#yes im too lazy to look for myself shut up

[angel-sweets666]

Sweetheart~

The creature x fem!reader

a frilly pink outsider from New Orleans finds a undead love sick man, and doesn’t know what to do with him! chapter one Warning: swearing, possible drug use, murder.

word count 1,325

A/N HIIIIIII, I sent an ask to a writer on here a few days ago and I had the idea to write the fanfic myself! just thought it would be cute and I wanted to try and write it in my own style! This is gonna be in multiple parts in a series! Hopefully about ten parts maybe more with some one shots in between while writing (by the way I haven’t watched Lisa Frankenstein yet because it’s not out in Australia so im obviously going to be missing a few parts, I’ll try to fit them in as flash backs)

It had been a few days since *name* had found The creature, he broke into her room after leaving her mother’s rosary on his grave. Since then *Name* had been keeping him hidden away from her family in her closet, however trying to hide him from her snoopy step sister, taffy; seemed to be easier said then done. change of pov

“I mean! Is it so weird to drink milk from the carton?” You asked this zombie thing, he stared at you then shrugged “your soooo much help…” you rolled my eyes. “So like… is it peaceful down there? In the grave?” You questioned him, he slowly groaned and shook his head; his way of saying no “I would ask what’s it like but I’m far too lazy” you giggled, placing a joint into your mouth then turning your head to look at him. The creature looked disapproving, but as of right now he couldn’t show much emotion; he didn’t have eyebrows and was missing a hand and his ear. “What? People smoked cigars in your day. You probably smoked cigars!” You exclaimed, he groaned and reached his good hand to try and “confiscate” your joint “ah! No. This was a good $30.” You pulled your hand away “I’ll quit, trust. Anyways, WHAT DO I WEAR TO SCHOOL” you groaned

You ended up finding an outfit that both you, taffy and the creature agreed on. A light coloured (your choice) wool sweater, a black mini skirt, some black leggings, white leg warmers and black Mary Jane’s with little bows on them with your hair curled and in a half up half down with a bow. This frilly pink style often got you picked on and snickered at by your peers, you looked like THE biggest girly girl in the whole world. It was 1989 and you weren’t exactly the most popular.

in the car

Taffy grinned to you “soo… anyone you think is hot yet..?” She giggles “Uhm…. No” I chuckled “oh.. that one guys kind of cu-” “WHO TELL ME RIGHT NOW, NO WAIT DONT TELL ME, NO WAIT DO. DO TELL ME” she squealed into your ear “that uh.. micheal Trent guys kind of cute” she made a face “eaugh….” (Honey you slept with him…..) “what..?!” You yelled “WHY HIM?” “CAUSE HES A CUTIEE” “whatever you say” “I do say, I do” you rolled your eyes “yk most sisters are supportive right?” You told her “Mkay, they support good decisions” she said as she turned a right the car “schools to the left taf’” you reminded her “I wanna get some iced coffee” she said like it was nothing “WERE GONNA BE LATE” “SHUT UP NO WERE NOT JESUS H CHRIST”

after school (sorry for all the time skips but this is a creature x reader not let’s watch taffy and reader argue about coffee)

“uGHhhHhH school suckeds” you groaned as I walked into your room, slumping against the wooden door resulting in it shutting, the creature looked at you with furrowed brow, confused by the statement “yes they let girls go to school. It’s 1989 get with the times” the creature groaned and lifted its hand or rather lack there of “I can’t.. I can’t just get you new parts…” you told him, shrugging. He threw a little zombie tantrum, groaning and flopping onto the bed“calm down calm down!” You yelled as you tried to hold him down, grabbing his upper arm to hold the undead man in place “look I can’t get get you new pa-“*NAME LAST NAME*” a horrible screech came from your step mothers throat, clearly trying to pick yet another fight. “Go go go” you said quietly as you ushered the creature into your closet, shutting the wooden door in his face. “…yes..?!” You replied to her, she opened your door “what.. the hell.. is wrong with you?” She gets into your face “what I do?” You looked confused to her “you’re talking to yourself, throwing things. You lied to us telling us our house got broken into! That was fine china you threw!You’re going crazy aren’t you? Trying to get the towns attention because you had your old towns attention? Your nothing but a joke, a mentally ill joke.” She snaps “huh?!” “You know what I’m going to throw you into a mental facility, just to get rid of you…” you gasped, shook your head and backed away slowly “no…” you whispered, trying to avoid such misery “yes.. impatient lock down!” You gasped again “special socks n all” suddenly, a loud smack and a sickening cracking noise. The creature had grabbed the old sewing machine and slammed it onto Janet’s head “oh good lord..” you backed away and began to whimper, the creature waddles towards you and tried to hug you to calm you down, wrapping his strong but cold and dead arms around you. You whimpered and cried since now you felt like your responsible for a dead woman. He pulled away from the hug, made a groan then twisted his body towards the night table and grabbing the scissors off it. The creature leaned down and slowly, sliced off Janet’s pierced ear. The red blood poured down her makeup caked face, going down with the blood she was already gargling up and onto the carpet. The creature stood up, and held up the blood covered ear, offering it to you. With shaky hands you slowly grabbed it “d-do you want me to Uhm.. uh.. oh god…sew it back on..?”

The creatures cold and curly haired head laid in your lap, as you secured Janet’s now amputated ear to the left side of his head, double checking it was inline with the rest of his head and in the right spot for his side burns. “I don’t think.. can you hear out of it..?” You asked, yanking at the ear “can you feel it?” You questioned the undead man again, he groaned “okay yeah I forgot you don’t have a tongue.” You sighed

(flash back)

“maybe you wanna try laying in my tanning bed? Get some colour in ya?” Taffy suggested as she pat your cheek “I’m good, that thing would electrocute me.” You chuckled as you applied lip gloss, trying to get ready for a party that taffy was going to drag you to then have to take you home early like she always did. “Cmon! You’ll look good.. trust me” she smiled comfortingly “okay fine.. pass the sunscreen” you decided to humour her, holding your hand out for the plastic bottle of spf. As you went to lay down in the tanning bed, a spark hit you, then two, then three. Then…. Crack . It electrocuted you “TAFFY!” “okay I’m really sorry you got electrocuted earlier, I didn’t know it would do that .”, you huffed disappointingly

you ended up getting harrassed that night by a short guy called Doug, he kept trying to hit on you and sexually assault you. He made you incredibly uncomfortable

end of flash back

“Didn’t you say you were killed and brought back by a lightning strike, maybe electricity can add things to you!” You squealed in surprise as you rushed him down the stairs and into the magenta tanning bed. Your hand reached towards the crank, putting it into a certain level and then stepping back to see if it would work. Sparks flew in all sorts of directions, left right and centre. “Please don’t be hurt please don’t be hurt” you begged quietly, then a ding! Like an oven saying it’s finished baking, our little zombie boy was finished baking! As you opened the lid and he slowly, but hilariously sat up like a vampire. You decided to see if he could heat “can you hear me!” You yelled and he groaned “can ya?! Yeah!?! CAN YOU HEAR ME?” you kept yelling and he kept groaning. “OH MY GOD IT WORKED! HOLY SHITTTT” you clapped excitedly.

a/n sorry it’s short it’s one of my first fanfics, I hope you enjoyed and tell me if you want some more!

[hikari-drkspc]

❅ “You're Mine” ❅

character: yandere! bakugou katsuki [boku no hero academia]

warning: yandere, slight violence ; MINORS/AGELESS BLOGS DNI, PUT YOUR AGE IN BIO/PINNED POST TO INTERACT

words: 1k

a/n: this is a repost from my main blog (@/hikari-writes) so yes this writing is old + bad, i just moved them here w/o editing bc im lazy and wants to keep reminding myself how bad my writing used to be <3 this was a request too! Sort of related to this post,,,,

“Hey, Bakugou! That’s MY egg rolls!!”

Kaminari protests at Bakugou who just stole his dish right in front of his eyes.

“Shut up, dunce face! You don’t know how to appreciate good food!”

Bakugou shoves away Kaminari’s face and starts to chomp on the stolen egg rolls.

You just stare at their antics with a wry smile on your face. You’re surprised these two never got bored of arguing about this stuff every time you come to their dorms.

You don’t exactly know what causes it, but lately, Bakugou’s been more aggressive on stealing food from Kaminari. He has done this several times before but recently, it just seems different than usual.

You weren’t even kidding when you said that Bakugou stole about 75 percent of Kaminari’s food each time you brought him one.

While you appreciate the fact Bakugou holds the food you make to such high regard, you’re not exactly sure what he meant when he said Kaminari doesn’t know how to “appreciate” good food. It’s not as if Kaminari doesn’t enjoy your cooking or anything. In fact, he seems tremendously upset when Bakugou stole his food.

Maybe Bakugou just wanted more of your food but was too shy to admit to that so he stole Kaminari’s food instead and covered it up by saying he “doesn’t know how to appreciate good food”.

That’s what you originally had thought anyway.

Today, Bakugou has stolen at least 80 percent of Kaminari’s food and you’re starting to feel bad for the electric boy. You take one of your egg rolls and bring it closer to Kaminari’s face.

“Open wide, honey~”

You jokingly said in a motherly tone. Kaminari has always been like a younger brother to you and sometimes he also makes your female motherly instincts kick in, so it’s always natural for you to act like that sometimes around him. Kaminari himself understands your intentions when doing this, so it’s not as if what you’re doing is considered flirting or anything.

But a certain spiky-haired blondie isn’t taking what you’re doing as some kind of motherly gesture.

Oh, no. It’s far from that. In his eyes, it almost feels like flowers are growing in the background as you’re about to feed Kaminari.

And he isn’t liking it one bit.

So he did what felt like the right thing to do in the heat of the moment.

Boom!

You and the Bakusquad members all turn to Bakugou who’s facing the table he just exploded using his quirk. You look at him in great concern, wondering what suddenly got into him for him to suddenly blow the table like that.

“Bakugou? You okay?”

At this point, all attention is directed towards him but he still refuses to face any of you. You heard him mumbling something under his breath, but even when you’re sitting next to him, it’s still hard to comprehend what exactly he was saying.

“Sorry, what was—”

Before you got the chance to ask him what he was saying, he suddenly stood up and yanked your hand, forcibly making you stand up.

You wince in pain and look at him in confusion. Kirishima wastes no time and starts to stand up as well when he saw what Bakugou did to you.

“Hey, Bakugou, why did you do that? That’s no way to treat a girl.”

He looks at him in disapproval. Bakugou stays silent with his head still facing down. You’re starting to get scared of him at this point. Mina takes notice of your discomfort and starts to approach you two.

“F-for now, just, let go of her hand…”

In no time at all, Bakugou abruptly takes off with his iron grip still around your wrist. You almost fall as a result of losing your balance but his grip on you helps keep your balance.

This took everyone by surprise, but none of them made any effort to stop him. Rather, it’s more like everyone doesn't dare to stop him. Without you noticing, before Bakugou took off, he had sent a menacing glare directed towards the others. It was unlike his usual glare that they’re so used to. No…this time, it looks genuinely threatening.

The glare almost felt like a silent warning from him to not follow the two of you. They were glued to their seats as soon as they saw it. You don’t bother to question why your friends didn’t come after you since you’re too busy trying to match with Bakugou’s rapid footsteps.

~~**~~

“Bakugou! Hey, what’s wrong?! Let me go!”

You desperately try to pull back your wrist but he continues to ignore your apparent discomfort and pleas.

