thechaoticplayer

[thechaoticplayer]

A few seconds of a tiny bunny doing important bunny work.

[thechaoticplayer]

cookies kaisen

[thechaoticplayer]

I miss you

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Genre : angsty- ish

Tw : none

Pairing : Ike Eveland x reader

Characters : you and ike

Story : last goodbye

You didn't really remember falling asleep. All you remember was that feeling of heaviness as your head hit the pillow.

You woke up, the soft scent of flowers rushing to your face.

The world around you is covered in golden light, a warm feeling that feels like it's been with you your whole life. You blink, confused, and realize you're in a garden. This wasn't any garden though, atleast not one you know. But it felt strangely familiar, as if it was something taken from an old picture book.

And then you hear it.

A small chuckle.

Your feet moved on its own, as if knowing the place, you walked over to the source of the sound. Two swings hang on a tree branch, slowly swaying. One of them was occupied.

A boy, no older than 10, sat on the swing. Pale hair, round glasses that were clearly too big for him, and a small smile that you'd recognize anytime.

Ike.

You blink. You try to open your mouth, to ask what this was, how he was here, but nothing came out at all.

He just sat on the swing as he stared back at you, a soft smile on his face. He tilted his head and motioned for you to sit on the unoccupied swing.

So you do.

You sit on the swing, the ropes creaking as you slowly let down your weight on the swing. The breeze carried the smell of something sweet, the smell of candy, or perhaps an old memory. You glance at Ike, or atleast, the child version of him. Someone you missed more than words could even describe.

He looked at you with those soft blue eyes, and just wait silently.

So you speak, you didn't even know when to begin.

"I've been tired lately. Not the kind sleep would fix—just heavy, you know?" You look down at your hands, a weird feeling swirling in your body. "Sometimes I catch myself looking at our old messages. As if rereading them would make you reply."

He swung slowly beside you, watching your face with that same expression— one you'd never expect to see from a ten-year-old.

"I had this joke I wanted to tell you," you say, a chuckle escaping your throat. "It was bad, like I can tell you for sure that you'd shake your head at me. But then, I remembered that you weren't–" You stop, feeling a lump blocking your throat from talking.

"Do you want to tell me now?" He asked, a quiet voice.

You laugh a little, surprised. "Okay, uhm... What did the semicolon say to the period?"

"What did it say?"

"I'm not done with you yet."

There was a moment of silence, then Ike wheezes, his small body shook with laughter, his head thrown back and everything.

"That's such an awful joke" he got out between giggles. "You're right! I would have shook my head and sighed at you."

You smile, but it quickly fades. Eyes averting to the floor.

"I've been pretending everything's okay." You admit. "Like if I smile enough or joke enough, the ache won't get to me. But it does, it always does."

Ike doesn't speak for a while.

When you glance at him again, his hands were gripping the swing ropes, and he's looking up at the sky.

Then he looks back at you. "You don't have to pretend when you're with me."

That's when you finally took a good look at him. Really pay attention. The sunlight reflecting in his glasses, how his feet can't even touch the ground, and how he was barely big enough to sit on the swing.

And you whisper the truth. "I miss you."

He turns to you, a soft smile displayed on his face.

"I know"

And then—

You wake up.

The room is quiet, and your chest ached in a tender way. You didn't remember everything. Just flashes, the garden, the sun, and his smile.

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<- MASTERLIST

-> I miss you, ike, thank you and good luck on your future journeys

[thechaoticplayer]

[thechaoticplayer]

fanfic writing culture isn’t “oh dang! I wanted to write about this prompt with this character but someone else already wrote it, so now I can’t”.

fanfic writing culture is always “two cakes is better than one. the more the merrier. there can ever be enough fics of this character with this prompt!”

[thechaoticplayer]

“What if I write it and it’s bad-”

WHAT IF YOU WRITE IT AND ITS GOOD? WHAT IF YOU WRITE IT AND ITS EXACTLY WHAT YOU WANTED? WHAT THEN????

[thechaoticplayer]

You’re not depressed. You just need $250,000 in your bank account.

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[thechaoticplayer]

mutuals can always dm me but be warned i talk like your coworker who is trying too hard to get to know you and my response times are akin to the response times you might get if we were communicating by letter

[thechaoticplayer]

[thechaoticplayer]

Emotional Walls Your Character Has Built (And What Might Finally Break Them)

(How your character defends their soft core and what could shatter it) Because protection becomes prison real fast.

✶ Sarcasm as armor. (Break it with someone who laughs gently, not mockingly.) ✶ Hyper-independence. (Break it with someone who shows up even when they’re told not to.) ✶ Stoicism. (Break it with a safe space to fall apart.) ✶ Flirting to avoid intimacy. (Break it with real vulnerability they didn’t see coming.) ✶ Ghosting everyone. (Break it with someone who won’t take silence as an answer.) ✶ Lying for convenience. (Break it with someone who sees through them but stays anyway.) ✶ Avoiding touch. (Break it with accidental, gentle contact that feels like home.) ✶ Oversharing meaningless things to hide real depth. (Break it with someone who asks the second question.) ✶ Overworking. (Break it with forced stillness and the terrifying sound of their own thoughts.) ✶ Pretending not to care. (Break it with a loss they can’t fake their way through.) ✶ Avoiding mirrors. (Break it with a quiet compliment that hits too hard.) ✶ Turning every conversation into a joke. (Break it with someone who doesn’t laugh.) ✶ Being everyone’s helper. (Break it when someone asks what they need, and waits for an answer.) ✶ Constantly saying “I’m fine.” (Break it when they finally scream that they’re not.) ✶ Running. Always running. (Break it with someone who doesn’t chase, but doesn’t leave, either.) ✶ Intellectualizing every feeling. (Break it with raw, messy emotion they can’t logic away.) ✶ Trying to be the strong one. (Break it when someone sees the weight they’re carrying, and offers to help.) ✶ Hiding behind success. (Break it when they succeed and still feel empty.) ✶ Avoiding conflict at all costs. (Break it when silence causes more pain than the truth.) ✶ Focusing on everyone else’s healing but their own. (Break it when they hit emotional burnout.)

[thechaoticplayer]

so it turns out that time actually does go by faster as you get older. just like how adults told me it would when i was younger. pisses me off

[thechaoticplayer]

[thechaoticplayer]

Thanks for feeding me some yummy niji smut fics they were delicious 🥴

HDHEUDHDIS HELLO???

YOURE WELCOME OMG THIS IS SO NICE

[thechaoticplayer]

i am nooooot locked the fuck in. im locked the fuck out. call the locksmith

[thechaoticplayer]

i got anaxa on second pull get better

[thechaoticplayer]

hai. i love you :)

hey.

Love ya too. Stinky.