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shoezuki · 3 years

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piglin techno confusing the fuck out of ranboo hcs

i jus be doin some shit sometimes n then my brain is like ‘hey think a this’ and i been tryin to type this out but my internet is so bad rn i couldnt even Open a new post what the fuck. anywayss. this ran so long. so fucking long

started with ‘i wonder how piglins act’ and now technoblade is doin some shit, ranboo is so confused, and philza is a delighted bystander who is having the time of his life

technoblade is 100% piglin. many people think he’s part human to some degree but hes Completely and Utterly piglin

most assume as much since he doesnt begin to rot in the overworld. but short answer; he’s Built Different

long answer is a blessing of the bloodgod but shhhhhh

techno never corrects anyone or talks about being piglin or Anything. he just doesnt care what other people think and assume. the only one who Knows is phil

phil had first thought it was out of some sort of shame or desire to Hide it but. yeah. no. techno jus doesnt care. build; different

although more Notable piglin traits come to like if he’s close to people

piglins are both social and anti social. kinda. they can be hugely independent, do well without ‘proper’ socialization for a Long while. but they group together for Lifetimes. once piglins find a family or friends and expend Full trust to them. its all or nothing you Cant break them up

how tommy betrayed and turned his back on techno just. its like a physical pain. once he trusted and respected him, the mere Idea of betrayal was nowhere in question. it never occurred to him

philza is now the only person that techno consciously and subconsciously considers him a part of his ‘pack’ (i cant figure out a better term but that one doesnt Fit)

techno never realizes when he acts piglin traits out towards those he trusts. he never does so in company outside of what he considers family. philza notices though.

phil tends to study and research other races and cultures a lot. he’s been around a long while, has met many people of all different backgrounds. he likes knowing and understanding what he can. its just fun too.

it mostly started when he first met techno because he wanted to figure out what the FUCK techno was doing without asking and therefore embarrassing him

but phil knows techno well. and he knows piglins well enough. and he Knows techno doesnt ever seem to be self aware of his more inhuman habits

but Phil knows. and he Notices when techno starts to consider ranboo a part of the pack

First, it’s gifts.

surprisingly, its ranboo giving techno the axe first

he wasnt there to see it. but phil might as well have been present, considering how Horrifically in depth techno ‘ranted’ to him bout it

but techno reciprocates it and Then he really starts to notice more and more

first, it was giving the enchanted apple to ranboo. sure it Technically had been swiped by techno out from under ranboo but it was still Something. techno wasnt one to give up valuables easily

then techno starts ‘complaining’ about ranboos living area. and his eating habits. phil looks away when techno smuggles golden carrots into ranboo’s shack

eventually technoblade is crafting ranboo a cloak to match their own and he’s freaking out about ranboo’s height and his dimensions and how much cloth he’ll need but he refuses to ask ranboo and phil is holding his head in his hands

(phil forces techno to gift him the cloak in person rather than stash it under his pillow and run like he’d planned. techno bitched about it but after ranboo practically lit up, burying himself in the cloak and thanking techno so hard his throat mustve hurt, techno was so practically purring the rest of the day)

after gifts, its noises.

techno is seemingly silent. he doesnt speak up much, moves so quietly people tend to jump when he appears.

in reality, he talks to himself constantly. either when alone or when in phil’s company. philza knows that aspect is the ‘voices’, and also just technoblade’s tendency to fill the silence and wonder his own thoughts aloud

but the snorts, squeels, grumbles, and other sounds he makes without realizing are some phil knows are piglin

its often guttural, a noise he makes in the back of his throat that rumbles and reverberates through his bones.

itd sound terrifying to anyone, but after years of techno trilling deep when phil enters a room, when he returns from some sort of journey, when he says hello or makes his presence known in anyway, phil realized its more like a greeting. excitement to see him. it became something sweet

long story short ranboo nearly jumped so high his head went through the ceiling when he’d first walked into the home, said hello, and some gruff purr sounded from the techno’s chest

theyd both jumped so hard, stared at each other as if they were trying to figure out what was wrong with the other

phil was physically pained as he held back his laughter to the point he was crying. that changed the subject to him quickly

it didnt happen again for a while, but phil didnt say anything and just watched. it was too entertaining

techno would make his small squeals between breaths when he remembered something, muttered to himself, snorted and huffed even as ranboo was around

ranboo got used to it. he stopped jumping or even looking confused when techno trilled some sort of deep purr when ranboo would join them for dinner

lastly, techno was tactile

or, as tactile as he could be. techno wasnt touchy even on a great day. he was selective, reserved, would lean into phil or loop an arm over his shoulders but would never say anything about it

phil didnt question it and would just pat techno on the arm without saying a word

but. sometimes. when phil would be gone for a long time, techno would rest the entire weight of his head on phil’s shoulder, practically encapturing him, rumbling and grumbling so harsh it shook phil’s whole body

phil still wasnt certain on this one. he couldnt find much in the way of what it meant. piglin’s tended to stay with their own, and they never reunited after long periods of time because they never would dare to separate for long

he was kind of guessing here, but the way techno would drop his shoulders and practically melt made phil think he was just missing him and wanted to confirm phil’s presence.

it wasnt like he complained. it was sweet

ranboo had been gone a while. he was vague on why, or where. phil had a suspicion or two but ranboo kept a lot of secrets

neither techno or phil pried too far, but phil could tell it was disconcerting to techno. he was tense and kept himself almost deathly busy for two weeks

(piglin rarely if ever kept secrets from one another, phil had read once. omitting a few things here and there, maybe. but lying or deception was out of the question)

phil hadn’t been there when ranboo returned. he’d been gathering firewood after techno was insistent they completely top up all of ranboo’s stores

he’d heard the muffled growls techno made as he walked towards ranboos shack, before even seeing him.

when phil found them techno had ranboo nearly completely obscured in his cape, and definitely he’d have been out of sight if he was any shorter.

techno’s head was lofted heavy in the crook of ranboo’s neck, forcing ranboo to hunch with arms wrapped tight around ranboo. his arms were pinned.

ranboo caught his eyes, looking so scattered and tired and confused and maybe even terrified. he might have spoken or maybe he just mouthed ‘help me’ but the gruff purr-like sound techno made was too loud to hear him anyways

philza shoved his fist in his mouth to keep from laughing

later that night ranboo asked phil if techno was going to kill him. phil wanted to scream

even later then, techno had admitted to phil that, yeah, okay, maybe ranboo was growing on him. phil had never felt so violent

#mcyt #dream smp #philza #technoblade #ranboo #long post #borealis #if this is tagged with anything fucking weird in any which way i will go on a rampage i swear to god #but anyways. help.#this ran so far #idk should i put it under a readmore?? i hate those things #dont like how they break up text #but this is #long as hell kalskhg

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fernweh-writes · 3 years

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hiya! can you do HCs for the slashers with a male s/o? i usually always see them geared towards women so itd be fun to switch it up! (it could be their first m/m relationship or not, doesnt matter!)

Of course hun! Usually I try to keep my writing pretty gender neutral and as inclusive as possible. Hope you enjoy! Also I’m trying to get better with adding warnings… it’s a work in progress

Slashers x Male S/O

Warning: slight nsfw content in all of these and it’s slashers so mentions of murder, kidnapping, etc

Michael Meyers

Michael isn’t good with feelings, usually his feelings towards others are anything but positive, he’s sure of that. But something about you was different, he wasn’t a fan of the feeling honestly. But Michael is a curious person, so he ends up stalking you for a decent amount of time. Eventually, he’s able to predict your every move, he knows your schedule, has figured out all your favorite things. He knows everything about you.

Michael eventually comes to terms with the fact he has a crush on you. After stalking you for some time, he was able to figure out the feeling. But at first he was honestly contemplating making you his next victim just so the feeling would go away. Now he recognizes it as a good feeling though, he needs to keep you and make you his.

His go to is knocking you out on your way home from work one evening. When you wake up you’re arms are tied to the bed, but he was kind enough to leave your feet unrestrained. At first, he just stares at you, unsure of what to do now that he has you. His favorite thing is watching you while you sleep, you just look so content and happy.

Eventually, Michael lets you wander around the house. He knows you can’t leave him, he’ll simply find you again. After all, he’s stalked you for so long he would be able to find you easily. Even if you do alert the cops it’s not like it’s his first time dealing with them. It’s best if you don’t run away, he isn’t against teaching you not to leave him again if you try.

If you make attempts to be kind to him he absolutely adores it! Massaging his shoulders, rubbing patterns across his skin, baking and cooking for him are all gestures that he loves. But, it also proves to him that you care which makes him more possessive over you.

Speaking of possessive, Michael also has the strong urge to always prove to you that he’s the dominant one. He both needs and craves control and feels the need to prove that he’s bigger and stronger than you are. Expect some rough treatment from time to time, he likes to remind you of your place.

He’s a virgin and the only knowledge he really has about sex comes from what he’s caught his victims doing. While he does do a lot of stalking, he really hasn’t learned much. Besides, most of what he’s seen has been between girls and guys, very rarely has it been anything else. But once you show him? He’s insatiable. While he’s never thought much about his sexual desires before, you’ve completely changed that. You can expect him to be pressing against your ass at any time of the day.

Loves joining you in the shower. One, it’s just an easy way for him to see you naked. Two, he usually gets you to wash his hair and all for him and he loves the feeling. You running your hands all over his body to bathe him leads to three, he usually forces you to your knees and gets you to wrap those pretty lips around him. Loves the sight of you looking up at him with water on you eyelashes and lust in your eyes. Some times you’re gonna need a second shower.

Bo Sinclair

Bo is the one most likely to deny to himself that he finds you attractive. He grew up in the Deep South with a religious family in a religious town. Anything that isn’t between a guy and a girl was always frowned upon so it takes him a minute to come to terms with his feelings.

Once he does expect him to be a big flirt. Turns out, Bo can smooth talk guys and girls all the same. It’s easy for him though considering that there’s so much about you he likes that he never seems to run out of compliments. Quickly decides that he loves the sight of you blushing and flustered by the things he says.

