he didn't last long and end Up fucking you afterwards, he tries.
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Good Ol’ Days
Summary: In which you find out that Price used to be a barrack bunny. 18+
Pairing: John Price x Top Male Reader
He doesn’t remember how they had stumbled across the dreadful conversation. Maybe he should blame the Scotsman’s loose lips? Or maybe the man that hides behind a balaclava? Or maybe even the youngest of the group who approached everything with an awful lot of curiosity?
“You would know all about being a barrack’s bunny wouldn’t you cap?” Says the Scotsman with a playful slap to the older man’s back.
“What’s that supposed to mean?” Gaz says, face pinched in confusion, putting down the drink he’d be nursing.
Curiosity can even be seen in the masked man’s eyes as he now also turns to look at the older man.
However Price couldn’t care less about any of their reactions except for yours but as he turns to meet your gaze, he only sees an indecipherable look on your face.
Fuck
This isn’t how he wanted his new boyfriend to find out that he got fucked by half the barracks.
It’s not like Price had tried to hide it. He’s been open with the fact that he’s slept with men before, and that dating a man wasn’t his first rodeo.
But you were just getting to know each other properly and there were still plenty of things he had to tell you about his life, especially this part. And now it’s all been aired out and not by his own accord but because of the yapping group of men who aren’t even aware of the fact that the two of you are dating.
He doesn’t dare imagine what must be going through your head right now but one thing is for sure he'd tell his side of the story before you could get any ideas of your own.
Price throws back the remaining liquor in his glass, sits straight in his chair before giving the three men a pointed look while vehemently avoiding your gaze.
“Whatever I say here stays here or I put a hole through you, is that clear ?”
A chorus of yes sir echoes throughout the room. Price only dares spare you a glance through the corner of his eyes before he starts explaining himself.
“It was way back in the day” Price says with a shrug, trying to act as casual as possible while fidgeting with the now empty glass in his hand. “Didn’t even have a name for it back then, you’d just go to someone to get rid of all that excess energy, easiest thing would be going to someone you spent most of your days with”
“Someone ? More like the whole barrack” Soap chirps in but quiets down when he’s met with a glare from the older man.
“Could be” Price says before he finally dares meet your gaze “wasn’t always the case”
“Not always eh- so it did happen captain?”
Price breaks his stare to face the Scotsman instead. “Now that is none of your business Mactavish” Price snaps back causing Soap along with the other two men to burst out in a chorus of laughter.
The topic is quickly dropped, conversation moves along but Price feels your eyes linger on him for the rest of the night.
The five of you soon part ways, deciding to call it a night and a silence falls over the two of you as you walk to your room. Price wants to say something but manages to come up with nothing. All that’s going through his head is the images that must be running through yours.
John barrack bunny price
He almost scoffs at himself, fingers digging into the palm of his hand.
It’s not like Price had done anything wrong. It’s not wrong to have an active sex life, a very active sex life. However he wishes that he had the opportunity to tell you that himself because he would’ve, eventually, and not a way where you’d be imagining him getting fucked by half the barracks day in and day out.
You barley manage to step foot inside your room before Price starts the conversation.
“I can see you thinking from way over here you know” he says with a small smile on his face as he sits down on your bed “you can ask about it”
As soon as the words leave his lips you’re swiftly making your way over to him, and plopping down next to him.
“So barrack bunny” you say with a smirk on your face, and he feels the heat creep up his neck, ears and cheek.
“Please don’t use that word” he says, face scrunching up at your choice of words.
“I’m sorry- it’s just- I mean it’s not like I didn’t think you led a life before me it’s just that I didn’t expect- “
“For me to be fucked by half the barracks?” He quips in.
“Hey” you say eyes snapping toward his “you know that’s not what I mean “
“I know” he says with a chuckle before he starts to explain “like I said things were very different back then. There were barely any gay bars around and if you dared visit one you’d be good as dead,”
“But the army? It’s not like-“
“You’d be surprised kid” Price snorts, mindlessly fidgeting with his fingers.
You just nod your head, silently processing what he’d just said.
“So you aren’t upset?” He says, worrying his bottom lip as he pears up at you through his lashes.
“No. Why would I be?” You say face pinched in confusion. “If anything I’m a bit embarrassed. I mean here I am offering to teach you things when all along you could’ve been the one teaching me”
“Sergeant” Price scolds but you see a smile twitching at the corners of his mouth.
“What captain? It’s kind of hot “ you say smile growing larger as you inch closer to him.
