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꒰mean!wife!mother!black!fem reader ✗ bad era!father!michael꒱

⋆˙⟡ word count⋆˙⟡ — ꒰ 𝟯,𝟮𝟮𝟲𝓚 ꒱

⋆˙⟡ synopsis⋆˙⟡ — the interview you half ass wanted to go to anyways goes completely wrong.

⋆˙⟡ contains⋆˙⟡ — both in their thirties. angst. fluff. fuckass tabloids/interviews and their questions. mentions of your sex-lives. reader ends up being put on TV/newspaper. physical fighting. threats. Language. reader is short-tempered (ofc). reader throws something (look at the visuals..hint hint..).

⋆˙⟡ a/n⋆˙⟡ — Thank you guys for 500 followers!! You guys really loved my recent headcanons about mean!reader, so my gift from me to you and is making this a mini series in the future! I love you guys 🫶🏾. And when you’re seeing this I have took my niece out for a girls day so I won’t be as active!

⋆˙⟡ requested by⋆˙⟡ — @a-motherfcking-fish

People were outside the limousine that you and Michael were in; you were already a bit exhausted from your kids giving you trouble that morning.

“Y’ready?” Bill asked him and you. “Yeah...” you sighed. Michael nodded afterwards. Bill shifted in his seat before he went to the door and opened it.

As soon as he opened the door you and him were getting nearly flash banged—Good thing you had your shades on that morning.

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We are very close to the premiere of the show now, so I just want to say a few things about how AMC has promoted Assad (Armand) in the past year, both for fans and for those who don’t like him or his character.

I know many people have already seen the first quote, but the second one from Anne Rice is less commonly shared. Both say the same thing: Louis, Lestat, and Armand are the center of The Vampire Chronicles. And as we all know, without Anne Rice, there would be no show for us to watch.

I know that fans of Assad and Armand have found the promos over the past few months very bad to watch. But if Rolin truly follows the books and respects Anne Rice, Armand will be extremely important this season. Maybe not as much as Gabrielle, Rolin has said she will be second only to Lestat this season but the show is combining plots from many books. Even if we see less of Armand than we did in Season 2, his importance to the story will not decrease. It will only grow in future seasons. If you doubt that, just look at Season 1, Armand didn’t need to be there, but the show still found ways to include him. For the future, look at the number of times his name is mentioned in Queen of the Damned (here).

Marketing doesn’t reflect screen time. So all the doom postings over the past few months haven't really been necessary. I find doom postings can be quite cathartic, it can be a way to bond over the “what ifs” and lower expectations so that if the show actually delivers, the payoff feels even better and people can post whatever they want on their own blogs. But it has reached a level of excessive pessimism, especially since we haven’t even seen the show yet. If this season truly turns out bad, we can always criticize it afterward.

As for those who don’t like Armand or claim to have read the books and find him unimportant or boring, you are free to like or dislike whoever you want. But if you’ve truly read the books and come to the conclusion that Assad is being ignored in the promos because Armand is just a side character or a villain, then either you haven’t actually read the books you claim to have read, or you read some alternate universe version that the rest of us are fortunate enough to have never seen.

Like I said, marketing doesn’t tell us exactly what will be in the show, but it absolutely reveals the network’s priorities when they choose who to feature. The concerns of Assad’s fans are valid and supported by clear evidence. Here are just a few examples I can recall right now of how he has been treated poorly:

- His name was left off the official website.

- He was not submitted for Golden Globe or Emmy consideration.

- There was a significant lack of joint press coverage for Assad and Jacob during Season 2, even though their characters’ relationship was a major focus.

- He did not attend San Diego Comic-Con 2025 and AMC didn't even bother to tell us why.

- Articles, most recently from Collider and TV Guide have omitted his name.

- He did not participate in the photoshoot for Entertainment Weekly.

But what is almost as terrible as the network treating him as invisible is the way parts of the fandom try to justify it. Just look at how many people agree that AMC was justified in not submitting Assad for awards.

And that’s only Reddit. I won’t even go to X, because it’s hell there. And if you’re on Tumblr, you’ve seen it too. No matter how much they talk, these people all end up saying the same thing: Assad being ignored is normal, it’s strategic, and his fans are overreacting.

I don’t care what you think about Armand. You can write an essay on why he’s terrible, boring or whatever, that’s your business. But remember Armand is fictional, Assad is a REAL person. When we express concern over his absence from events or marketing, it’s not just about missing a favorite character on screen. It is about the professional erasure of a real person’s hard work and career.

When people speak out about AMC’s treatment of him, they aren't hating on the show or attacking other cast members, they are calling out a pattern of systemic bias. It is baffling to see people treat the defense of Assad as if it were a slight against Sam. When you treat a show as something beyond reproach like this, you unintentionally grant the network a free pass for problematic behavior.

Demanding that a talented actor of color be included in promotions and award submissions isn't an unreasonable demand, it is a request for basic professional respect. If your gut instinct, when faced with a conversation about racism, is to rush to protect a white actor who isn't even being targeted, you have effectively chosen a side. And that side doesn't support the actor you claim to love, it's about protecting the network's bottom line and keeping a biased status quo intact.

I would rather have fans “overreact” by asking about Assad’s absence at every event than remain silent. No sane person wants to watch a show they like and have their enjoyment ruined by constant worry. It is exhausting to see an actor, especially a POC missing from the spotlight and have to wonder “Are they actually busy, or is this just racism again?”

