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newtabfics · 11 months

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Ok so now that I’m playing TotK it reminded me of how I used to ship Revali and Princess Zelda. I liked that they both disliked Link and I thought that maybe with Revali, it stemmed from Link getting to be Zelda’s knight and not him. He wanted to spend more time with her and be close to her, protect her.

I’m thinking if it was canon that he most likely had an unrequited crush on her…but for the sake of my ask let’s say they have mutual feelings. Ok now…

For the ask would you be willing to write a scenario of Link being appointed Zelda’s knight and that night Revali comes to her window in the castle (Link isn’t there) and they’re both remorseful that they have to be separated. He’s worried that Link is moving in on her and that he’ll lose her. Take it in either a SFW or NSFW direction if you want (that is, if you’re comfortable writing this), I’m fine with either (I also enjoy a good horny fic, ngl ;D ) But I do love me some angst and this is filled with it.

If it’s NSFW it’s probably because Revali wants to claim her virginity for himself, that way he could always be her first, and in his mind Link doesn’t win

I’ll stop rambling now lol

I just need you to know, you AWOKE a ship in my head I didn't even realize I needed. Had to consult my sister cuz she's a furry and a Revali fan so she directed me to some NSFW Revali art she likes to help me figure out the general biology regarding all this.

I did also take some creative liberties with this and adjusted the timeline for it to kinda sync up with the plot of BOTW.

Btw: you reminded me of my Mipha x Revali ship I had and like, hear me out. AU Of these two trying to help each other get with their real crushes (Mipha x Link, Revali x Zelda) and ya know, shenanigans? Maybe? Idk. I'm rambling. BELOW THE CUT:

Always First. Revali x Zelda Spicy Fic

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Warnings for BOTW Spoilers, I GUESS???? Plus spicy content.

Word Count: >1000

Revali watched the knight return to his own chambers before flying over the castle quietly. He hurried for her room, assured now there would be no disturbances.

Her gasp made him smirk as he quirked his head. She shook her head. “You can’t just do that anymore, Vali,” She sighed softly.

“If you were really angry, you wouldn’t be smiling,” He chirped, making it widen across her face as she quickly wrapped her arms around him. He held her close, nipping at her ear affectionately. “You’re really being restrained ever since you got him beside you,” He muttered angrily.

Zelda sighed, nodding. “It’s…for my training.”

Revali clicked his beak closed, sighing. It wasn’t that he could argue. He had isolated himself for months on end at one point to even begin scratching the surface on how to use his power. Given everything, he supposed he could understand the king’s fear.

“Still, it’s not fair to you to have to go through all this for something you don’t even know you can do.” Her eyes flitted down to their feet, as if he just spoke the one fear she had. Which he had. “Zelda, stop,” He said, using a feather to lift her chin. “You’re smart enough to know we can use our resources to our advantage. After all, you’re head research for those ancient machines.” He smirked as her cheeks flushed a slight. “You didn’t just ask me for help because of my down feathers, right?”

Zelda smiled and kissed the tip of his beak with a nod. “You’re right,” She chuckled softly. There was a long beat of silence before the princess sighed. “What is it?”

“He’s a bit too close for a knight,” The Rito hissed, feathers ruffling a slight in anger just at the thought of the knight.

“He takes his job seriously, Vali,” She said, smiling up at him.

“And what if he takes you?” She blinked at that as he sighed. “I’m not saying he’d do anything without your permission. He’s too much of a good little bird or that.”

Zelda’s lips pursed at the taunting nickname as she remembered her own mother’s nickname for her. “You’re jealous then?” She realized.

At the way he fluttered and stammered at the accusation, she smiled adoringly. When her hand cupped his face, he stopped and relaxed into her touch.

“You’re such a needy Rito,” She teased.

He chuffed and nipped her hand playfully. “I hate this,” he sighed.

The separation for so long had been a bit too much for him. He was joyful when she melted into his touch not long after she’d asked him to be Vah Medoh’s pilot. He was joyful to know that she, the princess of Hyrule, chose him above Hylians.

The king’s orders stopped those late night meetings He had been fine with the system they had in place. Despite her grievances, he asked her to stay by Link, which he was now kicking himself for. He wanted her safe.

Link would take her to a spot and go off once Revali had arrived. Despite all the taunting, Link would just wave and turn his back. He wouldn’t be leaving entirely but he wouldn’t pay them any mind and give them privacy.

But now, the king’s orders even reached the Hebra Region. Many of the Rito sympathized with the princess. He wondered briefly if others had heart of it too.

Though, if they heard that, they must’ve also heard how hard she was working, to a point of utter exhaustion.

“I just don’t want to lose you to some boy,” He sighed.

“You wouldn't," she chuckled. “He’s annoying.”

He laughed at that and guided her to the bed, holding her close as he nuzzled into her. “Even so,” He sighed. “You know the old trope?”

“Hm?” She hummed, blinking at him.

“About the knight and the princess?” He coaxed.

“A…trope?”

“You need to read more,” He teased. “About how the knight does something amazing and the princess can’t help but want to be ravished by him.”

Zelda’s face flushed a bright pink as she playfully pushed him away, making him laugh as he held her closer. “Ew! No. I’m not interested in him at all!”

“Oh? So you only want to be ravished by me?” He joked.

“Yes!” A silence hit and she went a brighter red before hiding her face.

Revali leaned in and nuzzled against her cheek. “Zelda, don’t be scared. You know I will protect you.” He smiled. “I don’t want him stealing you from me.”

“I know a few things he couldn’t take even if I gave it to him,” She muttered, looking up at him.

Revali’s heart fluttered as he watched her before leaning in. The kiss was gentle, full of affection and promise and want. It slowly deepened before he was laying her back into the bed. His beak dug into her hair and lightly nipped near her scalp, making her shiver and smile under him as he carefully helped her strip.

Zelda gulped when he stepped back, seeing the tip of his length peaking out from under his feathers. She knew Rito biology well enough. She didn’t have to be a scholar to know he was aroused by her nudity.

She reached into his feathers, carefully gripping the hardening length. The Rito froze and let her test the waters carefully, stroking him to full hardness. She was surprised when it stood out against his body.

“How did you hide this?” She asked curiously.

His chest swelled with pride at that as he stroked him carefully. “What? Like it?” he teased, making her gulp thickly as she bit her lip. He took her chin into his fingers, pulling her eyes back to his. “At your command, your highness.”

She shivered at that, not entirely sure why that sent a jolt through her body. “You–You’ll need to be in charge. I don’t know…I mean, I understand the logistics…”

He smiled and bent, kissing her. “Want me to take the lead?” She nodded hesitantly, still unsure of herself but knew this was the path she could finally take for herself.

Before long, he was sliding into her, making her hands twitch against his back. He moaned lowly with her, careful not to move to quickly. “Don’t be afraid to pull a few feathers,” He grunted. “I’d like knowing I stopped your brain from working.”

She smiled and cupped his face. “Then stop it.”

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nyxthejinx · 1 year

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hey! i heard your requests were open and this is honestly something ive been wanting to request from someone for a long time but i was never sure if they did sibling dynamics,, until i saw your post haha

could i request some sibling headcanons with childe? preferably one close in age to him (maybe like one year younger)

dont be pressured to do this btw! feel free to delete my ask 💗 hope you have a good day <3

𝐒𝐧𝐞𝐳𝐡𝐧𝐚𝐲𝐚'𝐬 𝐑𝐚𝐬𝐜𝐚𝐥𝐬

A/N: thank you for asking anon! I'm glad you found what you were looking for, hope you like it. I'm just sorry it took me so long, busy times :')

𝐓𝐖: Spoilers for Childe's past, super tiny bit of angst, one swear word ig, just you and Childe sibling-fighting.

𝐅𝐭.: Childe - GN!Reader (platonic)

𝐖𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭: 814

𝐋𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨: Treehouse - Alex G, Emily Yacina

𝐈𝐟 𝐌𝐨𝐫𝐞𝐩𝐞𝐬𝐨𝐤 𝐰𝐚𝐬𝐧'𝐭 𝐬𝐮𝐜𝐡 𝐚 𝐬𝐦𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐯𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐚𝐠𝐞 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰𝐬 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐩𝐞𝐨𝐩𝐥𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐤 𝐲𝐨𝐮'𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐰𝐢𝐧𝐬. Side by side through thick and thin, you and Ajax bring both havoc and cute displays of familial love capable of warming up the biting cold of snezhnaya.

Alright

You're either two menaces or polar opposites, no in between.

But in the end you share both happy bonding moments and "come here and let me strangle you" situations, yanno, ordinary administration.

Plus your relationship had its ups and downs with Ajax falling into the abyss. But family stays family right?

More under the cut!

As kids you used to venture together in the woods, little sledge in one hand and wooden swords in the other.

In case you don’t share Ajax’s adventurer spirit well, I’m sorry for u he’s dragging you out anyways <3

He’d pretend to be one of the characters from your father’s stories and play the hero, but he won't let you be the mc most of the time. Smack his face with a snowball >:(

Snowball fight -> tickle fight -> one of you gets “seriously” hurt and starts crying.

Cue for the other to shush them in fear of your parents' wrath, even tho they're not around.

But despite these little quarrels you tend to be mutually kind in your everyday life.

Someone broke something? Whoever is innocent tries to take the blame. The other intervenes and in the end you both get away with it.

You’re too cute and wholesome, your parents can’t punish you.

It started as an act of bravery and affection, and now it’s a strategy you always use >:)

Those times when Ajax wakes up because of a nightmare you scoop over and let him hide in your bed.

You'd even come up with bedtime stories of your own, where he's the strongest ever and nothing can hurt him. And of course he does the same for you.

You’re lovely really, But then you'd fight over the silliest shit </3

There was a time when he kept giving you the silent treatment, and you wouldn’t understand why??

After at least ten years of cohabitation you learned the telltale signs of his anger, but why was he mad? You just spent the weekend with your dad while he was stuck in his bed with a cold- oh.

Most of the times you apologise and clarify, you don't like it when silly conflicts put distance in your relationship.

Some other times you get mad in return.

That same day you stomp on the ice during their fishing session and all the fishes they've been waiting for hours swim away.

Ends up in a fight, and another headache for your dad who has to break it up before one of you falls in the water.

Your relationship is just beautiful, but Things change after he disappears into the abyss.

You were having one of your usual adventures and Ajax just disappeared.

Three days later he's back, but it's not the faded scratches on his skin or the rusty sword that worry you. It's his dead eyes.

You try to bring up the subject, tell him that you're here in case he wants to talk about it. But he just shows an empty smile and says that he's fine.

And the more you observe him, the more you don't recognise him.

It will take a long time before things start to resemble the past, between him joining the fatui and you chasing after your own ambitions and dreams.

Once Ajax finally finds courage to tell you what happened in the abyss, you kinda get into this habit of talking at least once a week.

You huddle for warmth in a blanket fort, fire crackling in front of you. Depending on the mood you'd confide your problems or talk about silly stuff. Even share silence sometimes.

He'll also make hot chocolate if you want <3

Ajax's the cook between you two, and for once he's grateful for his mother's unorthodox teachings. He bakes the best snacks ever.

But fatui business forces him to leave at a certain point, so all you can do is exchange pictures, letters and trinkets via mail.

Though you love each other it's inevitable for you to grow distant.

BUT

When family reunites from time to time the younger ones want to play board games, or just play in general.

That's when everything goes back to your childhood days, as you two team up and help Teucer, Anthon and Tonia win the game.

Your older siblings can do nothing and honestly they don't even bother to try <3 you're still a menace to society, more dangerous than ever.

A monopoly round once ended up with real money debt.

Your actual meetings are sporadic, but Ajax assures you that he's never forgotten the pinky promise he made you.