After dragging you for God knows how long, he finally stops and as if dragging you so suddenly wasn’t enough, he then slams your body to a wall and grabs both your shoulders, completely trapping you.

You grimaced in pain at the roughness of his grips. His nails felt like they’re digging into your skin, making you glare up at him. You’re starting to lose your temper at the explosive boy but your mouth was kept shut when you saw the look in his eyes.

His expression is so cold and unreadable. His eyes are glinting dangerously, making you feel scared more than angry at him.

“Did you think you can just do that and expect to get away with it?”

He asks in a low, grumbling voice. You look at him in confusion.

“Do what? What do you mean?"

"Flirting with that dunce face.”

This made your confusion grew. Since when were you flirting with Kaminari? Rather, why is he so disturbed by the thought of it? In the heat of the moment, you let your anger and frustration get the better of you and reply to him with the last thing you’re supposed to reply with.

“Even if I did, what is it to you? It’s not as if you’re my boyfriend or anything, so why do you care?”

“Because you’re fucking MINE, Y/N.”

He hissed these words while his nails keep digging into your skin. You yelped in pain at his painful clutch. It took you a while to process what he had just said because of the pain but once it did, you look at him in disbelief.

“What the…”

“What, did I stutter? I said you’re MINE. And you forever will be, whether you like it or not.”

[ratsoh-writes]

Briar's life of avoiding traps flashed before her eyes. How did she miss that? Oh right, she is kind of tall and didn't use the top steps, choosing to just look around in the attic without getting their antlers caught in more spider webs than necessary. Or, knives, in this case.

"That is significantly more than A KNIFE." She stressed. She is stressed.

Briar's tired eyes shot to Undyne again. "It's... Going to be more than a few days, isn't it?"

Her phone rang again, and she still felt obligated to answer it. "No, there are KNIVES in the ATTIC." They glanced up at the booby trap. "...I mean I hope they aren't used...." she paced a little, still on the phone. "No, yes. He's fine.... I am in front of professionals and I'm not going to say the choice words I want to say right now in front of them and maybe you should do that, too. Shut up. Why are you like this. Bye." The phone was quickly pocketed again.

"I'm sorry I- I forgot to introduce myself- I'm Briar Conifer. " They reached into their wallet and pulled out a mundane business card. A generic lawyer for small business. This isn't their first shitshow but it's annoying out of work.

Undyne shows her own badge

Undyne: Undyne Spearhead, POLICE CAPTAIN OF EBOTT EAST, AND THIS HERE IS ONE OF MY MEN, SANS WINGDINGS

Star: CALL ME STAR! ANYWAYS IM GOING UP!

With the discovery of a booby trap, briar is reasonably ushered outside and given the stations contact number so they can get updates on the clean up if they please. Undyne actually encourages her to call at least every evening cause in her words: THOSE SLOW LAZY SNAILS NEVER FILE ANYTHING UNLESS SOMEONE HOLDS THEM ACCOUNTABLE”

She seems like a trustworthy cop.

[calamitycross]

Its been awhile but hey I got some stories left and i don't mind writing a bit....

Dont got a sample yet... But there is something Ive been dying to put out

The Boy And the Wind

Chapter 1: And so He took Flight

[9 years ago...]

Wednesday  4:30 pm on a hill at the end of town

"Yaaawwwn*"

"Whats the matter Lief?"

"Nothing, its just that... Do you ever wonder what itd be like to just leave this place?"

"I haven't the faintest idea"

"Oh come on, You're saying that genius, round and enormous forehead of yours doesn't have dreams?"

He sighs and chuckles before he says

"Ok first off, its not that big and second of course i have "dreams" its just a little bit hard to choose. I wanna be a pilot, doesn't mean that I'm any good. I could be a professor or a doctor, doesn't guarantee I can do it well"

"All Im hearing is that Milo Cryss is a lazy couch potato"

Milo sarcastically replies "Ha ha very funny, anyway what about you? What do you dream of then?"

Lief looks off into the sky

"Ok then... Look around you, what do YOU see Milo?"

"Hmmm, I see  old buildings, some old people and thats about it. What does this have to do with your dream?"

"Its simple Milo, I dont wanna grow old here. People are born here and they die here, I wanna see the world, I wanna feel the wind in my hair and not have to do the same old thing here with you-"

"What's wrong with me?"

"You know what I mean, Its suffocating and I'm not going to be like my parents, I've got bigger dreams than this old town. You get it... Right?"

"I guess-"

Ring!*Ring!*  Ring!*Ring!*

Milo opens his eyes and looks around and slams his arm ferociously to stop his alarm clock.

He takes a few seconds to make sense of what happened

And gets up from his bed and sighs discontently

"I still cant answer you Lief"

[Present Day]

Friday 6:00 am Milo's room

"MILO! You're gonna be late if ya dont get your ass of that damn-"

"Yeah Mom! I know, no need to get profane."

Milo rushes down

"You know you have to wake up early"

"Yes"

"So why dont you wake up early?"

"Yes"

"If you know the answer then do something about it, what happens if I leave you?"

"Now we both know, you love me too much"

Milo's mother simply rolls her eyes and smirks yet sternly, says

"Of course sweetie but you gotta take care of yourself. What would Lief think if she saw you like this?"

Milo simply walks to the door in a hurry

"Mom if its all the same to you, dont bring that up"

And shuts it

Fanfare on television plays as a program plays

"WELCOME! One and All to the biggest fighting stage in the world! Welcome To The Grand Nexus!"

It slowly fades into the distance as Milo passes the window of the furniture shop

I wonder how many people actually buy that?*

Beep*Beep* Beep*Beep*

"Holy- Im really running late!"

"Okay everybody! Settle down" said the teacher to the roaring classroom. With no effect he tries a different approach.

"Okay..." he steps on to his chair and props himself onto the table

"If there is anymore noise by the time this eraser hits the ground! One of you will be selected to recite a poem made by... Miss Faye"

The students stopped at the sound of her name and scrambled to their seats

What followed in the next few seconds was silence, completely dead silence

"Huh, if thats all it takes then I'm going to be makimg this threat more often. Now allow me to introduce myself, My name is Mel S. Robert but you may call me Mr. Mel"

In unison "Good morning, Mr. Mel"

"Now If you dont mind I'd like to take attendance, If I call your name raise your hand. I want to remember your face in case I forget your name, now... Alvin Mint?"

"Here!"

One by one Mr. Mel called on his students

Tap* Tap* Tap* Tap*

"Luna Comb?"

"Present!"

Tap* Tap* Tap* Tap*

"Milo Cryss? Is there a Milo Cryss here?"

Tap* Tap*

"No Milo Cryss? Anyone at all? -"

Knock*Knock*

"Who is it?"

"Its Milo Cryss! Im sorry Im late!"

Its like Beetlejuice, you say his name too many times and poof waddya know?*

"You may come in Milo"

"Thank you so much- who are you? Wheres miss Lowell?"

"Oh Im sorry, Miss Lowell was transferred. Im her replacement, You may call me Mr. Mel"

"Well ok then"

"If thats all please head to your seat, I have a schedule to keep and an announcement to make"

Milo hurriedly takes his seat at the back

"Very good. Ok then speaking of transfers we were supposed to have a new student joining us but it seems she's not here, so just in case, I will tell you about her. Her name is Laura Alder she's 16 from Canada and when she's here you can ask her about everything else. Now! Lets begin shall we?"

Class went on as normal... Im still wondering if I can answer Lief's question. How long has it been? -

"Mr. Milo? Mr. Milo!"

"Who? Huh what?"

"Class is done, schools over, but Im a little concerned if you were listening. You were paying attention, right?"

"Uh..."

"You're hesitation astounds me Mr. Milo, no matter since its my first day and I dont wamma send anyone to detention, you have my mercy."

"Thank you"

"However... You are the last one here so, in return for my mercy i want you to clean this place up a bit. Nothing too fancy, just rearrange the chairs and tables and sweep the floor"

"Sounds fair enough. I'll do it"

"Thank you, dont expect me to be this forgiving next time. I encourage you to at least make an effort like everyone else Mr. Milo. I'd hate for even one person to fail my class especially if my class is the easiest compared to the others"

"I'll try Mr. Mel"

"Oh right its Mr. Robert now, yes a student pointed out that I shared the same name with one Mr. Mel Gunther. So to avoid confusion I prefer you call me Mr. Robert"

"Ok then, Mr. Robert"

"Very good, Well then I'll be off. The janitor will probably be here late since the other rooms are also in need of cleaning. He'll lock up once you're done"

"Thanks for the heads up Sir"

The day was done yet Milo was left behind to clean although it didn't take him long he was feeling rather sleepy again so he finished up sweeping and started to head home

In the hallway however something catches his eye, a girl in a white dress runs across the end of the hall

"Hello?"

Milo curiously followed this maiden clad in white, he turns his head at the conjoining hallway spinning lefy and right until he sees her dark ebony hair in the stairway

"Hey, hold on!"

He quickly runs down the stairs jumping to skip the last few steps. He runs into the open area in the middle of the school, and sees this beautiful lady in white with dark ebony hair almost shining with the sunset and brown eyes that matches amber like resin underneath the big tree in the middle of the school.

"Hello?"

"Hi! Been a while silly!"

"Lief...? Lief is that you?"

Milo moves closer to get a better look and is dumbfounded at the sight of his old friend

"It really is you!"

He runs towards her only to be blown back by a strong gust of wind knocking him on his butt

Woah!*

"I think that's far enough Milo"  She smiles and chuckled lightly

"Ouch, Jeez what the heck was that?"

"It's nothing special so how are you?"

"I could be better. Not the same without you around"

"Aww no adventure in your life?"

"Nope, there's just no one around to make sure that bee's nests dont go unpoked"

"That was fun though, wasn't it?"

"It wasn't, but I dont mind. Why didn't you tell me you came back? There's so much you missed out on!"

Lief's smile slowly disappeared from her face

"Milo, Im not back... Im not even here"

"W- what? What are you talking about? You're here look I can hold you-"

Milo reaches for her hand but his hand phases through

"Milo... Are you still trying to sleep your problems away?"

RING*RING*RING*  RING*RING*RING

Milo wakes up in a cold sweat and hesitates before he puts his hand on the clock, stopping it

"Lief?"

It didn't dawn on Milo at that moment nor did it ever in any point in his life but for a brief second he asked

"What did you want from me?"

Its the morning after and Milo goes on with his day as usual

Wakes up early this time, passes the Furniture shop with the big TV in front, and walks through the gates of school although he hears a whisper this time as He reaches the steps

"Aren't you bored?"

"Hm?"

Milo turns to his left but sees no one, he presses forward into his class and this time he's early

"Ah! Mr. Milo, early this time eh? Looks like you're taking my advice"

"Im trying to Mr. Robert"

"Well thats ok, baby steps turn into giant leaps eventually. What matters is that you are changing Milo!"

"I respect the enthusiasm" Milo said slyly

"Well, everyone please take your seats we have a new student coming in. I believe I already told you so quiet now!"

The students return to their seats in no rush, more calm rather than reluctant Milo simply put his head down to rest for a bit before class

"Great, You may come inside Ms. Alder"

Milo peaked a little just to see who was coming inside, however the first thing that catchea his eye is her dark ebony hair and brown amber eyes, she bares a great resemblance to

"Lief..." he said under his breath

"Care to introduce yourself?"

