#im so tired i hate her sm

[vibeechecker]

Me watching mha/bnha like “ew whos this old man on my screen, someone make him shut up and go back to tomura.” I’m so tired of this old wrinkly ass man and his “im so smart” bland villain ass. The story concept of tomura being taken over by AFO is so annoying to me, give me back my fav and stfu you egg head. It’s like william afton and vanny from fnaf all over again. You got your course. Now go. “I always come back.” No. Mf. Fucking stay dead already. You and AFO. LITERALLY NO ONE ASKED. EVERYONES TIRED OF UR BS AND “I WAS ACTUALLY THE VILLAIN ALL ALONG.” LEAVE.

[jadeofblades]

"God i hate shuichi SO much he's so pathetic and annoying i wish he died instead of-" 💥💥💥🔫

[lonelyworld]

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[kavehater]

I wish I could inject pasilyo into my brain so I can have permanent happiness

[anxietycryptidthetherian]

vent :3 cause I’m so interesting

she didn’t care. she didn’t care. she didn’t care.

not like I cared. not like I pined. not like I LOVED HER.

AND SHE FUCKING LEFT. SHE DIDNT CARE THAT I LOVED HER. SHE DIDNT CARE ABOUT MY EMOTIONAL SCARS, SHE DIDNT CARE THAT SHE WOULD GIVE ME FRIENDSHIP BRAKING TRUST ISSUES. SHE DIDNT CARE THAT I WOULD LOVE HER AND THINK ABOUT TO THIS DAY.

I LOVED HER. I LOVED HER AND SHE JUST FUCKED OFF. WHAT DID I DO? WHAT DID I SAY?

I WANT TO KISS HER AND I WANT TO RIP HER TO SHREDS BUT I COULD NEVER NEVER HURT HER

I LOVE HER I HATE HER

[satorugojoswiife]

lol that was probably my message. It consisted of me saying that I though the past couple of chapters have felt underwhelming and that this fight with Takaba kind of feels out of place. Like people would have enjoyed him more if this was explored earlier. Like it feels odd to come right of the coattails of Gojo and Kashimo. And Takaba’s fight has gotten more airtime than Kashimo’s which feels odd idk. And I also said that it’s starting to feel like they’re using the possibility of Gojo coming back to keep people tuned in and on edge. Because apparently this happened before when he was sealed. He was supposed to be sealed for much longer than he was but because readership was significantly down the unboxed him early. But then that makes 236 an interesting choice… but idk🤷‍♀️

anon you're back yay! Sorry about that lol.

tbh while I'm not overly invested in takaba I don't mind the change in pov too much. I'll admit I'm not currently that interested in what's going on, but I usually prefer to wait to judge until more chapters are out because alot of times with weekly releases its hard to fully grasp the full scope of everything when you're reading chapter by chapter instead of binge reading everything at once. I think no matter when it took place people would get bored because he's not one of the big important/favourite characters.

I mean who knows maybe kashimo is still around (copium I know, but still 💀) I imagine the fight will probably lead up to takaba either dying or almost dying and yuta or someone showing up to take over. (I want 2 see my son in action let's goooo but also pls be safe 🙏) I hope we get some interesting kenjaku lore at least.

I'm curious as to how viewership is now with gojo, *ahem*, dead but totally not dead he's coming back trust, and Megumi....well yknow. As far as I remember Megumi is actually the most popular character in the series. I have no doubt we will see him appear again at some point (whether he lives or not tho who knows) but damn, getting rid of your top 2 characters 😭

I've heard that rumor about the sealing before too but I'm not sure if it's true bc imagine sealing your character for 3+ years letting him out for 10 chapters only to kill him 💀💀 gege akutami...........when I find u ......

[szczylpierdolony]

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[callilouv]

the new hero chip is sof facking annoying why is its dmg lowkey good for a tank

[ozlices]

wrote another note as civilly as i fucking could despite still being triggered, honestly. if this one doesn't result in us actually make up i fucking give up bruh i cant keep doing this w her

[raleighbeckett]

the worst thing about being in hospital is nothing medical. the most horrid horrible terrible thing is having to sleep in a room with a random person

[obsidianbaby]

But that's what I love about you

synopsis - you always get told you're too loud and that your laugh is incredibly annoying but that's what your boyfriend chris loves about you the most

warnings/notes - NONE!! pure fluff, established relationship with chris, some pets names but like get over it ?

a/n - i loveddddd writing this request i had so much funnnn thank you sm @presleyanswrites

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The boys are pacing around the living room getting ready to go out to film a car video and chris notices you sulking on the couch.

"hey babe are you coming with us?" Chris asks from the kitchen looking over at you. Your face buried in your phone reading through comments on the last youtube video you featured in with the triplets.

"omg she's so fucking annoying"

"dont know how chris can put up with her"

"if i had her as a gf i would want to kms"

"her laugh tho? yikes"

"they must be so sick of her fr"

"how to fix my eardrums after hearing her yap the whole video no borax no glue"

chris noticing the sad look on your face, he wonders over to the couch and takes a seat beside you, resting his head in the crook of your neck. You continue to doom scroll through the comments, not being able to take your eyes off of the public hate flooding the internet.

"babyyyyyy" chris says softly against your neck.

"hmm?" you say not taking your eyes off of the screen.

"did ya hear me?" he asks, softly brushing the hair out of your face.

"no sorry, what did you say?"

"are you gonna come film with us? want you there with us tonight." he says sweetly, wrapping his arms around you pulling you against him.

"um... no i think i'll skip this one" you say quietly.

"what? you cant!!" Nick shouts from the kitchen.

you immediatley look up at nick and matt standing in the kitchen looking over at you and chris sitting on the couch.

"no it's okay guys i think i'll just go to bed or something" putting your phone down on your lap, the screen still open.

Matt and nick nod at you and start walking towards the stairs to the garage door.

"meet ya down there chris" Matt shouts as they disappear down the stairs.

"yeah guys i'll be there in a minute" chris says back. He sits up and turns his body towards you on the couch, "what's wrong baby?" chris asks searching your face.

"nothing chris im okay, just tired." you lie, looking down at your lap where your phone sits. Chris follows your gaze and sees your phone open on your lap and he looks back at you.

"whats going on hmm?" chris asks softly, reaching his hand to lift your chin to face him and he sees the emptiness in your puffy eyes. "have you been crying baby what's wrong?" he asks rubbing his hand against your cheek.

"it's nothing dont worry about it, go and film your video chris i'll probably be in bed when you get home" you say looking into his eyes, you can see the concerned look painted across his face and it melts your heart, you feel guilty about him wasting his time here with you instead of having fun with his brothers.