You'll see Teyvat together one day, and even conquer it if you'd like ;)

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vacantgodling · 7 months

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oof okay. i didn’t think i would have to make a post talking about it but this may be my general blanket statement about it and hopefully i don’t need to make a hard and fast rule about this topic (for myself).

generally speaking, idgaf if minors follow me. i used to yeah—and i used to try and censor my blog and shit i posted because i knew i had, essentially, kids following me (why they were, no fucking idea but that’s the main reason i deleted my old blog and made this new one here because i was getting so stressed out about it) and i just didn’t want to be held responsible for “exposing them to shit” or something like that.

however. like. it’s my space, it’s my area, and i was (before) making myself miserable worrying about fucking children so i decided that i’m just not gonna do that anymore. and generally speaking, since making this blog i haven’t. when i was a teen, i followed and interacted with adults on the internet and i was fine. and i know i have some followers/mutuals/friends that i’ve known since they were younger and i didn’t feel weird about talking to them or anything. it’s good for kids to have outside adults to talk to etc etc but that’s not why i’m making this post.

basically, i’m making this post to say: if you are going to be a teenager/young adult (like 16-19) and you decide to follow me i need you to understand that i’m an adult, i talk about adult things (not just sex btw i mean just like. i’m for the exploration of dark topics in media and it will show up in my work occasionally) and that is your responsibility to navigate.

basically what i’m saying is, and bless this person’s heart. i just had a young teen/adult gimme a follow. and usually when people follow me, i do a quick scroll check to see what they post, if i want to follow back, etc etc. but the first post i saw on their blog was them rbing a very… shall we say young and on the internet opinion against a nuanced post that i personally rbed on my side blog myself without the take that this person rbed on it. just as a tldr the original post said basically “dark topics in media should exist and can be a tool to help people know what it looks like and identify it in real life so they can be able to navigate and stop this shit from happening irl.” like. a basic sentence and take (to me). this is obviously not saying you Have to go seek out media that makes you uncomfortable to read it if you don’t want to, but i’ve seen the notes on that post and i’ve seen and heard people talk about how having access to media that discussed their situation helped them themselves either come to grips with it, or to identify that it was happening or happened to them. it’s a nuanced take, and it’s one that i (personally) agree with.

yet the comment they rbed is the usual argument you see from someone who is not able to think about a situation broadly. the standard “oh well i’ve experienced csa before so i don’t need to see what it looks like” which again, tapping the sign, this is not for you then, and you don’t have to read books that explore those topics if you don’t want to. but the fact of the matter is: you aren’t going to know what everything looks like that is the breadth of the human experience—positive, or negative. shutting yourself off from potentially experiencing it via reading (a safe place) isn’t going to help you help anyone or have a complete understanding or opinion about it aside from this knee jerk reaction which is the antithesis of the post. and when all you (the person i’ve blocked btw. idk if it’s hard or soft and i don’t care really) have to add to this conversation via tags is “oh op probably made this post to justify jerking it to mha porn” then i need you to understand you are too young to be following me.

i trust people to make their own decisions. but i don’t really understand when people follow me and then have opinions like this. (hell there’s a lot of people who follow me where i don’t understand Why because it doesn’t seem like what i write would be in their wheelhouse but i can’t and won’t police people from reading my shit if they want to) however when i see stuff like this especially coming from a youngin’ i just don’t want to deal with that. because i know one day i will probably post or talk about something nuanced and i don’t want to invite a potential “callout” or “cancel culture” or freak out in my notes or argument in my inbox i’m just not doing it.

so at this time i’m not making a rule that i don’t want minors/youngins following me, again, i don’t care, but if you are going to like please please please actually understand when you don’t need to be following an adult with opinions that make you uncomfortable for your own sake.

#psa #about renjamin

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vro0m · 7 days

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I agree with your prev post btw, however a similar discourse was fueling the bird app a while ago and i’ve been meaning to say something adjacent;

>>This is also all my opinion, i’m also not trying to police f1, Lord knows we have enough of that;

I personally think as long as you’re a journalist, why shouldn’t one be biased? it’s a sport at the end of the day. A technical one so there’s a more quantifiable logic but a sport regardless. I don’t like comparing F1 to other sports but atm that’s what’s lacking (imo). Rivalry makes a sport. it allows like minded people bond over mutual love/distaste (maybe those are harsh words and it gets borderline toxic most times but ygwim). Again, you and you alone are entitled to how you enjoy your hobbies.

I appreciate Max and Lewis fans so much cuz imo they’re the ones keeping the lights on. These drivers haven’t been in a title fight in a while lol but the fans would argue over the color of the sky if they could. Everyday Alonso fans say “if Alonso had gone to… in 2014, he’d have had… championships by now”. Sainz and Leclerc fans as of lately are also at each other’s throats cuz these are great drivers.

When Lewis got announced to Ferrari, people fell to their knees cuz that’s the enemy, that was the death star. Sure this may not be our grand parents Ferrari and here we sing and do marshmallow challenges now but it’s a long rivalry. Mclaren-Ferrari, Red Bull-Mercedes. I’m not trying to dissect what was said or what caused what but Toto seemingly trying to cozy up with Helmut and Max felt like backstabbing to some.

delusional takes?… exists everywhere, some driver’s fans have blamed the wind,mirrors, chassis and even his own team sabotaging him for poor performances. saying the other teammate’s win has been “nullified”.

AFCON, Nig vs Cameron, one team absolutely bottled it but the fans were dancing up until the last minute to boost morale. it’s what fans do. Objectively is good but so are biases, it makes us human imo.

These days a lot of the races imo are boring asl. It’s why DTS tries to milk slight disagreements as intra team rivalries. There’s also new wave of fans who’s welcome to the sport ofcourse but i just personally don’t understand this “I love every driver and want to see everyone do well”. If i wore an arsenal muffler with a Tottenham jersey in North london i’m getting jumped over rivalry that’s been here almost 100 years lol.

Again yes it gets extremely racist and parasocial but that’s the toxicity that doesn’t belong in a fandom but exists in most if not all. It’s all capitalism at the end of the day but at the core of it or what it should be is a sport

ps…this long ass essay lol and it’s also one of the reasons imo football socials don’t take us seriously and also calling f1 not a serious sport😅

Yeah that's what I meant by everyone is entitled to enjoy the sport the way they want. I personally think it's fine if you're 100% delulu biased following other like minded delulu biased people if that's what's fun to you! God knows the delulu posts are the funniest on this hellsite!

I understand what you mean with rivalry and I agree but personally didn't find the teamLH-orange army war fun at all because it got nasty really quickly. Fans were hating on each other and very aggressive about their opinions and I don't like that. I like heated arguments fine but when it tips into hate then it becomes a bad experience for most people.

To take your football example, I think singing songs in the stadium, making fun of the other team and fans, it's all playful and part of the culture. But fuck ultras, you know what I mean? I shouldn't be worried about getting jumped when I leave a game. Same thing goes here. The problem is a lot of people get genuinely angry at things and then genuinely aggro and that's not fun. So like I said in my previous post, if getting into fights with other people over these things is fun to you, you do you, I'll personally probably block you cause it's not enjoyable to me.

Imo the difference lies in self awareness. If you're a bit or even fully insane about your fav but you know that you are then it's generally all in good fun. But some people aren't aware that they are being irrational about things and that can get ugly because they take things seriously and get serious emotions about it and send serious hate about it etc. But it's not only bad for other people they might get aggressive towards. I've had anons here be genuinely distraught and/or enraged by the lack of performance at the moment. I've had to ask many a person "are you sure F1 is enjoyable to you?" because at the end of the day arguing can be fun (God knows I looove debating, irl and online, I'm annoying that way) but if you step away from these fanspaces angry, sad, frustrated most of the time, then is it really good for you? are you really having fun?

#vro0m's asks

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diari0deglierrori · 1 year

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Hiiiii!!!! @omarfor-mp3 I’m diari0deglierrori, I’m alive and (almost) well, sorry to appear like this out of the blue but I was desperate and I’m feeeling awful and I need to vent so I figured I’d make a new blog to explain a bit. I saw your post about a mutual disappearing and figured it could be me (in the eventuality of it not being about me, feel free to ignore). So! Where do I start.

It all started on a dark January afternoon, the sky was grey and the air- ok I’ll go straight to the point: so I was just chilling, using this app as usual, and then all of a sudden, the Wi-Fi went down for like an hour and I couldn’t use it anymore, so ok, I go on with my life (although very annoyed because I had things to say). So then it seems that the Wi-Fi is back, at least insta is working, so I come back here to make a post about it (I don’t even know if it got published or not though? Something about the Wi-Fi who stopped working right when I was about to watch a movie ?) But when I hit post an error message appeared, the one that usually appears when there’s not Wi-Fi, so I try turning on my phones data and all to make it work but it doesn’t change a thing, I only get error messages. Then foolish little old me thinks it’s only because of a bad connection again so I check everything else to see if they work or not, every other app seems to be working so I come back here and when I check on my blogs they all seem to be gone, only my main’s name appears (it kind of happened once but only lasted about 5/10 minutes) so I start to worry and check other peoples blogs to see if it’s just the app or me. I figure I can go on the trending page, I can search things and go on blogs, so I go on yours and see the post about a mutual disappearing and it hits me. I’m simply gone. My whole life for the past 9ish years, vanished. I’m devastated. Oh but the problems are only getting started! I somehow still think my phone is the main problem, maybe it crashed a bit somehow so I go on settings and turn it off, thinking that maybe it’ll kind of reset things (not like reset reset, you know? Just like when you turn it off and on? I can’t explain right, my brain feels crushed). So I do the usual, turn it off, wait for a couple of minutes and try turning it on again. It does, the screen turns on, it says it’s locked and to swipe up to unlock, which I do. But it doesn’t work, the screen doesn’t move. I touch the buttons and they work just fine, I mean I can put it on mute and stuff, but nothing that needs the screen. So I start to panic a bit, tell people to call it so I can see if it still works, so they do and I see it can ring but I can’t swipe to answer, it’s like it’s frozen or something. But like not completely, I don’t know how to explain. Anyway, long story short I think I broke my phone, I can’t use it anymore, but the screen stays on and the hours go by, as if it was just mocking me. This is when you realize you’re stupid and wished you did a backup before, which I never do because as I said, I’m stupid. So anyway I tried to go log on my tumblr on my laptop but it didn’t work, so I tried changing the password too but then it said that my account got terminated and that I should report it to the staff or something… so I did, I’m waiting to see if they’ll ever answer.

I looked it up and apparently it happened to a lot of people, someone even explained it better than me:

“Originally it wouldn't load and said I needed to log in. I logged out and attempted to log back in, but it said my email/password was wrong. I tried to change my password and now it says my account was terminated. I've had this account for 10 years.”.

Same thing happened to me.

Aaaanayway, I’ve been dying inside ever since, hahahahahahejsfbkand

(I’m tagging you because of the post btw, sorry to bother)

#I’m so upset #Sorry again!!#Sara I could tag you to but didn’t dare to so I just followed with this blog maybe you’ll see this too #The rest of my mutuals is not really active everyday I’m sure they won’t notice I’m gone #I mean I could tell myself ‘bold of you to assume anyone would’#But still #Anyway I made this way too long too so sorry

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thelastspeecher · 2 years

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All right, I’ve teased the idea of Stan and Ford having their reunion in the Firefighter AU, so it’s probably time for me to actually write it. Here it is. Enjoy.

(Btw, yes, this is the thing I wrote where my notes said “Stan claims he can handle it. Stan can’t handle it.”)

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Stan whistled merrily as he strode down the hall.

“Pines.” Stan stopped in his tracks. He turned to face the speaker. Angie stood in the doorway of her office, her facial expression carefully neutral. “I need you to talk to me.”

“Uh, about what?” Stan asked warily. “Am I in trouble?”

“Not yet.” Angie turned and went back into her office. Stan followed. He took a seat in the chair across from Angie’s desk. Angie sat at her desk and steepled her fingers. “Some of yer coworkers have brought somethin’ to my attention.”

“What?”

“Apparently, durin’ the last call, when the owner of the house came to thank y’all, you put yer helmet back on and refused to say anything.” Angie’s bright blue eyes bore into Stan. “Now, that’s awful out of character fer ya. You like the praise that folks give us. I’ve seen m’self how much ya preen when someone thanks ya fer savin’ their home.”

“So?”

“So…” Angie sighed. “Care to share why ya were actin’ unusual that day?”

“I was having an off day, that’s all.”

“That’s not what yer crew said. They said you were normal until the owner of the house showed up.”

“Why is this even relevant?” Stan asked. Angie’s eyes narrowed.

“This is a dangerous field. If someone’s havin’ an off day, it could cost ‘em their life. Sure, everyone has those days, and those days can happen fer no reason. But if there is a reason, I need to know about it. As the chief, I’m responsible fer everyone’s safety. And I refuse to let yer blood be on my hands, Stanley.” Stan’s blood ran cold.

Shit. She used my first name. She means business. Still, Stan was quiet. Angie kneaded her forehead wearily.

“Look. Until ya tell me what really happened, I can’t let ya go out in the field. You’ll be a desk jockey until I know fer a fact that yer fully capable.”

“Over putting on my helmet and getting quiet?” Stan demanded. Angie’s eyes flashed with anger. Belatedly, Stan remembered how poorly Angie tended to respond to someone questioning her decisions.

“Yes,” she ground out. “You hate wearin’ yer helmet and bein’ quiet. The fact yer spendin’ so much time dodgin’ my questions proves there is somethin’ goin’ on. Tell me what it is.”

“…Fine,” Stan mumbled. He took a deep breath. “The owner of the house, the guy who your brother works for?” Angie nodded. “Turns out he’s my twin brother.” Angie’s eyes widened.

