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amsgrey · 1 year

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it will be enough

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Grisha power wasn't specified, so I picked a random one. (and by picked I mean I literally added them to a spin-the-wheel thing and went with it).

Spoilers for Season Two of Shadow And Bone

warnings: Not proofread or edited, Nikolai being jealous, fluff at the end, more things that I have forgotten

You met Nikolai when he was still parading as Sturmhond, the witty privateer who was all about money and fun. You had been locked alone in the hull of a slaver's ship for longer than you could remember, wasting away without food, water or the ability to summon. Everything had been a blur, shouting, fighting, and then you were being unchained and helped upstairs. You remembered the first time stepping into the sun after that whole time, it burnt your eyes and you had to shield them with your arm.

You had met Sturmhond on his own boat, someone had laid you in a cot and forced you to drink water. Then, a man in teal had asked you your name, told you you were safe and would have a place on his crew if you wanted it. You had taken him up on it, there was always a space for a Squaller on his crew. Nikolai grew to trust you, and put his faith in you as he did Tamar and Tolya. Since then, you would follow Nikolai anywhere he asked.

That included helping him bring peace back to Ravka with the Sun summoner. You had been hesitant to leave your comfortable life with the crew of the Volkvolny, but you loved Nikolai, you would go with him to the ends of the earth. You and Nikolai had been dancing around feelings for each other for almost as long as you had known each other. Tolya was always teasing you about it, reciting cliché poetry and watching you and Nikolai exchange stolen glances. You were sure they were unrequited feelings, so you never acted on them.

It only got worse after returning to Ravka and meeting with the rest of Nikolai's allies at the Spinning wheel. You saw the way he looked at Alina, the hope that lit up his eyes, she was all he needed now. You tried your best not to be hurt about it, you knew loving a prince would only lead to pain. He would never be able to love you back, a commoner. So you volunteered to join Tolya to travel to Ketterdam. You were born and raised in Kerch, and you had the strongest language skills out of all of the party.

Nikolai hadn't spoken to you since announcing his engagement to the sun summoner, it felt like he was avoiding you. He finally approached you on the Hummingbird the day you agreed to leave.

"Y/N?"

You turned to find him leaning against the railings, watching you prepare the sails for the journey. "Moi Tsar."

Nikolai cringed, "Not yet."

You smiled, walking over to join him, "Does that mean I can still can you Sobachka?" You laughed, playfully shouldering him like you would do on the Volkvolny.

Nikolai rolled his eyes, "What is your obsession with that name?"

You enjoyed watching him squirm, making fun of him was too easy some days, "I like calling you Sobachka, makes me think of you like a little cute pup."

Tolya interrupted you both before Nikolai could answer, "We getting this show on the road?"

Nikolai took an extra look at you and the bright smile you sported, "Be safe," He ordered, returning to his Prince persona.

"We'll bring back Neshyenyer," You promised.

Returning to Kerch and meeting the crows felt like a fever dream. Somehow, you slotted into their ranks easily, quickly becoming fast friends. You grew to enjoy Kaz's company as much as the others, something about spending time with someone else from Kerch, who really understood. Besides, he was serious and unwavering and you kind of enjoyed someone who was as serious as you.

After the events in Shu-Han, you were having second thoughts about staying around in Ravka after the war. Nikolai had everything he needed now and Kaz had offered you a place with the Crows if you wanted it. The only thing that was keeping you in Ravka was Nikolai, but why stick around to love someone who would never love you?

You jogged along with Kaz, Wylan and Jesper, headed towards where Nikolai was rumoured to be. You followed Kaz's lead as he peeked over a wall, watching three Grisha rounded on Nikolai and his forces.

"Wylan," Kaz turned to the boy, "Grenade."

Wylan handed it over to him, everyone watching him light the fuse.

"Y/N?"

You nodded, stretching out your hands to summon wind to propel the grenade to your target. You all watched it make its mark, blowing The Darkling's Inferni back until she lay dead on the battlefield.

Nikolai looked to Tamar, "Where did that come from?"

Kaz stood proudly, declaring, "My Demolitions expert."

You stood to his right, just as proud to be joining the fray.

"Expert?" Wylan mumbled, looking at Kaz. You all looked at him as he corrected himself, "I mean, yes. Expert."

You and Jesper smiled, amused by his fake confidence.

You all took a step forward, sliding down the shingled roof and dropping down the wall. You used your small science to soften everyone's fall, allowing you all to rush towards the gates. Jesper quickly worked on the rust that bound the gates closed, leading Wylan to the barricade Tamar, Nadia and Adrick hiding behind. You and Kaz headed opposite them, where Nikolai was crouched.

As you both rushed over, Kaz muttered, "What nightmare have we gotten ourselves into."

Jesper looked over at your group, "Why's Sturmhond here?"

Tamar frowned at him.

"Round here he goes by Nikolai."

"Nikolai Lantsov," Jesper realized, looking over to the man in question. Nikolai shrugged, you couldn't help the chuckle at Jesper's annoyed expression.

"All this time, close personal friend," He spun his pistols into his hands, preparing for a fight.

Nadia and Tamar looked about as confused as could be, "And you are?" Tamar pressed.

Wylan was tucked behind Jesper, his hand resting on his back, "You must be Tamar." He answered, "We came with your brother."

That didn't seem to make the woman any less confused, but she didn't press it any further.

You all watched the Darklings Squaller and Tide Maker rise to attack again. The tide maker raised her hands, drawing water from the sky to draw her attack. Jesper sprung into action first, followed by Adrick and Nadia who came to his support. Watching Jesper shoot would always entrance you, he was such a great shot, aided by his Durast abilities.

You were about to stand and join the fight when Nikolai stopped you, "Did you get Neshyenyer?"

You nodded, "Zoya, Nina and Inej are finding Alina, they'll get to her."

Nikolai nodded in relief, as you looked him over you realized there was blood staining his jacket.

You pressed your fingers to the blood, "Are you hurt?"

Nikolai followed your gaze to where your hand rested on the stain, "it's- It's not mine."

You looked up at him, seeing the pain in his eyes. You would ask more later, for now, there were more pressing matters than those you'd lost.

Jesper finished his attack on the Tidemaker with the buttons on his waistcoat, lashing out and turning them into their tiny blades. As you looked past Nikolai you watched the Squaler draw lightning to his palms, it crackled and hissed as he tried to amass it.

Kaz nudged you with his crow's head cane, handing it over for you to use as a conductor. You quickly jumped to your feet, rushing to Jesper's side and using Kaz's cane and your powers to channel the electricity. Lightning was notoriously unstable, It didn't react well to being controlled. You threw your hands up, forcing the lighting to connect the two of you through Kaz's cane, then expelling the power back into the storm clouds it came from. The more lightning the Squaller summoned, the harder you worked to draw it away. Eventually, he ceased, knowing he could not lash out with the electricity you too controlled.

"I have Datura Meloxia!" Wylan shouted.

"Wylan! Now."

The boy uncapped the vile, calling for Adrick and Nadia to help him propel the powder, "Air support!"

You and Jesper ducked to avoid the powder being swept into Grisha's face, watching him stumble around in glazed confusion before Tamar sent her axe into his head.

As the Tidemaker tried to fight back one last time, she realized just how effective Jesper's attack had been. Screaming at the realization her fingers were gone. Nikolai was appearing to the side, raising his pistol and firing one last bullet, taking down the final one of the darklings Grisha.

"It's done."

You and Jesper both let out matching sighs of relief. He bent over to retrieve his pistol, then dramatically threw his arm around your shoulders to pull you into a side hug.

"Thanks for that, gorgeous."

You smiled, "My pleasure, Handsome."

You joined Kaz and Nikolai, the two of them eyeing each other. You retrieved Kaz's cane from the mud, handing it over to him with a triumphant smile, "I believe this belongs to you, Brekker."

Kaz took it from you, twisting it in his hand as he admired the crow's head.

Nikolai looked from you to the man who you were grinning at, suddenly less pleased to see Brekker, "I didn't realize you were patriots."

"Well if you die, we don't get paid," Kaz said like it was the most straightforward answer. You couldn't help but laugh, after the stress of the fight and Kaz's arid sense of humour, you needed it.

Nikolai was sure he could listen to you laugh every minute of every day and never get sick of it. He hadn't heard it enough in the last few weeks, and it pained him. He longed for the evenings on the Volkvolny when the crew would laugh and drink without the looming threat of death and destruction.

Everyone smiled when Tolya appeared, pulling his sister in a crushing hug. Nikolai looked around his gathered allies.

"We have to find Alina. If Kirigan brought the fight here, he's gunning for her."

Tolya nodded, "I've cleared us a way into the fort. Come on."

You fell into step with Nikolai at the back of the group, his unofficial bodyguard for the fight you were about to delve back into. Nikolai couldn't help but spare you glances, you looked tired, the lightning summoning had worn you out. He wanted to stop, allow you to rest, and bring back the bright smile you almost always wore. He knew better, though, just plotting along silently beside your group.

You sat next to Tamar as everyone took a much-deserved breather.

"A moment of sun before we deal with out losses," Nikolai sighed, glancing over the wounded and dying that lay on the grass, "Dominik..."

Tamar comforted her friend quickly, "He did exactly what any of us would have done for each other."

"For you," You added, leaning over and grabbing Nikolai's hand. He glanced down at your clasped hands, giving a small squeeze as thanks.

You all looked up as Alina, Inej, Nina and Mal walked over the hill. Nina stayed by the wounded while Inej and Alina exchanged a few quick words. Alina chased after Mal, leaving Inej to inform the group.

Nikolai thanked the crows for their help, he took Tolya's arm and headed away to address the consequences. You were about to join when Kaz called your name.

You turned to the man, a small frown on your face, "Yes?"

"If you ever feel like coming back to Ketterdam," He spoke, "We would welcome a crow with your abilities."

Jesper and Inej both nodded, showing their support.

You couldn't help the smile that grew, "I'll think about it." You promised, taking your leave to follow after Nikolai and the others.

When you met up with Nikolai, he wouldn't meet your gaze. Looking at everyone else but you. He made preparations for the Darkling to be burned on a pyre, leading all of his most trusted allies to join him. It was strange, that it was all over. There was no more fold, no more bickering or fighting between otkazat'sya and Grisha, it was an entirely new beginning.

You wanted to stand by Nikolai as he addressed your small group, but there was something off about him. He still had yet to make eye contact with you, ignoring your small gestures of comfort. Eventually, you gave up, coming to stand next to Nina behind Alina.

As Nikolai finished his speech, Kaz led his crows away. Nina looked at you, knowing you needed the support. She took your hand, leading you away from the flames with the rest of the crows.

The gathered forces were celebrating as you all exited the sand that was once the fold. Offering all of you drinks and food. You couldn't find the energy to join the festivities, brushing off friends and fellow Grisha to find a quieter space.

You found yourself wandering until you reached the roof of the compound, finding a perch on the edge of a wall looking over the land around the compound.

You let out a quiet gasp in fright when Nikolai appeared at your side.

He quickly grabbed your arm, "Don't fall."

You smiled, "I won't. Probably."

Nikolai chuckled, joining you on the ledge. You were struck by how many times you would sit together like this on the Volkvolny.

"Shouldn't you go find a healer?" You asked, gesturing to the bandages wrapped around his leg.

Nikolai shrugged, "I needed to talk to you first."

You looked away, "About?"

Nikolai was staring at the horizon, clearly also struggling to find the courage to talk. Something had changed between you two for sure.

"What did Brekker say," Nikolai finally spoke after a long silence between you.

You glanced at him, the afternoon sun was illuminating his face. His hair was still cleanly combed back, neatly styled to make him look regal. His cheek was still bruised, the only thing that made him look like the Sturmhond you knew.

"He said if I ever wanted to go home, I had a place with the crows."

Nikolai nodded, "Home to Ketterdam?"

Nikolai knew how much you missed Kerch, you grew up in the countryside on a farm with your siblings. You had stopped in Ketterdam once or twice with the Volkvolny crew, but it wasn't the same as going back to live there.

"I know it sounds crazy," You fiddled with your hands, "I never thought it would be possible to go back, maybe now..."

Nikolai could relate to that, he never felt entirely at home in the Grand Palace, and he didn't think it would ever be possible to. Now he would rule there.

"When are you and Alina leaving for Os Alta?"

"Tomorrow," Nikolai replied, "Tamar and Tolya are taking over captainship of the Volkvolny."

You hummed, "I'm sure they're excited about that, Tolya can stop for all the snacks he wants."

Nikolai laughed, a carefree laugh that made you smile too.

You both sat in peaceful silence for a while, listening to the celebrations going on under your feet. You felt like there was something more to say like you both wanted the other to confess the feelings you shared.

You kept coming back to the fact Nikolai and Alina were engaged. You knew that it wasn't a love match, Alina loved Mal. But even so, they would be tied together for as long as it took for Ravka to rebuild. You were being childish if you thought you and Nikolai could be anything other than friends. And so you were thinking more and more about returning to Ketterdam, joining the crows. Leaving Nikolai would hurt, but it would hurt more watching Nikolai with Alina.

You eventually came to the conclusion there was nothing more you could say, Nikolai clearly did not share your feelings. You cleared your throat, stretching casually and then getting to your feet.

"They're probably missing us," You said, trying to hide your disappointment.

Nikolai didn't respond, staring out at the horizon a while longer.

"You should stay."

You almost didn't hear it, already a few steps away from Nikolai. You turned to face him, "What?"

Nikolai got to his feet and stood before you, giving you his full attention for the first time since leaving the Volkvolny.

"I want you to stay."

You struggled to find any words, gaping at the man before you.

Nikolai kept talking, "I know that I can't ask this of you, I know I Shouldn't. But seeing you with Brekker, the thought of you going to Ketterdam with him-"

Nikolai stopped when you giggled. He frowned at you, "What?"

"Nothing," You giggled.

Nikolai grabbed your hand, "What? Why are you laughing?"

You stifled your laugh, "Are you jealous of Kaz?"

Nikolai faked being offended, "Me? Jealous?"