Given the clear history of how this network has handled him, we don’t have the luxury of giving them the benefit of the doubt anymore. We shouldn't have to be on high alert just to ensure an actor is being treated with basic decency. If you think we are "making everything about race", consider yourself lucky that you have the privilege to just enjoy the show without having to look for the patterns of exclusion that have piled up over 2 years until they became impossible to deny.

Let’s be real, this show has only recently started gaining real traction, and the chances of major nominations like Emmys or Golden Globes in big categories like Best Actor, Supporting Actor, etc are still very small. But when even the opportunity to have Assad’s name appear in awards season promotion is denied, why are fans who speak up treated as if they’re making unreasonable demands?

No one is making diva level demands. No one is asking for him to have a private jet or for him to be the only person interviewed on the red carpet. We are simply asking for the bare minimum of professional recognition.

Consider what Assad’s fans have actually done. They sent petitions to AMC when his name was left off the official website and it took months for the network to add it. They give birthday gifts. They praise him whenever he meets fans, so he knows he is appreciated. And they speak up every time he is overlooked. That’s it. None of this is extreme.

AMC is an American company, and with the current political atmosphere and that orange man in power, these biases are only becoming more emboldened. If you see a post calling out these systemic failures and you can’t contribute anything helpful or supportive, the least you can do is stay silent. Stop gaslighting everyone else for noticing a pattern that is right in front of our eyes. Isn’t this fandom already racist enough?

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"Your hand is cold, mine burns like fire"*

Or how they act, when you're freezing your ass off

Feat.: Albedo, Flins, Scaramouche

Based on this lovely request by @cchiiwinkle

Albedo

Mondstadt’s usual lush nature has been switched out with shimmering lights and garlands adorning the bare branches of the trees and bushes. The hustle of people around the plaza and bards performing their best winter tunes only add to the festive atmosphere, while snowflakes dance quietly between the lights.

But no matter how beautiful it might seem, just standing around for the last half an hour sure has reminded you of your mortal shortcomings regarding bodily temperature.

It’s freezing cold out here.

Even Sansa had decided to end her show earlier than usual and left not too long ago.

Albedo sure takes his sweet time, you think, while pulling your woollen hat even deeper down your ears.

Just as you’re about to debate the moral rights and wrongs of returning into the warmth of a nearby store instead of waiting any longer, the gates to the Favonius headquarters open and finally, finally, familiar blond hair comes into vision.

The second Albedo spots you from afar, he falls into a light jog.

“Apologies for the delay,” he says once he’s close enough. “Jean has gotten concerned about Klee’s growing stash of experimental devices. We had to make sure they were of no particular safety hazard.”

Your hands slip out of your coat, and instinctively, Albedo reaches for them, holding them in his own.

“All explosives, I assume?” you ask with an amused smile.

“You know Klee and her tendencies…,” Albedo murmurs fondly. But then an expression of guilt enters his pretty features, and his hands move up along your arms, rubbing them gently. “You shouldn’t have stayed that long out here in the cold. You know I would’ve found you regardless.”

“It wasn’t that long,” you argue. “And I wanted to watch the first snowfall of the year.”

That promptly earns you a displeased sigh. “You’re not dressed appropriately for that weather, love,” he taunts softly while slipping off his cloak. “Here, I do not get cold as easily.”

Immediately, you take a step back. “No, please.” Seeing him only wearing his button-up shirt already sends a shiver down your spine. “No, seriously, my cardigan will be just fine until we reach the restaurant.”

But Albedo doesn’t budge. “Please,” he says, voice gentle but firm. “Allow me. As a way to make amends for letting you wait that long.”

For a few moments, your eyes remained interlocked in a silent battle. But as soon as you resign, Albedo steps around you and helps you slip into his cloak.

It smells of him, passes your mind.And a hint of sulphur as well, but you’re quick to ignore that.

Albedo’s focused eyes wander along your features and examine the way his cloak sits on you, verifying that it fits and actually keeps you warm now.

“Here you go,” he muses while reaching out to pull the hood over your head as well. “This will keep the warmth more concentrated.”

You look up and catch his gaze, already searching for yours.

“I like your hat,” he then states simply. “It suits your features.”

Not trusting your voice, you clear your throat. “Thank you”, you manage to croak and push your hands back into the pockets of the cloak.

As if sensing your slight distress, Albedo chuckles lightly. “Anytime.”

Flins

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Return of the Evil Trio

☆ pairing: ot13 (main focus on jihan) x 14th member! reader

☆ genre: hurt, missing someone, lots of crying, sentimental

☆ word count: 3.0k+

☆ synopsis: a glimpse of how y/n copes with a group dealing with conscription, until..

☆ disclaimer: this was written WAY BACK in the 3rd quarter of 2025, and was inspired by jihan’s appearance during howoo’s concert, so some details will correspond with that time period!