“The one from whom yer estranged?” she asked softly.

“I mean, I’ve only got the one.”

“So, yes.”

“Yes. The guy who keeps starting fires is the twin brother who hates my guts,” Stan said. Angie tsked sympathetically. “Don’t worry, the feeling’s mutual.”

“Hmm. Well…” Angie looked down at some papers on her desk. She messed with them, clearly trying to buy some time while she thought. “I’ll do my best so’s ya don’t have to go to any other calls there.”

“Really?”

“I need my crew to be in tiptop shape,” Angie said firmly. “You can’t be in tiptop shape knowin’ yer helpin’ someone ya have bad blood with.” She pursed her lips. “That bein’ said, I can’t guarantee ya won’t have to go to a call there. Sometimes folks call in sick, sometimes a fire gets worse than expected.”

“Don’t worry, it won’t be a problem,” Stan said. Angie raised her eyebrows doubtfully. “Seriously. A big part of the way I reacted was just ‘cause I didn’t expect him to be there, y’know? But now that I know he’s there, I won’t be surprised if I see him again.” Angie didn’t seem reassured whatsoever.

“I don’t know…”

“Trust me.” Stan grinned, feigning confidence. “I can handle it.”

-----

The fire was finally out. Stan removed his helmet with a sigh of relief.

What the hell are you setting on fire, Ford? It was almost like it was alive, it was fighting against us so hard this time.

“Excuse me!” a voice said. A southern voice. Now that he knew it wasn’t his brother, Stan turned around to face the speaker. “Stan, is that correct?” asked the man that had approached Stan. “Sorry to bother ya, I just wanted to fin’ly meet the young man my sister’s been speakin’ so highly of.” Stan grinned.

“You’re Angie’s brother, aren’t you?”

“Yessir!” chirped Angie’s brother. The familial resemblance was obvious. Their faces were similar, down to the cheekbones and long nose, but the similarities extended past that, with Angie’s brother being slender like her.

Though “gangly” might be a better word. Yeesh, this guy’s a beanpole. Angie’s brother was taller than Stan, to his frustration. Guess shortness doesn’t run in her family like that nose does. Angie’s brother blew a strand of sandy hair out of his face and held out a hand for Stan to shake. His eyes, the same blue as Angie’s, sparkled behind a pair of reading glasses.

“Fiddleford, right?” Stan asked, shaking the offered hand. Fiddleford nodded, beaming.

“Yep! I take it Angie’s shared some information ‘bout me?”

“Oh yeah. Back in California, we swapped a lot of stories about our families. You came up pretty frequently. Do you still build killer robots?” Stan asked. Fiddleford chuckled.

“Every now and then. Ya seem like a good type, Stan.”

“Angie says that, too.”

“She’s right. Say, how would ya feel ‘bout comin’ over fer dinner sometime?” Fiddleford asked. Stan froze.

“Here? The place that keeps getting set on fire?” he asked.

“I’ll make sure there ain’t any fires fer ya to put out,” Fiddleford said smoothly. He frowned, his eyes searching Stan’s face. “Hmm. Now that I get a closer look at ya, you look like…”

“Fiddleford!” a voice called. One that Stan recognized. Stan’s heart suddenly leapt into his throat. “Oh, are you thanking the firefighters for their hard work?”

“I sure am.” Fiddleford put his hands on his hips, glaring at whoever was behind Stan. “Why’d ya leave somethin’ burnin’ while ya went fer a hike?”

“You were home, I thought-”

“I didn’t know ya had somethin’ goin’. Honestly, I ain’t quite sure what started the whole blaze anyways.” Fiddleford crossed his arms. “Care to thank the good people what keep cleanin’ up yer messes?”

“That’s not-” Stan started, fumbling for his helmet. He was too late. Ford joined Fiddleford. His eyes locked onto Stan’s. Ford’s face went slack.

“Stanley?” Ford whispered. Stan swallowed.

“Stanford.”

“The two of ya know each other?” Fiddleford asked. Ford’s shock quickly devolved into disgust.

“Yes,” he said, scowling. “This is my twin brother.”

“You have a twin brother?”

“He’s your research partner and you didn’t tell him about me?” Stan asked, startled out of his paralysis. Ford’s scowl deepened.

“I prefer not to bring up those I do not communicate with,” he snarled. “Particularly if they have betrayed me.” Stan threw his hands in the air.

“This again.”

“Yes, this!” Ford shook his head. He turned to Fiddleford. “Stanley is the reason I didn’t go to West Coast Tech. He sabotaged my chance to go to a top-notch university.”

“…Oh,” Fiddleford said softly. Stan glared.

“That’s not the whole story.”

“It’s all that matters,” Ford said dismissively. He looked Stan up and down in disbelief. “How did you, of all people, become a fireman?”

“You can thank the State of California for that,” Stan spat. Ford frowned, confused. “They like to use felons to fight their wildfires.” Ford’s eyes widened.

“You’re a criminal?” he said. Loudly. Stan knew that the other firefighters, who were gathered by the truck getting ready to go, were now all paying attention to the conversation.

“Not anymore. I did my time, paid my debts to society, yadda yadda yadda,” Stan said, waving a hand airily. “Now, I’m the guy who rescues you from your own damn house every two days!”

“Honestly, you should thank me for giving you job security.”

“You piece of-” Stan started.

“What did you get busted for?” Ford interrupted. “Drugs? Maybe manslaughter? You’ve always been rather careless.” The rage that had been bubbling under the surface finally burst forth. Stan lunged for Ford.

“Whoa, Pines!” Stan was suddenly grabbed and pulled back. He turned his head. His heart sunk. “What are you doing?” demanded Ghost Eyes, one of the firefighters that had come to the call. The other person holding him back, a young woman with bright red hair whose name he couldn’t remember, was also a firefighter, and looking at him with immense disappointment.

“Trying to attack a civilian,” Ford answered.

“After deliberately antagonizing him!” Fiddleford snapped.

“Still, if he wants to be a public servant-”

“Oh, hush!” Fiddleford grabbed Ford’s hand and began to drag him back to the house. “Yer comin’ with me, mister.”

“Fiddleford,” Ford complained. Fiddleford tore open the door, shoved Ford inside, and then went in as well. Stan’s coworkers let go of him.

“What was that about?” Ghost Eyes asked. Stan looked away. “You know I’m gonna have to tell the boss about this.”

“Yeah.” Stan scowled at the house he’d just rescued from burning down. “I know.”

#Stanley Pines #Angie McGucket #Fiddleford McGucket #Stanford Pines #Firefighter AU #ficlet #my writing #my stuff #speecher speaks

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cobycobsy2k · 2 years

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I've been tagged by the fabulous @jsasimmer, thank you so much for everything! 💖😄

Why did you choose your url?

I think I told this story, didn't I? hehe, don't worry, I'll gladly tell you again: When I was 13 years old, my first pets were two guinea pigs (Beware of this fact: One of the Spanish names for guinea pigs is "Cobaya", and if you ask them, in Ecuador and Peru, guinea pigs are called "Cuyes", if in your country they have different names for guinea pigs, you can write it down here!), unfortunately, they passed away... And to pay homage to my first pets I decided put in my url "CobyCobs" (A more fun way to say Cobaya).

How long have you been on tumblr?

I'm literally a baby on Tumblr, I'm almost a year old on this beautiful platform!

Do you have a queue tag?

I'm going to sound a bit stupid but... What is queue 👀?

Why did you start your blog in the first place?

A long time ago, when I began to discover the fabulous world of The Sims, I always made "Stories" with my simmies (Whether they were parodies of episodes of South Park or creating a "reality show") and we must also add the fact that I see youtubers like Let Me Explain Studios, Jaiden Animations, illymation, SomeThingElseYT, Odd1sout and also I usually remember my embarrassing past when I used to watch channels like "My Story Animated" (I swear I'm sooo embarrassed every time I remember that...) 😳😂

Why did you choose your icon/pfp?

Honey, King Nervous is a true icon 💅✨

Why did you choose your header?

The truth is that I only put that image, because I was bored xD (I think I'll change it for a more iconic one, in that case, what image would you like for my new header?)

What's your post with the most notes?

Actually I have some hehe, among them would be: My blog praising King Nervous and the first part of my Y2k Celebrities blogs.

How many mutuals do you have? / How many followers do you have?

👁👄👁 *quickly proceeds to count everything* I have 109 mutuals and currently have 193 followers (Wow I can't believe I've made so many friends and followers on Tumblr! BTW thank you so much from the bottom of my heart for following me I'm really very grateful for sharing my blogs with you guys, never change, I love you so much!)

How many people do you follow?

305 Blogs (The truth is I follow a bit of everything hehe, but most are Simblrs and fan blogs of Britney Spears, Christina Aguilera, Tobey Maguire, Taylor Swift, Selena Gomez; And I also follow Y2K blogs).

Have you ever made a shitpost?

Yup, among my shitpost are things like "Aesthetic Warnings, I hate Buzz Grunt, Keep an eye on Geoff and Marissa Rutherford".

How often do you use tumblr each day?

You could say that tumblr is my favorite app, after youtube and instagram hehe, I use it most of the time (Whether it's to see beautiful blogs, say hello to my friends or see cc for my simmies).

Did you have a fight/argument with another blog once? who won?

No, the truth is that the simmers are a big and loving family, which always supports each other! That's why I love you guys so much.

How do you feel about ‘you need to reblog these’ posts?

You have to reblog haha! It's fun to see what things can be reblogged.

Do you like tag games?

Do you like asking games?

Which of your mutuals do you think is tumblr famous?

Actually some of my mutuals are famous in the simblr community haha.

Do you have a crush on a mutual?

*shocked*

Mmm.... Well that's fine... I have several crushes but there is one that is very important...

I have a crush on....

Frank Lions, you are soooo iconic!!🥺💖✨

I´m going to tag @jawusa , @andrisims , @antoninko , @gutosimmer @simminglytimeladies

#tag game

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dumbificat · 5 months

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hello !! (づ˶•༝•˶)づ♡

i haven't hijacked your inbox in a while eheheheh~~

how are you?? i hope you're doing good, you're really sweet, i'll fight anything that makes your day bad ᕕ(•̀⤙•́ )ᕗ

also i saw your "what kind of oomfie am i?" post.......... i'm on anon.... but you're my oh!! and gah... mutual cause ily a lot but also it took me like. three months. to actually send you an ask. and even then i'm on anon hahahah- but you're always rlly nice when you respond to my asks <33

-🌱

omg hi beby !!

great to hear from you again i hope you’ve been well (っ˘з(˘⌣˘ ) ♡

i’m doing good !! i got my near hearing aids and i can finally listen to music again :’) omg you don’t have to fight anything for me >< you’re super sweet too btw <3

i would say that you’re gah too because i still don’t know who you are… which is fine ! but you’re also yay!!! <3

don’t worry about being on anon, as much as i’d like to know who you are it’s okay, i respect your privacy :D

thanks for speaking with me again !!

#<33 #dumbi #dumbi’s asks #dumbi’s anons: 🌱#dumbi.🌱

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chickadeeee · 2 years

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So I moved halfway across the country for work, but I wasn’t too worried about it, in part bc I had a good friend living in the same city who I was excited to get closer to.

Except now it seems that my friend doesn’t want to be friends anymore.

The first sign of trouble was pride weekend. I’ve never been to pride ™ but I’ve always wanted to go, my gay+ friends just… forget I’m bi I guess idk lol. Anyways I asked if he had plans and he said yes but he could maybe see me after! I had to head that way anyways and we had our virtual zoom book club meeting in like an hour so I asked if he wanted to meet up irl for it. He said sure just give him that hour to sober up! The parks were closed so I sat on a curb and waited. For an hour. Reading a new book, but still, ouch. Then when time came for book club he ghosted me and never signed on for the group call. I was really upset and just walked home, it was a 20min bus ride but I walked the hour instead just to process. I had caught covid right when I moved and this was my first chance to see him, kind of my first social event, so I had been super excited. He never apologized or mentioned it again.

He invited me to another vague thing when his friend came into town a few days later. I asked him the day before if he still had plans and if he wanted me to come and he replied with a detailed itinerary. So seems that he had it all planned out and just forgot to tell me.

A week later I invited him to come watch fireworks on my office rooftop. He didn’t let me know if he was gonna come or not until the end of the day when he said no. I wasn’t comfortable riding transit alone late so I just stayed home.

He did invite me to an event! For a professional org he’s the president of. So like, it makes him look good for me to come. I went. He barely talked to me. He hasn’t invited me to any of their other events.

We finally hung out… when a mutual friend was in town. That was fine.