Once again, feels the need to prove that he’s the dominant one. Bo has never given up control to anyone, you’re not going to be any different. Often makes a show of his strength to prove he’s stronger than you. Bo also just loves to manhandle you in general, especially during sex. You just look so cute when you get all flustered about him moving you around like you weigh nothing.

Lots of ass grabbing and lewd comments once he gets comfortable with you. He’s a major pervert, so expect him to be handsy with you all of the time.

Eventually gets to the point where he likes to flaunt you. You spend a lot of time with him down at the station and he occasionally gives you small, easy chores to do, but mostly he keeps you there to chat with and keep him company. This also means that you see a lot more of the victims than you might like to and Bo isn’t afraid to let them know the two of you are together. If anyone says anything rude to you then he makes sure they get turned to wax a lot faster than he normally would. If he deems the comment to offensive then there wont be much left of them to make into wax, sorry Vincent.

Bo likes to make you believe that he would never let you top him. But if your able to hold out long enough, you can make him so needy for you that he’ll relent and allow it, but only just the once. Okay, maybe more than once but it’s still a rare occasion. He still won’t let anyone believe that he would ever bottom though. Like I said before, Bo needs to feel in control and that extends to being in control of you as well.

Vincent Sinclair

Vincent wasn’t as well versed in relationships as Bo or even Lester. While he would know that he’s attracted to guys, he wouldn’t have much experience at all. He would be very surprised if you showed any interest in him at all honestly, but when you do he knows he has to keep you.

He’s very shy and nervous at first. You’re most likely the first person he’s ever had a romantic relationship with so he’s very unsure of what to do at first. It’ll take a lot of reassurance from you to get him to open up to you and even longer for him to feel confident around you. Since he doesn’t talk and is pretty socially awkward, you can expect small gifts to be his go to way of wooing you. Like a penguin giving you pebbles, he is a large man bringing you wax figures.

Vincent would definitely play a big care taker role honestly. He’s both your protector and your provider. You depend upon him to survive in Ambrose and he enjoys feeling in control for once. Vincent does a good job of making sure you’re taken care of as well. Always makes sure that you eat until your full, gives you only the best of clothes from victims suitcases, and you get first pick of the items left behind by the victims.

Likes keeping you close by. Not down in his workshop of course, he doesn’t want you to see him as a monster and witness the cruel things he does. Besides, he sees you as to precious, to pure and innocent to be able to handle witnessing such things. Of course, you’re aware of the wax figures, but you’re not aware of how they’re made and he wants to keep it that way.

Vincent prefers to have you tied up beneath him with your cheeks flushed and skin covered in sweat. Also thinks your skin looks great when it’s covered in wax. Also loves the way you look so needy for him to give you some sort of relief with your pupils blown wide, lips parted, as your hips attempt buck against his.

However, Vincent does occasionally enjoy letting you take the ropes. This usually happens when he’s stressed out and has to much on his mind. Being able to let go and let you be in charge of his pleasure gives him the freedom and comfort that he needs.

Brahms Heelshire

His parents would be surprised at him requesting a male nanny but so many women had failed that he was curious to try something else. When you came along, he decided that you were perfect for him!

Unlike most of the other slashers, Brahms is more than okay with you topping him, He secretly enjoys being forced into submission and only occasionally likes to take up the dominant role in the bedroom. Goes absolutely feral for the way you discipline him and get him to submit and be good, especially since you never fail to tell him what a good boy he is and how much you enjoy him being well behaved just for you.

At the start though, he simply watches you through the walls. Especially enjoys watching you while you’re in your room or taking a shower. He’s a dirty little wall pervert what do you expect. Once he watches you jerk off for the first time, he quickly decides that he’s 100% attracted to you. Like I said, he’s a dirty wall man.

Enjoys that you still follow the schedule and do such a good job of filling the domestic roles he craves. You provide him with more structure and stability than anyone else previously had. You’re not scared to discipline him when he steps out of line and you do such a good job of taking care of him. Especially loves when you indulge him and spoil him, it drives him crazy.

He’s needy and clingy and loves to cuddle up to you. Brahms is practically glued to your hip 24/7, following you around the mansion like a lost puppy. He’s lucky you find him cute otherwise you would grow annoyed with him quite easily. He enjoys laying his head on your chest and listening to your heartbeat, it’s really soothing to him.

Please read to him while he cuddles up against you. It’s his favorite thing ever, especially if you give him attention while you do so like playing with his hair or simply running your free hand up and down his back soothingly.

Will purposefully find ways to get dirty so that you have to bathe him. Refuses to get into the tub or shower unless you join him. Really just wants to be pressed up against the shower wall and fucked. If he needs an excuse to see you naked, he’ll steal your clothes and hide them. Then he watches from the walls as you have to go up to your room to get more clothes. The clothes he stole will remain in his room within the walls to curl up with whenever he pleases.

Billy Loomis and Stu Macher

Honestly these two would compete over you. Might even have a bet over who can woo you first. They get jealous of the other very easily.

Billy is intimidating and plenty of people are scared of him, for good reason of course. So with him you don’t really have to worry about anyone being rude or saying anything offensive. If they do then you’ll see them on the news within the next few days. If you mention it to Billy he basically says “wow, that’s unfortunate, whatever will the world do without them.”

Stu is more likely to get physical with the person as soon as anything offensive leaves their mouth. Usually he’s less affected than Billy but he’s just so protective over you that he can’t manage to keep his cool. Sadly this means he can’t kill the person since he would be more likely to be a suspect after a physical altercation like that. They’ll still have a broken nose.

Billy is more likely to be a top, Stu is more likely to bottom but he is a switch so he likes to top occasionally to. Billy is also more rough with you in bed and enjoys running the blade of his knife across your skin while he has his other hand wrapped tightly around your throat. He degrades you while he fucks you, even the praise is degrading, telling you how good you look getting fucked like the slut you are. Stu is a lot sweeter and needier when it comes to sex. He likes to praise and compliment you, telling you how good you make him feel and how good you look just for him.

Both of them are very proud of you. They aren’t afraid to show you off or be seen with you. We all know that Stu is handsy but Billy isn’t afraid to sweet talk you in front of anyone and everyone. Claims he’s classier than Stu for not basically shoving his hand down your pants in public like he hasn’t grinded against you multiple times already. He’s just more discreet about being handsy in public.

Jesse Cromeans

You get to live lavishly with Jesse, that’s for sure. He makes sure to absolutely spoil you, anything you want is yours. The movies confirmed multiple times that he’s rich and it turns out when it comes to you, Jesse is very generous with his money.

Although, he does love choosing what you wear. Of course all of the clothes in your large closet are designer, he can’t have his boyfriend looking poor. Jesse prefers to dress you up in expensive dress shirts, slacks, and ties, something about it just gets him going. Some times he’ll allow you to wear sweatpants or whatever comfy clothes you want but it’s still going to be name brand stuff.

Also likes to shower with you. Picks out expensive and high end products so that you always smell good. Of course Jesse always smells good, his favorite colognes are never less than $100 for even a small bottle. Sometimes when he comes home late at night and crawls into bed next to you, you can still smell the slight metallic scent of blood on him. It’s usually hard to notice though since the sheets smell strongly of him that it can mask it.

He’s perverted and loves to show you off. Once you find out what he does, he won’t hesitate to take you with him on his “business trips” to different warehouses. Jesse keeps you safely tucked away in his office though, he can’t risk putting you in harms way and certainly doesn’t want you to witness the carnage. Prefers you to sit in his lap during meetings and he isn’t afraid to feel you up during them either.

If he ever gets you to blow him under his desk one day don’t expect him to let you stop just because Spann or Preston walks in. Jesse won’t hesitate to force your head back down if you try and pull away. In fact, having you choke on his cock while someone else in the room does nothing but make him feel even more aroused. Luckily for you, it’ll definitely deter Spann from trying to make any more moves on your boyfriend.

Asa Emory

Asa is a sadist and he absolutely loves to see you squirm. You can expect constant teasing and degrading from him at all times, very rarely does he compliment you. When he does compliment you though, just know he truly means them. Asa doesn’t really do feelings, his best way of showing he cares for you is by keeping you locked in his home rather than in his demented hotel.

Honestly, he probably does his best to keep you from knowing about the extent of his nightly activities. Of course you know about the hotel, you spent a few months there. You also know Asa is sadistic and enjoys hurting other people, even you that he cares so much about. But your stay at the hotel was luxurious compared to what happens to the other people in there. And while he inflicted some pain and left small cuts on you with his knife, it was nothing compared to the way he tortured the other people.

Again, Asa needs control and enjoys being in charge of everything you do. He picks out your clothes, plans out your day for you, he’s into the whole dumbification thing. You have a list of responsibilities like cooking for him and keeping the already neat house clean and tidy. Your not just his boyfriend, you’re his pet. Anything he instructs you to do, you do, otherwise you’ll be punished.

Makes sure you have your own guard dog. He hates having to leave you alone and so he leaves his best trained German Shepherd with you to keep you safe. But on the bright side at least you have well trained company that also happens to be very cuddly and friendly with you. Just don’t let Asa know you let the dog on the couch…

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oh-for-fic-sake · 3 years

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Tits are amazing

Masterlist- oneshots

Summary: sy and his men are protective of the groups first bundle of joy and his mama and dont take to kindly to mom shaming in public.

Warnings: mentions of past domestic violence, angst, fluff, cheeky Sy, pregnancy, swearing, anxiety, feminism?, breast feeding, protective Sy, inaccurate biology?, mansplaining boobs, men being men, bit of a crack fic im just having some fun, threatening to shoot someone with a boob.

A/n: this was goingnto be somthing completely different. I ,ay have gone ptt with the back story but idc im pleased with hos this tirned out in the end.

You looked around nervously as you rocked your bundle in your arms trying to quiet down the tiny cries that were sure to draw attention if they got any louder. Fear ran throught you as you realised you were out of bottles and will have to do something youd tried to avoid at all costs.

You shuddered anxiously eyes flicking around you. It wouldnt be too bad you hoped. It wasnt that packed here, just a few regulars at the bar. Besides you were with a large group of huge muscle bound soldiers and theire girlfriends and wives. No one would be stupid enough to start somthing would they?

