꩜ – SOLIVAN BRUGMANSIA :: what happens when you put sol in the friendzone?
1/2 .ᐟ.ᐟ – (18+) :: content – tkatb sol x gn!reader, yandere, obsessive/possessive dynamics, toxicity, dubcon/non-con, stalking, implied somnophilia
friendzoned!sol who is too sweet about the fact that you’d told him you weren’t ready and that you just wanted to be friends, just until you figure out how it is you feel exactly. even when he’d poured his heart and soul out into his confession.
in fact, sol liked to think he was barely heartbroken — sure, he wanted you badly, wanted to spend every waking hour holding you hand and cooking you meals and cuddling you to sleep, but he also just wanted you period.
and this wasn’t technically a no. it’s just a maybe. and for you? sol was nothing but absolutely patient.
friendzoned!sol who quickly learns that he hates being hyper-aware of where he stands, which is about 500 light years too far from where he really wants to stand. he’s fucking patient. he’s sweet. he never oversteps, hugs you and lets you go the minute you loosen up, buys you food and walks you home like a good friend. but he hates how he has no right to hate when you’re not with him.
when you’re staring at anyone else. sol thinks those eyes are his.
friendzoned!sol who needs you to run to him when no one else understands you — because no one else does. so he’s always waiting by his phone, preparing your favorite snacks for when you call him crying, asking him to come over because you were just so alone. he’s never going to make you wait any longer than five minutes; sol is at your doorstep before you can cry or bury your face into anything (or anyone) else.
friendzoned!sol hates himself for how selfish he is. in his defense, you’re torturing him without even realizing it; you’ve become so affectionate ever since you’d told him you just want to be friends right now, and part of him thinks it’s because you feel guilty. in a way, it’s endearing; you’ve always been too sweet, too kind to him. but whenever you hug him, whenever your hair tickles the skin of his neck or your eyes beam back at him, he loses focus.
he’ll inhale lungfuls of your perfume when you’re crying into his shoulder, as if trying to memorize the scent; he’ll offer you his sweaters and his t-shirts when you’re cold because he cares (and wants people to know who you really belong to). he’ll steal a kiss from your cheek when you’re upset under the guise of comforting you.
sol knows it’s selfish, especially when you’re so gentle, allowing yourself to be so vulnerable around him — but if he can’t have you yet, he’ll settle. he’ll be the puppy lapping at whatever scraps you graciously give him.
friendzoned!sol, who grows braver, playing around with the line seperating friendship with something else, as you learn to trust him more.
he sees the way you seem to smile more when he comes to sit with you. when he invites you to skip classes with him. when he’s the one staying with you until you fall asleep after walking you back to your apartment. and he’s starting to say more — you deserve to know you’re beautiful, deserve to be drawn in your focused stupor in the classroom, or in the dark when you’re asleep and your hair is all tangled up.
you deserve to be needed, not wanted. and sol needs you. badly. even if you’ll only have him as a friend (for now!)
friendzoned!sol, who’s more than friends with you for a few hours at a time; that is, when you’re asleep. he’s not just your fucking friend, not when his fingertips are cradling your cheeks as you snore quietly, tracing your jawline like you’re made of porcelain.
sol can’t possibly be just your friend when he’s the one in bed next to you every night — even when you don’t realize it.
even when you’re out cold. he wishes he didn’t have to knock you out to finally be your lover, but again, he’s settling for what he’ll get.
friendzoned!sol, who dreams of being more as he presses his nose into the crook of your neck and inhales. as he listens to the soft sound of your breathing — inhale, exhale — as if it’s gospel. as he presses soft, open-mouthed kisses to the space between your jawline and your neck, gripping your waist tight with his fingertips to ground himself.