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SEVENTEEN’s enlistment has been far more painful than you thought. members leaving one by one, the number of people on Thunder’s comeback stage decreased, you felt.. lost.

especially during Going Seventeen, your favourite type of schedule since the beginning. you have always adored the funny dynamics between you and the members, and to what extreme all of you were willing to go in order to earn some laughters from carats.

it was especially fun when the evil trio was up to something — you, jeonghan, and joshua.

any evil plan will begin with jeonghan or joshua, and you would follow along. despite the age difference, the youngest and the eldest seem to get along the best.

your favourite moment was teaming up against other members with a game of foot volleyball.

somehow, the management put the three of you on the same team.

with all of you being good in sports, and the cheating tactics up on your sleeves, it wasn’t surprising that your team won.

leaving the fans to call the three of you “the evil trio”.

however, with jeonghan’s enlistment, it didn’t feel the same anymore.

it was fun teaming up with joshua to carry out sneaky tricks, but without jeonghan guiding and teaching you newer tactics to combat the other members, you felt empty.

with that, the members had gotten busier. there were lesser schedules for Going Seventeen, and lesser time together with the members.

during this period, you have also made your solo debut, topping the charts and attending a ton of variety shows. your popularity was over the roof.

it has gotten to the point where you were having your own solo concert due to this.

you needed an outlet to make yourself feel happiness through performing.

even when your beloved members weren’t accompanying you.

during the preparations, you affirmed the management that you could handle it, even adding some of SEVENTEEN’s songs into the setlist, along with your own.

you practiced your hardest, spending long hours in the dance studio perfecting any detail, while ensuring that your vocals were up to standard. being the only female member, there was already a certain expectation, and you wanted to not only live up to them, but exceed them as well.

despite this, the members have been nothing short but supportive.

minghao and vernon had composed a new single for you, one that you would perform as a surprise during the concert.

the leaders has always been coming down to your dry runs every time they could, so that they could give you the constructive feedback you require. each time. they will hype you up and cheer you on, so that you could always portray the best version of yourself every time.

seungkwan, dino and jun took any opportunity they could to promote your concert, going on WEVERSE to talk about your preparations , or while on other shows, telling the audience to buy the tickets and support you.

dokyeom was there, helping you with the vocals for SEVENTEEN’s songs. even though he took every chance he could to tease you, he gave you the best advice no one could.

mingyu and wonwoo, even though he has enlisted, have always sent you messages of encouragement everyday, one that keeps you going. every time you had a late schedule, you would always see a lunch box situated at the door step, with a little note saying ‘remember to eat y/nnie~ -mxw’

joshua and jeonghan? they tried to come down to watch you practice every time they could, and you were the most excited when they could. hoshi complained once that your eyes sparkled at jeonghan’s entrance, while you didn’t even notice him clapping at the side when you finished.

they came down at separate times, when they finished their schedules or they happened to pass by, and when they did, you made sure to take a mirror selfie with them, and show it to carats on WEVERSE.

however, as the concert neared everyone’s schedule got busier, with the trainings and photoshoots clashing with one another. it has been some time you have seen at least half the group gather together, and you have been missing those moments so much.

a day before the first concert in Seoul, you went on WEVERSE to see carats for some time during your break. you were in the dance studio, a cap covering your head, your body dripped down in baggy clothes — your usual.

“hello carat-deul, how are you doing?” you asked, your voice soft, running towards the speaker to turn down the music in the background. you were listening to dino’s new song for the EWC, vibing to it while stretching.

“the song? it’s chan’s song from EWC! did you all watch the performance? it’s so cool, right?” you spoke, your smile bright and proud.

“he’s been preparing hard. while i prepared for the concert, i can hear the song blasting next door! we have been eating dinner together every day before he left.” you continued, reading through the comments.

the comment section was lively, with fans complimenting your outfit, telling you how attentive you were to your fellow members, and asking for spoilers for the concert.

“spoiler? i can’t tell you that~ you should ask hoshi oppa, he knows my whole setlist.” you commented, laughing at the comment.

you sat on the floor, your arms wrapped around your legs. you stared at the empty studio, a million thoughts running in your head. you sighed, shaking your head.

“it’s pretty empty, right? usually the room is filled with staff members and the members. but these days i’ve been working alone. everyone’s pretty busy, haha.” you began, pouting your lips gently as you spoke. you turned around, staring at the cameras.

“the oppa-deul didn’t mention if they are coming for the show the next few days. do you think they’ll come?” you asked softly, reading the comments while you did so.

the comment section flooded with sweet encouragement from the fans, saying,

“they’ll definitely come!!” “no one loves SEVENTEEN more than SEVENTEEN does.” “i’m sure the members misses their maknae too!”

you giggled, a smile flashed on your face. you looked down at your wrist, lifting it up to show the bracelet to the camera.

“shua oppa made this for me. it’s my favourite colour! and i think he mentioned that he made a matching one for himself and jeonghan oppa.” you mentioned, anticipating the reaction of the comment section.

as expected, the fans roared with excitement hearing your words. they have been missing the interaction between the three of you so much, and now that they knew about this, they certainly aren’t letting it go.

right then, a notification popped up at the top of your phone. you read the message, the corners of your lips curling upwards at the sight of it.

“kyeom oppa and hoshi oppa are asking me to go out for dinner! i’ll catch up again next time, alright?”

you looked up at the ceiling, smiling brightly.

“stay safe, carat-deul~ drink lots of water and eat good food. see you tomorrow at the show!”

you waved goodbye, sending a flying kiss to the camera, before stopping the live.

you took your phone in your hand, texting hoshi a reply, before leaving.

—

it was a few moments before the start of the concert. you have your hair and makeup ready, changed into your first outfit, and your hand clenched onto your blue microphone.

you have called minghao and jun before this (or more like they called you). they knew that you would be upset that they didn’t turn up. but you understood anyway, after all they have their personal schedules in China.

the others have sent you encouraging messages hours before, the texts flooding into one by one. with all that, you felt more pumped to perform, making you more excited for this particular moment.