"Babe? Babe are you alright? Whats wrong with him? Another nappy change? Wind again? He is a windy little man want me to take him?" The deep voice from next to yoh hummed, your captains beard ticling your skin as he looked over your shoulder peering down at the fussy bundle you were cradling.

"I... no sy he... he is just hungry thats all" you said quietly looking to him with a small nervous smile. Your breath hitching like it did everytime you looked at him. He was a saint in your book. You wanst one to belive in divine intervention but when it came to him? Yeah you could call him your mirical or silver lining. He'd not only given you the life and love youd always craved but became a father to your son. Accepted a little boy that wasn't his own and protected him as any father would.

Youd been in a relationship with one of his men. It wasnt the best not because of the distance either, you knew what to expect you were a military brat yourself your own dad being in the special forces. But Josh had... issues. He drank when he was home, nothing too unusual most soldiers let loose when they came home and had one too many.

But he also suffered from mental health issues, night terrors mood swings bouts of anger and that coupled with the drink? Well lets just say it wasnt just his mood that started swinging. He'd hit you occasionally, slaps mainly, shoving and pushing somtimes a kick when you were down. The others had no idea and Josh made sure to keep it that way he could get into some deep shit with superiors if they found out, and you were too embarrassed to tell anyone. You made sure to come across as confident and tough, one of the lads when out with the others and their other halves. So you rolled with it like an idiot keeping quiet to protect him kidding yourself itd get better, it had to right?

Wrong. Dead wrong, the month long leave only left him with more time to drink, each binge worse then the last, each slap harder then the last. Though each time there was a get together he managed to be sober and his 'happy go lucky' self. But even then you were flinching at his every move. Then reality hit in the form of two tiny lines. Pregnant. Youd been both thrilled and devestated. You could not do this with him, no way could you stay with him when your so vulnerable.

So when he was out with the guys for another long celebration of someones birthday you decided to leave. You'd planned everything packed your bags and were loading them into the car when he was brought home by sy.

You remember the gut wrenching feeling, the fear as the captains big blue truck pulled into the drive behind you. Before you could even shut the trunk of the car josh was out of the truck thundering towards you drunk and absolutly steaming with embarassed anger.

Sy had followed quickly to try and talk his man down but he froze for a second watching as one of his best men- someone he trusted with his life began screaming at a defenceless woman before striking her as hard as he could, knocking her off her feet.

Youd screamed and quickly curled int a ball trying to protect your stomach at all costs and josh began to lay into you screaming about how he owned you and your going to regret embarassing him. All you did was shout begging him to stop because you were pregnant, hopeing itd calm him down but the news had to opposite affect and he lost it because you were 'stealing his baby'

Sy couldnt believe his eyes it was your admission to being pregant that snapped him out of it and sy pounced. He saw red and flew at Josh with a speed a man his size shouldn't be capable of. With a single nose crunching punch Josh was down and disoriented trying to get up. You quivered on the floor in shock sobbing trying to get up and scramble away only for your knees to quiver and give out. Sy managed to hoist you up quickly ushering you to sit in the passenger seat of his truck and gave you the keys telling you to lock it.

Sy beat the ever living shit out of Josh then and there knocking him unconsious within a few moments. Then pulled out his phone calling who you could only assume were his higher ups or the police explaining what happened. Then began grabbing your bags from your car walking to the bed of his truck placing them under the cover.

You moved quickly unlocking the truck and staggered out to find out what he was doing. Only to be stopped with a thick finger pointing at you to get back in the truck.

"No ma'am you get back in that truck, im getting you outta here, we're going to the medical bay on the barracks to get you checked over then you can stay with me. Nowhere will be safer i promise" he said walking to and from from your car collecting your things and securing them in the truck.

Sy kept his promise.He was on medical leave much to his distaste had an op on his back and shoulder, and was undergoing extensive physio therapy. Steroid injections, painkillers and rehabilitation to get movement back in his shoulder, he'd most likely need another op but they were trying to avoid that.

Even through his own problems he managed to look after you catering to your every need. You'd intended to stay long enough to get money for rent but as the weeks rolled into months you and sy hit it off before you knew it you were an item and leaving wasnt something either of you wanted but only time could tell. Josh wasnt to pleased, he came around more then once after his reprimand and few weeks in the barracks cells. But sy wouldnt let him near you whatsoever.

After youd informed sy you didnt want Josh to have anything to do with you or your baby the bear of a man had relayed the message and made it clear that Josh will have nothing to do with you or the baby. He also informed your ex that you were the captains girl now and he would 'force feed him every single one of his teeth' if Josh so much as looked in your direction again. The last you heard Josh had been deployed again.

Before you could really get your head around how things had changed you were at your own gender reveal with you and sy popping little blue party poppers with the rest of sy's team a few days before they were flying out again. It had been that moment sy had asked you what you wanted. You'd paused frowning not sure what he meant and then his hand drifted to your rounded tummy. 'Every boy needs a dad, i'd be honoured if ya stayed, let me raise the little tike with ya our own family it'd be nice having a proper wife and kid waiting for me back home' youd stood there frozen and in shock trying to process what sy had said. then once the penny dropped you instanly burst out crying nodding to him. You'd only been dating sy for three months but you'd known sy for well over a year. And you knew without a doubt that he would be an amazing dad to your son.

Your hormones had kicked up silly fears about the baby being a problem in the long run. But in that very moment you knew it never would be. Sy saw the little one as his own and that had only intensified as your pregnancy progressed, youd been introduced to his parents who had welcomed you with open arms and were excited for their first grandbaby despite knowing there was no blood relation.q

Sy was more then you could ever hope for in a partner. He held your hand through everything, every scan, every scare the first kick, craving to the final aches and pains. He even convinced Josh to sign away paternal rights before he left. Your not sure how, you didnt ask but you were greatful. Then the big day came, and sy was all over you like a bad rash, he couldnt do enough for you as you moved through the slow labour. Guarding the door when you waddled in and out of the loo as your waters trickled away. Calling the midwives back every hour on the hour to check your progress 'just incase they forgot' luckily the woman found it incredibly cute especially when everything they said was followed up with 'your sure?'

When it came time to push he had been a wreck, freaking out enough for the both of you to the point you'd offered him the gas and air between your contractions to chill him the fuck out. The daft bastard had been stupid enough to accept, muttering a small 'thanks babe' whilst stealing the pipe sucking on it like a straw only to get a slap upside the head when he forgot to hold your hand as another contraction came over you and you were pushing again. He quickly got the message when your hand wandered down to squeeze something else.

Then as the pain peeked it went and your son was born all seven pounds of him. Sy almost fell over as he saw the boy, the sight of tiny red baby being placed on your chest had reduced him to tears. He sobbed his heart out curling around the two of you the midwife had struggled to pull sy away from you both to cut the cord. She had to help him hold and cut because he couldnt see a damn thing through his tears.

Hours later you were being wheeled out of the hospital with Theodore Syverson. Thats right, Sy had given the boy his own name. The nurse had flicked her eyes to you in question clearly asking if that was okay given that they knew sy wasnt the actual father. But sy had waved her of 'dont be looking to check with her, she'll be shareing the name soon enough. Now ya want me to spell it out for ya?' He said casually making you flush and giggle nodding as the nurse quickly began writing the name as sy spelled it out for her.

All of this led you here. Sitting down for a meal at you local pub celebrating not only his mens safe return but sy's full recovery. And in six weeks he was returning to duty with them. Theo was now three weeks old and doing well, quickly growing into his features and so far looked nothing like his sperm doner thank god! All of sy's team had inspected the bundle with approving nods, cooing over their nephew, it was sweet watching these big burly mens men terrified of holding him but Theo was the first baby of the group, so you could let it slide.

Whilst the men were introduced to 'little man' the women inspected the rock on your new wedding ring. Sy didn’t mess around, you both decided you werent going to be one of those long engagement couples and had eloped as soon as you could walk without wincing. You may not have had a wedding night to speak of, but sy promised the wildest of night of your lifes once you recovered... or days? Pretty much when ever little Theo gave you a few solid hours alone.

Some may say yoh wernt truly married if you didnt have sex, but they were normally ths oneswho said only virgins wear white, you shouldn't live together or have a baby before your wedding either. So fuck them.

"Well feed him then" sy said a little cluelessly with a frown not understanding what the problem was. You sighed again and flicked your eyes around you once more.

"Yeah i will, excuse me" you said and began to stand ready to make your way into the toilets to feed the squirming hungry baby.

"Whoa bug? Where ya going?" Sy said placing his hands on your hips and tugged you to sit in his lap curling a thick arm around you and Theo. The others stopped and looked on wondering what was up.

"To the ladies room, i can sit with him in there and feed-" you began trying to explain softly beginning to flush as everyone watched you.

"What why? Just feed him out here" sy asked moving to place a soothing hand on Theos head calming him a little, the boy always settled for his father, some secret voodoo shit that sy could pull off and you hadn't quite figured out yet.

"Sy i... i didnt manage to pump enough bottles, he had his last one so i cant just feed him here"

"Why not we're all drinking aint we?never to young to start drinking with the team~" the others cheered raising their glasses laughing betweennthem. Sy grinned nodding to them and then turned to you eyeing you expectantly.

"I cant just flop a tit out. It could offend someone" you said slowly trying to explain the problem. You'd seen all sorts of embarassing stories online when you'd been readingnup on breast feeding. You were scared of being confronted.

"Fuck em. It wont do no harm, they'd soon complain if he sceamed the place down" sy said with a shrug and pressed a sweet kiss to your shoulder resting hos chin on it and peered down at his son.

"I should probably just..." you said tryongnto wriggle free from your husbands lap but he held strong keeping you right where you were.

"Im here babe, i wont let no one bug ya" he humed softly. His friends turned looking on with huge grins enjoying seeing their boisterous captain get all loved up with you. You met his gaze and instantly melted, relaxing into his lap and smiled before giving him a tiny nod. Ou trusted him to protect you, and it made his heart soar. His eyes flicked to the men watchingnhim casually so he was quicl to smirk at you and then shrugged to before speaking.

"Besides the only tit they're gonna see is that little hat i got 'im"

"Oh god sy no" you moaned watchingnhimwriggle his brows and hoist up the diaperbag to the bench seat next to him. You frowned praying he hadn't packed the hat again, youd removed it four times before you left!