"Oh, you so are," You cackled, getting a lot of amusement out of watching the Tsar squirm, "Nikolai Lantsov with his damnably handsome looks is jealous?"

Nikolai dropped your hand and threw his hands up in exasperation, "You are the worst."

You grinned, then remembered what he had asked. "Do you really want me to stay?"

Nikolai looked serious again, "I do. I want you to stay with me, by my side."

"But you're engaged to Alina."

Nikolai seemed to realize at the same time you did, he nodded solemnly, "We couldn't be anything to each other in public. At least, not until Alina and I end our engagement."

"You'll end your engagement?"

"It was always the plan," Nikolai explained, "She loves Mal. I love you. It's just for political-"

"You love me?" You cried before you could stop yourself.

Nikolai's face flushed, he scratched his neck sheepishly, "Yes."

"Well," You reached out and took his face in your hands, cupping his cheeks gently, "Aren't you lucky I love you too."

Nikolai's face burst into a cocky grin. He grabbed your waist, firmly holding onto you and dragging you closer to him. He reached one hand u to cup your cheek, guiding a thumb over your cheekbone tenderly.

"I can't believe you were jealous of Kaz," You teased, drunk on the feeling of being so close to Nikolai.

"Shut up," Nikolai scoffed, he leaned in and captured your lips in a kiss. He pulled you even closer until you were flush with his chest. You brought your hands to the back of his neck, twisting your fingers into his hair. You couldn't help but feel relief, the feeling of it washed over you. You had spent the last few days worrying about where you stood. This answered that gnawing fear, Nikolai felt the same.

Nikolai pulled away, pressing his forehead to yours. His arms wound around your waist, holding you close while he stared into your eyes.

Your face was flushed and you were breathless, "I have been waiting years for you to do that."

Nikolai smiled, "I've been wanting to do that for years."

You knew this wouldn't be the end of this discussion, about him and Alina. But for now, you were happy to follow him to Os Alta, to know he felt the same way. That would be enough for now.

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jarofstyles · 1 year

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Teacher’s Pet III

A/N: the moment you have been waiting for is here. a fan favorite has made a return. It’s been a year? maybe more? I hope it was worth the wait!! planning a part 4 finale for this, promise it will not take a year this time hehe - n + d

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pairing: Harry Styles x Reader

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Harry was hooked, effectively fucked.

He was spending a ridiculous amount on her streams and paying extra for sessions to speak to her. He couldn’t get enough, not when he knew he could have her so easily. Oddly enough, she had began to text him outside of the hours allotted and he didn’t mind at all. She was quite bright.

Was it wrong of him to do this? To take on the fact that his student was doing wonderful sex work and then help her tutor every week? Yeah. Probably. But no one had quite gotten him off like she had. She was so needy and so willing to give in to him, the pleading tone of her voice making his cock grow heavy with need. Y/N was able to so easy give up all her inhibitions and connect– and that was truly something he hadn’t experienced before. His ego grew every time she sent him a message, especially when he knew he’d been the object of her affection. She was in class when it happened the first time. His phone buzzed in his pocket, only for him to check when the movie had started that she had texted him she was wet. His spirit became brighter after that day.

When she had texted him a simple hello? He responded promptly. It was a Tuesday night, nothing special.

‘Hello, princess. May I help you?’ He responded.

Was it wrong for her to pay special attention to a guy from her streams? He was paying her for every conversation, sitting in on every stream. God, how did he even have the money to stay for as long as he did? She truly didn’t know, but it was hot. Really hot.

His body was stuck in her mind, every time she got off she thought about him and him making a total and complete mess of her. It excited her, his words edging her on. Of course, she was a sucker for whatever he gave her... she desperately wanted to hear him too. She had heard his moans, but she wanted to hear more.

Y/N was definitely buttering him up, texting him whenever she felt like it had been a few days and she felt like she could. They were forming quite the friendship. She hated to think that the reason she got so wet over this daddyh character was because he in a way reminded her of her professor.

‘yes please 🥺’

‘Sorry if this is a lot but I’m feeling really needy today’

Y/N had to meet with her professor tomorrow and she was desperate for some relief so she wouldn’t accidentally do something when he tutored her tomorrow. She just wanted to live in that little fantasy while she could.

‘That’s perfectly fine, sweetheart.’

‘Actually, it does please me quite a bit to know I’m the one you’re coming to.’

He had double texted and felt his stomach warm at the fact that she had chosen him. She had decided that he was the one she wanted to talk to while she was being needy, that she was in need and want to speak to. Their conversations weren’t always sexual— they’d spoken about a plethora of things. But there was always that... tension. And more often than not, she would hint that she was all alone in bed and it would spiral at that.

‘What can I do for you, baby? How can I help...’

He was wanting so badly to know how he could help her. If she wanted just more attention, or if she wanted something else. Money, too. He would give her anything she desired.

Y/N felt her stomach warm up, genuinely pleased at the fact that he was more than happy with her sending him messages like this. She didn’t want to seem clingy or like she was trying to get money from him, she genuinely enjoyed talking to him and he was a very good and loyal viewer of hers so why not.

‘awe good 🥰’

‘I’m happy to hear that’

Not only was he good at keeping conversation but he had proven time and time again that he was caring and it made her heart swell. Y/N wasn’t one to fall for people just like that, but he was slowly ticking off her boxes and she was so so needy for something to get her mind off of her professor. When he asked what he could do for her? She decided to be a little bold.

‘I was thinking maybe we could do a call?’

‘Free of charge of course! Really, I just thought it would be nice to actually get to talk to you and stuff :)’

Harry didn’t see an issue. Voices over the phone sounded distorted and if he spoke lowly in his throat, then he didn’t see the problem. Especially because he really, really would like it.

He decided to call instead of responding. Maybe he was a bit bold in that, but it didn’t matter. He was more than happy to speak to her and wanted to hear her voice in real time. He was praying that she was going to use that cute voice she did when she spoke to his username on the live stream.

“Hello, love.” He said when she answered. His voice was more gravelly and deeper, laying back on his bed. “Why are you feelin’ needy?”

“Hiii” A whine left from her lips once she heard him speak. “You didn’t tell me you had an accent....” Y/N was a pool in her panties. His voice was so deep and low, her pussy was already throbbing. “Daddy, you.... I love your voice.” She said shyly, feeling like he was really just her wet dream.

“I had an okay day today, I was studying and stuff but I just get really frustrated sometimes... my professor is really nice about it though.” Y/N’s Professor also happened to be British so this wasn’t making things any easier on her.

It was insane to hear her arousal. She had whined at his voice. He loved how she said Daddy so naturally, so eager to talk to him. The way she brought him up too— he was curious.

“M’sorry I didn’t, sweet girl. I forget I have an accent.” He wasn’t lying either— he really did forget often that he had an accent and that it was different than hers. Lack is awareness maybe. He’d been living in the states for a while now.

“Thank you for the compliment. And I understand being frustrating, studying must be hard. But you’re such a good girl for doing it anyway.” He was taunting a little bit, slipping the good girl in there without a second thought. “I’m also glad to hear your professor is nice. Good teachers are always an asset to the learning of students.” He murmured, stretching out on the bed. He could hear shuffling on the other side and chuckled.

Y/N was lapping this up. She swore hearing him just like that wasn’t enough, she wished she put on headphones so she could hear him as if he was right there with her but this would do. Instead, she decided to put him on speaker stripping out of the clothes she had left so she could just be naked.

“Y’alright? Moving quite a bit over there.”

“Yeah— sorry, I just got really hot so I took of my shirt.” Y/N told him, “We don’t have to do stuff right now either, I just wanted to talk to you and hear your voice.” She felt the warmth in her cheeks rising like crazy, knowing that maybe it was a bit much to say to someone who was merely a supporter of hers but she meant it.

“How was your day? What did you do?” Y/N wanted to know. She could just listen to his voice and touch herself and he wouldn’t know, gently caressing her breasts and hips and ass. Y/N was tough starved, hungry for it. Quite desperate too.

“Hm... well; I ate a good breakfast. Went to work, stayed a bit longer than normal. It was a fairly normal day, I suppose. Had some food and came home.” He was talking to a shirtless Y/N on the phone and he knew damn well there wasn’t anything innocent going on in her mind.

“Tell me why you feel so needy.” He questioned. “S’it something you feel often? Or is it a new thing?” Harry wanted to be the one she was needy for. It seemed like he was though; just by how often they communicated and how sweet she was to him. Both at classes and over the phone.

Y/N hummed at his answer, closing her eyes and fully letting herself sink into that deep throaty tone that he had. He sounded so damn sexy she felt like she could cum just listening to him talk about anything. “I’m glad you had a good day.” She cooed, letting out a sigh without realizing it.

“Yeah... pretty often..” Y/N spoke and then thought about how to word this properly. “You know how I said I had a really nice professor?... He reminds me of you...” She explained, hoping that it didn’t make him feel weird. He did say he liked it when she wore the school girl outfit the other day on live so maybe it was a kink of his too? “Then I just think about you and I get so wet and I don’t want to be a bother... but thinking about you always makes me feel so good and I wish you could be here helping me...” Y/N’s tone was breathy as she started to play with her clit.

“Oh, baby. I already know that you’ve been touching at yourself this whole time.” He smirked to himself, hand holding his length in his briefs. God, she was perfection. “Get wet thinking about getting fucked by a professor, hm? You’re quite the naughty girl. Know that you get extra slick in your videos whenever I say something like that.” Oh, he noticed. “Wear that tiny little skirt in the uniform, I love it. I very much wish I was there to help you. I know that your little clit is probably all swollen. Probably feels really good to touch, yeah?”

Y/N let out another audible whine, hearing him talk dirty the way he texted? It was a whole different level of arousal she couldn’t even begin to explain how her body felt. She wanted more, she needed more. “I’m sorry, daddy, I can’t help it... you just sounds so good, it makes my pussy ache... I want more! Please let me touch more, please!”

“Fuck me... it aches, does it princess? M’sorry I’m not there to fix it.” He cooed, cock jumping at the thought. He was fucking aroused, wanting her cunt so badly he could punch something. His briefs were thrown to the side, Harry spitting thickly into his palm before wrapping it around his cock, stroking slowly.

Of course if he was going to pull her kinks out she would use his against him. It would only make him get a bit more heated, make his voice that much darker and deeper. “It feels so nice to touch...” Y/N let out another whimper like moan. “Are you touching yourself too daddy? Did I get your cock swelling for me?”

“Mm. Course I am, you always get me hot. You’re just... so fucking dirty. But you keep it relatively tame on your lives.” He muttered. “Know there’s a dirtier girl. Filthy. The way you talk to just me... know it.” He bit down on his lip at her next phrase, hearing her impatience and need for his touch and cock. That’s what made him feel even better.

She felt her breathing pick up, deciding she wanted to get her vibrator out because she knew she could tease herself and make this last much longer than she could with just her fingers.

“All I want is to be stuffed full of your cock!”

“You’re so impatient, princess. Already touching all over your parts and begging for cock. Can’t help yourself.”

“Please daddy...” Y/N whimpered, bucking her hips up against her vibrator, having it set on the lowest setting but it was already doing a lot. “Want to feel you— fuck.. feel you stretch me out.” She was teasing her entrance, he had gifted her a dildo and sent it to her PO Box. It was the only one she used now.

“I want photos.” He snapped at her. “Sitting there wasting such a nice sight, not letting Daddy see? That isn’t what I want.” He could hear her. “Your little cunt is soaked and I can hear it. What are you using, hm? Your fingers? A nice toy? Let me see.” He was demanding photos and maybe that was out of line but he knew she liked being bossed around in bed and would love to please him.

Y/N swore he brought the filth out of her. She knew she could be dirtier than most on her streams but with him she turned into a proper animal. It was mostly because he called to everything she wanted when it came to a sexual partner, fulfilled her fantasies.

“Told you I was needy, Daddy!” Y/N whined, “want you to come here and fuck me, make me scream— Ah! Mmm, make me beg and cry for your to let me cum. Want you to force it out of me, over and over! Want you to use me..”

“So what you’re saying... you want to be daddy’s little fuckdoll?” He murmured darkly. “Want me to take what I want from you and make your pussy cum over and over until you’re a drooling mess?” He rubbed his thumb over the tip of his cock. “Are you being a good little slut and taking photos for daddy? I want to see your pussy spread open.”

Y/N let out a whine, knowing that she would have to stop what she was doing just to take pictures and she was wondering if maybe turning on her camera would be better. She set up her phone, the way she usually did if she was doing these sessions to take photos and turned her video on so he could see.

“Look daddy..” Y/N whimpered, knowing she wouldn’t be able to see him but that was fine. As long as she could hear him, that’s all that matters. She sat back with her back against her pillows, spreading her legs and showing him what was going on.

His own private show. It was all for him after all. Y/N giggled a little bit when she heard his reaction, setting the dildo that he bought her in front of the camera before leaning down and starting to suck in it as if it were his cock, looking up at the camera.

“Fuck, baby. That’s my little slut.” He growled, watching her give him the best gift. She was shameless and he loved for it. The way she just simply gave him everything, spread legs and looking right at the cane for him... he was incredibly turned on.

“Suck that cock. S’what your mouth is made for, isn’t it? To suck your daddy off, make me cum in your slutty mouth.” He was so aroused, watching her take it deeper into her throat. It was torture that she wasn’t really sucking him. “Your little pussy aches so badly all the time, doesn’t it? S’cause you were meant to be stuff full of my cock all the damn time. Spread your legs a bit more for me, baby. That’s what I want.” He was stroking himself steadily, spitting on the hand every so often.

Y/N smiled when she pulled off of the cock, slapping it on her flat tongue a bit before pulling back and spreading her legs for him the way he had asked. Being a cam girl really came in handy, she really knew all the right angles and knew just what to say. She was horny too, hearing him praise and humiliate her all at once. It was the perfect mixture of what she loved.

“Daddy... did you buy me this cause it’s big like you?” She asked curiously, bringing the dildo up to her mouth once more so she could lick up the base of it. Y/N watched the camera curiously, knowing she wouldn’t see his face, but knowing he could get the pleasure in knowing she was looking right at him. Her hands moved to bring the dildo to her core again, starting to push it into her slowly but surely. Her head fell back as she moaned in excitement, “Wish it was you! Fuck! Daddy!” Y/N was a whining mess, grabbing at her breasts to ease some tension.