I’d been trying to get lunch w him since I moved but only brought it up a few times. It was originally his idea bc we work close to each other. He gets weekly lunch with one friend so I thought it would be like biweekly or something with us. When we finally got lunch, he said ‘maybe we can do this again in like a month!’ which kind of shocked me. Like I get if you’re busy but saying it so coldly without even adding “bc I’m so busy” just felt awful. It’s been over a month since & he hasn’t mentioned any second lunch.

By this point I had basically given up but the last thing was his birthday. He usually goes ALL OUT and he has a couple friends flying in which he mentioned last book club. His birthday is this Friday and by yesterday (Sunday) I hadn’t heard anything yet… I kinda knew he just wasn’t going to invite me but I wanted to give him a chance. So in yesterday’s book club, I asked if he knew what he was doing yet, trying to give him an opportunity to invite me. He listed out five days of detailed plans with his visiting friends and said he wasn’t having a party this year. He didn’t mention one stop on his itinerary that he wanted me to come to. I wanted to give it one more shot so today before work I texted him to say

“oh btw if you’d like me to come to any of your birthday weekend plans I’d be happy to! but I understand if you just want to keep it smaller”

and he replied at the end of the work day

“Kk! I think we’ll make it over to [nearby neighborhood] at some point so I’ll keep you posted and maybe you can join for a drink!”

He didn’t even say what day he was thinking. Just that they’ll probably be sorta near me once in a 5-day span and maybe I can join for a single drink. When I got that text I laughed out loud. I doubt he’ll end up texting me, if it happens I’ll be shocked. But I won’t make the past mistakes of waiting all day to hear from him. I don’t know if I would go or not though. I guess if I feel like it I will, but since I can’t plan for it, it’s unlikely that I’ll feel like it. I usually need to know in advance of any events so I can plan my hair wash, budget my social energy, etc. At least I can save money by not getting him a birthday present. And I can make plans to watch football on the holiday instead of seeing him.

So like. Yeah. Clearly he’s just not interested in staying friends with me for some reason. I don’t understand it at all. I don’t want to be more pathetic or more annoying so I’ll just accept that he’s not interested and stop trying. But it hurts because I thought we were going to become closer friends and now I feel so so alone. I gotta get off my ass and make new friends for sure but for now it just sucks and I feel so isolated and lonely. Like talking to the employee at a local jewelry store was the highlight of my day the other week because it was a human interaction.

Anyways I don’t meant to be dramatic, I’ll be fine and I at least have my cat, plus ik what I need to do. I just need to get this out and I can’t post on my usual emotional social cuz he follows me :/

#k gets emo

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4dtk · 3 years

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Dilf Jaehyun is in love with his sons (renjun) bestfriend 😫

best friend's dad (jaehyun)

warnings: dilf!jaehyun, dom!jaehyun, daddy kink, age gap (jaehyun is like in his late 30s, reader in university), mutual masturbation, fingering, oral sex (f receiving, m... briefly receives it LOL), praise, squirting, slight exhibitionism, consensual sex, unprotected sex

word count: 7.4k (what the fuck)

a/n: oh my gosh what a concept, hope u like this! ;) didn’t know if you wanted smut or not, so i just did it hahhrehr. btw i tried to show how jaehyun really liked reader and stuff. also i know it's common sense but please don't fuck your friend's dads, this is fiction for a reason 😭

this is not proofread. it's literally 5am rn. i have work in a few hours and im going to die. ANYWAY. hope you enjoy this. ps let me know if i missed out on any warnings or tags.

NSFW BELOW THE CUT, MINORS DNI!!!!

he’s not even certain when it started when he had you sleeping peacefully under his arm, thankful renjun was far away on a school trip.

jaehyun remembers the heartbreak of his past girlfriend, not so much of her bitter departure when he didn’t bother to spare her another glance. with frantic hands and wide eyes, she denies her infidelity even with the black and blue blooming on her neck, lips swollen from locking lips with someone else.

there’s flashes of exchanged promises that run through his head with the accidental baby. between them, there was the need to rely on the other. we’ll take of him, don’t worry! we’ll be okay. we’ll always be together, right? that’s what they need, a mom and a dad.

as renjun waddles out of his room in a confused state, jaehyun’s anger reaches an all time high. with renjun in the house?! what the fuck are you thinking?

there’s no memory of anything after. renjun’s confusion is overtaken by the sheer fury of jaehyun, screaming at his (ex-)girlfriend and her guilty lover to get out. with one swoop, he has renjun in his arms, hiding and cowering in his neck despite having just shouted his ass off.

although, when jaehyun coos at renjun after the whole ordeal, his heart breaks when a terrified expression appears on the boy’s face. he worries that it’s him that caused it, but through renjun’s sobs and wails he can hear, mom brought home a weird man, dad! i was so scared that i stayed in my room, i didn’t want to come out.

jaehyun only can sigh now, staring down at the papers in the office in his home, notes losing their legibility as the page stretches on. he’s tired, from the memory, from work, from dealing with pleas from his then girlfriend even after years of leaving her.

“dad? you good?” renjun carefully steps into the room easily since the door was already ajar. he knocks after the question, clinging onto the side of the door in hopes that his father was okay.

“hey, injunnie, i’m fine,” jaehyun sighs again, running a hand over his eyes before he marches towards the door. with an arm around his thirteen year old son, he proposes a place to eat with a lilt to his voice, knowing his son would accept it in a heartbeat.

“sure!” bingo. puzzlement seeps in next. “but can i bring a friend? she’s someone i met at orientation!”

that’s the first time jaehyun gets to know you. you’re generally quiet and polite when you introduce yourself, but he finds that you hold a conversation with renjun well, laughing out loud in the fast food joint with a burger in your mouth. your funny exchanges with his son brings a smile to his face.

at least his son wasn’t so alone now.

you stuck around longer than the male had expected, occasionally coming over for dinner while you hung out on the roof, in renjun’s room, on the couch. words and jokes flow easily from your mouth, even making quips with jaehyun himself when you’re more comfortable in the jung household. you’re a light in renjun’s life, even if he doesn’t know it.

jaehyun does, though. he sees how renjun is more open to showing emotions, more adamant on trying new things, and he compares it to the blinding grin the five-year-old renjun gives him years ago when he shows his dad a new toy. it makes his heart clench up all the same, content that you were able to give renjun the experience of enjoying life without the burden of a missing parent.

"what's a gap year?" he asks dumbly, watching the way you both gobble down your food an hour before your flight.

"ah, mr. jung, it's something like taking a break from your studies, maybe to find a job or to just rest, but you can also sort out what you wanna do in case you don't want to pick any terrible module that you end up not liking," you explain without a beat.

"i'm not sure of my career yet, mr. jung, that's why i'm going abroad. i want to enjoy myself - plus, if i find something good overseas, i can take it up!"

jaehyun only hums at that, stealing a fry from his son's tray before he leans back.

and later, when jaehyun's standing calmly with hands in his pockets and a lean in his posture, he ignores the tightening feeling in his heart as you bid farewell to renjun.

he compares the pull of his heart to the one he felt years ago, when he'd seen his then girlfriend for the first time. he knows it's wrong, it's disgusting, but he can't help but admire how you grow into your features, how valiant you could be in order not to fuck up your life.

hell, he would be the one to fuck your life up if he acted on his impulses. so he said goodbye like a normal dad, delivering flat jokes to got bad responses, slobbering over his meal like a dog, anything to get you to dislike him.

jaehyun isn't so sure when you shake his hand normally. were you disgusted? were you weirded out?

"y'know, mr. jung, this is the last time i'll be seeing you and you act so weird," you pout. jaehyun almost combusts in his place, "why didn't you give us another movie ramble?"

"i haven't watched a movie lately, kid, sorry about that," jaehyun pats your head, missing the way you tense up at the name. with a last wave, you leave for your flight with your sinking heart, unaware that your best friend's dad also had trouble with feelings.

feelings for you.

“oiii- renjun! stop spacing out!” you clap both hands in front of his face, recoiling once you hear how loudly it resonates in the quiet library. you get a few shush’s and glares, and with a poor attempt of an apology, you’re back to whispering to your friend that’s nodding off.

“why are you so sleepy today?” renjun only shrugs, blinking the fatigue from his eyes as he comes back to his senses of overdue assignments and eraser dust.

“my dad kept me up yesterday,” he groans, banging his head against the wood with a thud that garners a second round of glares from those around you and you have to stifle a giggle at that.

“why? talk your ear off about another movie?”

“nah, it was a lecture this time. i kinda like his movie rambles.”

you chuckle in response, “yeah, he’s pretty passionate about those. what was the lecture about?”

“he just worries about what i’ll do after i finish university. says he doesn’t want me to meet the wrong person and mess up,” he shrugs.

you hum, nodding in understanding. “plus he mentioned you.”

“he did?” you hide your surprise well. your excitement, not so much. a smile makes it way onto your face against your will. luckily, renjun was still staring ahead, lost in his thoughts of what he father lectured him on last night.

“said something about the gap year that you took. he suggested it to me, wanting me to find my calling,” renjun does air quotes on the last three words, an expression of disbelief pulling at his features. you frown, “what’s wrong with a gap year?”

renjun jumps. “ah, nothing- sorry if that made gap years in general seem like it was bad. it’s just- i don’t know- already know what i want to do, y’know?”

“oh yeah, you were pretty passionate about doing an onlyfans right?” renjun shoots a dirty look at you and your voice which sounded out the joke a little too loudly. he shoves you lightly, which in turn prompts you to shove him back with double the force.

he stops you before you can continue, a single finger pointed at your face. “not here, we’re gonna get banned again.”

“ooh kinky~ getting new content for your channel?” after scrambling for your things, you’re out of your seat in a second, beelining for the door with a cackle as renjun stays hot on your trail. “l/n y/n, you’re dead when i catch you!”

you were banned from the library again.

the both of you buy time in front of renjun's front door, for (mostly) renjun to calm down with his clammy hands and rapid heartbeats. it didn't do him well that he had to tell his dad about yet another ban from the library.

and when he opens the door, he regulates his breathing, catching the attention of jaehyun sitting on the sofa. if you weren't in the same predicament, you would've burst out in laughter. despite that, you don't, taken aback rather by the man sitting in the living room.

you wonder how he's still able to look so young with the same hairstyle he kept when you were younger, with the same sharp features he possessed when you were younger. with the lights of the television dancing across his face, you have to regulate your breathing.

his eyes move from his son's to yours, and his eyes widen just a little.

now he’s certain when it started.

it was when you’d moved away to take a gap year overseas. in that damned airport where he hoped you couldn't hear his beating heart and see his shaky hands.

he's certain when the feelings come back again where you're older than in that airport. body and curves grew into where they belong, your hair a little longer, the unmistakable aura you emanate now stronger along with the same flowery scent you wore.

"hi kids, how was school? plus, injunnie, you didn't tell me (y/n) was coming over today," jaehyun masks his nervousness, but now he certainly didn't miss the way you twitch at his use of the word kids.

"you didn't tell me (y/n) was back at all," the last words are lost to a whisper and he's lost in your gaze, tensing his fingers until they cramped.

renjun rolls his eyes, "i just forgot to tell, that's all. 's not a big deal, dad."

"oh, but, it is in the middle of the academic year. how were they able to accept (y/n)?"

renjun waves a hand for you to explain in his stead, "uhm- well, mine was a special case, i guess, you could say. i was able to get in with my grades from before, given that i show it in my work and assignments."

"a smart girl, eh?" the older man teases, eyes hyperaware at how your body reacts to his words. your chest moves in a gulp, your thighs rub against each other.

"guess so, mr. jung. i-"

renjun mumbles something before you can continue, "by the way, i'm banned from the university library again."

jaehyun laughs at that, a beautiful laugh that leaves his lips at how his son managed to break the rules again. at this rate, he would've checked off every rule in the book. he lets out a second chuckle as he realises how much his son takes after him.

"what did you do this time? fuck a girl in there?"

your ears perk up at the lewd word he uses, slipping from his mouth with little to no shame that it has you imagining many other ways he'd use it. renjun's whine drags you out of your daze.

at that, you're not sure if man reciprocates your needs and desires, whether he realises the many gazes you've given to him. you're hopeful when his eyes, fixated and dilated, flit back to you. that hope dies when it leaves yet again.

"...daddddd..." renjun whines, crumpling the paper in his hand that spelt out a letter to give to his parent or guardian. it was incomprehensible by now, creases and folds littering the paper and its words.

"we were just being noisy," renjun simply puts, plopping onto the couch and passing the wrinkled paper to his dad, "who told libraries to be so quiet."

you're left behind at the door, then, guilty for having so many thoughts about your friend's dad. with a few strides, you reach the couch to land a hand onto renjun's head, "it's a library, stupid. we could've gone somewhere else to hang out if you wanted to."