—

the concert had been a smooth-sailing, yet fun one. the cheers of carats moved you, making you put more energy into your movements and singing. during the short intermission between each set, you were completely focused on the fan boards and the shouting of some carats, making you laugh.

it has reached the encore, where you were performing a ton of SEVENTEEN songs and even repeats of songs that you have already sang.

you had the whole stage to yourself, making you hop and dance around every corner, so that each member of audience could catch a glimpse of you.

but right at that moment, right when ‘holiday’ ended, amongst all the light and sparkles, you saw the light dim, making the venue dark. shocked, you looked around, panting.

“what’s going on?” you spoke into the microphone, feeling confused.

suddenly, the fans began to scream and point at the large screen, capturing your attention. you turned around, to feel your heart almost jumping out of your body.

you see an array of photos, old and new, from the years of idol life. from debut stages, photoshoots, Going Seventeen, to snippets that carats did not see before, it felt like a walk down the memory lane.

“oh? what’s this? did you all know about this?” you asked, looking around the crowd.

when you heard a resounding ‘no’, it made you even more confused.

until you saw seungcheol’s face pop up on the screen.

“hello, it’s SEVENTEEN’s s.coups. y/n, you must have been surprised, right? your oppa here is so proud of you, and seeing how much you are enjoying the concert, it made me feel like watching you for the first time in the dance studio 12 years ago. you have grown so much, our maknae~”

“y/nnie!” seungkwan’s voice rang. “you have done such a good job! i have always wished for BSS to have a concert, but our maknae took our spot instead.. but i’m happy it’s you and not everyone else. i’m still sulking for you not asking me to feature during your concert. but with or without us, i know you will shine so much.”

mingyu appeared next, his hair fluffed and glasses almost falling off his nose. “happy concert day! the venue seems so lively now. you know how well you did, right? carat-deul screaming, your persona flashing so brightly, you were made to be on stage. let’s grab a meal when we meet again next time~”

“y/nnie my horangi partner! you have always carried the energy that i never expected one to have. you are my concert partner, and someone i can rely on when things get too tough. thank you so much, and being a constant light in my life.”

“y/n-ah, it’s your kyeom-kyeom! training you and your voice since you were young has been tough, especially with how passionate you are. but even though you are 2 years younger than me, i found myself learning so much from you. you are my inspiration, and someone that i can rely on~”

“my age twin! knowing you have a concert after my performance at the EWC, i knew i had to put in more effort into my performance. i just know we will ace them no matter what. y/n-ah, let’s have a maknaez concert next time before i enlist.”

“y/n, i still remember how you cried the day before i enlisted, because the team had to leave then because of a concert at Mexico. but i have been watching you ever since, actually since forever. you are such a treasure to the team, and i am so grateful for it.”

“y/n-ah, it’s jun oppa! i have missed seeing you mock and make fun of me with seungkwan. but despite those i wish i could come today. i would give anything to watch our maknae shine on that stage, but i know you will do well!”

“composing that song with vernon came with ease, because we know you too well. your voice and personality shines through, and i am so glad i could bring your essence into the song. you did well, y/n, rest well after the concert!” minghao spoke.

“you did well, y/n. thank you for caressing my head every day ever since i got that buzz cut, i think my head misses your affection. but because of you, i think i’ll keep this hair cut.” vernon said with that same nonchalant tone, although you can’t deny that there was a tinge of sweetness in his voice.

“y/n-sshi, i’ll never forget you tormenting my life for making me do wooahae every time we are on set. as much as i don’t want to, i’ll do it for you, if it makes you happy.”

“y/n-ah! it’s your shua oppa! i have missed playing around with you and going out for lunch every time we could. you are my favourite for a reason, and don’t forget to keep smiling, oppa will always cheer you on!”

“boo! are you surprised? it’s your hannie oppa. y/n-ah, i have missed you so much. even though you call me once every 2 days, i miss the times when i don’t get to see you. you are the light of my life, and someone that keeps inspiring everyone you walk by. you have done a great job, you have made me proud.”

as the screen dims, and the lights flashed again, the awes from fans soon erupted when they saw your figure.

curled up in a ball, your hands covering your face, as you sobbed softly in the middle of the stage.

your microphone sat on the stage, your hands rubbing your eyes while trying to calm yourself down.

you did not know this would happen, and seeing all the member’s faces and smiles, you felt so overwhelmed with love, knowing that they were proud of your milestone. through the years, you have struggled so much to gain the love for being the only female member. now, holding your own concert, with tens of thousands of fans supporting you at the venue, you couldn’t be more grateful.

seeing you sob uncontrollably, carats began chanting your name loudly, hoping to cheer you up and see you smile again.

you rubbed your eyes with the hoodie sleeve, standing up while holding the microphone to your lips, speaking in a shaky voice, “wah, they didn’t tell me about this. is this why they gathered at the studio for one week?”

the audience cheered, as you looked around. your eyes gazed at the audience lovingly, when your vision landed on a group of people.

a bunch of males, to be exact.

“hold on, unnie pan towards that section!” you pointed, signalling at the camera woman.

on the large screen, you saw them.

the members that have watched you grown.

your oppas.

they were jumping, some were tearing, while swinging your banner around.

the camera panned to each and every one of them, making you count the members.

they were all there. (except for the chinese members)

and there it was, the infamous jihan pairing, with jeonghan wrapping his arms around joshua.

that did it for you, seeing your favourite people right there.