"listen, you can't lie to me like that you know how well i can read you," he starts, cupping your face in his hands bringing your face closely to his and he plants a gentle kiss on your forehead, "now tell me what's going on i wanna help"

you close your eyes enjoying the soft embrace of his warm hands holding your heavy head and you let out a heavy sigh trying to collect your words without breaking out in a sob.

But chris is right in the way he can read you and he instantly pulls you into him and you bury your face against his chest, your tears starting to fall.

"its okay baby im here i've got you" he says rubbing your back in soft circles, "tell me when you're ready okay? i wont force you to talk about it if you dont want to okay?"

you nod into his chest and take a few deep breaths collecting yourself before you back up to look into his eyes, "i just feel like people don't want to see me with you guys. like in your videos... I don't think they like me that much..."

Chris nods and looks towards your phone sitting in your lap, "whats going on hm? you wanna show me?"

you hesitate fumbling your phone in your hands before you sigh and hand it over to him. He takes the time to read the disgusting comments glaring from your phone screen, the same that are still swimming in your mind.

he shakes his head and closes the app, putting your phone down behind him.

"you know none of that is true, right?" he says, reaching out to wipe the silent tears now strolling down your cheeks.

"but its not just a couple comments here and there, so many people are saying the same shit. That I'm too loud, that my laugh is annoying, that i talk too much, that you guys must be fed up with me i just feel so disgusting and embarrassed."

chris's eyes sadden at your words and he sighs looking down shaking his head, "i know dating a content creator must be difficult for you baby, there's always going to be people who have nothing but negative and hurtful shit to say but they don't matter."

"but they're right chris, your fans aren't the only people who've said im too much for them, i've been told that im too much my whole life.." you say hiding your face in your hands.

Chris gently holds your hands and pulls them away from your face holding them in his as he looks into your eyes.

"yet you're here with me right now. and you know what? you're not too much, not for nick, not for matt, and especially not for me. I love you and i love how outgoing and loud you are." he says smiling sweetly at you.

"but-" you start but chris interrupts you.

"but that's what i love the most about you. I love your contagious laugh, i love the way you can freely share your thoughts and opinions without hesitation. You're perfect for me and my heart would break if you ever tried to dim your light because of jealous assholes hiding behind their screens on the internet." he says smiling at you.

you sigh, knowing your boyfriend is right. he chose you. and he's choosing to give his undivided attention to you right now to make sure you feel better and to show you how much you mean to him.

"i love you...." he says looking at you waiting for a response.

"i love you too chris. i appreciate you so much you know that." you say meeting his eyes. he presses his forehead against yours and the two of you stay like that for a moment.

he pulls away and looks at you a stupid grin on his face, "of course you love me i'm the best" and you giggle at him shaking your head.

"i wouldn't go that far..." you say teasingly and he gasps pretending to act offended making you laugh. man he always knows how to make you feel better.

Chris's phone suddenly vibrates, an incoming call from nick coming up on his screen and he looks at it and answers it quickly, "yeah nick im coming okay be down in a minute" and he hangs up pocketing his phone.

"its okay if you still want to stay home baby it's up to you but just so you know, the three of us want you there yeah?"

"i know... I think i'm still going to stay home, probably watch a movie."

"sounds good baby, i'll text you okay?" chris says pulling you into a big hug and he sprinkles a bunch of kisses all over your face.

"see you soon" you say as you watch your boyfriend get up and walk towards the stairs to the garage.

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a/n - first fluffffffff let me know what y'all think!! sorry if you hate the pet names "baby" and "babe" i literally cannot stand y/n so i try really hard not to use it okok thank you for reading mwah!! xx

dts - @jnkvivi @bigbeefybitch @loud-sturniolos @d44rla @stuniolvs @stasiesturn @moeberry @sturniolocamper @thatssocancelled @bitchydragonparadise @crazy-people-are-here

[thatdeadaquarius]

sagau with the language barrier issue except... the creator is sick and tired of trying to ask for things so they do everything themself.

and it gives their followers mass anxiety bc they can't even ask what you're doing... bc they know they won't understand anything...

SUCH A GENIUS NARVI 10/10 GOOD WORK SORRY IM SUPER LATE BUT THIS IS *chefs kiss*

Like, that's literally how I feel like I first played Genshin LMAO

Also this has a cont. Part 2 at the bottom bc tumblr fucking hates me UPDATE I FIXED IT THANK FUCK

Paimon was like "and then we go to Mondstadt- ! NO, not Wolvendom, to Mondstadt! NOT THE THOUSAND WIND TEMPLE WITH ENEMIES OUT OF UR LEAGUE, ENTER MONDSTADT FOR THE FIRST TIME BEFORE U EXPLORE THE REST OF THE MAP!! >:("

SO MANY IDEAS YET SO LITTLE WRITING SKILL GUYS HELP-

Also warning this is ROUGH in terms of spelling and editing and im so sorry abt that! I have my art show today so you're welcome to come back if you want to see it a little more readable tomorrow lmao

Edit Update 4/6/23:

Revised and fixed all the bad spelling and grammar (hopefully) so make sure to give another read if you havent read the cleaned up version lol

I dont have a beta reader so its just me trying my best ok-

Everything was like kinda chaos tbh at first

WOW- MY FIRST 1,000+ NOTES POST??!?! U GUYS, WHAT ARE R YOU DOIN??!!! THANK YOU SO MUCH!! IM GLAD U GUYS ENJOYED IT SM!! Also look out for more encoded stuff in the future since i mentioned wanting to continue stuff like this + ARG stuff :) <3

Edit 9/7/23: 2,000+ NOTES?? THANK YOU???

Like u wake up under the Irminsul, and u think ur hallucinating a goddamn gacha game for like a solid 5 minutes, or ur lucid dreaming, 

but once u actually took what felt like hours to process that u might actually be in fucking Genshin Impact-

Nahida came running from, somewhere?? Its kinda just very floaty dreamy in here so, unclear, she’s beaming with a giddy little smile (💘)

It’s… so much more than what her game model could manage.

I mean, you knew that, of course you did, but- to see the tiny goddess smiling in person, her cute chubby arms waving in the air, her cheeks all plump with baby fat from her excited smile, pretty green eyes that sparkle only in the way excited toddlers do-

It was just…wow. 🥺

You can’t help it, her sheer carefree excitement, exactly like a child but you know that she must be really overwhelmed with joy if shes letting herself act like that so blatantly, you feel ur muscles tug gently into a smile, you try to muffle it but ur happiness leaks out anyway

She's panting as she stumbles on short chubby legs to reach you.

