#smt angst

[songmingisthighs]

Pitiful, You're Pitiful

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ch. ii

group : ateez

pairing : aged up!wooyoung × aged up!reader

genre : angst, mature

word count : 3 k

warning : adultery, cheating, medical condition (?), mentions of loss/miscarriage, negative depiction of wooyoung

a/n : happy valentine's <3

It had been two months since the night you were intimate with Wooyoung and it was still suffocating to think about.

It hurts a lot actually. But you can't let your sadness take over you, especially when Wooyoung hasn't shown any concrete signs that you should be worried other than your feelings. So you kept it to yourself, you kept your anxiety in and with every trip and team dinner or client meeting, you convinced yourself that he was doing what he said he was doing no matter how nauseated it made you feel. The stress must've gotten to you badly because the nausea was starting to become unbearable and even made you vomit almost every day. You figured it was psychosomatic but since it had affected your housework (aka Wooyoung complaining that you were up late several times, Dayoung grumbling under her breath about you not even caring to make her breakfast, and Woohyun refusing to go to kindergarten because he was worried over you).

Today started quite roughly.

"MOM!"

You barely held onto the countertop of your sink when you heard your daughter huffing from the other side of the door. The pain in your head and the discomfort from your stomach made your body sway slightly and the second round of angry knocks felt like a hammer to your head.

"Mom, seriously, I'm gonna be late!" Dayoung sighed sharply. You could just imagine the look on her face and while you love your children to bits, the way your body was practically shutting down on you, it felt like you wanted to scream back at her to give you a break. But you kept reminding yourself that you're the parent, she's an angsty teenager and you can't create a hostile environment for your youngest.

By whatever force that was working in your favour, you managed to walk yourself to the door and though your hands were cold, clammy, and trembling, you were able to open the door to see your daughter glaring at you. "S-sorry sweetie, mommy's not feeling well right now," you sighed, wiping the cold sweat off your forehead with your palm.

Dayoung hated the way you referred to yourself as if she was still a child or something and she let you know her disdain with a scoff and a roll of her eyes. "If you were so against me taking the bus in the morning, you could've at least made an effort to be punctual. I had to dress Woohyun, you know that? He and his milk-drenched chin almost ruined my cardigan and uniform. How is it that I'm doing things you're supposed to? Couldn't you have gotten drunk during the weekends or something?" she sneered, oblivious that it had been a while since you touched alcohol because when you tried to have a glass the week before, you ended up throwing up for some reason. The throbbing was coming back along with annoyance and you couldn't help the sharp exhale that you let out, "Can you not be like this right now? You being disrespectful won't make me move any faster." At least Dayoung had the decency to shut her mouth but from the corner of your eyes, you could see her fists clenching. "Where's your dad anyways? He knew I was not feeling well, he could've taken you and Woohyun to school." Although you were sighing and struggling to move without keeling over, you still forced your body to cooperate, determined to prioritize your motherly duties above letting sickness take over you completely. Dayoung only leaned on the wall while texting her friend, completely aware that you had almost fallen over a couple of times as you changed into your jeans, "I don't know, Daddy seemed to be in a rush this morning. He went out like an hour earlier than usual, humming and mumbling something about meeting someone for coffee before going to the academy."

The lighthearted tone Dayoung used didn't hide the heaviness of those words. You had been rather preoccupied as a mom to really follow up on your instinct so when you heard that, you felt a chill down your spine. For a moment, you couldn't help but wonder what or why you felt like that. As quick as that doubt came, you brushed the thought away as you grabbed your bag, rushed your children out the door, and loaded them into your car.

Being a parent was truly a wonder because for a moment, while focusing on your children, you felt like your body was mending itself. The headache was gone, your joints were not achy, and the bloated feeling in your stomach was relieved. Maybe it was stress, a psychosomatic symptom because you had a feeling that something was wrong with Wooyoung and because nothing did, your body directed the feeling towards your health. It's possible, the body is mysterious and things that make almost 0 sense can happen in a blink of an eye.

But once you found yourself all alone after taking Woohyun to his class, you slumped against the side of your car, clutching your head as the pain suddenly returned all at once. It was then and there that you realized that something was going on with you and you needed to get it checked out immediately.

On the way to the hospital, your mind was at war. It was plagued with scary scenarios like cancer one moment before the logical side of your brain reasoned that it could be something as simple as indigestion, acid reflux or even stomach flu. The anxiety didn't die down and you thought that at moments like this, you needed your partner, you needed your husband. Your husband who in the past had gone above and beyond to nurse you back to health even when it was just your allergy acting up. It was ironic that as you smiled and reminisced about the things your husband did for you in the past, your phone let out a long dial tone that let you know that you couldn't reach your husband for the 5th time. The anxiety bubbled up at the pit of your stomach as your fear went on automation, immediately associating Wooyoung not accepting your calls as a bad omen. One by one, your brain started ticking off possibilities such as stomach cancer, bowel obstruction, and kidney problems. Then your daughter's jabs started popping in your head, her jabs about how you drink a lot. It wasn't like you get drunk on wine twice a week like a ritual but it was never like that. You do enjoy the occasional glass but even then, it was slightly less than the amount people usually pour and it never surpassed you feeling tingly. But maybe you had accidentally subconsciously increased your intake and what you were experiencing was liver failure.

Out of all the diagnoses you were fearing, you honestly weren't expecting the doctor to tell you that you were pregnant.

As embarrassing as it was to admit, the moment the doctor revealed the diagnosis, it was like a punch to the gut and you vomited all over the ER floor. On the plus side, you no longer feel bloated.

