#welp this may be a bit out of place but I'm still down for this!!

[ihave-atummyache]

pretty when u cry

Kim Seungmin One Shot

summary: you’re just as bad as him, if not worse. he just didn’t realize it

NSFW!!!! 18++ contains smut!

2.2k words

TOXIC TOXIC TOXIC IM SORRY I CANT STOP

this is purely inspire by that one clip of seungmin crying at a concert and he looked so pretty and he had on that cute little hat. i hope u guys know what im talking abt. he looked so pretty i just kendjskslsmd

also this may or may not be based on. a true story of my life😔

"You're still fucking him?" Your best friend's voice is laced with surprise and you can't help the chuckle that falls from your lips.

"I am. I can't help it! He's just too cute," you look up from your phone to your friend who just shakes her head.

"Aren't you fucking his roommate?"

"Psh," you wave your hand dismissively before locking your phone and placing it face down on the table, "What he doesn't know won't hurt him," you close your eyes and let your head fall back onto the back of the couch.

"Besides, I like to imagine I'm his karma for the way that he treated all these girls, y'know?" you chuckle again and your friend joins in on the laughs.

"But the real question is, who's the better fuck?" you let your best friend's words float through the air for a little before you answer.

"Kim Seungmin, no questions. Jeongin is just... gentle. He's a lover and you can tell. Seungmin fucks and that's all I'm asking for, honestly. You can definitely tell he has the experience," You open your eyes and nudge your best friends's ribs, "Maybe you should take him for a ride. You know, dust those cobwebs off and get some play," you tease your friend and she lets out a loud laugh.

"Unfortunately, he isn't really my type. His friend however..." she trails off and you roll your eyes. Her crush just seems to be evolving more and more.

"Just tell Minho you want to fuck. I'm starting to get sexually frustrated on your behalf," you deadpan but before she can reply, your phone vibrates on the table and you flip it over, a text from Seungmin lighting up the screen.

KSM: u busy?

"Welp," you slap your hands on both of your knees and stand, "Duty calls, bestie. You can either stay and get traumatized for life or you can head home-"

"I never want to hear you have sex again,” she pauses dramatically, placing a hand over her chest, and sliding her jacket on, “I will never be the same," she replies, a disgusted look on her face, before she stands and grabs her bag.

"Text Minho. You have one less roommate to worry about interrupting you two finally breaking this crazy sexual tension," you tease and she rolls her eyes before you both say your goodbyes and she slips out the door. You unlock your phone as you lock the front door.

no. come over?

He reads the message almost instantly and you chuckle to yourself before rushing toward your bedroom.

KSM: already on the way, princess.

You smile at the nickname before typing a quick response and then hopping into the shower.

taking a shower. let yourself in

A few minutes into your shower, you hear your front door open and shut and the footsteps that you have learned to quickly recognize. The bathroom door opens and shuts gently. You open your eyes and turn your head to the side, making out the silhouette of Seungmin through the glass door.

You can see him removing his clothes before the shower door slides open, revealing him in all his lean glory. Despite him being a bit thinner, he muscles are extremely defined and he's obviously packing (as most skinny men are).

"Boo." he jokes, pretending to scare you, and steps into the shower in front of you.

"Ah, so scary," you reply sarcastically, pulling your fingers from your wet hair to wrap around his neck. His arms automatically wrap around your waist, pulling your chest flush to his.

He leans in and closes the distance between you two, the moisture from your lips transferring to his and you quickly part your lips, letting his tongue into your mouth.

He parts from the kiss, his lips trailing down your wet neck. He knows exactly where to kiss, bite, and suck to have you writhing but he also manages to never leave a mark.

Your head falls back, the water from the shower trickling onto your face as you watch into his touch. Seungmin pushes you against the wall so his body is under the stream instead before disconnecting from your neck and looking you in the eyes again.

"You're no good for me," Seungmin's voice is husky and his hand trails up your body before it reaches your chin then he places his fingertips gently against your lips, pulling them apart before he dips his middle and ring finger into your mouth, pushing against your tongue.

"I don't know why I want you so bad," he murmurs as you lock eyes with him. He pulls his fingers from your mouth before letting them trail down your body and he presses against your clit, gently rubbing the nerves.

He knows exactly how to get you worked up and have you teetering on the edge of an orgasm and never lets you forget it. He truly knows your body like the back of his hand.

The sound of a phone ringing echoes through the bathroom but neither of you care as you squeeze your eyes shut. Suddenly he grabs one of your thighs, hiking your leg up with his free hand before plunging two fingers into you.

"Fuck, Minnie," you moan out and he chuckles at the irony of the cute nickname despite the position you're in right now.

"That's right, princess. I'm making you feel so good. I know exactly how to touch you, better than anyone else," his voice is croaky as his finger speed up inside of you.

"F-fuck me. Seungmin, please. Fuck me," you start babbling and it doesn't take more than that for his control to snap. He pulls his fingers out of you and turns you around, pushing your chest against the cold shower tiles.

You let out a gasp at the cold against your warm skin and then another when you feel the head of his cock prodding at your entrance. He pushes in completely in one motion and your knees buckle inwards at the intrusion.

The burn feels so good and you can't stop the squeal that leaves your lips as he starts to pound into you. He doesn't give you any time to adjust before he is absolutely ruining your pussy.

The sound of a phone ringing echoes through the bathroom again and he groans out in frustration at the noise. It's obscuring your pretty moans and it's starting to piss him off.

"Who keeps fucking calling you?" his voice is filled with annoyance as his fingers dig harder into your hips. One of his hands gently trails up your back, making goosebumps rise across your spine before he grips your shoulder, pulling you slightly off the wall.

He has full control of your body and you honestly don’t mind at the moment. When his hand unexpectedly meets your ass, with a loud slap. Your eyes snap open and you let out an obscene noise, your moans and the sound of your skin meeting echoes through the shower.

“I asked you something. Who keeps calling you? Any guesses?” he keeps pounding into you and you shake your head as your orgasm approaches much faster than anticipated.

“T-touch me. I’m gonna c-cum,” you beg and demand in the same breath and he chuckles behind you, his hand reaching around your hip and rubbing at your clit, exactly how you like it.

“Then cum, slut. I’m not stopping you,” his voice is loud, demanding your attention but just as you clench around him, he stills.

“…or maybe I am. Can you tell me who you think is calling you back to back?” his voice is in your ear now, pushing his cock deeper into you and the denial of your orgasm sends tears down your face.

“I-I don’t know. M-maybe my best friend? Sh-she just left. She might’ve left something. I don’t know…” you trail off when he starts to fuck into you again and rub at your clit.

“I’ll let you keep thinking of who it could be while you cum,” he sounds annoyed that the two of you were interrupted until it finally dawns on you.

You were supposed to meet with Jeongin tonight…

That’s probably who keeps calling you. Before you can truly process the information, you’re crashing over the edge of your orgasm, mind going blank as you moan out.

“Fuck, Jeongin,” it leaves your mouth and honestly, you don’t even realize it.

But Seungmin does. Seungmin hears the name of his best friend leave your lips while he’s balls deep in you and he immediately stops.He pulls out of you and much to your surprise steps out of the shower.

As your fuzzy brain begins to clear you start to get confused. Did he cum? You reach behind you and touch the skin of your lower back but you don’t feel any evidence of him finishing. Just to be safe, you push a finger into yourself before pulling it out. He didn’t accidentally cum in you. What the hell?

He also isn’t usually one to just let you come down from the clouds by yourself. He usually helps you relax and some how convinces you to go another round every time.

“Seungmin?” you call out and reach forward, shutting off the shower. You look out the glass door that he left open and you see him leaning against the sink, eyes focused down, a towel wrapped around his waist.

“Seungmin? What’s wrong?” You grab the towel from beside the shower and wrap it around your body. You reach forward and he physically recoils from your touch when your fingertips graze his arm.

“Unlock your phone.” he demands and you blink at him a few times, taken aback at his unexpected tone. You cross your arms over your chest and glance down at your phone on the counter.

“No. What’s gotten into you?” you reach for your phone but he grabs it before you can get to it and taps the screen before turning it towards you.

4 missed calls and 6 unread messages.

“So? We both heard it ringing. Why is it a big deal?” you try to defend yourself and reach for your phone but your legs are still wobbly from the sex the two of you just had and he’s much quicker than you, walking out of the bathroom.

You follow him into your bedroom as he stands in the middle, staring down at your locked phone.

“Who is ‘J’?” Oh. He wasn’t upset about the amount of texts and calls, he was upset about who he thought it was. You gulp, you knew this would come eventually but you have not prepared yourself for this.

“It doesn’t matter,” you reply, walking towards your dresser and pulling out a pair of sleep shorts and an old oversized shirt, “Besides, it’s not like it has anything to do with you,” you shrug, pulling the shirt over your head.

“It does fucking matter when it’s my best friend, y/n. I’m not fucking playing with you right now. Is this Jeongin?” His voice raises at you and you freeze. He isn’t yelling but it’s a much louder tone than you have ever heard from him.

“Seungmin I-”

“You just moaned his name while I was fucking you. Do you even realize that?” He closes the gap between you, shoving your phone into your chest before turning around and running his hand through his damp hair.

“What the fuck. What the fuck. What. The. Fuck,” he groans out before he slams his hand down on your vanity, making all your makeup fall over and making you jump.

Oh.

Oh, you fucked up this time.

“Why am I so fucking stupid?” he turns towards you agains and thats when you see it, his eyes are glassed over as they lock onto yours. Is he about to cry?

“I thought I could fucking change you, y/n. I thought…” he pauses, gulping, before continuing, “I thought that you could catch the same feelings for me that I have for you. How could I be so fucking clueless?” His voice cracks and the first tear rolls down his cheek before he turns away from you and sits on the edge of your bed, his head in his hands.

You slowly walk towards him, standing between his open legs and prying his hands from his face. You gently grasp his chin, tilting his face up to look at you.

Fuck.

He looks so fucking pretty.

The tears on his face, his red nose and lips, his glassy eyes and that look on his face. In this moment, you’ve never seen someone who looks more like a puppy.

“You’re so fucking pretty,” you whisper out and his puppy dog eyes seem to just get bigger at your words. You place one leg on either side of his thighs, straddling him. You let your hands trail down his still bare chest.

“So pretty…” you whisper again before leaning in and pressing your lips against his and he immediately kisses you back.

How did you manage to make the biggest player that you’ve ever met fall for you? How did you beat him at his own game? How do you have him wrapped around your little finger?

[of-a-chaotic-mind]

Curiosity Part 2

Summary: Reader finally runs into Colby again but things quickly take a shocking turn.

TW/CW: Mafia/Vampire!Colby Brock x Reader, a man gets shot, Colby reveals his fangs, Reader is held at knife point.

Requested?: No

A/N: I'm not sure how I feel about this one tbh.

Part 1

(Y/N)'s POV

I had spent the past week since my late-night adventure unable to stop replaying the encounter. Specifically everything about Colby. The man wouldn’t leave me alone, constantly being in my thoughts and dreams. Part of me wonders if by some miracle he was doing it on purpose. I attempt to shake my head clear as I enter the office building in which I work. I have said nothing about the night to anyone. Sometimes I catch myself wondering if it was actually real or just a weirdly vivid dream.

I trudge through the first half of my work day and when it’s finally time for lunch I make my way to the break room for my food. I avoid eye contact with anyone around and only speak when spoken to to not seem completely off my rocker. I plop back down at my desk to poke and nibble at my food but am soon lost in thought, staring at the small fan perched on the edge of my desk.

After I’m not sure how long, a hand breaks my eye contact with my fan making me drop my fork into my still mostly full bowl. I look up at my coworker and best friend with confusion written across my face.

She chuckles, “You good (Y/N/N)? You’ve been really off all week.”

I shove the thoughts of Mr. Mysterious out of my head and nod, “Yeah, just haven’t been sleeping well.”

She tilts her head, “Are you sure? Seems a bit more than sleep deprivation. Kind of feels like your mind is just somewhere else.” I shrug, knowing I’m caught but hoping to avoid explaining myself. She doesn’t seem to accept my answer as she pulls up a chair beside me. She pats my shoulder gently, “Do you wanna talk about it? You know it’ll stay between us.”

The problem here is I really do want to talk about it but I don’t want to worry anyone or sound crazy. I decide to dance around the bush, “I may have met a guy.”

She slaps my arm, “No way! Who? Do I know him? What’s he like?-”

I halt her barrage of questions by placing my hand over her mouth, “Shhhh! It’s not like I want the entire office to know!”

She composes herself before whispering, “Sorry, sorry. Go on.”

“Well, he’s the mysterious type. Talk, dark, and handsome ya know?” I explain. She nods, encouraging me to go on so I do, “I don’t know I just can’t get him out of my head.”

A grin stretches across her face, “Ohhhh fun. When are you seeing him again?”

I think for a moment before shrugging, “I’m not.”

“What do you mean you’re not?” She inquires in shock, “If you can’t get this man out of your head then you obviously need to see him again.”

“I don’t know… I just… Something just feels strange about it,” I stumble out.

“If you don’t see him again, I’ll never let you live it down,” she declares before noticing the clock shows lunchtime is over, “Welp, keep me updated.” She gets up from her chair and wanders off, grinning at me over her shoulder before disappearing behind the cubicles. I take my lunch back to the break room fridge, thoughts quickly slipping back to Colby.

Finally, the work day ends and I make my way back to my apartment. Even as I go about my evening routine and get ready for bed I can’t help but wonder if my friend was right. Maybe I should go see him.

Colby’s POV

Sitting here, deep in thought at the bar there’s only one thing on my mind, (Y/N). All week she has had me distracted. I don’t bother to look away from my glass as someone enters the room. The chair to my right slides out before being filled. Clearing his throat, Sam speaks up, “Whatcha thinkin’ about man?” My only response is a shrug. “It’s her isn’t it?” He inquires. Again, I simply shrug. Sam claps a hand on my shoulder, “I’m telling you, bro. She’ll find her way back.” He orders a drink before suggesting, “Or maybe you go looking for her?”

I shake my head, “Wouldn’t know where to start.”

“With this,” Sam replies, sliding a slip of paper in between me and my glass.

My eyes drift down out of curiosity and find a receipt for a gas station not too far from here. “Where’d you get this?” I ask as I scan over the purchased items.

“She dropped it on her way in,” Sam answers, “I figure maybe she frequents there and if so, maybe you can catch her.”

Jake stretches and sits up on the nearby couch, “Or you could always stalk her Instagram like I did.” My head snaps up as he shuffles over showing me his phone. There she is. Somehow this goofy fucker found her. I look up at him in confusion. He shrugs, “Figured there couldn’t be too many in the city by her name,” he takes the seat to my left, “I was wrong… but I finally found her while you were over here in your sulk fest.”