"yeah, but still. i like the tables there, it's nice to do work on there."

you roll your eyes at that, sitting right beside renjun as the movie plays on. there's a bit of disappointment on your side, but for now, you'd hold it in.

you're going to be too obvious if you sit down next to his dad instead.

"you do anything but work, renjun."

conversation dies, save for some of renjun's commentary and jaehyun's replied hums. the movie captivates you more than you like to admit, releasing a breath you didn't even know you were holding.

the conclusion to the movie was shocking, brutal, but so good when the protagonist gets what she wants. you would kill to be as cool as her, but for now, you'd stay with your knees to your chest as jaehyun exits from the movie player on netflix.

renjun sleeps soundly beside you, and you're not sure whether that's a good thing or not.

"got anything in mind, (y/n)?" his voice cuts through, through renjun's sleeping figure to you whose head peeked over your friend's.

"huh?"

"netflix, (y/n). do you wanna watch anything?" he offers the remote control to you and you take it without hesitation, turning back to the HDTV to scroll through your options.

"just keep at that, i'll get some popcorn. you want nachos?" you hope he sees your nod, unable to trust your voice as you type in a specific name. the nerves calm the longer jaehyun's away.

a laugh fills your ears, looking at the way the movie title shows on the screen, "shrek?"

"what? i like shrek..." you giggle nervously, receiving a tray of nachos from his hands.

"you don't have to tell me twice, (y/n)," jaehyun sets down two cups, putting down a box of popcorn on his side.

jaehyun's leaning over the back of the couch, keeping a safe distance between your faces. the tv's gone into a screensaver mood by now, painting the room in black with the absence of light. jaehyun's thankful your face wasn't fully lit, or else he won't be able to hold himself back.

for now, he's satisfied with the light that's barely visible on your face.

"uh, mr. jung?"

"sorry. can- can i sit next to you?" your gaze makes him feel so small, makes him feel like he's confessing again like a dumb schoolgirl and he knows he's anything but.

at least your smile is the one thing that makes him feel better, "sure." you're barely containing your anticipation now, turning back to face the tv as the sofa dips beside you.

in a minute, you're pressing play on the remote control.

the plot pleases you just like before, introducing shrek along with donkey as they head off to save fiona from her tower. you laugh at a particularly dirty joke that was smartly weaved into the dialogue, turning to see whether jaehyun would've noticed it.

your breath catches in your lungs when you find that he's already looking at you. the scene carries out like a lame rom-com, your ears tune out the movie, your body tingles to how jaehyun's looking at you, his mouth parts slightly.

except this was different. he was your best friend's dad, for fuck's sake.

jaehyun advances anyway, bringing up a hand to tuck a strand of hair behind your ears. that fantasy is broken when you recoil slightly, just in time with renjun's habitual movements in his sleep. it's timed well that jaehyun's unsure whether he stops out of instinct or out of your undesirable reaction.

"mr. jung..."

fuck it.

you dread the next sigh of his, "(y/n)... i hope i'm not imagining things but... you do know your glances are not exactly subtle, right?"

blowing a raspberry, you take the other's hand to place it back on your face, "you say that, but you're the one losing control, mr. jung." you continue with the disclosure of your feelings.

"i... i also want you in that way, mr. jung," your confession is quiet and eyes downcasted, forgetting the weight on your face where his palm took its place. you twidle your fingers as a way to distract your aching core, although after, your vision is interrupted when the male covers his erection with his free hand.

you didn't even notice it at first, stuck in your trance of whether he returned your desire. you were sure now, head snapping up to his face where he lets out a relieved sigh. it brings your heart rate down a little and his smile is blinding even when the tv's the only thing illuminating the space.

jaehyun lets you do the talking.

"but... i'd like to- i'd like to take this slow. and maybe y'know- keep it a secret."

his grin subsides into a gentle smile, "'course, (y/n). i don't wanna force you into anything that you don't want to do, yeah?"

a small yeah slips from your lips, relishing in the warmth that the other's hand gave off that you shamelessly lean into his touch. you'd ignore the pulsing in your core for now, you'd ignore your sinful thoughts.

take it slow, you said.

you wanted anything but that.

when you're asking renjun if you can come over for the sixth time that week, he doesn't bat an eye as he writes down his notes in a frenzy, eager to catch whatever your professor's saying.

you, on the other hand, could only zone out on his dad as you skimmed through your closet mentally. so far, you've exhausted all your skirts, along with a few crop tops that felt odd on your body. you preferred oversized outfits, although you couldn't deny the liberating feeling when it hugs your body.

each time, you're able to get jaehyun riled up ever so slightly. with a bend over the counter, to the accidental drop of your spaghetti top. it was satisfying for you, seeing how his ears flush up and body tenses.

the male, on the other hand, wanted nothing more than to ignore your timid claim of wanting to go slow. he wanted to take you on the couch, on the sink, in his bed.

it wasn't far from your own thoughts, head swirling with how he'd manhandle you once he figures out your game, how he'd stare you down while his ears burn.

on the first visit, you're fussing over renjun's nightmare as he awakens at twelve midnight. your efforts are somewhat restricted, then, having just said take it slow word for word just two hours before. jaehyun thinks how it would be if you soothe him, instead, when he dreams.

during the second visit, you purposely wore tight clothing, partially for your time at the university gym but mostly wanting to see the look on mr. jung's face. your sweat drips down provocatively, staining your shirt with dark spots that jaehyun has trouble keeping his eyes above your neck. he wonders how many boys have watched your ass jiggle and boobs bounce as you do your reps and wonders if he'd be able to fuck you better than they would.

on the third, you're bolder. your skirt barely covers anything as your upper body lowers in order to key in the numbers of the microwave. the plump of your ass is on full display through the fabric of your skirt and he's sure you're not wearing any underwear underneath. he wonders how your body would fit on the marble of his kitchen counter.

on the fourth visit, renjun shows off a new, cheap massager that he's bought from the convenience store beside the university. with three different settings, he reads and explains that it's meant to release the tightness in your muscles. you're the first one to step up to the challenge, talking calmly through the vibrations of the massager like how you would talking through a fan. in a second, it hits a sensitive spot, and the whimpers and moans you let out catches jaehyun's attention. his cock throbs at how you'd mewl and whine under him so much that he has to relieve his problem that night, trying his best to stay silent even long after you've left the jung household.

on the fifth? the fifth was uneventful.

you smile to yourself as you hype yourself up for the fifth visit of the week, pulling on renjun's arm a little too enthusiastically while you pack your bag simultaneously.

"goddamn, woman, calm down, what's gotten into you?" renjun questions with a raise of his eyebrow, taking his own sweet time to pack the notebook in his bag along with his stationery.

"just want to get off class, i guess. hurry uuuuppp!" to divert his suspicion, you suggest a fast food joint before you head over to his house. your mouth lets out a popped 'p' at the end of your yup when your friend asks if you're coming over tomorrow.

"okay, just confirming. you mind if we watch movies again tomorrow?"

you shake your head at that, dumping your money into the cashier's hand while they confirm your order.

"not at all."

today's fifth visit to his house was uneventful. with a skip in your step, you head straight for the couch to play board games, complete work or even watch something but you yelp in surprise when renjun drags you with a hand around your wrist.

he's headed straight for his bedroom, not even bothering to call out a greeting to his father. the other isn't any different, grunting in disapproval when you both enter the home. jaehyun watches as you get dragged lifelessly, not reacting once to your excited greeting.

"did y'all fight?" you mumble through your sweater, glad that you at least brought something to cover you up for today's lecture. it served its purpose again when you pulled it over your head to cover the skimpy outfit you chose for today.

renjun searches for the cheap massager he bought, "a minor one, yeah. fought about my future, again, kinda."

you sigh, "why don't you just tell him?"

"tell him what?" your friend groans, both at your infuriating question and the way the massager was able to unwind his taut muscles.

"i don't know. that you're sure if your career and path after uni?"

"he's just projecting onto me again, maybe. i know he's worried but... i can't say much when i didn't fuck around as a kid that ended up having a baby with his cheating girlfriend."

even with the story summarised in a few words, you still can't stomach it, heart breaking for the older man outside that you forget your teasing game for the time being.

"i understand, it's just... i wish he'd let me do what i want, you know? i wouldn't be so sure about this if i wasn't passionate about it."

you nod in agreement, scrolling through social media aimlessly before gesturing at renjun. he shoots you a look, but eases into an 'o' expression when he realises you want the massager.

"so, should i not come over tomorrow? i don't want to interfere if it makes y'all uncomfortable."

he waves a hand, "nah, it's fine. i'll think of something to make it up to him tonight. he usually caves into my movie night apologies often, i know him like the back of my hand."

you smile at that with the taste of bittersweetness lingering on your tongue. sweet, because you admire the close relationship he has with his dad. bitter because...

you just hope renjun wouldn't find out.

the next day on the sixth visit, you find yourself in a similar position like the first, nestled in between jaehyun and his son as a movie plays on the screen. it's an action slash thriller this time, the three of you enthralled by the protagonist's backstory and their drive to set their destiny right.

and just like the first visit, renjun manages to drift off asleep again, that you have to stifle a laugh, instantly turning down the volume of the movie.

"why does he always do this?" you giggle, searching around for a blanket before one appears in your line of vision. with a whispered thanks, you cover your friend with the blanket. your knee props up onto the couch to shelter every inch of renjun from the cold and while his dad would be extremely grateful, all he can thinks of is the way your butt is almost all up in his face.

jaehyun's breathing is laboured when your bike shorts ride up your thigh, showing more and more skin as you lean over more and more. that doesn't do it for him as much as the way the tight material accentuates your ass, though, eyes finally landing on your middle.

the spandex hugs your clit perfectly, showing your cunt to him with the addition of a soaked spot over it. it seems like you know what you're doing, adjusting and fidgeting your legs that highlights your dripping lips even more. he realises something.

you weren't wearing any underwear.

the moment you're back on the couch, jaehyun acts like nothing's happened, swallowing with a hint of frustration. you smile triumphantly.

"finally took a look huh, mr. jung?" your voice is an octave higher, subtly grinding into the couch below you to get any type of friction between your legs.

jaehyun looks at your side profile, nonchalantly focused on the movie in front of you, yet the faces you're pulling... it goes straight to his dick to how your mouth is parted in small whines only reserved for him.

"take it slow, my ass," he groans quietly, burying his face in your neck that your hips halt for a moment. if he couldn't touch you, he would at least savour in your scent.

"cover us, mr. jung."

you feel his smirk against your skin, "(y/n), you've been teasing me this past week and you still call me mr. jung?" with a tut, he retreats from your neck to retrieve a second blanket, swinging the fabric over your bodies.

"call me jaehyun, (y/n)."

"jae... hyun?" he swears that he almost cums on the spot at the way his name leaves your throat hesitantly.

"yeah, just like that."

if you were already this far, why not indulge in it all the way, right?

"and can you call me baby, jaehyun?" the name still felt foreign on your tongue.

the male coos, "of course, baby."

your grin makes his heart flutter, and as much he wants to hold back, you're already doing the job for him when you take his hand to place it on your stomach.

with a nod, you hint that his hand should travel lower until his fingers are deep into your hole, but he shakes his head.

you're ready to apologise. he cuts you off, "i need to hear you say it, baby."

jaehyun's the type of guy to confirm your consent? you were sold.

"yes, i want it."

"good girl," you preen at the praise, scooting closer to the other when his hand trails lower until it reaches your core. you gasp at the contact, immediately moving your hips against the roughness of his palm.

"you're soaked, baby. is this all for me?" he asks, dragging a finger along your folds. your nods answer his question, shivering at the friction as it plays with your clit.

the murmured words only add to your excitement and with his son only a few feet away, you will yourself to stay as quiet as possible. that backfires when he easily slips a finger in, using your arousal as lube.

"shit, fuck, sorry-" you relax when his finger stills, allowing you to get used to it before pumping it in and out of you.

"'s okay, pretty girl. just remember to stay quiet," jaehyun's gentle with you, but the finger moving in and out of you said otherwise. your hand grips onto his forearm like a vice, his single finger making such a mess out of you already.

the space between you is filled with your moans, the delicious squelching noises only adding to the tense atmosphere.

"second finger goin' in," he calmly says, inserting one more digit that stretches you out like no other. of course, your fingers could never compare, but you can't say the same for your toys. despite that, it's more pleasurable in the way his fingers curl that your dildos couldn't.

your choked whine makes jaehyun's cock twitch, eyes scrunching up in frustration as the fingers assume a particularly decent pace.