After just staring at you with those big green clover eyes for a few seconds, she physically shakes her head to knock herself out of it,

Nahida places her hand over her heart, and bows elegantly, going back to looking at you with a small but bright smile, her voice is kind of quiet, muffled in a soft way, much like her game depiction,

“Hzozn! R'ev yvvm dzrgrmt gl nvvg blf! R wrwm'g gsrmp blf dlfow wvhxvmw fmgro R dzh zg ovzhg z uvd gslfhzmw bvzih low!” *

…Nahida begins to look a little concerned… her eyes get impossibly bigger.

…Oh no.

♧

Nahida had apparently quickly spread the news that you can’t understand them, but luckily it seems like all the characters still know you!

Alhaitham is pretty much a constant by your side, you knew he was vaguely studying linguistics in the akademiya… but that knowledge still didn’t prepare you to be intensely stared at with his diamond pupils for hours. 💀

Then he’d tap your shoulder or something, and you quickly picked up that he wanted you to just try and say something.

Then he would scribble for hours.

Turns out they can understand you about as much as you understand Teyvat language (s? You can’t even tell if there are multiple languages, that’s how unrecognizable this language is, damn)

The more extroverted or friendly people, like Venti, Yoimiya, Kazuha, Jean, Noelle, Amber, Xingqiu, Hu Tao, Zhongli, Ganyu, Barbara, Beidou, Collei, Ayaka, Gorou, Nilou

At least attempt to talk to you, and try very hard to watch what you gesture with your hands or body language

They're pretty much ready to play charades at all times for you lol

Interestingly enough, they only ever understood you when you typed in the chat (with other ppl)

But even then not immediately, 

Sumeru scholars basically had to make a whole new department (regardless of how much you play with others) to decipher your ancient language (to them) like those old clay tablets with cuneiform we’re still translating?

Like that, your words appear in elemental magic heavy places (so like that abyss lang. It’ll appear on walls or structures, so like Andrius’ stone colosseum? in Wolvendom gained some of your chat replies inscribed and glowing a rainbow of colors on the top edges of the walls)

Much like the abyss language you see throughout genshin, most Teyvat scholars (across nations/internationally) agreed your language is the oldest form of language known!

It’s like modern languages having roots in older ones, like English with Latin, greek, or German roots, or Sanskrit and the Prakrit for Hindi language today

…so of course no one really speaks the root languages anymore, because they’re so old, so those ancestors who spoke those languages would have little to no understanding of their modern counterparts…

◇

Occasionally if you turned your mic on for whatever reason there would be a gentle whisper on the winds in Mondstadt of your voice,

or your laugh in the waves washing ashore in Inazuma and Fontaine,

your startled noises or screams from battling bosses mixed with the landslides in the mountains of Liyue

So they know what you sound like, but that doesn’t mean they understood your language :/

Nahida had been hoping that you’re actual physical form being here would help improve the language barrier

But unfortunately, those things remained the same, but at least you were physically here to talk to now and give more content for the scholars to study rather than them having to make do with your snippets of language from chats

…so needless to say, it took you a long time to realize they viewed you as a god of sorts.

You kind of knew something was up when at least two allogenes were by your sides at all times, or eremites would replace them if they really couldn’t stick around

You figured they knew you weren’t nearly as combatant-ready as they were at all times, hell you obviously didn’t have a vision hanging off you somewhere, and you only really had a knife strapped to a belt, courtesy of the Thirty Corps

You are still kind of convinced that the people of Teyvat, or Sumeru at least, are just pretty polite (and in the allogenes case, very kind or friendly, even people like Alhaitham or Cyno, resting bitch faces they have, seem to soften a little when they’re walking around with you… maybe you’re just imagining it…)

And as much as you would love to wait until they understand you to do something more fun, as you can see the frustration on Tighnari’s face (and his ears try to flatten back hehe) as he looked like he was debating heatedly with some of the Sumeru sages who insist you stay in the city

…so why not go?

It’s not like they’re going to get it anytime soon, and it’s still too frustrating for yourself to charade things or draw things for them because you can’t even hear their guesses 💀

You can totally handle being like the traveler too, 

You still have access to your inventory afterall! Plus, lucky for you, you still find a pass for the Serenitea Pot in your little pocket dimension!

So now you have somewhere to sleep at night, and while most of your stuff went to the traveler’s pack, the things like Primogems

(which.. Okay now you really want primogems bc theyre so pretty and shiny irl)✨️

And other high-level things, or just objects of no use for the traveler (so basically all your hoarded level up stuff and infinite amount of weapons lol) came along with you

So you did have to wander the first week or so around the city and even commission the Adventurer’s Guild to grab you food supplies to cook with

Filling up, along with a few big waterskins, you’re off!

...and everyone collectively has a heart attack!

◇

When you show up in Ghandaraville essentially all “✨️💖☺️✨️” on Tighnari’s doorstep-

He chokes on the tea he’d been sipping on before he opened the door lol

He looks a little frazzled so you try to just gesture with “calm yourself small animal” energy with your hands

“Tivzgvhg Oliw! R'n- R- sld wrw blf-?! Mvevinrmw, xlnv rm, xlnv rm, ivhg! ...R mvvw gl hvmw z nroorlm ovggvih mld gl ylgs gsv vmgriv xrgb lu Hfnvif, gsv Zxgrmt Tizmw Hztv, zmw gsv Nzgiz nlhg orpvob…” he began out looking at you and talking and gesturing to his small dining table (the game sucks, his house looks great and has lots of cool rooms filled with interesting plants… oooo…so pretty...) 

But then he kinda just devolved into rambling, no need to understand, you can read the vibes and just know that's what he's doing lol

Collei eventually ducks in, and she looks a little panicked?

She’s quickly followed by Cyno, pushing past her to call out into the house,

His voice seems hard and stressed, looking at Tighnari, “Grtsmzir, szev blf hvvm gsv Tivzgvhg Oliw zmbdsviv, gsvb dviv hvvm xlnrmt gl Tszmwziezeroov ozhg-” 

Cyno stops and blinks.

Collei’s mouth is slightly dropped open, she also just, blinks.

You blink. 

Tighnari blinks tiredly, he looks like he’d rather be done for the day, you think.

The doctor sighs, and moves his head to nod towards the other dining seats.

◇

Sumeru foods are so much better looking in real life, and they’re so good too, your practically bloated by the end of dinner, 

As a thank you, bc u cant say it obv, you just gesture for Tighnari to stay sitting, and he gives you a raised eyebrow and a suspicious ear twitch

But stays still, and you reach out to finally hit the eight-pointed star hovering over his, and all playable characters chests at all times.

Like you suspected, it brings up a holographic character menu, but rather than his full model, it kind of hovers in front of Tighnari’s face, replacing his old 3D model self with framing the real thing for a portrait just in front of his face

The poor Denro user nearly jumps a foot out of his chair as he looks in shock at your screen, you do the same “chillll boy” gesture with your hands and press his shoulders for a second to remind him to not run off or panic

Cyno and Collei had done the dishes and put up leftovers, and are now standing behind Tighnari, watching with equally wide eyes,

“...Dszg ziv gsvb wlrmt gl blf?