I take Jake’s phone from him and scroll through it briefly before handing it back to him. I take a deep breath looking up at the clock, it’s late but worth a shot. I down the rest of my drink before scooting away from the bar and exiting the building. I need to find her, there’s just something strange about her that I can’t let go of.

(Y/N)’s POV

I toss and turn for hours after going to bed. Finally, I toss the covers off of me as I decide to make a gas station run for snacks. I guess I’ll just follow my new routine of snacking all night while I stare zombie-like at the TV screen. Slipping into my sneakers and shrugging on a jacket, I make sure to grab my keys on the way out. The walk to the gas station is quick and soon I’m heading back to my warm, humble abode.

Since I got so many snacks and drinks this time, I decided to throw my hood up and take a shortcut through an alley way. However, I soon find that to be a terrible idea as a man steps out of the shadows in front of me. I look up half expecting it to be Colby or maybe even Sam but the man before me is nowhere near the oddly comforting duo. This man looks like he’s seen some shit and quickly spits out, “Drop your shit, cutie, and give me your wallet while you’re at it.” I attempt to sidestep him but he blocks my way and holds a knife to my throat.

Colby’s POV

During my wandering around the area surrounding the gas station, I began to get more and more disappointed. That is until I saw her. My heart skipped a beat and I a smile etched its way across my face. There she was. I followed close behind, too nervous to actually call out to her. What if she thought I was a creep for looking for her? To be fair, I guess I am a creep considering where I am now. I watched as she entered the gas station and after some time returned with several bags. I almost reached out to her then, I wanted to offer to carry her bags and escort her home. Still, I stayed in the shadows. Perhaps, if I had stepped out and helped her then she wouldn't have walked right into a man I knew was dangerous. He ran with the Red Gang. He was a lacky but I’d seen him out and about.

My stomach drops as I notice him pull a knife from his pocket before placing it to her throat to stop her from sidestepping him. I don’t think this time, only act. In a flash, I pin the man against the wall by his throat, baring my fangs at him. He immediately cowers before me, “I-I’m sorry, Mr. Brock. If I had known she was with you-“ His words halt as I squeeze tighter.

Behind me (Y/N) speaks up, “Colby, don’t. Let’s just go.”

I look down, concealing my fangs and eyes before looking over my shoulder at her, “You okay?” She nods. I look back at the man in my grasp and decide it’s better to not start a turf war right now. I release him and turn to (Y/N) offering my hand, “Let me carry some of those for you.”

(Y/N)’s POV

Gratefully I look down and begin untangling some bags to hand off to Colby. As I return my gaze to him I notice the stranger raise his knife and aim it at Colby's back. Before I can speak up to warn him, the stranger lies dead, a red dot on his forehead where the bullet entered to end his life. Colby looks up in the direction the dot is coming from with a disappointed look on his face. I follow his gaze and spot Jake who waves with a smile upon making eye contact with me. I look back at Colby with shock on my features. Colby doesn’t look at me, only clenches his jaw before commanding, “Get down here,” not directed at me but at Jake.

In the blink of an eye, Jake is at our side, “You know I’m not gonna let you waltz into enemy territory alone, Boss. Always gotcha back.”

Colby purses his lips into a scowl before removing all of the bags from my hands and shoving them at Jake, “Back to the bar.”

Before I can even take a breath, I am standing in the middle of the bar in which I had originally met Colby, unable to even think straight.

Masterlist

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[aannonn]

jibaku shounen hanako kun chapter 108..... LET'S GO!

Nene is such an icon istg lmao I love her so much <3

Wait wha- woah! Tsukasa is defenseless now? That's not something you see everyday. Is that good or bad? lol

Twin Power!!1!

Tsukasa-kun... Poor kid. Amane really messed up, didn't he?

Can't really blame him, tho- The world was just too cruel and unfair to those 2. They are just kids😭

...This part really hurts me. Idk why but its just- Tsukasa just seems like he's just- He just- Tsukasa is just like- It seems to me that Tsukasa is like-

"Oh.

Oh."

then;

"Amane.. Amane, are you listening? Amane, can you hear me? Amane, are you coming? Amane, do you hate me? Amane, is that why you never came for me? Amane, I can't die anymore Amane, but I feel like you're slowly killing me again. Amane. Amane. Amane. Amane. Amane. Amane. AmaneAmaneAmaneAmaneAmaneamanemaneamaneamaneamane-"

something like that lol

Idk its just seems to me that Tsukasa gave up. But at the same time he is unconsciously taking Nene's request seriously about calling his brother (Twin Power!) so he started calling Amane in his mind and then- welp

this scene hurts me alot. ;') can't wait to finally watch it animated! (i feel like watching it animated will just hurt me even more omg-)

He came! He finally came! Twin Power worked1!!1

Tsukasa looks so surprised. Amane looks pretty annoyed lol

Honestly, I really really believe that Tsukasa actually called for him, and Amane actually listened.

I mean- Think about this;

Yes, Nene called for Hanako, but that was before they both (Tsukasa and Nene) fell down. And while Hanako may have delayed a lil' bit, there is something that make me think that Tsukasa did actually call for Amane..

While they are falling, it appears this;

It's open for many interpretation and possibilities, but I feel like this is to represent that Tsukasa did actually call for Amane, just not out-loud.

I like to think that; In my own point of view, it's like;

It seems to me that Tsukasa did called him from the very deep bottom of his heart. He didn't speak, but he for sure screamed for Amane from the very bottom of his heart.

He wanted Amane to come (he never said he didn't). He said that Amane wouldn't come for him anyway, but that doesn't mean that he didn't want to call for him. It doesn't mean that he didn't want Amane to come.

Tsukasa has been wishing for his brother to come to him for a long time, but Amane never did. And Tsukasa was always alone. So I think that hope slowly faded away.

Although, Amane remains being his older brother, and Tsukasa continues to love him more than anything in the world, so he can't help but let himself spark that hope again, let himself call Amane again, even though he knew it probably wouldn't work, like it never did. But he still took what Nene' said seriously, and so he decided to try it, only one last time.

So imagine his surprise when he sees that it actually worked. That Amane actually came for him.

He looks so shocked, amazed, devasted, surprised; He's feeling alot of emotions at once.

so many emotions that he doesn't even do the ":O" face anymore.

It's an genuine and unexpected surprise. Amane actually came. Amane actually listened. Amane actually-

He saved them both omg I love them sm

this panel gives me many siblings vibes.

Amane just looks so done with them lmao

Normal! Nene would never say things like this, but she's a kid and kids are usually more confident and say things without thinking too much about it so-

Hanako is amazed. Flustered. Shocked.

Happy;3

Tsukasa looks so indignated for being the third-wheel lmao

perfect.

they are actually acting like siblings omgg i love them sm

tsukasa did not had to bring up chapter 105 again but he did.

Idk why but i really love this panel with all the three of them together. They give me siblings-who-just-got-caught-fighting vibes lol

:O

TSUKASA AND TERU IN THE VERY SAME ROOM???? IN THE VERY SAME PLACE??? AT THE VERY SAME TIME?????

interaction is gonna happen. i'm telling you

finally.. the day has finally come... Tsukasa + Teru interaction is finally gonna happen........ AFTER YEARS OF WAITING WE FINALLY HAVE ARRIVED TO THIS MOMENT PEOPLE

Welp! i think that's it...? Excited for the next chapter yayayaya

it feels like this chapter delayed a whole bunch... but time for me just went by pretty slow actually...

Welp! I think that's finally it..?

Cya ~ !

part 2 of this post!

[moustacheshe]

Yandere! Otto Octavius (tssm) x Reader

Warnings: kidnapping, drugging, yandere-themes

This one shot is a little bit longer than my other stories <3 I hope I didn't make to many mistakes and that Otto is not to out of character ^^' Anyways enjoy reading :D

You put the last packing case down in your new apartment and wipe the sweat from your forehead. Moving all these cardboard boxes solely by your own was not your brightest idea. Of course several people asked you if you needed help... But you decided: 'No, I'd rather break my back before I let anyone do something for me.'. Yes you are stubborn and YES stubbornness hurts. You stretch your sore muscles and your back makes an unhealthy cracking sound. After hearing the crunching of your bones you decide it is indeed time to call it a day. Unpacking needs to wait until tomorrow.

The next day you slowly start to unbox your stuff and clean up a little bit. At least you have some days left of your leave until you need to go back to work.

Suddenly your door bell rings. You jump a little at the sudden sound and wonder who it might be. You're expecting no one. As you look through the peephole you see the postman standing outside your door. He holds a package in his hands. 'Weird...I didn't order something.' You open the door. "Hello?" "Ah, good afternoon ma'am! I'm so sorry to bother you but I have a delivery for your neighbour. Nobody is home and I need to give it to someone living in this house." You look at the small package and back to him. "O-Oh, I just moved here and I don't know the neighbours yet..." He just smiles at you, looking a little desperate. "I left a note for your neighbor, that the package is at your place. Please, my time schedule is already cut short." You sigh and give him a little nod. "Alright I'll take it." The postman seems relieved with your answer and hands you a device to put your signature on. You sign it and take the package. The man thanks you and hurrys back down the stairs.

You close the door behind you and look down at the package. 'Dr. Otto Octavius? Welp, it's always good to have a doctor in the house.' You think while putting the package on the wardrobe in your hallway. After that you continue with unpacking your stuff, trying to get some form of system in the chaos you've made.

It is late in the evening and you are exhausted. You're all sweaty and you look like a mess. You sigh and stretch. "Time for a shower." You say to yourself. Then your doorbell rings again. "Oh!" You go to your door and again look through the peephole. In front of your door is a rather adorable looking man. He has big nerdy looking glasses and a cute little bow tie. Underneath his big brown coat he wears a green sweater with a yellow shirt under it. Carefully you open the door only as far as a gap. "Yes?" "Oh, g-good evening. I-I'm so sorry to bother you this late but I saw the note on my door. It says that you may have a package for me." He seems nervous as he speaks, looking at you through his thick glasses. Now you open the door completely, looking at him in realisation. 'This must be Dr. Octavius...my neighbour...' He's a little taller than you...if not even the same height as you. The man looks a little taken aback upon seeing you now fully in your messy state. "O-Oh, you must be Dr. Octavius. I just moved in yesterday and-" You pause.' He probably just wants his package...and I start rambling about me moving in... Great...' "I-I'm sorry...I'll get your package." He couldn't respond as fast as you vanish into your apartment getting his package. You hand him the small box and laugh nervously. "I-I still have a lot to unpack so..." He just smiles at you and rubs the back of his neck. "I completely understand. Thank you for taking my package in. Have a good evening." "Y-You're welcome! And you too..." With that you quickly close the door. 'Welp, that was awkward...'

'Great job Otto...You could've started a nice conversation with them but no... Gosh, they were cute...' He sighs quietly and goes into his apartment right opposite from yours. Otto puts the package down and looks outside the window. He can't get the image of you out of his head. A little blush forms on his face. "Stop it, Otto. You've just met them." He whispers to himself.

The next day you've spent unpacking the rest of your stuff, calling your apartment now officially finished. You sigh at the thought of going back to work in a few days. But for now you have some time to relax a little bit. It is then your doorbell rings again. You stand up and go for your door. 'It is around noon, who could this be?' As you look through the peephole it is your neighbor from yesterday. He's holding something in his hands. You open the door and greet him. "Hello Dr. Octavius." You smile at him. "Oh, p-please call me Otto. I don't really care about formalities." He smiles back at you. "Okay then...Otto. I'm (y/n) and... I'm sorry about yesterday. It wasn't really a great start." You chuckle nervously. "Oh no, there is nothing to be worried about. I didn't quite made the best first impression myself." He answers getting a little flustered. "But I'll make it up to you. Since you just moved here and you were so kind to take my package in. I made you a little something." He holds out the thing in his hands and it turns out to be a cookie jar. "Oh, that's...that's so nice of you. To be honest nobody ever made cookies for me...at least not in a looooong time, hehe... Thank you very much, Otto." You take the jar and look at the cookies inside. "They look absolutely fantastic." A big smile spreads across your face. "Thank you, I baked them just this morning. It's nice having such a kind new neighbor. The last one was a little..." He frowns. "...unpleasant." Then his face lights up again. Seeing you smile so sweetly at the the cookies HE has made...it just makes him feel all warm inside. "I'm... I'm really sorry to hear that."

There is a moment of awkward silence between you two before Otto speaks up again. "Oh, I completely forgot the time! I need to go to work." He puts his hand onto his head in shock. "I-I'm sorry, I need to leave. Enjoy the cookies and I'll see you around." You look surprised at his sudden reaction. "O-Oh, okay. Have a nice day!" You answer and give him a little wave. With your goodbye he's already hurrying down the stairs. You look after him a little confused but then decide to shrug it off. As you close the door behind you a little smile forms on your lips. He's very kind and adorable.

"Dr. Octavius!" Otto snaps out of his daydream. He looks at his boss Norman Osborn. "You seem quite distracted. Whatever might cause this, it has to wait until later." The tall man gives him a strict glance. "Yes Sir, I'm sorry..." He quickly turns back to his work, typing the data into the computer. His four mechanical arms start working on the generator again. "I want to run the test tomorrow. The subject is already waiting to-" His phone interrupts his lecture. "Get this done until tomorrow!" Then he picks up his phone walking away. Otto sighs and rubs his eyes underneath his glasses. He can't stop thinking about you. His focus is drifting off no matter how hard he tries. "Get it together Otto!" He mumbles to himself.

It has been a few days since you've last seen your neighbor. You started working again. Dealing with rude costumers and trying to get work done while serving some people in between. It's pretty busy lately and one worker after another calls in sick or goes on vacation.

It's one of those days where you leave work and feel like a zombie. You don't want to talk to anyone anymore and your head feels empty. As you look for the keys in your bag you hear a door open up behind you. "Good evening (y/n)!" You turn around slightly and give Dr. Octavius a sleepy smile. "Good evening." His smile falls a little the moment he notices your tired state. "You look exhausted, dear." He frowns. You choose to ignore the nickname and keep this conversation short. "Yeah, it was a rough day. I actually just want to go to bed and get some good sleep." Otto wanted to stop you. He wants you to spend the evening with him. Maybe get to know each other a little better. Well, at least he wants to know everything about you. "O-Oh, that's okay...I-I just... It doesn't matter." He looks a little sad as his eyes dodge yours. You now feel bad for not wanting to talk to him. "Is everything alright?" Otto still doesn't look at you, his eyes fixed on the ground. "I-I actually... I wanted to invite you over for a cup of tea." He looks up into your eyes. "It'll help you relax after your hard day of work." Not that this offer comes surprising to you but...you really didn't think that he would invite you. At least not now. You really want to say no and just go to bed but he looks at you with this cute little blush on his face. With a sigh you smile at him. "Okay, what bad is it going to do." His eyes start to light up and he feels his heart skip a beat.