“Seriously kid?” He snorts, no longer bothering to hide his smile.
“Mm” you say before you place a kiss on his neck as your hands latch onto his hips “Something else you want to tell me? Am I dating someone’s ex husband? Is your ex spouse going to burst through the door right now and catch us in the act hm? You say nipping at his ear and hearing a shaky breath escape his lips.
“You’re ah- you’re unbelievable you know?” He grunts out but you feel the prominent bulge in his pants.
“And you’re hard” you say, hand groping him through him through his clothing, hearing the way a moan escapes his lips.
“And do you plan to do something about it or should I go-“
But just as he tries to finish his sentence you smash your lips together and he can’t help but smile into this kiss, feeling completely breathless when you pull away from it.
It doesn’t take much before clothes are thrown all over the floor, and he’s laying sprawled out on the bed while you reach for the bottle of lube that you keep on the nightstand.
As you pour a generous amount in your hand you feel his own hand cup your cheek
“I-uh I haven’t done that in a long time so you know” he says, silently gesturing to what he means while feeling heat creep up his face “not since you walked through the door that day,”
“I know” you say with a big smile on your face.
“Cocky bas-“ but before he can say anything else you’re smashing your lips together.
It was a different time back then. Every encounter was brief and rushed and hidden away in the dark.
Price doesn’t want that anymore. He wants you to see him falling apart under your touch. He wants you to take your time with his body, spending however long you want taking him apart. He wants what you two have to last for the rest of his life.
Spitball w/ me?
#this is for my sugar 🔮 anonie#call of duty#john price#john price x reader#john price x male reader#captain john price#captain john price x male reader#captain john price x reader#top male reader#dom male reader#sub male character#bottom male character#tbh nothing explicitly we kept it sweet let’s go
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even though hannibal is a terrifying person, i don’t think he ever tries to act intimidating. he’s always very well put together, he never yells, never tries to make himself scarier in any way cause i guess he knows he can be scary without all that. however, there was one scene that i genuinely felt terrified of him, and it was at the end of antipasto (s3 ep1) when he was killing anthony (will graham knockoff) in front of bedelia
hannibal is very reckless the entire episode. he is posing as dr. fell, but that cover is threatened when anthony enters the scene, cause he knew the real dr. fell. if this were hannibal from earlier seasons, he would dispose of him as soon as possible, cause he was always careful about his cover. however, hannibal just seems to not give a shit in this case.
bedelia sees this happening and you can see she is really distressed about it. she was probably expecting hannibal to kill him when he invited him over for dinner, but he let him go. this put both hannibal and bedelia at risk, but hannibal didn’t really seem to care. bedelia probably fully realizes what kind of shit she has gotten herself into - this is not the same hannibal it used to be. so bedelia decides to run away but unfortunately for her, she’s too slow and hannibal comes back before she can leave. this time he brought anthony over to finally kill him cause now he realized he’s only posing as dr. fell. honestly though, i’d go even as far as to say he deliberately brought him in to kill in front of bedelia as a punishment, cause he probably figured she’s trying to escape. and then the terrifying shit begins.
this man never yells, but i feel like in this scene, he came the closest to that through the entire show. bedelia is out of her mind and he’s just demanding “are you participating or observing?” after which he goes into straight up gaslighting mode and tells her she’s actually participating. like he’s literally actively killing the guy but he’s saying “what have you gotten yourself into, bedelia?”
and truly. she’s gotten herself into some utter shit and can’t take it. and hannibal is pissed about that. because it was supposed to be will with him. will that saw him and understood him and accepted him and wouldn’t be scared and wouldn’t try to run away. he brought bedelia as a weak replacement of will and he’s angry because she just cannot replace will. so he’s lashing out and acting all bitchy towards her here.
bedelia is later bragging about how she was with hannibal behind the veil. but she didn’t admit that it scared her and she tried to run. will has done all kinds of bad things to hannibal, but he was never scared of him and never wanted to run away from him.
#this turned out longer than i planned#but yeah i’m rewatching s3 and this scene unexpectedly hit me#hannibal#hannibal lecter#bedelia du maurier#will graham#hannigram#hannibal meta#1k
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«Remembering the littlest of things — activities they like and dislike, favourite brands of stationery, go-to ice cream flavour, choice of popcorn» with lovesick eddie 🥰🥹
thanks for requesting :D i sorta wrote this as a part of the tcar universe but it can be read as a standalone fic!
summary: the one where eddie munson is the best boyfriend ever when you're feeling poorly (established relationship, hurt/comfort cw reader has a period and a history of bad boyfriends)
fictober (㇏(•̀ᵥᵥ•́)ノ)
You cry into your pillow like you just got your heart broken.