“fuck,” sol all but whimpers, engulfed in your aroma. “haah. you smell perfect. my best friend.”
it’s all your fault, really. how could sol just be your friend when you’re everything he’s ever wanted – good enough to eat –always pressed against him so delectably like a missing puzzle piece?
he’s greedy as he tugs your resting frame closer into his chest, unwrapping the sheets gently and revealing your collarbone beneath your blanket. sol’s breath hitches.
his head dips down, tongue licking a steady stripe, tracing the shape of your bones, all the way up to your lips. and then he’s sucking at your mouth, moaning at the way you hum groggily without stirring awake.
would you dream of him? would you make those sounds for him and only him?
fuck.
friendzoned!sol who’ll always be your friend.
who’ll always be sweet on you, who’ll be at your beck and call as long as you have the ability to tell him. and since he’s just such a good friend, he’ll always be there to tuck you back into your blanket and press soft kisses to your forehead as he lets you drift back into deeper sleep. he’ll always make sure he’s as quiet as possible when he’s climbing back out of your window.
friendzoned!sol, who’s just your friend — until you realize that you always have been and always will be only his.
@ ttakdoll, 2026
got sidetracked writing something else so here's a short for my beautiful boy !
Your miscellaneous art on Twitter?? 🤯 UGH- It's so good!! 😭 Especially your DoL and 14DWY fanart. I just got into DoL, and the fanart really helps with picturing the chatacters while playing, and your interpretations on them are cute as frick 🥺❤ (Kylar moots?? 👀)
I played through TKATB this (my) morning and found that I personally enjoyed 'Defending Sol from the bullies' interaction better, all the more reason for Sol to love MC!! (Also, wasn't expecting the NSFW scene >/////< That was- Woof... 😳)
I must ask, was Sol inspired by 14DWY'S [REDACTED]? They have a lot in common, from their vibe down to their clothing, but Sol does have his own differences that makes him... Sol!
// Sol was actually a 5am brainrot (I want a pathetic yandere man) and I went thru pinterest (yes at 5am) to form a moodboard along with his choice of clothes.
// When I ended up finishing him it just hit me that his design does look liked [REDEACT] from 12DWY (LMAO). Green is one of my favorite colors. And yes I have played DoL and Kylar is my favorite.
// Conclusion, I somehow made a forbidden love child between Kylar and [REDEACT]. But I assure you Sol is his own person along with his own story and experiences same goes with Kylar and [REDEACT].
you and 0204 were at the crane machine while he hugged you from behind. he had been begging you to help him win at least one prize from the machine, but he was making that very, very difficult right now.
"0213, hurry uuuppp~" god, his whine was grating right now, but the way he pulled you closer and pressed his face against your neck made you pause your unneeded breath for a second.
your hand twitched against the red button finally hovering over one of the plushies there. "if you'd let me focus, i would have gotten it for you already," you whispered back to him in a rushed voice.
and that little shit had the nerve to smile. you could feel it against your skin. "aw, do i really have that much affect on you?"
in anger you slammed down the button for the claw machine to grab at something and he was still going. "hopefully that wasn't your last coin. 5012 will kill us if he finds out we're late and we have nothing to show for it."
perhaps fate decided that he was in the wrong because the machine granted you your one wish. it grabbed at the plushie and pulled it up, slowly moving it until…
your face lit up as you cheered, "yes! i got it!"
"eh? no way." your fellow reaper looked up and then down. "no way! no fucking way! you have to be kidding me?" his voice raised several pitches in just a matter of seconds and you could feel him trying to bring you down with him as he started to fall backwards.
CRASH!
he would pay for that later but you had at least grabbed the penguin plushie before the two of you hit the ground. you managed to flip yourself in time so you landed directly on his chest, your smile this time around being wide. you could see his goofy face scrunched up in frustration as he whimpered, "0213, you did that on purpose! i thought we had something special?"
"it looks like you!" you lifted the penguin plushie up to his face— round, black, white, and yellow. "you two could be twins. it's got the same tearful eyes as you."
"s-shut up! i'll make sure you'll pay for that."
perhaps the two of you should have made it up and off the floor sooner. there were certain reapers who didn't appreciate the new trainees being late and only time could tell how dead you two were going to be… again.
but for now? for now, you thought you could be maybe a minute or two later than usual if it meant giving this penguin boy a taste of his own medicine.
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