“oh my god..” was the last thing you could say before you began sobbing again.

you crouched down, covering your face while recollecting yourself.

you were so overwhelmed.

so contented.

and so touched by their actions.

you sat there, while your ballad song began to play in the background.

while you cried, the fans cheered continuously for you, and the members began to shuffle.

not long after, you felt a pair of arms wrapped around you, along with the loud cheers from the crowd.

you looked up, to see jeonghan and joshua right in front of you, their smiles brightening up the shadows around.

one by one, the members hugged you, creating a group hug between the group.

the cheers grew louder, as you felt your sobs beginning to subside.

you looked up, hearing a familiar song in the background.

ima — even if the world ends tomorrow.

your favourite.

you heard dokyeom’s voice ring through your in ear monitor, speaking, “let’s enjoy this moment together, and make new memories!”

all of the members gathered in a circle, the formation of ima. they waited for you, their gazes on yours. jeonghan led you to the group, as you connected your hands with them.

“even though we may not be together physically right now, but in our hearts and mind, we will be together for eternity!” you shouted into the microphone, as the song began.

for the rest of the concert you were either crying happily, or jumping together with the members. you had a dance battle with dino and hoshi, and a sing off with seungkwan.

to end it all off, a group photo was taken from seungcheol’s phone, before a solo photo of you with the crowd was taken as well.

for the finale, you passed seungcheol your microphone, signalling him to say his words.

all of you stood in a line, hands clasped with each other.

“this has been SEVENTEEN. Say the name, SEVENTEEN, thank you so much!”

bonus

“you all are so mean for making me cry like that on stage!” you whined, pushing chan’s shoulder lightly while they laughed.

“it was fun trying to guess your reaction.” dokyeom commented, grinning like a child.

“who thought you would cry like we don’t exist anymore?” seungkwan added, ruffling your hair.

your hand clenched on your water bottle, laughing as you listened, wiping off the remaining tears off the corners of your eyes.

“as i said before, her eyes lit up brighter when she saw jeonghan hyung and shua hyung.” hoshi mentioned, pointing towards the two eldest members, who were watching you fondly.

jeonghan walked over, wrapping an arm around your shoulder.

“i heard from ddadu saying that you talked about me for at least 2 hours a day.” he laughed, rubbing circles on your upper arm.

you pouted, glaring at seungcheol, who was at the side, where he stood nervously, laughing it off.

you rolled your eyes, as joshua walked over as well.

“since we are all here, let’s eat dinner together?” he suggested.

“and of course, the star decides.” jeonghan said, looking down at you.

“then coups hyung is paying!” mingyu added.

“yah!” seungcheol replied, shoving mingyu.

you laughed, hugging both joshua and jeonghan, who were by your sides.

you definitely missed this.

An Experiment in Desire

Aemond Targaryen x Female!Reader

Rating: E (EXPLICIT - MINORS DO NOT INTERACT)

Warnings: Explicit sex, takes place in a brothel

Word count: About 2k

Synopsis: You find yourself in a brothel and have an unexpected encounter with the one eyed prince.

Author’s note: So uh... that brothel scene in the last episode really did a number on me,,, this is the filthiest thing I've ever written and I make no apologies thanks @arcielee for the inspo! and also i borrowed this beautiful gif from @aegonx i hope that's okay!!

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You weren’t quite sure how you found yourself in this particular predicament. Despite your loud and frequent complaints throughout the night, you had none to voice now.

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The Habitation

The second of four writings for the 400 followers poll! This one is for the trope hurt/comfort. It's also a direct sequel and continuation of The Visitation. You'll want to read that first!

Rung & Reader • Hurt/Comfort • Ao3 Link

**A very specific content warning for this one: unreality, unintentional gaslighting, and fear of losing your mind.**

Hot Rod and Drift eventually break down and reluctantly explain to you why everyone has been acting so weird since Rung showed up.

At first you're entirely sure that it's a prank, a joke. Not trusting them, you get a second opinion and then a third. You go to demand the truth from one mech after another in unofficial order of decreasing "Likelihood This Is Bullshit" level.

Jazz. Bumblebee. Bluestreak. Wheeljack. Red Alert. First Aid. Prowl. Optimus. Elita. Ratchet's confirmation is the final straw that breaks you.

Yes, it's true. Much as I might wish otherwise, he says sourly. He doesn't even look up at you from where he's fixing something Sideswipe's managed to do to himself.

Don't worry, if you're worried, Ratchet adds, bitterness seeping into the CMO's tone. He won't do anything to you. He never seems to do a fragging thing at all.

You decide to hunt down the mech, himself. He's quietly drinking energon in the mess. He's seated alone at a table, reading a datapad. An orange and white creamsicle island with all the other mechs having taken seats as far away as possible, sticking to the walls and corners. But not willing to leave, as if drawn to him nonetheless.

You march up to him and ask, Rung, are you Primus?

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spare key - toji fushiguro x male reader

warnings: swearing, alcohol and gambling references, references to child neglect, canon death mentions word count: 1.6k

toji never expected to fall in love. at least, for the first time.

his first wife was perfect. she loved him despite his gruff demeanour, let him take his time with things, understood that he didn't have a traditional upbringing and needed time to process everything. she was the reason why he stopped his endless hunt for revenge, the reason why he become a loving father and husband, the reason why he became better.

and then she died.

he could barely remember the years after her passing. if he wasn't drowing in a bottle of beer then he was up to his neck in gambling debts. revenge lingered on his mind like a stench, getting stronger with each passing day. and toji didn't have someone to ground him like before. megumi, still a young baby, was neglected and his cries for his mother soon died out, replaced by a hateful glare that would follow toji wherever he went.

it wasn't a great life but it was the one he had resigned himself to. then he met you.