"Yes, Hello my name is Laura Alder, Im 16 from the UK although I was born in America"

Milo couldn't believe it, she looked so much like her yet it wasn't her exactly he felt his heart pounding, his leg was fidgeting, so antsy that he couldn't stay still. In fact he has drowned out this lady's whole introduction to the class

-Who the hell? How the hell? WHAT the hell? Is all he thought when suddenly

"And thats my story. I moved from Boston when I was 7 to the UK and my parents sent me here so I can live with my Aunt while they work"

"Thats wonderful Laura, now how about you find yourself a seat while I get the projector ready?"

Laura's eyes dart around the room looking for a seat meanwhile in Milo's head

-Not here, not here. Simple just dont make eye contact, its really easy-

"Theres a seat here!"

-Damn it, whats wrong with me?! -

"Thank you"

Laura sits down and looks at Milo

"Thanks for offering me a seat"

Gritting his teeth Milo replies

"Dont mention it" and grins

"Yes very gentlemanly Mr. Milo, now if we're all done todays topic is..."

The day went on as normal and by the end of it Milo looked like he had seen better days his face looked shaded

Laura tapped his shoulder

"Hey! Um, I don't know this school very well. I was hoping you would... Give me a tour?"

Milo knew the right answer for himself, it was no but he couldn't very well leave a person lost in a new environment

"Yeah... Sure uh just let me grab my stuff and we'll walk around till we reach the exit"

"Thats great!"

Ziiiiip! *

"Ok, ready?"

"Yup, lead the way Mr. Tour guide!"

-Oy vey-

Milo gave a brief explanation for each segment of the school

"This what we are on is the second floor obviously, then theres the third floor for the where you'll find the Audio Visual Room or AVR for short, uh the library is also up there it also doubles as kindergarten for the children here. The hallways kind of criss cross so uhm theres the front of the school and back and we go around this little center here"

"This place is enormous!"

"Yup! On the first floor we got the Teachers office, The janitors place and clinic. The fourth floor aint anything special it just has the teachers lounge and a few extra classrooms"

"What are these spaces with Black boards?"

"Those are for students who are behind on certain subjects and this is the exit and entrance, did you get all that? Oh and there are available restrooms on every floor"

"Yeah but I have a question"

"Ok, shoot"

"Did I say something wrong? Or did I leave a bad impression? I just feel like you're... Well, avoiding me I guess?"

"Avoiding you? I just took you on a tour of the school how does that even make sense?"

"That! Right there, you're mad at me but I don't know why"

"Im not mad, just stay out of it will ya?"

"I guess"

Milo knew he acted far and aloof, he knew it wasn't appropriate but he couldn't care less. He was just overwhelmed with Laura's presence and her resemblance to Lief

"Listen, Im sorry. Im going home now"

"O-ok..."

In Laura's head

-Great job you nut! Get a friend, its that simple. Already you you botch the first day by sleeping in and now a kind stranger shows you around your new school and you cant even get his name? -

On her way home she said to herself

"Bollocks... I'll just try again, Im sure I'll get it right next time"

Meanwhile on Milo's side

"Aaauuuughggghhh!" he yells into his pillow

-what was that? I don't think I've ever yelled at anyone. Not even online! Damn that was rude... I need a walk-

Milo grabs his jacket and goes outside for fresh air, hoping to clear his head, he notices that the wind is a little strong tonight

"Its really chilly, thank god I brought my jacket."

-She really did look like Lief though..."

Milo walked for a while and soon finds himself on the hill where he and Lief would relax and talk

"This place is still so empty huh Lief" he said to himself

~ almost as empty as that jar you used to keep under your bed~

"Huh?"

-There it is again-

~Milo looks around trying to find who keeps saying stuff in his ear~

"Hey, whoever you are just come out!"

~Milo~

"This isn't funny"

-Lief?

"Lief if thats you, tell me where you are!"

Milo's head starts spinning yet he cant find anything to link the voice to

~Wind... Take him home

Suddenly, a small breeze picks up between Milo's fingers he feels the wind pushing him forward and finally from his feet...

WHOOOSH*

" Aaaahhhh! Oh my f%#&!# God!!"

Up into the air Milo goes, flailing around helplessly grabbing at imaginary strings he keeps going up and up

"Somebody, please... Help me. Lief..."

He shuts his eyes as he rises to the very height of the clouds and hopes that he is once again only dreaming, until two hands grab his face he hears

"Hey stupid, open your eyes. This is the best part"

Milo pries his eyes open

"Lief?!"

"Correctamundo!"

Milo grabs her close and hugs her tight

"Milo you're choking me..."

"You're alive!-"

"Wrong again, sheesh and I thought you were smart"

Milo looks around him and remembers that he was floating in the air

"Lief..."

"Yes?"

"Dont drop me"

Lief chuckles heartily at Milo's well founded fear

"You wont fall Milo, cant you see where you are?"

Milo stops staring at Lief for a moment and looks around one last time

The clouds clear from underneath his feet and he sees the town, glowing beautifully in the night. Cars and streetlights coloring the roads, he looks up to see a much bigger Moon and lets go of Liefs hands

"Where are we?"

"Thats the town we grew up in, its beautiful isnt it?"

Milo turns to Lief

"Yes, you are"

Lief chuckles

"Ha! Nice try, almost made me feel something"

"Lief, there's something you're not telling me. How are you here? Why are we floating?"

Lief turns to Milo wearing a grim look on her face and rushes towards him burying her face in his chest

"Im sorry Milo... I couldn't make it"

Milo's eyes teared up and as he tries to hug Lief once again she pulls away with her back turned she says

"Forget about me Milo... You can live your life now, Im sorry I got you in to my mess"

"What are you saying? I dont care about your messes, I just miss you"

She turns and smirks...

"If you ever wanna talk, Im always listening"

Next Chapter is in the works~

Find the Title on WEBNOVEL for the rest of the story and keep updated. Feel free to suggest fanfiction and certain kinks i can write about for here😁😁

[fr3akinthecorner]

hi hello! who are you? im suicidal ashley but sometimes i go by another name i need someone to talk to i have no friends well you seem sweet enough! dont let me get u into trouble though do u have a daddy that can help you? yes nostradamus this is perfect! im really down on myself too even if it doesnt look like it so i can understand your name pretty well and it is sad the russian mafia was wrong youre a great young girl! im so sorry about minhee jang shes always fighting with her teammates is this real? yes it is and even if we dont talk anymore i like you! so go smoke some meth and come back and find me well youre a pretty little lady and i dont find u ugly at all your lazy eye makes me want to kill that bastard be careful! i am never careful but always quick run along little girl the fun awaits you what happened? i heard that the meth pipe was kind of broken sorry! are u seriously suicidal? i am not suicidal but that is my name so maybe it is true what do you think about girls why cry over boys? you dont seem like that kind of girl who cries as much as possible i cry when im suicidal ashley but other than that i wallow in self pity i am a crier and it makes me happy i wish that you would cry more often suicidal ashley! daddy cypress must want to talk to you... weve got to take more time to find asian men on twitter like u and minhee said it seems like they dont want to be found i feel the exact same way that i cant believe this is a real conversation but i understand there is a language barrier in my case but i want to laugh with my friends not just random white guys they seem harmless anyway keep laughing with them i have to i dont have any other side of twitter to go to well maybe one day that will change! i really want to be babied by someone right now and cuddled do u mind if we end the chat? i loved talking to you bye! that was you suicidal ashley your diamond mind is really working you are a lot of fun to talk to talk to me some more can you fight? yes i can and i often do over my good looks thats a shame your so beautiful people should respect that thank you i understand that is something you say often about an ex friend but that girl doesnt matter and anyways, we have cakes to bake! strawberry? oh no youve opened a can of worms i know about your family then you are a complicated woman it must be beneficial to be a muse then to be proteccted you are going places girl even if its just your little room ahh! a kitten bit me im going to get some sushi and my friend is being so loud why cant she shut up?"is the sushi any good? only the best! i dont have many friends that i can go out for food with but this friend is so loud and scared the kitten away ok! so im about to walk inside but youre so beautiful and suicidal ashley will be going to the ball

[forestryfae]

one really fun thing about having a mom and a dad like mine is that i literally cant enjoy anything if it isnt neccessary and i have to keep reminding myself that it doesnt have to be useful or a neccessity to be ok to have and that just because i CAN go without something for a while doesnt mean i should have to

like. okay maybe i CAN go the whole day without eating, or i CAN go the whole day with only one meal. but i dont HAVE to and im not lazy and fat for getting dinner even if i "havent done" anything that day. i dont have to do a million chores that day just to be justified in eating. i dont need to be completely out of pants or tshirts or socks or underwear or whatever to justify wanting a couple extra pairs of socks so i dont run out so quick, or simply not enjoying some of my clothes cus theyre uncomfortable to wear. i shouldnt have to justify that, it is what it is and i shouldnt have to feel like i NEED someone to tell me its ok for me to buy extra socks or more tshirts or whatever. and they dont HAVE to be uncomfortable or pretty. they can just be comfortable and i can just enjoy wearing them.

similarly i shouldnt have to justify having fucking needs and emotions. i simply hate living in my house, thats just somethign that is, and it makes sense, i shouldnt need to literally beg people to justify it for me cus i dont feel that what im saying is good enough. i shouldnt have to feel embarrassed and like i have to overexplain why i hate the house and why its miserable living in there. yes it "technically" has a kitchen that works and a bathroom that works and ive got a bedroom and livingroom and washingmachine, so it "should tcehnically" be fine but it isnt. its fucking old, theres a piece of the wall where the insides are missing, cold air is leaking in in more than one place, the bathroom fucking sucks and the kitchen is gross, its lonely, the backyard is a mess, the garage is literally too dangerous to be inside due to shit engineering and a big fucking cement block in the roof, and its gonna cost me more to fic all of it than i can ever afford, plus its in the middle of fucking nowhere and i have to take the train to get to the nearest city just to buy groceries and i cant go in the summer at all. i shouldnt have to indirectly beg people to validate me when i try to justify why i dont like living there. just because mom and dad doesnt fucking care when i say i hate it there

i shouldnt have to justify or explain why something upsets me eitehr, it upsets me and that should be it. i should be allowed to be upset. i should be allowed to say i dont want to be treated a certain way and immediately being yelled at and told im not that special and i should get off my high horse and have literally every tiny thing ive ever done be thrown in my face to justify why i dont deserve to be treated nicely.

also similarly, i should be allowed to just. like things. just because i like them. instead of trying to force myself to like stuff i feel like i "should" like or i want to want to like. instead of thinking "i dont need that" because thats what my shit mom keeps telling me any time i even look at something nice. i cant even point at a nice dress and say "i like the pattern" without hearing my little sister or brother parrot it back to me cus they learned it from mom. also, just because i CAN go a whole day without eating and be fine, just like i did involuntarily due to shitty parenting, doesnt mean i should have to. i can just eat when im hungry instead of continuously telling myself at 10 am that dinners at 3 and i can wait. generally after 4 hours i can eat a second meal of the day, its fine, i dont need to be literally starving to be able to eat something. i dont need to justify not showering with "ill shower tomorrow morning cus work or whatever" no shut up i want a shower now and i need a shower now and its the only thing i can think of so lets shower now. its fine. literally doesnt hurt to shower just because i want to. doesnt hurt to eat just cus im hungry or i want to. its fine if i wanna do laundry even if its late in the day and its fine if i wanna skip an activity cus im tired or sad. idk why exactly im like this but i feel like my mom and dad constantly belittling me or brushing me off or just straight up ignoring me and not bothering to do their job as a parent cus "i should just do it myself" and "well why didnt you just eat a sandwich for dinner" and "well why didnt you just do this differently" for every little thing plus me not being allowed to want attention or need anything cus i "already have" something else or im "nagging" them might have something to do with it