“Mm. I’m a little bigger than that.” He wasn’t lying either. But he was too focused on the view he had. “Fuck me, look at it stretch your open. Got such a tiny cunt, swollen and pink. You use it so much, get yourself to cum so many times. Have all those filthy fucking perverts watching your sweet little body. Wishing they could have a taste. Like a little tempting candy.” He watched her slide it in and out of her pussy.

“Push it all the way in. That’s it. All the way.” He instructed. Her mouth fell open as she struggled a little to take it but he watched it settle in all the way. “Press on your tummy. You feel that? Feel how full you are? S’what I could do for you. Make you even more full than that.” He admitted.

“Of course you wish it was me. You want a hand on your throat and fingers in your mouth. You want to be held down and used like the precious little cunt you are.”

Y/N was close to throwing a tantrum. She wanted it! She wanted him. Every little push of the dildo inside of her was sending her, the combination of his voice and just how deep it was inside her? Y/N swore she was ready to risk it all. If she didn’t know any better she would give him her address and tell him to come over now but she wasn’t that stupid. She didn’t really know him as much as she thought she might have.

“Daddy!” Y/N whimpered, taking a sharp harsh breath. “It’s so deep...” Her voice was quiet as she leaned her head back and closed her eyes, thinking about the scenario he had just told her about. She shuddered in response, letting out another loud whine before starting to thrust it in and out of her at a rapid pace. “I want it to be you...” Y/N moaned out, “please— I want it to be you, please.” She was wondering where he was from in that moment, if it would be easy for him to get here. She couldn’t stop thinking about his body, now she had a voice to match it. Y/N just knew he had to be attractive.

“I love hearing you beg. You’re filthy. I love that shit, you know that princess? I love hearing you beg for my cock. I’m just watching you fuck yourself and thinking about it being me... you’re going crazy.” He chuckled. “Fuck, you’re so wet too. Christ sake, you messy bitch. Look at the mess you’ve made on your sheets. Look at the little puddle.” He grit his teeth.

“Want that on my sheets. If I was there I would shove that pretty face in that stain and fuck your cunt open. Keep it held down there. Maybe I’d make you lick it up too. Depends how mean m’feeling.” His pace of his hand quickened.

Y/N couldn’t believe the words that were coming from his mouth. She wanted it to be real, the whine that left her mouth was primal. She was so so close and his words only edged her on, Y/N couldn’t formulate words she was just babbling at this point and she didn’t care.

“Daddyiwan— oh mhm, fuck!” A high pitched squeal hit when she added the vibrator back into the mix. Within seconds she was properly dripping on the bed, her thighs and ass slick and glistening from the light she had in her room. It didn’t much longer for her to cum. Her body shaking at the release, she screamed out for him, resisting the urge to call him by Professor Styles’ name. All she could picture was his face on this man’s body. Y/N was shaking and squealing as she left the vibrator on her sensitive clit, visibly clenching around the fake cock that was inside of her.

“Please, please, please, please!” She was begging, but she wasn't sure what for. Her body felt hot, muscles tensing at the delicious feeling.

“Don’t move it, princess.” Harry hummed, “You can give me another won’t you?” He was close to his on release, prepared to milk his cock entirely for her. Every shaky breath and plead that came from her only pushed him closer and closer to the edge. “So good baby, give me another one, I know you want to…”

"Fuck!” Y/N squeaked, the sensitivity made her legs twitch. It hurt so good, the feeling was like a drug to her. Every pulse of the vibrator against her clit had her mewling, heat spreading throughout her body in waves, her breathing becoming heavy once again.

“That’s it… just like that, cream all over that cock like you would mine.” Harry spoke through his clenched teeth. She was utterly perfect, he couldn’t take his eyes off the screen. Y/N had been doing this all for him, of course she didn’t know it was him, but it was him none the less. The eyes they gave each other during class, the teasing during her streams, Harry wanted to feel her in the flesh. He imagined his hands all over her, coaxing more and more orgasms out of her with both his hands and the toys. For now this would do, watching her body begin to thrash due to the force behind the orgasm.

“You look beautiful…” Harry thought out loud, seconds before he himself felt his orgasm ripping through him. The sound of low groans and the slick of his hand against his cock filled the room, his eyes never leaving her body on the screen. So sweet and laid out for him on her bed, how he wished he could be there to lap up every bit of cum she had given him.

“Did so good for me, bunny.” He hummed, swallowing thickly as he started coming to his senses again. He cleared his throat and watched as she beamed, sitting up to grab the phone from its spot. How on earth was he ever going to let her go knowing she was so close to him?

“Go take a shower and rest up for me, yeah? I’ll see you tomorrow.” He spoke without a second thought about their class tomorrow. Surely, that wouldn’t be where her mind went.

But it did.

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wh0refornikolailantsov · 11 months

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Prompt: “Do you want me to leave?”

For Kaz Brekker x Reader please!!

Get Out Of Ketterdam, Damn You - Kaz Brekker

Content Warnings: Kaz's Trauma. Canon Barrel Appropriate Backstory, Threat and Violence. Not Beta/Proof Read. Unhealthy Relationship With Kaz Brekker, Like There Could Be Another Kind.

Kaz looks at the payment in front of him, your share of the last job, and he knows exactly what it means, it means you finally have everything you need to get the hell out of Ketterdam. And you should. Kaz knows you should. There is nothing for you here, nothing but bad memories and constant reminders of how everything has always been in the barrel: unfair and lonely. Nothing is given freely in the barrel, and anything good is hard to come by, and is quickly snuffed out. The barrel isn't a place for those who still have hope, and as much as Kaz wanted to keep you here, you were still full of in, despite everything. The barrel hadn't burned it out of you yet.

"You wanted to see me?" you ask. Kaz flickers his eyes up to meet yours but quickly looks back down to some papers he is arranging. You didn't spend much time in the slat. It never really felt like somewhere you could be be, you always felt just outside of it, like you needed to be invited in.

"Your free," is all Kaz says, waving a hand absently at the table. He wants this over, he wants you to take what is yours and leave and never look back. He cannot have this take too long, he is finding this hard enough.

"I'm free?" you ask.

"You got your justice, you have your money, you belong to nothing and no one," Kaz says, "free to leave Ketterdam, isn't that what you wanted?"

"Oh, right," you nod, thinking it over. Kaz won't look at you, and you hate that feeling, like he isn't trying to send you away to never return, like this is just some other business interaction. You guess, to him it is. “Do you want me to leave?”

He didn't expect you to ask him that. No. His mind screaming at him, no he didn't want you to leave. He wanted you to stay. He wanted you to always be this close. Within reach without needing to reach for you. He wants what he wants to matter, to be more than this childish desires he thought he had boxed away in the years it took for him to get to where he is now. He wanted to not want you. He wanted to want you to leave. He wanted to not have to want to want you to leave. His feelings wrapped in more feeling felt like they started to choke him and he clears his throat.

"I will not ask you to stay," he says. It's true. He won't. He couldn't. He couldn't ask you to stay when he knows you would for him. When he knows that he cannot give you a reason to. He cannot be enough of a reason to stay. He cannot ask that of you.

"That's not what I asked," you say calmly. You know Kaz Brekker is not an easy man. He is as far away from convenient as you can imagine. Of all the things you've wanted in spite of how badly they treat you, Kaz may be the top of the list. But he is like the last piece of chocolate, or that one extra shot of kvas. You tell yourself you shouldn't go for it, that you know you'll only feel worse, that its not going to fix you, it's not going to make you feel better. It'll probably make you feel worse. It always makes you feel worse. But you never are strong enough to stop yourself.

You once looked at Jesper, placing another bet he should not place at a table he was losing at badly, and you wondered for a moment why he couldn't just walk away. Then you'd seen Kaz watching the game and you understood entirely.

"Do you want me to leave?" You ask.

"I want you to be so far away from the barrel, I want you to have a life somewhere better than Ketterdam, I want better for you," Kaz says, each word having to be dragged out of him, his voice tight and strained.

"But do you want me to leave?" You ask, the need to hear him say it apparent in your tone. His eyes meet yours and that killer, that shark, stare down death, look that you have gotten so used to seeing is nowhere to be found. You don't recognise him, he isn't Kaz Brekker, Dirtyhands, Bastard of The Barrel as he looks at you now, he is someone entirely different, someone you've never truly seen.

Kaz knows if he tells you he doesn't want you to leave, you never will. You will stay in Ketterdam. You will stay in the barrel. You will stay with him, beside him, always at this distance, until the barrel claims you both. He knows now is the time to lie, to tell you that he wants you gone. To make you leave while you can. To make you choose yourself. To make you finally put yourself above him. He who has done nothing to deserve the fealty you've shown him. He who is not capable of having the life you are steps away from taking for yourself. He is broken, he is not even sure he is entirely human. And he has stopped trying to convince himself that he could mould himself into something that resembles a better man. He cannot fix himself, and he will not ask you to try. But you are not broken, you are not beyond repair and you can be free. All he has to do is lie to you.

Kaz Brekker has told enough lies in his life, pulled off much less convincing falsities, this simple mistruth should be no harder than than a single breath, but Saints he has never found it harder to breathe than right now.

One lie, and you're free, and you can have everything you deserve, everything better than the barrel has to offer, everything better than he has to offer.

One lie and you can have everything, except the truth.

Everything except him, but he was something you could never truly have anyway, a truth you both know too well.

"Kaz," your voice cracks as you say his name. Your eyes are pleading with him, begging him to not make you ask again. But you do anyway. "Do you want me to leave?"

Kaz could do this one thing, this one... selfless thing. For you. He could do it.

But he doesn't. "No," he says, "I don't want you... to leave."

♡ Tag as requested: @the-girl-in-the-shadows ♡

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h-harleybaby · 1 year

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can you make (romantic) rollar skating with cartman kenny and butters hcs please

-xxx anon

Ooooh

Ofc hun <333

Cartman

Eric kinda sucks at skating because mans has n o b a l a n c e

So when his gf asks him to go to the skating rink with her as a date, he was a lil iffy about it

With enough begging, he'll go with you tho- but you gotta pay for him to get in

You're perfectly fine with that, as long as you get to spend time with your stupid bf <33

As I said earlier, Eric sucks at skating so ofc he fell a bunch of times, each time getting even more mad. He probably cursed out his skates despite them being inanimate objects and grumbled the whole time he was actually skating

He would get into such a bad mood if you laugh at him falling, probably would pout about it and say how mean you are

If you kiss him a couple of times he'll forgive you tho, but it has to be when no one's looking so no one he knows will say something

But the rest of the date he's gonna have a death grip on you so he doesn't fall again. 8/10

Kenny

Kenny doesn't have the money to get in at first but he just can't say no to you, how could he say no to that adorable face you have and those eyes??

He's probably has to take up a couple of extra shifts and pickpocket a few people so he can take you out to the skating rink and treat you <33

He isn't exactly bad at skating, he's just never done it before

Once he gets the hang of it he's probably better than you! You might've purposefully fell into him a couple of times so he could hold you in his arms while y'all skated together

Neither of you are complaining tho, it's fun to get out and Kenny loves the touch

He's completely simping over you tho, you just look so pretty??? PLUS- you're wearing that skirt he loves seeing you in cough he loves seeing you in everything cough

Would probably skate behind you just so he can check you out- and who knows, he might just pull you away at some point to make out with you because lord knows he can't keep his hands to himself

Overall y'all had a really fun time and he took you out to eat after, it was the best. 10/10 time

Butters

I hc that Butters is actually super good at skating and goes a lot

He remembered you mentioning how you wanted to go skating because you had never gone before and he immediately, like the lil gentleman he is, said that he's gonna take you on a date to the skating rink! Only if you're free and ok with it tho <33

He's gonna hold your hand the whole time because he doesn't want you to fall! But he shows you how to skate and comforts you whenever you fall saying you're doing pretty well for someone who's never skated before

Butters is probably flustered the whole time and it's so fucking cuteee

He probably fell at least once or twice because he was watching you skate in front of him and being completely smitten

He walks you home when all is said and done, he can't take you out to dinner or his parents would ground him for staying out too late

But he'd probably make you a home cooked meal or at the very least try if his parents are asleep or not home. If his parents are home or awake he'll ask if you can stay for dinner and you eat dinner with his family while holding his hand under the table :D

It was one of the best nights of his life so far and it was a wonderful date :) 10/10

SORRY IT TOOK ME FOREVER HOPE YOU LIKE IT

IT WAS SUCH A CUTE REQUEST <333

Please spam my asks with cute requests I love them-

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spinningwebsandtales · 1 year

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Dreaming of Eden With You

Nicholas D. Wolfwood X Fem!Widow Reader

Rating: T+

Warnings: Suggestive themes, mentions of death, and angst

Word Count: 4.2k

Requested by @anzaisaki

(A/N:) Okay apparently I cannot write small imagines for Nicholas! XD I had one idea and it rolled downhill until it became this! XD I had so much fun writing it and I hope it’s as much fun to read as well! I adore his character and I hope to see more of him than what was in the original Trigun series! But that leaves us fanfic writers to have some fun and give the readers what they desire! I had a lot of fun with this request and I hope it’s everything you wished for. I tried tagging you so I hope you can find it! So until next time happy reading! ~Countess

When you had started this journey you had thought that it was everything that would make life better. Your husband had agreed instantly, wanting better for you both and the child on the way. He even pushed harder to relocate when the doctor told you both you were expecting twins. One mouth was going to be expensive enough to feed, but he was ecstatic so you couldn’t dread having two kids to look after. He wanted the best for you and the babies, that made you soar above cloud nine. The journey started out easy, despite the heat and the dust. It was until halfway there that the trials became harder and harsher did you finally start to regret leaving the place you had called home for years. Then tragedy struck, your husband gave his life protecting you and the life within from bandits who took everything you both had. The only thing you had left to your name was a small sack with just a few meager possessions, a torn photo, and a little bit of money. You hid your stomach well as you knew some foul criminals would use your state to take advantage of whatever they desired. After your husband had breathed his last you trudged onward, on foot to the next town. It had taken you several days and with no water. By the time you made it, you were dusty, exhausted, and on the verge of collapse. Despite the horrors of the world an elderly couple did take pity on you. They opened their home to you and fed you, bathed you, and promised to keep the life you carried inside a secret.