You didn’t, though. You’re just overtly emotional against your will and so full of love that you don’t know what to do with it.
And even though you’re weeping like a total maniac, Eddie stays at your side — rubbing up and down your back with a warm hand and trying his best not to laugh at your misplaced misery.
“I’m sorry, babe…” the boy murmurs over your sniffling. His thumb swipes soothingly over your trembling shoulder before his palm falls back down your spine again. “Didn’t mean to make you cry…”
You shake your head and swallow through a tight throat. “No, it’s not your fault,” you retort quickly, voice wet with tears. “I’m fine— I know I seem mental, but I’m fine, okay? I’m just emotional.”
Eddie fights back another laugh. You’re not looking at him, though, so he grins as big as he wants. “I know, babe. That’s why I got you ice cream. It’s supposed to help with the cramps.”
A poorly held-back sob tumbles from your mouth.
‘Cause he did get you your favorite ice cream, right after you told him you got your period. You felt too poorly to hang out, so he decided to come to you, and he didn’t waste a second. You’ve spent so long crying about it now that the carton is melting on your bedside table.
It only makes you feel worse.
Eddie winces when he fails to comfort you. “Sorry…”
“Stop being so nice to me! It’s making me sad!” you blurt, lifting your head from the pillow and looking at him over your shoulder. Your eyes are red-rimmed and glassy, your brows are twisted with agony, and your face is blotchy with the heat of your emotion.
Eddie grins. He doesn’t know how you manage to look so pretty all the time.
“Sorry,” he repeats, though his lopsided smile says otherwise. His ringed fingers dig softly into the base of your spine, where your cramps have seemingly migrated. He tilts his head and scrunches his nose. “I’d try to love you less, but I wouldn’t know what to do with myself if I did.”
“Eddie!” you shout when your eyes start to burn all over again.
A chuckle spills from his rosy mouth. He’s amused by your dramatics but still obviously sympathetic of you. “Okay, that was mean… But I meant it.”
“I’m just not used to all this, you know?” you mumble, fatigued by your own tears and lingering period pains. You turn to lie down again, burying your face into your pillow with the ardency of someone wanting to melt into their mattress.
Eddie resumes his absentminded petting. “Hm?”
“My last boyfriend would barely talk to me when I was on my period. He thought it was gross,” you confess, distracting yourself from the dull discomfort in your back and abdomen by picking at the fuzz on your blanket. “I bled on his sheets once, and he wouldn’t even look at me. I think he would’ve actually broken up with me if I didn’t wash them after.”
Eddie’s chest stings with withheld anger. It’s like you’ve shoved a red-hot knife into his sternum and twisted. He doesn’t know how anybody could be anything but gentle with you.
He wishes the world had been kinder to you. He wishes your past had been easier. He hopes that maybe he can make your future worth looking forward to, though. If he can be good enough to you to make you forget about every asshole that’s screwed you over, it would’ve been worth it.
“I know it’s not good to wish death on people, so I won’t, but I hope nothing good ever happens to that asshole,” Eddie tells you, totally serious but covering his rage with a teasing inflection. “Like, I hope his pillow is always warm on both sides and that his socks are always rotated just enough to make him uncomfortable when he puts them on. Nothing serious, you know? Just enough torture to make him slowly go insane.”
You smile at him, finally. It’s weak and weighed down, wavering softly at the edges, but it’s a sincere thing you flash over your shoulder nonetheless. “I’m glad we’re on the same page,” you quip with a soft laugh.
Eddie leans down to kiss you, even though you’re still a bit weepy and sniveling. He presses his rosy mouth against your own and lingers there — an innocuous, languid peck. Your lips click softly when he pulls away.
Your glassy, doe eyes flit between both of his chocolate ones when you go silently serious. “Thanks for being so nice to me,” you murmur like you might’ve burdened him in some way.
Eddie scoffs and lies more intently at your side. Still in his day clothes and sitting over the covers, he curls in behind you. One hand props up his head, and the other spreads out on your stomach over the blanket. “Don’t thank me. I’m your boyfriend. It’s, like, my job to be nice to you— I like being nice to you.”
“I know…” you mumble as you settle into Eddie’s warmth.
You’re still getting used to that. You’ve been so conditioned to beg for love that you don’t know what to do when it lays willingly at your feet. You’ve gotten too used to being treated like shit, and now you hardly feel deserving of the barest minimum. Eddie’s so sweet to you that it makes you feel like a burden.