You look around in the room you're seated in. It's a open eat-in kitchen. It is very simple but overall pretty cosy. There are a few pictures with him shaking the hand of another person on them. He seems to have numerous 'awards' for new scientific inventions. 'Soooo not a DOCTOR doctor but a doctor of science...alright.' You think while looking at a picture with him and what appears to be 4 mechanical arms. It looks kinda cool but at the same time a little creepy. You can't help but to be amazed at how fast technology evolves. "These actuators help me with my work." You jump a little as Otto suddenly speaks up, standing right next to you. "Oh I'm sorry, I...didn't mean to startle you." He gives you an apologetic smile and puts down a cup of tea on the table in front of you. You mumble a small 'Thank you' and look at the cup in front of you. The tea smells wonderful. "This tea always helps me when I have a rough day at work." He sits down on the chair opposite of you on the table and places his cup down.

You carefully nip at the tea and much to your surprise it is not burning hot. In fact it is the perfect drinking temperature. Now you take a big sip and it tastes as amazing as it smells. "Wow this tea is really good. What kind of tea is this?" Dr. Octavius smiles at your praise. "Well it is indeed a recipe I created myself. My experiments are not limited to the laboratory. I like to try new things in my free time too." He blushes a little. 'This is adorable.' You giggle a little at his behavior. "Your wife must be very lucky." He pauses for a moment before looking down at his cup. "I-I don't have anyone... I mean I don't have a wife. I'm...not exactly the social kind of guy." Otto chuckles nervously, still not looking at you. "Oh...don't worry I'm not that big in social activities myself. I'm...mostly at work over the day. And the weekends...are not much of an adventure either." You smile at him so sweetly he could melt down on the spot. "Speaking of work, what do you do for a living?" He changes the topic, leaning forward on the table and resting his elbows on it.

You two talk for what felt like hours. Well Otto asks questions and you answer them. Every time you ask something about him he replies with one or two short sentences before returning to sounding you out. Nevertheless it is a really enjoyable evening. You feel like talking to a friend, relieving all your stress and easing out your worries. The tea really did its job... Otto makes a mental list of the things you told him, things you like, things you hate and the worries you have.

As you look at the time, you are startled.

"Oh no, I completely forgot about the time. I need to get up early tomorrow!" You notice and quickly finish the rest of your tea. Otto checks the time too. "Oh yes, it's getting quite late. I'll accompany you to the door." You two stand up and make your way to the entrance. "It was quite the enjoyable evening. We should do this regularly." Otto suggests while handing you your jacket. "Thank you. We'll...um...why not." You answer while putting on your shoes. "I also enjoyed the evening but can we put this on a weekend, maybe? I don't think I'll survive the week if we do this regularly during the week." Otto smiles and opens the door for you. "Well of course, my dear. I don't want you to over do yourself. We'll do this on a weekend and then we both have more time to spend." You smile and give him a thumbs up. "Cool beans." Otto could just die here and now of how cute you are. "Well then have a good night and I hope you're not to tired in the morning." "You too and don't worry I'll survive it." You chuckle and leave his apartment. "Good bye." You give him a little wave as you enter your apartment. He waves back and waits until you close the door behind you.

Then he shuts his door and sighs. As he closes his eyes a big smile forms on his lips. The image of you smiling at him so sweetly imprinted itself in his mind. He walks over to the table and takes your empty cup. There's still a little wet spot on the rim where your lips were. Your lips look so soft. Otto takes the two cups to the kitchen, putting them into the sink.

It is when he lays in bed his thoughts start to get...less innocent. He hugs his pillow, imagining it is you he is holding. Your soft skin, your smell and your warmth, everything just for him. Otto lets out a soft moan as his thoughts turn sinful.

"Finally!" You sigh as you let yourself fall down onto the couch. It is weekend and you are more than happy to get some rest. This week made the circles underneath your eyes seem even darker. You're so tired and nothing seems to go right...at least not at work. Suddenly you remember something you wanted to do after you get home. You get up again and take your spare key from the key hook. Leaving your apartment you make the few steps over to Dr. Octavius's door. You ring the doorbell and wait. Then you hear soft footsteps coming closer from the inside. The door unlocks and opens. "Ah, (y/n) dear. I'm so glad to see you, do you want to come in?" Otto asks smiling softly. He's wearing a sleeveless white shirt with a pair of dark green pants. "Oh no, I'm sorry. I just wanted to ask you something." You open your hand and show him the key. "Since we are neighbours and you are the only one I know here in this house, would you be willing to take my spare key? I mean, if I'm on vacation and/or there is an emergency. Y-You don't have to if you-" "Of course, I'll take it!" He interrupts you, maybe a little bit to enthusiastic. You pause and blink a few times before smiling at him. "That's very nice of you. In the house I lived in before moving I gave the key to one of my neighbours too." You hand him the key. "Oh that's not a problem at all. You just need to tell me when you're away for a longer period of time and I'll look after your apartment." He puts the key in his pocket. "Thank you very much. Um...have a good day then." You say a little bit awkward and turn to leave.

"Wait!" Otto calls grabbing your hand out of reflex. You turn around looking at him a little surprised. "O-Oh." He lets go of your hand, shocked by his own reaction. "I-I'm so sorry." Otto nervously apologies and lowers his head. You start to chuckle. "Don't worry, I was just a little surprised. What did you want to say?" Dr. Octavius looks up at you again, his heart starts to race. You're not mad about him grabbing your hand? "Oh um...I-I just wanted to ask..." He rubs the back of his neck. "Since it's weekend, would you like to come over for dinner? You look pretty tired and I thought you would like it if you didn't have to make dinner yourself." You again look at him a little surprised. For a moment, you think about it. You don't see the problem with having dinner with Dr. Octavius. No matter how...odd this may seem. It's not like this is something extraordinary, right? Is his behavior strange? Or is it normal and you are just being paranoid... "Are you alright?" Otto's voice interrupts your thoughts. "O-Oh yeah, sorry. I was just...lost in my own thoughts. Yes, I would like to come over for dinner." You answer and smile at him.

A few hours later you stand in front of your neighbors door again. He said that you don't need to dress nicely, just put on something you feel comfortable in. So you did. You ring his doorbell and he opens right away. Like he was waiting for you to finally arrive. "Hello again, please come in!" Otto steps aside and you enter with a small 'thank you'. He leads you to the open kitchen area you already know. It smells really good and the table is already set. "Please sit down, dear." You do as you're told and watch him go into the kitchen. "Should I help you with something?" You ask while observing his doings at the kitchen counter. The scientist turns around and looks at you with a strict glance. "Oh, absolutely not! You are my guest, I don't want you to lift a single finger." He almost sounds offended. "Alright, alright." You say raising your hands in defense. Otto smiles, satisfied with your answer and turns back to preparing the food.

He places the dish on the table. It looks fantastic and the smell...your stomach starts to growl. "This looks absolutely amazing." "Thank you very much." He blushes at your compliment. "W-What would you like to drink?" For a moment you think about what goes best with this dish but then you decide to keep it simple. "Well I really liked your tea last time, could you make it again for me? O-Of course only if it's not to much work for you." Otto's heart aches, seeing you so tired and still you ask if it's okay for him to make a tea for you. He'll do anything to make this evening as pleasant as possible for you. "My dear, of course I'll make a tea for you. Don't worry about anything okay?" You nod and whisper a little 'thank you'. How did you deserve to have such a kind neighbour?

You two eat together, the dish he made tasted as amazing as it looked. Otto asked you about your work and if you've already settled in your new apartment. The answer to your apartment situation was easy, though the part about your work...

"It's not...bad but..." You start but then fight for an answer. Otto puts the tableware into the sink while listening to you. You on the other hand start to feel like crying. The stress on your job and at home really start to get to you. You swallow hard. You can't cry in front of someone you barely know. He has probably enough own problems, he doesn't need to worry about yours too. You feel your eyes water and your vision starts to blurr. You try to blink the tears away. "Is everything alright, dear?" Otto asks now turning away from the sink. You don't respond right away, you're to afraid that he might notice something. Although you didn't know he already did. "Yes, yes I'm alright. I just get worked up over nothing sometimes. I-It's getting late I should probably-" You didn't notice Otto walking up beside you. "No, you're not fine. I'll not let you leave in this condition. Come on, let's sit on the couch and you tell me what's wrong." You're not all about discussing right now so you just do as he says. Now the tears start running down your cheeks while Otto lays an arm around you, guiding you to the couch.

"I-I'm so sorry, I didn't mean to..." He places you down onto the soft couch and hands you a handkerchief. "Now, now there's nothing to be sorry about." Dr. Octavius even gets you a blanket and puts it around your shoulders. He wants to just grab you and pull you into a tight embrace, never wanting to let go. Just lock you away from all the bad things that cause you to feel like this. He sits down next to you and takes your hand in his bigger ones. They feel soft and warm, it's a weird feeling, a person you barely know holding your hand, but you accept it. "Now tell me what's going on, dear." You sniffle not wanting to look him in the face. "It's just...work is really stressing me out lately. I can't sleep properly and...it's just to much for me at the moment. I-I'm sorry, I know this is nothing to be crying about..." Otto squeezes your hand, watching you cry your heart out hurts him. He inches a little closer to you, careful not to scare you away. "I know how you feel...sometimes everything seems to go over ones head. But I'll be here for you. You can cry all you want and talk about everything that's bothering you." You now look up at him and smile while more tears stream down your face. "T-Thank you, that's really nice of you." Otto smiles and one of his hands strokes your back in a soothing manner. "Oh, don't thank me I-"

His heart almost stops as you suddenly throw your arms around him and hug him. You don't know why you decided to hug him but you just needed this right now. At first Otto is taken aback but then quickly puts his arms around you. The moment you notice him returning your hug you relax in his arms. Otto could die a happy man right now. You find comfort in his warm embrace, he smells sweet, something like cinnamon sugar. The moment of comfort doesn't last long (not long enough in Otto's opinion) before you pull away from him. "I-I'm sorry, I didn't mean to... But nevertheless thank you for not pushing me away." You whipe the rest of your tears away but your eyes are still puffy and reddened. "Now why would I push you away? You can have as many hugs as you want." The scientist pulls the blanket back up around your shoulders, which you lost while embracing him. You chuckle a little followed by a yawn. "Oh, I think I'll go to bed...I'm pretty tired." Otto stares at you for a moment, deciding rather he can let you go home like this. What if you can't sleep after this? What if you feel not good enough to be on your own? "Stay just a little longer. I'll get you another tea, you must stay hydrated and it'll help you sleep better. Plus watching a little TV might distract you from everything that's on your mind right now." On one hand you really don't want to exhaust your visit. On the other hand Otto has been so patient and sweet with you, why not stay a little longer. "Okay but not for to long." You answer and lean back into the couch. "Wonderful." Dr. Octavius is delighted by your answer. He turns on the TV and hands you the remote control. "Just put on whatever you like." You nod and Otto goes into the kitchen.

As he prepares your tea he fights against his conscience. He's about to do something he's not very proud of. But he does this for you, for your own good. He'll make sure you'll rest well and like this he can 'monitor' you a little longer. As he puts the drug into your tea he mutters, ''I'm sorry (y/n)''. Otto knows this is wrong but he can't help himself, seeing you break down like this...he just has to do something. At least that's what he tells himself.

Meanwhile you look through the different channels. There's nothing that's really interesting you. Not until you put on the news. The news reporter talks about a incident with another 'villain' who fought against Spider-Man. Pictures show a fight scene between Spider-Man and a guy they call 'The Green Goblin'. This guy crashed some charity event, the police doesn't really know his true intentions. "The man stole and used Oscorp technology, which was confirmed by several eye witnesses at the scene. ..." Otto hands you the tea. "Isn't Oscorp the company you work for? Did you see this guy?" You ask pointing at the TV. The scientist follows your gesture looking at the picture of Spider-Man and the Green Goblin. He swallows hard. "Y-yes I... I even had an encounter with him. It was..." Otto stops for a moment. You take a sip from your tea. "...scary." He sighs but then turns to you and smiles. "But let's not talk about work." Dr. Octavius sits down beside you. "Oh man, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to upset you." You quickly change the channel. "Don't worry, I'm fine." He gives you a reassuring smile.

After looking through many other channels you end up watching some action movie. At the beginning you two talk a lot about the movie and how bad some of the actors and special effects are. But after a while you get quiter and it gets more and more difficult keeping your eyes open. "Man...this movie sure is...boring." You say trailing off at the end. "It sure seems like it." Otto agrees, watching your head drop to the side before it bounces up again. "I...should really...go...home..." The last word is only a whisper as your head falls back into the backrest and your eyes close. The man beside you waits for a moment, until he hears your steady breathing, telling him that you're now fast asleep.

He sighs, "I'm sorry (y/n) but this is for your own good...and maybe for my own egoistic self." Otto carefully lays you down, resting your head in his lap. He covers your body with the blanket he gave you. Once everything is settled he admires your peaceful sleeping face. "You're so beautiful." He whispers while running his fingers through your hair. Otto imagined your hair feeling soft. Now that he's really touching it, it feels like velvet to his fingers. He continues to stroke your hair while watching the rest of the movie. Otto trys to imagine that you've fallen asleep on his lap on your own.

After a while he slowly grows tired too. He hasn't felt that comfortable and happy in a long time. Otto leans back into the couch and closes his eyes. One of his hands rests on your sleeping form. "Good night, dear. I love you." He whispers before he falls asleep with a smile.

You wake up with a small whine. It is warm and comfortable. Slowly you open your eyes, blinking away the sleep. Looking around you notice that you are not at home. You gasp and quickly sit up. "Oh shit, I fell asleep!" You curse yourself. Suddenly you hear a door open and you turn to see Otto coming from another room. "Ah, good morning dear. How did-" "I'm so sorry, Otto! I-I must've been so tired... Oh man, I should've gone home. I'm so sorry!" You quickly stand up. "It's okay (y/n), I didn't mind at all. I wanted to let you rest, you looked so tired." Otto smiles at you, playing innocent. "NO, this is not okay. I can't just fall asleep at other peoples places. I'm so sorry, this is embarrassing." You walk past Otto, quickly grabbing your stuff and putting on your shoes. He follows you wanting to stop you. "(Y/n) I said it is okay, don't blame yourself. If I wanted to have you out, I would have woken you up. I actually wanted to ask you if you want to eat breakfast together?" He blushes a little bit. "I-I'm sorry, I've already outstayed my visit for to long. Thank you for the nice evening and for the meal, I really enjoyed it." You give him an apologizing smile. "But I need to go now, I'm sorry...G-Goodbye." The moment you've finished your sentence, you've already vanished through the door of his apartment and closed it.