"I can't be pregnant, there's no way. I haven't been intimate with my husband in a long while," you said after gulping down the water one of the nurses brought for you. "Blood tests are rarely wrong, ma'am," the doctor pulled her stool closer to you and sat down to look at you straight in the eyes, "When was the last time you were intimate with your husband?" It was both easy and hard for you to remember the last time you had sex with Wooyoung. You couldn't even call it making love because it wasn't. He fucked you to shut you up and left you alone like a washed-up carcass. The urge to scream and go crazy was high as it seemed like such a joke to get pregnant from that one time.

You wanted to laugh, scream, cry at how ironic the situation was. How when you tried so hard to grow your family with your husband, you were met with heartbreak. But now that things were verging on collapsing, you were suddenly blessed with a person you didn't even know you'd been waiting for. But your brain hadn't caught up to that point, still in disbelief and maybe even shock.

The doctor's voice was merely a murmur at that point. You couldn't focus, you couldn't really comprehend what she was saying because you were so deep in your thoughts, your bitter thoughts of the situation. You were worried because after what happened to your last pregnancy, it took you a long while to be okay again. There was even a period of time when Wooyoung was the only functioning parent, taking care of the role of both mom and dad while you recuperate. Of course, you weren't expecting to lose this pregnancy too. Who would do that? But the fear existed, the fear remained a part of you and as much as you want to shed it, it was so hard.

Nevertheless, you couldn't help but let your mind wander and suddenly flicker into hope. Hope that this baby will bring your husband back, bring him back to the way he was before the loss you both experienced. Hoping that his distance was because he was also waiting for this same little stranger.

"Hey, (y/n)!"

You turned around and saw Yunho jogging towards you, huffing.

When did you get out of the ER? You felt a buzz in your hand from your phone and frowned when you saw the message. When did you make an OB appointment?

Whatever the answer was, you immediately tried to shove your worries away and put on a smile, trying to appear normal or somewhat okay in front of your husband's friend.

Before you could greet him back, however, he cut you off, "I came as soon as I heard," he panted. "What?" you chuckled awkwardly, not understanding what he meant but slightly worried because you had thought someone saw you in the ER and heard what you and the doctor were talking about and informed other people. "How's Wooyoung? Was it really a heart attack? I heard he hit his head or something. Which room is he in?" It felt like you were the one who hit their head because you had no idea what Yunho was saying. You waved your hands in front of Yunho's face to stop his rants, "Whoah, Yunho, what are you talking about?" Now it was Yunho's turn to be confused. "I-I was informed by the academy's front desk that Wooyoung got hurt. They said they called Wooyoung in because he missed his special trainee class and they got information that he was hurt and that he was admitted here so I thought that he was with you."

In a flash, you turned and dashed to the information desk, Yunho hot on your tail. the both of you stayed close as you go up to the room Wooyoung was admitted in, worry evident in the way you both looked but it was definitely more prominent on you.

Once on the floor, you ran out first to the nurse's station before Yunho could even register that the elevator door had opened. Your hands accidentally slammed loudly on the hard surface of the counter, making Yunho and the nurses in the station to jump slightly in shock, "Hi, I-I'm looking for Jung Wooyoung, he was just admitted not too long ago," you were on the verge of crying because you were so worried and you felt and that you didn't even know your husband got hurt. The nurse checked her computer for a second before looking back at you, "He is on this floor but I'm afraid I can't let you visit him just yet. His wife is in there with him and considering the situation, we were instructed to let him get his rest first. Visitors are permitted once Mr Jung's doctor clears him and you will be notified by his wife." Your eyebrows furrowed in confusion and so did Yunho at the revelation, "That... That can't be right, I'm his wife," you said, surprising the nurse. She produced a guest sign-in form on a clipboard and muttered to herself, "I- well, there was this lady who came in with him and she told the doctor that they were in their bedroom when Mr Jung had the accident. She mentioned- I- I think she mentioned that she was his partner, s-so I just assumed she was his wife because of the ring on his finger," she meekly showed you the signature on the clipboard but it looked unfamiliar.

"Yeon Harin? That's our backup dancer," Yunho scoffed from behind you, "What's she doing here with Wooyoung?"

Dread washed over you like the water from a river in winter. The look on your face was enough to let not only the nurse who talked to you but the other nurses around know what was going on. Guilt gnawed at them when they saw your face paled and eyes glazed over as if they were the ones who committed such betrayal towards you. However, it took Yunho a moment to realize. His eyebrows furrowed and his eyes lingered on the name as his brain replayed the information he received. Dots connecting one by one, Yunho felt like he was being punched in the gut. "Oh fuck," he cussed under his breath, realizing what just happened. Realizing what his revelation of the identity did, "(y/n), a-"

Before he could ask if you were alright, you had pushed yourself away from the station, eye unfocused as if searching for a way to escape. "I... T-thank you... C-can, uh... Can I come back later with my hus- Wooyoung's things? W-what time is the cutoff time for visitors?" You did not notice it but your voice trembled, breaking slightly even as you tried communicating with the nurses in a voice so small, that they had to not breathe to hear you clearly. It was obvious that you were trying to hold yourself together, but it was also probably because you were processing the information. The head nurse pushed past from the back of the station and addressed you directly with a gentle, motherly smile, it was a shame you didn't see it. "Cut-off time is in 2 hours which will be at 12 pm and it will reopen at 6-8 pm. But for family members, there isn't really a cut-off time, I'll make sure Mr Jung's visitor is out of his room soon," at least someone had the decency to do what's right.