"Sy yes, here guys check this out~" sy said laughing as his hand doved int to diaper bag to pull out the crochet tit beanie hat complete with protruding dusty pink nipple on the top. You shrunk as your man held it up for the others to see. They was a moment of silence before they all burst out laughing with cries of 'put it on him'. Sy chuckled quickly moved plucking the cute little teddy bear beanie and replacing it with the novelty hat tugging the nipple to the crown of your poor sons head.

The table came to life, roaring with laughter at your unsuspecting little Theo who wriggled about in your arms looking like a tit. Litterally.

"Sy its cruel, stop laughting at him" you chided but didn't make a move to take the hat form Theo's head it was a little funny. Poor little bugger.

"Its funny babe, i cant help it. Go on just feed him no one here minds" you sighed looking down at Theo whose mouth was open head moving from left to right as he searched your his dinner.

You gulped and moved tugging your top down. Sys hand shot out covering you from the others as your maternity bra was unclipped and you held Theo closer. Within seconds the whinning stopped and he was feeing greedily.

You sighed relaxing somewhat as the aching began to sooth. Sy kept a hand on your chest above your othef breast soothing you.

"Lucky little bugger, aint ya? Hmm you dont even know how lucky you are, your mama almost tore my head off last night for trying to get a sneaky mouth full of tit~ and here you are in broad daylight have a cheeky nibble" Sy said moving down pressing a quick kiss onto his sons head. You tutted turning to give the man a stern look as the others all chuckled into their beers trying not to catch your eye now that you had the 'mom glare' sy just smirked winking and blowing you a kiss. You growled rolling your eyes and looked back down to Theo whos tiny fist had come up beside his face resting on your boob sweetly rubbing his own cheek.

"What? Its true" Sy defended with a shit eating grin. Referring to the way youd almost yanked his geard off his face when he'd dived for you tender boobs last night mouth wide open. Youd not meant to tug soo hard. Youd panicked thinking he was going to bite the swollen mound, then panicked even more when the thought of accidentally squirting milk at him crossed your mind.

"Theyre sore i dont want you playing with em" you offered weakly trying to justify your recent boob privilege withdrawl.

"I can soothe em if ya let me~" sy hummed before making you giggle flushing when he pressed an open mouthed kiss to your neck.

"Not a chance cap." You mused managingnto curl an arm aroundmyou and Theo pressing sy away.

"Why not? Come on babe share i neeed them"

"No Theo needs them. you just wana get all kinky and stick your dick between them"

"Can ya blame me? Look at those puppies!" Sy said chuckling making you flush a deeper red and shake your head as the others laughed once more.

Then a hush fell over the table as a stern older man approached the table. You could practically smell the self righteousness on him wafting across the few feet that seperated you.

"Hi er excuse me? Sorry to intterupt. Hello i was wondering if you could tell your ladyy freind to cover herself, im here with my granddaughter and she doesnt need to see that" suddenly you felt as if the entire world had just collapsed around you and quickly looked down ashamed, shrinking into sy before quickly sheilding Theo.

"Oh my god im so sorry I didnt mean to make you-" your voice cracked as humiliation washed over you; you wanted to cry you could alredy feel the tears welling. Just as quickly as youd relaxed you were ready to blot again, you tried to break free from sy. But your bear was having none of it instead he held you closer and cut your unnecessary apology with a deep threatening voice.

"And by that you mean the perfeclty natural sight of my wifes incredible body providing a healthy balanced meal for my newborn son?" Sy asked straight up, no messing around. No beating around the bush. You didnt get the feeling he was genuinely asking, it felt more like he wanted to clarify before deleting the fools life subscription.

"Besides your granddaughters old enough to know what my wifes doing, shes what seventeen? Shes got a pair herself" Terry said nodding to the teenager that looked around sixteen. You looked to the posturing male a few seats down smileing greatfully as the man backed you up pretty quick crossing his arms making his ams buldge in the tight tshirt.

"Thats not the point, your wife has her boob out, its indecent!" The man tried again, once again bypassing you and speaking to your husband because your husband owned you and could order you about apparently.

"Whats indecent it you tryn'a shame a mother feeding her kid fuck wad" Mikey the youngest addition to Sy's unit piped up with a severe look. At twenty three he still had a cute puppy look about him. He always wseemed happy and eager, this was the first time you'd seen him scowl. It was unsettling.

"Its offensive seeing a breast out in public" the man argued not getting the message that these men can and will rip him a new one if it came to that. God you hoped it didnt come to that, they'd muller him.

"Your fucking face is offensive but im not leaning over your table bitching at you" martin snarled slamming hos beer down seething. Theo jumped at the sound whining as he continued to nurse. You quickly soothed him rubbing his back cooing softly cpaming both you and your son.

"And coming over here to demand i order my wife to do somthing, the fuck are you from?" Sy's low gravely tone rumbled through you as his hand moved across your thigh, drawing slow patterns on your denim covered leg keeping you calm.

"Yeah the fifties called they want their misogynistic sexism back" Terry huffed drawing a laugh from the others. The man sneered and made to reply but was interuppted by Mikey again.

"What kind of man dont enjoy a bit of free side boob?" He pondered making the others chuckle again. He sent you a quick look smiling, clearly tryingnto check in and make sure you didnt mind the joke. You gave a tiny nervous smile back which made him relax, just in time to hear Timmy's imput on the subject.

"I'd have thought a man your age would thank his lucky stars seeing a little side boob i mean come on man as far as side boobs go that is a fine titty- sorry cap" Timmy piped up, wavingnhis beer in the mans direction. the man stood at the table quickly growing flustered. But the others didnt care, it would seem the guys were going to make fun of this man untill he walked away. Which was fine by you, youd rather the, bully him away rather then beat him up, which was entirely possible.

"None taken, but watch yourself there Timmy thats my wife your talking about" Sy grumbled with anskmirk still staring donw the man who hovered slowly becoming enraged as the others co tinued to laugh at him.

"Sorry captain, sorry Mrs Sy" you grinned at Timmy with a small nod letting him know you hadn't taken offence. How could you? He said you have nice side boob.

"Old geezers propbly worried he'd have a heart attack if he got a glimps of decent tit when our little dude if finished." Your quiet giggle was drowned out by the table erupting into loud gruff laughter, some of the guys slapping the table. comments of 'I can think of worse ways to go' were follower by cheeres of 'here here' and the clinking of beer glasses.

You sat still looking back down to your son tears welling in your eyes. It was humbling to learn that Sy's team would stand up for you with something like this. Despite being friends with them all duringnyour previous relationship you'd worried they would reject you after the whole Josh thing. You thought they would think you baby trapped Sy, that they thought ill of you and Theo. But you were wrong. So soo wrong, they had your back. They were family just like Sy had said.

Sy felt the way yoh trembled and held yoh closer pressing a lare hand to your tummy and kissed your neck. He knew, he didnt have to see the tears to know you finally realised those silly fears were just that. Silly. You moved your hand to Theos cheek, rocking him frome side to side as he continued to nurse. He wont be feedjng much longer, probably drift off to sleep soon.

"Shes got her whole breast out!" The man seethed placingnhis hands on his hips still heckljng you. You hand it to him he was brave to still stand there and bitch when you clearly had more back up then he was capble of handling.

"But its mostly covered ya know by the baby shes feedin'" Sy growled beginning to loose his own temper.

"I saw a nipple-"

"No no man, thats just a cool hat" mikey interrupted quickly senseing that Sy was running out of patience and would start swinging if they didnt do something.

"Dude crazy gone so long with out proper tiddy he thinks its real" Terry added clapping his hands whilst eyeing Sy carefully. Sy's lips quirked but nothing more. It wasnt looking good for grandpa.

"Poor sod, heres five bucks go to the strip joint on third, and treat yourself ask fo chanel hers are real swear to god" Timmy said sliding a few dolla bills across the table to th old man. Sy did release a gruff chuckle at that. Especially when the man flushed bright red at the thought of going to one of those clubs.

"I'd just feel more comfortable if she didnt do that here" this bloke just didnt know when to quit. But luckily Sy was of a mind to shut him down.

"Look fuck off man shes feeding my kid not grinding the table or fucking moterboating someone! Leave her be" you couldnt help feeling that was the final warning this old coot was goingnto get, you prayed he was goingnto take the hint and leave because god knows what your husbands next move was going to be. But alas the man didnt seem to have and self awareness, or self preservation instinct as he tried again.

"But im-" Sy cut the man off with a low growl finally snapping, all mirth gone from his face his hand that had been tracing patterns on your tummy snapped up and encompassed your unoccupied breast.

Before you could even yelp in suprize your husband was holding it gently pointing the covered globe threatningly at the old man who'd disturbed your nice get together.

"I'm warning you now asshole, shes got two loaded mama super soakers and if you dont walk away right now imma fucking take this one out its holster and fire number two. Considering Im a special forces captain of the fucking military whose a pro with a fucking sniper I'm betting my aims pretty good. So the chances of me hitting you right in your fucking sleazy eyeball and blinding your old wrinkled ass with tit milk are good. So I suggest you go and sit down drink your stupid girly mojito or what ever the hell that prissy drink is and leave my wife alone. Because if I do have to shoot you with a tit I'm be following it with a punch for peeking at my wife like a peeping tom. Now whats it gonna be?" You froze gaping as you tried to get your head around what Sy had just threatened someone with.

Sy held steady hand still aiming your boob in the assholes direction. He stuttered and teetered on his feet. Turning to look back at his granddaughter, then back at Sy almost trying to weigh up if your husband was serious. Sy must have looked deadly serious because after a few more seconds the man was turning tail and scuttling away from the table.

"Yeah thats what I thought grandpa keep on walking" Sy growled slowly releasing the hold he had on your weapon of mass soaking. Leaving it with a small pat before lettingnhis hand glide over you restingnin your lap again, his other hand picking up his beer taking a deep drink.

"Did... did you just threaten to shoot him with my tit?" You asked confused as to what the fuck just happened. You know what you felt and what you heard but it just wasnt computing. You just couldn't wrap your head around it.

"Yeah sort of" he shrugged scratching his beard, a nervous tick he had when he thought you were mad at him. You wanst mad, you foundmit all a bit surreal and funny.