Cyno’s voice is even deeper and quieter than usual, you feel goosebumps run up your spine

“Ziv blf tvggrmt yovhhvw, Nzhgvi Grtsmzir?!” Collei’s sweet voice is also hushed like she’s witnessing something sacred, Tighnari gently shakes his head negatively in response, his shoulders shrugging,

“Nzbyv? R uvvo... z orggov hgilmtvi, zmw nb Erhrlm rh zxgrmt fk zh dvoo…”

Though he’s replying, Tighnari’s eyes haven’t once left your ancient magic? technology device? hovering in front of him,

and as he crosses his arms and squints to try and look closer at everything floating in front of him, you can see the childlike gleam of awe in his green eyes, (so cute) in fact, now that you glance up and look, both Collei and Cyno have the same quietly excited and fascinated sparkle in their eyes too

With a displeased sneer, you chuck his old level one bow into the material grinding spots, hope he wasn’t attached to that…

Oh well, he’ll like the new one better, afterall, with no characters, all your best weapons and artifacts are ready to use!

With a small smile of reassurance, you finally finish gearing Tighnari up, tap a miniature version of that 8-point star in the corner like an “X” button, and it retreats like a classic TV set📺 turning off into his chest, he startles but then carefully stands

You decide to just start making decisions bc its worked out so far ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

And grab his hand and haul him out into the forest, Collei letting out a surprised squeak, her and Cyno hurrying after

You reach the nearest clearing, and gesture at Tighnari like a bow and arrow firing, he gets it, and your glad he already trusts you, because he doesn’t take long to summon his bow

He takes aim at a smaller tree about two cars length away

You can feel them all holding their breathe, as Tighnari charges it with Dendro, the arrowhead glowing, (it looks so cool and badass irl god you feel envious even tho ur already here-)

The ranger lets it fly, it streaks neon green, whistling through the air, it hits the tree-

and it fucking explodes.

Vines and leaves and the trees roots all rapidly swell like theyre filled with water, like it literally got hit by a superhero with plant powers, which, not that far off actually.

The green floating Dendro seeds make a ring around the tree its so full of elemental energy-

You give a wild grin, you still got it, hell yeah. >:)

Your grin widens as you look over at Tighnari, Collei, and Cyno

Cyno has a smirk lighting up his face, eyes eager, Collei’s jaw has dropped and she’s just frozen staring as the tree finally settles from the burst of the dendro powered arrow

…Tighnari has lowered his bow, and his mouth is only slightly open, his ears perked straight up into the air, shaking with excitement? Happiness? Interest? You don’t know how peopl-animal-hybrid ears work,

and you STILL cant talk to any of them to ask what they thought, so looks will have to do >:/

Tighnari is the first to move, his head snapping over to look at you, the brightest, kinda feral tbh, smile taking over his face-

“Blf pmld, dv xzm'g fmwvihgzmw blf, zmw blf fh, bvg R xzm'g dzrg gl hvv dszg rm gsv dliow blf'iv tlrmt gl wl mvcg. Blf'iv znzarmt."

… and you just 🙂? Cool!

And give a thumbs up👍LMAO

☆

Bonus:

Alhaitham was literally running around Sumeru City trying to find you when you left, tho you did try and leave a translatable-in-3-to-5-business days-note, he didn’t have time to translate that because you were gone.

Or worse, lost in the city, and he would never forgive himself if he lost you, esp as Acting Grand Sage-

Kaveh got a letter a day and a half later from Tighnari letting them know you were having a sleepover in Ghandarvaville lol

Kaveh also had to hunt down Alhaitham to give him said news, then force his roommate to go sit or lay down for the rest of the day to recover lmao

(Haitham honestly kinda freaked Kaveh out bc he’s never seen him that... desperate, it was like seeing a statue emote lol)

♡

ARE YOU KIDDING WE ALMOST HIT LIMIT AGAIN?!

Bro has anyone else had this problem???

I literally had to switch from PC to mobile and copy and paste it there to get all my shit in and tumblr not throw a hissy fit???!!!

FUCKING TUMBLR- SUCK MY BIG FAT- 👹👹 UGH

ANYWAYYYY SO I FINALLY CAVED 

And started doing ciphers for when you dont get teyvat’s language! I meant to do something fun like this for awhile but I wasn’t sure if that would be kind of annoying, but if you’re interested in learning what they actually say (which the whole point of this is that dw it doesnt rlly matter lol) here’s a hint:

*hint = Atbash

:> good luck!

Wish me luck on my art exhibition today!! Then I’ll be homefreeeee 😭

Safe Travels,

💀♒

♡ the beloveds ♡

@karmawonders / @0rah-s / @randomnatics / @glxssynarvi / @nexylaza / @genshin-impacts-me / @wholesomey-artist

[gh0stsp1d3r]

Love the last Jj x sister!reader u did and kind of obsessed with this prompt

TW: anxiety, SA, abuse

Basically,

Y/N wakes up to Luke coming into her room in the middle of the night Luke closes the door and tells her to be quiet and SAs her. Then in the morning, her lower half is sooo bruised and sore she couldn’t let the pogues see it. She ran to this old shack to stay and stayed there for three days ignoring all calls from the pogues. After three days she loses her patience for the bruises to fade and goes to the chateau. She pulls her shorts as high as she can so they cover the bruises and pulls down her top to try to cover. She slowly steps in and sees all the pogues huddled debating where Y/N is. They all immediately look up when the wood makes a noise at your step. “Y/N??” Sarah asks. They all quickly hug you and then Jj is like wtf where we’re you what happened and then she doesn’t say anything, hee eyes slowly start to water but she tries to hide it. Jj notices and motions to the pogues to leave. They do and Y/K hugs Jj crying in his arms, him reassuring her it’s okay and then asking her what happened and then she tells him and he’s all “im going to kill him” and yeah

Sorry this was so long, you’re so talented xx💕🫶

love the angst sm.

𝒮𝒾𝒸𝓀 𝓂𝒶𝓃

‼️Warnings: brother!jj, descriptions of sexual assault/rape from father, talk of sa, anxiety. ‼️‼️‼️‼️

READ AT YOUR OWN RISK!! This is a dark fic. And I am not responsible for any media you consumer‼️

It wasn’t often you and Luke were home alone, mostly because Jj hated to leave you alone in the first place. He was more of a father than Luke ever was.

JJ had knocked on your door in the morning, leaning against your doorway.

“What?” You grumbled out, eyes still shut and still tired, tone laced with sleep.

“Jeez, girl, it is 2 pm! You’re just now waking up?” He asked you with a quirked eyebrow. You grumbled an incoherent response and he laughed.