You didn't even remember if you told the nurses thank you because when your senses returned, you found yourself already walking back towards the elevator. "(y/n)? Hey, are you okay?" Yunho called out, making his presence and proximity obvious to you. You wanted to tell him that you were fine, but how could you? Your assumption was just confirmed in such a public place in a situation the same hour you found out you were pregnant in the same place you found out that your husband was hurt and you weren't there for him. Although his side piece was there and considering that he was with her when he was supposed to be at a very important class due to the account and his own ownership of account management, he must've prioritized her presence more. Yunho didn't press you for a reply though, he just wanted to make sure you were okay, he wanted to make sure he could give you what you needed which was tricky since he had no idea what to do. He too, was still processing the information and trying to make sense of things. Was his assumption even correct? Was his friend really that much of a monster? So when you hopped in the elevator, Yunho didn't know if he was supposed to let you go by yourself or jump in and drive you home. Were you even going home? Why were you even there if you didn't even know that Wooyoung was admitted?

When you finally spared Yunho a glance, the door was starting to close and with a smile that haunted him for weeks, you spoke, "Don't tell Wooyoung about this, okay?" and the door closed, leaving Yunho worried and conflicted because all he wanted to do was go into Wooyoung's room and demand an explanation but with what you said, he couldn't. Could he?

When you heard the door closed, your body slumped to the wall and you felt your legs turn to jelly. Your intuition was right, he was being unfaithful and his timing, as always, was just perfect because the day you found out the truth just had to be the same day you found out that you were pregnant with the baby he fucked into you so coldly. A wave of nausea bubbled up in your stomach and your chest burned. The moment the door of the elevator opened, you ran out and your legs took you to the parking lot where you vomited out the bile that was probably the physical form of your feeling. Though the pressure was relieved, you could still feel the sting and burn in your throat, the bitterness in your tongue, and the dread washing over you.

Hunched over the bushes, you found it hard to straighten up and walk. At that moment, you want everything to stop because it was too much, it was too much for you to bear to bear alone.

Mere realization was not enough because you were in denial, you wanted to believe that it was just a dream, that you were hallucinating, that your husband was not the asshole but you were for wanting him to be a monster so much that your brain had somehow warped reality and created this scenario for you to hold onto.

Honestly, you didn't know what to process first.

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[doodlesdreaming]

Vengeance is gonna tear me apart(mentally).

(I’ve been awake since 4 am with feels from that recent trailer drop)

[everythingwasalreadypicked]

Thinking about Al and Ethan and Kronos again but mostly how it affected the rest of the demigods in the army

Al is one very popular demi lmao the gods exiled him in fear he would corrupt the rest of his siblings, he is listened to, he is respected, they trust their general etc etc

When it comes to everything else that doesn't directly involve Kronos that is.

Alabaster also, out of all named Ta demis, is the most loyal to Kronos (which is another can of worms I'm not getting into rn)

They do trust Al as a friend (He might be a general but he's still a kid like the rest of them) or to not push them hard or to joke around and help cover up it up when they make a mistake. When it doesn't involve Kronos.

It's common knowledge amomg the Ta demis that if you mess up enough to invoke Kronos's wrath you don't go to the general, you go to Ethan

Someone mentioned Al and Ethan being the good cop-bad cop in the army [I think it was bread(?) Hi bread] And yeah Ethan is the strict one, he's not the fun general but instead the stern lieutenant. He also is fully aware how dangerous Kronos is and can be. (Hello The Last Olympian and the amount of times Ethan got threatened on page)

So Ethan has arguably the one who will cover it up instead of telling you it will be fine and Ethan would probably get punished on behalf of who he's covering for

Of course the demigods trust Alabaster.

It's General Torrington they don't.

[izurusstuff]

Persona 5 Alternate Universe: What If… [Imagine] ⚠️ SPOILERS FOR PERSONA 5!!! ⚠️

message from izurusstuff: yo!! i haven’t been active on here in AGES but a girl has been BUSY… i’ve recently started a new university and i’m a biology major so i have little to no free time. i missed all of u lovelies tho, i talk about you to my friends <33 but the show returns. i have come here to write a persona 5 au that’s been in my head for months now. shall we proceed…?

summary ⚠️ PERSONA 5 SPOILERS!!! ⚠️: What if Goro Akechi was never the traitor of the Phantom Theives? What if, instead, it was a sweet girl that everyone loves? A girl who has everything at her fingertips…? In this imagine, Akechi was never evil or sociopathic. Nor was Shido the most evil in the game that drove him to commit heinous crimes. Instead, a teenage heiress takes his place and blames Akechi due to her own greed…

“My ‘Dearest’ Father…” — Persona 5 AU Imagine

Imagine…

• The date is September 19th.

• Kunikazu Okumura is the next target of the Phantom Thieves.

• Rumors have been circulating about how Okumura Foods mistreats their employees for their own merit.

• Ren and the Phantom Thieves alongside their new ally, Goro Akechi, begin to infiltrate the space palace.

• Everything goes as planned; no mishaps or any surprises. The spaceship toy is the palace’s treasure. Nothing out of the ordinary happens.

• The gang escapes the palace with no problems. Days pass.

• Instead of Destiny Land, the after-palace celebration party is thrown at Leblanc. It’s a movie marathon.

• Ann interrupts the movie to announce Okumura’s Press Conference.

• Makoto urgently switches the channel.

• Okumura and his teenage daughter, a girl named Haru, both sit at a table. They’re both dressed in lavish clothes, clothes way too posh for any regular civilians to have.

• The same scene from the game happens. Okumura has a mental shutdown on the air. His traumatized daughter sits next to him in horror.