"You do know thats assault" you mused saying the first thing that came to your mind. Becuase for the life of you; you just didnt know what to say, this wasnt in the pregnancy books- no where did you read an article of 'what to do if your husband holds a karen/keith at tit point' you were a little out of your depth with this one.

"Really?" He asked leaning around you confused nose scrunched up and brows furrowed cutely.

"Yes sy" he paused for a second thinking before lighting up and grinning a lopsided grin.

"Wait does it really spurt out? Like a little water gun, I was just bluffing I didnt know if it can or not" he said excited by the new information. Sy had a thing about learning new things about your body during the pregnancy, he had one of those apps that told him everything that was going on week by week, he still had it now telling him all about Thoes development.

" well yeah i mean not all the time but its happened once or twice a littl psst acros the kitchen- but wait that is notthe point! you can't just squeeze aim and fire my milk at people!" Your stammering reply quickly became a stern scolding. But it went in one ear and out the other as Sy beamed tuckingnhis face into your neck pressing kisses and laughing.

"Fuck me so you got a couple of milk guns on your chest? That is amazing babe im definitely squeezing these triggers tonight... do they like build up pressure?" He carried on now fascinated by the prospect of 'milk guns' you rilled your ees as his mind seem to fixate of your boobs and not the fact that he had almost used one to assault someone.

"What? Like a a pump action rifle or somthing? No well kinda? I dont bloody know sy! And your not playing with them, they're not toys" you asked frowning before turning it around

"You know whilst we are on the topic of boobs i was err- i always wondered when your, well you know feeding do you leak everytime your bra's off cos of the hole?"

"Im sorry Mikey but what the actual fuck?" You were gobsmacked. How did these men survive out in the warzones when they couldnt even grasp si,ple biology. It was scarey to think that Mikey was capble of making kids. Becasue he really shouldn't.

"You know the hole or does the bra sort of patch it." Mikey elaborated with a flush and shrugged peering into his drink trying to avoid eye contact. But you noticed none of the men were laughing, in fact they all seemed to be waiting for an answer. It was only the woman who were giggling behind their hands. You turned lookingnto Sy amazed that he hadnt already corrected Mikey, he took you loom as a signal to explain.

"Yeah its like a puncture on a tire, slap something over it and it stops. Isnt that rigt babe?" Out of everythingnyou anticipated coming out of your husbands mouth that had not been it. You frowned at him confused. What the fuck? Didnt he know? All that research for the pregnancy and birth and he hadnt come across the mechanics of breastfeeding.

"Jesus christ, no! No my body just... leaks occasionally, normally when it knows he's hungry and even more when hes nurseing" you said still shocked from the ignorance of the men. You knew men wernt experts ofn this sort of thin but you'd expected more.

"Oh well fuck me thats even more awsome! Tits are fucking great, they know when im horny, they know when he's hungry, they feed him and make him happy, they jiggle and make me happy. Hell can they do other cool shit to?" You slumped rolling your eyes as he once again too, what you said out of context, probably becuase hes a man. A man that cant think straight when it comes to boob, specifically yours.

"They do not know when your horny Sy! Shut up" you flushed quickly realiseing this topic was going down hill fast.

"Sure they do, I get a stiffy then they do too!" He anouced like it was the most obvious thing in the world. Like it was scientific fact your boobs were connected to his cock.

"Oh my god sy stop! Thats not- its not you" you huffed at him embarassed qwilling him to just drop it, but he wont. He was stubborn, bu this point yohwasnt sure if he was just teasing or not, surely he knew your nipples got hard because you were turned on, not because he had a stiffy and let off pheromones or something.

"Course it is, i mean it cant be a coincidence" nope. He was serious, dead serious. You would have laughed had you not been so shocked.

"Its ugh god, guys explain to the man will you" you tried gettingnyourself out of the hot seat. But the men just blinked looking to one another then Timmy looked back to yoh with a shrug.

" err... we dont know either"

"I never even noticed but now you mention it..." Mikey said under his breath wincing, the boy was thinking too hard again.

"Seriously? You seriously dont know? It happens when we women get ya'know horny" you finally explained to the group. Out of everything you thought was gojngnto happen today teaching biology to a group of fully grown soldiers was not one of them.

"Oh. Tits are amazing~" the Silence that fell over the table was broken by Terry with a loud cry.

"To tits!" Terry praised lifting his glass, the others followed suit raiseing their own drinks in a toast to boobs. You shrunk into sy shakjngnyour head. They were a bunch of dumbasses, handsome burly gruff dumbasses. The idle chatter then began again makingnyou melt into Sy.

"Thats really is a cool hat tho" someone said over the table, you didnt know who as you'd turned to Thoe who was now fast asleep. You grinned smoothing a hand over his back glad he was finally settled enough to have a nap.

"Yeah i know right, thinking i might get me'self one" Sy answered grinning l pinching the small woolen nipple still protruding from your sons head with a chuckle.

"Fuck yeah lets all get tit hats!"

"How much are they?"

"Hang on let me check" sy said, and just like that he was picking up his phone to search where he'd got the little boob beanie checking to see if he could get them in adult sizes.

"Oh fuck me" you muttered under your breath, you knew without a doubt Sy was goingnto find and buy him and his team boob hats. Its just how he was.

"Sorry love fuck request denied we got another ten days, twelve hours, fourteen mineuts and six seconds to go atleast, before the doc says i can take you to pound town" sy grunted into your ear nipping at it harshly makingnyou flush and pout, quickly shutting up because anythingnyou say will make it worse. The others smirked at their captains teasing, it was about time Sy had his own family to fawn over, and they were greatful it was you their captain had chosen to stick with.

#henry cavill #captain sy x reader #captain syverson #captain sy x y/n #cpt syverson #syverson fluff #syverson imagine #oh for fic sake imagine

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zhongli / female reader smut fic

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"fuck, zhongli—" you moaned pathetically as you felt his cock slide into you in a slow, gentle pace that absolutely drived you insane, your breath shallow yet heavy, with your back pressed against the cold, wooden surface of your shared apartment's dining table. your boyfriend had just come home from a job hunt, and was expecting a call from one of the places he had visited, so to pass some time, he had decided to have his dinner almost immediately upon his arrival, his dinner being you, in the table instead of the bedroom, and with how im using this analogy to describe him just eating you out for his meal, its rather appropriate to have it in the dining room in this context.

his hands were underneath your thighs that were dripping with hot sweat, keeping them hoisted up as his hips moved slowly and steadily, whines leaving your lips from the fucking tease he was being. a scowl crosses his face, and he bends down to sink his teeth on the soft flesh of the underside of your thigh, not caring when you let out a pained yelp. he knew you liked the pain, anyways.

"arent you being a greedy little slut right now? do you want me to ruin you that bad?" he pulls out of your dripping cunt until only the tip of his cock is in, and without any warning, slams it back in until he's ball deep inside you, your back arching when you feel his cock hit the deepest parts of you. your hands move up to claw on his toned, almost rock hard arms, leaving red marks in your wake as tears filled the corner of your eyes from the pleasure of the sudden movement that he kept repeating without giving you time to even catch your own breath.

"didn't i teach you how to fucking wait? just how deprived are you from cock, when you've just had it last night?" he growls into your skin before rutting into your cunt in a rough pace, the unanticipated action making you scream his name in ecstacy. you were already in cloud nine by this point- zhongli filled you up so good; so well to where you wouldnt even think of anything else but him and his cock. he messed you up in the best ways possible, and you knew you could never go back once you had a taste of him.

you could hear the belt around his pants clinking to the pace of his thrusts inside you, and the cold metal slamming against the back of your thigh added to the many sensations you were feeling, considering he didnt even bother taking off his own clothes except for his coat and blazer while he stripped you off of everything, with the exception of his favorite sweater that you had worn, seeing how much of his scent lingered in the cozy, soft fabric of it. he loved seeing you in his clothes, but the hem of the sweater, however, was already up to your neck to expose your chest that had been bouncing to the rhythm of his hips. the cold air made your nipples hard, but you barely cared.

he bends down, cups your right breast with one hand, and swirls his tongue flat around your hardened bud, his other hand keeping your legs up in place. your hands that were adorned with sweater paws reached up to stroke his hair, and he looked up with a smile, moving towards you to lock your lips together in a heated kiss that held an overflowing amount of passion for each other. well, it was like that until a sudden ring of someone's phone interrupted your kiss with zhongli.

he pulls away with a string of saliva connecting you and him, and he grabs the ringing phone from his pocket, checking the number and immediately answering it, not pulling away from you as he spoke.

"hello?" he asks with his usual deep and calming voice, as if he hadn't been fucking you into oblivion just a few seconds ago. he puts the phone on loud speaker, and listens to the caller's voice closely.

"hi! this is from the wangsheng funeral parlor. do you mind if we conduct the interview over the phone so you dont have to come over? we're pretty busy at the moment with the influx of interviews." what a cockblock, you thought. just as you were about to pull away, zhongli stands up straight and grabs your hips with one hand, keeping you in place as he turned off the loud speaker and held the phone to his ear, speaking in the most professional voice that shook your core when it reached your ears.