“I’m goin’ to the Chateau, staying for a while. Are you coming?” He asked you, thinking he already knew the answer, but was shocked when you told him no.

“You sure?” He was more nervous about leaving you alone with Luke than he was with anything.

“I’m fine, Jay.” You told him. And you wish that you listened to him then, you wished that you went with him.

It was dark out when Luke stumbled into your room, 11 o’clock. You were struggling to fall asleep, and just when you finally began to drift off, you heard the door creaking open.

You furrowed your eyebrows when you turned around, seeing your fathers figure in the dark. He looked at you, eyes red and hung low, clearly high and drunk off of something.

His breath reeked of alcohol with a mix of that vinegar smell- coke. He slowly came closer, stumbling as he got onto your bed. Your eyes were wide in confusion and fear.

“D-dad?” You stuttered out, looking at the man.

“Shhh..” he cooed to you, his hand going to your face, moving your hair from your forehead. You trembled while you froze up in fear, body tense.

His eyes bore into your own, the look in his eyes was terrifying, like he was the predator and you were the prey.

You sobbed in your bed, looking at his sleeping form on the floor. He had passed out right on your floor after he was done.

You changed into new clothes, grabbing the pajamas you had on earlier with shaky hands, fisting the fabric, covering your mouth when more sobs threatened to escape. You shoved them into the bottom of the bag.

Finally, you recollected yourself and shoved everything else you could into your bag, still sobbing when you left the house. You walked for a while, before running into an old shack. The rain poured down on you, you began to get cold. You had no other choice, opening up the dingy doors and pushing them aside.

It was dark in here too, the only source of light was your phone and your flashlight you had brought with you. You threw your bag onto the ground, made a makeshift bed, and stared at the rusty old walls the whole night.

You thought of going to the Chateau, of course you did. But when you looked down, you felt ashamed, what would they think? What would Jj think? Would he think any different of you? Would they think you’re disgusting? You had nowhere to turn.

Your phone rang again, JJs picture popping up. You declined it, letting out another cry and shutting your phone completely off.

You stayed in the shack for 2 days before it got too cold, too dark, and lonely. You put on the longest shorts you had, along with the baggiest shirt you could find.

You were starving, thirsty, and so tired. You wanted nothing more than to collapse into a bed again. Just not your own.

You grabbed everything, remembering the steps to the Chateau. You took a deep breath before you opened the door.

You walked into the Chateau, seeing them all talking amongst themselves. They hadn’t noticed you yet.

“I’m getting worried.” JJ told them, his eyes were heavier, and his hair was disheveled. “I mean- she never fucking declines my calls.”

“We’ll find her, JJ.” John B told him quietly, a hand on his friends shoulder.

“I mean, we know she’s not at home. It’s a start.” Pope shrugged, trying to look on the bright side, although he was just as worried.

“She would have told me where’d she go. Something happened. I know it d-“

JJ stopped his sentence when he heard a creak in the floorboard, your mouth went agape as you stared at all the pogues back.

“Y/n?” Sarah was the one to speak first, and JJ was the one to stand up first. You swallowed the lump in your throat, JJ walking towards you, wrapping his arms around you and sighing in relief.

“Oh my God.” He murmured. The others came over and joined the hug, happy about your return.

“Where have you been?” JJ asked when he pulled away, everyone staring at you now. You tried to hold back your tears, you really did. But you couldn’t help it. JJ furrowed his eyebrows.

“Hey, could you leave us alone for a sec?” Jj asked them all, looking at them.

“Yeah, course.”

“Nice to have you back, lil Maybank.” Pope pat you on the back lightly as they walked away and into the back.

“What the fuck happened? What’s wrong?” He asked you, watching tears cascade down your face now.

You just wrap your arms around JJ, falling and collapsing into his arms, crying into the fabric of his shirt. He looked around, confused as fuck, but awkwardly pat your back, and it seemed to be working a bit.

“What happened, sis?” He asked you quieter this time, pulling away from you to look you in the eyes. You sat down and he sat across from you.

You cast your eyes to the ground. “On Friday… luke…” you said his name like it was poison, as if he would show up if you said it. “came into my room. It was eleven. It was dark, and it was pouring. I was going to go to sleep when I heard the door open.”

JJ listened carefully, getting anxious with every word you said.

“He…” you took a deep breath, fighting off more tears, sniffling and wiping your nose. “He walked in and he stumbled around. I was confused and I was going to ask him what he was doing. It was like…” you began to cry again, rehashing the memory. “I was frozen. I couldn’t do anything. H-he told me to be quiet, and to stop struggling, and that- that it would be over quicker if I stopped shouting. He- he grabbed me and pushed my clothes off, and-“

“Stop.” He said, JJ’s eyes were wide, swallowing the lump in his throat and looked at you with sadness. His eyes welled up with his own tears, he shook his head. “Don’t tell me… he fuckin’ touched you?”

“I-“ you paused, did he not believe you? Your heart started racing. You just nodded, looking at him.

He took a deep breath, throwing his head against the wall as he processed it all.

“Do you not… believe me?” You asked him, your voice cracking.

“I believe you.” He reassured you, looking down at you, wrapping an arm around your shoulder, pulling you closer to him.

Your cries broke his heart into pieces. “It hurts, Jay.” You sobbed out, seeking comfort in your brother, putting your face onto his shoulder, your tears staining his shirt.

“I know. I know, y/n.” He told you, kissing the crown of your head.

“He’s a sick man.” The anger in his chest rose, feeling nothing but hatred for the man. “Swear to God, I’m gonna kill him one day.” JJ murmured under his breath, looking up at the ceiling again.

You laughed quietly, it interrupting your cries for a moment.

“You’re never gonna have to see him again, okay? Never.” He told you once you quieted down.

You nodded against him, he sighed, keeping you close to him. JJ would get his revenge, but he knew what mattered most right now was you.

“What are we gonna do, Jay?” You asked him quietly.

“Hey, what we’re gonna do, we’re gonna go to the hospital, and we’re gonna get that son of a bitch locked up for this shit. Okay?”

You nodded against him. “Can we stay like this for a little?”

He gave you a sad smile, leaning his head against yours and nodding. “Course.”