• The next palace comes, and Okumura’s daughter joins under the impression that her dad’s death wasn’t taken seriously. She takes on the code name Noir.

• Haru helps lead the way, knowing her way around casinos due to her massive wealth.

• Outside of the palace, Haru becomes one of the romance options. Her arc consists of how she can help her extended family cope with the loss of her father’s death.

• When the time comes, the same scene goes down where Joker’s arrested. The thieves had their suspicions this would happen, but they didn’t plan for it.

• The lawyer, Sae Niijima, shows up to the interrogation room. Instead of running into her coworker, she runs into the daughter of the victim she failed to represent properly in court. Haru walks pass her with disappointment, eyeing her with solemn eyes.

“My apologies, Niijima-san… I um… I wanted to see Ren before he was taken away…”

• Niijima thinks nothing of it and allows Ren’s lover to pass.

• However, it was a big mistake…

• Haru makes it to the room, where Joker’s happy to see her and perks up.

• Her face turns into a twisted grin, much to Joker’s surprise.

• Haru pulls out the same gun that Akechi uses in the game.

“Did you ever stop and consider who the black mask truly was…?”

• She giggles out, pressing the gun to his forehead.

• Ren looks on in sheer terror. He doesn’t have to pretend— he realizes his life is about to end. He trusted the wrong person…

• Haru taps Ren’s forehead with the gun.

“I get to get all of father’s money without any consequences! Who would ever expect a sweet girl like me? No one! That’s right, I caused all of the mental shutdowns and pinned it on your little group… and you fell for it!”

• Haru finally pulls the trigger.

“What a beautiful betrayal!”

aaaa i’m sorry if this was rushed, it’s 1 am in my time zone and i’m bad at writing ahdjejaidi

[smt-obsessed]

✰MASTERLIST✰

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Hi! I'm a part of a lot of fandoms and I like to write!

Here's my Masterlist of all of the fandoms/characters I'll be writing for, and all of my works and works in progress.

But I write slower than fuck, please bear with me lol.

I'm not taking any requests at the moment ♡

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American Horror Story

(I can see this one being the cause of a lot of darkfics, especially Hotel. There will always be a trigger warnings list before anything I write, so please read it if you feel like you might need it.)

Kit Walker

Lana Winters

Cordelia Goode

Madison Montgomery

Misty Day

The Countess

James Patrick March

John Lowe

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Attack On Titan

(I'm gonna be honest; I haven't finished it. But I want to, even though I know the ending! But I've also been wanting to write for them... So please forgive me if they seem a little out of character, it'll get better I promise! I'll also probably be rewatching and getting caught up on it while writing these lol. I'll update y'all!)

Armin Arlert

Connie Springer

Eren Jaeger

Hange Zoë

Jean Kirstein

Levi Ackerman

Mikasa Ackerman

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Criminal Minds

(I had a really bad "Criminal Minds" hyper fixation 2 years ago, but I got out of it before I could finish any of the fics I had set up for them, so I deleted most of them like a year ago 😭)

Aaron Hotchner

Derek Morgan

Emily Prentiss

Jennifer Jareau

Penelope Garcia

Spencer Reid

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Jujustu Kaisen

So I haven't watched the second season 🙈 I was really liking it! but, in all honesty-

⚠SPOILERS⚠

I got spoiled on pretty much everything and I just could not continue on, knowing almost all of them were gonna die 😭.

Gojo Satoru

Megumi Fushiguro

Nanami Kento

Nobara Kugisaki

Yuji Itadori

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Life is Strange

(Fun fact! I've never played this myself, I've just watched Jacksepticeye play it a lot, lolol. ♡ I'll probably add Rachel and Sean to this list but I definitely need to re-watch those two first.)

Chloe Price

Max Caulfield

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My Hero Academia

(This is the first place I tried to shift too (iykyk), It never happened- but I might try again soon!)

Denki Kaminari

Eijiro Kirishima

Iiada Tenya

Izuku Midoriya

JiTn BuWbaIigaCwaEra

Katsuki Bakugo

Kyoka Jiro

Momo Yaoyorozu

Shoto Todoroki

Tamaki Amajiki

Toya Todoroki

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Ouran High School Host Club

(My comfort anime. it's problematic but so good.)

Haruhi Fujioka

Hikaru Hitachiin

Kaoru Hitachiin

Kyoya Ootori

Takashi Morinozuka

Tamaki Suoh

Mitskuni Haninozuka

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Spy X Family

(I love this show, I haven't finished it yet- but that's only because I'm waiting for the second part of the second season to be dubbed on Hulu!)

Loid Forger

Yor Forger

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The Sturniolo Triplets

(I'm hyper-fixating on Matt at the moment, so I'm really sorry if I'm slow at writing for literally anyone else. 😭)

Chris Sturniolo

Matt Sturniolo

Nick Sturniolo

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The Umbrella Academy

(I absolutely love this show, I'm happy to talk about it with whoever wants to!)

Allison Hargreeves

Ben Hargreeves

Diego Hargreeves

Five Hargreeves

Klaus Hargreeves

Lila Pitts

Luther Hargreeves

Viktor Hargreeves

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The Walking Dead

(This is probably my favorite show ever; I've been watching it from the very start. Talk with me about it in my asks or messages!)

Beth Greene

Daryl Dixon

Glenn Rhee

Maggie Rhee

Michonne

Negan Smith

Rick Grimes

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And that's it!

(for now at least)

I would like to restate what I said at the top of this post; I really do want to write. I love thinking of ideas, planning it out and writing it!

But I'm very indecisive person as well as a perfectionist and so honestly, I'm just very slow at it. 😅

I promise I'll try to post as often as I can though.