"sure, i dont mind. lets proceed immediately."

you looked up at him with a face expecting him to release you, as he was slowly pulling away until he was out, but you let out a loud yelp when he suddenly slams back in to stuff you full of his cock, the rhythm of his thrusts still steady and deep despite the talking he was doing over the phone.

you couldnt believe it. zhongli was fucking you in the dining table as he had his motherfucking job interview. what would happen if this shit went wrong? you clawed at his arms to grab his attention and make him stop, but he just stared down at you, and was silent for what felt like eternity, before he gave a hard slap to the side of your exposed thigh, his thrusts only getting faster each time you resisted.

you were trying your best not to let out any sounds, but the way his cock was hitting on the spots that made you feel the best was sending you to euphoria. he made you feel so good almost without effort, and this situation in general just turned you on. what if the person on the phone could hear the sounds you made? what if they could hear just how much sounds your cunt was making from how much it had been dripping for him, and only him?

you could have sworn you had came twice or even more, and yet his interview hasnt ended despite you already meeting your release multiple times. and even when you did, he didnt stop for one bit. he had no plans to, anyways. as he spoke about what might be best for the company as an answer to the question, he leans down to mark the skin around your collarbone with a bite, sucking it as if he were to excrete something sweet if he did it hard enough.

you feel something different yet familiar bubbling up your abdomen, and you knew you were about to reach your orgasm again, and since you couldnt take any more of it, you mouth to zhongli to stop, or at least slow down, desperation in your expression. his bright eyes, which seemed to darken, stared down on you as still fucking spoke with annoyance dripping in his voice as he answers, "i think we can negotiate my salary based on my skills and the value i bring to the company."

this was enough to tell you that the interviewer asked a stupid question, and that he was pissed about it, yet remained cool headed despite it. and to take the frustration out, he places the phone between his ear and shoulder, grabs your legs and hoists you up even higher than what you were usually used to, and plunges his cock even deeper into you to the point where you can see his tip poking out from your stomach, the new and foreign feeling making you clench around his cock to which he lets out a low, and deep grunt at.

with only a look towards you as your single warning, he slams down into your tight cunt, the sudden pleasure coursing through your veins in a rush that leaves you feeling lightheaded. you cover your mouth with your hands and scream through the fabric of his sweater, feeling yourself reach your high and release for who knows how many times you did ever since the damned call, your hands shaking from the immense sensation and pleasure zhongli had brought you tonight.

all that had happened, and yet he didnt even fucking stop.

you were an overstimulated mess, and as a last resort, you whine loudly to try and grab his attention for who knows how many times, wanting this to be over already. you couldnt stand holding back your voice, and you knew itd do more harm if they had heard you. but zhongli wasnt having any of it.

he places you back down on the table with him still inside you, grabs his phone with his left hand to hold it up to his ear, and uses his right hand to wrap it around your throat, squeezing the sides in a way he knows you love so much. you gasp when you feel his huge, rough hand around you, and as if that wasnt enough, his hips slam back into you, driving you into a quiet, drooling mess. your eyes rolled back, and amidst the silence, your body shook violently to try and get him off of you, your hole unable to handle any more of the overstimulation he drove you into.

you feel your mind going blank and hazy from the emotions and feelings you had been experiencing. the fear of being caught, the excitement of trying not to get caught, the pleasure of his cock filling you up to the brim, the overstimulation and high of your recent orgasm, and the lack of oxygen is throwing you into an overwhelmed state, and yet here you were, living for it.

your hips shake, and you squirt into his cock, feeling your own release dripping down your legs as you made a mess on the floor and on zhongli's skin. you feel your legs give in and drop to his sides, looking up at him as he continued speaking as if you werent even there. but even if he was acting that way, his lust filled eyes stared at you hungrily, his tongue swiping his lips in a manner that you'd think was purposely trying to rile you up.

"okay, i understand. i'll come in tomorrow, so please take care of me." and with that, he ends the call, and growls lowly, placing the phone beside you. he lifts up your legs, and leans in until your face is just centimeters away from you, a low growl emitting fron him as he spoke.

"just how much did you cum in under 20 minutes? did you enjoy it knowing we could get caught?" his hips rocks itself into you deeply, and stays in that position, your hips shaking. you could feel him fill you up to where your abdomen felt full of him and only him, and you looked up at him, whining at his words.

"fucking whore. you even made a mess on me. did it feel that good, doll?" he opens his mouth and crashes his lips on to yours, quickly moving down to bite the skin around the side of your throat where his hands once were, leaving marks on both sides. he moves up to whisper on your ear, his voice making you tremble as you felt his hot breath whispering such dirty words that you knew he was going to fulfill. guess you were staying at home tomorrow.

"ill make sure you cum all over my cock more tonight, so be a good girl and take me in well. are we clear?"

#genshin impact #genshin impact zhongli #genshin impact smut #zhongli x reader

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queentala · 3 years

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For the writing request thing, what do you think itd be like dating manon and asterin (poly) with a fae reader who has fire magic but is really gentle and likes to paint,thank you!

Yeah at first I was like: THAT'S THE BEST IDEA! I CAN'T WAIT TO WRITE IT

Then I realized they're cousins and I was like: bro 🧍da fuk?!

And then I saw this:

And I'm like: it's still the best idea so let's go!!!

Dating Manon and Asterin

Fae!reader with fire powers

They see you as someone too good for this world and someone who needs to be protected at all cost.

Asterin would be more affectionate and open with you.

She would randomly hug you from behind or hold your hand when you’re walking somewhere because she doesn’t want to loose you. She would wrap her hands around you and kiss your forehead or pull you in for a kiss without any occasion.

Asterin would also smile and laugh around you. You’re someone she feels really comfortable with.

Manon on the other hand would show her love through actions like “Go and put that fucking scarf on! It’s cold outside” or “Let me do it for you, I don’t want you to get hurt dumbo”

She acts like she’s annoyed with you but the truth is that you’re melting her heart of ice and she doesn’t want to show it.

In the evenings all three of you would cuddle in your enormous bed. Your back pressed into Manon as she plays with your hair and Asterin’s face buried in the crock of your neck or between your boobs and her arms wrapped tightly around your waist or either way you squeezed between their bodies. They like to hold you during night to make sure you’re there with them and nothing will hurt you as long as they watch over you.

Sometimes when they come back home from hunting Crochans exhausted and bruised they become pretty clingy. Manon lays her head on your lap while Asterin lays on your tummy and they drift off to sleep. You always sketch them in moments like this because seeing Ironteeth witches snuggling you like a plushie is something that must be remembered.

For your birthday they got you bracelets connected with rings that look like their iron nails. They also taught you how to use them so you can defend yourself when they’re not around and you can’t use magic.

About your magic... You always hated it. You believed your fire can only cause destruction and death so you hardly ever used it. When your witches found out about it, they were really shocked and called you a dumbo (they call you this a lot) because you should be grateful for such a powerful gift from gods.

Asterin managed to persuade you to use your magic more often. During winter nights you create different shapes of fire that burned in your fireplace or you made flames dance in your garden so beautifully that both witches could sit and watch them for hours.

Your term of endearment for them is obviously “witchlings”. They call you “little Fae”, “little flame” or something connected with your animal form

They let you do their makeup even though witches don’t wear it. They just can’t say no to you. And you let them brush and braid your hair (Manon won’t admin it out loud but she really enjoys those moments. It helps her relax.)

I think it’s the most obvious thing - they’re fucking territorial and overprotective. They only let The Thirteen near you. Any other witch, woman and especially man will 100% end up with slipped throat if they even touch you. Yes, few people already had lost their lives.

When Asterin is jealous she’s immediately beside you, pulling you into her embrace like she'd wanted to hide you form the world. You're only hers and Manon's and no other person is worthy your attention.

Jealous Manon on the other hand is a death sentence. Iron claws and teeth are immediately on display. Whoever dared to touch you is already bleeding out or is held by their throat while Manon explains what will happen to them if they dare to hurt you again.

Manon and Asterin are always training in the morning. It’s perfect opportunity for you to admire your hot girlfriends so sometimes you just sit with cup of tea and watch them fight. Other times you take your sketchbook or canvas and draw while listening to the sound of blades colliding and occasionally glancing at their sweaty bodies.

If they are away for long time or they’re visiting another country they would always bring you new paints or any other accessories.

Another obvious thing - they take you flying on their wyverns as often as possible. Sometimes you fly on Nerene with Asterin doing loops and barrels, racing with the wind and feeling free. Other times you fly on Abraxos as Manon holds you tightly against her enjoying beautiful view beneath you and yours lovers presence. Either way it’s the best experience in the world.

You loved it so much that your witches considered getting you your own wyvern but Abraxos protested (he’s also little territorial bub)

They also take you hiking pretty often. Strolling through the Oakwald Forest and admiring the wild life. Sometimes you hike during summer nights and sit at the top of the mountain till the sunrise.

Like they just can’t sit and do nothing. The wind is calling them and because they don’t like to leave you, you’re always going with them (unless it’s dangerous, then they make you stay at home or sent you to other safe place)

They tease you all the time, not only in sexual way but for like little things you do - you mispronounce one word, since now they gonna point it out every time you say it correctly. And when you finally have enough and just walk away from them, they will run up to you and kiss you as they apologize but the wicked smile never leaving their faces.

When you’re sad usually Manon sends Asterin to deal with it (she’s great at comforting - she will listen to everything you have to say and then cheer you up. When it’s really bad she occasionally makes few jokes to make you smile. Back to Manon. Sometimes seeing you sad just breaks something inside her and she decides to go over her limits. She holds you close and stroke your hair, kissing your forehead from time to time.

“Oo someone’s angry... Look at you, so cute”

Because of you they understood that all those stereotypes about witches being heartless are bullshit. They care so deeply for you they would tear the whole world apart and kill every single person on their way if you went missing. They would give you everything you asked for and protect you until the darkness claim them.

I know it took me so long to publish. Do I have a decent explanation? No. Did I started writing seven stories at once? Yes I did. Am I going to finish any of them soon? Also no. Yeah, I know I’m annoying.

Also I’m writing Lorcan x reader x Rowan and I can’t decide if I should make them date or not in this relationship. Give me your opinion :)

And I'm gonna do Manon x reader x Asterin nsfw headcanons soon 😏

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jaekaicx · 3 years

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so ive had this idea for an amphibia fangame for a lil while now-

(LONG post)

its based around the idea that sometime after anne got sent back to earth, she decides to sneak out one night to visit sasha and marcys bedrooms and poke through their stuff. this causes a bunch of memories to come back to anne through flashbacks while she tries to process everything thats happened and her feelings abt their friendship.

i was thinking itd be mostly a visual novel type thing. maybe with a few small choices, but the story would be mostly linear. thered be around 3 main story beats: a prologue bit w/ anne sneaking out of her house, marcys bedroom, and sashas bedroom. also one of the main mechanics would be looking at one of their bedrooms and clicking on random objects of importance and triggering a flashback sequence.

it came from the idea that anne will probably try to just shove all her emotions down and try to ignore her feelings abt true colors and everything that went down then. especially with what we saw in the sneak peek, anne will probably try to hide her emotions and bottle them up, which is obviously not healthy. so eventually shes gonna have to work through her emptional baggage and try to process everything.

i havent thought through EVERYTHING just yet, just some more major plot points and maybe one or two ideas for flashbacks. nothing too solid yet. but heres a bit more detailed runthrough of the plot

summary - prologue

so it would start off with anne at home. she and her mom are talking outside annes room. her moms concerned abt how annes been handling everything that happened in amphibia but anne keeps brushing everything off. her mom tries to get her to open up, but she keeps dismissing her and eventually shuts herself in her room. after taking a bit to cool off and think anne decides that shes gonna take the night to just ride off her emotions and stop repressing them for once. she also makes an impulsive decision to sneak out and check out marcy and sashas rooms.

anne goes to gather her stuff in her room, and just as shes about to climb out the window, sprig walks in to check on her. hes still rly concerned abt his big sis but he knows he cant stop her. he tries to go with anne, but she tells him she needs to do this on her own. so, sprig lets her go and tries to cover for her while shes gone.

so at this point i’ll probably give the player the choice of whose house to visit first. it doesnt rly impact the story or whatever, but i guess it might have a small emotional impact depending on whose house u choose to go to first??