“Yeah, so buckle up, sweetheart,” the boy says, laughing into your ear as he noses at your hair. The sound is a honeyed, heavenly one. The breath of it fans warm against your cheek. “You got a whole fuckin’ lifetime of this shit.”
“Yeah?”
“Hell yeah. Can’t wait to be nice to you forever. It’s gonna be metal.”
A grin pulls slow at your lips. You bury it into the pillow like a giddy teenager.
#published by bug#eddie munson x reader#stranger things x reader#eddie munson#eddie munson x you#eddie munson x y/n#stranger things#stranger things imagine#stranger things fic#stranger things fanfiction#stranger things fanfic#eddie munson fanfic#eddie munson fluff#eddie munson fic#eddie munson fanfiction#st drabbles#eddie spaghetti drabble#virgin!eddie munson#event: fictober!
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| Rosekiller microfic | Word count: 629 |
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“Is this your shirt?”
Barty looked up as Regulus’ confused tone filled the space between them, turning off his phone as Regulus pinched a tee between his thumb and forefinger and held it up to the light. It was a light cream color that Barty could admit would look extremely out of place in his closet, an odd bright spot against his band tees and general dark ensemble of clothes.
“No, it’s Evan’s,” he said breezily. Never mind the fact that it was in his apartment, despite Evan living… not in Barty’s apartment.
Regulus let the shirt drop to the floor and wrinkled his nose. “Then what’s it doing in here?”
He tucked his legs up, sitting sideways against the back of the couch, and tilted his head at Barty.
“Oh, you know—” Barty unlocked his phone and went back to scrolling— “he just leaves things here sometimes.”
“Like his shirt?” Regulus asked skeptically.
“Well, he does have other clothes here.” A bit of an understatement, considering Barty had an entire drawer dedicated to Evan’s clothes alone, but Reg didn’t need to know that. “So it’s not like he was just walking around shirtless.”
Not that Barty would complain about seeing that, though.
“Ignoring the fact that you two are entirely too codependent, what were you even doing in the first place that caused his shirt to be left on your floor?”
Barty doubted Regulus really wanted to know the answer to that. He raised one shoulder in a half-hearted shrug, still looking at his phone. “Things happen.”
“Things?”
Barty flicked an unimpressed gaze up at Regulus, who was staring at him with furrowed eyebrows. If Regulus truly hadn’t figured it out by now, Barty wasn’t going to help him.
“Yeah, things. Showering, spilling something on your shirt… do us a favor and pick whichever puts your mind at ease.”
Regulus sighed. “Why’re you being so vague?”
“Why’re you being so nosy?”
Barty swore that Regulus actually rolled his eyes.
“Can you just spare me the dramatics and tell me why Evan’s shirt is currently lying on the floor by your couch?”
Regulus was staring him down now, clearly intent on getting an answer. Barty didn’t particularly feel like giving it, but he supposed it would be easier in the long run to tell him now instead of getting hounded about it for the rest of today.
So Barty held eye contact with Regulus as he flatly replied, “It was getting too hot in here.”
Well, no one could accuse him of lying, at the very least.
“And why couldn’t you have just said that in the first place?”
Barty simply sighed and went back to his phone.
“Because it’s not necessarily your business what Evan and I get up to when you’re not around.” If only Regulus knew how true that really was.
“I suppose that’s fine, considering I’m not entirely sure that I even want to know. Unless the police are involved and I need to pay your bail. But also… he has clothes at your place?”
Barty didn’t see how Regulus hadn’t put the pieces together yet. It’s not like him and Evan were actively trying to hide it or anything. What’s more, Regulus was a pretty smart guy who should’ve realized what was going on between his two friends ages ago. Barty just figured that James’s general obliviousness must’ve been rubbing off on Regulus.
“Yes, he does. Why, are you jealous? I can get you a drawer too, if you want,” he offered.
Regulus looked around the room, unimpressed.
“I’m good, actually,” he said. “What I was getting at is that you and Evan are way too close of friends to be healthy.”
Barty just smirked at his phone.
That was certainly one way of putting it.