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Not really a writer, just doing this to practice for my english exam lol Feel free to correct me on any spelling or grammar mistakes. Thank you

Anyways.. My beautiful, glorious queen Shinobu

Kocho Shinobu x reader. (With solitary bi best friend Giyu)

Shinobu was a one of a kind lady. Strong, determined, and most importantly confident in her abilities to carry out a mission. Admiration towards her was an understatement, to say the least. Who in their right mind could confidently say they had a huge crush on the one woman who seemed to give no turn towards love? Not to mention the very obvious fact you both share the same gender..

She was your best friend, always ready to put you above her and care for you, but in actuality, she put anyone above herself. That was the kind of woman she was. A reason you fell in love with her. Watching her tend to patients on the daily with no rest put an ache in your heart. You hoped for nothing more than to make sure she had enough rest, with a hopefully decreasing number of patients on her plate

Snapping you out of your thoughts, a somewhat trickle of a whisper sounded right behind your ear,

“And what might you be doing here, Y/N?”

Jumping at the sound, you quickly spun around at her voice to lock eyes with the Insect hashira, Shinobu Kocho. Her smile was radiant, albeit looking strained and somewhat.. restless? You would guess. You spent a good amount of time gaping your mouth, trying to form a sentence. For some reason, the words just didn’t form. You could probably guess why. In your trance, Shinobu raised an eyebrow in a questioning manner. At this, you knew you had to at least make up a lie to avoid embarrassment

“I was… looking for the girls. I promised them a game of hide and seek when I was done with my chores.”

A lie, of course, but a sufficient one.

“I see.. I suppose you decided to look for the girls in my private study because they would definitely be here, right?” She said in a somewhat teasing tone

Damn it.

She gestured you to follow along with her. With your hands still fidgeting each other, you trailed behind.

Walking towards your unknown destination was nerve wracking, for some reason. You felt nervous in a way you didn’t think you could be.

“Im guessing the girls weren’t in your study?” An attempt at small talk, you blurted out without thinking.

Shinobu lets out a small breath at this, in something you guessed to be a sound of amusement.

“The girls were there, I just decided to bring you the other way.” She counters, the same amount of tease in her voice. Maybe even a little toned up.

It was always comfortable with her. She never made you feel like you were being too much or a klutz. Her playful banter with you never ran out, and you’re always grateful when she pretends to not notice your eyes drifting elsewhere when you hold a conversation, or how you most definitely get nervous around her, or when you…

Laughter break you out of your thoughts, and you almost bump into the very woman you were just fantasizing about when she comes to a halt. The girls. Without even calling to them, the trio quickly noticed you and Shinobu, skipping their little legs over to where you both stood. You could tell from their faces they were excited to see you two. The triplets quickly tackled Shinobu by the leg in a bear hug, eliciting a little giggle out of her. This one laugh, seemed genuine, causing you to smile at the sight. Invading your mind, the thought of her having a family in the future put you at ease. Maybe, just maybe.. You’d be there too.

Right after the wrestle hug with the girls, they ran over to you too, hugging you and chattering about something you couldn’t make up with all of them talking at the same time. At this, Shinobu chimes in,

“Y/N was looking for you girls. Something about a promised game of hide and seek?”

The girls all beamed at this, bless their little souls. Though the girls did have a confused look on their faces too. Something that seemed like a look of “what promised game?” But before they could question it, you ushered them to the courtyard with your nerves still booming out of your body.

You could see the way her lips curled into a subtle smirk in the corner of your eye. Gods, you wished you could just dig yourself a grave right now. Thankfully, she thought against saying a word, saving your poor heart from a series of more awkward interactions on your part.

You were always the seeker in this game, not that you were complaining, it’s just.. You could feel her eyes staring into the back of your head each time you counted to ten. Each. And every. Single. Time. Maybe you were imagining things, because when you looked up, she seemed to be preoccupied with the work she brought along with her. At some point during the game, Shinobu left without saying a word. It made you just a tiny bit upset, but who would possibly want to watch the same game of hide and seek over and over again?

During a break from hide and seek, you spotted a familiar silhouette in the distance, eventually accompanied by a group of boys talking rather loudly. It was the kamaboko squad.. with the Water Hashira? Paying no mind to it, you offered a quick bow to the hashira, and greeted the three boys bantering near him. Zenitsu was the first one to answer, with his usual greeting of, “Y/NNNNN, we’ve missed youuu!” Followed by a polite greeting from Tanjiro and Inosuke arguing about something you didn’t bother to care about.

You were grateful they stopped by, Hide and seek is surprisingly exhausting. And thankfully, the girls dragged the Kamaboko squad along to play together. While being dragged, you could hear Inosuke declaring he would be the winner of this ‘competition’ and nobody else could ever beat him. Of course, you giggled at their interactions. They were honestly very sweet boys.

After a moment of silence, you realized the Water Hashira was still standing awkwardly behind you. He was just.. standing. At this, you realized the girls didn’t ask him to join the game. You giggled a bit out loud, forming into a sound of a snicker. He looked much like a sad puppy, but it was hard to tell with his monotone expression. You came to the conclusion that the lack of an invitation might have bothered him, as funny as it sounds.

“Um.. So..” you started. “Would you be inclined to play a board game I just got? It wouldn’t hurt to have a bit of fun. I mean, the kids did all just run off.”