I love y'all! Ttyl. ♡

[untilwedont]

My Masterlist

After all this time I'm finally making a masterlist

*OUTDATED*

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RULES

♥️ You can request Male!Reader or GN! Reader. I do not write Female!Reader, sorry. 

♥️ Please Do Not Request: In_est (c), R.P (A,E). Huge Age Gap, Weird Kinks (Pee Kink, etc.), No characters under the age of 18

Smut = *

Angst = +

Fluff = ^

MARVEL

Peter Parker:

Better Luck Next Time +

Late Night Drive ^

Broken Ending +

Loved you then, love you now +

Never Forget About Me +

Deja Vu - PT 1 +

Deja Vu - PT 2 +

Deja Vu - PT 3 +

More Nights Like This *

First Time For Everything *

Happy For You +

VINNIE HACKER

Baking Gone Wrong *

I'm Sorry +^

Streamer Fun *

Happier Than Ever +

Shy Sex - PT 1 *

Shy Sex - PT 2 +

Consequences *

Better off without you +

JOSH RICHARDS

Pool Sex *

NOAH BECK

Time Will Pass Quicker *

STEVE HARRINGTON

Never Forget About Me +

The Boy From Scoops Ahoy ^

JASON CARVER

Naughty Boy *

TOMMY SLATER

Can't Stop Myself +

JADEN HOSSLER

Such a tease *

JJ MAYBANK

Morning Kisses ^ Passionate About you *

Passionate about you *

NICK STURNIOLO

Picnic Day ^

UNCHARTED

Nathan Drake:

Trust My Gut +

WEDNESDAY

Xavier Thorpe:

Art lessons ^ Mine and Only Mine * Got my eye on you +^

JACOB DAY

In Your Clothes *

AND MANY MORE TO COME

send in your requests <3

[random-rabid-creature]

It has been so long since all happend

[mawenskiblue]

👁️ 👁️ what is this “nmg au”? Tell me more?

🧍‍♂️🧍‍♂️🧍‍♂️💦💦💦 hides snippet under the cut (rambles in tags)

... It’s hard to tell what they’re feeling at times. Still, they shook his hand and introduced their name.

N.

A simple, one-lettered nickname. Unlike his, clearly inspired by his appearance; but he’s not complaining. Nightmare gave him a better nickname than what the multiverse did. ...

[fantomette22]

Can't wait for my tarnished to become Ranni's consort, so there can be approximatly only 5 persons at the wedding 😔

[bigmack2go]

So I accidentally introduced my little cousin to the concept of fandoms and he now demands a pwpartoll fadom.

Which is one thing.

The worst part however is, IM STARTING TO THINK HE HAS A POINT

[songmingisthighs]

Pitiful, You're Pitiful

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ch. iii

group : ateez

pairing : aged up!wooyoung × aged up!reader

genre : angst, mature

word count : 2.5 k

warning : adultery, cheating, medical condition (?), mentions of loss/miscarriage, negative depiction of wooyoung

a/n : I'M FINALLY UPDATING THIS HOLY SHIT i would like to thank stress and my manic episode for making me abandon sleeping at 4 am and just went nyoom with this

a/a/n : btw happy black day 🫶🫶

buy me coffee ?

The three weeks that passed after Wooyoung's incident was rather hard on you but it was severely... bland.

Mind you, there was nothing in particular that happened but between finding out you were pregnant with a child you didn't even know how your cheating husband would feel about and finding out the person your husband cheated with was his staff member, you couldn't tell if your morning sickness was mostly caused by your pregnancy or as a physical reaction to your current marital situation. Not to mention your daughter had been severely opinionated regarding your care of her father.

Despite everything, you still took care of Wooyoung well. That day you left after finding out that Wooyoung was with a bitch who had some audacity to make big claims about her status, and you came back not two hours later with Wooyoung's things. Upon your arrival, Wooyoung was visibly tense, as if he was being wary and you assumed that the nurse said something about the whore he was with not being his wife and he panicked because how was she supposed to know that? You didn't make things easier for him either when you showed up all calm and collected unlike how a wife usually would react upon finding out that her husband had been hospitalized. He knew how you would usually fuss over him when he was ill so your behaviour struck to him as abnormal and concerning. Or well, something to be concerned about, it's not like he would be concerned over you at this point, right? Though, you excused yourself as being out of it and he just bought the lame excuse. Luckily, his mom soon came and later when you brought your children to visit him, your behaviour became less of a concern and the next two days he was under observation went by smoothly.

But still, the turmoil you felt didn't die down, it stayed stagnant within you and you were at a point where you were feeling too much but couldn't exactly let anything out. Except for puking, that's non-negotiable.

"You need to check that stomach bug out," Wooyoung said as he poured himself a glass of coffee upon hearing your footsteps nearing the kitchen. You had gotten into the habit of ignoring him because you didn't know what you would do or say to him if you opened your mouth. So you simply let out a hum of acknowledgement, not even bothering to answer him completely, not after you just emptied your stomach. "Did you drink any wine last night?" Wooyoung asked, now leaning on the counter to look at you who had situated yourself on the stove to prepare your children some breakfast before they had to go to school. But of course, you simply shook your head whilst turning the electronic inductor on and placing a pan over the surface.

It seemed like Wooyoung had taken note of your odd behaviour and while normally you would be glad that your husband had taken interest in you, all you felt was just sick to the pit of your stomach. It was as if his attention no longer mattered knowing that he shared that with someone else. Someone who hadn't done anything for him for years only to be betrayed yet someone worth risking his marriage and vows to you for.