"faa.. faster jaehyun, please," your plead doesn't fall on deaf ears, and he speeds up his pace immediately, "oh god, oh shit, jaehyun..."

in the clarity of a second, your hand lands on his hardening cock, palming him through his trackpants that elicits a deep groan from him.

"baby, you're absolutely mad," he chuckles into the hand that's muffling his moans. it drones on when you spread your legs wider, pushing your hips into the air to take more of his fingers in your wet pussy.

your palm easily fishes out his dick, stroking him with ease where the sounds of his pre-cum mix with your slick, painting the room with an endless array of lewd noises. you find that he's mirroring the way the bottom half of your body moves, rutting into your hand.

"jaehyun, jaehyun jaehyuuuun....hhn-!" he's able to keep his composure better than you do, though, and the other has no trouble speeding up his pace once again with the repeated calls of his name.

"you gonna cum, baby? don't you want to make a mess of my fingers?" he whispers out, littering your neck with kisses. his fingers reach an animalistic pace, showing you just how fast he'll go when he finally sinks his cock into you.

a particularly hard thrust of his fingers drawls a long whine out of you, causing your hand to stutter just a little on his cock. he grunts, using his free hand to take it off his shaft.

"don't worry about me, honey. let's focus on you," you want so bad to insist on his pleasure as well, but the way his fingers move in and out of you clouds your brain like a drug that it makes you let out a pornographic moan.

"yes! y- wanna... wanna cum over your fingers, jaehyuuuun, fuck, fu-" all jaehyun can focus on is your delectable sounds, soft enough just for him where he knows he's the one to make you feel like this. his fingers hit your g-spot, angling it with no problem as you jerk at the sensitivity.

"'m cumming daddy- fuck, jaehyun! so good, so good!" you hope he doesn't notice the slip of your tongue, but his fingers continue anyway. with a last silent scream, you cream his fingers, soaking into the sofa's covers while you ride out your orgasm.

your thighs tremble and your breaths stay short, nails digging into the skin of his forearm while the other holds onto the cushion beside you for dear life.

"oh... oh my," you come down from your high after a minute, not recalling a time where you'd come this hard from your fingers or your toys.

jaehyun however, replays how you moaned out daddy in the spur of the moment.

"sorry uhm, fuck- was the daddy thing weird?" you mumble after your mind clears from the climax, mouth turning into a frown while his hand removes itself from your pants.

"it's fine baby. plus, daddy likes it." he laughs at how your mouth drops, even more when he places his fingers in his mouth. the male sucks the juices from his fingers, and the hum that rips from his throat makes your stomach churn with hunger.

"then... maybe... can i have a treat? your cock's still awfully hard, daddy," the pout sends jaehyun reeling, your big doe eyes staring down at him making him lose slip of his restraint.

"i-"

a stir from beside you shocks you out of your sex-filled daze, and the voice that calls out to you makes the both of you freeze.

"was there a sex scene in the movie?" renjun groans and doesn't bother to listen out for an answer, squinting at the bright light coming from the television. he stays laid down in his position, eyes closed. "sorry i keep falling asleep, could you turn down the volume?"

"we'll do that, injunnie," jaehyun's voice immediately turns soft, reaching for the remote control to completely turn it off. renjun is too far gone in fatigue that he fails to realise that.

"scary..." you laugh out, rubbing fingers against your temple to ease the rapid beating of your heart.

"sorry, baby, you might need to wait for next time," the other's words are even softer now and it prompts you to face him as his cock softens in his hands.

you nod and giggle in understanding, patting his thigh as you get ready to leave the house. before you can do that, jaehyun pulls you back onto the couch.

"that was great, (y/n)," you smile at that, taking the chance to peck his lips before standing up again. as you find the bathroom to clean up, jaehyun leans back onto the couch with a sigh and a stare at his now sticky fingers.

he wonders what you taste like first-hand, with his mouth right on your dripping core.

jaehyun was unable to keep his hands from his pants from then on, getting turned on by the mere sight of you. it didn't help that you continued with your skin-showing outfits and teasing gazes, but whenever you both wanted to get intimate, renjun would always barge into the room or say something that needed your attention.

it was painful, to say the least. he hated how easily he gets an erection just thinking of you, he hates how you're so willing to help renjun out when he needs something, he hates how you have no problem teasing him without any thought of the consequences.

he'd take the chance, then, when renjun is due for a school trip in a few weeks time. he'll just have to make do with his imagination and his hand for now.

"dad, it's just- it's just a four day trip, you need to calm down with the briefs."

the older man rolls his eyes, "you never know when you accidentally orgasm in your underwear or whatever."

"oh, fucking hell, dad, please don't say orgasm, if you wanna go all out with the jokes then just say cum," renjun's expression is full of disgust as jaehyun roars in laughter, patting the other on the back while you two send him off. your friend's disgust doesn't last long, and the bounce back of the dirty joke is comfortably exchanged between the two.

"take care of (y/n), okay, dad?" his expression furrows, and jaehyun knows it's time to stop joking. bringing him into a side hug, renjun wraps one arm around his dad, "and you, please don't spoil the massager, i really like it a lot."

"that all you have say to me?" you pursed your lips.

"pft- kidding. encourage my dad to get some fresh air, yeah? all he does is rot at home and watch movies," said man rolls his eyes with a smile.

"take care, both of you."

"oh my god, just go already! it's not like you're going on a dangerous quest like a knight is." renjun's laugh carries on throughout the front yard to the uber that's waiting for him, but not before he throws you a double middle finger.

once you're sure that renjun's gone, you're the first to leave the porch, eager to have any part of jaehyun on you. but preferably, you'd like his cock the most.

"i love him, but sometimes he comes in at the wrong time."

that earns a laugh out of you, "sometimes? you mean all the time, right?"

"absolutely correct, baby." in the way his smirk darkens, you know you're in for a long ride. on the sofa you soaked weeks ago, you spread your legs for him, a wet patch already all over your panties.

you play with your clothed cunt gently, eliciting a groan from the other when he sees the string of slick connecting from your underwear to your fingers.

"please eat me out, daddy," you pull up your trump card, grinning when he finally breaks and reaches your figure in a few seconds.

"if my baby asks, then who am i to deny her?" he smiles, already pulling your panties to the side. he admires how it glistens in the afternoon sun, briefly thanking the real estate agent's advice for placing the sofa beside the window.

by then, your juices run from your cunt down to the fabric below you, smeared all over your thighs by how much you've been rubbing it against each other.

jaehyun pulls up his trump card, which involved his gifted tongue pressed flat against your pussy. with renjun out of the house, your moans reach every inch of the room. the man below you draws out every sound possible from your throat, sucking and prodding at your hole with his tongue.

he moans into your cunt, seeing how you groan and thrust up in his face at the feeling. jaehyun laps at your pussy lips, not letting a single drop leave his mouth as you get drunk on the feeling.

"uhnnn- daddy, fingers- fingers please-" you whimper out, bucking your hips into his lips where he easily accommodates your desperate grinding.

he growls at the repetitive name-calling, flicking his tongue against your folds like a starved animal. slowly, he inserts two fingers into you, relishing in the way your clench around him.

he chuckles mockingly, "is this how you'll be around daddy's cock, huh? so tight, so so tight, just for me."

you almost gush around his words, mewls spilling from your lips in begging for your release. yes, yes, yes, spills from your lips, and just like the first time, he picks up his pace until you're groaning into the living room.

"daddy! daddy, s'full! your fingers feel so full! cumming, 'm cumming...!"

with a curl of his fingers, your juices gush and squirt around his digits, tongue and fingers continuing their ministrations even after you reach your orgasm. it stains jaehyun's face and fingers, and he has to catch a breath as he cleans the juices around his mouth.

"need to fuck you, baby, i need to fill your cunt up, baby."

"but- i haven't even given you my promised blowjob yet," you frown, running a hand through his hair.

jaehyun chuckles, "it's fine, pretty girl. i need you now."

your scream of surprise makes the male laugh again, swooping you up to take you to the bedroom, "let's not fuck on the sofa."

you let out another yelp when he throws you on the bed, suddenly feeling intimidated by how jaehyun crawls toward you.

"you gonna let daddy fuck you good? hm?" his demeanour changes immediately, removing his boxers with ease before his shaft springs up to hit his stomach. he smiles at your shock, although that disappears when you spread your pussy lips with your fingers.

"p...please... fill me up, daddy. you're gonna feel so full in my pussy, want you to fuck me dumb-"

"do you, now?" jaehyun can't deny how your words make him feel, and with your pulsing hole displayed all for him, he wants nothing more than to sink your cock in him to fuck you silly.

"so much! want your big cock to stretch me open- oohhhh..." your words are cut off when he does just that, stuffing you full as he inches into you bit by bit. it's addicting, how well he fits in you, and when he bottoms out, you both groan.

"you're so fucking tight, baby- how are you so... tight!" his hips start thrusting them, loving the way how your cunt hugs his dick so tightly that he lets go then and there. slowly, he gets the rhythm in, hips meeting your skin effortlessly considering the way you're sucking him in.

the wet slaps resonate in the room, along with your sopping cunt that seemed to drip with arousal with every word that falls from his lips.

"who's making you feel this good, baby? who?!" a gasp leaves your mouth at his aggressiveness, the constant, consistent movements of hips causing your reply to come out stuttered and broken.

"y- you are, daddy! you're the only one to... hhmhm! to make me feel this good!" it comes out in a poor attempt of a sentence, "your cock is so deep in me! so deep, 'm so full!"

jaehyun growls at that, fucking into you with even more fervour now that he knows his effect on you. you're taking every inch of him like a good girl, noticing how your tongue lolls out and your eyes are rolled back into your head.

the sight makes him smile, driving his cock deeper into you with each move of his hips. it's slow, hard thrusts, now, savouring how your leaking core feels against his skin and balls.

the few moments of jaehyun's calculated thrusts clear your mind just a little, "why'd you slow down, daddy? didn't i say i wanted to be fucked dumb?"

"gotta be careful what you ask for, pretty girl," you clench around him at the pet name, and with that, jaehyun loses himself again, rutting into you with an intense pace.

"you want to be fucked till you can't remember your own name? i'll do that." he proves it when his pace matches his fingers just a few minutes ago, the squelches from your pussy spurring him on.

the knot in your stomach tightens and tightens. jaehyun knows, taking pleasure in how dumb you look under him and he's full-on grinning when you jerk at the sudden stimulation of your clit, thumb rubbing at the bundle of nerves.

"'m cumming, daddy! daddy! daddy!" you chant it like a mantra, your mouth full of nothing but the pathetic cries of daddy and how full you feel.

you're convulsing, shuddering at the way the knot finally snaps and you're creaming all over his cock in an instant, staining the sheets below you as your moans come out choked, voice hoarse from how much you've been whimpering all day.

"c'mon, gimme your mouth," you whine when his cock leaves your hole, clenching around nothing while you're brought up to your knees with a tug on your wrists.

you giggle drunkenly at how easily you submit to jaehyun, the red tip of his cock pushed against your lips.

"take my cum down your throat like a good girl." your face is fucked out, taking his dick with a tongue that works its way around the tip and right into mouth with a slurp. the warm sensation mimics how he felt in your cunt and he cums instantly, shooting ropes and ropes of cum into your mouth.

"yeah... j..just like that, good girl..." he mumbles to you, with both hands finding their home in your locks. they force your head down onto his cock to take the last bits of his cum, warm and slick down your throat.

you giggle again, stretching out the ache in your knees as you plop down onto the bed. with a wave of your hand, you're asking him to lay down with you, clear that fatigue is already seeping into your bones.

with a smile, jaehyun takes his place beside you while you curl up into his embrace, the thick duvet covering your bodies as your breath evens out and an am wraps around your middle.

"i hope you know this isn't the last time."

jaehyun doesn't expect you to hear it but when you do, the reply sends his heart beating fast.

"i'm glad, jaehyun... i really want to get to know you again," you mumble out, words slurring in your tired state.

"me too, (y/n), me too."

pt. 2

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Hii, as someone who isn’t familiar with Tumblr rp, how would I get started? I’m more used to Instagram rp, but lately there’s hardly been any activity on there. Sorry if this is a weird question btw

HELLO THERE ! no worries, it’s not a weird question and i’d be glad to help. to be honest i’m not sure how different tumblr rp is from instagram rp ( or any other rp for this matter, since all i ever did was tumblr ) so this’ll probably end up being a little more extensive than it needs to be. this is by no means a definite guide, though, and there are probably a million different ways how one could get started but this is what has worked for me. anyway, without further ado, here’s my guide on how to get started with tumblr rp.

