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Daisuke x gn reader
I don't think a gender is mentioned... but I usually write fem reader so..
Just a quick fluff n comfort drabble
You met Daisuke on the pony express space freighter. You didn't expect to really enjoy the job, but with him there, it was somewhat enjoyable. Not only because of him either, the other crew members had quite the personalities too. Over the months spent together, you grew to know them all pretty well. You connected with Daisuke more, though, probably because you both were pretty young and interns.
With very few options on who to talk to, you found yourself with Daisuke the most. During breaks, at night, even on the job, you found ways to check up on him. Swansea would get annoyed with the both of you, irritated when you'd distract Daisuke from his chores. You were sorry, but not really.
Getting to see Daisuke on the job was thrilling. When he'd be using tools, the way his arms would flex when tightening bolts. The way he'd groan when frustrated because he didn't understand what Swansea was trying to explain to him.
The more you filed through the things you enjoyed about Daisuke, the more clear it became to you that you might like him. Your eyes widened at the realization, and you tapped your pointer fingers together while holding the clipboard Anya handed you.
"Something wrong?"
Anya questioned with concern. You looked up to see her staring back at you. She was seated at the desk in medical, looking at you as you stood next to her. You scrambled to reply.
"Uh, no! Yeah, sorry, just.. thinking."
You tapped the end of your pen against your lip, smiling sheepishly at Anya.
"Need a reevaluation?" She joked.
You giggled at her comment, shaking your head. She smiled before looking back down at her notes.
"Is it Daisuke?"
Your heart jumped at the mention of his name. Your eyes flickered to Anya, your head turning with delay. She didn't even have to look at you to know that she was correct. You watched as her smile grew.
"It is, isn't it?"
Your eyes widened, and a frown appeared on your face.
"What? What's Daisuke?"
You asked stupidly, your clammy hands gripping at the clipboard. She scoffed and finally turned back to you, her chair swiveling. She looked at you with a raised brow.
"What's on your mind. Daisuke's what you're thinking so hard about."
She had a shit eating grin on her face. She knew she was right, so why continue to tease you about it?
Your jaw slacked open, and an imminent blush painted your cheeks.
"Gosh, can you be any more obvious?" she shook her head with a smile.
"I don't know what you're talking about!" You exclaimed with angry brows.
It only took one glance from her for you to fold and cover your red face with the clipboard.
"Okay...you might be right." You mumbled.
"Yeah, I knew that already"
You let out a long groan. Dropping the clipboard from your face and facing Anya once again. With your hands lazily hanging by your sides, you stood by her awkwardly.
"How'd you know before me?" You whined.
She rolled her eyes at you playfully.
"Are you seriously asking that? You're always with him, even during work hours, and you just stare at him sometimes -"
"Okay! That's enough!" You interrupted.
She giggled at the way your face heated up. She crossed one leg over the other while swiveling back and forth in her seat slightly.
"You should tell him"
You couldn't look her in the eyes. The way your heart fluttered was embarrassing. It felt like you were outside the freighter and couldn't breathe for a second. Anya must've noticed because she began snickering, trying to hold down her laughs.
"I-I'm gonna go now, okay?" You joked, but actually wanted to leave.
She nodded, waving her hand.
"Yeah, go ahead. I can take care of this"
You frowned in consideration, but she shooed you away, so you ended up walking out of medical.
The pumping in your heart grew in pace as you walked into the lobby area. You looked at the big daytime screen and tried to calm your breathing. Closing your eyes and inhaling slowly. You did this often, missing the feeling of the suns warmth on your skin and the soft breeze of wind. You thought you managed to gaslight yourself into feeling a ray of sunshine on your skin when you felt warmth. You opened your eyes to see the source.
"Boo."
Daisuke was standing right in front of you. You jumped with a yelp, almost stumbling over. He began laughing hard, leaning forward and putting a hand on your shoulder while the other wrapped around himself. You felt your body grow stiff as a board. Both of you were pretty touchy normally, but now that you realized you might like him, touch felt different.
"I'm surprised you didn't hear me walk up to you! Though, I am pretty sneaky like a ninja."