You didn’t stay long as you didn’t want to be a burden but now as you sat at a rickety table at a less than desirable establishment you were regretting not staying within the comfort of that home. You still had a ways to go until you reached your destination, the last wish your husband breathed was for you to continue on. To arrive and make the life you would build better for the little ones and yourself. You shook your head blinking back tears in frustration as you couldn’t help but feel despair bubbling up. If your husband couldn’t survive. How would you? You had no weapon, no means of transport, you could barely afford the necessary food and water for the journey. You wallowed quietly, unaware of your surroundings until the chair before you scraped the floor and a man plopped down. His shaggy black hair dusting his brow, while sunglasses hid his eyes from view. He propped a large canvas wrapped cross against the table. Without so much as acknowledging you he held up two fingers gaining a waitress’s attention.

“Two waters,” he told her, “and two specials and make the lady’s a little extra portion.”

You opened your mouth to protest but too late the woman rushed away to get the order in. Business was slow and like she knew that you would argue she took off. You glared at the man while he just smiled easily leaning back in his chair.

“I don’t even know you. Get lost,” you snarled as you weren’t really in the mood to deal with any kind of nonsense at the moment. Nor did you have the money to spend on food, let alone an extra portion (despite your babies needing the food).

“Don’t have to know me for me to do a kind deed,” he still smiled easy and it infuriated you more.

“For what kind of payment,” you questioned readying yourself to sprint out of here. “What’s your angle?”

“Let’s just say I’m a sucker for a good sob story and you look like you have one heck of a doozy to tell. Plus I don’t like the way them guys over there are looking at a pregnant lady.”

You jolted up with eyes wide. “You can tell?!”

“Not everyone has the senses I do, or pays attention to minor details but you keep your arms wrapped around your stomach. So either you have a REALLY bad stomach ache or your pregnant. And seeing as you aren’t green in the gills, yet. Gotta be pregnant. Congratulations!”

“What kind of priest are you?”

He grunted leaning forward patting the cross with one of his large hands, “Undertaker actually. But I’m an undertaker with a good listening ear. Mind unburdening yourself, you’ll feel better.”

“My husband was killed about a week ago,” you started, surprised that you were actually telling this man your story. He smiled leaning back in his chair again, readying himself for as long as you would go on.

“My condolences,” he interrupted a sad frown pulling at his lips.

“Thank you. He protected me and the babies and lost his life for it.” You sniffed wiping at the tears that threatened to fall. “He’d do it again, but we were on our way to find a better life and he wanted me to finish our journey to Octovern so the babies would grow up safe and have a good life. But it’s going to be difficult on my own. All our belongings were stolen as well, it’s a miracle they didn’t kill me.”

“Twins huh,” he asked at hearing you say babies. You nodded about to continue when the sudden presence of the returning waitress interrupted you.

The waitress set the two plates down before each of you, yours mounded with a little extra food and a rare glass of clear water. Nicholas nodded for you to eat as he handed the right amount of money to the server.

“My treat,” he said.

“For what price,” you still didn’t trust him. Everyone had a motive behind it if they helped anyone.

He sighed, “Caught me. I’m actually on my way there myself and I’m needing to make money on the way. There’s no better way than escorting a pretty pregnant lady to her destination. All I ask is half up front and I’ll even give you a discount.”

“You’re not a priest or an undertaker,” you scoffed pushing your plate away. “You’re nothing but a con artist and I rather take the chance I won’t make it by myself. Did you not notice the part of my story where I had my things stolen?”

“No I heard that part. No need to repeat yourself sweetheart,” he shoved the plate back. “That’s why I said discount. I promise I’m worth the pay.”

You contemplated shoving the plate back at him and storming off. But he had a point. The chances of you making it to Octovern in decent shape let alone alive was slim to none. The desert world was a harsh mistress that pitied no one. You were afraid he would charge too much for his services as you had to be frugal more than just once so far. Though the possibility of killing him in his sleep later on was the table. You shook your head, horrified at yourself for thinking such a thing. This journey was beginning to change you dramatically and you rubbed your stomach trying to soothe yourself. The stranger watched you with interest and his expression warmed at the thought of your protectiveness of the babies you carried. He remembered his lonely childhood with no parents and knowing not the mother that carried him. You were double blessed as your womb was protecting two new lives. He had the sudden urge to make sure these unborn children had their mom to grow up unlike he did.

“10,000,” he sudden spoke while you chewed thoughtfully.

You hid your reactions well as his asking price would clean you out. You had planned on finding a place to work as soon as you arrived at Octovern, until you had to give birth. But he would leave you destitute, living on the streets. Your mind circled around trying to find some sort of plan where everything could work out in your favor. He waited a little bit before his foot began to tap in impatience.

“Kind of steep don’t you think,” you spoke still trying to buy yourself some time.

“I cut you a huge break sweetheart,” he replied taking a gulp from his water cup. “All I ask is half up front. I did just pay for your meal to, the least you can do is finish it.”

“Stop calling me sweetheart and we have a deal,” you shoveled food in your mouth fighting the urge to throw it at him and storm off in frustration.

“Sure thing,” he held out a hand and you took it shaking it. He paused shaking your hand with a grin still on his face and you noticed the stubble on his chin and cheeks. “Sweetheart.” You groaned it was definitely going to be a long trip.

“I do have a name,” you released his hand before sitting back down. He noticed that you suddenly had a great interest in your plate of half eaten food. Once again he was patient also sitting back down across from you, just waiting for you to feel comfortable enough to speak. “(Y/N),” you finally said. He grinned again while rummaging in his pocket just to pull out a cigarette that had seen better days. Placing it between his lips he lit the cigarette and took a deep drag. Blowing smoke away from you he finally removed his sunglasses.

“Nicolas.” He took another drag. “Nicholas D. Wolfwood and I am your humble servant. Finish up we move at dusk.”

That exchange had happened two weeks ago and now the feel of despair was settling in as you felt like you were never going to make it to your destination. Nicholas did collect half of his fee when you both had left the small town, but despite being paid you did have to admit he was going above and beyond for you. There had been several unsavory people cross your path looking for trouble, he handled them easily. Whether they needed a bloody nose or their graves came in the form of scavenger's bellies he took care of them. You shivered at the memory of the first time you had watched Nicholas kill. But he was beginning to see the alluring life of being pregnant too. Your stomach was growing by the day and now the morning sickness and nausea had started setting in. Though he shuddered every time, Nicholas unfailingly held your hair back every time the nausea came too much and you emptied your stomach on the sand. And every time you finished retching he offered you water, immediately afterwards. Night time was the roughest as you couldn’t get comfortable on the sand due to your swelling belly. You were becoming bigger than most women because you carried two inside. It didn’t help that once the heat seeped out of the golden sand it started sapping away whatever body heat you had in your body and it made your joints start to ache. Nicholas noticed your shivering, he was used to the harshness of the desert alone, but this had to be your first time alone. Your husband most likely had a mode of transportation for you both. Most of the time Nicholas traveled on foot and he couldn’t imagine doing that while carrying children. Though his cross was definitely a lot heavier, but he had gotten used to lugging it around years ago. So he laid next to you every night to help keep you warm. You protested at first but when you saw how much warmer you were all arguments fled and you slept comfortably next to his warmth.

On tougher terrain he held your hand guiding you from the safest spot to the other. He didn’t talk about himself much at all, deciding to keep most of his story a secret but he asked plenty of questions about yourself. At first you were reluctant to tell him anything, because despite him helping you he was still a stranger. You always worried about betraying your husband, you love him dearly still and you weren’t looking to find another man to love anytime soon or never. You were leaving that up to fate, though you couldn’t lie to yourself that Nicholas is a handsome man. He got a kick out of making you blush at times but he didn’t tease you often and you couldn’t help but grow to like him. You caught him staring several times during the day at your growing stomach. You couldn’t read his expression and the only thing you could guess close to was wistful. One of the big things you knew about him was he grew up an orphan and he didn’t know either of his parents. You couldn’t imagine growing up without the people who created you. It always made you sad when you started to think about how your children weren’t going to know their father. Nicholas could tell something was bothering you while you sat resting your feet and chewing slowly on a piece of dried meat.

“Got something on your mind,” he asked while smoking another cigarette.

“Just thinking about how they aren’t going to know their father,” you sniffed, the hormones making your emotions rage like a storm. You wiped at your eyes trying to give a brave smile but it wavered.

“They’re lucky to have a mom like you,” Nicholas answered. Tapping out his cigarette he moved to sit closer before taking your hand in comfort. He wasn’t one to pursue a woman who just lost the man she loved but he couldn’t help but feel a little attracted to you as you wanted nothing but the best for your children, no matter the cost to yourself. “I didn’t have either of my parents and I turned out fine.”

“Is that supposed to make me feel better,” you scoffed.

“I’m trying here.” He rubbed the back of his neck, not really knowing what to do for once in his life.

You felt guilty making him feel so awkward when all he wanted to do was comfort you before the water works really began. “I’m sorry. Thank you Nicholas.”

“Come on,” he got up dusting his pants off before offering a hand to you. “We don’t like too much longer and we’ll make it. Then you’ll be rid of me and you’ll have your babies and your life will be so much better.”

With some effort you were back on your feet, your ankles tender from the weight and your back aching fiercely. “I’m ready to have them. Not just for getting pregnancy over with but I’m excited to meet them. And I think that I’ll have to tell them all about a certain undertaker with a big heart.”

Nicholas scoffed hurriedly hiding his blush as he squeezed your hand a little tighter, “Don’t flatter me.” You laughed leaning against him to show him that you were really happy that you had met him all those months ago.

The outline of Octovern stood out against the horizon a few days later and you could sob from relief. It was getting dark fast and Nicholas wanted to get you in town during the daylight hours, so you both had to camp outside one last time. You had fallen asleep from pure exhaustion and relief that your journey was coming to an end. Nicholas watched you sleep peacefully a sorrow growing in his heart that he wouldn’t be able to see you any longer. Once he got you set up somewhere safe, where you could live in peace and raise your children he would disappear. The orphanage in the town needed his assistance for a little while and then when he was done he would be gone again, until years later when he was needed once more. You had become a welcoming constant in his life and he was dreading traveling alone once more. His heart yearned for the type of companionship you had found with your husband, but that was a life he could never earn. A wife and a stable home didn’t seem to be in the card for him. Though a deep rooted part of him fantasied staying with you, raising your children with you as their father. Working like a normal man just to come home to a family who needed and adored him. He shook his head, reaching for another cigarette. His hands shook and the feeling to do the right thing overwhelmed his more selfish side. Nicholas rummaged in his pocket, taking the money you had paid him and gently placing it back in your pack while you slept. He sat back down keeping watch so you could replenish your energy for the last little bit of travel in the morning.

Octovern seemed really promising and it took your breath away. Nicholas held onto your arm guiding you through the people so you wouldn’t get lost from him. While it was one of the better towns it still had it’s own unsavory characters and there was no way to hide your large belly now.

“I didn’t know what I was expecting,” you said breathlessly.

“It’s hard to imagine until you see it for yourself,” he chuckled. “But I know the perfect place for you to stay. It will be safe for you and there’s easy places to work not far from it.”

Nicholas and you stood before a large building, compared to others it wasn’t near as dilapidated from the weather like others. You looked to him excitedly and he smiled in return. Apparently he was well known around the establishment as Nicholas was welcomed in with open arms. You laughed when the elderly lady squeezed him tightly making him uncomfortable. You were set up with a room and told where meals were held and what times. Before you knew it your time with Nicholas was coming to an end. You could feel the tell tale sting of tears threatening to breach your wall that you had built. Nicholas nodded at the older lady and she went in the back giving you both some privacy.

“I owe you for the other half of your fee,” you spoke while reaching into your bag. Nicholas grabbed your wrist shaking his head. He smiled softly taking you into a hug.

“I can’t ask for any more payment, you have a lot to get before starting to work,” he fought tears himself. “Take care of yourself.”

You could no longer fight your tears as they streamed down your cheeks. Nicholas tenderly kissed them away, knowing he was overstepping his bounds.

“But...”

Nicholas cut you off with a kiss to your forehead. He finally allowed himself to place a calloused hand on your stomach feeling the two kids kicking at his hand in greeting. He smiled though it wavered and a rogue tear slipped out.

“Be good for your mom okay,” he gazed back up to you. “She’s amazing.”

With one last squeeze Nicholas D. Wolfwood released you and walked away. You watched him leave, cross and all while sobbing quietly as you had grown attached to him. Nicholas didn’t look back walking to his destination, vowing to not make it harder by coming to see you again before he left Octovern, all the while still tasting the salt from your tears on his tongue. That night you found the money he returned in your bag and you couldn’t help but break again. You felt doomed never to see him again and you looked out hoping you could catch one more glimpse of the stranger undertaker.

Five years later...

After the twins were born your life had become less lonely. Missing your husband and then Nicholas took it’s toll on your mental health but once the midwives placed a pink bundle and a blue bundle in your arms everything changed. You found work where you could be home with them every night while the land lady of the housing building was more than willing to babysit during the day. Your life was a whirlwind of giving them everything you possibly could. But on lonely nights when you put the twins to bed you laid awake wondering what happened to the undertaker you had grown fond of in that short amount of time together. Your children asked for stories about their father all the time and you gladly told them, despite them making you a little sad. And while you wanted them to remember their father and be proud of the man he was, you made sure to tell them of the stranger that had protected you and them while they grew inside your belly. They made known their wish to meet the man you thought of fondly, but you knew that the chances of him ever coming into your life again was basically zero. You remembered watching him walk through the door and the overwhelming crushing feeling of being alone once more.