Otto stays behind, not knowing what to do. He wanted you to stay so badly...and now he made you feel bad. He didn't want this. It's all his fault. He just wanted to make you feel better or make himself feel better? No! He does this for you and not for himself. Otto slowly backs up from the door and goes into the kitchen area. He sits down on the table, thinking about where it went wrong. It's obviously not about the way he treated you. Maybe you're just a little confused? It isn't far-fetched that your mind is clouded by the stress you're enduring. "My poor dear..." He whispers looking down at his hands. "I need to protect them..." An idea pops up in his mind but then he shakes his head. He can't do this to you...

You didn't talk to your neighbour for over a week. Because of the fact that you fell asleep on his couch AND because you made such a big deal out of it right in front of him...

You stand in front of his door not sure about what to say or to do. You're embarrassed and you'd rather not knock, but you feel like you own him an apology. Before you can overthink for any longer the door opens in front of you. You freeze and stare at Dr. Octavius who looks surprised at you standing in front of his door. "Oh (y/n)! What a pleasant surprise. I didn't see you in a while." He smiles and it doesn't look upset nor bitter. "H-Hello, I-I actually just wanted to..." You sigh and look at the ground. "I just wanted to say that I'm sorry for acting so stupid and childish... And that I ignored you for over a week." "Don't blame yourself, dear. You're young and you still need to learn that sometimes things happen that one can't control. Like our feelings..." You look at him and for a moment he's lost in your eyes. Then he slightly shakes his head. "But I start rambling again. I need to go to work, how about you come over later?" Something about how he's acting seems a little odd. Or is it just you? Still you're relieved that he's not mad at you. "I-I'd really like to come over but I'll be working until night today... Maybe another time."

Otto is shocked that you're working THIS late today. "Don't you normally work until afternoon?" He asks not showing that he's angry about you working so late. "Well yeah, but there're so many workers absent lately, we're understaffed. I can't choose my work time at the moment..." You sigh and rub your arm. "I see..." Otto can't watch you suffer any longer, something needs to be done quickly.

At work Otto's thoughts are with you again. Not that any other day would be different. It is until Mr. Osborn enters the room and starts lecturing him. He is used to his boss bullying him but today really pushes him to his limit. He just wants to see Norman Osborn suffer. This ungrateful bastar-

"Otto are you listening?" He snaps out of his thoughts. "Y-yes, of course." That's how it always is... He wants to speak up but then...he just can't. At least he is looking forward for tonight. He's going to wait for you to return back home and then he's going to surprise you.

After Norman was finished insulting him Otto was left alone in the room. He sighs and goes back to his work on the generator. While he's working someone reinserts the safety key into the control panel. Otto watches in horror as the generator starts building up electricity. He trys everything to get out of the room. Otto shouts and pounds against the door trapping him. There's no way out... He sinks down to the ground onto his knees. "(Y/n)... I love you..." Dr. Octavius whispers before a sharp pain goes through his body and he loses consciousness.

Upon waking up the only thing he feels is pain. His harness melted into his spine. The voices in his head...no they're not voices...they're his own thoughts. The voice of Norman Osborn ecos in his head. That's when the pain turns into hate. He starts to attack Spider-Man and Norman Osborn, who actually just wanted to help him. He's going to show everyone what he's capable of. Weak? No. Dr. Octopus isn't weak. He's the genius that is going to take over the whole world...

During the fight with Spider-Man the accumulator for his arms signals him that his power is running low. He remembers there is a spare battery for his harness at his apartment. Otto grabs the nearest heavy object with one of his mechanical arms and throws it at Spider-Man. This gives him enough time to flee from the scene.

The wall to his apartment bursts open and he enters the building. "I can not believe I used to live in this anemic hovle." He says to himself as he looks around for the spare battery. After a moment he spots the accumulator and grabs it. "Hm, I need a more permanent solution." Then he suddenly stops in his motion. Right there on the table underneath the spare battery lays a key. He carefully picks it up. "(Y/n)..." There it is again, this warm feeling in his body upon thinking about you, just...much more stronger. "I still have plenty of time until I run out of energy. There is something I need to take care of first." An evil smile forms on his lips and his actuators start to chirp in excitement.

You almost fell asleep on your way home and now as you enter your apartment you let out a loud sigh. Your body aches, especially your back. "Ouch, my back is killing me..." You hiss and put your bag onto the floor. As you enter your living room you turn on the light. You yawn and rub your eyes. "Oh man...what a day..." "What a day indeed.~" The sudden voice behind you makes you jump and quickly turn around. You freeze and your heart starts hammering against your chest. "W-Wha... O-Otto?" He's wearing these weird mechanical tentacles, strange looking glasses and a outlandish outfit. This is not the Otto you know, he looks...evil. You take a few steps back. "Do not be afraid, dear. I have no intentions of harming you." "W-What are y-you doing in my apartment? W-What happened to you?!" He smirks. "The only thing that happened to me is that I have improved...expanded my mind. As for the reason I am here..." Otto takes a few steps towards you. "St-Stop don't come any closer!" You reach into the pocket of your coat and grab a hold of your pepper spray. When you're walking home alone at night you always carry it with you. Otto frowns. "You might want to think about what you do next. I know you always carry a pepper spray with you... Just let me explain." You take another step back. "Please just leave Dr. Octavius, you're really scarring me." Tears start to rise in your eyes. "(Y/n) dear, you really do not need to to be scared. I am not here to harm you. In fact I am here because I-I am actually...in love with you." Your eyes widen and you swallow hard." Y-You w-what..." Otto smiles softly at your reaction.

"Oh sweetheart, you are so cute. That is the reason I fell in love with you the moment I first saw you. You were so kind to me and understanding. I saw how exhausted you were and still you could not bring yourself to say no to my invitations. I wanted to make you happy... I have to admit I could have done more for you. " He crosses his arms and looks to the side, seemingly thinking about something. You are still starring at him, speechless about what he's just said. 'Was this the reason for his strange behavior?' Then his head turns back to you and a smirk forms on his lips. "That is why I am here, I can not stand seeing you work until night and almost fall asleep while standing. You are exhausted and your muscles are hurting. I can change that and I will change that." You can feel your heart beating even faster and a cold shiver going down your spine. "I-I... I can't... T-This isn't right. You need to let me go!" Otto tsks at you shaking his head. "I am afraid I can not let that happen, dear. I do not expect you to understand my reasons...at least not at the moment. You just need to know that I am perfectly capable of taking care of you and that I will cherish you like the beautiful gem you are." He slowly closes in on you.

You don't think for to long before spraying the pepper spray in his direction. He growls and his mechanical arms come into the way and block his face from the spray. You use this opportunity to make a run for the door, dodging the actuators on your way. "Do not make this difficult (y/n)!" Otto growls turning around. "HELP! SOMEBODY! CALL THE POLICE! I- AH!" Before you can reach the door something wraps around your waist, pulling you back. "PLEASE, ANYBODY! I'M GETTING- hmpf!" Otto pulls you into his arms and covers your mouth with his hand. You trash around in his arms as he tries to calm you down. "Shhhh, (y/n) it will okay. We do not need any unwanted attention." His actuators come into your view, they seem to stare at you. Your pleas stay unheard as tears now stream down your cheeks. The mechanical tentacles grab a hold of your arms. Otto gets a cloth from the pocket of his coat. "You will stay here for a little while, dear. I need to get some things settled." He presses the cloth over your nose and mouth. You try to hold your breath, you know if you fall asleep your life is over. "You can not hold your breath forever, sweetheart." He's right and you know it. After a few seconds you can't take it any longer. "There you go." Otto whispers as you slowly begin to lose consciousness. Your strength fades away and your eyelids get heavy.

Otto sighs as you finally stop moving and lay in his arms fast asleep. He holds you tight and nuzzles his face into your hair, smelling your sweet sent. Somewhere deep in his heart he knows that this is wrong. But someone needs to watch over you sweet little delicate creature.

Upon waking up you notice that you're laying in a bed. 'Was it just a bad dream?' You open your eyes and blink a few times. The room you are in looks unfamiliar it's very small and it is sparingly furnished. But the worse thing is that it has no window and only one door. The only light source comes from a writing table with a desk lamp in one corner of the room. It looks like someone left it just a moment ago. 'I need to get out of here!' You think while throwing the blanket back, getting quickly out of the bed. It is until you stand on your feet that you notice how weakened you still are. You sink down to the ground as your legs give in. "Damn it!" In this moment the door suddenly opens and Otto enters the room, humming a little tune until he sees you on the ground. He's wearing his sleeveless white shirt and his normal glasses again but those nasty tentacle-like arms are still attached to his back. "Oh, (y/n) dear! Did you hurt yourself? You should not have stood up in this condition." One of his actuators gently picks you up and brings you closer to him. You glare at him trying to wiggle out of the grip of the mechanical arm. "Let me go! What is this place? Where have you taken me? I want to go home!" You ask him feeling a little bit dizzy. Otto takes your face in his hands and strokes your cheeks with his thumbs. "Shhhh, it is okay. This place is just temporary, until I find something else for us to settle down. I know this may be to much for you to take in at the moment, but please try to be good. I do not want you to get in any trouble..." You stare at him in disbelief. How are you supposed to react to his 'request'? Does he really think that you are just going to stay here with him? That you won't fight back?

You shake your head which causes Otto to let go of your face. "N-No! I'll not stay here with you! I have friends and family who are probably already looking for me. W-Why do you do this? Why me?" The scientist sights and places you back onto the bed. "I do not expect you to understand my methods, but what I need you to understand is that I love and care for you. In order to protect you I needed to do this. You were in pain and so exhausted... I know that this seems selfish but I will do anything to make you happy. I will not force myself onto you...but maybe after a little while you will understand..." While talking Otto fiddles with his hands.

For just a moment he looks like your kind neighbour again...

[sleepdeprivedsimp234]

Hello lovely!!

Saw your requests are open and I ned dopamine.

Can I get Gov being protective/comforting the States? Like, use his full strength to obliterate someone who hurt the States.

Or the other way around, States protecting Gov; the mans deserves a break

~💙💙

Ofc I can do that!!! Also I'm just gonna say that being called lovely definitely didn't make me smile like an absolute dork lmao

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While it may not seem like it sometimes, Gov really did care about the states. It was his responsibility to keep them safe (not really, but he sure as hell did think it-). If any of them were ever in any trouble, he would be there. If anybody ever hurt them, he will deal with the offender with a very bloody grin. If they needed comforting, he would do his best to do so. No questions asked. So here's a couple times that he proved to be a better parent/caretaker than any of the states have ever had...

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(New York)

It was the middle of yet another meeting when Gov noticed that New York seemed to be a bit off. His eyes looked slightly glossy with unshed tears and he was shaking a bit. His breathing also seemed to be a bit off and he looked like he would pass out at any given time. Well thats- that's not good. Nor is it normal for New York of all people to be on the verge of tears. Welp. He better go check up on him.

"Alright meeting dismissed!!" Shouted the Fed. He sighed as all of the states present either teleported or walked out of the meeting room. Great. Now it's time to check on the Empire State.

He got up from his seat and started his way to the NE floor of the statehouse, assuming that NY would be in his room being his normal self-isolated broody self. Gov snuck past the living room where the NE states were and walked down the hall till he reached the end where York's room was. Once he reached the door, he hesitated on knocking at first, but he eventually did.

"New York? It's me Gov." After a few seconds, he got a response that sounded like York was about to tell him to go away, but then he heard a strangled choke that was followed by what sounded like a severe coughing fit and a thud. 'sh*t-' Gov thought to himself. That cant be good...

He hurriedly tried to open the door and was relieved to find that it was unlocked. Which was a bit weird, seeing as York's door is usually locked, but that's not the point. There is bigger problems right now. He entered the Empire State's room and made sure to close the door before turning around. His eyes widened at the sight before him.

New York was curled up on the floor in a fetal position with his arms wrapped around his chest and his hands holding his throat as one would if they were choking. Which he seemed to be. He was coughing really hard, hard enough that it definitely promised a hurting throat for a while.

Gov instantly ran over and knelt down next to the Empire State. He placed a hand on the smaller's back and started gently rubbing circles on it. He could feel how much York was shaking. He could see the side of his face and noticed tears running down his face. "New York...." he worriedly whispered to himself. He continued to rub gentle circles in the smaller's back until he eventually gained some control of his breathing. Gov felt York physically give up and lay in a panting lump on the floor.

"New York?? Are you alright??" Gov asked, concern evident in his voice. He picked up the smaller and placed him on his bed and sat next to him. York just laid there panting. He noticed that the Empire State's eyes were a rusty-orange color instead of their usual golden-honey brown color and he could see the NYC skyline in them.

York panted a bit before gasping out a response. "S-smoke..."

Gov remembered the air pollution stuff happening in NY, but he still wanted to make sure that that was what York had said. "Is it the smoke that's making it hard for you to breathe?"

York nodded a bit before wincing a bit. "H-h-hurts..." He mumbled with a small whimper that was a bit heartbreaking to hear, especially coming from the normally stoic, emotionless state.

"I'm gonna go get you some water. I'll be right back." Gov said, placing a gentle hand on York's shoulder before teleporting out of the room. A few seconds later, he came back with a water bottle and handed it to the Empire State, who took it with a bit of hesitation.

York sat up and took a sip of the water, but he was still panting a bit and looked like he might pass out.

"Are you going to be alright?" Gov asked, concern still in his voice.

"Y-yea I'll be fine. I've dealt with this before, I'm gonna be fi-" New York said as he started to walk towards the door before trailing off. Gov noticed how he was swaying a bit.

"New York?" Suddenly York passed out and fell over, and he would've hit his head if Gov was there to catch him. Gov sighed as he picked up the smaller state, and he tried to ignore how uncomfortably light York was as he carried him to his bed.

York came to a few minutes later and tried to get up, but Gov stopped him and laid him back down. He was too tired to physically protest so he just opted to say "Oi I said I was fine."

"Shhh.... You need to rest for a bit. Don't bother fighting me, I will get Massachusetts in here and he will make sure you rest." Gov said firmly, poking York in the side as a slight warning.

York squeaked slightly and swatted Gov's hand away. "Ohohokay." He laughed out. He laid back down and tried to relax a bit. He eventually relaxed a bit when he felt Gov run a gentle hand through his hair, which set off a purring cycle and lulled him into slumber.

Gov smiled when he heard York's small snores and purring fill the room.

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(Texas)

At around 3am, Gov emerged from his office to refill his coffee mug for what seemed like the millionth time. As he walked over to the coffee machine, he noticed Texas leaning over the kitchen island with one of the most broken expressions Gov had ever seen on him. He noticed that Texas was holding a whiskey bottle in his hand as well.

"Texas?" Gov said.

Texas's head quickly snapped towards him before he wiped his eyes and traded that broken expression for a neutral one. "Uh- hey. What're ya doin' up?"