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#they were both in bad moods if you couldn’t tell#Barty because Evan had to leave pretty early that morning and so he had barely seen him all day#and Regulus because James was on a business trip#i love their friendship so much because I feel like interactions between them when they’re both in bad moods would just be so so funny#rosekiller#barty crouch jr#slytherin skittles#regulus black#rosekiller microfic#my microfics
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SPOILERS! (ninjago dragons rising season 2 part 2)
I'm crying why did she grab him??? And he doesn't even resist
Also, I LOVE how they go about Arin's "betrayal" Arin doesn't like him, he doesn't want to be on his side... He just wants what Ras can give him
Very confused about the "Wu caused the merge" thing because I feel like it's more of caused-it-due-to-not-stopping-it situation rather than directly causing it? Especially because Wu was actively trying to prevent it from happening, as shown on a few occasions
In addition to that, love how Cole is shown in the series so far, just wish we got a little more of him. I know they aren't the main characters anymore but he's the mom friend and they all need more of that lol Geo and him running to the museum together is so cute awgh
Liking how this is going, the Ras situation is curious in that it seems like he was attempting to avenge his people by "controlling" the forbidden five (moreso attempted to)
The only thing I didn't like about season 2 part 2 is how they went about the Jay situation? Something about it felt off or wrong, can't place a finger on it though... I may just be stupid and it may only be me, but felt funny; like it wasn't right??
Now, questions on my mind since this has raised some: If Lloyd hadn't been disqualified for being injured in a fight (lame rule by the way, he seemed fine <3), then would he have won? And if he did, he would have to fight Sora, but I'm more curious about what Nokt would have done about it Why did Lloyd's eyes stay green after losing his power? Is it not completely lost, just limited? 'Cause Cole was still able to control the rocks due to the assistance of the elemental energy in his mother's mech, meaning they still have the connection... Which would make sense, considering all the "got my powers back" instances Oh, also they called his power "life," which I find interesting because one would assume that the Tournament of Sources would have the correct name for his power! Curious what else Lloyd can do, since I don't think he's ever really reached his true potential? (I know people consider him becoming the Golden Spinjiztu master it but that doesn't make much sense to me) When Zeatrix attacked Lloyd with the sword, was that supposed to be her literally cutting through his side? They're legos so it kinda just looked like she whacked him with a long stick, lol
Euggh I cannot wait for more I love Sora and Lloyd's relationship. Also when she said "If he (Arin) even wants to be found" I lost it because I immediately thought of Morro oops Wyldfyre sleeping with Riyu, awjwaah... I was slightly sad when we didn't get much of her and Riyu at the beginning (since the relationship just makes sense), but those little things are great I also love Frak (however you spell it) and I hope he doesn't just disappear after that
Still want to see Lloyd go ape shit please elpase pleasesplease pelasep palesepelase pleaseee
#ninjago spoilers#ninjago dragons rising#lego ninjago#ninjago#lloyd garmadon#ninjago sora#ninjago arin#okay done ranting now#awugsh maybe not I love them so much#Seeing someone other than Lloyd fling around balls of green was poking at my brain in a funny way#dunno how to explain it#Very investing on how they might dive into Lloyd's abilities#He can definently do more than what we've seen him do#Like that power directly correlates to one of the source dragons#just flinging around neon green orbs can't be it#Tck chat#Tck rant
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In your bedroom, only soft breaths are heard. The ceiling looks nice, too, and so does Alhaitham. Somehow, he sleeps like the dead: arms rest gently at his sides, expression frighteningly at peace—the only thing that gives a clue to him sleeping is the eyemask lifted above his eyebrows, strewn somewhere on his head.
It makes you giggle to yourself. He looks goofy, and causes fondness to pool in your stomach, twisting and turning like you did moments before.
Fondness then gives way to jealousy, something like jealousy, because you can’t sleep. Your mind races, not particularly with any urgent thoughts, but it is active and you cannot shut it off—any attempts to won’t likely work, so you’re stuck with trying something with where Alhaitham lays to bring forth sleep. And, well, it doesn’t either. Just looking at him is a recipe of disaster—because there rises the desire to touch, to discover, to feel what he feels like it’s your first time seeing him on your bed—the first time seeing someone beside you, like this, on your bed.
“You’re moving too much,” some groggy voice speaks. “Are you having trouble sleeping?”
Sheets crinkle under your movement. A warm hand settles on your waist, gently, and slowly, now, you see Alhaitham who is squinting—the light on his nightstand’s been turned on, giving his side of the room a soft glow.
“No, not really,” you reply airily, “No trouble because I am trying to.”
His voice is quiet; stripped away from the layers of sarcasm and unintentional haughtiness; it is now filled with sleep, and all the things that come from being woken up. “That is having trouble with sleeping.”