― STEP ONE: PREPARATIONS

the first step, of course, is deciding which character you wanna roleplay as. would you rather play a canon character ( which can be as canonically accurate or divergent as you want them to be ) or an original character? it’s also okay if you want to write multiple characters because you could either do that by making multiple single muse blogs or just compile them all onto one multimuse blog. the possibilities here are endless but of course the character(s) you write should be your main focus. just do whatever suits you best.

also, if you want to use icons ― which you totally don’t need to but i’m gonna add a section here anyway ― you should start looking for some before starting your blog. of course, you can also make them yourself either by using pre-existing base icons ( personally, i use hollow-art and insanejournal a lot of the time ) or by taking various screencaps and cropping them yourself. they can be as simple or fancy as you like and sizes also vary a lot depending on the person / fandom / whatever tumblr trend is in right now, but generally speaking, you can never go wrong with the 100x100 px basic ones. honestly, the whole aesthetic-y aspect of your blog is up to your personal preference anyway.

another thing that’s worth thinking about before setting up your blog is the tagging system. you don’t have to use it, but it’s usually easier to structure everything if you do decide to use tags. you can use them to tag things like images, memes, promos, headcanons, writing, whatever. again, it’s up to you and what you want to do.

― STEP TWO: SETTING YOUR BLOG UP

by far the most tedious step, these are the things that should probably be done before the actual fun of rping starts.

choose your url. the easiest thing to do here is pick a word or a phrase or something that relates to the character you wanna rp as. ( maybe like a personality trait or nickname for example. ) however, it shouldn’t be too long or overly complicated. now, sometimes you’ll run into the problem that the best urls are unavailable. so one thing to do is get creative with the spelling by adding in certain letters or switch some characters for others. ( one popular example of this is switching out vowels with either c or x. )

make your blog. alright, now that you’ve chosen your url the next step is to actually make the blog. there are two ways you can go about this depending on whether or not you wanna make it your main blog or a sideblog. there are advantages and disadvantages to both of these options, but if it’s your first time on tumblr rp, making it your main blog is probably the easier way to gain interactions and mutuals because there’s no need to redirect people to your sideblog.

edit the appearance. if you go into the settings, you can edit your blog’s dash appearance however you like by picking a title, description, avatar, colors, and a header image. again, make it as fancy or basic as you like. and if you don’t want to use some of these things that’s fine as well. for your first time, i wouldn’t fret too much about the general look of the blog in general.

set up your theme ― optional. after setting up your blog, there are two different options for you to choose from. either you can make a ‘dash only’ blog ( by going to blog settings → visibility → hide ‘blogname.tumblr.com’ and checking the mark; this means people will only be able to view your blog within the dash ) or decide to use a theme. of course you can simply use the tumblr standard theme but for roleplaying purposes it tends to be easier to use more roleplay oriented themes or at least ones that allow you to have more pages which you can use as your rules or about pages for example. you could probably just search for rp themes and copy and paste the code of something you like into the theme editor of your own blog and get creative with it.

make your mobile pages ― optional. because it’s difficult to access themes while on mobile, a lot of people tend to make more or less mobile friendly pages nowadays which they link in the pinned post at the top of their blogs. two of the most popular sites i’ve seen used are carrd and google docs. while docs tend to be less mobile friendly than carrds, they are probably easier to set up and there are a lot of pre-made templates around which you can use. generally, it’s always better if you at least have a basic overview of your rules and character information ( especially if you write an original or canon divergent character ) in some way, shape or form. if you want to keep it even more simple, though, you can easily just make a post with your rules and / or information and link them to your pinned post. ( by the way, to make a pinned post, you need to go to the three dots in the upper right corner of a post and click pin. )

make a pinned post ― optional. since we’re on that topic already, i’m gonna make a seperate section for this as well. your pinned post should include the character(s) you’re writing as well as the fandom(s) they are from. additionally it’s good to add in some basic information about yourself ( like name / alias, age, pronouns and potentially the timezone you reside in ) and potentially some links. that could be the aforementioned rules and about pages or maybe even links to something like your wishlist tag or pinterest if you have a board for the character that you want to show off.

― STEP THREE: GET STARTED

now that all of that stuff is out of the way, you can finally start with the good part. the easiest way to gain traction is by following other people and interacting with their posts. if you’re writing a character from a specific fandom your best bet is to search the fandom promo tag and just follow some people in that fandom. don’t be discouraged if they don’t immediately follow you back, though. sometimes it’s difficult to get followers as a completely new blog because in my experience people tend to take a look at the writing of a person to see if they want to follow you back. you just have to be a bit patient because starting completely new can be a bit tedious at first, since it does take some time to gain traction, but you’ll eventually get there.

another thing you can do to attract people is by putting out a promo. an important thing to note here is that you won’t immediately show up in the search results right after making your blog. honestly, it’s a stupid rule in my opinion but sometimes it can take a few days and a little bit of activity on your blog ( which you can get by reblogging, liking, or making your own posts ) before you start showing up and even then some of your posts just ... don’t. tumblr can be pretty frustrating at times. anyway, you can test if you show up in the search results yet ( by making a post, tagging it in some way, search that specific tag and sort by latest to see if you see your post ) and if you do it’s probably time to start promoting your blog. there are a lot of free promo templates you can use or ( if you have the money ) you can pay commission blogs to make a promo graphic for you. you can even just make a text post if you don’t have the time or resources to get a graphic. just be sure to use the right tags. important here is the fact that you cannot simply tag a post as ‘promo’ as it won’t show up in search results. instead, use things like ‘indie rp’, ‘rp promo’ or ‘fandom promo’.

now to get started with the whole writing thing you can reblog memes so that other people can send something in for you to reply to or make a starter call which your followers can like if they want you to make a starter specifically for them. you can also just message people and see if they want to plot with you. or post some random open starters everyone can reply to. ( again, those can be tagged accordingly to gain people’s attention. )

― STEP FOUR: HAVE FUN

this may all seem a bit overwhelming at first but honestly the most important step is to just have fun. roleplaying is a hobby and it should be treated as such. so at the end of the day, do whatever you wanna do. it’s your blog, so just be yourself and you’ll be fine.

#answered questions.#guide.#rp help #rph #( i really hope this is helpful )#( because i put an embarrassingly long time into this )#( sorry for it ending up so long though )#( but if you have any further questions feel free to ask )#type: answers #type: guide

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bimrsadler · 2 years

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Heyyy, how are you doing today?? Are your requests still open? Cause if so, would you mind writing an Arthur x reader, could be gender neutral if you prefer it, if possible in a modern setting where they are doing a roadtrip and stop at a hotel but if that's too weird don't worry about it, I just really want a "there was only one bed" type of thing doesn't need to be a smut or anything like that just a silly fluffy one? Idk I am sorry, if this is too complicated don't worry about it, either way, hope you are having a nice day/night!! I really like your writing btw!

Safety in a storm

A/N: thank you and it’s not weird at all, no need to be sorry! I love a fun trope/cliche honestly lol, hope it’s what you were looking for!

Pairing: Arthur Morgan x gn reader

Words: 1,357

Warnings/tags: fluff, mutual pining, “there was only one bed”

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Your hand dangled lazily out the truck window, feeling the warm breeze flow between your fingers. Lightning flickered through the dark clouds on the horizon, adding to the already electric atmosphere of your post-concert high. The company beside you certainly made things exciting as well.

When you asked Arthur to attend the concert with you, he admittedly wasn’t your first choice. Your friend had flaked at the last minute and while you knew Arthur was a fan of the music, the idea made you nervous. You were close and had known each other for a good while, but a road trip was a lot of one on one time that you were unsure how to navigate. Lately you found your heart rate picking up and words not quite connecting smoothly whenever he was around.

The night had gone better than expected though, you and Arthur had a great time at the show and the conversation flowed freely on the way there. When you first started getting to know each other he was more reserved. But after some time you cracked through the hard shell around him and discovered he could be soft, easy-going and kind.

“Damn I don’t like the look of them clouds…” he grumbled in his deep voice. As if on cue droplets of rain pattered the windshield slowly at first, before quickly becoming a downpour.

“I didn’t even think it was supposed to rain today.” You pulled out your phone to check the forecast, “we’re under a storm warning and it looks like it’s gonna last all night.”

Arthur looked worried and was clearly struggling to see through the curtains of rain. “Shit, maybe we should find a place to stay? If you’re okay with it that is?” He shot you a nervous glance that made your stomach flip.

“Yeah I’m fine with that, don’t think we really have a choice anyway.” You chuckled meekly and rubbed your neck, “I’ll navigate to the nearest place but reception’s bad right now…”

After a nerve wracking drive in sheets of rain punctuated by Arthur’s cursing, you finally got to the destination. It was a roadside motel, not the best you’d seen but still with a charming enough quality and a diner across the road.

You stepped into a puddle as you got out of the car, breaking up the reflection of the neon signs wavering on the wet blacktop. Rushing to the entrance to get out of the rain, Arthur still managed to take the opportunity to open the door for you, holding his hat to secure it from blowing away as he waited for you to run in first.

Arriving at the front desk Arthur pulled out his wallet and gave you an “I got it” look. The receptionist smiled and welcomed you. “Howdy ma’am, what kinda rooms ya got available?”

“Not many I’m afraid, just a few single beds.”

Arthur paused and fidgeted with his wallet, looking at you questioningly. “I uh…that okay? You can have the bed,” he muttered.

You nodded, comfortable with sharing a room with Arthur but suddenly terrified of what might or might not happen. But why did it matter? You invited him as a friend after all.

Drenched from the rain you removed your jacket as you entered the room while Arthur did the same, trying to avert your eyes from the visual of the soaked white shirt clinging to his broad physique, hair and muscles showing through the thin fabric.

“Look like I said…I can sleep on the floor and you can take the bed. I hog the sheets anyway,” he laughed sheepishly as he rubbed his stubble.

“Arthur it’s fine, it’s a big enough bed.”

“It ain’t that I just don’t wanna make ya uncomfortable…”

“I promise I don’t mind, it’s just sleeping.” You worried that you didn’t sound convincing and weren’t hiding your nervousness well. You trusted Arthur implicitly and it was just sleeping, but you found yourself pining for something more.

“So uh, ya mind if I take this off then?” Arthur gestured to his shirt awkwardly.

“Course not, I wouldn’t ask you to sleep in wet clothes,” a flushing heat spread to your face and chest as you walked to the bathroom to avoid giving yourself away.

When you came back out came Arthur was standing beside the bed, adjusting the blankets so that more was on your side, and putting an extra pillow under your own. “I don’t need as much so I thought you might want ’em.”

Trying your hardest to be nonchalant about how good he looked, you thanked him with a smile and sat on the edge of the bed to take off your watch and jewelry for the night. A booming crack suddenly cascaded through the room causing the lights to flicker, and you to jump. “Shit…” you breathed shakily.

You felt Arthur’s calloused fingertips gently touch your shoulder, giving you goosebumps despite the humid air. “Y’okay? Don’t like thunder?”

“No, I’ve hated storms since I was a kid. We had bad ones where I grew up, tornadoes and everything.” Your voice wavered and you couldn’t help feel foolish. “Honestly it’s embarrassing.”

“Hey…” Arthur’s voice was barely above a whisper. “Ain’t gotta be embarrassed, we’re all afraid a somethin’ and I’d say storms are pretty understandable.” He sat beside you with enough distance to be respectful of your space, but still set a soothing hand on your shoulder. For a man of his stature and at times intimidation, he was amazingly tender.

“Anythin’ I can do to make ya feel better?”

Your mind raced as you considered your next words carefully, but your heart came to the conclusion that it was now or never. “What if I said I’ve wanted this for a while now? Your company?”

Arthur looked down sheepishly, the blush blooming in his face like a flower. “Well, I’d say your taste in company is questionable,” he chuckled, “but welcome.”

You brought your palm to Arthur’s cheek, delicately stroking with your thumb. “And I’d say you gotta work on that confidence, cowboy.”

He raised his chin and smiled, the light and careful touch on your shoulder became firmer as it moved down to your waist. His other hand cupped your face and pulled you in, pressing his lips to yours gingerly.

Briefly, he pulled back to look in your eyes and gauge your reaction. You responded with a reassuring smile and a hand on his sturdy chest, the thump of his exhilarated heart pulsing against your palm. With that, you were pulled in closer as Arthur continued. His lips were warm with long, languid movements, the short beard he sported softer than expected against your skin. The scent of fresh air and rain still lingered on him, mingling warmly with hints of leather and smoke. Giddiness rushed through you, realizing you had no idea how much you really wanted this.

Arthur pulled back and rested his forehead against yours, keeping his eyes closed momentarily as if savoring the moment. “How’s that for confidence,” his gravelly voice asked with a sly smirk.

“Pretty damn good, handsome.”

The thunder cracked suddenly causing you to flinch as you’d nearly forgotten about it all together.