"Could ask you the same." Gov responded.

Texas was silent for minute before sitting down on one of the bar stools and pulling out his phone.

"Are you alright?" Gov asked, setting aside the thought of coffee for now. This was way more important.

Texas jumped slightly and looked Gov in the eyes. "Huh? Oh- um. Yea I'm fine." Texas said with a smile.

But ofc, Gov could tell that he was lying. Gov walked over the larger state and wrapped an arm around his torso.

The Lone Star State seemed a little shocked at first, but eventually hugged him back and buried his face in the slightly shorter man's shoulder. This time, he couldn't stop the tears rolling down his face and he began to cry quietly.

"Oh Terrence... What's wrong bud?" Gov asked, unknowingly using Texas's human name. Or maybe he did know. It was hard to tell, but Texas wasn't really expecting it.

"I've just been having a bit of a rough time lately... And one of my dogs passed away earlier..." Said the Lone Star State.

"I'm sorry Tex...." Gov said sympathetically.

"It's fine..."

"Is there anything I can do?"

"C-can we just stay l-like this for a bit? I-i-its completely fine if no-"

"Of course we can, Terry."

"T-thanks Fed..."

"Of course kid...."

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Sorry this took a lil while lol!!

And I'ma just leave this here- @literallyjustexistinghere @yellowrosefromtexas come get yer boys y'all <3

[koala-fluff]

Welp. The headcannons didn't help, so here's a fic featuring a tiny bit of ticklish!Wednesday and a lot of poor, ticklish!Xavier.

Enjoy!

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An Artist's Question

Xavier overhears and interesting conversation and can't stop focusing one thing: Is Wednesday Addams ticklish?

Xavier stared at the wall, barely listening to the teacher's monologue. No matter how much he tried, his mind always wandered back to that moment.

Earlier that morning, he accidentally eavesdropped on a secret conversation between Enid and Thing. He didn't mean too, they were just talking outside near wear his private studio was.

He had been walking back to school when he heard someone's voice. It sounded like Enid. He had planned to just sneak on by, but his attention had been diverted.

"C'mon, Thing. At least tell me where she's most ticklish!"

He had frozen in place. Of course, he hadn't thought they were talking about Wednesday.

"I swear, I will protect you from the scary, emo girl. Just tell me, please!"

He had snuck by after that. The conversation seemed too private so he had told himself that he'd stop thinking about it.

But, there he was. Thinking about it. A lot.

He drummed his fingers on his desk. Wednesday Addams? Ticklish? That did not fit at all. But then again… Enid wouldn't sound that desperate if it was false. And there was no way she would have known he was there since he made sure to stay downwind.

He sighed and turned back to the teacher. There was nothing he could do about it. He just had to focus.

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It was the end of the school day, and Xavier still couldn't stop thinking about it. In fact, he started thinking about it more.

He was in his private studio, holding his paint brush. He was all set and ready to paint, but he just stood there. Frozen.

If Wednesday was ticklish, how ticklish was she? Where would she be ticklish? And, most importantly, what did her laugh sound like?

That question had been haunting him. There was no way for him to imagine her actually laughing. He couldn't even imagine her smiling. He'd seen her smirk, but never smile.

Would her laugh be loud or quiet? Would it be squeaky or giggly? Would she snort? Would she shriek or cackle?

His mind continued to run wild as he stared at his blank canvas. He probably would've stayed like that all night, if an odd twist of irony hadn't interrupted him.

He jumped as his door creaked open. He whipped around to see the source of his spiraling mind.

"Hello, Xavier." Wednesday said, just as mellow as always. "May I accompany you while you paint?"

He stared at her for a few moments before shaking himself out of it. "Uh… you can, but I don't think there'll be much painting today." He said sheepishly, putting his paintbrush down.

"Why not?" She asked, closing the door and letting herself into his studio.

"My mind isn't…" he stared at her. "Focussing really well today."

She looked back at him. He glanced away, and looked out the window.

"Why do you keep staring at me?" She asked, walking up to him. He looked back and swallowed as her dark eyes glared at him suspiciously.

"N-No reason!" He said, taking a step back.

"I think there is a reason." She stepped closer to him. "Tell me."

"I overheard Enid talking to Thing about how you're ticklish." He blurted out. He didn't know why, Wednesday just seemed to be able to pull the truth out of anyone.

Her eyes widened and she took a step back. "What?"

He stared at her, a grin pulling at his lips. "Wait… are you actually?"

"No." She said, folding her arms. "Enid was lying."

Xavier raised his eyebrows. "I don't think Enid is capable of lying. You are, though."

Wednesday stayed silent. That was all the confirmation Xavier needed.

"You're ticklish!" He said, laughing. "You, Wednesday Addams, are ticklish!"

"No, I'm not!" She argued, taking another step back. "I have no clue how you came to that false conclusion."

"Then, I can test it out, right?"

She seemed taken aback by this question. Her eyes widened and she opened her mouth, then closed it again.

Xavier smirked and approached her. She backed away. Soon enough, her back hit the wall.

Her eyes widened even more as he stopped in front of her. They stared at each other, waiting for the other to act.

"I will warn you as I have warned Enid." Wednesday whispered suddenly, her eyes darkening. "If you attempt to tickle me, I will return the attack back on you. Tenfold."

Xavier paused, weighing his options. Was it worth it?

…

It definitely was.

He shot his hand out, immediately latching onto her side. He squeezed a few times and her breath caught in her throat.

She grabbed his hand, her face flushing slightly, and tried to push it away. His grin widened and he grabbed her other side while she was distracted.

An odd, gasp left her lips and she buckled slightly. Her teeth clenched as she tried to twist away.

"Xavier Thorpe, stop!" She tried to say intimidatingly. But he could hear the slightest waver in her voice.

Wednesday Addams was ticklish, confirmed.

"What was that you said?" He teased, creeping his hands up towards her ribs. "Something about you returning it to me tenfold?"

Wednesday grabbed his arms and pushed them down. Her eyes were wide as they met his own.

"I guess ribs are bad, huh?" He asked, pushing against her grip. "Good to know."

The girl inhaled sharply, as if to brace herself, and let go of his hands. He instantly took advantage of it and pinched her ribs.

What sounded like a muffled squeak left her lips. She buckled, but not before digging her own fingers into his sides.

Xavier yelped and backed away on instinct, his arms wrapping around his midsection. He looked up and felt a shiver of dread run down his spine.

Wednesday glared back at him. She stood tall, her hands poised and ready to attack. She showed no signs of ever almost laughing in the first place.

"Say your prayers, Xavier Thorpe." She said, low and menacingly, before darting at him.

Twas embarrassing to admit, but he did scream. He tried to run, but it was too late. His fate was already sealed with a black, vengeful glue.

As soon as his back was turned, hands latched onto his ribs, immediately tickling him to the ground.

He burst into laughter and kicked at her. She retaliated by kneeling onto his legs and clawing at his sides.

"WEHEHENDSDAHAHY!" He shrieked, thrashing on the ground.

"What?" She asked nonchalantly, spidering her manicured nails up his back.

"IHI'M SOHOHORRY!" He cackled out, trying to drag himself away. Unfortunately, Wednesday was heavier than she looked.

"Thank you for the apology, but I'm not stopping." She replied, digging into his armpits.

He screamed a high-pitched scream and clamped his arms to his sides. He tried to get up, but every time he was able to lift himself up, she just traced his back again and he fell back down.

"Where else are you ticklish, Mr. Thorpe?" She asked, poking at his hips.

The poor boy only shook his head, his face already red from laughing. His laughter shot up a few octaves as she pinched the back of his neck.

Her face fell into an evil smirk. "I see…" She mused, instantly spidering under his ear with one hand as the other squeezed his side. "Your neck seems especially sensitive."

He jerked away from the tingling on his neck, but she just switched to the other side. No matter how much he struggled, he could never get away.

"I am trained in many ways of torture." She said, sliding off him while continuing to torment his ribs. "Unfortunately for you and Enid, that includes tickling."

One of her hands shot down and scratched at the back of his knee. A snort flew out of his mouth as well as an ear-splitting shriek.

Wednesday flinched and her smirk turned into a massive grin. Obviously, Xavier couldn't see it cause he was too busy cackling his depressed lungs out.

"I do believe this may be your worst spots." She said, keeping the smile out of her voice. "Unusual, but sensitive nonetheless."

The artist slammed his hand on the ground as she targeted both knees, desperate for her to get the message. Luckily, she did.

She stopped tickling and stood up. Xavier fell limp and continued to giggle on the ground, his eyes closed with a few tears on his cheeks.

Wednesday couldn't help but smile endearingly down at him. This kind of state was rare to see in most people. It filled her with a kind of warmth she couldn't describe. It was the same warmth she felt after she tickled Enid to tears as well. And Eugene…

Catching herself, she forced the smile away and turned to grab the water bottle on his work bench. It did not matter what the feeling was. It was useless anyway.

She crouched next to his head and placed the bottle next to him. "I do hope you learned your lesson better than my insufferable roommate." She said after his breathing had slowed.

He sat up and took a sip of his water before looking at her, confused. "You mean Enid hasn't given up after that kind of torture?"

Wednesday sat next to him and shook her head. "She continues to persist in her attempts. I am starting to believe she enjoys tickling with how often I've had to exact revenge."

Xavier felt his face warm slightly. "That would be weird…"

"Not especially." Wednesday looked at him, her eyes unreadable. "Most humans and non-humans alike seek physical closeness with one another. And it is normal for people to enjoy laughing. If you add those concepts together, it makes a lot more sense than other activities one might enjoy."

Xavier's face flushed and he turned away, chugging from the bottle. There was no way she knew, right?

Wednesday stood back up and brushed herself off. "I must be going now. My writing time is almost here." She said with a heavy sigh.

Xavier looked back up at her. "I thought you'd want to stay here? What with your persistent roommate and all."

Wednesday shrugged and carefully walked to the door. "My writing time is important. And I'm fully prepared to torment her. Again."

Xavier stood up. "But you've only been here for five minutes?"

Wednesday turned to him, the slightest of smirks on her face as she opened the door. "Perhaps… but maybe I was looking to tickle you the whole time. I do find enjoyment in tormenting others, after all."

Xavier's face flushed a bright red. Wednesday's smirk widened and she left, the door creaking behind her as her footsteps became quiet.

Xavier stood in the middle of the studio, his body still tingling from the recent attack on his nerves. His face slowly cooled down and his eyes widened in realization.

He just gave his secret away to the most skilled tickler in the school.

He turned to his canvas and picked up his paintbrush and began to paint with a bright red

He was so screwed.

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Do you think Wednesday knows his secret?

The answer is: definitely.

I hope you enjoyed this fic and now I hope to finish what I've been trying to finish for months now.

Have a wonderful day/night and don't tickle Wednesday Addams. Or do, it's up to you. ;)

[roadtodeltarune]

Earthbound Update 3

(PART 1)

I'm back! Some of you may have thought I abandoned this project, but you were wrong!

Where have I been? What have I been doing? Oh, I've been busy playing Earthbound! I knew I was close to the end, so I wanted to finish it before updating! I could have finished in a week, but I got distracted by other games and responsibilities. Now what exactly did I do in Earthbound?

Well last time, I cured Tenda Village's shyness. After making my last update, I tried their coffee and had another strange vision. But once my head cleared, I did some trading and then hopped into the cave.

As I figured, this was my next Sanctuary Location. The boss wasn't very tough; he was blasted to bits by a multi-bottle rocket and some good bashes. The hardest part was the maze of a cave!

We had a strange moment of Straw's(Ness) thoughts being beamed to a wall, then jumped down a hole into the Underworld.

This place is huge! And there are dinosaurs here! I wanted to avoid them since I felt strong enough already, but they were just too big, they kept blocking my path. It's actually so huge here that I had to look up a map. I also got lost in the first five minutes and was walking in circles, so a map helped a lot.

I feel like this should be a bigger moment, but didn't Buzz Buzz already say something about being in a prophecy? I guess it's good to remember the scale of our journey. Welp, time for the last Sanctuary Location!

Well, that was a fever dream...

The Fire Spring wasn't too hard to go through, the Psychic Psychos were more so just annoying. The final Sanctuary Boss felt like a good final boss, though, that fight was lots of fun.

As for all the melodies playing together, they sounded very pretty. I feel like they fit together better than Mother 1, but I hope there is, or will be, an orchestrated version like Mother 1 has.

The sequence afterward of Straw going through his home and seeing how much his parents loved him... Man, that hit me right in the feels. At the end of Mother 1, I came to the conclusion that this series is about love. Spoiler: I come to the same conclusion with Earthbound.

MAGICANT?! How is Magicant here! I thought it was Mary's dreamscape and it faded when she accepted death. Is... Is Mary still around? Is that why the melodies are back?

I think I like the aesthetic of this Magicant more. The old one was pretty, but this one feels more peaceful, and the color shifting adds to the magic/dream aspect.

Plus all the veggies remind me of my Mother 1 characters: Carrot, Onion, Potato, and Beet.

Is this true or is this what Straw thinks is happening with Pokey? Is he really, truly a bad guy?

Rest in peace, Buzz Buzz. We'll win this war for you.

The Flying Men! It's good to see them again! Oh no, wait, I don't want them to die

Interesting... My personal explanation for this is that the statue brought out the worst in people, so it uses the evil part of your brain; but I also think Straw just views it as the worst evil he's fought so far.

Hi, I'm back here. I died to the statue. This seemed impossible, just like Belch, so I looked up some tips and a map. I found that I just needed a bunch of Dragonite, so I got some from storage. I also got an extra Earth Pendant for Apple (Jeff)

Wow! Dragonite is strong! I got lucky though, he didn't heal in this second attempt. If he would have, I might have lost.

Like how Grape (Poo) had his training that, to me, like he was reaching his personal enlightenment, I feel the same for this moment. It feels like Straw is taking everything that's happened to him and learning a great lesson that's left up for interpretation, whether it's a lesson on Love, Determination, Destiny, overcoming Evil, or all of the above.

This also makes me think that Magicant is a by-product of the Melodies, meaning Mary must have been in Magicant for decades, waiting for Carrot(NinTen) to restore peace to her and help her move on.

[lonespektr]

Sept 27th & 28th Double Feature as last night I was out there chasing Jupiter and the moons. I hope you all saw it.

Here you go if you missed it

Pet Semetary

It's actually super nice to get an oldish story and not know a dang thing about it . I miraculously avoided spoilers my entire life.

In an obvious explanation Semetary is spelled that way because a kid spelled it wrong.

It is refreshing to have an adult talk about death like a normal human.

It is not healthy to have an adult shut out the spiritual. Even if you think religious people are fucking lunatics, telling a kid there's no mystery or anything shuts down an important creative element in their brains, whatever ambitious thing your kid wants to do that has never been done before can't thrive if they don't contemplate the unknown in some way.