Fate had different plans as you had to take the twins to work with you. Your boss didn’t mind the children as they minded well and stayed in the back out of the way coloring or reading picture books. You served tables with fast efficiency as you noticed the front door swing open.

“Seat yourself wherever you like,” you called heading back to the kitchen with dirty dishes in tow. “I will be with you in just a second.”

“Is that any way to treat an old friend,” the new customer asked in a familiar smokey voice.

Your head whipped around gazing at the silhouette in the door frame darkened by the sun at his back. You caught a glimpse of the familiar mop of black hair that needed trimmed, the dark sunglasses, dusty suit, the cigarette between his thin lips, and the large cross ever present against his back. You dropped the dishes and they shattered upon impact. Everyone asked if you were okay but you rushed across the building, tears and a cry of surprise as you tackled him. Nicholas D. Wolfwood had come back into your life like a heaven sent. He caught you, bringing you to his chest while still holding his cross in a tight grip.

“Hey sweetheart,” he chuckled also blinking back tears.

“I’ve missed you,” you sobbed.

He nuzzled his cheek in your hair the stubble catching on the strands, “I’ve missed you to. I see you had your babies.”

Before you could say anything else, two little voices spoke up in concern.

“Momma!” Your twins rushed towards you and the strange man hugging their mom. Your son glared at Nicholas not knowing this stranger while your daughter looked on in awe up at the man. He chuckled at their expressions seeing you in their little faces.

“Speak of the little devils,” he kissed your forehead before squatting down in front of the two children. “I’m Nicholas a friend of your momma’s.”

He went to his pocket and you were surprised he would smoke in front of your kids. But he once again surprised you when he held two lollipops out for them. They eagerly grabbed them from his hand, unwrapping them, and then popping the treats into eager mouths. You walked to Nicholas’ again pressing into his side before gesturing towards your children he had yet to meet formally.

Pointing to your daughter, “This is Nikita.”

“She looks just like you,” Nicholas replied smiling at the five year old.

“And this,” you pointed towards your son, “is Wolfe. I guess you can tell where I got the inspiration for their names.”

“Must be one magnificent guy to inspire the names of two cute kids.”

“He’s pretty great, for a lousy undertaker,” you teased.

“This lousy undertaker really missed you,” he whispered while leaning in closer now that the children were distracted.

“I missed the lousy undertaker too,” you whispered back. He kissed you softly, letting himself give in for once since it had been years. He knew he couldn’t take advantage of his feelings with you losing your husband so close to him finding you beforehand. But now that years had passed by and he had taken time away from you, he couldn’t let the opportunity pass him by. Your soft lips pressing against his, it was better than any water he had ever tasted. He held you tighter afraid you’d pull away but you just melted right in. Threading your fingers through his mop of hair. He shivered at the feel of you, losing himself in the feeling. This is what paradise felt like, he was sure. You had become his everything across that desert and now he wasn’t willing to ever let his Eden go ever again.

Having him back felt like a dream to you. A wonderful dream that would disappear if you let go. He would probably have to leave again in due time, but for now you could have some semblance of happiness and your children could have someone to look up to. He had became your everything after losing a lot and now you were more than willing to open up your heart to him, to see where the new journey before you would take you and him. And you couldn’t dream of a better ending to your story.

#Nicholas D Wolfwood X Reader #Nicholas D Wolfwood / Reader #Nicholas Wolfwood X Reader #Nicholas Wolfwood / Reader #Trigun #Trigun Stampede #WidowReader #Request #Not My Gif #My Writing

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finniestoncrane · 2 years

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Idea! How would the Riddlers (and maybe Ozzy too 👉👈) react to/comfort s/o being sad because they gained a little weight and their favorite clothes don't fit anymore? (Also sorry that this is like the fourth request/prompt I've sent, but I love your writing so much)

Riddlers and Weight Gain

Riddler Headcanons oh god thank you! this was so cute, it hurt my heart, and adding ozzie in was just *chef's kiss* mostly because i know exactly what i would want from him ;-; request info • prompt list • send me a request • kofi minors DNI!! 🔞 cw for nsfw stuff: weight-gain, weight-loss, exercise, clothing, mostly fluff but some suggestive language

unburied

ok this might not be what you want to hear right now, but he can't contain the excitement. does this mean, that if you have to buy clothes in a bigger size, that he can borrow them and wear them as oversized things? he thinks he would look very cute in something big and also, everyone would know that he was with someone soft who let him borrow their things. oh sorry, you wanted comfort? why? you still look cute, and the important thing is that he is going to benefit somehow

capullo

the more of you there is, the more he can grab at. he's always been a fan of the way bodies jiggle when he ruts into them so this just makes the whole experience better. and look, so your clothes don't fit as well anymore. how is that a problem? the solution is simple: don't wear clothes anymore. you can feel perfectly fine to walk around naked in front of him, in fact it is preferable

gotham

this is nothing more than a fluctuation or a slightly different state of your body. human biology would dictate that there is no stasis in the human form. as for the clothes, what a delightful little problem to solve. to be fair, your wardrobe was rather drab. not nearly enough patterns or green. maybe this is the push you needed to become more extravagant, and he is more than happy to help you achieve that

twojar

oh would you like to be his gym buddy? he's a big fan of working out. and spending time with you, in tight clothes, getting all hot and sweaty and grunting OOF. he can make up a routine for you both! he can spot you if you'd like, and then spot you again in the locker rooms, maybe spot you in the shower cubicle too, maybe again once you're both home? or in fact, he actually knows a super good workout that requires too people and a whole lot of effort...

telltale

yes. he has noticed. and yes. he is very intrigued. look if he's being honest, your clothes could stand to be a bit tighter anyway. he hates to sound "old-fashioned" and "sexist" but he would rather you wore some form-fitting clothes that showed off your figure than the baggier things you're usually walking around in. plus whatever you think you've gained, you're carrying it well.

dano

oh! ok well his wardrobe is filled with big t-shirts and hoodies and he would be so happy to see you walking around, smelling like him. if you want, he can help you find some new clothes that suit you better. he'd spend all of his money on you, just to make you happy. but uh...if it's ok for him to say, you look extra soft and huggable like this and if it's not bothering you too much, you could consider staying that way

young justice

huh, now that you mention it, he did notice your cheeks looked extra cute and chubby lately. which he hopes you're ok with him mentioning, and that you'll let him kiss them a lot. guess what though, you could look however you wanted and to him you'd still be perfect. because you choose to be with him, and really that's all he was looking for in a partner. someone that willingly spent time with him and wasn't embarrassed to be seen with him

arkham

uh yeah, what do you want him to do? he has no idea why you've asked him for help. he's been wearing the same shirt for...how long has he been down here?...it can't really be months now, can it...? so something is tight, tear it a bit, make room. in fact, he would be more than willing to help you with the tearing clothes off of you part of that process. you're more than welcome to borrow some of his vest tops. they expose enough of him, he can only imagine how much of you they might put on display

lil bonus ozzie

hey, you're as gorgeous as you were before and as gorgeous as you'll be if you get bigger or smaller too. but if it would make you feel better, how about daddy takes you out on a shopping spree for a whole new wardrobe, huh sweetheart? and you can maybe get some cute new underwear for later so he can really get into showing you just how absolutely perfect he thinks you are

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alienbabydraws · 2 years

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PLEASE tell me abt Death of Peace of Mind I want to know EVERYTHING

I actually have some written for this one. :> I also have a playlist for it.

Putting this under a cut bc it is NSFT

cw drug use/addiction

Dave is a stripper who occasionally does escort work to even out his profits. Dirk is primarily an escort because he really dislikes stripping and is better at one on one interaction. Dave is secretly saving up their money to put into a little fund for Dirk to go to college, because he's extremely smart, but their funds are slowly being siphoned out by Dirk who is using their money to buy pills. It started out as just a casual thing to ease his pain but grew out of control pretty quickly.

Tavros is a commercial airline pilot who is in town every so often, and whenever he is, he pays for Dave's services. He's essentially Dave's only regular client. He comes into town at the beginning of the fic for a bachelorette party for his buddy (it's vriska) that ends up taking place at the strip club that Dave works at (he was previously unaware that Dave worked there). This is when the Catching of Feelings begins. This is also where we're introduced to Gamzee and Karkat, who are drug dealers. (Well, Gamzee is. He just asks Karkat to help him push drugs because he's got a lot of people to get to and not enough hands.) Karkat is immediately interested in Dave and asks for a private dance from him. Dave is too busy and instead pawns Dirk off on him. Eventually Karkat begins buying Dirk's services, but mostly just to have someone to spend time with. They sit and talk and Karkat becomes aware of Dirk's drug habit. He starts to motivate him to make some changes in his life...and also takes an interest in him beyond that.

anyway here's a snippet and a doodle since I explained this pretty poorly.

Honestly, Dave thought he must just be lonely...coming to see him all the time like this. He wondered if there were escorts at his other destinations that counted on his money to stay afloat. He sort of hoped that was the case, because he couldn't handle another guy trying to whisk him away and save him from his unfortunate circumstances.

"Anytime, Tavros. What's got you here so early in the month?" Dave shouts to him from the bathroom, using a soft washrag to clean himself off. No time to shower, he'd have to settle for a quick wipe down.

"A friend of mine lives here and she's getting married so…her bachelorette is tonight. I'll be here for a few days." Tavros walks over to the bathroom and stands there, leaning in the door jam. He makes eye contact with Dave in the mirror. Deep brown eyes blinking at him through his long lashes. He really was handsome...if they didn't know each other the way they did, Dave could see himself taking him on a couple of dates.

"Oh, fun." Dave turns, just finishing up his whore's bath and tossing aside the rag he'd used. He walks up to the man, lays his hands on the wide breadth of Tavros' chest...smiles up at him; lips pulling at one corner of his mouth in his usual, coy way. "Well, you know where t'find me if ya want some more company."

Tavros searches his eyes hungrily, and swallows hard. His wide lips pull into a nervous little line. Dave can see the node in his throat bob up and down with the effort of another deep swallow. He croaks out, "Can i see you tonight?"

Gullible.

"Tomorrow, baby. I'll be busy later." Dave pushes past him and collects himself, pulling on his black jeans and T-shirt. He pulls on his patchy denim jacket and slides into his high heeled boots.

He's about to leave when Tavros catches his arm, pulling Dave back against his chest, facing away, He cocks his head and dips down so that he can murmur beside Dave's ear.

"Tomorrow then. There's something I uh…wanna try. I'll pay extra."

Dave smiles a little wider, and his eyes drift closed for a moment when he feels the man's lips at the shell of his ear. The apex of his lips ghosting over the outer shape of it. "Ominous…guess ill just have to live in anticipation. See ya big guy."

When he slips out of Tavros' grasp this time, the man lets him go easily. Dave is standing in front of the open door and decides to turn around and give him a little wink before he leaves. The sound of the door shutting behind him a little too loudly feels a bit cruel, but he knows he doesnt have the room in his mind to think about lonesome Tavros. Hes got bigger fish to try...and these ones he doesnt have to fuck.

#DOPOM AU #davetav #dirkkat #text #alienwrites #I did not proofread the snippet so i hope it isnt garbo

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pbandjesse · 7 hours

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It was so freaking nice to sleep in my own bed last night. Even if it was a bit warm.

We would get home last night around 1030. I scared James by walking away from the car to throw something away and they thought I disappeared. Sorry to scare you!!

We got eveything inside. And I was just so happy to see Sweetp. I held him for a long time and he seemed so pleased that I was there. He didnt seem mad at all which was good. I hope Callie had told him we would be back and that's why he wasn't mad. He's a good boy.

We would get a lot of stuff but away. I made a pile of things that we bought so I could deal with it in the morning. James would sort the laundry and we would get showers. And then after setting up some fans to try and get the heat out of the bedroom we would go to sleep.

I would stay up a little longer to pluck at my face and do some extra moisturizing. And would sleep really well.

I did wake up in the middle of the night with a really horrible cramp in my stomach. I sat with sweetp for a bit. He pawed softly at my face and made me feel really loved.

But I was a little distressed. I would spend a lot of today nauseous. Just not feeling good. A lot of time running to the bathroom because I thought I was going to be sick.

I would fall back asleep and would sleep in until the sun got to hot on my face around 9. I am going to have to add another curtain to the window next to my head.

When I woke up I had some texts from James. They had gone to do laundry. But I had slept late enough that they got home a couple minutes after I read the texts. I was so happy to see them. I really hope we can get our own washer/dryer soon so they can stop having to do it at the laundry mat and let it be a chill chore again.

We would have a nice day despite how nauseous I felt. I would get cleaned up and felt kind of ugly. Which is super annoying because I felt so pretty all week. But James kept telling me how pretty I was so that helped. I tried to be positive. I liked my outfit. I liked my new flip flops. I just didn't feel amazing.

I spent a good hour sorting out souvenirs and putting away some more stuff that we didn't get to yesterday. I made little piles for our parents and Jess and Callie. Put away the things I got for us. I do wish I had gotten more of the money, specifically I wanted a coin, but that's okay.

We would run out to do errands next. The plan was brunch, return James's tux, buy sandals for James, buy an air conditioner, and get groceries. And I think we did a great job.

We started with brunch. While we were walking through the parking lot we were stopped outside of the diner by an older man who told us we were so sweet holding hands and that he doesn't see that enough and he was just so nice. And it was just so comforting to continue to have other people see how much we love each other. It feels good.

Brunch was good. They even gave me a soda to go. Something I have never asked for before but I am glad I did. The soda did help my stomach a little. But man. I was still struggling. The food was good. The company was better. We would make a grocery list and a list for what we are having for our party this weekend. Felt very productive.

The nice old man commented again about loving to see us in love and he just made my day. I hope he also had a great day.

We would walk around five below. I got some new nail files and some candy. We also got a discount candle that I'm going to leave in the car so it can be like a wax melt this summer and make the car smell nice. And I got another long black dress. They finally had extended sizes! They seemed to only ever have s/m/l but I found an XL and an XXL so I was very pleased.

We would get back in the car and continued on our errands. Next stop: tux drop off.