He pondered for a moment, but eventually nodded at your offer. You were happy, Shinobu brought it home one day and gifted it to you. Unfortunately, the board game was too advanced for the little girls, Shinobu always cancelled due to her packed schedule, Aoi just didn’t want to play, and kanao.. Well, you’re not quite sure. Each time you asked, she just gave a sweet smile, a smile similar to Shinobu.

You sat him down at the same place Shinobu was earlier, and ran to retrieve the game in your room. During your sprint, you ran into someone. And if your luck couldn’t get any worse, it was the one lady your heart couldn’t help but stutter at the sight of. You crashed straight into her, and due to your very poor balanced, almost tumbled down as well. Bracing yourself for the fall, you slowly peaked your eyes open just to come to the realization that fall never came. Instead, you were wrapped one arm on the waist, and the other on the back of your shoulder. A protective hug. Despite being the physically most weakest Hashira, Shinobu seemed to be pretty damn strong. Or maybe just strong enough to catch you in her arms and hold both your weights from crashing on the floor. No time to think about that, with the position you both were in. Your eyes locked, and you could see a hint of shock and amusement in her eyes. If whatever interaction you had earlier was embarrassing, this one is definitely multiple steps above that. To say your heart stuttered, skipped a beat, and sped up, was a lie. The fact would be you died and resurrected all at the same time.

The eye contact was overwhelming.

“Hi….” You managed to muster out. Red was definitely spreading all across your cheeks. How awkward could you be?

“Hello, Y/N. You seem to be in a hurry.” She stated matter of factly, arms still wrapped around you.

Your hands were resting on the area of her heart to her collarbone, she seemed unbothered by this whole situation. Prompting to giggling instead. On the other hand, your heart shot out of your chest and you could barely look her straight in the eye. Wiggling out of her tight hold, you mustered the best apology you could, and continued your race. Right before she stopped you once more.

“How would you feel to have a stroll together this evening? Just us?” She had said with a kind smile.

Those words caused you to fall into a frenzy. You could tell your face got hotter. You tried to raise your voice to a talking volume, but the words still came out like a whisper. You’re so bad at this, Y/N. You thought against your better judgment and just offered a split nod, right before sprinting back to whatever it is you were running for.

“Be careful not to run into anyone else, Y/N!”

Only this time, you sped up due to the embarrassment.

Reaching your room, which was opposite of Shinobus study, you retrieved the game and made your way back to the water hashira. In all seriousness, you both weren’t all that close. If anything, the two of you only had a senior junior relationship. In other words, just coworkers. Perhaps a new friendship could mold between the two of you. With that, you resume your descent back to the place you left the Hashira.

Clutching your game closer to yourself, your mind drifts back to the quick run in you just had with Shinobu. The way her delicate hands held you as though you were as fragile as a leaf, yet firm enough to give you that sense of security you so desperately needed. Who would of thought you felt so utterly touch starved? It felt so surreal to be held so firmly, flush against her body. Your warmths dancing and colliding with one another. You could practically still feel her hands caressing you. Roaming her hands across your body in an attempt to make sure you were unharmed. Did she just.. ask you on a date? The thought of it flustered you to a very high extent, causing your cheeks to burn in heat. In your trance, you eventually arrived to your destination. The Water Hashira, Tomioka Giyuu, still awkwardly standing there, despite you offering him to sit down. At your presence, he slightly perks up to take a glimpse at the board game you had chosen.

Monopoly. (Just roll with it, idk board games lol)

“Have you played this before? I haven’t. Shino brought it back for me the other day. She had mentioned a villager gave it to her as a thank you gift.” You started at light conversation, gesturing to him to take a seat across you.

He was lost in thought for a moment, much to your confusion, “Shino..? Ah. You mean Kocho?” Right. First names.

You offered a small nod to his question, just enough for him to see it. While setting up the game, you could see the water Hashira slightly restless. Mouth gaping here and there, almost as if he was trying to conjure up a question. Or, maybe he’s just an odd ball. The latter seems reasonable.

“Are you two close?” He suddenly asked, causing your movements to halt for a moment.

Thinking your reply through, you prompted for a quick answer. One that couldn’t really reveal much of your relationship with her. Not that it’s a weird thing, you just weren’t very sure what your relationship was, “You could say that.”

The rules of the game seemed a bit confusing at first. But with time, you picked up. And so did the hashira sitting across you. It was surprisingly fun, collecting money and earning properties. You didn’t expect it to be anything short of boring, so this was a pleasant surprise. In the middle of your giggles during the game with the hashira, you blurted out,

“Truthfully, Im not sure what Shinobu and I are anymore.” You immediately clamp your mount shut. Gosh, what were you saying? Perhaps you thought he could be a listening ear. I mean, he hardly talked during the game, And it doesn’t seem like he actively pursues to be involved in conversation. He doesn’t seem to mind your random blurt, instead, He encouraged you to continue talking with a nod.

“Im sorry if this comes off as weird, but I am very aware of the fact I have been crushing on her since god knows how long.” You said while multitasking throwing the dice on the monopoly board.

“Its just.. Im sure she knows I like her too..? I suppose? It’s not like I have been the most incredible person at hiding it.”

For the next hour or so, you ramble to Tomioka about your crush on the insect hashira. He was a good listener, nodding and assuring you he was still listening intently even after all the time you were talking. Eventually, the monopoly game was long forgotten in your conversation. You were grateful he listened, you really needed this. In the blink of an eye, it was evening, though you and the hashira were still stuck in conversation. It must have been half the day by now, how did you not notice? During your talk, you totally forgot about your promise to meet Shinobu. This evening. From the corner of your eye, you could see someone walking towards the two of you, but you didn’t pay it any mind as you thought it would be just another passerby.