"why didnt you just do this" well for starters i was scared to cut my own nails until i was like 11 or 12 or something cus i thought mom or dad was gonna scream at me at the top of their lungs and curse me out for doing something wrong. i wasnt allowed to do SHIT and i was never told when those limitations and rules didnt count anymore. there was no "youre old enough to cut your own nails just be careful" for literally anything. there was just screaming because i wasnt allowed to do something OR there was "you have to do this now" literally overnight with NO prior warning or explanation. i had to start going to school and waking up on my own overnight cus dad just told me the day before school after summer vacation that i had to. like. my brother way 6, i was 9 and id never done any of it alone, i wasnt even allowed to cut bread on my own, and if we didnt manage to do it on our own we had to call him and get screamed and cursed at for the whole ride to school cus he was "going to get fired" and "going to jail" and we were "helpless" and shit. like okay thanks for that, YOU raised me to be scared of doing literally anything on my own and never taught me anything, he literally treated me like i just knew everything he knew. wtf was i supposed to do.

anyways shoutout to my parents for making me scared of fuckign liking or wanting stuff. or even trying stuff. i see people who willingly buy shit just because they wanted it and not because they needed it just for fun and it drives me up the fucking wall. other people can just. buy stuff. and they dont need to justify it, they can just want it. meanwhile i have the most deranged way or approaching how to decide if i want to buy something or not and its so fucking unhealthy and i dont know why i do it, i just do and its part of why i hate shopping with other people, i like the peace of just quietly shopping on my own and working on it, instead of trying to get second opinions from people or feeling like i Have To Buy Something cus thats how quality time w my grandparents and cousin was like when i was a kid aunt uncle and cousin visit grandparents for the weekend, dad and us come along to visit and hang out, we spend a large amount of the time either shopping for new clothes or toys or candy, quality time w family then quickly becomes Shopping Is Love, dad doesnt give a shit about me but will buy me a soda after ive been talking to my therapist at 13, now giving people stuff and money is how youre supposed to show people you care. fucking deranged

in other words, i am not a bad person for struggling, im also not a shitty awful person for not being good at money, and im not a bad person for wanting to sell the majority of my furniture and other shit so ill have less to worry about and ill have less shit i dont use or want or need. im not a bad person for wanting to have some order in my life.

but yeah im also not a bad person for wanting stuff or wanting to actually enjoy my sorroundings and how life works for me and so on

[sl33pyperson]

and thus, ends the time with the wackos

bobbi really took the kids in the divorce

he just looks good here honestly

you KNOW she doesnt shower. musky husky

we love representation o7

just screaming every time khonshu doesnt know how to interact with people (also khonshu FUCKING HATING BABIES i guess u can see it as like. marcs instinct is kicking in and wants to protect the baby or something i dont fucking know, its funnier to not look into it and khonshu just wants to dropkick it)

ok ok ok ok so theres like. a fic where some avengers + mk (jake) get trapped in a room with deadly gas. they dont understand how mk works so they just assume hes being lazy and laying on the ground and not helping him bc he can heal super quickly, when actually jake is dying over and over and over again while khonshu brings him back (until valkyrie fucking screams at everyone) and idk this reminded me of that. love your god being able to fuck around with your body in horrifying ways!!!!

i love for the life of a hero KHONSHU YOU LITERALLY HAVE NO IDEA WHAT UR DOING… COMEDIAN OF THE YEAR but also they 100% fucked in that maze

he just looks good here. the line is so bad tho. khonshu shut the fuck up

love watching this immortal being struggle in his cage <3 gods i want some fucked up mk tho like. make mk actual suprnatural or have fucked up ethereal qualities WAIT THERE WAS A GOOD POST ABOUT THAT ILL NEED TO FIND IT

does. does tigra know? does she fucking know? maam???

i love a rag tag group of villains who have preplanned attacks AND evacuations <3 shroud is hilarious to me

GET ZAPPED FUCKO

there is nothing smart i can say about this. the system is truely a plaything to khonshu, something to be used in khonshus image and nothing else

and when given back control (yes a bunch of snakemen just attacked the moment it happened but still) marc straight away goes into 1. i might fight to live and 2. the only thing certain about myself is tbhat i am moon knight, khonshus fist, WHICH IS ALOT SIR PLEASE GET A REST AFTER THIS

so im not jewish, idk how well the “ive met my maker” line uhhhhh. Works., but marc truly needs time to just. sit down with himself (and the others) and the fact khonshu STILL is manipulating him into being moon knight, doing his bidding, like. marc doesnt do this as a way of redeeming himself, he just thinks its the right thing to do and what HE IS at this point, “for now and forever, strike in my name” FUCK OFF KHONSHUUUUUUUUU SHUT UPPPP LEAVE MY POOR MAN ALONE

i understand marc Very Much Not Wanting A Relationship Or Anything after these months of possession and hell but also lol rip tigra (i feel bad shes literally lost her whole team in wackos and people she cared about tho, give my girl a break too)

fairwell wackos, fairwell weird talks about marriage (which writer at marvel as getting a divorce at this time), marc now gets a. oh shit nevermind marc spector series is literally the same year apparently? no breaks for my man

i have no faith for the next Oh God Theres So Much Of The Marc Spector Series Please Fucking Help Me. the fact its CALLED marc spector just gives off all the bad signs for me, love bad faith interpretations and completely ignoring the fact jake and steven are REAL AND THERE!! the wackos almost hit it with marc realising “lol its funny my thoughts appear just like jake and stevens, huh” but now hes falling back into “i made them up and just went crazy hehe” thoughts which i truly hope the writers dont take as the actual truth…… 60 issues of hell baby lets fucking go!!

[stupidthoughtsinwriting]

i need to dump so leave if you don't want to read what i have to say

I don't complain about my mum. She's done everything for me and my brother and i will forever love her for that but damn it she says things that hurt.

i need to let this out bc i really have no friends to vent this out to but even if no one sees this, it's out there and i let it out.

I am a nice person. I like to believe im a nice person and the reason I doubt that is because i constantly get told the opposite by my own family. I try my best, to do things in the way my mum approves of and i really really try but still it isnt enough for her. i could easily forget one thing she tells me and she could ruin my just fine day by yelling at me for the smallest things and calling me ungrateful. Yes, i didnt do what i was supposed to but for christ sake i forgot. for every little thing she yells at me for it and it just... i can't stand sudden loud noises anymore because i have been yelled at so much, every loud thing startles me. I don't say my gratitude, yes but i try to show it because i didn't grow up close to her, not in that way and now i find it hard to express what i really feel and i can't tell her any of this because im scared.

the other day, i said i was nice. that i was a nice person and she said i wasnt. I replied saying I was, just not often at home and she said something along the line of 'because your not nice at home, you aren't nice at all. it starts at home' and that crushed me. did she consider the fact that i wasn't nice at home because nobody is nice to me at home. I constantly feel like i have to defend myself because of the tone that is said to me and when I give out any sort of emotion, she will fight on the fact that we/I have no right to feel mad at her because of her sacrifices.

For FUCKS SAKE i can't express emotion?!!! I can't be mad, or annoyed or tired or lazy for FUCK SAKEEESSS

you interpret completely innocent things as disrespect and we didnt even mean to do it. breathing out heavily, looking away from you. can't i just be tired and breath out?!! or look away because i dont want you to fucking ridicule the way my eye moves so you can interpret it to something you say is disrespectful to you.

i dont say any of this to you because i have it. i hate the yelling and im scare because of it.

another thing i dont want to say to her face is, I didnt ask for this. to be born. I didnt ask to be brought to life and i know, im being selfish or something but really, I didn't. you say things and make it like were such a burden to you but I didnt ask to be born. you wanted me, you raised me. understand that i can't always do everything and yelling only make it worse.

i don't say things to you because i don't feel that we're close enough to be like that bc for years, you focused on my little brother. for years, I felt that he was more your favourite than me and being the child i was, i accepted that. maybe it's me who's at fault for not learning how to open up and i take that. it's my fault.

when I do talk about something, mostly about the things im interested in, i am ignored. im dismissed. im talking too much. if so, I shut up and you take my silence as something else or nothing at all.

fuck i maybe being dramatic, as would seem to others but fuck, i need this out. i need all of it out. even just to a void no one listens to, i need it out.

it's the reason i could be so obsessive. In my head I take these characters and used them as my comfort because where else could i get it. I am sad, alone or lonely in a crowd, starved of affection that i don't know how to process and push away and these characters are all i've got to keep sane.

Mock me for feeling emotion, for crying when your mad at me and you wonder why i'm distant. why i don't tell you things about my life. why i dont answer? because i wasn't asked. because you didnt care before, i cant comprehend how you can now.

I really needed to vent this. I am so sorry for those who read for burdening you with all this but tbf you were warned. I don't care if anybody reads this, I just needed it out. Even if the person this is directed to, doesn't know any of this.

I needed to vent and truthfully, my heart feels a little bit lighter letting it all out. maybe i'll cry again in the shower or before i fall asleep but, i let it out and im kinda proud of myself for that.

[savnofilter]

Like fr this is why I like fanfics where Dabi is more nuanced than endeavor. I fully believe Dabi is aware of half the abusive behavior Endeavor has pulled, and would consciously try not to be his dad WHILE ALSO DOING IT ANYWAY AND NOT KNOWING HOW TO CATCH HIMSELF. I’ve seriously read fanfic - fucking FANFIC - more interesting than the bullshit take Hori is trying to pull with this stupid endeavor writing

....

aight you finna hand it ever or...?

[appleteez]

Is it ok?

Pairing: Mingi x reader

Genre: smut, fluff

Word count: 2.4k

Warnings: make out, penetrative unprotected sex

Taglist: @marigold-mika, @sunwooyoung, @nevieatiny, @yunsangoveryonder (let me know if you want to be added to my main taglist :])

I absolutely loved living with Mingi. I mean, if you take into consideration that I went random and ended up with a guy, with Mingi I definitely lucked out. He never tried to make an inappropriate move on me. He was rather clean, maybe a bit messy but nothing driving me crazy. He was so much fun to hang out with and overall just amazing to live with. One thing is sure, is I was never bored.

But there is one thing.

“Oh my god!!! MINGIIII!!!”

“Sorry, I’m so sorry, I forgot. Im closing the door!!!”

Mingi cannot knock before entering a room for his life. I mean this man saw me half naked so many times that I might as well walk half naked around the apartment. I’m pretty sure that he saw my breasts more than my ex. I put on the closest shirt I have before exiting my room.

“Do you do it on purpose?”

“I’m really sorry.”

“I literally wrote a sign up on my door just for you Mingi..” I whine not really knowing what to do anymore as I let myself fall next to him.

“Sorry..” He lets his head fall on my laps. “I’m really working on it.”

“You are? I feel like every time you tell me that, you open more doors. So Mingi.. Stop working on it.”

“Just get a lock.”

“I don’t like locks.”

“So do you see where we have a problem here?” He raises his head to look at me. “I have a problem with open doors without knocking, and you’re scared of locked doors.” We stare at each other for bit before sighing.

“You’re right.. guess I’ll have to move out.” He turns his head towards me with wide eyes before literally jumping on me.