I felt very unwell. The rocking of the car made me feel miserable. I would wait for James in the car and it didn't take long for them to return the tux so we could continue on pretty fast.

We went to Lowe's next. Where I immediately had to run to the bathroom and be sick. Cool cool cool. I would be okay for a few hours after that but it was distressing and I told James I think it may have been a bad idea for me to leave the house today.

But we were already out so let's finish what we started. We would ask where the AC units were and for some reason they are in the garden center. Alrighty. I decided I wanted a portable one. I know that they are more expensive but I think they are better. Plus they don't block the whole window.

So we chose the cheapest portable one. James would go get a cart and I waited with the box. When they got back we also picked up some gardening stuff. James wanted to move the plants outside today and repot some of them.

We paid and headed next door to get groceries. I was not having a great time. But we did a good job and stuck to the list. I got a drink with electrolytes. And we got stuff to make a charcuterie board this weekend. And things for lunches and dinner this week.

When we went to pay the cashier was super chatty. She asked us who our childhood crushes were. James's were Tiny Fey and Hilary Duff. Mine were all of Hanson and Gerard Way. We had a very silly conversation while she scanned everything. It was just a silly and fun interaction. And me and James would continue the discussion in the car. How when I was an elementary student me and Joanna would argue over who "got to" have a crush on a celebrity based on how many pictures cut out from magazines you had on your wall. So silly.

We made one last stop to get James sandals. They wanted tevas. Something waterproof. And thankfully the famous footwear only had two color ways and so it was super easy to decide. We were in and out in under ten minutes. But then after we paid and got to the car James realized they lost their keys?? I had mine so I sat in the car and waited for them to go back in the store to find them. They were on the Teva display. Oops.

We went home after that. Got eveything inside and James brought up the AC to our bedroom. I would cut open the box and James would take it out and set up the window tube while I collected the packaging and set up the remote it came with. And it didn't take long at all to get it ready and honestly it's great. I like that it seems to actually cool down the whole room and doesn't need to be directional like the window units always seem to be. And it's not to loud. A nice hum.

Because it needs to be in front of the window I decided to move my desk to the little corner next to the closet. Which when I moved the bed the other week that was one of the spots I tried the desk. So I already knew I liked it over there so this all worked out.

I would lay down to watch videos and just try and not feel so bad. But I would not improve. If anything I was getting worse. Getting sick more often. James came and laid with me for a bit. They had gone outside to repot the plants. But when they were done they came and cuddled with me.

They would run out to get us chipotle. They got themselves tacos to bring to the baseball game tonight. And got me a bowl that I could made into two meals. And it was very good.

When they brought it to me they put it in a nice bowl and brought me chips and a drink and I felt very loved and cared about. Sweetp had been laying on me and had briefly left but was back again. He keeps petting me with his little paws which is so cute.

James would leave for the game and I was enjoying my food but then had to run to the bathroom to be sick again. I made the decision that this is stupid and I cannot safely go to work tomorrow to lead a field trip. I really wanted to go to camp and be in nature but this didn't feel like I could do it safely and comfortably. So I would text Alexi and Elizabeth so that they could figure out coverage. And went to package up my leftover food. And laid down.

I would spend some time resting but would get up to tidy up downstairs. I went outside to look at James's plants but would move some stuff around so it wasn't so cluttered. I brought out some other plastic boxes to organize everything. James has gotten a lot of dirt on the ground so I swept that with our stupid short broom.

I would also come upstairs to hang some stuff on the wall. But mostly I just want to lay in bed. I would go and move some little things in James's room. Hung up another little quilt in the guest room. Just enjoyed being alone in the house.

James just texted me that the birds won. Very happy for them. They will be home soon. I am feeling kind of nauseous again. I think I will take a cool bath and try and get cozy. I am super excited for this ac. I think I would feel a lot worse if I had to deal with being hot on top of everything else.

I have the day off tomorrow now. I am very much hoping I will just be feeling fine and can just enjoy being home. I may go out but I plan on just trying my best to stay hydrated and be well enough for work on Thursday.

I hope you are all doing good. It is so nice to be home. I love you all. Goodnight!

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826aliensapocalypseactivism · 10 months

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The Tragedy

Jamya O.

School had just finished and summer had just begun and I had just been released from school. Hi, my name is Julia. I'm a junior and I attend west south high school. I'm 17. I am very friendly and I love talking to new people. My parents are going out of town for 3-4 weeks for a vacation or what not so that means they are leaving the house to me. That's a lot of trust for a 17-year-old but sure they have no reason not to trust me “hehe.”

I'm not sure why they decided to leave the house to me in this terrible neighborhood but hey i'll survive right? What could go wrong? I have a younger brother whose name is Juan. He is 15 he doesn't really like people we are the complete opposite of eachother. Before my parents left they left us money, of course the chores and food and just some extra things they thought we might need. They told us to call every day after we woke up and before we went to sleep. The first day of them being gone me and Juan literally had nothing to do. It was June 6th of 2026. We stayed home the first day alone. It was so hot. There wasn't really much to do because we hadn't planned anything. But the next day Juan asked to go to this carnival. At first I was unsure because it’s a big area a few blocks down from our house on booker street and it’s just us but I ended up agreeing to it. The next day we went to the carnival. It was very fun. They had this slingshot that people were scared to get on. I ended up getting caught in the moment and started staring into space looking at how happy all the kids were running around with face paint on their faces and cotton candy in their hands with the sun shining and all the smiles and laughs and soft voices. I started missing being a child not battling my thoughts and wanting to hurt myself but enough of that. Juan was excited and kept wandering off to get on every ride that he could. I needed to use the restroom but I did not want him standing there waiting for me so I told him to wait at the ride we were at until I finished. It didn't take very long for me to use the restroom but it was very crowded and the smell wasn't pleasant which made me move faster…

When I got from the restroom I immediately tried to spot Juan but I couldn't find him so I looked around a bit before I started to panic. I found him waiting to get on the slingshot. No one wanted to go with him so I was convinced to go when I sat down and my heart started racing. After the staff member buckled my seat belt I knew there was no going back. He did a countdown 1…2…3. We shot in the air with no questions asked. I was literally gasping for air about to die, at that moment I thought we were finished. It went back up and went upside down and made me scared for my life. After that was done it began getting late we walked about home. After today we challenged ourselves to stay home for a week for quality time since im always busy with school and my job. We made sure we had everything. The only reason to go outside was for mail and emptying the trash. As the week went by everything was fine and it was almost over. Me and Juan played board games, roblox and watched movies together but the night before the week was over Juan said, “Hey Sis, there is this new place opening up called Rilo’s Robots can we visit?”

Of course I couldn't say no so I agreed. Nowadays robots are really popular. People are spending thousands of bucks on them and making them household items. They even have one that cooks and clean, just imagine how long it took to actually get it functioning. The day had come and I myself was excited and so was Juan. As we entered there were many people and I couldn't wait.

As the man came onto the mic he said, “Hello everyone thank you all for showing up and being supportive to the opening of my business. I have worked really hard and I hope you all enjoy it.” Everyone claps their hands. There were about 25 of the same robots who people could use and test out. I'm not sure what happened but about 30 minutes in of everyone exploring the light suddenly shut off. Juan got scared and gripped onto my arm. I tried my hardest to comfort him but I was scared as well. The owner came onto the mic again and said, “Sorry for the malfunction, our robots actually control the building as well.” Everyone gasped including me. He then said, “Please be patient while we try to fix this problem everyone who is touching a robot please remove your hands.” Everyone started to get scared then we all heard the owner shout, “OH GOD NO PLEASE!” Everyone began to get really concerned and scared. Rilo the owner then tried to call 911 but the master robot that was being displayed laser burned his phone. The lights came back on but the doors seemingly got shut completely and could only be disabled by the master robot everyone was calling someone for help.

I tried calling mom and dad but it went to voicemail. In my head I said to myself, “This was dumb why’d I agree to this, why would he even have the building under the robots control endangering all of us?” About 15 minutes later the police were finally able to get it open but as everyone was running out they started grabbing people for statements on what happened. They almost grabbed Juan but I pulled him before they could. The robots were behind us and started multiplying themselves which seemed to almost sound impossible but I saw it. Me and Juan hurried and ran home closed and locked all windows and door also the curtains we turned on the news to see what was going on the outside world got damaged so fast it looked completely different then before when we were outside people were banging on our door for help and shelter but Juan and I were to scared knowing that the robot was behind them the police had no control and everyone was tweeting how they were gonna sue Rilo for endangering everyone and their children. The news reporter was dumb enough to go outside to do daily news and she got killed on the scene everyone was terrified, me and Juan looking out the window nothing looked the same compared to how it looked 4 hours ago everything was damaged and it was getting dark and me and Juan was safe so that’s all that mattered we survived.

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Sorry for the long post, I just need to empty my brain somewhere.

The kids are at my mom's and Chris is at work so it's just me and Loki. He can be good company, beats the hell out of being alone. I think I'm going to brush him and trim his paw fur again if it needs it.

I'm taking my alone time to read about gardening. I'm heartbroken pear trees costs almost as much as all the seeds for starting a new garden. I want to get 3 pear trees in the ground this year. They take 3-7 years to produce, so I want to do it now. It's likely I'll still be living here in 7 years. I kind of just want to stay here and turn it into everything I've dreamed.

I live on about 1 acre, and part of that is my front yard. I can't garden in or raise chickens or bees in the front yard, so that takes away some space. Legally, chickens and bees have to be in my backyard. Which is fine because the backyard is surrounded by woods mostly. I might do an herb garden in the front. There's some garden beds lining the sidewalk and front porch that just need to be weeded and filled with dirt.

My goals are to start the garden/ canning/ preserving and such this year, next year raise 2 bee colonies, and in 2 years adopt 4-6 chicks.

I think I just need things to take care of to be happy. I want to watch the earth grow. I want to get food out of my backyard. I want to save enough money on food it justifies me not working outside of the house. I'm heavily considering homeschooling both kids next year.

Which I'd a whole other topic I won't get into right now.

I want to go to the library and also buy some books to read on backyard farming. It's making me crazy how much I just want to read and not do anything else. I hate getting hyper fixated on something. At least this is like a positive thing. I'm not sucked up in the negativity that lives in my head. I feel like I need to be busy to combat the boredom and depression.

I really need to clean the house and stop reading today. I could spend 2 hours cleaning the kitchen alone. I've got some extra laundry to do so our blankets and sleeping bags are fresh for our camping trip next weekend. I'm really excited to get outside and out of my head. I'm really looking forward to playing cards and hiking with the puppy.

I have about 30 other things to do and errands to run before next weekend too. Im trying not to get overwhelmed and take it one task at a time. I want to come home to a clean house so I'm really going to try to focus and be at least somewhat productive this week. My inability to just get up and start something is absolutely killing me. I don't know if I lack ambition or wtf is wrong with my brain but sometimes I get so frustrated with myself I literally cry and I still don't feel like I can fix anything.

If I could get on top of the mess in my house, I probably wouldn't have nearly half the anxiety I feel on a day-to-day basis. I wake up stressed about incomplete chores piling up. It makes my stomach hurt. So why can't I just get up and clean? I have no idea, but I keep feeling like I'm going to snap and hopefully in a good way where I start fixing things and getting my life back together. I feel like I've been so absorbed by stress the past year that I just kind of shut down, and I'm not feeling super functional despite life being pretty good right now.

I keep hoping and even planning for a good future. I just wish it didn't feel so out of reach. I'm going to try to keep doing my best, and maybe my best will start to get better, and I'll be able to live up to some of my expectations of myself.

#long post #sorry

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sircocas · 1 year

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26/01/2023

I guess that nightly text posts are my thing now

Today I painted my nails, which was nice!

I usually do this when I notice I'm self harming, and do it to stop myself -- mostly I pick my skin, but that does fuck up nail polish

So now my bedroom air is thick with polish fumes and I have snazzy nails

Do I need to take a rest from the world? Absolutely, the other day my bf said I should take a month long break from my thesis and HE WAS RIGHT

But I can't stop, the work won't get itself done, but I'm also trying to be patient with myself

Yesterday I got so tired I almost fainted, so I took it easy for the remainder of the day

Today I did some work (not a lot), but I don't feel like dying as much as I did yesterday

I had enough presence of mind to notice that I needed to paint my own nails

No hallucinations today, but my head is really fucking heavy -- I think my periods coming

Tried to think about a vday gift for my bf but honestly, I don't know -- thinking of getting him Berserk Deluxe vol 2 (got him the first for his bday) or maybe Cuphead or Hades for the Switch. I do have an excel spreadsheet (yeah, ik) with ideas but I'm so... Overwhelmed right now

And he keeps saying that I don't need to worry, being with him is enough but... What if he resents me? What if he thinks I'm not okay with spending money on him?

I love that man so much, miss him so dearly, I honestly can't wait for Saturday so we can hand out and bake and read together and just have time for each other

Is it risky to vent on social media with the same handle as my other socials? Absolutely

On the other hand, I don't think my colleagues would think of looking me up on Tumblr, and if they do, well, it's their own damn fault

I'm lying in bed, partly dissociating, partly just being, but I think what I really need is a hospital stay. Have people care for me for a couple months. Only focus on making myself feel better for a couple months. But alas, a thesis doesn't write itself

Let's just hope I remain kind of grounded and dont do anything that would make me require being hospitalised

Although some broken ribs don't sound too bad in comparison to having to stumble through a code base of stuff I'm absolutely lost

Sometimes I wonder what my mental health diagnosis would look like. I know that for sure depression and anxiety would be there. With the Sunday thing, maybe PTSD. But the rest? The dissociating, the swings, the hallucinations? Sometimes I think it might be BPD -- self destruct, sometimes I say bad things and only know it bc my s/o gets hurt and I get fucking confused because I DONT REMEMBER SAYING THAT I ONLY REMEMBER THINGKING IT

Sometimes I think I might just have no cure. Just like my constant tiredness and period imbalances, no one will know why the things are happening. No one will bother with extra tests and all I'll have is a "theoretically, you're okay"

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Spring, Year 7: Samira and Aisha / Sadie and Silas

I was worried about Samira and Aisha’s marriage after Samira caught Aisha doing romantic interactions with Leonardo, but when I visit their lot, everything seems fine. Samira is furious with Aisha, but she never shows it.