[kenlvry]

how would the main four (separate) react to fem reader sleeping on their shoulder on the bus

main 4 reacting to f!reader sleeping on their shoulder on the bus

17-18

kenny

at first he thought you was tryna be romantic and like yk lay on his shoulder

AND YOU TWO WERE THE TYPE TO PLAY AND LIKE NO ROMANCE AY ALL SO HE MOVED HIS SHOULDER and you head literally bumped the seat

it was so loud the whole bus went silent and his face is frozen. 😧"im so sorry i didn't know you were- cmon lay ur head back, i am sorry omfg"

you bring up it up the whole day and complain about 'your head hurting because of someone' and literally glare him.

next time when you lay your head on his shoulder he'll make sure to look at you before acting so impulsively ,🤗🤗

kyle

is literally a rock. the moment he feels your head on your his shoulder he immediately stops fighting with cartman infront of him

"okay simp" "stfu cartman ur lucky y/n is sleeping rn or else i would pull on your head".

is trying his best not to move, looks at you to see if ur comfortable. contemplates wether to move your head on his lap or just let you be

if there's a bump he holds your head so you don't jump with the whole bus.

if he moves even a little his head turns to you immediately to see if ur sleeping.

when you woke up you swore that sleeping on the bus wasn't as peaceful 🤨🤨

stan

is also immediately frozen like um...

literally stares at you the whole ride like how are you so calm while sleeping?? so cute omg 🤭🤭🤭

he asks the whole bus if they have a pillow or some sort and butters has one and he puts it on your head so you dont get neck pain from the position

refuses to move an inch until you woke up, it doesn't matter if he feels tired of the position hes in he is staying in that position, he can handle the pain.

holds back demons trying to yell at cartman to stfu so you can have a calm ride

may or may not take your pic.. i mean cmon the way the lighting was hitting you, it was too beautiful.

if you woke up he'd ask if you feel tired or need to take a quick nap again again

overall best nap youve had on the bus 👍👍👍

cartman

OKAY AT FIRST YOU WERE SLEEPING AGAINST THE WINDOW, and like if there was a bump you'd bump your head on the window and cartman was looking at your dumb self and tilt your head to his shoulder

when you wake up for a bit cartman acts as if he didn't do it and you js go back to sleep

AS MUCH AS HE WANTS RO PULL BACK AND LET YOU FALL HE HOLDS BACK FOR YOU, MANS IS INLOVE ‼️‼️

shushes everyone who gets slightly too loud because "y/n needs her beauty sleep"

he worries sm for your neck bc of the posture youre in but i mean.. he couldn't do anything so wtv

tells you to not do it again bc he hated it but inside literally wishes you did it again 🙏🙏

[cdbabymp3]

hi! i love ur editor!reader, i was wondering what some like domesticated things her and hamzah do? like do they shop together for necessities? do they cook for each other? or do they kind of like mind their own business while being roomates? love you sm queen

𐙚domestic stuff ― hamzahthefantastic

notes/warnings: just a collection of domesticated activities w these two shy freaks <3 nothing super nsfw, just mentions of pads and using condoms lol

farmer's market 🍊

hamzah found this street downtown that holds a bunch of food and trinket vendors every sunday morning, so that's what sundays usually look like for them. the market opens at 8am and you guys are always the first ones there LMFAO. hamzah will be like, "oh, wow, this is so cool! how much is it?" and the poor lady working the tent is still setting up her stuff 😭 it's also a fun opportunity to try new foods that the vendors make homemade, which he's all over. lowkey he's a bit of snob when it comes to organic food, so he loves the homegrown/homemade shit. you'll both separate for a bit and come back with samples for each other to try, it's very wholesome. "ah-hamzah! too spicy!" you giggle, waving your hand over your mouth, not even sure what hamzah just gave you to try "no, they're good! i bought a whole bag!" he holds up a large bag of spiced cashews with a price sticker that says $30.00 "30 dollars???!!" you spit out what's in your mouth and grab the bag "yeah, but they're homemade!"

cooking 🥄

believe it or not, hamzah is a pretty decent cook ! he teaches you some simple recipes since you've never lived on your own before. you guys like to try recipes that are wayyyy too advanced for you just as a challenge. it usually ends in ordering take out, but you two laugh and bond so it's #worth it. plus, it's the perfect excuse to watch him open sauce jars and help you stir when your arms get tired. with your flexible schedule and him filming, you're the one who cooks for the two of you―unless he really wants to. he has a burner facebook account just for recipes im so serious. he does not play....if it's a way to impress you, he's doing it. you mentioned wanting cupcakes randomly? he's never baked in his life, but for you he's reading 'susan's yummy vanilla cupcakes in a pinch' like it's the bible. he even goes to mandy for baking tips, but makes her swear not to say anything to you or martin. 'accidental' food fights. if you're both working on dinner together, he'll 'accidentally' get some marinara sauce on your hand, so you flick some parmesan cheese back at him. this usually results in you two chasing each other around your small kitchen, trying to dodge small bits of flying ingredients. one time, martin facetimed you guys in the middle of a food fight and he was so confused. "wait, what are you guys doing?" he gets close to the camera, noticing bits of food and stains on both your shirts "it's pizza night. mind your fucking business, bro." hamzah will try not to laugh and hang up 😭

shopping 🛒

let's just say the walmart and ikea employees hate to see you two coming.... you guys take so long at both stores, but especially walmart. hamzah is always grabbing shit you don't need and then forgets where he found it. you're there on average 2 hours per trip, it's embarrassing. just to get basic necessities, it takes forever. you offer to split up so you can get your stuff and he can get his, but he refuses like a child. he also gets distracted easily, so you figure it's better if he sticks with you. that way he can't get lost. however, with how reliant he is on you for the grocery list and location of the items, when you're sick and can't join him.... it's a fucking nightmare. he'll call you or facetime to make sure he's getting the right stuff, but he's speaking full volume and you keep telling him to be quiet. "wait, which ones? the green or purple?" he asks, flipping the phone camera so you can see "um, the purple, yeah..." you say quietly, face flushed "purple??? these big hammock-lookin' ones?" "i'm hanging up." you'd never tell him, but when he brought home the groceries you swear you saw a box of condoms amongst his bag of toiletries. a pang of nervousness and jealously hits you. your brain rapid fires a million questions like: when is he using those? does he think he's going to need them soon? who is he using them with? it's none of your business, you know that, but still.....sometimes you forget he can just go out and hook up with someone he if wants. it's makes you a little sick to your stomach. albeit slightly possessive, it's hard to picture him with someone else when you two spend so much time together on the daily. sure, he could meet some nice girl at a coffee shop. they could hit it off and she could take him back to her place. but she doesn't go lamp shopping at ikea with him or know which deodorant he likes and which one he's allergic to.