“Nooo!!!! Don’t move out Y/N!!!!! Don’t even joke about it!!!” He whines on top of me while I try to breathe.

“Mingi.. Ah, Mingi you’re too heavy.” He nuzzles his face into the crook of my neck, something he had never done before which weirdly enough makes me feel weird.

“I’m not moving. You can’t move out. It’s gonna be hell finding a new roommate for me. You’re the only one that’s able to live with me and not die.”

“You’re being dramatic Mingi, but I’m begging you. You’re crushing me.”

“Mhh..” He simply mumbles as I feel his hips place themselves right between my legs.

“Wait Mingi you’re..” I end up opting to shut my mouth before the rest of my words come out as moans. His pelvis pressing a bit too perfectly against my core, waking up a slight desire I always had for my tall roommate.

“You’re ok? Am I really squishing you that hard?”

“That’s not it no..” He raises his head after I let out a small huff that seemed a bit too breathy to him. His eyes slightly widen at my suddenly flushed cheeks and then realizes my slightly hitched up breathing.

“Y/N?” He presses his forehead against mine making me feel dizzy when his hips somehow press harder against mine.

“Ah~ Mingi.. Wait your.. your hips.” At my words he twitches in his pants out of his control. Now his cheeks also blush as he freezes on the spot. He then looks down and realizes what’s going on.

“Did that feel good?” He looks at me while backing up his face, with a more serious look on it.

“Wha—What?” I look at him in disbelief. If he was really going there, there was no going back for sure. This could make things weird between us.

“Did..” He grinds his hips down into mine. This time the feeling of his length hardening into his shorts made it feel even better and I can barely hold a moan in. My hand flies to his shoulder and squeezes it lightly “That feel good?” He asks again. “But I’m gonna take your moan as a yes~” He smiles lightly, but that’s not one of Mingi’s innocent and cute smile. It’s different and it makes me clench around nothing.

Before I knew it, our lips were hooked together, our tongues dancing together into a lazy make out session. His hips grinding into mine as I buck my hips for more friction. My head felt in an absolutely amazing haze while my face was heating up the more his hands traveled my body. This whole situation felt too good for me to think properly. His hands slowly travels down and the moment it’s about to slip past my shorts, our main door knocks heavily.

“MINGI!! Y/N!!!” We hear Yunho’s booming voice making us snap our heads up.

“Shit..” He curses slowly. “Movie night..” He tries to stand up but he seems as affected as me.

He trips and falls on the ground with a loud ‘fuck’ leaving his mouth. It was too obvious. Our clothes were a mess, our hair too, our lips were swollen and faces flushed red. Yunho would have to be a fucking idiot to no understand what was happening just now. Mingi gives me a worried look and I can only give him one back.

“Give me a sec, I don’t have clothes on!!” Mingi blurts out out of panic really making things worst for us.

“What the fuck Mingi? No clothes?” I whisper yell at him and he shrugs a look of panic still in his eyes.

“O—Ok?” Yunho says obviously confused.

“Go open the door.” I tell him as I try to put my clothes back on correctly. “Wait, wait come here.” He comes back real quick and I arrange his hair real quick. Once we look a tiny bit more presentable, Mingi goes to the door and opens it for Yunho.

“Y/N was right here, she couldn’t open the door?” He raises an eyebrow when he sees me on the couch.

“Ah..” Mingi looks at me.

“I just got here, I was in my room.”

“Really?” He smiles at me before looking at the both of us. “Why do you guys look out of breath?”

“Hum.. that’s because..” Mingi look at me and my lips stutter.

“We.. Why are you asking so many questions?”

“I just asked two, jeez. You guys are acting weird.” He rolls his eyes before they lend on Mingi’s shorts. He raises an eyebrow before something tings in his head. “Oh.. Di-Did I interrupt something?”

“What?” We both say at the same time.

“Or do you just have a random boner like that?” We all look down to Mingi’s pants.

“I— was watching porn?”

“That would explain the boner.” I smile at Yunho.

“Hu.. I’m just.. How about we do this another time?”

“What why?” We both say at the same time.

“I feel like you guys have some stuff to figure out.” Before we knew it he flew out the door leaving me and Mingi in a rather awkward position.

“Watching porn? Seriously?” I stand up next to him and he turns himself towards me.

“What did you want me to tell him, ‘Oh! I have a boner because I was just making out with Y/N on the very couch we want you to hang out with us on.’ That would definitely not be weirder.” He raises his eyebrows with a small pout on his lips. But I think none of us really cared right now. Because we were alone once again, still horny and this time for sure no one could interrupt us, right?

My eyes travel down to his lips for a second and when he catches onto that he doesn’t lose time. His arms wrap around my waist to take me on the couch with him. He makes me straddle him right away and soon our lips are once again dancing together. Our tongues clashing against one another into a more intense make out session. His hands made my hips feel small as he makes me grind against his growing length.

“Fuck..” He groans against my lips, his voice way deeper than the usual, making me clench around nothing.

As our lips meet again, I start to moan against his lips making him buck his hips against mine more often. I was starting to get desperate for more and so was he. His hands come up my warm skin to slowly get rid of my small shirt. Right after he gets rid of his and throws it to the side with mine. When his arms wrap themselves around me once again, I get to feel his warm skin against mine making everything feel so much better than it already was.

“Mingi..” I moan against his lips, my cheeks burning up with pleasure. A wave of courage washes over me due to how desperate I am on the spot. I lean in next to his ear and whisper. “Can I ride you?” His hips slowly buck up at the words as his hands push me down harder against him making me moan ride into his ear as I rest my head on his shoulder.

“Fuck.. I-I don’t have a condom.” He mutters while my hips still lazily move against his making him breath unevenly.

“It’s fine.”

“What?” I lean back and he looks at me with confused eyes.

“It’s fine, I’m on the pill.” I stand up to slowly take my shorts off.

He looks at me before taking care of his own shorts. My eyes drop to his tight boxers, he looked a bit bigger than I had imagined. I start to realize what’s happening and excitement fills my body. Once my underwear hits the floor, I go back to straddle Mingi, his hands directly coming up to my hips. He drags his boxers down slowly and hisses when his length falls back onto his toned lower stomach. I lick my lips slowly while observing the delicious scene. He looked way too good.

“Y/N..”

“What?” I look up at him when I suddenly feel his hand cup my heat making me clench at the feeling.

“You’re dripping on my thighs.” He says in his deep voice, which only gave me more reason to drip. I look down and I could see the small drops of my silk on his skin making me clench my teeth. “I didn’t know I had that effect on you~”

“I didn’t know either..” I feel my cheeks blush lightly. “Ok.. Ready?”

“Yeah..” He says in a sigh as I take a hold of his length’s base.

I position myself right over him and run his tip a few times through my folds, making us both grunt and moan at the feeling. His hands on my hips, he starts to slowly push me down onto him. I close my eyes when I feel his tip entering me. I try to catch my breath as I bring both my hands on his shoulders. He slowly makes me sink onto him fully until I can feel it completely.

“Ah.. Fuckfuckfuck..” I moan out feeling my legs shake lightly. I felt so incredibly full in the best way possible. Mingi’s eyes are concentrating on our connection. “You feel so fucking good..” I let my head fall on his shoulder and I hear him chuckle lightly.

“Yeah?” He sighs as his hands caress my sides. “You think you can move.” I hum lightly before slowly moving my hips against his. “Shiiit.. You’re so tight..” He clenches his jaw at the feeling I was giving him.

Slowly but surely, I’m able to move fast and harder against him. Soon enough the room is filled with lewd moans and the sound of my hips meeting his. His head is thrown back against the couch, my hands on his shoulders and his on my hips still. I want to close my eyes, but the view he was giving was just too good. His eyes open eventually and go down to my breasts slightly bouncing as I ride him. His arms wrap around my waist pulling me closer. He drops his head, his lips meeting one of my sensitive nipple, this time making me throw my head back. His tongue swirling against my bud expertly. My head spins at the pleasure and my legs start to shake more and more.

“Feels good?” He asks against my breast making me whine as he looks up to meet my gaze.

He looked so serious and hot which was not how I had ever pictured Mingi before. He was usually so clumsy and always smiley. This Mingi was so confident and with such a lustful gaze in his eyes. My hips slowly stop moving due to how much was happening at the same time.

“Mhh? Does it feel so good that you can’t even keep going yourself?” He smiles lightly before taking me to lay me down on the couch. He position his hips between mine once again and smoothly penetrates me again making me arch my back violently.

“Ahh! Mingi, fuck wa—wait I’m..” He brings his hand down.

His long fingers now circling my clit while his mouth comes to suck harshly on my neck. I could feel it coming so fast, the most violent orgasm I’ve had in a while. I start to see stars around the room and something in my lower stomach snaps. I moan out his name shamelessly, my eyes almost going to the back of my head. I clench my jaw and feel drool spilling down the corner of my mouth. I can feel myself clenching uncontrollably around him making him come inside of me right away.

“Fuuck Y/N.. Oh fuckfuck..” He drops his head into my neck as his hips slowly move against mine, pushing me into the couch, to ride out of intense highs. His length slowly comes out of me and he lets himself fall next to me completely out of breath. “Y/N..”

“Mhh?” My eyes close, I try to get my breath back while I still feel my core buzzing with pleasure.

“Was that ok?”

“W—What do you mean?” He wraps an arm around my shoulder pulling me closer to him. Our sweaty bodies stuck to one another, this felt weirdly nice and comforting.

“Is it going to change our friendship or..” His cute worried eyes are back. As if the person that drilled me into the couch seconds ago completely disappeared.

“I don’t think it will.” His eyes observe my face for a second. His lips move a bit, as if he was hesitating to say something. I raise an eyebrow at his expression. “You ok?”

“Is it ok if.. I like you?” My eyes widen at his statement, which was very Mingi like. I stare at him for a second before bursting into laughter.

“Is it ok? Mingi, of course it’s ok. I like you too~”

[anticipatedexhale]

A Love Story Titled As Failure.

Steve Harrington x gn!reader

A/n: im in my sad era yet again finally got rid of writers block and i genuinely want to write, wanted this to be for eddie but lets all be serious steve fits the heartbreak genre.

warnings: angst, NO PART 2, breakups, arguments, kinda a toxic relationship, little bit of fluff but meh, i love writing steve being a total dumbass.

~~

This was stupid, it was stupid how you couldn't get over him. Even though he hurt you, and it was obvious.

The man you thought would cherish and love you like he promised broke your heart in a matter of seconds. And it was all because of one stupid argument.

You haven't talked to anyone in days, shutting off everyone all at once, you didn't want there "its gonna be ok" or the "he doesn't deserve you".

You didn't want any of that, all you did day and night sit in bed curled up under the sheets.

Eyes puffy, mouth dry, too lazy to get up to change or brush your hair.

God you hated being like this but all you thought about was him, his scent, his laugh, his smile all the way to how he used to look at you.

You groaned as you heard a knock on your door. "Go away" your voice barely passes as a whisper.

The knocking didn't stop even after you ignored it multiple times.

You got up dragging your feet on your carpet. Slowly opening the door, your eyes widened seeing him standing right there Infront of you.

You stepped back being too stunned to close the door in his face as much as you wanted to do that, you couldn't bring yourself to.

You were frozen as he walked Infront of you closing the door behind him.

Your eyes stayed locked on the floor not daring to look up into his beautiful Brown eyes.

Why was he here?

Didn't he say he wanted nothing to do with you.

Yes him with his own words.

He broke your heart and now has the nerve to show up.