Daisuke winked at you, and you had to look away. Feeling too many emotions and sensations in your body. You wanted to mention how you felt his warm presence, but thought that sounded weird.
"That's how I steal the sweetner packets, but shhh don't tell anyone.."
He whispered to you, and you nodded.
"I won't," you affirmed with a smile.
He finally let go of your shoulder with a laugh. You let out a relieved sigh underneath your breath before he continued talking.
"What're you doing out here anyways? Aren't you supposed to be working right now?"
"Yeah, well..aren't you?"
".. Got me there"
You both laugh together. When it dies down, you walk over to the couch and plop down. Daisuke not so surprisingly follows you and sits down right next to you. Awkward silence ensues. Usually, you're able to spark up conversation easily, but you can't bring yourself to say anything.
He tapped his leg seemingly anxiously. This made you feel like he was waiting for you to say something. You were going to or at least planned to... maybe in an unsure thought. You bit the inside of your lips, rolling them between your teeth.
"Daisuke.."
He immediately perked up to the sound of his name. He looked over at you with a small smile.
"Yeah?"
"Um.. I.."
Your voice came out sounding small and shaky no matter how hard you tried to stop it.
"I like you, like a lot..."
You wanted to sink into the couch, or even better you hoped the ship would crash. He stared at you with an unreadable expression, his eyes only boring into you.
"Really...? You..you like me?"
He pointed to himself in disbelief. You stared at him, dumbfounded. Did he think you were out of his league or something? You thought the contrary.
"Yeah? why?" You couldn't help but ask.
He chuckled, messing with the collar of his shirt.
"I just...that's hard to believe. You're so pretty."
Your face flushed at his words, and you laughed to hide it.
"Am I the first person you used that line on?" You teased.
"No," He replied a bit too quickly for your liking.
When your face dropped, he cackled. He explained that he was joking, but the idea that he had been with someone before hurt for some reason. You wanted him to be all yours, as selfish as it sounded you didn't want anyone else to experience love with him other than you.
"So, do you like me back?"
You asked, feeling insecure. He responded with a smile and a nod.
"Yeah. Sorry if it wasnt obvious enough"
For a moment, you forgot you were on a freighter with other people. It felt like it was only you and him in space. You teared up, trying to laugh it off, but the truth is this wasn't something you could easily gloss over. You really liked him, and the fact that he reciprocated those feelings hit you like a space freighter. He looked at you with concern when you started sobbing and laughing at the same time.
Your breathes were interrupted by hiccups as the laughter became overpowered by sobbing.
"Woah, are you..." he paused, instead wrapping his arm around you.
You just about wailed, trying to laugh instead, but more tears escaped your eyes in dismay.
"I'm sorry, I'm trying not to cry," you whimpered.
He giggled lightheartedly, patting your arm as he pulled you closer. Your cheek pressed against his shoulder.
"It's okay, I know it's a lot to bag someone like me"
You snickered, pushing him away playfully.
"Oh, shut up!"
You smiled wide, wiping tears off your face. You just couldn't cry around him. He always made you smile and feel giddy. You felt like a little kid with a crush.
"You seriously okay?"
"Seriously."
He smiled at your response. You pulled him into an intimate hug. Your arms wrapped around him tightly like he would disappear if you let go. He wrapped you into his own embrace, and you both enjoyed the feeling of your bodies against each other.
+ Quick sketch by me
based on @crazymothlady 's post bc it made me lose it
"ALL I WANNA DO IS GET HIGH BY THE BEACH!"
⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚— HUMAN FYODOR X SIREN FEM READER
✮ ⋆ ˚｡𖦹 ⋆｡°✩SUMMARY: A man with a haunting past and a dead lover has already lost hope in all of humanity. He originally wanted to save humanity, not until the only person he loved the most perished because of it. Avenging of what he can, he does heinous crimes and carry a hatred towards humanity due to the loss of his lover.
𓂃 ࣪˖ ཐིཋྀ — ANGST + HORROR + ROMANCE + PSYCHOLOGY
A/N: Im gonna make this fanfic quite short since I've been busy and drained.. Please enjoy the read<3!