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[gorgeys]

heyyy i've been thinking about this specific scenario w our queen for a while now and id love to see you writing about it if possible bc ur amazinggg

so basically ive been thinking about maeve and reader being in the beginning of their relationship but maeve is still very closed off and hates any sign of vulnerability so when reader notices that and tries to help maeve process her emotions in a healthier way than w drugs or just bottling up like she always does she gets really defensive and fight w reader about it but then maeve realize that it was a shitty thing to do n apologize to reader because she really wants this to work its just that old habits die hard

basically angst w happy ending bc im a sucker for hurt/comfort

never let me go ★ queen maeve

Queen Maeve x fem!reader

Maeve has her walls up, but you help her break them down

Warnings: angst, hurt/comfort

Word Count: 2960

Note: thank you sm for the great request! i'm not the best at writing this hurt/comfort stuff but i really tried!! i hope you enjoy!

you stuffed shredded chicken into a searing pan of sauce.  if someone had walked in, they would have assumed you were cooking for a family of six. but no, the pan was piled high just for your girlfriend who had a never-ending appetite and claimed she'd rather eat your food than the meals at any restaurant.  that boosted your ego quite a bit considering maeve had literally dined at the most expensive and renowned restaurants in America.

some nights she'd come up behind you while you whipped up one of your classic dishes and wrap her arms around your waist.  she'd leave little kisses behind your ear and tell you how much she missed you, leaving a stupid smile on your face.  then she'd rest her head on your shoulder and ask you to tell her everything about your day because her day was "boring as usual."  you didn't consider being a crime-fighting superhero boring by any means, but you got the hint that she didn't want to talk about it.

but then other nights you wondered if the meal was all she came for.  it was nights like tonight, where she sat silently at the kitchen table with a beer in one hand and an empty bottle beside her, that left you worrying. whenever you glanced back at her, she always seemed to be blankly staring off into space, as if complicated thoughts were clouding her mind.  you had tried giving her space but you couldn't get rid of the feeling that something was wrong.

she only makes her presence known when she gets up from her chair, opens the fridge, and reaches for another beer.  upon noticing, you release a tired sigh that catches her attention.

"maeve, do you really need another?" you ask without turning around.  "i mean, you're gonna finish the whole case."

she closes the fridge behind her.

"i can just go out and buy some more," she says with a simple shrug.

"no, maeve, that's not what i mean," you say.  you half turn to meet her eyes and just look at her for a moment, wondering if she'll catch on.  from the little twitch of her eyes, you think she does, but she still doesn't say anything.  she just stands there and stares back at you, her hand wrapped around the neck of the bottle.  you sigh once more.  "is something going on?"

"what? no," she quickly says with the slight furrow of her eyebrows as if it's a stupid question. she doesn't sound one bit convincing.

"right," you say, fully turning around and dropping the wooden spoon into the pan. you lean your back against the edge of the counter.  "so you just sit in silence, drinking like a fish for no reason at all?"

she scoffs and laughs as if you're being absurd.

"since when do you care how much i drink?" she asks with her usual satirical smile.  you know that smile well.  it's the one she always displays when the conversation is teetering on something uncomfortable.

"since you started drinking like a middle-aged man going through a divorce."

"oh, come on, y/n" she says, waving you off.  "it's just cause i can't really get drunk like a normal person.  i need a few more."

"a few more?" you ask with raised eyebrows.  "maeve, you drink enough to kill a couple racehorses.  i mean, the only people i've seen drink that much are people trying to forget things."

her smile falters and you take it as a sign that you're headed in the right direction.

"if anything's going on, i want you to know that you can talk to me about it," you say sincerely, taking a step toward her.  "i'm always here for you, no matter what."

you catch her rolling her eyes before she turns away from you.

"god, stop with all the sappy shit," she says sharply.  she slams the beer on the tabletop rather hard.  "i'm fine, okay?" she says, borderline shouting.

"then talk to me, please," you say, placing a hand over your chest.  you know you sound a little pathetic as you plead but you hope it gets through to her.  "because it's so hard to guess what you're feeling when you just sit there not saying anything.  i can only imagine the worst."

she audibly groans before she sits back in her chair.  her eyes lock dead onto yours and she ignores the desperation written all over your face.

"i have shitty enough days already, the last thing i wanna do is come here and talk about my fucking feelings like i'm in kindergarten.  i deal with enough children at vought already," she says, crossing her arms and staring daggers into you.

you press your lips together out of frustration.  she's a grown woman but she's acting like an immature teenager.

"well you can't just keep everything to yourself," you say, matching her posture and crossing your own arms.  "i know it's a lot to carry between the seven and vought and having to save everyone in this whole shitty city, so don't feel like you have to carry it alone."

she laughs at you and it only feels like a punch to your gut.

"god, i didn't know i was talking to my fucking therapist," she says, overenunciating her words and practically spitting at you in the process.  "do you come up with these lines yourself or do you steal them off inspirational pinterest boards?" she asks with a derisive smile.

"maeve," you sigh, growing tired of this game that you're playing.  she's usually awful at these touchy conversations but she's especially defensive tonight.  you take another step toward her. "all i'm asking is that you have a real conversation with me.  i mean, i feel like i'm talking to a stranger half the time because i don't know a single thing about you.  you wanna talk about the bachelor for an hour but can't tell me a thing about your day or what's actually bothering you.  it's like pulling teeth with you."

you take a final cautious step toward her and place one palm on the table to support your weight. you're standing just inches away from her.

"stop shutting me out.  it's hurting both of us," you say, more softly this time.

"you mean it's hurting you," she says, punctuating her words by slamming her fist on the table, causing you to flinch and jump away from her.  you look down and notice she's cracked the wooden surface.

you've never been seriously scared of her strength before, but you are in this moment.

"i'm doing just fine, actually. you just want me to have a break down so you can feel better about yourself and your small, meaningless problems," she says, rising from her chair.

you scoff out of disbelief.

"do you even hear yourself right now?" you ask, throwing your hands up in the air.  "i'm your girlfriend, not some villain you have to fight.  i'm not praying on your downfall.  all i wanna do is help you."

she laughs and shakes her head while you huff.  it boils your blood when she treats you like this, like some ignorant outsider, not someone who cares so deeply about her.

"oh, okay y/n, so let's just hold hands and sing kumbaya and maybe all my problems will disappear," she says, the typical sarcasm dripping from her tone.  it's quickly replaced by venom.  "you can't do anything to help me.  you're stupid for ever thinking you could," she yells, before falling back into her chair and opening the beer bottle with the flick of her thumb.

once again, you just stare at her, wondering if she'll recognize the insanity behind her words and the visible hurt they've inflicted on you.  but no, she just takes a long swig from the bottle, letting you know that nothing you've said has pierced her tough exterior.

finally, you've reached your limit with her.  you know this is going nowhere.