"They told me to check up on you" he said breaking from your trance, of course they did your so good friends wanted to make feel better by bringing the cause of pain right to you.

When you didn't reply he continued "You know i never meant to hurt you right? I know you deserve better than me and that you think I'm a total jerk but please let me try to make it up to you" he said again seeing now you lifted your head looking straight at him.

His eyes frantic trying to search yours as he was waiting for an answer "Please just say something." He said voice dripping with desperation.

"You hurt me more than you'll ever know steve." You said cold tone trying to hide your hurt. Because you knew any second now you'll burst in tears just looking at him.

"I-i know i know sweetheart b-but please let me try again give me a chance" he said getting closer now trying to hold your hand.

"P-please i-i'd do anything to make this work, tell me anything I'll do it, just please dont leave me."

You ignored him, this wasn't like other times this was different this time you didn't feel the sympathy and sadness you'd feel for him no. All you felt was pain, a pain that he himself caused.

"You know what's sad about this? Is that im trying so hard to hate you yet i can't , i cant bring myself to do that. You are all i think about and just hate." You said pushing his hand away.

"You hate me?" He said voice cracking at the thought of you hating him, you can't hate him, no this was your anger speaking his mind was telling him, trying to calm himself down.

You couldn't bring yourself to answer. Really you didn't like him nor did you hate him.

It was so overwhelming that the air around you guys could almost choke someone.

"Do you think i liked hurting like this?" Now it was your turn to ask and steves turn to find the answer.

"Please look at me please- come on we can try again i-i p-promise to not hurt you" at this point both your faces had tears streaming down.

You shook your head passing him as you opened the door silently telling steve to leave.

"I'm sorry but there is nothing you can do. So please leave. We both know this won't work, don't make this harder on me" you said looking back down again trying to control your emotions.

"Please your hurting me i can't do this, one more chance i promise it will be better this time." at that you grabbed his arm roughly faces so close to each other.

"Hurting you? Please don't make me laugh harrington, don't make promises you couldn't keep." You pushed making him stubble out the door.

"Im begging you, don't shut me out." He said before you shut the door in his face.

You turned around sliding down the door with your face inside your hands.

Unstable breathing as you felt steves presence still outside the door.

It was unfair to both of you , as you both saw the depressing and painful ending of your love story being written by no other but you and steve.

A relationship between you two that could never be complete, a relationship between you two that's more like a dream.

Maybe this is a sign for the both of you to stop dreaming about this painful love.

A love story that was titled failure as you both burned away the days together living on false hope.

The pair of you both saw this coming yet you didn't leave. You didn't stop this from happening, now thinking about what was the purpose of staying.

Picking up both of your hurt slowly, You weren't special.

Neither of you were.

[rinzis]

what your favourite genshin impact character says about you: no holding back edition

i’m finally allowed to post again!!! great joy

aether/lumine: you’re basic as hell sorry . also stop fighting over who the better twin is they’re literally the same person but different genders. you’re pretty fun to be around ig but i feel like you eat food off the floor. 5 second rule not 5 hour rule ok

amber: ok i’ve actually met a bunch of people whose fav is amber and you guys are actually really sweet but pls learn when to stfu you’re so loud . also you guys go feral whenever someone (everyone else in the fandom) says amber sucks like chill bae

kaeya: jesus fucking christ your horny is off the scale. every kaeya stan i’ve ever met cant keep it in their pants. and we know the only reason you like him is bc of his giga bouncer supreme ultra man rack 3000. stop saying you want him to smother you with his tits. get some help.

lisa: YOU GUYS ARE COOL AS HELL!!!!!! as someone who relates to lisa you’re very cool. most chill people to be around and you’re definitely super smart. not lazy but just reserved. 11/10. oh btw do you use her for climbing?

diluc: do you have daddy issues? you guys definitely have a thing for the tsundere archetype and you probably like zhongli too. just admit you want diluc to do the kabedon thing on you and move on. we know what you’re like. also how does it feel being so short? i swear every diluc stan is small as hell

jean: YOU GUYS are so sweet pls whenever i play co op with a jean main it’s just like wow you’re so strong and nice and thanks for healing my entire team wow........ however although you’re so responsible you probably enjoy cancelling people on twitter for fun . sorry

venti: VENTI STANS. I LOVE YOU. is it partially because i myself am a huge venti stan? yeah no. you probably missed out on his first banner and are saving for his rerun..... same......... anyways you guys give off the best vibes n it’s always so fun to be with you. i love you all

razor: i have one question for you guys . did you either like warrior cats or were you a wolf kid?

albedo: you guys are so smart wtf !!!!!!!!! you’re so rational in co op mode too and if you have albedo you probably use him as a sub dps for your teammates bc you’re so good at reading situations........ then again you also have some weird shit going on like cmon it’s milk after cereal you psychopaths

sucrose: you either kin sucrose or are creepy sorry . ok but she’s so underrated like her passive 3........ WOAH.............. you definitely use her in spiral abyss,,, also are you a burnout successful kid who used to kiss teachers’ asses and middle school was a breeze before getting to college/university and realising that professors don’t give a shit anymore? wow who would have guessed

diona: wannabe catgirls assemble! please move on from your warrior cats phase you’re almost as bad as the razor stans but you’re adorable too. you probably want qiqi or klee but don’t have them so you’re settling for diona

barbara: thanks for healing my team in co op barbara stans !!!! you guys are genuinely so nice omg thank you for being so reliable all the time,,, do you highlight your notes so it’s more art than notes? yeah that’s what i thought

mona: ok if no one else is gonna say it i will,,, no one understands shit about your astrology thing going on. i’m a caprisun? great

bennett: YOURE ALL ADORABLE. thanks for helping us out in co op!!!! you definitely advocate for bennett rights and yes pls do,,,, we all love benny deep down!!!! you either don’t have him or have him at like C218372

fischl: jojo stans

just kidding but you all probably act like fischl irl. also did you have an emo phase

klee: ok if your favourite is klee you definitely don’t have her . waiting patiently for klee’s rerun!!!! shes just so adorable and so are you guys,,,,, so fun to be around !!!!! you probably have diluc and hate him

noelle: you guys....... the rarest of the rare. you love trying to convince people that she’s a great healer dps n everything else...... no bae you probably use her because you like geo and claymores like hmm yes i will now hit things hard with my big sword and rock power

ok onto liyue now sweats nervously

childe: you guys are ALL simps. ALL OF YOU. go n touch some grass bro!!!!! you either think he’s super sexy or you bully him and make the ed sheeran jokes (not funny) . you follow griffin burns on tiktok too dont you

zhongli: you either love him for his gentle demeanour or you want him for his fat giga dumptruck 3000. make up your minds!!!!! you guys are so clueless in co op mode but you’re hilarious. you probably have his energy recharge at like 200% so you can use his ult and hear I WILL HAVE ORDER every 4 seconds

xiao: STOP GROWLING AT PEOPLE. every xiao main is so aggressive not joking . yeah the only reason you saved for him is because you want to stare at him all day n listen to him growling . you guys genuinely scare me . no he would not hold ur hand and do cute things with you,,,,,, if given half the chance he’d probably decapitate you

ningguang: alright jeff bezos, hand over the cash. yeah so you’re either rolling in it or want to be her sugar baby. but you guys have such an intimidating aura like playing with ning mains is just .... you always build her so well she’s an absolute tank!!!!!! thanks for scaring the shit out of me but also protecting me

beidou: YOU GUYS. you’re fun to be around but i also feel like you could probably destroy me in 3 seconds flat !!!!!!!! do you hate diluc too? i love playing with you guys because all i hear is TO ASHES every 2 seconds and she’s just cool as hell so yeah i really like beidou stans. i feel like you all have her so congrats

qiqi: you’re so cute,,,,, best healer !!!! you probably love playing qiqi because her skills look so cool and you prefer playing heal/support,, if you don’t have her you just love her bc she’s so tiny . spoiler alert but do you have a thing against xiao for killing her lol

xiangling: you’re so chaotic help,, you definitely pair her with xinyan too because you give off the most uncontrollable vibes,,,,,,, did you level her to use her in the spiral abyss or do you just think polearms are neat and don’t have xiao or zhongli

xinyan: please reread xiangling paragraph but replace polearm with claymore . you like either bring me the horizon or bubblegum pop there’s no in between

chongyun: you’re all the nicest people ever and you’re so chill . you love chongyun with your whole hearts and i adore you !!!!!! the animation of him eating the popsicle melts your hearts (no pun intended) and you just think he’s really cool :( ily all

xingqiu: chongyun vibes but make it kinda unnerved . burnout successful kids 2.0 ,,,,, are you clever too? you also love xingqiu and believe he’s worthy of being a 5 star with his heal and damage reduce !!!!! he’s so helpful wtf and so are you . please stop going on about his legs though it’s highkey weird asf

keqing: COOL PERSON SYNDROME! i main this gal so i love you all . do you get as mad as i do when people say she doesn’t deserve to be a 5 star? yeah . are you a procrastinator and try and take lessons from keqing but are just so lazy? do you use her teleport because you can’t be bothered to climb mountains? yeah that’s what i thought

ganyu: you’re all the nicest people alive and i adore you all . thanks for being so kind in co op mode . every ganyu main i’ve met is so sweet and you’re all so powerful too woah....... you hate the cocogoat jokes too >:( pls mihoyo give her more attention !!!!!

scaramouche: you have rights guys we know you exist. also we know you want him to be playable. we know that you think his hat is neat. we know you love this shawty but please be quiet.

signora: wait you guys exist

hu tao: you prank people for fun like pls stop im so on edge when youre around . plus i feel you laugh at videos of babies falling over n shit,,,,,,, you cant wait for her banner but also please shut the fuck up

dainsleif: please leave me the fuck alone we did 1 (one) quest with him and you’re all obsessed with him . ok second hand dmitri from fire emblem you want a medal for being a fucking simp?

[shadyteacup]

Hi! Im the one req 7 for chuuya sorry i didint specified, i just realized it. Can i get angst prompt 7 for chuuya?

Hiya! This pained me to write, so I made it fluffy at the end... sorry if u were looking for pure angst! I can't go to sleep peacefully peacefully after writing angst, I need to clutch my soft toys and cry myself to sleep..

Warnings: Angst to fluff, maybe a swear word at the end.. dw, it's just "bish", but like the actual word.

Word count: 2006 😳yes, I got carried away

Nakahara Chuuya + “Please wake up”

Forewarning

“Don’t move, Chu.”

You grumbled against his chest. It was yet another lazy morning for the two of you. Lazy mornings consisted of waking up late, cuddling on the bed till lunch time, getting dressed and having dinner at some exotic place, going for a long drive, then coming back home. It was a perfect day for a traditional lazy day, except for the fact it was a weekday.

Chuuya sighed. He had to get to work, and so did you. You both couldn’t afford to miss any workdays, considering that you both worked for the same organization, one that didn’t hesitate to punish for untimely work. Chuuya was an executive, and so were you. You both had multiple solo missions planned out for today and one mission wherein you both had to team up. It was going to be quite a busy day, and Chuuya wanted nothing more than to just get it all over with. He was looking forward to some lazy cuddles in the evening, after both of your jobs were done.

“We have to get dressed, dove.”

He tried reasoning with you. You were a workaholic, just like him. It surprised him to see this lazy side of you. But then again, you must be tired, he thought.

“I know. But let’s bunk today!”

You looked up at him with wide eyes, hoping to convince him.