Wooyoung huffed and pushed himself off the counter to go over to you, leaning on the countertop close to you to take a good look at your face. "I'm worried. You seem like you haven't been yourself for quite a while now," boy did you want to whack him and claw his eyes out for saying that because how dare he act like he cared when you knew he had something going on with a cheap side piece. But you held it in as best as you could, balling your hands tight that the spatula in your hand almost snapped and just shrugged, "d'know what you're talking about," you muttered lowly, trying to avoid as much interaction with him as you could. With a sigh, Wooyoung tried to push some hair out of your face but for some reason your body moved involuntarily out of the way as if revolted by his touch which surprised Wooyoung who stood aghast, staring at you with wide eyes as you stared him back with nose twitching. Knowing you (ironically), you would not avoid his touch or act as if he was going to hurt you because (to his knowledge) he had never hurt you nor does he have shown any inclination that you should be afraid of him. Both of you just stood there in the kitchen, Wooyoung in surprise at your reaction and you in annoyance and once you finally took a good look at him, you glared at him in anger and boy did Wooyoung took notice of that.

"What?" He asked, stupidly, you might add. "What?" You answered back, returning to scooping breakfast to your children's plates. "Okay, sure, act like you haven't been avoiding me these past three weeks, (y/n). Did something happen when I was in the hospital?" yes, you got hurt but you were as fine as a peach because your mistress was there, "Are you mad that you had to take care of me these past three weeks?" no, but I am mad that your whore claimed to be your wife to the nurses and even had the gall to visit you while I was right there against my will, pregnant and all, "Did I do something wrong?" and that was when you snapped your head and crossed your arms at Wooyoung, "I don't know, Wooyoung, you tell me. Did you do something wrong?" though he wanted you to answer him, the tone of your voice surprised him greatly to the point that he straightened up. "Hm? Tell me Wooyoung, is there something you think that you know is VERY wrong that you wish to tell me right here right now?"

How you wished you had a camera to capture just how stupid Wooyoung looked. It was obvious to him, or made obvious to him, that you knew that something was up but there was no way Wooyoung could confirm that you knew that he had been cheating on you with his subordinate out of all people. As much as it was the most logical answer to your sudden hostility, Wooyoung didn't want to accidentally confirm his suspicion much to your dismay.

The moment he heard footsteps rushing to the kitchen was the moment Wooyoung believed that God existed because he knew the conversation was coming to an end. "Morning!" Woohyun chirped, throwing his book bag by the doorway before rushing to give you a hug, completely unaware of the tense situation or even the stare-off you were having with your husband. With one final glare, you shifted your attention from the cheating bastard Wooyoung to Woohyun, smiling to cover up your annoyance, "Morning Woodonnie," it had been a while since Woohyun grew out of his lisp phase but the nickname stuck and he liked that you had a special name for him, "Slept good?" he nodded with a wide grin, "Want food?" his grin widened and his nod was firmer. "Dayoung, do you want food?" you asked your daughter, who was too busy grinning on her phone to actually look at you, "Hey, Dayoung?" You called out again, sighing after carefully handing Woohyun his plate of eggs and half a toast.

Realizing that Dayoung was ignoring you, Wooyoung huffed and snatched Dayoung's phone, causing her to let out a 'hey!', "Your mother was talking to you, Dayoung," he stated, unimpressed with his daughter's blatant disregard for you (for once). Dayoung rolled her eyes and turned to you, "Yeah, I want breakfast, if not I wouldn't have come here now, would I?" Wooyoung was about to scold her but he was stopped when he saw you visibly gag, halting everyone's activities. Then you gagged once more before dropping the spatula on the counter and rushing to the toilet without saying anything else.

"She hadn't thrown up on those eggs, did she?" Dayoung asked, cringing at the thought of you doing something to her breakfast. Wooyoung snapped his head to Dayoung and glared at her, "Can you not? Your mom is sick and the last thing she needed was for you to act disrespectful to her," he scolded which surprised Dayoung because, to her knowledge, Wooyoung hadn't been that defensive of you for a long while.

"Is mom okay?" Woohyun asked, worry visible on his face and he was about to get off his chair to go to you when Wooyoung patted him on his head, "Don't worry about mom, okay? She'll be fine and she'll be even finer if she sees you eating," he smiled, trying to assure Woohyun which thankfully work as Woohyun began eating his breakfast with so much gusto Wooyoung had to tell him to slow down.

When Wooyoung got to you, you were getting out of the bathroom, looking pale and sweaty. He immediately approached you with a small towel he grabbed from the linen closet when he was getting to you, "Really, (y/n), you need to go to the hospital and get this checked out. I'll go with you today, okay? You definitely can't go anywhere yourself right now, I-" you simply snatched the towel from his hand and pat your mouth dry, refusing to look at him as you turned away, "I'm fine, Wooyoung, I can manage myself," it was the first time that you hoped he would just shrug and go back to not caring but of course, Wooyoung didn't come through when you desperately needed him to. Instead of leaving you be like you wanted, Wooyoung grabbed your shoulders gently and turned you around, "(y/n), please stop being stubborn and let me help you, okay? You're clearly unwell and whatever it is, we can get rid of it and you'll be better!"

You knew that he didn't mean it like that because you knew that he didn't know about the growing person inside of you. But still, with your current state both physical and emotional, you were hurt and you couldn't help but think that his words meant that he didn't want the child that he helped create.