"well fuck me, maeve, for trying to help," you say, spinning around and turning the stove off.  she puts her beer down, a little surprised by the abrupt change in your usually understanding nature.  "you can make your own dinner and go back to your bougie penthouse and drink yourself to death up there, okay?  i'm not fucking doing this tonight."

she only watches as you, with glossy eyes, stomp toward your bedroom and slam the door behind you.  she doesn't make an effort to stop you, but instead sits there almost dumbfounded by the way she's tipped you over the edge.  she had never seen you like this before.

she stays at your now cracked kitchen table for quite a while, downing her third beer and contemplating if she should go in and talk to you or leave like you asked.

even if she did push aside the embarrassment and work up the courage to knock on your bedroom door, what would she even say to you?  that she has blood on her hands from all the people homelander's killed and she can't take it anymore?  that when she closes her eyes, all she can see are those screaming, terrified, innocent people?  that that's why she's broken inside?  no, those are her burdens to carry, not yours, she thinks.  she can't scare you away now, not this soon.

"fuck," she curses as she stands up from the table, eyes locked on your bedroom door.

she wants to be in that bed with you, her head tucked in the crook of your neck as you sleep soundly.  she wants to fall asleep to your perfect, soothing smell and the soft sound of your breathing like she usually does.

but no.  no matter how much her heart hurts, she can't bring herself to your door.  she can't let you see through her like that.  instead, she throws the bottles into your trash can and walks out of your apartment.

xxx

for the next few days, all maeve can think about is you.  she thinks about you opening your apartment door for her, close to midnight, after a long night of crime-fighting.  you're in your cute plaid pajama pants and maybe your oversized queen maeve shirt that she stole for you from vought tower.

she thinks about watching netflix on the couch with you, cuddled under your favorite soft blue blanket.  she thinks about the moment you slump against her shoulder as you begin to doze off.

she even misses your texts.  she misses your "have the best day, baby!!" texts.  she misses all the heart-eye emojis you send her.  she misses the cute impromptu pictures you take, especially the ones you take of yourself kissing random queen maeve billboards or posters around the city.  she misses your "i love you <3" texts.

and it's during a boring seven meeting where she keeps checking her phone, hoping for a text from you, that she realizes that she can't lose you.  she desperately needs you and every day that she doesn't see you feels like a pointless one.  she can't carry on with vought or the seven or saving people if she doesn't have you to come home to.

so maybe, to make this thing between the two of you work, she needs to change.  maybe she needs to open up, because losing you is not an option.

that's the sentiment she repeats in her head as she knocks on your apartment door, waiting impatiently to see you for the first time since your fight.

she hears the pitter pattering of your bare feet from behind the door before you swing it open.  and there you are, in all your glory of messy hair and sweatpants.  you don't say anything, so maeve sends you a weak smile.

"hi," she says awkwardly, looking almost embarrassed to be in her current situation.

"hi," you reply, more coldly than she's used to.  though she understands after everything she said last time.

she stares at you for another beat, soaking in every part of your presence.  relief floods her body just seeing you.

"i, um, i bought you a new table," she says, raising the cardboard ikea box she had tucked under one arm.  "i'm sorry about what i did to your other one."

you open the door wider so she can come in and set the box down in your kitchen.  when she walks back to you, you still have one hand on the door edge, holding the door open.

"is that all you came to do or..."

she can't read your blank expression.  do you want her to leave or stay?  it doesn't matter.  she has to be brave right now.

"no," she says, standing awkwardly in your living room, her fingers playing with the hem of her sweater.  she nervously looks down at the floor for a moment.  she reminds you of a shy school girl that's trying to work up the courage to ask out her crush.  "can we talk?"

you close and lock the door and notice that maeve's already invited herself to sit on your couch.  so you sit beside her, your body turned toward her and your elbow resting on the top of the couch.  you watch as she sits there stiffly, as if she's never been there before, with her hands tightly folded in her lap.

her gaze nervously flickers from your face to her hands every few seconds.  you can see the gears in her brain spinning in overdrive as she tries to find the right words.  although the air is slightly tense and awkward, you would sit there for hours if it meant maeve would finally share herself with you.

"y/n," she finally says, abruptly raising her head to look you in the eye.  your heart jumps a little. "being a hero isn't all it's cracked up to be.  i've...seen terrible things," she says before taking a deep breath.  "i've done terrible things."

you realize that this is the moment.  this is the moment where she's finally going to let you into her life.  her whole life.  so, you shelve your anger and gently rest a hand over one of her wrists.  you give her skin a soft, encouraging squeeze that tells her to continue.

"and...the guilt is the worst part.  i-" she pauses to take another shaky breath and then press her lips together.  you can see that tears are beginning to prick the corners of her eyes.  "i don't know what to do," she admits, her voice cracking.  your heart cracks along with it.

"and i guess..." she continues.  "i didn't want you to have to worry about that.  i didn't want to scare you," she says, looking back down at her hands.

"maeve," you coo, resting your other hand on her shoulder.  a pout naturally finds it's way to your lips.  seeing her this emotional almost makes you want to cry with her.

"and i'm so sorry.  because...not telling you made everything even worse.  and i just don't want to lose you," she says, a tear rolling down her cheek.  her hand immediately rises to wipe it away.  "i don't want to lose you because of something stupid like this."

"maeve," you say, your hand leaving her shoulder to push a strand of hair out of her face.  "it's okay., it's not stupid.  i get it, you're not used to doing...this. i know it's hard for you."  you gently hold her cheek in her hand, forcing her to make eye contact with you.  "but you could never scare me away.  i promise.  i'm with you because i want to know all of you.  all the bad stuff too."

"but, y/n, it's really bad," she says, pressing her lips together to prevent herself from breaking down.

you're leaning into her and holding her face with both hands now, your foreheads almost touching.

"maeve, you're a good person," you say.  you sound so sincere that maeve can't help the silent tears that start to flow rapidly.  that was everything she needed to hear and more.  "i know that.  you know that.  whatever is going on, it's not something that we can't overcome together.  if you let me in, i'm going to help you as much as i can, okay?  i'm always here for you," you say.

she nods in your hands and feels her body flooded by an overwhelming sense of comfort.

"i need you, y/n.  i need this to work. and i wanna be better.  for you," she says, finally bumping your forehead with hers.

"i know.  and i know it's scary to tell me all this stuff but i promise, it's going to get easier.  if you trust me, there's nothing we can't do," you say, a little smile finding it's way to your face.  you know it sounds cheesy and it's something maeve would have made fun of you for under typical circumstances, but in the moment, it feels right.  "and you know i love you, right?"

she instinctively wraps her arms around your shoulders, engulfing you in the tightest hug you've ever received from her.  she familiarly tucks her head into the crook of your neck, inhaling that smell she missed so much.

"i love you so much," she whispers into your skin and you melt in her arms.  you hold her just as tightly, your fingers rubbing up and down her back.  "i missed you."

"i missed you more," you say.

"i'm never letting you go again," she says, squeezing you to her chest even tighter, and you laugh softly.  she's telling the honest truth.

though fear still lingered in the back of her mind, this feeling sure as hell beat any alcohol.