You huff, inching closer to him. He is warm and, unfortunately, hogs all of the blanket, so the duvet barely covers your back. “Okay, smartass. You got me this time.”
“Did I now? I suppose that’s my first win of the day.” Alhaitham welcomes your closeness readily, the arm ‘round your waist now pulling you in—he’s never been one for excessive displays of physical touch, and the love language you choose is different from his. He is all acts of service, and you a combination of two others, but right now, when it is dark and the night has descended, his warmth melds with yours. “Changing your habits would lead to sufficient rest. I’ve told you so before.”
“Your fault for having to need to go to work early.” His breath is steadying; calming. There is a type of rhythm to it that makes you count sheep, like numbering the times he pauses for a moment, and then, you can hear him listen. “Your fault for also having a work schedule that doesn’t align with mine.”
“Dramatics,” Alhaitham points out. You don’t need to look up to him to see him roll his eyes. “You and I leave work on the same days and have similar work hours.”
“So?”
He sighs, the breath exhaled softly too much to be mistaken as irritation, “I’m quite sure you’re trying to say something. What is it?”
Your cheeks heat, and on instinct, your hands flies up to hide them. Stupid, the light on his nightstand barely reaches you—why… even…?
“Go on and tell me, joonam,” Alhaitham’s fingers pry your own from your face. Archons, it feels like it’s gonna fall off. “Don’t take too long, or else I’ll fall back asleep.”
You groan, “I miss you.”
“I’m right here.”
“Exactly!” You look up at him, frowning. Alhaitham meets your eyes, chin dipping; eyes narrowing slightly. “I still miss you.”
Alhaitham takes a moment to respond. If it were anyone less familiar with him, you’d shrink beneath his gaze—with every genius comes the thought process that they can proudly declare is their own, and Alhaitham falls quiet to process his thoughts. In moments like this, his eyes bore holes onto you, but you find it not particularly bothersome; it just causes something like embarrassment and a parched feeling surfacing when it happens.
When he decides to speak, it comes with some gentle flourish, “Our last date was a month ago, was it not?”
Oh. Well. Maybe… yes?
Alhaitham rolls his eyes, affection oozing from the gesture. “On second thought, I doubt you’d remember.”
“That’s a lie!”
“Your eyes widened and you looked like a frightened cat. Inferring from those observations and other information I’ve gathered since knowing you, it’s easy to deduce you’ve forgotten.”
Nothing rolls out of your tongue, except a half-baked protest that tumbles as it leaves you. Alhaitham fixes you with a stare, nothing too harsh, and you can’t do anything but give in.
“Later,” He starts, arm on your waist moving up to your shoulders, “Will you come home early?”
“I will be. Why?” You ask, curling into his side.
Alhaitham tells you, “Then be ready by the time I come home.”
Work, in a couple hours, will be easy—after all, if there’s an incentive to work hard, you’ll do it to your heart’s content. You tease, “You’re being nice. I wonder what’s happened.”
“It is my duty as your partner to not dismiss your feelings,” Alhaitham’s voice is quiet; the soft sounds of crickets outside even more louder. There is something serious in his tone, and silence falls onto you. “I had failed to realize you felt neglected. Us getting busy with work is not an excuse to ignore the fact you and I haven’t gotten time together. I wish to rectify that mistake.”
In your bedroom, only your soft breaths are heard. You look at him, the world having gone silent, and gaze into Alhaitham’s eyes. It’s hard to tell what rises in you, and if it’s a good feeling—though there’s some gut instinct that tells you it’s good, and you should bask in it. Is it right? Does this feel right?
Normally, you’d feel stupid pondering these things. But right now, as Alhaitham gazes back at you, expression calm as always, you don’t fail to notice what washes over you.
Relief, and the feeling of being seen. That’s what it is, and it is with Alhaitham.
“I’ll see you then,” You settle on that response, heart tightening in your chest. It’s hard to not let the fondness seep into your voice, and Celestia knows what you look like right now. “I’ll give you time to change, too. Don’t worry.”
(You look like an image he’s only seen on other couples, Alhaitham thinks. The shimmering of your eyes is something… foreign, yet familiar all the same.
This will be life with you, he decides.
And just like every choice he’s made, it is resolute.)
#—stellaronhvnters.#alhaitham#genshin impact#alhaitham x reader#genshin impact x reader#hanyi-writing#I DIDNT NOTICE THIS WENT UP TO 1K#im so dead#its so hanyiover#anyhow here's some alhaitham stuff bcos i was Brainrotting huhu
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Can you do a yandere Red X please? He was such a cool character in Teen Titans (2003) and sadly, there isn't enough content for him
General head canons and maybe even a short scenario? Either or, don't feel pressured!