( ၴႅၴ+WARNINGS! : DRUG USAGE, MURDER, DEATH (+ nickname usage, - Lyubov' (love) & Ангел (angel)
Being somebody who is considered 'immortal' wasn't easy, you see the people you love die easily.
Originally, fyodor wanted to save humanity, he believed that everyone needed saving except the people who abused the abilities that was bestowed onto them by the heavens.
He only loved ONE person, a woman who has gained his interest and his affection. The love he had was unconditional and affectionate, a raging storm that was shined upon with the everlasting moonlight. And that was all YOU.
But one day, you needed to visit a certain island due to your studies, being the lover fyodor was, he was quite skeptical and paranoid that something may happen to you, but he didn't wanna cut off your freedom as he does love you dearly.. So he let you off.
With a kiss on the hand and a cheek, you leave the house with a suitcase, on your way to the ship that you were going on, it was a ship controlled by a wealthy and powerful dictator, who the DOSTOEVSKY wasn't fond of.
The ship set sailed in ease..
A few days later, fyodor received a message that the ship went missing. Including you. And the only person who survived it was no other than the dictator himself.
Fyodor clutched his fists as he read through the letter, it wasn't often he was enranged like this, but the melancholic feeling of his lover missing consumed him, how could he let this happen? He should've never let you on in the ship.
Eventually thats when he became a ruthless man, he was already making ability users perish but the only thing he admired and adored the most has been taken away from him, he had a plan. A plan to kill the dictator.
He was used to hiding, but he didn't want to anymore. He'd do anything to avenge your death. Your body wasn't even found.
⁺‧₊˚ஓ༻𓆩♡𓆪༺ஓ˚₊‧⁺
Years passed by, population went down due to his sprees, this void in him was eating him alive.
Every neck he slashed and every shot he has taken was all for you.
He walked through the jagged rocks of the beach, trying to get away from his past. He wanted to forget about it, but he didn't wanna forget you. He walked groggily, he recently took some Lysergic acid diethylamide, he wanted to lay off of life for a second and forget his surroundings. He wasn't normally this disheveled and unhinged, but your death really took a toll on him.
The wind howled through the decaying coastal town, carrying with it the scent of salt and the distant, mournful cries of the sea. Fyodors face gaunt and hollow-eyed, stumbled along the cobblestone streets, the weight of the past dragging at his every step. He had come to this place seeking something anything that could fill the void left by the death of his wife. But in his search for solace, he had found only darkness.
He took another blotter paper with LSD, he walked till the end of the coast line, nobody was around as the numbing feeling of the substance took over his chest, that dulled tha pain he endured. His legs were cut and he was pale and skinny, you were always the one who was taking care of him that he forgot what to eat, drink and how to sleep.
He looked at the moon with half lidded eyes and soft breathing before hearing a familiar voice. The singing was melodic and smooth to hear, a voice that had the same pitch, tone, and key to yours. This can't be real right?
He immediately walks over to the sound, trying to find it. The sky was oddly colorful today. It was a deep blue. He walked over and he hears it getting louder, he breathes heavily. Running towards the sound, he didn't wanna speak yet. He had to find out himself, were you still alive? After all these years?
With unsteady steps, he descended the rocky path to the shore, the waves crashing violently against the rocks. There, in the shallow waters, stood a figure, bathed in the ghostly light of the moon. Her hair tangled and damp, her skin beautiful and glistening with the spray of the sea. But it was her eyes. those familiar, haunting eyes—.. that stopped fyodor in his tracks.
"Lyubov'.." he muttered with wide eyes and disbelief, his sadness washing away from his chest.
His breath caught in his throat. It couldn’t be. Yet, as he looked at her, he was certain that this was his wife, that returned to him from beyond the grave. His heart swelled with a mix of joy and sorrow, his mind reeling with the impossibility of it all.
“fedya.. ” you whispered with a teasing grin, your voice a soft, melodic echo of the song that had called him. breath caught in his throat. It couldn’t be. Yet, as he looked at her, he was certain—this was his wife.. His beloved lover, That returned to him from beyond the grave. His heart swelled with a mix of joy and sorrow, his mind reeling with the impossibility of it all.