Their roommate, Ash, has become a good friend she can confide in. I’m not sure how long he will be around because he has the want to marry Jayne locked and somehow he is simultaneously living with Samira and Aisha and as a roommate in one of my peasant apartments. Sounds kind of shady to me.

Samira works on her logic and her creativity. Having half full or completely full skill points count toward my points system. So reaching five logic and five creativity will help their status and with bonus funds for the year.

They sorely need more household funds. They are almost completely broke. Painting has the added benefit of making them a little bit of money, but not nearly as much as they need.

The landlady throws a weekend gathering and Samira and Aisha get stuck with the pizza bill that they can’t afford. (What a ripoff!)

They’re going to have to make that pizza last since the pizza man took their refrigerator to cover the bill. :( This hardly seems fair.

Samira and Aisha both want to play music for tips, so I send them to the entertainment lot to see if they can make some money.

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Playing music and free styling for tips get them no where. They don’t make a single tip and now they’re down $15 from their outing.

Luckily, at the beginning of the season, Aisha wanted a job that was offered in the paper so after a day off she finally gets to go to work and bring home a paycheck. Samira keeps painting to make a little extra, but Aisha’s promotions start to bring in some real money.

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Samira seems pretty content to let Aisha be the breadwinner and she spends her time hanging out with the neighbors in the commons while Aisha is at work.

One of their neighbors is Samira’s twin sister, Sadie, and her husband Silas. It looked like Sadie was responding to a baby bump and that moment of distraction caused a fire to start.

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Can we get some more brother!harry?

I really enjoyed your piece where he caught her smoking ❤️

of course you can!! (rip if your name is natalia) hope this is what you wanted;

Natalia.

Beautiful name to juxtapose a horrible excuse of a human being.

Harry was never that great when it came to choosing his girlfriends, but this one was by far the worst. Bekka had been bad, because she had been cheating on Harry with her best friends dad. India was just so toxic, to the point where she’d ask Harry why he wasn’t mad with her over the most trivial things as if she wanted him to be mad. Daya was ok, but she wanted different things to what Harry wanted and so they ended up in a massive argument and ending things quicker than they started. Natalia though, wow. She was something else and that wasn’t a compliment.

You don’t know whether it was just because she targeted you especially, but she was just a downright cruel person. You could easily tell her intentions with your brother were not good. She was a plain ol’ gold digger, evident from the credit card that Harry leant her and she spent so much on it the bank had to call Harry to ask him to authorise that he was aware of the amount of money being spent. She bought a car with his card. A fucking car. Harry was too blinded by her beauty and her experience that he was oblivious to her witchy behaviour towards you. It wasn’t like you hadn’t tried to tell him either, it was more that he didn’t care enough.

“No Harry. No.” You argued with him, standing in the middle of the kitchen as he was busy washing the rest of the dishes in the sink. It was just the two of you home at the moment, because Gemma and Anne were spending the weekend at an exclusive spa in Cheshire, so you didn’t understand how there were so many dishes.

“Y/N, it’s not an option. You’re not staying at home by yourself.” Harry spoke sternly back to you, letting out his frustration by vigorously scrubbing the dishes.

“I’m literally 17 - 18 in like 3 weeks. I’m more than capable of staying home.” You stomped your foot to the ground like a child.

“And I don’t care. You’re coming to lunch whether you want to or not.” Harry finished the last plate and dries his hands on the towel next to the sink, before throwing it over to you.

“But she’ll be there.”

“She’s my girlfriend, so you’ll nice to her.”

“If she’s nice to me, then yeah.” You rolled your eyes and walked over to the sink to start drying the dishes that Harry just cleaned.

“ Y/N, I swear to God.” Harry groaned in frustration, tugging a stressful hand through his hair. “Can you at least pretend to be happy for me for once?”

“Gee Harry, i’m just so happy to be going out to lunch with you and your girlfriend!” You put on the biggest grin as your sarcasm practically dripped from your tongue.

“Stop being a spoilt little shit and finish those dishes. We’re leaving in 20.” Harry spoke harshly, before leaving the room with a heavy strop to his step. It left you to blink back the tears that you couldn’t help that Natalia was ruining your whole relationship with your brother.

You and Harry used to be so tight nit, now it would be a miracle if he spent a day with you per month. Natalia had come along 5 months ago and she had completely turned Harry’s life around for the worst, only Harry was too ignorant to see that. Anne had come home multiple times to find you crying because Harry had cancelled on you, again, or Natalia had said something that had really hurt. Normally you were okay with taking hate, but Natalia made it somehow worse than that. Even if Anne or Gemma tried to talk Harry about the damage all this was causing you it would always be the same response;

“She just wants attention.”

The restaurant was very pretty.

It was one that you and Harry used to go to all the time, when there was no girlfriend around. It sold the best pastries and life-changing eggs on toast. The food was always delicious and the staff were so completely lovely. You were glad to be coming here, making you feel more comfortable than you would if you went to a expensive fancy restaurant instead. This little restaurant, named ‘Lemon Puffs’ after their infamous lemon, cream and pastry puffs, made you feel safe and happy.

“Remember to just be nice.” Harry spoke as you both approached the table that Natalia was already sat at. She was too busy on her phone to realise you were even here.

“If she plays nice then yeah.” You bit back.

“Y/N just stop being petty, y’pissing me off now.” Harry argued. “Whine like a bitch later. I don’t need it today.”

You stopped talking after that, not having anything else to say to him. He’d made it very clear that you were only here because he didn’t trust you at home by yourself, but by the same token wanted you quiet because he didn’t trust you enough to speak nicely. Harry hugged and kissed Natalia like he hadn’t just seen her last night and then sat down opposite to her, leaving you to sit next to Harry because you sure as hell weren’t sitting next to her. Natalia didn’t even make the effort to hug you or shake hands, in fact you barely got a simple hello.

“You alright, baby?” Natalia asked, twirling her hand into Harry’s from across the table. Disgusting.

“Yeah i’m good. This one’s a pain in my arse, as always.” Even with his joking tone, you knew he was being somewhat serious and that really messed with you.

“Typical.” Natalia rolled her eyes and tutted her tongue, not hesitating to use the opportunity to be mean to you. Harry thought she was merely playing along with his words, but you new otherwise.

“You know what you want yet?” Harry asked as he pulled his own attention towards the menu. You didn’t need to look at the menu, as being here so many times has allowed you to discover the perfect order.

“I think i’m just going to get the salad, but without the chicken, cheese or cucumber.” She answered, sipping on the water she must’ve already ordered whilst waiting for you both.

“So just lettuce?” You asked, not meaning for it to be a condescending question and yet she took it that way anyways.

“Is there something wrong with that, Y/N?” She asked, being really harsh in the way she spoke your name - as if the syllables actually caused her pain to speak.

“N-no I was just—”

“Didn’t think so.” She snapped and turned away from you to look back towards Harry, with her shit-eating grin that didn’t fool you. Harry kicked you leg under the table too, not appreciating the way you were speaking to Natalia. He didn’t even think about the way his girlfriend was speaking to you though. As usual.

“I’ll probably get the salad too.” Harry nodded his head and you shook your head as he spoke. Harry would never normally get a salad. Like, that’s so Kardashian of him. Harry, whenever he came here with you, always ordered a cheese and pickle panini, with extra crunchy pickles, a portion of chips and some halloumi fries too. Oh and then a cake for pudding. He wouldn’t have gone for a boring salad. Fucking Natalia was ruining him and you hated to have a front row seat of it.

“Not the usual then?” You tried to joke with him, but he was clearly still pissed off with you for being… you.

“Why, are you?” He asked quizzically.

“Obviously.” You smiled, which made Harry smile for a split second before Natalia pulled him away from you. Your smile disappeared and a frown settled in, knowing it would stay there for a long time.

“Babe, I am here too you know?” Natalia joked, bur you could see the anger and jealousy behind her eyes. If looked could kill you’d be ten feet under, twenty times over by now.

“Sorry, yeah.” Harry cleared his throat and paid closer attention to her.

Lunch went by slowly.

Natalia scoffed when she heard your order; poached eggs on toast with three pieces of crispy bacon on the side, a portion of chips and a mint iced tea. Oh and a cake for pudding, but you’d come to that later. Natalia ate her lettuce as Harry eat his salad as you ate your eggs on toast with bacon and chips. You loved the food, hated the company and couldn’t make up your mind whether you loved or hated being here. Natalia and Harry talked throughout lunch, leaving you out of all their conversations. The only time Harry spoke to you was when he asked whether your food was okay, eyeing it up as if he wanted to make love to it and send his salad to the nearest dumpster.

“Was everything alright for you?” Paul, the owner of the business and dude in charge of the eggs asked you when all your plates were empty as Harry’s growling stomach.

“Lovely, thank you.” Harry responded gratefully.

“Perfect.” You smiled as you handed your dirty plate to Paul.

“It was a bit plain.” Natalia moved her plate away from her in disgust and Paul put on his best customer smile, apologising for that before leaving to go and ring up the bill.

“Okay i’m just going to go for a quick wee before I pay.” Harry announced, getting up from the table to go to the loo.

“Okay babe. Don’t be too long.” She called out and then it was left just you and her.

“Well this was nice.” You tried to be nice, as Harry told you to, and start a meant conversation with your arch enemy. Kill ‘em with kindness - that was Harry’s slogan wasn’t it?

“If you hadn’t have been here then yeah.” She turned her nose up at you.

“Look,” you began, wanting her to understand something, “whatever i’ve done to upset you and make you hate me, i’m sorry. Just, I don’t want you to dislike me and I know that Harry really likes you so I want us to be able to get along.”

“Listen, Y/N,” there it was again - your name spoken with dripping venom, “I don’t want to get along with you. You make me sick. You are such a baby to Harry and you’re needy, which means I don’t get to spend time with my boyfriend—”

“Don’t get to spend time with him?” You had to laugh at that. Apart from today, you’d seen Harry maybe a total of 2 hours this whole week and it was Saturday. “You’re practically attached at the hip.”

“Not enough. Harry needs to keep away from you, you only bring him trouble.”

“I’m his fucking sister.” You shouted quietly, not wanting to disturb the peace for the rest of the customers.

“Not an excuse. Look Y/N, I understand that you are quite lonely and don’t have many friends? Maybe you should consider that’s for a very good reason?” She rhetorically asked you and that made you sit back a bit. She was pulling apart your insecurities now and exposing them to find the most painful parts, so she could watch you suffer with only the curse of her words.

“It’s not like that.” You tried to convince yourself more than her, tears in your eyes over something so hurtful to you.

“No? ‘Cause I think that you aren’t the kind of person anyone wants around, including Harry.” She stood up dusted herself off as he noticed Harry walk back over to the table, smiling as if she hadn’t just shot his sister in the heart.

Her words stung more than a scorpions tale, and yes unfortunately you knew what that felt like. Natalia was right. You were alone, friendless and just trouble. There was a reason that you were all of this and Natalia had hit the nail right on the head with the reason why. You thought of your friends, his they always disappeared and left you and now you sit in the canteen alone or hang out only with yourself on the weekends. You think to Gemma and Anne going away for the weekend, not inviting you because it was age restrictive but you still couldn’t help but think there was a more pressing reason than that. Then you think of Harry and how he was fed up of you. He couldn’t be more resentful of you if he tried. You wanted to be a good friend, a good daughter and most importantly a good sister, but it was so blindingly obvious that you weren’t. You were never going to be.

You stood up from the table too, quickly wiping away a tear from your face before anyone could notice but you didn’t care to see if anyone was actually watching. Harry kissed Natalia and then walked over to the cashier to pay the bill. You noticed Paul and Harry talking and so you walked out of the restaurant and towards the car, still tears in your eyes. You needed to be strong for yourself though, especially because nobody else was going to be.

You stood with you handle to the door of the car waited for Harry to come and unlock it. You heard high heels before the car was unlocked, unfortunately.

“Excuse me, but I ride front.” Natalia spat at you, removing your hand from the door and chivvying you to the back of the car instead.

“You’re coming with us?” You asked, your heart aching that little bit more. You didn’t want to spend another minute in her presence and yet she would now probably spend the rest of the week until your mum and sister came back.

“Ye—”

“No she’s not.” Harry walked out of the restaurant and over to the car, standing in between the both of you but a little more towards you.

“Babe? What do you mean?” Natalia asked, a little bit shocked at his tone with her.

“Firstly dont babe me. Secondly, get your hand off my car. Thirdly, don’t ever come near me or my sister ever again.” Harry ordered angrily. You’d never seen him this angry before. You stood behind him, afraid of what was about to go down.

“What has she said to you, because—”

“She’s my sister and she’s got a name. Y/N didn’t tell me anything. Lemon Puffs, however, has eyes and ears everywhere and it’s amazing the stories you hear when you’re stood at the cashier or next to someone at the urinals.” Harry accused Natalia and she went hot red in the face, embarrassed that this conversation was actually happening.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

“No? Maybe this will jog your memory. ‘I think you aren’t the kind of person anyone wants around, including Harry.’” Harry raised his eyebrows and crossed his arms over his chest confrontationally. Guarding and protecting you. You felt safe.

“Wha— You think I would say that?” Natalia asked, pretending to be offended by the accusation.

“I don’t know, let’s ask Y/N shall we? Y/N, did Natalia say that to you?” Harry asked, turning to look at you with hope in his eyes, but also sorriness for everything that’s happened. You could see it all behind his eyes and you wanted to squeeze him tight to accept his apology, because you loved him and you needed him.

“Y-yes.” You answered, looking down so you didn’t have to make eye contact with Natalia.

“Harry you can’t possibly believe her.” Natalia laughed, but there was heavy insecurity in her tone.

“I trust her more than anyone. More than you. I trust Y/N with my life.” Harry back answered, taking no more bullshit from his ex-girlfriend. “We’re done Natalia. Okay? I don’t want to see you ever again. What you’ve said and done to my sister is unforgivable and I don’t want someone like you in my life.”