Balling your fists, you used the tension in your hands to stop yourself from rushing over and punching Wooyoung in the face. Instead, you pushed his hands off of you. "Like I said, I can manage myself. Shouldn't you be worried about work? You know, with people at work that you need to give more attention to?" you tried pushing past him to tend to your children but he effectively blocked your path with his body, frowning down at you, "What's with you? I'm trying to help here, (y/n), I'm worried about you!" "Well, maybe you've been ignoring me too much too long to the point that right now I'm so used to doing things myself without your help, Wooyoung. You've been very absent from me and I'm sorry to say this but it has come to the point that your presence is actually making me feel annoyed and I don't know if it was because of you in general or if it's because of this very uncharacteristic shift in your behaviour that's making me wonder if you're compensating for something or if you genuinely want to be there for me now."

Though you had managed to not physically hit him, your words stung worse than any slap you could deliver to him. Wooyoung was painfully aware of how distant he had been with you since your miscarriage and what he thought was his attempt to give you space had instead caused a rift in your marriage. He never meant for things to go this far, heck he never thought that he was capable of cheating on you but when another woman approached him when he was crying in the practice room to offer him a shoulder to cry on, he felt like his own pain was being acknowledged. After all, the loss didn't just happen to you, it happened to him too. While you were in your zombie state, Wooyoung manned the ship and put himself on the back burner, not even letting himself falter and stupidly not letting himself process the pain. He wasn't justifying his infidelity whatsoever, he knew that it was beyond wrong and he was disgusting for committing to it for so long. But it felt nice to let his vulnerability taken care of even if it ended up with him using someone he had no affection for as a mean to get some form of twisted connection because he was too ashamed of himself to touch you again.

Wooyoung stood there silent, not knowing how to react, or more like not knowing what to react to first. So you simply shook your head and walked past him, this time successfully.

Soon, Wooyoung heard Dayoung and Woohyun saying (yelling) their goodbyes which was then followed by the front door shutting.

When the silence of the empty house settled in on him, he found himself slumped on the couch, emotionless as your words kicked him all over. His chest burned with hatred for himself and his fingers became tingly from anxiety. He couldn't help but think of the ways he had failed as a husband and perhaps as a father considering how his daughter treated you. It dawned on him how mad he was when Dayoung disrespected you earlier, how he hated seeing you, who had always treated Dayoung with a lot of consideration, to be treated that way. And while he felt justified for chastising his daughter for her action, it was almost laughable how he didn't do the same when what he had been doing was a hundred, if not a thousand times more disrespectful. He was a hypocrite. You didn't deserve this.

Negative emotions welled inside Wooyoung, creating turmoil that almost made it hard for him to breathe.

Unfortunately, despite his realization, Wooyoung found himself driven to an action he had repeatedly done like a sick act of compensation when he was feeling bad. His hand fished the phone out of his pocket and his fingers moved as if on their own, immediately finding the contact that he didn't even bother to fake because he trusted that you wouldn't snoop because you were not that kind of a person.

"Hey, I know you're not busy until later in the evening, can I come?"

And the self-hate repeated itself.

But how much can he hate himself when he is being distracted by shallow, unfulfilling "pleasure" instead of dealing with his true feelings? How much more pain should he give you before he could finally take the first step to stopping and coming clean?

Maybe this was the last time he did it.

Maybe.

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[lofi-bunni]

SMT+!Yuu, From Start to End.

Last one:

(I’m not a writer, I have no experience. I just needed to write about Yuu as a character in this AU. ALSO! Kinda angsty and not completely light hearted so…mind that, though it’s nothing too bad)

Yuu took a starting position at the beginning of the track. Their expression changed quickly from bashfully playful to a serious focus, like water instantly hardening to ice. They looked ahead to the track in front of them, focused only on the unmarked finish line. Their eyes narrowed and scenes of broken buildings emerged from the track field, memories of a rusty red sky and the smell of smoke. The crunch of stone and broken concrete underneath their feet as their mind blared only one thought, RUN.

Deuce had invited the prefect to the track and field club. He had multiple reasons to do so: They were his friend, they’ve proven to be somewhat athletic, and the team was always willing to welcome a friend to help with the monotony when they weren’t running. Maybe,if Yuu proved to be more, than they would invite the club-less student into their ranks.

The students took to Yuu well. Yuu was funny and gave off a warm energy. The same way an adult sibling would act around their younger teenage sibling when coming back for the holidays. Cutting through the banter was a question that caught the attention of both Yuu and the rest of the track team. “By the way Yuu, are you good at running?” Yuu looked over at the student for a second before their eyes slid up to the side in thought. “Hm..I’d say so.” The track team started to tease the prefect for their quick confident answer laughing along with one another. Then another, more baritone voice, once again turned the attention of the team. “Wanna prove that, Prefect?” The voice was Jack’s, with his normal serious tone. Though the raised eyebrows on his face suggested a more joking intent or at least a friendly challenge. Yuu looked shocked for a few moments before a smile crept onto their face. “Why not.”

Lined up on the track was Jack and Yuu. Side by side ready to sprint to the end of the track. 100 meter dash, easy and clear. At the start of the “race” was Deuce looking a mix between nervous and exited. As well as Jackfrost, who had come back to Yuu after having an adventure who knows where. The end held another student, ready to gauge the winner if the end result was a close call. Deuce cleared his throat, held up his hand, and started to count down.

3

Jack had his ears pinned back and an expression of focus on his face. He respected Yuu and believe them to be fairly athletic. But the mix between his species and training would definitely leave Yuu in the dust. He wasn’t going to hold back though, and belived Yuu wouldn’t either.

2

Deuce looked on at the two. He knew Jack was gonna give it his all, it wasn’t like him to hold back against someone he respected. But Yuu was gonna have to give it their all to keep up with the beastman. When his voice hit two he saw the expression of the prefect harden into ice cold stone. The same one he saw when facing the overblotted Riddle, pure intense neutral.