“Here, how bout we getcha nice ’n comfortable?” Arthur stood to pull the covers back and waited for you to get underneath them before joining. “Just so y’know I’m still happy to give ya space if ya change yer mind.”

“Thank you Arthur,” you turned over to your side with your back to him and pulled his arm over your waist, “but I want this.”

“I’ve wanted this for a while too darlin’,” he planted a kiss to your shoulder. “Sure am glad ya invited me tonight.”

You quipped, “even if it means being stuck in this crappy motel?”

Arthur chuckled, “way I see it I’m just lucky to be in any bed with ya.”

Arthur embraced you tighter as the storm continued, his heavy frame behind you a calming presence. Breathing in his scent, you exhaled all of the tension you’d been carrying, relieved that your feelings were shared and out in the open.

#arthur morgan #rdr2 #arthur morgan x gn reader #arthur morgan x gender neutral reader #rdr2 fanfic #arthur morgan fanfic

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morizoras-cave · 4 years

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The Runt (Request)

Marvel Cast x teen!co-star!reader

Genre: fluff

Request Description: Hi! Can I request a story where the reader is the new youngest actor in the MCU and how different people react to that and treat them? Thanks :D

Warnings: language

(A/N): this is written as a headcanon, hope thats ok :)

You were the youngest by far

RDJ was of course involved in choosing you, just as he was Tom Holland

“That kid’s great. Let’s go with her” was all he said and-

BOOM

Your life was changed forever

You were super nervous the first time meeting them all (at some random ass dinner at a super fancy restaurant)

But you just tried to be yourself

Which worked out for you because you’re a pretty great person :)

You immediately befriended Anthony Mackie and Sebastian Stan because of your mutual “hate” for Tom Holland

You and Tom had this dynamic where he’d be the poor and bullied costar, and you’d be the young, confident and superior actress

(Of course it was all jokes, and you both found each other pleasant)

Sebastian and Anthony basically adopted you right from the start

They dragged you into all their pranks because you were so sweet, yet so EVIL

They even tried to do a heist (you were stealing a copy of the script to Endgame)

You had a whole plan Mission Impossible style!

But you failed miserably when Tom ratted you out

That bitch

Most of the cast members (being old and out of touch) asked you for advice on technology and pop culture

In particular Mark Ruffalo and Jeremy Renner

“What is a ME-ME?”

“Y/n, help, I can’t unlock my phone”

“What does this button do?”

And you’d always just mumble something about them being hopeless, old men

But you loved them, and their cluelessness was kind of adorable

Even in interviews when they didn’t understand something, they’d say “better ask Y/n about this later”

Your role in the movie had most to do with Captain Marvel

So during filming you became very close with Brie Larson and Samuel L. Jackson

Which, by the way, you’re so cool, you’re friends with Samuel L. Jackson???

Samuel taught you boss bitch energy

So did Brie to be honest

She helped you a lot with your understanding of women and the world

Smh Brie’s the only who’s taught you ANYTHING

They’d make dirty jokes around you to see if you’d catch it

And when you would, they would scold you for knowing that lmao

“who the FUCK taught you that?!”

AND WHEN YOU SWORE THEY’D FREAK OUT????

“THERE’S NO SWEARING ON THIS PROFESSIONAL FUCKING SET, AM I MAKING MYSELF CLEAR? FOR FUCKING FUCKS SAKE”

“YEAH ALRIGHT”

And then there’s Benedict Cumberbatch

The only person with braincells in this entire cast

Benedict actually worried a lot for you

A lot of the cast did, but Benedict probably did most

He was NOT a fan of the whole “I’m a teenager, but I’m a famous actor, woohoo, time to ruin my self esteem” thing

Him and Elizabeth Olsen (the sweetest woman alive btw) made SURE you were staying away from hate comments

And expressed their concerns often

And you’d always assure them that you were fine

And if you weren’t you’d tell them

Because even though you weren’t super fond of opening up to people, they’d made it clear that they WANTED you to if you got sad :(

Benedict helped you with homework too

AGAIN this man is worried for you

Doesn’t want you getting stressed

Benedict is good at helping you with homework, but you can usually just get Elizabeth to tell you the answer to the questions

Because she is weak for your cuteness

And who can blame her???

Generally, most of the cast treat you very kindly

And they worry about you and are protective of you

Don’t be surprised if they’re AMAZED at your acting abilities too

You’re just there to have fun, just going along for the ride

It’s a wild ride for sure, but at least you’re in good hands with the nicest cast of actors and actresses around

And they would always be there for you

Until their contracts end..

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asavt · 3 years

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Another cookie squad Headcanons

Featuring Sparkling, Vampire, cellphones and the Espresso and Madeleine Story of how they came together. Consider it an AU now baby!

-As a note, when I say the squad I'm mostly referring to the adults, so no worries about Walnut or Creampuff useless I mention them too

-Each one of the squad has been in Sparkling's bar at last once. There's no need to say who has been there the most. Sparkling has a time every time someone besides Roguefort comes, because to him it's mostly like "Oh I'll finally know the continuation to the burnt toast accident or maybe the cat catastrophe? Maybe a new POV of the--"

He practically knows a lot of what happens in between the squad.

-As another note, Sparkling's bar is called Milabo (You know, like the song from Zutomayo of the same name, which, btw, I relate a lot to Latte)

-*A great part of this “AU” is kind of inspired by the song. Part of its lyrics and vibe.

-Vampire is there most of the time when the squad visits the bar (it's almost as if he never leaves the bar and this is definitely not me low-key putting sparkvamp in this oh no--) Sometimes the fakes his sleep to listen to the things others say (Which is how he knows most of Rogue's pan-ic).

-Walnut has been in Sparkling's bar too, but at day and for case-solving purposes only. Sparkling will give her some alcohol-free drink for free sometimes (mostly because he gets along pretty well with the nut family and because Almond usually pays him whatever he serves her).

-If the squad had cellphones (and probably an app like discord because.), their group chat would initially be called "Coffee mage appreciation group" and then be changed to "Coffee bean appreciation group"

Coffee Bean: Can we please change the group name and mine?

Guided by the Devine: No <3

Coffee Bean: Fuck you.

-*And they all would dedicate half their time to make fun of Almond but with love.

-Espresso has been mistaken for a dark mage before by Almond. It was how they meet actually. Almond had pulled him to interrogate him and got a long lecture on the differences between black magic and coffee magic.

-Madeleine gets along rather well with Roguefort. Rogue seems impressed by Maddie’s acting skills.

-Madeleine is currently living with Espresso. Out of his armor most of the time. He usually takes care of keeping the house clean and preparing meals (He never really had to cook before but the first dish he made wasn’t bad at all). Sometimes he will tag along Almond in the detective’s work, or Almond will ask for his help.

-I’m still unsure if I want the Almond/Roguefort/Latte to be romantic or platonic. But honestly? Both are good. Latte is pretty close to Almond and Roguefort but not in the way she is with Espresso (that makes them look like siblings jkashduawhu). Perhaps I’ll keep it platonic.

-The Espresseleine/Madespresso story of how they came together, because I seem to not be able to write it down JSHALDHUIWADWA-

--It happens after the Puppet Show mini quest. Madeleine starts to ask for Espresso's "assistance" in different mission that are given to him. Angel is there too, of course.

--During these missions is that Essy clarifies that no, they are not friends, no, he does not like Madeleine. Bringing up the knight begin too prideful and self-centered if not all then most of the time.

--Is not until one of their missions goes wrong, were Angel is knocked out and Espresso (seeing and knowing that if Madeleine is knocked down too they might not be able to go back to the kingdom ever) pretty much receives a rather big attack for Madeleine is that he kind realizes the facts given by espresso true. All while he is carrying Essy and Angel back to the kingdom, running and exhausted too.

--Clover begin kind of a mediator between the two (I want to see more of my son--)

--"Devine, protect us" Should happen too after this. An scenario like, Madeleine coming to think something like "I'm the shield, the one who goes on the front line and receives the blows for those who can't, always looking straight ahead... but if I am doing that then who watches my back? Who do I rely on and trust to take care of most enemies so the damage received is not overwhelming...?"

Power of team work baby!!!

--As a note to this, Maddie getting his cape damaged as well as his hair. So, you get short hair Maddie~

(I've been drawing him with short hair in secret now I have an excuse to show)

-- "You...cut your hair..." *Madeleine touches the points of it with one of his hands, pensive* "...pft it'll grow back!"

--There's also this "Search for your own light" thing between Angel and Maddie. Angel encouraging Madeleine to do so. Maybe Madeleine giving his best wishes to them for their wish to fly before they decide to part ways.

--Madeleine trying other ways to befriend Essy. Which at first Espresso mistaken as the knight usual attempts to befriend anyone he sees out of habit and attention seeking, but once they realize the feeling is completely genuine, Espresso is rather perplexed.

--"You can't just befriend people by buying them gifts (although I do appreciate them)" "Then what?" "hmm..."

--Said gifts used to be rather expensive things, simple though. Eventually Madeleine settles to just pass by Espresso's place, give him any food he had bought that day (which usually is glazed donuts), ask if he needs any help with something (getting a vase, materials, moving things), and if not then he just says his good byes, best wishes and silently leaves. (A note on the "silently leaves": Madeleine is pretty much used to speak loudly and enter loudly anywhere, he still does this at this point, but when it's about Espresso he is a bit more quiet, a bit showy over his entrances still, but less loud, and he actually knocks the door)

--Madeleine eventually manages to go out with Espresso to other places that aren't some place in the forest full of enemies. Probably after some more visits to his place and more calm talks between the two, Madeleine brings up that Espresso tends to act a bit cold or distant towards a lot of people, and that, although he understands his discomfort at begin in public spaces or too long out of his work, he should try and open up a bit. This reminds Essy of a certain friend he hasn't seen in some time, and from whom he keeps getting letters.

--Shenanigans.

--There's still some bickering between the two, always with a playful undertone though.

--Espresso explains Madeleine, one time the knight has gotten Espresso wrapped in a blanket burrito again and got him to bed, that sometimes, no matter how tired he might feel, he is simply unable to sleep. Part of a headcanon of mine that coffee magic has this side effect on it's users, prolonged usage of this kind of magic will induce a high caffeine kind of state, which on the long run can fuck up the user's sleep schedule. Madeleine understands this, but remains stubborn about keeping Espresso in the bed so at last he can get some rest from his work and clear his mind a little, the idiot falls asleep in the process and Espresso doesn't try to wake him up.

--This happens several times after, neither of them thinking of the implications of not begin bothered by the sudden closeness they share until it's too late.

--Espresso realizes first that he has slowly, yet nicely, fallen for Madeleine. I think I talked about this before but I'll do it again: Is in one of the times Madeleine has gotten Espresso to bed to get some rest, Espresso not begin able to fall asleep and Madeleine doing again. Is while he thinks of how he has gotten to know Madeleine for real, not the Knight Commander from a noble family or the Chosen by the Devine, but as he is, that he comes to think that "Ah.... I love him" and he remains calm about it.

--Espresso doesn't overthink it, just thinks that, if Madeleine ever got an interest in him, he would surely show it. So he waits. Even if in the end his feelings aren't mutual he knows he'll do just fine remaining friends.

--Madeleine realizes not many days after. And the realization hits him like a truck. Alone in his place and probably in bed looking at the ceiling thinking about Espresso. Once he realizes and thinks about it a bit more his face gets all red and chooses to scream in the pillow.

--He would think about telling Espresso as soon as he can, after all, he doesn't want his feelings to make their friendship weird. He values it, a lot. Maybe because his friendship with Espresso it's the first one where he genuinely wanted to become friends with someone.

--Espresso takes the confession calmly, gets all flustered after they kiss for the first time.

--As a few extras of this: Madeleine goes back to the Republic, asked to be seen by his family and Espresso goes to Parfedia, where a few students have applied to his class to his surprise. When they see each other again is at Parfedia (Madeleine sending a message to Espresso beforehand about his arrival) -there was this one drawing I did once of Maddie running to hug Espresso, something like that happens-. Madeleine gets very clingy for some reason, which they speak later and comes out as “Home doesn’t quite feel like home…” “Why is that?” “I don’t know… maybe I’ve become used to be around you”

--Espresso lets ends up letting Madeleine stay with him until he either feels like returning to the Republic or is called back, whatever happens first (though none will happen for maybe a year or a little more).

--Ends with Madeleine meeting Latte and Almond.

#Headcanon time baby!#The cookie squad #Espresso Cookie #Madeleine cookie #espresseleine #madespresso #Roguefort cookie #Almond cookie #Latte Cookie #Sparkling cookie #Vampire cookie #Walnut cookie #Bar gays

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