Already foreshadowing about the bb

In an unfortunate non-twist they kept with the classic of the black man dying first le sigh

Idk if I like the voice over is a bit cheesy

Ugh heavy foreshadowing on the bb

Man spending a lot of time in the street having already seen one fatal car accident and three near misses

The dated elements are showing and not revised

Black man dies first

Man is logical women is emotional and fragile and believes in fairy tales

Demonization/Monstrous depiction of the disabled

These are all old nasty tropes

Hell nah in the water, with the lightening

K just say I'm digging the old man jon lithgow era

Did he tell him to stick em those rocks and weren't they supposed to have masks on or some shit

Not getting tricked into reanimating a corpse

Welp the ovbs guess here is the bb is going to get hit by a car and then dad is going to reanimate him or who knows maybe the dad will fess up and tell the wife and in her histeria she will reanimate the boy and the husband says no, that's not the logic of things!!

The condescending what time is it/ late,

the lies the heterosexual lies that are so common place and the chaste love making 🤮🤮

I never know how I feel about these type of movies where the person is tricked into doing something, like he KNEW something was off but there's no way in hell on earth that's a guess you would make necromancy like that's not possible so house can you be held accountable for like essentially not bailing when there are bad vibes??

They are going for a timeless kinda thing with the timeline which sounds explain why she isn't on therapy

Oh Windigo huh?

And an adult saying i was wrong 😯

He gon be raggedy for the rest of the show?

Wait i think i remember them saying they had to grease up the cat to keep it raggedy looking

Street again

This a thinly veiled corporate attack

Fake out it was big sis good no one wants it to be obvious

Foreshadowing still in play with the bb though

They fail to establish how the secret is kept and oh why the person is changed just like a been to hell thing

More like just abelism with disability as horror

And the girl child perpetrating misogyny? For what?

The cast is ...too small, too insular

Hmm she may have just copped to bring an imposter

Which would explain the random acts of violence

Bruv!!! Get your other fucking kid lordt

What's the goal... just if it's possession then they need more corpses

Turn over time is quick

The cat.. Didn't want Jud to go to the side

I mean they still got the baby

B but like this my point how would it not immediately spiral??? To the whole town

There is a whole theme song. Wow

Ravens Hollow

I'm a Poe Fan

Damn buury the man is alive

Ok i read a bit of a blurb, no spoilers it's Edgar at West Point

Tell tale heart

This is essentially

That's a far as i read i didn't want to get spoiled

Trippin balls to avoid getting brain washed

They went with the poem

Nevermore

Mask of the red death

Or just death itself?

Charlotte

And now the fall of the house of usher

Wait which?

I think i missed something

Thunderbird

Whoo hallucinations

Lol horse

What

Let's ride in the twilight

If i am then we are meant for each other

Uh that was poorly delivered

About orgasms apparently

If it loves it will not suffer with sharing

Booted from the academy

And now an addict

And haunted by the raven

Now he writes

I love it

[despair-to-future-arcs]

Lord the Despairs ruined their lives.

Your telling me, before; I had dealt with them at least... 2 to 4 a month but now I can't even eat lunch without getting bother by someone.

*sigh* Makes me wonder if Hope's Peak Academy was preparing me to deal with these type of people or make me despise people in general.

I... really don't want to but I suspect they were ever since I enroll into Hope's Peak...

*Masa walks down the hall and heads to the 5th Division which she goes into her office*

...I mean, given what Hope's Peak hid - I have to wonder...

...

...

...

Date: February 28th, 2011

*grabs her bag* Welp, I better go see about the 2 that are suppose to attend Hope's Peak.

Oh right, are you going off to help Class 78 with the tour?

Yeah since I need to make sure they get shown around the school so I better be off...

???: Oh Masa, there you are!

Yeah...?

Listen can you cover something for me, seems a student had committed suicide!

Wh-Whoa wait what?! So-someone attempted suicide!

Really? Sorry if I'm being unsympathetic but I have to help out Tamami Furuichi and Sofia Yamazaki, you are aware that those 2 are suppose to get a tour today, right?

Well it doesn't matter, hurry up and cover for Nagito Komaeda's suicide attempt or you'll be expelled!

Wait you can't do that, she isn't even your teacher - my mom is our teacher!

And if I remember right, Miss Esumi is the Ultimate Journalist - meaning that if anything happens to the students; it's her fault and hers alone, so get to work.

Well maybe if you were a better teacher and keeping an eye on your students then none of this would be happening, would it?

What was that?

Oh nothing, nothing Mrs. Shingetsu - I'll get to work...

Good, at least you know your place - now excuse me...

*Mai walks away*

Well... so much for the tour, there expecting me to cover up another mess of theirs when clearly they should be y'know... teachers? Like I shouldn't be doing their job.

No kidding, like excluding my mom - all the other teachers don't really keep an eye on their students and most come to you to clean it up.

Still hope you can get this finish quickly and show that tour.

I'll try... just gonna be running late...

*A few hours later, Masa rushes over to the gate*

Okay sorry I took so long, I had to take care of a few things and-.

Huh... wait, where did those 2 go? I thought they be here.

Huh? Who are you talking about...

Tamami Furuichi and Sofia Yamazaki? There suppose to be on tour with me, I was running a bit late due to something coming up - did you see them?

Oh... right them, honestly I felt those 2 were really odd so I told them off; say they don't belong here and threaten them, honestly they should learn that Hope's Peak is for the elite and need to learn their place!

...?! (Oh shit, I...I miss them.)

'Thing is that I'm always left with taking care of the teachers dirty work, including things like this...'

[retphienix]

Me and the bestie contemplating the purpose of my very existence while I repeatedly submit, succumb, and bow my head to their power entirely out of curiosity for what I may learn by doing so.

I do find myself rather put off by some of the tone of this quest line- just a whole lot of my character accepting their place not through acceptance or defiance- but rather.... kinda lame like, like a lamb following the flock.

I keep pushing forward for the Atlas seeds out of curiosity- out of a natural development of my previous interest in exploring the universe- now I wish to KNOW the universe- and my character's internal dialogue in all of this is a whole lot of "Nothing matters, I obey. Everything is meaningless- especially myself- I submit." like dude, chill.

There were some lines I really enjoyed from my character- like REALLY enjoyed-

whenever they dwell on their purpose (and don't just say their purpose is to obey like a cringelord) they instead put a lens towards what they ARE to the Atlas.

Namely, a lens for them to look upon themselves- which is- funnily enough- how I like to think of myself in the real universe.

Just a bit of the universe experiencing and witnessing itself.

So that's sick as hell!

The whole bit where my character seemingly shrugged their shoulders and decided they will simply worship the Atlas like any other NPC- simultaneously belittling this unique journey and dumbing down all their interesting self reflection in favor of "Welp, you know better, guess I'm just nothing." isn't sick at all. It's lame lmao.

I DO like some of the themes involved alongside my character's whole submission nonsense- I like the weight of knowing- I like the implication of being burdened by the power of creation- it's just, like dude, chill already- focus more on what you are to the Atlas and on the weight of these decisions- less on how best you can kiss the feet of the orb and call yourself weak.

All the "Obeys" and "Succumbs" are annoying, especially when most of what the Atlas actually says is just "Things are gonna end. Can you find meaning in this?" like the Atlas is pretty much being straight forward with us(themselves) that it wants to know this means something- it's screaming and dying and surrounded by only itself and this has become an infinite loop of diving deep to try and understand its purpose and pain- and then we're like "IDK, you want me to pray about it? I'll start praying about it."

Ironically, the ending of this quest line (or what seems to be) kind of just. Agrees with me?

At the end it's like my character finally fucking listens to the Atlas' words and goes "OOOOOOOOH, Oh shit I was SUPER reacting incorrectly. I getcha!" but my own sarcastic read on the whole put aside- I do enjoy that moment of realization as well- ALMOST enough to say I'm fine with the previous attitude shift my character took....almost lol.

But that moment of realization does well to paint this interaction more along the lines of what I said earlier. The Atlas is desperate- they want meaning- they want to feel anything but alone in a dying husk- and we are in this moment the User of their Program.

Whether the game is leaning into implying THE PLAYER's impact on the narrative through this talk of "Users" or whether the narrative is playing further towards what I implied- the Atlas is pouring themselves into creating to the point of creating a Traveller capable of experiencing and knowing itself- IE- they made their own User and it is our Traveller so this is very much still "Atlas playing itself to know itself" etc. IDK

But I like it!

I'm currently leaning towards the latter- and part of that is the text displayed even now.

We spark life into the universe and give it creatures to give it meaning.

In that moment we are Atlas.

--

The Atlas is the creator of a universe filled with planets, plants, stars- and it finds meaning in the individual life it puts amongst these galaxies.

So the Traveller's job is to supply that meaning by exploring, learning, and beholding all that the Atlas has created.

We are the Atlas' attempting to find perspective and grant meaning to the infinite lines of code it was designed to maintain by doing what it struggles to do by virtue of being the machine holding it all together- living.

--

Having come this far, I'm left with my own assumption on the final notes of the story once I reach the center.

I have no reason to believe we will help the Atlas survive.

We are just a part of the Atlas' mind. A thought run rampant. The Atlas is currently experiencing a physical catastrophe- what was it- nearly 10,000 generators all shutting down in one of the Atlas' logs about 16?

The Atlas is dying- no amount of good thoughts running through its head are going to suddenly fix the physical technology that makes it up.

But I think the narrative is leaning towards granting a sense of acceptance within the Atlas- and that the ending will sit bitter- with us reaching the center and enacting some protocol that demands the Atlas create a multi-verse that we are sent to.

By Null's claim, this will erase all that currently is, and by my guess this means everything will be cloned to a new universe in order to "run away" from the destruction just a little longer.

We dive deeper; The immense weight on the system effectively "gives us time" but further corrupts the system. Our 16 minutes will last forever because we will simply run more and more subroutines until the system simply can't anymore.

Another layer of obfuscation from reality's ticking clock, but no real "solution", just postponement and at best a moment of relief for the Atlas's worries before (perhaps) the corruption of diving deeper while the physical devices fry causes it to forget once more.

Excited to see no matter how wrong I end up bein'- been a fun ride :)

[xenon756]

Some complaints and concerns now that I'm renting an apartment on my own... (It's kinda long)

I think I genuinely cannot afford to live in Utah by myself. I may actually have to move back to Mississippi this time next year and I hate that A LOT. I have next to no money for myself at all and I barely have enough money for groceries. For the past year I was back living with my step dad again and had so much money to do whatever I wanted with. It was great! I got to go to PAX East earlier this year and I was going to concerts multiple times a month. Unfortunately for me, my mom and step dad moved back to Mississippi and I chose not to go with them. I'm still here in SLC and I've been struggling financially. When I moved into my new place I legit went 4 weeks with less than $100 due to various move in fees that screwed me over. When the first of the month came I thought I'd actually be back to normal somewhat and planned a trip to Universal Hollywood with my dad. Welp, after taking out money for bills and stuff I had less than $200 for the entire weekend which barely covered my expenses for that weekend. I had nothing when I got home. The only reason I was even able to buy groceries that week is because I got a $200 Amazon gift card from work which I discovered could be used at Whole Foods. Now that it's half way through the month I ,again, have barely any money for myself. I have less than $100 in my account and am trying my best to be careful with my spending. I don't know if I'll have money for groceries next week. I didn't even mention that my credit card is maxed out. So yea, shit sucks. Rent out here is insanely expensive. You're lucky if you can find a 1 bedroom apt for less than $1500. The only conceivable way for me to stay is if I found a roommate and I don't like the idea of living with some rando I don't know. My only option is to move in with my parents for a bit and try to find an apartment in Mississippi I guess. Rent seems to be dirt cheap down there so there's that at least. I'll have to give up having access to a Round 1, having access to tons of vegan restaurants, and decent public transit. Losing access to a Round 1 isn't a huge deal I guess? Maybe I'll finally get an LTEK or something and I can always get a controller to play IIDX at home. I'm just super bummed about the whole thing. I've gotten to know most of the folks in the rhythm game community here and I have a group that I play Pump it Up with every week. Having to lose all of that makes me extremely sad.

[umemiyan]

Ummm…if I may 👉👈, 🐇 for all your favs

omg, all my faves ?? 😳 WELP..... buckle up i guess!!!! gonna have to put this under a read more lmao it's way too long i've been working on it for hours 😭 i'm so delulu

🐇: how did the first time go? talk about it

w/ jean:

so we were kind of a slow burn acquaintances to friends to lovers during college thing (i helped tutor him in a class and we gradually got closer). so i think things were building up between us over time, and it eventually reached a point to where when we finally kissed each other, we just kept going. the spark was there and we didn’t wanna stop, and thankfully we were in my dorm room at the time 🫣 (i lived alone and he had a roommate—probably marco or connie or smth lol)

we started just pulling off clothes and feeling each other up because we knew what we both wanted. he still asked if it was okay before sliding into me for the first time, but i was just like “hell yes, i ain’t no virgin” LOL. the neighbors probably heard that rickety wooden twin XL bed frame hitting the wall, but what are ya gonna do 💔

the dick was bomb tho and the chemistry was there. we went raw because i had an IUD and we trusted each other (do not follow this example lmao). but that was basically the beginning of the relationship because we were just like yeah okay this is a definitely a thing now. not even jean’s (or my own) avoidant tendencies could deny that lol

w/ toji:

my first time with toji happened after he took me out for dinner and then brought me back to his place for a movie afterwards. like i’m not stupid i knew what was probably on his mind, but i decided to roll with it because hello??? he’s fucking hot as hell. he had me thinking with my pussy 😔

anyways, of course he’s the first to initiate things with an arm around the shoulder and a kiss, and once i reciprocate, things start getting hot and heavy. i end up in his lap with no shirt on, panties to the side, and two of his fingers inside me. he gets me to cum before promptly eating me out and then absolutely pounding me right there on the couch.

i’m essentially like “yeah fuck me til i can’t walk” but then when i see and feel how massive he actually is, my heart drops into my stomach LOL i’m immediately regretting it because he’s way too big 😩 he’s all like “you can take it, you can take it” and “thought you said you wanted it til you couldn’t walk?” being all mean to me n shit but then i cum and prove him right 😔

w/ satoru:

so i actually talked about this before right over here!!! essentially it was a bit of a mess at first because gojo’s cocky ass thought he was so fly when in reality he was just confirming how much of a loser he actually is. but it’s okay because i found it kind of hot and used it as an opportunity to show him that he has a few things to learn.

w/ megumi:

okay this one was tough because i can imagine so many scenarios for this lmao but honestly it's something where i see myself waiting for him to come to me. there's probably been a confession of feelings by that point but most things are not being rushed, because overall this whole realm of love and intimacy is new, difficult territory for him. i suspect that he's a virgin but i'm not 100% certain until things actually start to go down and he tells me.