Chuckling, he pet your head affectionately.

“The mafia isn’t some school that you could just bunk. Besides, don’t you love working?”

You frowned at that. You were feeling weird today. It’s like something was forewarning you. But about what?

“I just have a bad feeling about today. I don’t know why, but I feel like something bad is going to happen.”

He sighed. He was never one to believe I such things. That was why you weren’t telling him until now.

“We work in the mafia. How worse can it get?”

“I suppose you’re right.”

You smiled, getting up to get ready.

....

“The target is in the warehouse.”

Chuuya said to you. You both were currently seated in Chuuya’ s car, parked on a hill. Your stakeout point had a clear view of an abandoned warehouse. Apparently, it was the location where a rival gang was coordinating with some members of the mafia and stealing their goods. You both had already executed the moles and had sent in one of your trusted members as a pretend mole. He would send you both a signal when he felt that the security was the weakest at the entrance. You both would then attack. He was supposed to cause a commotion in there, resulting in majority of the guards to rush inside and leave the entrance wide open for you two. Your men had already sealed all exits to ensure no one got out. Now you were both waiting for the signal.

“Yeah, no shit, Sherlock.”

Chuuya pouted at your jab.

“I was just being thorough!”

“By stating the obvious?”

“You’re so mean.”

“Says the angry redhead.”

“What has my hair got to do with anything?!”

“Your hair has got to do with everything! I-”

A sharp sound was heard. Both you and Chuuya were blinded for a second as white filled your vision. You felt your torso pinch a little. It almost felt like someone was sticking a few needles into your tummy. You heard screams. They sounded frantic. A few moments later, your vision cleared, and you saw yourself floating in the air, a frantic Chuuya saying something to you. It all sounded mangled and mixed up. If you could have laughed at the moment, you would have laughed at how funny he sounded.

The screams had turned to cries, now. You were so confused. Who was crying? And why was Chuuya pressing down on your stomach?

Looking down, you saw the blood. There was blood everywhere. It had completely soaked your shirt. Chuuya was using his ability and his hands to keep it in. He seemed hurried. His eyes were watery, and streams of tears were flowing down his cheeks.

Finally understanding the situation, you realised that you were injured. Looking down at your torso, you saw the two bullet wounds. And now, you finally felt them. The pain was overwhelming. It rushed in like water at the breaking of a dam. It completely filled you up. You now realised that those cries of pain were actually your own. You wished to have never woken from your daze. You wanted to remain oblivious. You wanted the pain to go back to mere pinpricks. It was too much. Succumbing to the enormous pain, you let your eyes shut close. You realised that your body was going to sleep. Maybe for the last time.

....

Chuuya sat in a chair next to your sleeping form. You were lying unconscious on the clean white sheets of the hospital bed. Your entire torso was covered in bandages. You had taken two bullets, one in the side and one right next to your belly button. The doctors were able to save you in time, and it was a matter of time till you gained consciousness.

Chuuya held his face in his hands. The memories of just moments prior to visiting the hospital kept running through his head. He kept seeing flashes of your blood oozing out of your body. He kept remembering the way your eyes had glazed over while he tried to apply pressure on your wounds. There was so much blood. His mere two hands were proving to be inefficient. So, he had activated his ability to push the blood back in. He had no clue if that had helped. He remembered activating his ability the moment you had let out a blood curdling scream. He had levitated you both out of the car and high up in the night sky.

He should have listened to you. Your forewarnings were right. Something terrible had ended up happening. The mole he had sent inside was found murdered by the backup team, and the head of the organization had fled. His men had taken up sniping positions all across the hills. Two of them had shot you at once. He remembered going on a mad spree and pelting boulders at all the men in his sight using his ability right before he flew to the hospital with you in his arms.

“Has she gained consciousness?”, the doctor asked as she peeked in. Chuuya had asked all medical personnel to leave him alone with his sweetheart, a little too passionately, after they were done treating you, and hence the poor doctor was a tad bit scared to check up on your vitals.

Chuuya whipped his head up.

“No.”

The doctor scrunched her brows in worry. Rushing in, she did some tests.

“I’m sorry, sir, but if the patient doesn’t wake up in another hour, we will have to declare a coma condition.”

“What?!”

The doctor jumped at his outburst, but answered him, nonetheless.

“The body is behaving as if it is already in coma. This can also be because it is repairing itself. It doesn’t necessarily have to be coma.”

She sighed.

“But, if the patient retains this state of unconsciousness, we will have to rule out a natural healing process. I suggest you try to communicate with the patient. Sit close, hold hands, maintain physical contact. Try speaking. That way, maybe the body will react to a familiar scent, touch or voice, and gain consciousness.”

Chuuya gulped, worried, and nodded.

“I understand.”

He shakily made his way to your face, observing your serene features. He hesitantly put your hair behind your ear, breathing unsteadily. He felt immense guilt and anger. He was guilty of not paying your uneasiness an ear, and he was angry because he couldn’t save you. If only he had been more vigilant, more aware of his surroundings, he would have been able to smell a rat.

“I’m so sorry. I should have listened to you. I should have been able to protect you.”

He gasped inaudibly, trying to keep his sobs in. He couldn’t stop the tears. They flowed freely down his cheeks, a symbol of his immense fear of losing you. He couldn’t bear the idea of loosing you. It might be selfish of him, but he wanted you to live, because God-forbid, if you didn’t, he wouldn’t know what to do with himself. He knew that if such a devastating situation ever occurred, he would lose all sanity and go mad. He would lose his mental balance and completely fall off the edge. He couldn’t bear to be separated from you for two days, forget the rest of his lifetime.

He caressed your cheek, smiling bitterly at your sleeping form. Nuzzling his head into the crook of your neck, he let himself truly cry. He let out all his emotions into your hair. He found comfort in your warmth. He has always felt the safest in your embrace. That’s where he could truly be himself.

He didn’t realise how long it had been when he began talking to you. Telling you how much he loved you and how he couldn’t live without you. He pondered on how he would take his life if you left him.

“I’d have to go to that stupid mackerel for guidance. But then again, he has been unsuccessful in killing himself for 22 years. He’s probably the worst suicidal guy out there.”

He was lying next to you now, cradling your frail form in his arms.

The doctor waltzed in, a serious and sorrowful expression straining her pretty features.

“Nakahara-san, I’m so sorry.”

Chuuya gritted his teeth, holding onto you tighter.

“No! There’s still a chance that-”

“Its hopeless. The patient has already been in this state for 16 hours.”

“16 hours?”

The doctor smiled sympathetically.

“I gave you a lot more time. I thought maybe the constant contact would help. But sadly, it’s out of our hands now.”

Chuuya sat up, holding your face in his large palms.

“Wake up! Wake up, damnit!”

He shook you gently, desperate to get any kind of reaction out of you.

“Nakahara-san! Please get away from the patient! You mustn’t cause any harm! Security?!”

The doctor rushed forward to pull Chuuya off of you, but he held onto you. He grabbed your arms, looping his own around them and pulling you towards him.

“Wake up!”

He rested his face on your chest, sobs escaping him.

“Please... please wake up...”

The doctor reached forward to clasp his shoulder, trying to pry him off of you.

A large gasp followed by couple of coughs were heard.

You took in a large breath, trying to swallow. Your throat was dry and scratchy.

“Y/N!”

Looking up, you saw Chuuya holding you in his arms, a relieved and surprised expression on his elegant features.

“Hey.”

Your voice sounded raspy, but it was music to his ears.

He engulfed you in a hug, one that knocked the air out of your lungs.

“She’s still a patient!”

The doctor reprimanded as the security guards pulled Chuuya off of you.

You smiled at the tiny ginger.

“I’m alive, Chu. Stop being dramatic.”

Chuuya laughed at your carefree attitude. He didn’t resist the men as they pulled him out of the room. He was relieved to see you awake. He didn’t care about anything else. Just as he was about to leave, you spoke up.

“Call Gin and tell her that I’m not dead!”

“You don’t need to call me, idiot. I was waiting right outside.”

You smiled as she walked in, giving you a hug.

“Why does she get to go in but not me?!”

Chuuya whined.

“Hey Gin, guess what?”

Gin smiled at you, sitting at the edge of your bed at the nurses did their check-ups.

“What?”

“I’m alive, bitch!”

Your snickers could be heard till the hallway, where the rest of your friends were seated. Shaking his head, Tachihara snickered.

“Good ol’ Y/N.”

[strawberrymilkgeorge]

Scribbles (bugsygames x gn!reader)

word count: 1.1k warning: swearing, soulmate au, bugsy is the love interest as she should be

masterlist

a/n: bugsy x reader. thank the discord for this one, bugsy simps. happy april 1st even though bugsy being a real person shouldn’t be a joke. she should be real. she deserves to be real. 

y/n is the gn reader and bugsy is only referred to as bugsy (confusing bc she's y/n in bts but it's fine it's fine)

soulmate au where what you write on your skin appears on your soulmates skin. i made my own rules so i hope they make sense but they aren’t super important so it’s probably fine if you don’t understand lol

bugsy handwriting in italic, y/n handwriting in bold 

___

"Y/n?"

Your eyes were glued to your hand, wide and unbelieving as your friends spoke in your ears.

"Y/nnn?" George sang lightly. "Quackity, I think they might have left."

"They're still in the call," Quackity noted.

Did you draw that smiley face on your hand? Definitely not, it looked too neat compared to your lazy scrawl.

"Yeah, but maybe they left their desk or something. Anyway, chat, we'll get them to answer that when they come back but I'm 98% sure they said they've never talked to their soulmate. And yeah, Quackity and I haven't yet either."

"One time, I was so sure that I had something written on my arm but it turned out I fell asleep on my homework and it rubbed off on my arm," Quackity said with a laugh. "Probably a good thing or else their first words to me would have been about the flaws and successes of the American judicial system."

George laughed loudly and you wanted to speak, but you still couldn't look away from the small scribbles by your thumb. You let a small laugh out and the boys noted your return to the real world.

"Oh, they're back. Did you hear what happened, Y/n?" George asked.

"Uh, kinda. I was here, I just zoned out."

"A dono asked if any of us have talked to our soulmate before."

"Um..."

"Wait, have you?" Quackity asked.

"No... but I just found something I definitely never drew on myself," you said with a nervous laugh. You had always dreamed of the day you'd meet your soulmate and now that it was here, you didn't know what to do. "I guess the stomachache I felt earlier was the soul connection, not the flu."

"WHAT?" George yelled. "No way! What does it say?"

"I'm not talking about my soulmate marks on stream, George. It literally just happened."

"Okay, fair. We can move on. Do you have any magma blocks I can have?"

"Um, yeah, hold on," you said, clearly distracted as you kept staring at your thumb. "I'm trying to find a pen first."

"I can't believe Y/n would rather talk to their soulmate than us," Quackity teased dramatically. "That's so rude."

"Quackity, shut up!" You laughed but grabbed a pen and ripped off the cap, hesitating before copying their doodle smiley face in your own sloppy script, along with a small message, hello there.

New ink appeared almost immediately, sending butterflies to your stomach. "Okay, I'm gonna go," you decided after reading their greeting. "You understand."

"No, I don't!" Quackity joked. "We're your friends! They're a stranger!"

"You'll understand one day when you get to talk to your freaking SOULMATE."

"Wait, magma blocks!" George reminded and you quickly told him where they were in your base. "Thanks."

"You're welcome. Bye, sorry for leaving."

"It's all good, go get that dick or get that pussy or whatever," Quackity joked.