“Mr. Tomioka, Y/N, What a pleasant surprise!” That voice. You recognized it immediately. You whipped your head around, locking eyes with the very person you were just ranting about. Had she heard you? What would she think of it? God, you hoped she didn’t hear you.

“This conversation must be very entertaining seeing as you have forgotten our promise, Y/N.” She tuts towards you. The air felt thicker after she had said that. You felt guilty, and was just about to apologize, right before—

“Mr. Tomioka, I would suggest you get off my property before nightfall.” It sounded more like a threat than a suggestion. He had nodded to this, gathering his belongings and helping you clear out the board.

Just as he was about to leave, you gave him a quick side hug and told him how you enjoyed today, suggesting to do it some other time as well. Before he could answer, you felt your own haori being yanked gently by firm hands. It was gentle, yes, but strong enough to cause you to stumble backwards. You had fallen back, straight into the very arms of none other than Shinobu Kocho. She replied for you,

“You wouldn’t like that very much, Would you, Mr. Tomioka? Seeing as you have no friends, I would understand why Y/N was being so considerate!” Was this.. Shinobu? You always knew she loved to tease, but this seemed a bit more tense. It sounded almost mocking. You quickly swatted a playful hand on her chest, telling her it was rude to treat guest this way. At that, her mouth shaped into an o shape, quickly back to plastering on her fake smile. You do admit though, it seems more.. fake today? It’s mostly always a facade, but right now felt more obvious. You waved a goodbye to the Water Hashira, raising your voice enough to tell him to ignore Shinobu and come over whenever he was free of missions. In this moment, you honestly forgot you were still pulled back into Shinobu. At this proximity, with your back against her front, you could smell the whiff of wisteria moving past you. It smelt so addictive. If you could, you would stay in this position forever. Which brings you to your next thought, why has she not released you yet?

“Um.. Are we going to stay like this?” You said timidly, barely above a whisper.

Shinobu didn’t reply just yet, instead, she rested her chin in the crook of your neck, tilting her head slightly outwards to ensure she made eye contact with you.

“You don’t want to..?” Her voice. Gods, her voice. You felt your body heat up immediately and your face go pink. Was she doing this on purpose? You yelped away, trying to jump out of her hold. She didn’t seem to give you a chance though, holding you in place to make sure you didn’t move an inch. At some point during this intimate moment, she had given your neck a kiss. Not even a quick kiss, pretending it was barely there kiss, it was a kiss kiss. If you were red before this, you’re a tomato now. The sensation of her lips on you felt.. so good. The only thing you could think about was what other places her lips could roam off to. You gasped at her, seemingly out of breath from just a little kiss. This has never happened before. Hell, you both hardly even hugged in private! Yet here you were, flush against each other, in the OPEN! You must be dreaming.

She spun you around to face her, keeping her arms firm on your waist. Your eyes could barely look at hers, preoccupying itself by looking at anything but her. She must of gotten tired of it, as she had let go a side of your waist to use her free hand on you. Guiding your chin to look her directly in the eyes. You swear you’re going to pass out, right here, right now. Thankfully, you have a trained doctor right in front of you, staring straight into your soul, who also conveniently seems to be the reason of the blood rushing to your head.

“You forgot our walk. For Tomioka, of all people. Im upset.” Her own purple hues still boring straight into your own irises, maintaining intense eye contact with you. You genuinely couldn’t even form a sentence, being so close to her. Burying your head in the space between her shoulder and neck, you take a deep breath in. Clearly unable to think straight. Literally. Shinobu must of loosened up a bit, as she partly let you go, while still keeping a hold on your waist. It seemed so.. possessive. Almost as if she was jealous? No, that couldn’t possibly be it. You both barely even had an established relationship going on.

She brought you into her estate, moving right past your room to enter her own. You heard a click after entering inside, an indication she had locked the door behind her. What for? Surely she wasn’t going to do anything—

With that, she pushed you against a wall, trailing kisses all over your neck. Purple bruises being littered here and there. You couldn’t fight back the moan you had in your throat, clamping your hand tight against your mouth. Shinobu hums at this, pulling your hands away, tightly holding them against the wall. All while resuming her attack on your neck. What in gods name was going on? You pushed her slightly, mouth agape, still gasping for air. Despite mustering up all your strength to nudge her away to make room for you to speak, she was still extremely close to you.

“Wh— What is this? Are you just messing with me again?” You had asked, eyes locked onto Shinobu.

“Not at all, Y/N. I believe I am about to kiss you, if you would let me?” Breath hot against you, she had said. Did she just say.. kiss? You? What!?

“You— You can’t just casually say you want to kiss me..!? We’re not even dating..?! Hell, are we even friends?” Your voice was high pitched and squeaky, it was clear you were a nervous wreck.

“If that’s what you’d like, then please let me be your girlfriend. Please.” Her emotions were so raw. They were real. You couldn’t believe the words that had just penetrated your ears. Girlfriends? She likes girls!? With all the courage you had, you hugged her and gave her a kiss. It was sloppy, seeing as you have never kissed before. But it tasted sweet, comforting, even. Her hands trailed down back to your waist, while you cupped her face in your palms. Pulling apart after a long minute, the eye contact never breaks.

“Im guessing that’s a yes?” She said teasingly. This woman was going to be the death of you.

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