“You came back Ангел..!” he choked out, walking toward you with an admiring grin. “I knew you would come back."
The siren, his wife, smiled, a sad, distant expression that seemed almost… wrong.
“I never left, fedya. I've been here all along. Awaiting for your arrival, my dear." you whispered softly in his ear.
He fell to his knees in the icy cold water, reaching out to touch her. His hand trembled as it brushed against your cheek, you leaned into his touch, your skin cold, damp, and scaley..yet familiar.
He grinned gently, wrapping his hands on your waist, admiring your beautiful face. This is what dreams are made of right? Everything felt completely right. His eyes were filled with adoration and solace. The gaping void in his chest was filled once again, he was finally with you. His wife.
"I've done alot of things in the past, im afraid. But i did it all for you." he caressed your skin, but it felt.. Hard and cold. He ignored that, he just wanted to be with you, to touch you, to love you all over again. "I want you to understand, lyubov'. If you come back amd see the way things are now, don't be afraid."
His eyes were locked onto yours, tucking a piece of your hair behind your finned ears. He looked down, seeing your scaley tail. He didn't care of you weren't human anymore.
You lean onto him, "I'm back now.. Come with me instead, into the depths of the ocean." he nods, his gaze locked onto yours, "let go, and be with me.. Forever. In the sea. We'll love again,"— he nodded, his thumb caressing your cheek as he held your waist securely. "we'll laugh again, and we'll be together. Forever."
His heart pounded in his chest, his breath coming in ragged gasps. He had yearned for this moment, to be reunited with you, to finally find peace and have you in his arms. He leaned in, his lips brushing against yours, cold and salty like the sea.. But how beautiful you were..
But as he kissed you, he felt nothing but bones. He felt something hard, it wasn't the soft lips that he would kiss every night.
No.
It wasn't.
The substances effect slowly faded away, he looked back at you.. his eyes wide with horror. The figure before him was no longer his wife, no longer the ethereal beauty who had called to him from the sea. She was something else!- something twisted and grotesque. Your bones were pale, bloated, mottled with decay, and your eyes.. those eyes.. were empty, hollow sockets.
This was not a reincarnation of you as a siren. It was your remains. Your rotting missing cadaver that had washed up on shore. Your boned were waterlogged and broken, her limbs twisted at unnatural angles. The crashing waves of the oceans was evident that it crushed your body. The waves and smell of the sea surrounded him as he held your decaying bones.
He looked at your ring finger. It still had the ring he proposed to you with, a patch of grey rotting skin was under the ring. Your skin, that he worshipped and adored the most. His breath was jagged and he held your hand, a single tear dropping down his eye.
The corpse stared back at him with empty eyes, her mouth twisted into a mockery of the smile he loved. He looks down and he held your decaying body close, leaning his head onto your shoulder.
"I.. I will then. If you want it, I'll do it."
It was all a hallucination. But he didn't want to believe that. He believed it was still you. He carried your rotting bones in bridal style, like he did during your wedding day.
He took another dose of his substances and he walked deeper into the ocean.
Deeper.
And deeper..
And deeper.
A/N: the color of the theme is blue and white, completely different from my theme which is red and black..but i wanted to change it up abit. Thanks for reading. This actually made me sad abit..
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Lowkey grateful for the fact that pinterest is slowly collapsing because i always wanted to move in to tumblr with my dear moots.
concept: Tom Riddle is working on slowly gaining influence and gathering followers in Slytherin. He only shares his heritage with his most trusted confidants. Everything is going well for him until a time-traveling Harry Potter with absolutely no fucks to give strolls into Slytherin house wearing a huge snake Britney Spears style and immediately claims to be the Heir of Slytherin. Harry takes people on tours to the Chamber of Secrets, lets his friends ride on the Basilisk's back, taunts Tom in parseltongue, and Tom loses his mind.
misunderstanding🏳️⚧️ (dialogue in the alt text if you can't read my handwriting)
James: My kink is doing stupid shit and watching Regulus speed-run the five stages of grief as he realizes that he still wants to date me.