regardless of when and where it happens, it's pretty soft. there are some chaste kisses, but he's the one that starts getting a little desperate and moving things in another direction. i let him sort of steer the whole thing because i don't want to end up outside his comfort zone, but there's eventually a point where i have to be like "is this something you want?" because he's doing his best but i can see that he's shaking and having a hard time getting to the point.

he powers through the nerves and gently puts me on my back because he thinks that's what he should do, but i have to help the poor thing put it in because he's so nervous 😭 and it doesn't last very long either because once he's inside, all it takes is a few strokes for him to bust LOL. but it's rly cute because he makes pretty noises and has shaky arms and gets so red afterwards that it's hard for him to try and be stoic. i give him a kiss and tell him it's okay <33333

w/ shoto:

my other inexperienced boi 🤧 he is sooooo fucking clueless (in the most adorable way i love him) so i imagine this isn't something that comes up until a little while after we've started legit dating and being a couple. similar to megumi, all of that alone is a learning curve without even adding sexual intimacy into the mix. but things between me and shoto are perhaps a bit more stabilized by that point so the communication and trust is a little easier to navigate.

long story short, he trusts me to guide him in this sort of situation. he knows that he's lacking in this area and isn't gonna try to pretend like he really understands what to do, so he wants me to show and teach him. it almost goes down sort of like a lesson, lol. but a very sexy one 😌

he learns all about kisses and touches and how it's okay to let out little noises when he enjoys something. i lay him on the bed and let him just watch as i ride him <333 he's got a surprising amount of self-control for a first-timer, but it still doesn't exactly last very long before he gets all red and squirmy and says he's gonna cum <3333

w/ denki:

i am lowkey SO indecisive about our lore rn because like.... we kind of give besties to lovers vibes but IDKKKKK. anyways, i think regardless of the specifics, it's the sort of thing that when it happens, it's just like "FINALLLLLYYYYYY!!! why did this not happen sooner" cue the fireworks and desperation. whatever video game we were playing at the time gets completely forgotten because we're sucking face and fumbling over each other to see who can successfully get their hands in the other's pants first.

i win btw!!! i get a hand around his cock but he's still begging for me to let him touch me and eat me out between gasps of pleasure. i can't really refuse because he's already getting on his knees and peeling off my clothes......

i'm surprised he has the tenacity for it tbh because he always struck me as the type to want to get it in immediately, but he shows me that i was wrong. we eventually take it to the bedroom and pound out all of our feelings, taking turns showing one another how much we actually care about and know each other.

w/ belphie:

answered right over here!

nsfw selfship questions

[bellathechildbitch]

Hi.. may I ask pepa x reader where reader is in the army and came back to their family after several years? (Dolores and the others are born at this time) I appreciate all of your works :)

Aye it was hard on the whole family when they heard that you had to be deployed.. even Casita was bummed out that you were gonna leave.. but it took a toll on Pepa and the kids the most

Pepa's emotions have been off the charts.. one minute she's mad the next she's stressed thinking about if you're alive or not.. and you were the only one who really.. calmed her down... Her children tried but it was no use..Pepa just wanted you back..that's all she asks..

Years would pass by and Pepa still waited for your return. Everyday when she woke up she would spend a great majority of her morning and afternoon sitting outside of the Casita watching the locals pass by hoping to see your face appear amongst the crowds.

But on a peculiar day she was sitting outside as she had her tea in hand. Looking around like usual to see if you were around. It has been years since she has seen you.. what if this is all just a waste of time.. what if you were gone for good.. these terrible thoughts continued to fill her brain as a rather large cloud would begin to thunder over her head as small rain droplets began to hit the ground.

Until footsteps approached her "Oh goodness someone seems a bit gloomy on this fine day." Called out a soft voice.

Pepa would freeze as she slowly looked up at the figure, her eyes would widen as her eyes filled up with tears "(Y/n)..?" She choked out a sob as she quickly got up and wrapped her arms around your waist. Burying her head in your chest as she cried causing the slight rain to turn into heavy rain.

You chuckled quietly as you wrapped your arms around Pepa's slim figure "Oh mi princesa.. did you really miss me that much I wasn't gone for that long.." you tried to lighten the mood. Pepa would look up at you with her emerald green eyes she would smile a bit "Ah.. I waited everyday for you mi amor.. everyday.." she said softly as her hands traveled up to your cheeks. She'd gently cup them as she creased your cheeks as well. afraid that if she lets go.. you'd leave again

You sighed "Well my love.. I'm here now.. you don't have to wait for me anymore.. I won't be going anywhere.." you would lean into her touch. Pepa's eyes would tear up once more as she nodded "Please.. I cannot bare to be alone again.. the children need you.. I need you to stay here where you belong.."

You'd take a moment as you nodded "I'll stay.. now come here mi princesa!" You said as you leaned down a bit as you placed a passionate kiss on her lips.

Pepa would instantly return the kiss as her arms would wrap around your neck. Enjoying the moment that she dreamed of for ages..

Camilo Dolores and Antonio were in the Encanto doing their daily routine helping people in need.. they were all walking back to the Casita. Camilo let out another sigh as he shoved his hands in his pockets "You think she's still sitting out there.. "

Dolores would pause for a moment "No.. it seems that someone's with her... I hear someone talking to her.."

"Welp I guess we're gonna find out who it is.. " Camilo Grunted as they walked to the Castia "Aye Mami we are back from-" Camilo would be cut off as he froze in place. Turning around you would grin "Hey my little chameleon.. how are you?~"

Within seconds he would rush over to you as he wrapped his arms around you "Oh jeez.. Camilo you're just like your mother.. you're about to squeeze the life out of me.."

Just like that Dolores and Antonio would soon join in and of course Pepa as well. They all hugged you for a while.. as they let go you would smile "Mi familia.. I will never leave for this long ever again.. " you reassured as they all seemed to be worried

Antonio would fiddle with his fingers as he let out a soft sigh "Promise..?"

Glancing down at him your eyes shimmered a bit "I promise my little Toñito.."

They all smiled as they hugged you once more. As you embraced your family you would finally relax.. after years apart.. you are now at peace..

[peanutpinet]

Yuta (cold mafia boss)

Prompt: 20)“The only time a man should be fast is when he’s trying to dodge my bullets.” - 100 Dialogue Prompts for Mob Boss AUs

A/N: since NCT 127 have decided to attack us since Friday with all their day/night posts and whatever more things they still got in the back storage, I just gotta do some fics about the dark concept, cause like, yea XD. I asked my friend whose bias is Yuta to choose a prompt and so, here we are XD

Warnings: some form of harassment, cursing (it's Yuta) drinking, spiked drink and hint of kidnapping

It was a Friday night and you were more than excited to finally have some time off to hang out with your boyfriend, Yuta, who was also part "gang leader" of NCT, an infamous group that people thought do illegal doings when they're the ones shutting the illegal businesses down.

Yuta being Yuta didn't disclose what he did from the beginning. But he also never fully tell you everything which, is understandable, it was confidential information. Despite so, Yuta never restricted your movements and you both would have some normal cafe dates, picnic dates, etc. Even so, there will be times where Yuta would have you do some personal training that includes self-defence, quizzes about types of chemicals, guns, etc. In his defense, he just wants you to be prepared should something goes wrong and you're alone.

Despite following Yuta's needs, you would sometimes joke about how it won't happen or that Yuta will make sure it wouldn't go too far or even if anything did happen, you were sure that Yuta would eventually find a way to make things right. Boi, were you in for a treat.

As mentioned, you were finally going to have a night out with Yuta after so long and had just finished getting ready when you received a text from Yuta saying, "hey love, sorry this is super last minute but could you change into a more black-tie dress code? We are sort of having a business dinner tonight and I want to bring you as my date. I'm on my way to pick you up right now. Don't worry, you don't have to put on anything you're uncomfortable cause whatever you wear, you still look hot to me ;)"

So of course you did what Yuta asked. You changed into a simple long black dress that fitted your figure and touched up your makeup a bit more and let your hair down. As you were putting on the last of your accessories and about to put your shoes on, Yuta was already ringing the bell. You quickly opened the door for him and told him that you were just going to put your shoes on which Yuta chuckled and helped you as he saw you struggling.

"You didn't have to go all out and wear heels babe, you'll have sore feet by the end of the night" Yuta mentioned, holding you steady as you were putting on your heels

"I mean, if it's just dinner, I'll just be sitting either way. You so owe me with a pizza movie night next week" you complained, finally putting your shoes

"Anything for you babe. Let's go" Yuta smiled, bringing your arm wrapped around his and helped you get into the car before he went to the driver's seat

Arriving at the dinner, you felt out of place since this was the first time Yuta actually brought you. Noticing your nervous state, Yuta wrapped his arm over your shoulder, telling you that he'll be right beside you unless you need to go to the restroom or need some personal space.

Nodding, Yuta gave you a heartwarming smile and brought you around. First and foremost, to his other members that were joining the dinner, the people you knew the week you and Yuta started dating. Allowing some weight off since how worried you were.

"Oh, (Y/N)!! Welcome!! Hope Yuta didn't force you to come here" Johnny greeted you which Yuta gave him a glare

"Well, he sorta promised me for a pizza movie night date next week, so I guess it's a winwin" you replied, chuckling

"Oooh, can we come? I miss just watching movies on the weekend" Jungwoo requested, pulling out his puppy eyes

"Maybe if you find yourself a girlfriend, I'd consider it" Yuta hissed, you hit him playfully

"Hey (Y/N), sometimes I wonder what you see in Yuta. He's so aggressive" Jungwoo joked as Taeyong tried to calm everyone and directed everyone to their table since dinner was starting

Dinner surprisingly went well and the opposing business partners were actually cooperating; like, they would agree to what NCT were asking, even giving some suggestions for the corporation. But nevertheless, every NCT member were on their best guard; heck, they all had their guns rested by their hips and even knifes hidden within their clothing.

Seeing how the talk about the business bore you, you took a big sip off of the drink the waiter had just poured for you. Suddenly feeling the urge to go to the bathroom, you excused yourself from everyone at the table, nodding your head when Yuta told you to immediately come back once you're done.

However, you didn't go to the bathroom because of the urge to pee or anything. Instead, it's because you didn't feel too good, maybe the alcohol in your drink was a bit too much to your tolerance but whether you want to admit it or not, you didn't feel good and felt like you could pass out at any second.

After purging and sitting down for a bit, you felt slightly better but not good enough because everything around you was tilted. Taking a deep breath, you just kept on thinking how the dinner table wasn't that far and if you hurry, you can just make it to Yuta's side and pass out however you like.

Pulling whatever willpower you have left, you stood up and started to walk out of the bathroom. Holding onto the wall, you slowly walked down the hall back to your table, until someone came up to you, asking if you were alright which you told them that you were fine. You may be dizzy and not feeling good, but you surely weren't dumb nor were you drunk.

Despite the guy saying that all he wanted to do was to help you, you clearly knew that wasn't his true intention since he was gripping you a bit too much to your liking. You've tried pushing him away but that only made his grip tighter. And to top it off, instead of helping you to your actual table or at least asking where your table was, he brought you to a more quiet area; making your heart beat quicker.

Unfortunately, at this point, whatever was in your drink was sinking it and you slowly start to lose consciousness and hope as from what you can see, you were far from your table. But thank the universe because all of a sudden you hear a loud ring and the tight grip was gone; instead, it was replaced by a warm embrace.

"Get him out of here before I actually kill him right here and now" you heard Yuta's stern voice commanding his other members

"I got you, baby. Let's get you back home, hmm?" you heard Yuta's voice turned soft; not having any more energy, you just nodded and fell asleep in his embrace

Because Yuta felt he can't leave you alone nor not torment the people that hurt you, he decided to bring you back to NCT's place. Wiping off your makeup and putting on your skincare for you, Yuta had one of the maids help change your clothes and then he tucked you in bed; not leaving your side until he's convinced that you're fully asleep before leaving a gentle kiss on your forehead then quietly leaving the room.

Walking out of the room, he saw Jeno and Jaemin, asking them to guard your room until he gets back. Making his way to the basement, he met with the NCT members that joined the dinner that did not end well at all.

Turns out, not long after you left, the neos already had a bad feeling; that something was not right, especially since their "business partners" were eyeballing the situation around them and it was revealed that the dinner was just a cover-up and that they were planning to use you to get to the neos, which clearly did not end well for them.

"Is she alright?" Taeyong asked, seeing Yuta was fuming

"She's very much passed out the second I found her. Are they all in there?" Yuta questioned strictly

"Yea. All tied up and blindfolded on the ground" Johnny mentioned

"Good" Yuta smirked, slamming the door open, making the prisoners jerked in surprise

"Rise and shine motherf*ckers. I hope you're ready for what's coming" Yuta shouted as some of the neos took their blindfolds off

"And y'all call yourselves men. Tch. You guys may be agile but not agile enough. The only time a man should be fast is when he’s trying to dodge my bullets. Not getting caught by their enemies. And surely not looking or thinking to do anything to another person's girlfriend. Oh well, what's done is done. Be lucky that we all got there in time. But, that doesn't mean I'll go easy on you. Let's see...should I start off with your fingers because you touched my girl or your head for ever thinking that little stunt of yours. Either way, I'm definitely going to take my time with you all" Yuta ranted, a smirk forming on his face as he saw the horror of his prisoners while the neos put their blindfolds back on

A/N: yeap, this turned out longer than expected. Welp, this is what happens when NCT updates with a dark concept I guess XD

[witch-hazels-musings]

Hello hazel! I hope I'm not bothering you, I just wanted your opinion on something that has been kinda bothering me.. I've come across a lot of headcanons of "undesirable traits of genshin characters in relationships" lately and alot of them say that diluc would be neglectful/unsympathetic towards his s/o where he alwan and I mean ALWAYS prioritize his duties over them.. I don't want to bring down writers since it is their vision of how the characters are but... isn't it a bit too much? I know no relationship is perfect but I don't think he would even inter the relationship if he knows he can't make time for his partner besides it's kinda sad to think about especially since he's one of my main comfort characters.. I wanted to know your opinions on this since I personally think you're the best person who writes diluc in character on this site. I hope you have a great day❤❤❤

welp - first of all, thank you for that compliment >< (negative traits in general are hard to handle, everyone has flaws (even me - i get impatient at times!), and when it’s your comfort character, those ideas can hit even harder, be more sensitive) 

so here is my hot take -> (holy crap this got long because I had some things to say lol) 

General Diluc headcanons about relationships: 