(quick note: after this bit, there arent too many specific details for the plot and stuff like that. its largely just an overall idea of how the plot is gonna go. and even then, there isnt much to it. i didnt think that far ahead yet, which is why there isnt as much refinement yet. so far i just have general ideas for how annes gonna get to the bedrooms, with a couple of vague flashback ideas. just keep that in mind; this whole thing is still being thought over and planned as im typing this out)

summary - sasha

with sasha, annes still rly conflicted abt how she feels abt her. of course shes still rly hurt by being backstabbed by her twice and swordfighting her as many times. but as much as she hates sasha she cant bring herself to fully give up on sash. she hates her guts but deep down shes still willing to give sash another chance.

there may or may not be a small sequence where anne has to sneak into sashas house, but eventually she works her way into sashas room. im not entirely sure abt the details of sashas house n her family yet. im probably gonna wait for info from s3 until i solidify anything, but for now i do know that sashas family has a big house n theyre probably rich.

so anne goes into sashas room and its been left pretty much untouched ever since annes birthday, save for the few times someone came in to dust things off. again, dont rly have all the details for sashas room, but it kind of has a vibe of controlled chaos, with organized clutter and a bit of a touch of a rebellious teen girl. one detail i do want to have is a calendar opened up to the month the trio disappeared, with annes birthday circled and highlighted so much that its impossible to miss.

the calendar itself might include a flashback. im thinking of also having a varsity jacket and some old stuffed animal be different “artifacts” that trigger their own memories. there’ll be a bunch more, but those are the only ideas i have so far fjsbndnd

summary - marcy

ok so i want to be rly mean about marcys segment: this is going off the theory that marcys parents moved away while the trio was in amphibia.

anne doesnt know this yet tho, so shes in for quite a surprise when she turns onto marcys street to find a realtor sign on the front lawn. the clues are all there: an empty driveway, sign on the lawn, an overall empty vibe coming from the house. but it doesnt completely register at first. its not til anne actually comes up close does she notice the sign.

anne tries to deny it, and decides to prove to herself that “no marcys parents wouldnt do this. theyre not that cruel. im just gonna check marcys room myself.” the front doors locked, so she just goes over to marcys window and climbs in.

but its completely empty.

ok not totally empty, but a lot of marcys furniture and stuff is gone, except for a few stray toys and other “junk.” the home guys (idk what theyre called????) are still kind of in the process of cleaning everything out, so theres still some stuff left here and there around the house. but its still way too empty. and its yet another gut punch for anne.

anne searches the rest of the house a bit more, hoping that shes just hallucinating. but no, marcys parents are really gone. she tried to deny it before, but now she has more of an idea of how shitty the wu parents are. so anne decides to just mope around in marcys old room, checking out the stuff their parents left behind.

maybe she finds an old blanket marcy liked when he was rly young. or an old rubiks cube from marcys vast collection. a cnc figurine, some cards, a pride flag, and old diary? a couple of other old toys, an old report card or two, or maybe even some stray clothes. whatever anne finds, its all thats left of marcy, at least in LA.

it really doesnt leave anne in that much of a better emotional position. she already felt conflicted enough about what happened in true colors and what she found out abt marcy. but seeing even a small glimpse of what marcy was dealing with, it just makes her more confused. marcy was such a sweet kid! theres no way they couldve done anything wrong. yet here anne was, betrayed by both of her childhood friends.

only now is anne really taking the time to process the fact that marcy essentially kidnapped her and sasha with the calamity box. he didnt mean to do it, and theres no way they couldve known the box would actually work, but it doesnt completely excuse marcy. his actions still hurt anne and sash, and while they meant the best of intentions, it didnt rly come through that way.

and now marcy was dead. stabbed in the back by the newt king.

and now annes curled up in an empty bedroom, wrapped up in one of marcys old blankets, trying to wrap her head around her feelings about marcy while reminiscing in the past.

summary - extras/epilogue??

i kind of like the idea that anne ends up drifting off in which ever bedroom ended up being the second one she visited. she slowly comes back to consciousness, with her surroundings feeling somewhat familiar, only to wake up in horror bc “OH SHIT I FORGOT TO GO BACK HOME” im not completely sold on the idea tho bc it feels a bit abrupt and like too much of a tone shift?? idk it doesnt feel exactly right

but anyways, im also playing around with the idea of a small epilogue scene with the calamity trio hanging out in annes room, a good amount of time after amphibia ended. dont know what theyre doing in there, but theyre just chilling and feeling a bit nostalgic i guess.

but uh yeah thats pretty much what ive got for the overall idea. it doesnt feel too out of reach, but somethjng like this would definitely be ambitious. i could mayyyybe handle writing out the vn and drawing the character sprites, but i have no idea how to code a vn or draw detailed backgrounds, both of which would be pretty important to this fangame fjsndj. so i might consider having help with this.

THIS ISNT ANY SORT OF PROMISE OR WHATEVER. id rly love to follow through and make this fangame a thing, but im not making any guarantees. i have no idea if i’ll actually follow through, but i would definitely love to.

who knows. maybe in like a couple years this might actually become a thing. but for now i have no idea

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isthatbloodonhisshirt · 3 years

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Hi! I have a couple of questions about Actions Speaks Louder, I completely understand if you choose not to answer or if takes awhile for you to get around to this ask since i see you've been busy and just because I love your fic it doesn't make me entitled to anything. But! I'd feel very honored if you humored me! This is probably the 6th or 7th time ive read Actions, it's embarrassing, but this fic kinda feels like home. It's my comfort fic and I'm soso in love with it. So everyone who just meets him, stares at stiles. and I know the most obvious reason is because their amazed at seeing the last living spark. But I don't think it's ever been stated if stiles actually does look any certain way because he's a spark. Like how elves have pointy ears, or how werewolves get weird side burns when theyre in beta shift. (Actually now that I remember, he does get weird markings with different spells he does) But Is stiles maybe strangely paler than everyone else? Or are his eyes just a bit more rounder and bigger and a brighter brown to the point you can tell he's something other than human? Like, what do other people think/see when they look at stiles? Idk if this is rude, but I wish I could write. I have so many ideas I've been thinking for this story lately, I'd love to add my own second part. Or more like my own little fanfic for this fanfic. (Of course itd be with your permission and consent but sadly I can't write so it's all just day dreams and thoughts I fall asleep to) Even if you dont answer, I also wanna say thank you so much for writing this fic. I hope this makes sense, but this fic is to me what Harry Potter is to others. I don't even like Harry Potter, this fic is 1000x better. Sorry for the long ask, I hope you have a good day!

Greetings Anon o/

First off, you’re a sweetheart, thank you very much, for real ;~; I am literally super slow at replies lately in all ways and I feel like crap over it but general comment to say if you messaged me or sent me an ask and I haven’t replied, I am not ignoring you, I am just in the negative numbers for spoons and doing my best |D

But that aside! I always find it mind-blowing when people say they’ve read Actions more than two times, thank you so much ;~; That’s seriously amazing and I appreciate the support, thank you!!!

With regard to your question, Stiles doesn’t look any different :) The people working for Deucalion who caught up to him were in awe because they knew he was the Spark so they were like O_O at the sight of him. The people in Beacon Hills also knew he was the Spark, so they reacted accordingly, but he doesn’t look any different. It’s why Satomi and Ennis and all of the teachers he had didn’t realize he was the Spark (until he did something to out himself), because he looks like anyone else.

Mason could tell he was different, but that’s because he had his own type of magic, and he could see things with the naked eye that others couldn’t (like the curse on Derek, for example). But no one else could look at Stiles and just know. People had to already know he was the Spark to react the way they did, it’s why he was fine growing up moving around all the time. The only reason he kept moving was because Gerard and Deucalion (and others) were always looking for him and because they knew about his dad and Derek (and Laura), it was easier for them to follow their trail.

Stiles’ magic coming out differently is more just him not being able to control it at first. He got the electricity and the shadows and whatnot because his magic was reacting to his emotions, but once he started understanding himself a bit more closer to the end of the fic, that stopped because it was all about learning :)

And you are super sweet, for real, thank you! I find it so awesome and kind that you want to write fanfic about a fanfic! Seriously, that’s a huge compliment, thank you so much ;~; And hey man, if you ever feel like giving a crack at it, you’re more than welcome. I’m sure you’re better than you think you are!