“You were a dick too.” You added quietly behind him and he just turned round to smile and wink at you.

“So what? That’s it?” Natalia asked, dumbfounded.

“Bye Natalia.” Harry walked around to the drivers seat and you to the passenger side. He stopped before opening the door though, wanting to say one last thing. “The bill was split in half by the way. Paul’s just inside waiting for you to pay.”

With that, you both got in the car, laughing at Natalia’s reaction and just everything. Apologises were made and promises of no relationships until you two had built back up yours were sworn. It would take time, but Harry was willing to prove that he was a good brother and you were always going to be someone he wanted around.

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Hey, it’s me again :3

My birthday is soon(next week on the Friday)

So I wondered if you could write headcanons for the Slasher with an Birthday S/O.

Like what would they give her, what would they do on her birthday. You probably get what I mean.

But only if it’s alright and you got time, if not it’s also fine^^

I already say thank you :3💕💕(btw I really love your writing <3)

HAPPY BIRTHDAY LOVE, I HOPE YOU HAVE AN AMAZING DAY!! I did see the other little tidbit you sent in and yes, ofc, anything for you. Especially since it’s your birthday and you asked so nicely<3

(Going ahead and posting this a lil early… i think? I can’t remember when you sent this in sorry :/)

-Fern🌿

Slashers on their S/O’s Birthday

Warnings: NSFW content, 18+

Michael Myers

Michael has always been pretty indifferent towards birthdays. So what, you’re getting older big whoop. He doesn’t see them as important and doesn’t understand the point of celebrating them.

However, as you keep mentioning to him that your birthday is coming up, he gets the hint. Michael isn’t stupid and he knows you well enough to be able to tell what you want.

Still, Michael isn’t going to throw you a party or decorate or anything like that. Instead he makes a statement just by spending the entire day with you.

During your time spent together you find out Michael did actually buy a cake for you. Although it was also partially for his own benefit as well seeing as he has a major sweet tooth. He even got “Happy Birthday y/n” written on the top in your favorite color. When you bite into it, you realize that it’s also your favorite flavor.

After the cake, Michael brings you a small box with a horribly tied ribbon wrapped around it. Don’t look at him funny, he tried okay. So what the gift inside was most likely stolen from a victims, you got a present that you loved. Isn’t that all that really matters?

Michael isn’t much of a giver in bed, he prefers to take. He mainly focuses on achieving his own end and whatever pleasure you get during that is what you get. But tonight he’ll make a point of not only making you finish first once, but numerous times throughout the night. Today is about you after all, why not try and set a new record in bed to mark the start of a new age.

Bo Sinclair

Morning sex, congratulations, this morning you become breakfast for Bo. No need to get up early to cook for him when he can simply devour you.

Surprise! He won’t be an ass to anyone for one whole day. Just for you darlin’. If some people happen to stumble into town, Bo won’t let anyone ruin your day, and quickly has Vincent take care of them. Even Lester will help out if need be, even though Les hates participating in the “family company”.

Sneaks away in the middle of the night to decorate the house. Luckily, Vincent pitches in and helps him make everything look nice. Bo goes all out with streamers, balloons, banners, he even got you a cake!

He’s more than eager to give you your presents as well. Of course he had to buy you a lingerie set, it’s a surprise that’ll help the two of you later that night…

Bo is a simple man, he just wants everyone to know that you belong to him. So he also got you a dainty little necklace of his name. Sure it may be cute to you, but secretly he’s laying his claim to you.

Usually he’s busy with keeping up the town but just this once he spends the entire day with you. Bo spending so much quality time with you doing whatever you want really says a lot.

He may even take you to the next town over for a nice dinner. After all, no one should have to cook on their own birthday and it’ll make good use of the cute little sundress he got you and gives you the opportunity to dress up. You better wear the lingerie he got you under it though. Good luck making it to the bedroom when the two of you get back from the restaurant.

Vincent Sinclair

You’re not sure who is more excited, him or you. Vincent makes sure that you have the best time ever and makes the whole day about you. It’s the perfect chance for him to spend the whole day with you and show you how much he loves you.

When you wake up he’ll be missing. He woke up early to make you your favorite breakfast. He had hoped to bring it to you in bed but sadly you’ve always been the early riser. Luckily for you, unlike Bo, Vincent is a good cook. How do you think the three boys survived before you showed up?

Vincent has always been a more private person so while there’s not any decorations all over the house and he can’t take you out to a fancy dinner you can still expect plenty of sweet surprises. He made you a bouquet of wildflowers that he picked, got you the new books you had been telling him you wanted, managed to snag one of the vinyls for the new album your favorite artist had recently released, and even got you some new outfits that he thought would look cute on you.

Vincent would be the one to put on music and dance around the living room with you. He enjoys personal time with you and uses the day to really express to you just how much he cares for you.

At the end of the day he runs you a hot bath. While you soak in the tub he throws around the rose petals and gets the ribbons and candles ready. Before you have time to get dressed Vincent will be scooping you up, tossing you on the bed, and tying you up. Be ready for a long night!

Thomas Hewitt

There’s not really much he can do for you seeing as the town is running low on supplies. Still, he’ll do his best to still make your birthday special for you. Mainly he’s just going to kick Hoyt and Monty out for the day so that you can have one peaceful day together. Luda gets to stay seeing as she’s also happy to celebrate with you.

Thomas lets Luda Mae know he wants to surprise you with something. So while he works on the surprise she’ll make sure to keep you occupied. Luda Mae will fix your hair for you and go ahead and give you the gift that she had made you, a sundress made from floral print fabric. She’s so happy her son found someone, especially someone as beautiful as you.

Thomas will have handmade you a small necklace. Since you didn’t tell him about your birthday until shortly before the day, you left him with little time to make it. He’s lucky that your comfortable with Luda Mae and he can get her to keep you distracted,

When Tommy sees you with the dress his momma made you and your hair fixed up he almost forgets about the small piece of jewelry in his pocket.

After hearing you squeal with delight when you open his gift he’s ecstatic! He loves nothing more than making you happy. when you eagerly get him to help you put it on he thinks he’s going to spontaneously combust with his love for you.

Luda Mae will bake you a cake. You’re basically her daughter in law at this point and she’s going to make sure that you have a good day. She enjoys having another woman in the house and enjoys seeing you and Thomas happy together. You’ve given her the complete family that she’s always wanted.

Brahms Heelshire

Brahms is very good at being sneaky. At this point, Malcolm already knows that Brahms is a real person. So Brahms has no issue with getting Malcolm to bring him everything he needs and giving him the extra money for the week. He makes sure to cover all the bases, he got you presents, a small cake, and of course stuff to decorate the living room.

The decorations in the living room aren’t necessarily the best. Brahms hasn’t been responsible for doing anything like this in his whole life. But he still does his best to try and impress you and make you happy. Just don’t expect for his best to be very good. After all, it is the thought that counts.

Honestly Brahms not being self centered for once should be enough of a surprise. It’s your birthday so he’ll make sure to be on his best behavior just for you! No tantrums or arguing, he promises! He even makes sure to hide the schedule for the day to make sure you know that today you get to relax.

Of course, you’ll still have to cook since Brahms is only capable of making sandwiches. His peanut butter to jelly ratio may be perfect but that’s not exactly the type of meal he thinks you would want on your birthday. So he does make sure to get the ingredients for all of your favorite foods!

Your presents include expensive jewelry, pretty clothes, and of course lingerie although that’s more of a gift for Brahms than it is for you. He’ll have you model all of the dresses and clothes that he got you. The big finale is the lace bra and underwear that you won’t be wearing for much longer.

Brahms is a switch and usually ends up being the more submissive one in bed. Tonight however, he’ll co for a change of pace and be more dominant. For once, he was the one spoiling you instead of the other way around and that brings out the more mature and dominant side of him. Expect o be sore the next day though, Brahms isn’t exactly good with holding back.

Billy Loomis

Billy has a tendency to be narcissistic and obviously an ass. But he can also be great at hiding those traits. On your birthday he makes sure to do exactly that, really playing up the bad boy/boy next door front he’s capable of. Tatum did believe that he was practically perfect, and on your special day, he’ll do his best to do exactly that.

He may not have the same money as Stu, but he still manages to spoil you. You’ll have his full attention for the day and he let you decide almost everything. Billy even lets you pick out the movies that you watch together on your birthday, which is something he’s never allowed to happen before.

Seeing you be happy gives him a funny feeling that he’s not used to which can cause him to act a little awkward. You throw him off a little bit. He didn’t expect to care so much about someone until you fell into his lap. He’s a simp for you and he knows it. If he wasn’t then he wouldn’t be making reservations for that fancy restaurant you loved and buying you a new outfit just for said reservation. Yeah he’s down bad.

Makes sure that you order whatever you want, today cost doesn’t matter. But if he knows your favorite, he orders for you in an attempt to impress you. See, he remembers your favorite food, isn’t he just the best. Also gets your favorite over priced dessert even if you have to take it to go. He can’t bake and he knows that store bought cake just doesn’t compare to the fancy restaurants.

He bought you lingerie for under that cute little outfit and he expects to see it by the end of night. Expect to pinned against the front door before either of you has the chance to unlock it. Billy has been imagining you in nothing but your birthday suit all night and he simply cannot wait any longer.

There’s nothing he enjoys more than seeing you fall apart underneath him. He loves seeing you look absolutely cock drunk with your makeup smeared on your face. Your moans and begs eventually begin to melt together and you just become and incoherent mess as he makes you cum again and again. It’s still not enough for him though, he’s going to make you scream.

Stu Macher

He is very determined to make you have the best day over. Expect breakfast in bed! It may not be great but eat it anyways, Stu is not a morning person and he managed to drag his ass out of bed early just for you. So even if the scrambled eggs have the occasional crunch to them it’s best to just grin and bear it.

Is very determined to take you shopping. Expect for him to buy you anything that you touch or pick up. Like the amazing boyfriend he is he will also carry the many bags that you end up with. You’ll have a brand new wardrobe by the end of the day. Of course he made you pick out a few lingerie sets. He even pointed out the ones he liked and made you find your size.

Of course, Stu will still take you out to a fancy restaurant and do the whole traditional night out thing. After dinner though the two of you will end up on the roof of his house that he made sure to help you out on. Stu is secretly a hopeless romantic deep down and will spend time looking at the stars with you because he thinks it’s something that you would like. Will listen to you as you ramble on about planets and watch as you point out constellations if that’s something you do.

Stu is very clingy at all times so he will be hanging over you all day. That’s nothing really out of the ordinary though. But usually those touches include grabbing your boobs, smacking your ass, and rubbing your hips. On your birthday the touches turn more gentle. Expect him to gently tuck your hair behind your ear so he can see your face, gently caressing your cheek, rubbing your knuckles while he holds your hand, all soft and sweet gestures to convey he truly does care.

He’s usually very fast paced with everything including talking, movements, and of course that includes in bed. But tonight he’ll be slow and gentle, drawing everything out. Also makes sure to focus on your pleasure instead of his own for once.

Asa Emory

Asa never thought he would celebrate anyone’s birthday. He certainly never celebrated his own and doesn’t see the point in doing so. To him, birthdays are just another day and there’s no point in celebrating ageing. So he went about most of his life ignoring birthdays, until you came along.

Asa adored you and your enthusiasm for life and all the good things in the world. You were a bright person, especially when compared to him, and he loved the innocence about it. So when you began to mention your birthday coming up with excitement in your voice he knew that you had expectations for your special day.

He may not be a person who celebrates but he’ll be damned if he disappoints. You’re the one good thing life has given him and he’s not letting you get away from him. If that means getting you a small cupcake and sticking a candle in it and a present then so be it. He can manage doing a little something for you.

When he’s not in his collector persona he is much more awkward and an absolute dork in your eyes. So when he takes you out for a nice dinner you’ll notice his slightly off behavior. Asa doesn’t like crowded public spaces and you’ll be able to pick up on his fidgeting. Luckily your good at carrying the conversation for him.

Asa appreciates that you understand it’s hard for him. So when you begin to do most of the talking and don’t pressure him to contribute much to the conversation besides the occasional nod he’s able to relax.

On the way home he gets nervous once more. What if you hate the present he got for you or expected more. He had only gotten you one thing and it wasn’t much. But when you finally open it and you light up like a kid on Christmas morning he lets out a heavy sigh and finally relaxes. It was only a simple necklace but you acted like he had just handed you the stars.

Asa will be surprisingly gentle with you for one night. Of course, he’ll still tie you up and absolutely wreck you but he makes sure to leave out the cutting and biting out for once. The only bruises you have will be on your hips from his harsh grip. It’s the closest thing you’re going to get to love making from him, but you know him well enough to get the meaning behind it.

Jesse Cromeans

Anything you want and it’s yours, he can make anything happen for you. He makes sure to tie up any loose ends with his business well before your birthday so that nothing can interrupt his time spent with you. Of course he makes sure to spoil you even more than he normally does.

Would love to take you on some fancy vacation and stay in one of the finest hotels there. Go ahead, pick any place you want to travel to and he’ll make the arrangements. He makes sure that anywhere he takes you is more private and remote rather than tourist-y though. Both so that he feels more comfortable and so that you can feel special and not have to deal with crowds.

Does the whole flower petals on the bed, candles, flowers, ice bucket with champagne kind of ordeal back at the hotel. Did you really expect him not to though? He has the money to so why not and he knows that even though you claim it’s cheesy that you absolutely love it. Th blush on your face and look in your eyes give away your love of cheesy things and he pays attention to every little thing you do.

Of course you get new jewelry, designer clothes, and lingerie but you get other gifts as well. Pretty much anything you’ve mentioned to him recently he makes sure to get you. Rambling on about that new book your favorite author just released? It’s yours! Been needing new materials for any of your hobbies? You got them!

Expect rough sex. Jesse rarely does gentle and with how much smaller you are than him he can sometimes accidentally hurt you. Your just so small and fragile compared to him kitten, he can’t help it. Of course he always makes sure to take care of you afterwards with a hot bath and will gently massage the knots out of your muscles. Jesse always makes sure that you’re taken care of.

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