My friend translate it from Japanese to Chinese, so I translate it from Chinese to English. Dunno the artist, just saw it on Tumblr. This is the post if you want to read Japanese. Also, if anyone would like to help translate wammys’ Japanese doujinshi, please message me, let’s work together!
your honour their married and thats their child
this took forever. i can’t stop drawing this au, i don’t know what’s happenign to me
L woulda been out there serial killing too but he had a vitamin d deficiency and everytime he stood up he got overwhelmed by the shrimp colors
Funniest possible song from Bill's POV toward Ford is "Hello" by Adele.
imagine if instead of taunting Ford in Mabelcorn, Bill had approached him like this. would it work no. would it be hilarious yes.
Bonus points if you imagine it in his voice. He's playing the piano. He's really into it. Ford left the room two minutes ago and Bill hasn't noticed.
I was trying to remember what the opposite word of neurodivergent was and my fanfic brainrot called it neurocanon.
Personally my tag is: found ADHD.
so glad to see the finished product
i had this discussion with my friend earlier about this hypothetical mcd scenario and i want to know what the people of aphblr think;
do you think aaron knowing that aphmau was pregnant would have changed his decision to open the portal to the irene dimension, kill zane, and sacrifice himself in the process, or only solidified it?
i personally feel that aaron having that knowledge would have only solidified his decision. he says in the letter that he leaves aphmau that he didn’t make that choice out of a need for revenge, but instead out of a desire to protect aphmau and lilith like he couldn’t protect his wife and son. i think, knowing that he had another child on the way, he would have made the exact same choice.
that’s just my opinion on the matter though, so i’d kind of like to see if anyone else thinks differently?
If Aaron T went skiing it would be SO CHAOTIC. THIS MAN WOULD BE SKIING SO FAST. HE’D PROBABLY BE LAUGHING. THE REST OF THE BAND WOULD BE CHILLING TIL THEY HEAR T’S LAUGHS OF JOY TURN INTO SCREAMS OF TERROR.
Jesse: Where did T go?
Z: 👈
T skiing, having the time of his life.
T: WEEEEEEE
Robaire: Anyway, as I was saying.
Their conversation was cut short as they heard T screaming. All of them immediately shooting their heads in the direction of his screams.
T: AAAAAAAaaaaAAaaAa *Yes his voice was cracking*
Robaire and Z were already skiing after him. I can imagine that they “babysat” him the most out of the 4. Jesse ran to grab their stuff with the help of Tae.
Robaire: DONT YOU KNOW HOW TO BRAKE??? *Still chasing after him*
T: NO 😭😭 *Wailing*
Back with Jesse and Tae. T’s screams faded away from them. Jesse shook his head as he and Tae made their way down the hill, trying to catch up with the 3 boys.
Z went off to some other land I don’t fucking know what happened to him. Robaire on the other hand was trying to get T to slow down. T was literally about to piss himself and what didn’t make ANYTHING better was that he was about to run into people who looked like they were recording.
T: ROBAIRE THERE’S PEOPLE. *Emphasize the voice crack on the word people*
Robaire: JUST STAY IN THE MIDDLE IM ALMOST THERE.
Random Dude: Hey guys so today I’m gonna show-
T: EEEEEEEEEE
Random dude: I-
Robaire: AARON FUCKING- *Damn he was using full names*
Random recording man was so confused. Robaire shouted a quick apology. Focusing his attention back on T. He was SO FUCKING CLOSE. JUST A LITTLE CLOSER ANDDD
BAM.
Z comes crashing in on T, knocking T on his back. Robaire immediately brakes causing snow to fly all over T and Z. Z slowly rolled off of T, sitting up so that he was beside him. Robaire just stood there trying to catch his breath. T was the first to break the silence.
T: 😵💫 We ShOuLd Do ThAt aGaIn!
Z and Robaire literally flop onto the soft snow, exhausted. Jesse and Tae caught up to the rest of the band right after.
T was never allowed to Ski again until someone taught him how to brake. 😍