Diluc is a busy man - he’s either working at the winery, at the tavern, or out protecting Mondstadt on the regular 

there is a likely chance he wouldn’t enter into a relationship at all because

1. it’s painful to be vulnerable and he’s already lost two people who he absolutely loves (his father, Kaeya (yes, he still cares for him)), and the thought of being betrayed by them or losing them would be so hard

2. he literally keeps himself so busy that it would be hard for him to devote time to another person  (unless that person was equally as busy or okay with being on their own, i.e. finding ways to keep themselves busy) 

3. relationships are hard anyway (even Albedo thinks the same thing - I believe the both of them are similar in ‘friendships and relationships are hard to maintain, so i just don’t bother) 

I have a strong feeling that he keeps himself busy purely from regret - he wasn’t able to protect / save his father, he couldn’t stop the fatui, he lost Kaeya to a world he didn’t even know about -- he’s impulsive and reactive to things, no matter how much he tries to stay calm -- and he doesn’t want to add more regret onto his shoulders (it’s easy to ignore past memories when you keep yourself distracted 24/7) 

headcanons about him in a relationship:

he would be busy - he’s still got things to do and places to be, but he wouldn’t be totally forgetful or neglectful of his partner 

so he doesn’t keep material items, but you might so it’s possible he would buy you things (books, materials, clothes) to keep you satiated and whatnot (if that’s your thing) 

I think one thing to remember about being in a relationship is that you are comfortable being WHO YOU ARE - and if all you are is being with the person, and you can’t be ALONE and WITH a person, all relationships are hard -- so with that in mind, If his partner was okay with keeping themselves busy, maybe helping with the workload, finding a hobby or activity that they liked to do, not only would he support them in that, but he’d be so relieved that they aren’t bored out of their mind waiting around for him (again - the guilt would weight on him if his person was just ... sitting around) 

When he does have a spare moment, he’d check in on you, especially if he cared about you with the level of intensity I know he would - this boy, once smitten, once determined, wont hold back 

He may go on a walk with you, may cook with you, may entertain you at the tavern -- why? because he WILLINGLY says he will be at the travelers disposal any time they need him (he’s not heartless - he’s very helpful and considerate - he’s just busy) 

if he’s been away or without affection for a while, his partner should seek it out - go to him, touch his arm, give him a loving smile, remind him you are still there and I guarantee he will take a moment to just be by your side

A Place for the Weary is exactly the type of relationship he needs - someone who he trusts without a shadow of a doubt, who is confident enough to get him to take a break, and loving enough to provide him a place to rest his head

he assuredly will provide for you, in his gestures, in his glances, in his statements of affection, and in those evening moments when there is nothing to distract him from your everything 

He would make sure his priorities and duties are fulfilled, he has an entire freaking winery to run - and he wouldn’t forget that you are around - he sees you through the window as he paces back and forth in his study. He hears your laughter drift through the hallway, your voice floating from room to room as you sing/talk/exist. He feels your affections when you come to check in on him, a soft hand on his shoulder, a kiss on his cheek. He wishes for your return on days you are away and will welcome you fondly when you come back. 

He loves you, most ardently, and as the gentleman that he is, he will provide for you if you are open and honest with him. His trust is everything, don’t break it. 

[corysmiles]

Sup! I'm back from Barcelona! Hope you're doing well!

Remember that sbi rust prompt you gave me a month or 2 ago? It is done (not readproff tho so there may be some mistakes) anyway enjoy my grand return!

Edit: did you know 250 paragraphs is the limit lenght to an ask? On an unrelated note I will have to cut this into multiple parts so enjoy this first chapter!

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"Whaaat the-"

Wilbur took a step back, mouth agape and watched the figure inside of the dome. A human, identical in the looks, if not for the size of it.

When he went to explore the looming monument that rose from near his house, he expected food or scientific papers, perhaps some gas masks and equipment, not a... giant.

Weren't those things a myth?? Just a silly fictional creature to scare children away, not... not real and THERE, sleeping right in front of him??

The thing was curled up on himself, unable to fit in the 30ft wide sphere if going to its full lenght.

Wilbur was trapped in the walls of flesh.

And to his dismay, he was just in time to witness the creature wake up.

Lazily, they opened their eyes, squinting. They looked at their surroundings, the roof, the walls, the floor.

And the man was able to pinpoint the exact moment their eyes landed on him.

They gasped softly, almost mute. Their eyes widened, and they stood here, studying the punny intrudor for a too long moment. Only after, they spoke, barely above a whisper.

"Uhm... hello."

Wilbur expected the giant to speak, seeing how akin to a human he was, but he didn't expect such a young voice to be held by the.... boy?

"Hey." Wilbur waved, hand as shaking and hesitant as his voice.

"... What's your name?" They spoke.

Wilbur gulped, more on instinct. "Uuh, Wilbur. Who are you? What are you doing here?" He pointed.

They nodded in a hum before looking at the floor below, eyes a bit blurry.

"I...my name is Tommy. And uh... this is where I sleep."

The stare the human kept on the boy was intense, full of disbelief and curiosity. It was uncomfortable.

He shifted a bit. And Wilbur's eyes darted towards the small movements. Ah, right. Humans were hyperaware.

"It's been a while since I met someone around here."

"Yeah, I can imagine that... ever since the nuclear incident, it's been quite the task to find someone." Wilbur explained. What did this being knew exactly?

"Oh... I see." He lowered his head, before letting it rest on the floor, and holy shit he was even bigger than he thought.

He swallowed the lump back down his throat, and sat legs crossed.

The giant, which looked like a teenager now that he got to see his face up close, kept looking at him, expression almost bored.

Then, without much a warning, he lifted his hand and moved it towards the human, who instantly scrumbled away as fast as he could.

"wowowwoowowo- what-"

The hand froze, and when he looked at Tommy, the expression was sad, almost hurt.

Silence filled the room for a minute.

"Sorry" the giant apologized. "I must be quite scary, huh?"

Without much thinking, wilbur nodded. "Um, yeah"

"It's okay, I'm not gonna hurt you." He reassured, his voice pathetic. "Can I come closer?"

Wilbur looked at the hand, then at the teen. He took a deep breath before nodding, earning a pleased smile from the blond.

More careful, a hand thrice his size came to him, fingers slowly wrapping themselves around the human. He tensed, unwilling to move an inch despite his mind begging him to get out of here.

He closed his eyes in anticipation, but after a minute of stillness, he felt a rough pressure on his head, ruffling his hairs.

"Wha- what are you doing?" He asked, refusing to open his eyes yet.

Before he got an answer, the mass, which he recognized as a thumb, moved from playing with the hair to caress his skin as gently as possible.

With much hesitation, the human opened his eyes and met the face of the teen, who beared an expression of pure shock and wonder.

As the thumb rubbed against his cheek, he inhaled, shivered.

"You're so small... so fragile..."

His face was washed with a wave of sadness, while Wilbur drew his hand closer to the gun hidden in his jacket.

"How do you feel, wilbur? Do you feel fragile?" His voice was as sad as unreadable.

And at the moment, Wilbur did feel as powerless as a bug stuck in a web. A tall, wide web. Not that he would tell Tommy.

"... Is that a threat?" He asked instead.

"No, I'm just curious." A sort of melancholy couldn't leave the giant's face. "If I were to threaten someone, it would be because they acted like a bitch. You're not a bitch as far as I know."

The curse took Wilbur off guard, and he found himself giggling at the vocabulary. The blong smiled as well.

Then, the thumb moved from the face and slowly descended to cover his chest (entirely)

And....

It felt... like a hug?

How long has it been since Wilbur has been hugged.

The gesture was confusing.

"... why?" He voiced.

"I don't know. I know people like hugs. Makes them feel safe."

He eyed the fingers around him before focusing, wary, on the face.

"What are you planning to do to me?"

"Huh?!" He raised eyebrow and his hands left Wilbur's surrounding in a too quick motion, gesturing in defense. "Nothing!! I just want you to be comfortable. Been a while since I talked to anyone." Without the giant controling his volume, Wilbur had to cover his ear at the sudden booming sound.

He nodded nontheless, still unsure, and the silence drawn out.

"...why did you want to explore the dome?"

For some reason, the echoing voice was quite soothing to the human's ears, now that it was bearable. He took a few steps and put his hand on the part of the dome not blocked by an enormous mass. His finger carressed the copper walls until he was sat.

"I wanted to explore. I don't live very far, and this structure intrigued me. I expected to find some researches, not.... uh..."

Tommy smiled and understood the man without him having to finish. "Yeah. I'm not really something to be expected."

He nodded. "And you've been here for a while?"

"Not so much." The giant responded, "I usually travel from place to place trying to survive, pretty much like everyone else."

"I see..."

"I can try and look out for any paper or stuff if you want, so next time you come, I can hand them over."

Wilbur paused. The idea of returning to the giant made him frown, but the blond did seem to hold no grudges against him.

".... Maybe." He landed on.

And visibly, the teen was elated at the news, his grin growing to his ear and his hands joining in a clap. (As gentle as he could to not make the small man deaf.)

"Welp." He got up, before he got a sugar overdose from seeing that excitment. "I think I'm gonna head back."

"Do you want me to help you get back home?" The other proposed, enthusiast.

"No."

It was quiet for a moment, silence only disturbed by the giant shifting position. It was... unusual. But the enormous teen didn't seem hostile, and if Wilbur could get himself such an ally, he wouldn't take it down.

And so he returned home.

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2 days later, he returned.

He was surprised as well, but curiosity guided his steps much more than his fears ever since the giant teen revealed himself a potential ally.

He inhaled deeply before climbing the stairs, his feet landing on the metalic ground.

The smile on the teenager's face when he turned around and met the tiny man was as heartwarming as nervewracking.

"YOU'RE BACK!!!" He cheered, and already the human had to cover his ears, the joyous scream deafening. He realized his mistake pretty soon though as he covered his mouth and mumbled, much quieter "Sorry. Hi Wilbur."

"Hello, Tommy." He replied, cautiously removing his hands from his ear. "How have you been?" He started. Usual politeness shouldn't be too awkward.

It took all the self control of the blond to keep his voice quiet enough when he said "I've been fine, thank you." The energy bubbling from him only made Wilbur chuckle.

"Good, good." Wilbur took a few steps towards the blond (or rather his face, since the teen was kind of all around the room) "You seem happy to see me."

Tommy nodded way too quickly and strongly as he confirmed. "Yep! I-" he pained keeping his voice low "-I wasn't sure if you'd really come back. I'm very very very glad you didn't lie. Especially since I have..... THIS!!"

He didn't even bother whispering as his hand came to view, previously hidden behind his back, and coming towards Wilbur in a fist at a racing pace. The brunette couldn't help but flinch back.

Tommy stopped mid-way, realizing his carelessness once more. He whispered an apology and the hand came, much slower this time. (Almost comically slow, but Wilbur wouldn't really complain)

Then, when only at about 6ft away from the man, the hand opened, revealing several piles of papers.

Wilbur's eyes widened. He looked at the blond, confused.

"You said you wanted to look for researches and stuff, sooo I tried finding some. And you were right! There are papers everywhere in here!"

Wilbur looked at the floor which he now realized was almost white from sheets, as well as the several seemingly blank pages stuck on the giant's body, and nodded, repressing a chuckle.

"Yep. Everywhere."

Tommy held back a laugh as well, and Wilbur tried visualizing how this.... god knows how tall being could try opening drawers with his nails barely thin enough to hold the handler, and reading papers the size of a pins on his hands, all while trying to manœuver his body so he wasn't blocking the rest of the building.

He would lie if he said the thought wasn't amusing.

He went for the paper, and without much thinking hopped onto the hand, since the papers were mostly at the center of his palm.

He grabbed a few and sat down, begining reading when he felt a shaky inhale. He looked up to meet the amused eyes of the blond.

"... Seat's comfortable?" He teased, as playful as baffled.

Wilbur frowned, then looked below him and his eyes widened as he registered. He shot straight up.

"Oh-oh oh I'm so sorry- I- I sincerely apologize I-"

He didn't get to finish his sentence as he covered his ears, a wheezed laugh echoing through the entire thing and sending Wilbur shaking from the vibrations.

He found himself laughing as well, barely able to keep up his balance as he stepped out of the hand, a good chunk of paper held between his chest and arms.

The laughs finally died down, the blond disforming his face with his hand trying hard to muffle the sounds. He looked back at the human with what could only be described as adoration. The hand left his face and he chuckled still as he talked.

"Ahh, don't worry about it. I expected you to just take the papers and go, but this? This was funny. Definitely the first time someone sits on my hand like that."

"I-... is it a bad thing?" Wilbur asked, taking slow steps backward while he kept a smile. The last thing he wanted was to upset a giant he was trapped with. Sure, the kid was nice, even though overwhelming, but a wrong gesture could change that first part pretty quickly.

"Nah, I don't mind. If the floor is too cold for your liking, you can sit here."

Wilbur sighed in relief and gave the blond a smile. "Alright. Thanks."

He still chose to sat on the floor, and started reading again. His intuition was right, there was tons of information in here.

He read in silence, only disturbed every once in a while when Tommy asked what was in the sheets. Wilbur explained as easily as possible and kept the details for himself. Tommy was satisfied with the answer he was given, though, so that wasn't a problem.

He was only a quarter through the first pile of paper when he felt something approaching. He froze when a mass, probably a finger, found itself on top of Wilbur's head.

There was a beat of silence when neither moved, and the finger ruffled ever so slightly his hair.

It was a bit awkward, but it wasn't uncomfortable, so he didn't protest.

A soft voice pierced through the silence.

"If I press on your head too hard or hurt you, warn me. You're small so I don't know how much pressure I can apply on you."

"Alright." Wilbur nodded. "You're doing fine right now, I'll tell you if that changes."

The rest of the reading was done with Tommy gently playing with Wilbur's hair or tapping his back in an attempt at a 'massage' (as Tommy called it). It was distracting, but not uncomfortable. At times, even soothing.

It was almost night when Wilbur read most of the first pile. He got up with the paper he read already and looked for an empty drawer.

Fortunately, since Tommy spent 2 days scrambling to get every possible paper out, it wasn't much of a challenge. Below Tommy's angled leg was a furniture. He went and deposited it.

"That should be good." He said as he closed it. He then turned around to meet the blond. "Well, I think it's time for me to go home. I'll be back soon though, this place is VERY interesting."

He forced himself not to fake a gag at Tommy's smile. Urg. So genuine.

"Yeaaayyy" the giant stage-whispered while clapping his hands as softly and quickly as possible. "It's nice having you around. Can I do anything to help you?"

Wilbur brought a hand to his chin and thought for a moment. "If you find an empty book, you can give it to me next time. I'll bring one myself though so you don't have to tear this place upside down to find one." That made Tommy chuckle.

And so, Wilbur returned home once more.

THIS IS SO GOOD MEL OMG!!!

Pls read this it’s amazing and so well done, I love the rust server and this is so good :D