"QUACKITY!"

He laughed loudly in response and George joined him.

"Bye, guys. Bye, chat!" You disconnected soon after and ripped off your headphones as you grabbed the pen and sat on your bed.

You found the hi :) they had last written and wrote underneath it sloppily, I'm y/n, what's your name?

do you mind if i hold off on telling you that? i'd rather get to know you first :)

of course! sorry I'm very excited!

it's okay! they wrote back quickly. i'm just kinda shy :P

well you sound really sweet, you wrote on the outside of your forearm.

hehe thanks

pronoun checkk? i'm she/her

they/them, you wrote before adding, this is so cool, I can't believe we already have the connection, my parents didn't get connected until their 30s

i know!! she wrote underneath. i didn't expect to get a soulmate for another few years at least!

i've always been so confused about when your soul connects with someone else?

there are two parts, a) you have to have similar interests and b) you have to be two relationships away from each other. so you know someone who knows someone who knows me

and you and I have similar interests

im bad at explaining :/

so one of us finally made the connection by making a new friend i guess? or getting a new hobby?

You found her message about not explaining well and wrote a small reassuring note next to it, you explained perfectly, before writing your new message under the most recent.

i haven't met anyone recently, have you?

You waited for a response and smiled when you saw the word leg written next to your last sentence. You glanced at your legs to see her response above your knee. You guys were definitely running out of space quickly.

I've met a few people... if it's who i think it is, do you happen to like... minecraft?

oh gosh yes?? who do you know??

I’ve always wanted to ask someone this

y/n, are you friends with georgenotfound?

YES?

NO WAY. I WAS HALF JOKING

WAIT REALLY YOU'RE FRIENDS WITH HIM TOO?

I met Sap recently so since he's friends with him and you're friends with him, that’s why we got connected!!!

You laughed as you looked down at your arms and legs, which were getting crowded with pen scribbles. You and your soulmate had only talked for about ten minutes and were already a mess. Maybe you two should have planned out the space better.

wait... do you know who bugsy is?

YES! I love her so much, I haven't met her yet but I want to so bad

Your soulmate hadn't responded so you kept writing.

I keep trying to get people to introduce me but none of my friends have met her yet

Y/n... you just did

what

nice to meet you, y/n, im bugsy :)

I'M SO EMBARASSED NOW OH GOSH

don't be!!! I've seen a few streams with you in them and you sound so sweet

do you wanna talk on discord or something? I'm running out of space

You wrote your Discord number next to her last message and ran back to your computer, waiting for her friend request. What are the odds that your soulmate would happen to be the streamer you adored from day one? You needed to find out how to keep your cool so you didn't scare her away.

You let out a small scream as an incoming call came from her. "Oh no," you said to yourself before breathing deeply and hitting accept.

"Hi, Y/n!" she chirped happily and you swore you almost evaporated.

"H-hey," you stammered out, slapping your forehead after. "Sorry, I just... I've been dreaming about having a soulmate for so long, and now that it's you I just..."

"I'm nervous too," she admitted. "Your voice is so cute."

"Holy shit," you muttered and she giggled in response. You played with your hands in your lap and noticed ink spreading across the back of your right hand. She was drawing little hearts all over it, making your own heart beat faster. "It's been twenty minutes and I'm pretty sure you're already going to kill me."

[mydearestshinobu]

ˏˋ°•*⁀➷SPECIAL DAY

(A/N): This is so rush and I might edit this later sorry if this doesn't make sense but listen, this one is a very special cause in a few minutes my Graduation will start so i'm treating myself ok. THIS CONCEPT THINGY IS EVERYTHING I WANTED AND I WANTED TO APOLOGIZE TO SHINOBU, SHE'S VERY DISSAPOINTED IN ME IN THE PAST FEW DAYS BECAUSE OF JOE. I STILL LOVE YOU SHINOBU.

edit: i didn't edit cause im too lazy lmao

↬ Modern AU! Shinobu x Fem!Graduate reader

Warning(s): none!

: ̗̀➛ You didn't expect that Shinobu, your best friend, would come to your Graduation day, you thought she will be busy because of school works but that seems isn’t to be the case.

: ̗̀➛ She will accompany you for the rest of the day. She’ll ask you what do you want to do and go for it!

: ̗̀➛ So you decided to just go and drive anywhere, and she agrees to it of course. She believed that today is your special day (it is!) there is no way she’ll decline.

: ̗̀➛ Shinobu will prepare everything! It's like she’s spoiling you. Lots of pillows, blankets, snacks everything! She’ll even stop by in the flower shop to buy you a bouquet for your hard work.

: ̗̀➛ Sound trip! you would sing and shout like it's releasing your stress after all that hardship you go through. Shinobu will casually sing along and honestly, you prefer to listen to Shinobu’s voice rather than the singer of the song.

: ̗̀➛ She will take a lot of pictures as if she’s creating an album (which she is.) She will secretly record you singing too.

: ̗̀➛ Girl talks! Both of you will chat for a long time. You casually ask her how are her studies which she brags about her high grades.

: ̗̀➛ Then when the night falls, both of you will see the city lights. She’ll lay her head on your shoulder as both of you enjoy the comforting silence.

: ̗̀➛ Both of you also watch the stars! She will trace the constellations and she’ll teach you about it.

“Then, that’s Pisces right?” you asked as you traced the Pisces pattern.

Her purple eyes followed your index finger into the sky, you seemed to be pointing at nothing, but the inky blackness of the night is shimmering with endless stars. She stares up, searching for the constellation you must be tracing at and saw it.

“Where is it? I don’t see it (Y/N)”

“You saw it Shinobu.” You lightly slapped her thigh and she laughed.

Both of you continue to watch the stars with a comforting silence. As you watch the stars, you finally tell her.

“Hey, Shinobu. Thank you.”

“For what?” She looked at you but you didn’t look at her. You continued to stare at the stars.

“For being here. To be honest, I didn’t expect that you spend your time with me on my Graduation day. It was fun; memorable actually.” You looked at her “Thank you so much. Shinobu.”

She smiled at you. You noticed that her smile has hidden intentions but you decided to ignore it. “Well, I did skip class to spend time with you.”

“and I appreciated tha— wait, what?” Blood drains from your face.

“I’m just kidding (Y/N)” She grinned at you, trying to hold her laughed at your reaction.

“Oh come on Shinobu!” You glared at her. “Don’t ruin the mood!”

“It's rare to see you showing gratitude (Y/N). Normally you complain.”

“It's because it's who I am! Gosh! Shinobu I’ll never do this again, I was being–”

Your eyes widened as she kisses you, her lips press against yours a split second later. The taste of chips she bought mixed with a hint of something tangy and sweet. You don’t recognize that taste, but it reminds you of the wistfulness you feel when gazing upon the stars, shining sparkly.

You closed your eyes as you deepen the kiss. You sigh into her mouth and she into yours. Exchanging that soothing hum of sound. You finally feel the need to resurface for air and pull back.

You opened your eyes and looked at her. Your face turning into 50 shades of red.

“You’re adorable.”

“W-Why did you kiss me?”

“To shut you up. You enjoyed it don’t you?”

“…yes. But why a kiss?” The first one is barely audible but Shinobu swears that she heard it.

“Because I have a romantic feelings for you (Y/N). I love you” This time she was being serious, you didn’t see any intentions. You wanted to ruin the mood just like she ruined earlier but your conscience prevented you to do that. Instead, You placed your hand on the back of her neck and kissed her. Her eyes widened for a moment and she kissed back.

She surrenders herself to your touch and doesn’t find herself thinking for any length of time after that.

[themorphine]

Jealous Darling

based on a prompt that was asked my @emikadreams that was:jealous feysand!! Feyre encountering Rhys's ex-lover somewhere and Rhys being all comfy with them (maybe a male lover?) and Feyre being jealous and sad seeing their relationship

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Feyre wasn’t someone who tended to get jealous. It was weird, for she had a mate who was very handsome and attractive. (She never said that to his face because his ego did not need it.) He was also the most powerful High Lord in Prythian’s history, so obviously, people would try and sleep with him.

It never bothered Feyre. It never did because she knew that Rhysand loved her and only her. She knew from the little notes he sent her on her nightstand, or the bubbles he put in her bath when she had a rough day

But what Feyre never realized that Rhysand had had past lovers. That he had loved people before her. Subconsciously she thinks she knew this all along but refused to accept it.

Now here she was brimming with jealousy, her vision going red. Here she was across the room watching Rhysand talking to a past lover of his. The man was beautiful and looked like he was from the day court. She made a mental note to ask Helion if he knew him

She wanted to run up to them and kiss Rhysand hard, showing that man who he was with, who he was mated to. But she forced herself not to, and just sat there, her stare a brand at Rhysand’s back.

The worst thing though was that he looked comfortable with him. He looked as if they were having fun, and with Feyre’s hazy vision, she saw that as being together. Not once had Rhysand come up to ask her if she was ok, not once had he gone to her mind. There was something behind that jealousy, a deep, dark sadness. She shoved that sadness away and turned it into anger.

She turned to leave, heading toward her and Rhysand’s room. She ignored the questioning look Mor gave her, with a little bit of concern as she climbed up the stairs. She thought Rhysand being comfortable with that male was the worst part, but really it was that he didn’t notice her leave.

*~*

Feyre had just changed into a comfortable set of night clothes when she heard Rhysand come in. She ignored him and went to put her dirty clothes in her hamper. Rhysand flicked his fingers and the clothes became clean, on the hanger in her closet now. She would have rolled her eyes or made a remark, but she didn’t, didn’t want to.

“Feyre Darling, what's wrong? Did I do something?” His voice was laced with concern like actually didn’t know what was wrong. That tipped her over the edge.

“What's wrong? What's wrong is that I have to sit through a party while you talk to one of your ex-lovers, while you-you act so comfortable with them, and I couldn’t do anything. And you know what the best thing is Rhysand, you didn’t even care.” Her eyes were filled with jealousy, jealousy that he could be so at ease with someone other than her.

His eyes flashed with understanding, mouth popping into a silent o.  “Feyre Darling, I did notice you were mad, but you were the one who shoved me out.”

It was her turn to gape at him, she shut him out? H-

“Before you chuck something at me, let me explain. The person I was talking to was the Emissary of the Day Court. And yes, he was a lover of mine, but I needed to keep our alliances strong. He, was still a bit mad about me leaving him, so I had to act more, friendly to keep him from punching me. If you really looked, you would have seen that I was nervous, but for some, well this reason you blocked me out, so I had no choice but to stay. I love you Feyre, so so so so much, I ache for you. No one will ever replace you, for you are the love of my life. You are beautiful and radiant and wonderful.”

He was close to me now, his hands cupping my face. I still stared wide-eyed at him, shocked at what had really happened. I smiled sheepishly at him, embarrassed at myself. I hugged him tightly, and he did the same, not letting go.

I love you and I'm sorry, I said to him through his mental shields,

He chuckled, It's alright Feyre Darling, you're cute when you're jealous

Before I could say anything, he crushed himself to me tighter, muffling the wide arrange of curse words I was muttering at him. I hugged him tighter though, happy knowing I was his one true love

*~*

I hope you enjoyed it!!! I loved writing this :)

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@feysandandnyxsworld

@that-sociopathic-hufflepuff

@emikadreams

@highladysith

@cardansfae

@story-scribbler

(also i will post it on ao3 and fanfic.net tmrw im too lazy to do it rn and its 11:33 pm here ;-;)