YES! OH MY GOD YES! I assume you mean the guy after Robin taking over Red X.
[Also DC finally confirmed Brick Pettirosso is Red X???? Like no way- Probably not for TT ['03] though. He's probably just for the newer comics] [Also people who like him probably have a thing for masks-]
Selfish, only cares about himself
Or at least he did until he met you
He was just stalking some rich people, hoping to steal from them, when he noticed you getting kidnapped
He doesn't want to save you, but he's a little bit of an anti-hero and he can't just watch someone else get kidnapped
So, he decides to save you
He's a little annoyed, because he lost his opportunity to steal from the people he was stalking
But it was worth it when you gave him a pearl bracelet as a 'Thank You'
He decides to stalk you now, because he wants to know if you're part of a well off family he can steal from
Bingo! Boy just found the jack pot
Your father is a Ceo of some tech company. Your mother is also a business partner of a huge Casino. [One where a lot of criminal activity seems to happen]
He decides that his best opportunity to rob your place is to wait for you all to leave
And he finds his opportunity when you're heading to school and your parents are held up at work
He was about to leave, when for some fucking reason you came back home-
You pulled at the door, before shoving your hair out of your face. You couldn't believe you had forgotten your computer at home. Also why did it take you so long to notice that you had forgotten it? You rush up the stairs, before stopping halfway when hearing footsteps. No one should have been home-
Your brows frowned, as you peak into the jewelry room. Inside was the man who had saved you a few weeks ago. Your eyes widen and you quickly cover your mouth, but it was to late as you had already let out a gasp.
Red X turns around when hearing a gasp. He leans back, trying to see if someone was behind the door. No one should have been here- He reaches into his utility belt as he slowly walks towards the door.
You could hear his footsteps getting closer. What were you suppose to do? Run? Where would you run too? Your feet were working before your brain, because as soon as the thought 'run' entered your mind, you were running down the stairs and you hid behind a wall.
Now he knew he had heard someone. The click of shoes running away were hard to miss. He pulls open the door and looks into the hallway and down the stairs. He knew whoever it was was still in the house. He softly closes the door, before slowly walking down the stairs.
You could hear him. He was quiet, but the faint steps where still picked up by your ears. You were doomed. You were going to die. You didn't want to die- Not like this. This could be the end. Suddenly your grabbed and pulled into the man. Your eyes are wide as his grip tightens on your wrists
"Oh, it's you." He lets you go, slightly pushing you back which causes you to fall on your butt. "What are you doing here?"
"What am I doing here? This is MY house. What are YOU doing here?"
He doesn't answer you, instead looking up as if he was listening to something. There was a knock at the door and then the chauffeurs voice.
"Miss. L/n, are you okay?"
You look at Red X, he looks at you, and you look at him, and he looks at you. Just staring-
"Uh- Yes. I'll be out in a minute." You say, looking at the door, hoping maybe you can look through the door and warn him. Though when you look back to where Red X was, he was gone. "What the fu-" You stand up, trying to look for him, but he was gone, like he had never been there.
The only thing that proved he had ever been there was a large red X on the stands where the Jewlry had once been.
#red x#red x x reader#teen titans#yandere teen titans#robin x reader#yandere teen titans x reader#teen titans x reader#yandere red x
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What difference do you think we would have gotten to see if it wasn't jk with jm but let's say tae? I'm only using tae as an example cause he's the same age as jimin so the 95-97 remains there and the "dynamics change because of age" reason wouldn't be there. Or else i would have used other members as an example
TK bicker too, jungkook was teasing tae (Basically when vmk are together it's fixed that one of them is going to get ganged up by the other two, happens with TK-Jm, Jkk-TH, Vmin-JK so that's a given. He was considerate of tae as well given he was asking him to join when tae was on the phone or when he said to let's eat near tae even before he knew tae was unwell. It's of course basic manners to make ur supposed guest feel involved and they both did. he also said jeju was better because tae was there so i was just wondering what difference would it have made in the show if it was a TK show. like we obviously would have gotten them enjoying their time doing all the activities and I'm sure they know how to hangout without a third party involved so i kinda don't see much difference so it would be nice to see a different pov.
Hi anon,
I think we can only try to imagine how different things would have been if it was just Jk and Tae because we unfortunately have rarely seen just the two of them interacting for that long without other people as buffers and the few times we did get to see them together without any other members like the Taekook Carnation Vlive of 2020 and their joint instagram Live last year, it wasn’t really anything to write home about in my opinion.