1

As reality and memory shifted in their mind they couldn’t do much but steel themselves and breath through the fog that clouded their brain. The light cheering of the students anchored Yuu to one reality as the sweltering sun above cut through visions of a red clouded sky. Idun had materialized next to Jackfrost somewhere along the way. Yuu felt lighter and safe in her presence. Their breathing calmed, they looked ahead at the track that shifted to burning buildings and back like a mirage in a dessert.

Go!

Then they started to run.

Deuce watched in awe silence as the prefect dashed from the starting line at what seemed like mock speed. Jack’s eyes widened for a split second before turning serious and dashing not far behind. Amazingly, Yuu kept up the speed not slowing down for a second. The students started cheering as the awe wore off and was replaced with adrenaline watching the two race down the track in record time. The student at the end of the track held out his arms with his palms open, a minor look of fear on his face as the two students came closer every second. Deuce started cheering too with the sound of He-Ho accompanying him while a cheerful blonde girl in a red hood started bouncing up and down like a cheerleader yelling in a language he couldn’t understand. But he stopped when the blonde girl had let out a confused noise. He looked over to the girl to see a worried expression on her face. “What? What’s wrong?” Idun looked over at the boy and back to the racing pair closing in on the finish line. “Ummm..ugh. Yuu isn’t- ugh” Deuce looked intently at the nervous girl barley being able to form words and felt a sense of nervousness creep into his spine. He spun his head over to the racers to see them right at the finish line. Yuu had slapped the hand of the student at the end barely a second before Jack as the club members erupted into louder cheers.Both Jack and Yuu were hunched over panting for air. Jack got up a second later and was handed a water while being congratulated. Yuu on the other hand was still hunched over, there was dark look in their eyes. Their gaze looked panicked and not all there. Idun quickly started to float across the field in distress while Jackfrost tried to follow behind with its stubby legs. Deuce started to run across the field as well, picking Jackfrost up along the way as students started to crowd around the prefect in worry as they stay hunched over, breathing heavier and eyes going wider. Jack quickly told the students to move away from Yuu and leaned down with a hand on their back, gently asking if they were ok. Yuu tried to say yes, but it sounded more like a gasp of air. When Idun got to the scene Jack had taken a step back as the girl raced up to the prefect in worry, quickly cupping the prefects face in her hands and whispering to them quietly. Deuce got there not long thereafter with Jackfrost in his arms. It quickly jumped out of them and ran clumsily to Yuu, grabbing their clothes and yanking slightly the same way a child would when trying to gain their moms attention, Jackfrosts cartoonish face contorted in worry and fear.

Idun moved Yuu’s forehead to hers and both closed their eyes. A light glow emitted from the touch and the prefects face had started to calm back into neutrality. Yuu let out a sigh and slowly moved their face away from Idun’s. Yuu stared down at the floor for a second or two, before bending down and grabbing Jackfrost into their arms, squeezing tight. They then looked up at the silent crowd around them. “I’m sorry about that guys, I’m not feeling the best right now. Mind if I get some time to myself?” The students quickly started to nod and walk off, all saying their reassurances on their way out. Deuce and Jack lingered behind though. Gazing at the prefect as they hugged the snowman closer, the creature leaning into the hug as Idun walked over to further lean onto the prefect in reassurance. Yuu smiled at the two before their gaze shifted to their worrying friends. Yuu gave a weak smile to them, then mouthed ‘Don’t worry’. Deuce and Jacks expressions of worry didn’t falter as they rejoined the rest of the team.

Oof… here have a dancing Idun for reassurance. You got this bestie.

[bayothemayo]

🎃Whumptober Day 8: "It's All for Nothing." (SMT:IV Apocalypse x Reader)🎃

TW: SMT:IV Apocalypse Anarchy Spoilers, Character Death

You breathe heavily as you feel light-headed from the intense fighting and the blood loss. Your friends' dead bodies lying limply around you. You look at Nanashi as you were shaking, "N-Nanashi..." You take a couple of steps back, trying not to step on your friends' dead bodies. "C-Come on Nanashi…” You nervously chuckled. All of your demons are either dead or too weak to defeat him. Nanashi approaches you while you keep stepping away from him. You back hits the wall. Nanashi roughly grabs your neck and you immediately grab his arm. “N-Nanashi…you can still go back…y-you don’t have to do this.” Nanashi stays silent as he tightens his grip around your neck. You gasp and you try to tear his grip away from your neck. “Nan-“

CRACK

[babyitsmagic]

@heartfullofxfright sent: “are you still mad at me?” college daze angst for cisco and jasey???

cisco stares for a moment before setting aside his pen and the homework he's been grading. this deserves his full attention. clearly, it's bothering jasey and he wants to know what he's done that made her think this. "no? i mean, i was mad last week when it happened and then we talked about it and i was like... a little annoyed for a few days, but it's not still on my mind. it was an accident and i can get a new copy of the book. why? have i been shitty this week or something?"

[llycaons]

oh fuck saul I don't give a shit about saul having a hard time I care so much more about nacho who actually is in an impossible position and can't do what he wants to without his father getting killed and is threatened on all sides into betraying the others and literally just wants to leave but still tries to keep innocent people from being murdered. damn

[flamestoked]

@bornbreathless | cont.

Yeah. That's fair. He's most definitely never, ever going to hear the end of that. She's going to bring this up every single day.

[ Text ] I don't know if you remember where I work [ Text ] It's going to take me forever to financially recover from this [ Text ] I can cook though and not just because I have no money now to take you out