Pre 2016 taekook together would have been pure comedy gold in my opinion because those two were hilarious and so much fun together when they were younger. They had amazing chemistry and knew how to go with the flow with each other so well but I don’t think things remained the same after they grew up and matured over the years. I think that biggest thing which made them to be able to relate to each other so much was not there as much anymore so things became a little strained.
Taekook can definitely hang out with each other without other people but I don’t think they can do it for as long as Jimin and Jungkook do it. Take AYS episodes 3-5 for example. Things were so much fun when the three guys had all those fun activities to do on the first day. They had climbing, racing, motorbike riding, it was so entertaining to watch all 3 of them having so much fun and just running around like 5 year olds but look at what happened the moment those fun physical activities were done. Tae was literally almost always on his phone and barely interacted with Jikook. While at the restaurants jikook were the ones always talking with each other while tae was either on his phone or was quiet. Even back at home after their day’s activities, he usually went to bed much earlier than Jimin and Jungkook while these two stayed up and just found fun in whatever silly thing they were doing. This, is the difference between taekook and Jikook.
When there is physical activity which they consider fun, taekook gel so well and could be so interesting to watch but one of them tends to lose some interest after a while or gets tired and retires while one is still in the mood to play around. This doesn’t happen with Jikook. Jikook don’t necessarily need a lot of physical fun activities to have fun together because they know how to create their own fun in any situation they are in. They know how to talk and laugh about the most random things, they have an insane amount of inside jokes, and more often than not, you would see them making decisions on what to do together. They also don’t always feel the need to fill the silence with noise. They are very capable of just being by each other without saying or doing much and would not feel bored but when you look at how tae was in episode 4 and 5 after the physical activities (plus his neck pain) it isn’t hard to see that he probably had, had enough. So imagine the show with just taekook in a situation like this. Tae probably spending alot of time on his phone, taekook barely saying anything to each other while eating at restaurants, Tae wanting to go to bed way earlier than Jk who is still hyper and just wants to play around and when you add to the fact that both of them are not big talkers, then you can imagine what it would be like.
Jimin is very good at starting and holding conversations and keeping things interesting with words. I don’t think Tae is good at this and Jk isn’t either but the thing is, when Jk is with Jimin, he talks more, he is such a yapper around Jimin but he is quieter with Tae probably because Tae doesn’t talk much either.
I can see how him being with Jikook in Jeju might have made things better because at the end of the day, things are always more fun with more people. There’s more laughter, more fun ideas etc so I think that is what Jk meant and Jimin too said he was able to run around like a kid again thanks to Tae. Jimin and Jungkook are the two who like doing more mundane and probably “boring” things together. They have always liked staying up late at nights doing the most unserious things together and it is so much fun for them while taekook are the ones who actually like doing fun recreational activities together. Jimin and Jungkook could be locked up together in an empty room and they would still find something fun to do. That is the difference anon.
Bottom line here is that Jk, Jimin and Taehyung are all friends. They all love and care about each other. Jk loves Tae and he loves Jimin too, he is also very close to both of them but Jk just relates or gels with both of them in very different ways. Just because they are all close doesn’t mean they have the exact same kind of closeness with each other. There are certain things that Jungkook might feel are better with Tae and others that he feels are better with Jimin. I think Jungkook prefers doing the extra fun outdoor activities with Taehyung, while he enjoys the more mundane or subtle things with Jimin. He just likes talking with Jimin, being silly with him, or just doing nothing with him. So with Jimin and Jungkook we would probably still see them doing just fine with little to no activity but with Taehyung and Jungkook, we probably need activities to actually see them gel well with each other. That is what I think the difference would be anon, based on everything I know about them and also what we saw on AYS.
Taekook actually don’t bicker much and based on what I have seen, one person usually gets upset when some jokes/ teasing gets too far. Think of Tae straight up getting upset and telling Jk not to take things too far when Jk joked about him being weak or how tae got mad and Jimin made Jk apologize back in 2019 when Tae was trying to say something during a Live but Jk told him that what he was about to say wasn’t important at that moment. Taekook are not used to bickering with each other like Jikook are so while Jikook would laugh about certain things when they joke with each other, Taekook wouldn’t. So you cannot even compare taekook bickering to Jikook’s. Jikook have been used to roasting each other since their rookie days, it is fun for them.
These are just my opinions though anon. Other people might see things differently.
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