Seriously, thank you so, so much. I’m honestly super happy you like the fic so much and that you have questions about it because you’ve read it so many times <3<3<3<3<3<3<3<3<3<3

#Not TW #Blood's yakkity yaks #Anonymous

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calehenituseappreciation · 3 years

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i hc wilbur made tommy president because he planned to go and press the button while tommy spoke and kill him along with himself

wilbur wanted end all his unfinished symphonies and as the person who raised tommy- he raised him like he raised l'manberg. he doesnt care for fundy- not since he denounced him- so he wanted to end him :)

i need a fic where tommy is the one who goes to stop wilbur and wilbur fucking stabs him before pressing the button saying "it was never meant to be" tommy loses both first and last lives to that phrase

tommys last words are it was always meant to be fucking wilbur survives the explosion and has no one to kill him and now he has to live with the consqunces tommy becomes toast- short for ghost tommy i refuse to write so many letters each time- and immeditly looks for his older brothers and he finds wilbur first :) wilbur is exiled for his crimes and also out of fear- they tried to rehabilate him! they really did but then he freaked out over seeing toast... in a bad way.... and he and toast burned georges house on toast suggest (maybe we should burn something! that always helps me calm down!) this is after wilbur is trusted enough to be not... in a prison... after phil convinced them he needs help and toast tries his best ok- (WHO LEFT WILBUR WITH TOAST!) (I THOUGHT IT WAS A GOOD IDEA AT THE TIME! I WAS ONLY LEAVING FOR FIVE MINUTES! AND RANBOO WAS THERE TOO!) and toast tries to go with but everyone is like "yeah no" and toast is like "whhhhyyy i just wanna stay with wilby!" and everytime anyone tries to tell tommy about the wrongs that have happened to him he screams and clutches his head in pain and everytime he comes back he doesnt remember the convo toast,,, is the most BABY toast calls everyone cutesy nicknames unironcially he calls eret rere toast, chriping happily: TECHIE!!!! tubbo: TOMMY STAY AWAY FROM HIM! toast, in a very lost and confused voice: why? techno, freaking out: tommy? toast: hi!!!!!!! im toast!!!!!! :D techno: lowkey ab to cry toast: NOOOOOOOO DUN CRI! toast: there there techie... i know what will help! tubbo, sighing: arson? toast: ARSON! phil comes just in time to find tommys dead body and l'manberg gone hes not around for the withers neither hes there just to see the crater and wilbur in chains with blood on his hands trying to off himself phil will forever blame himself for not making it in time :> dream: taking wilbur away in boat toast, floating behind the boat: o^o dream do you have any games on your phone .///^///. looks at exileinnit hmmm spins roulette wheel who should i hurt... i picked d all of the above they dont let toast go with him but because he is baby and you can't tell him what to do tubbo: sighs finally now that the exiles done toast can you- tubbo: looks up tubbo: GOADDAMN IT

toast is promptly kidnapped back to l'manberg the next day toast keeps going back tho and no one understands why- he literally killed him! why does he keep wanting to go back! (toasts unfinished buisness keeping him tied was helping wilbur and l'manberg- he loved wilbur even at his worst)

toast vibes around everyone but he stays with wilbur- where ever wilbur goes is where he builds his home

its shitty but its an 'ome Toast, teary eyed: Dad? Why does everyone hate Wilby? Why can't I be with him... Phil, with no idea what to do: niki bakes cakes with niki whenever hes in l'manberg he keeps accidently setting her bakery on fire but hes sMOL AND GIGGLES A LOT AND HE HAS FLOUR ON HE GODDAMN SELF toast is a part of mexican l'manberg i dont make the rules mexican dream: AYYYYYYYYY HOMIE toast, giggling: 'OMIE!!!!!

Toast is wholesome while everyone is literally willing to murder Wilbur while also trying to stop him from khs toast is just a very happy lovely child and cries whenever anyone is mean to 'his big brother wilby!' and so they all constantly glare daggers over toasts shoulder wherenever he cant see em meanwhile Phil is just dying inside because Tommy is a ghost by Wilbur's hands and Wilbur keeps trying to commit suicide and oh god what is he supposed to do- he simply avoids this struggle by avoiding them toast, waddling up to philza: papa do you have any games on your phone? all im saying is that tommy called phil papa before changing to dad or fathercraft phil,in the tired parent voice: tommy please sit down- just for five minutes- at least for 5 minutes toast: sits down and then proceeds to struggle to continue to sit but he must because dad told him to toast is just ADHD incarnate wilbur, trying to end himself: im gonna escape my consequences toast: HI!!!!! :D wilbur: FUCK ITS MY CONSEQUENCES toast,,,, is so baby Wilbur is just not allowed to have anything remotely sharp i like how theres so much angst and im just hyper focusing on ba yby dream uses toast the same way he uses ghostbur! :D toast doesnt realize of course even after wilbur tells him dream is bad but he keeps forgetting!!! Everyone: da baby Dream: how can I profit from this oh dream is manipulating wilbur btw wilbur: suffering toast: i made you a card toast trusts eret wholeheartedly and this hurts eret because she knows if toast remembered he probably wouldnt- they wanted redemption but not like this- not because of death Toast: you look cool Toast: you are friend now Eret: sobs I don't deserve this Toast: what did I do wrong Toast: how can I help friend!!!!! Eret: sobbing more toast looks at everyone says "ah! friend shaped!" if ur wondering wheres the angst toast is the angst- toast is just tommy without any bad memories and hes so different they thought he was happy before they thought he was fine tommy was hurt too but since he internalized it no one cared toast sees wilbur being sad and goes! i know what will help! n-not arson tho people dont like arson when you do it.... BUT ITS OKAY! I BROUGHT A FRIEND! shows friend, the sheep and wilbur just fucking sobs Toast is wholesome chaotic in a perfect mix- toast is tommy but without the 'asshole on purpose as a self defense mechanism" someone mentioned something about Tommy masking insecurities once Toast doesn't remember. and he's fine with that he doesn't have any insecurities toast hurts because in retrospect toast, meeting bad: WOAAAAAAH! YOU LOOK SO FUCKING COOL! bad: LANGUAGE! toast, cringing back, looking at the ground: ..sorry :( bad: ...you can swear toast: :D bad: once toast hasnt sworn since "hes saving it for special occasions" sometimes he accidently swears and immedtly gasps and looks at bad and bad just sighs and is like "its okay it was an accident" bad never would have thought itd take letting tommy swear for him to stop huh... its almost like... hes a child.... and the negetive reienforcement.... was doing more harm then good.... toast: exists in an amount of happiness no one has ever seen him in before everyone: pain how much pain was tommy in before? they thought tommy was happy- was... was he not happy? he's so unabashedly joyful and energetic looking back they can see how forced every laugh felt, every smile- He's not afraid to just talk to people, make new friends he became so much more cautious after Eret, had it really effected him that badly? He's open. He never lies about how he's feeling, never brushes anything away how much was Tommy hiding, how much pain, how much fear- It's chilling. bone chilling. There's no way to fix what's been lost. No way to apologize to who Tommy used to be, to try and make it better. None of them every bothered to see him as anything more than a nuisance, an annoying child or cannon fodder and they'll regret it for the rest of their lives everyone: having a mental crisis toast: GUYYYYSS!! I MADE ANOTHER FRIEND!!!

"Wilby?" Wilbur heard Tommys voice say in an innocent tone.

Was he hearing things? Tommy's dead. He killed him himself.

"Wilby why are you in prison?" The image of his little brother asked, "Did you commit arson without me?" it asked in a pout.

"TOMMY!" Tubbo yelled running into the cell where Wilbur was kept, going through the bars with ease, "Tommy get away from him!"

"But 'ubbo!!!! Wilby is 'ere!!!!" Tommy (?) said with a smile Wilbur hadn't seen since Tommy was a child.

"Tommy, I understand you don't remember anything right now but you need to come back over here!" Tubbo demanded and Tommy flinched

Wilbur was struck with the sudden realization that this isn't just his mind- no no it can't be- but Tubbo acknowledged him he has to- Wilbur reached his locked hands towards Tommy only for him to pass through him. What? No no it was just his imagination that makes sense.

"Oh sorry Wil! I'm kinda dead! I don't remember how i died... but i think im a ghostie!" Tommy said plainly, floating off the floor. Wilbur looked at him in confusion. Whats happening?

the first time toast sees the crater toast srceams in intense amount of pain- its so loud you can hear it all over the smp- and just dissapears for a few days before reappearing with no memories of what happened toast saying things tommy thought but never said- he calls eret "big brother" and eret fucking d i e s toast cals all the l'manbergians older siblings He's far too honest for anyone to handle tommy was always honest too but he learned from experince that honesty only lead to hurt Tommy was like an enderchest, you could never see beyond the exterior, everything inside was exclusive to him and him alone Toast is like when someone dies and all their fuckin items explode onto the ground. you just see everything and most of it was pain and everyone feels bad because they thought he was the only one uneffected that nothing had ever put a damper on his happiness and energetic smile- at what point had that smile became fake? also for angst reasons the last memory toast has is before the elections toast has uwu boy vibes but more chaotic toast goes to dream smp from logstedshire purely for sam nook toast starts making his hotel since he sees nobody has a home (including dream LMAO) (and he wants to make a safe place since everyone keeps saying something about war) and wants to make one and asks sam for help since apparently hes good at building and sam lets him pay after he finishs the hotel and sam nook is there since day one because i dont think i could handle a world without sam nook toast: biting everyone tubbo: wHY DO YOU DO THAT?????? toast: once techie bit all the cupcakes and then said it was his cuz he bit it so im biting everyone to show their mine!!!!! tubbo: i- tubbo: i am both flattered and disgusted everyone, remembering how tommy used to bite everyone upon meeting and then everyone would get mad at him and yell at him until he stopped biting people on meeting: sadly whips and nae naes hes a BABY toast deserves the fucking world also i havent talked ab it but there is wilbur and fundy angst here fundy confronts wilbur also not that fundy is angry about not not not getting murdered by his father but also why does he consider tommy his unfinished sympohny and not him? he raised fundy too- maybe he just only ever loved tommy (based off his insecurity of how close wilbur and tommy are based off wilbur raising tommy and wilbur only being there for fundy by the time he was older and also using hybrid age go nyoom for this dream manipulates toast during wilburs exile along with wilbur and toast realizes both of them were being used by him and fucking screams lourder than he ever has before and dissapears for a week and then shows up at technos house (he got lost and he didnt know why he was at logsted shire- he doesnt remember the place) on the day of the excution and tries to help technoblade but keeps forgetting that everyone is trying to kill techno the butcher army is hesitant when "hey why are you all attacking big brother Techy-" "HE SPAWNED WITHERS IN L'MANBERG!" "he did?" toast asked tilting his head in confusion "YES! HE DID! AFTER YOU DIED! NOW WHERE IS HE TOAST! WE NEED TO CAPTURE HIM!" whenever tubbo talks ab how theyre planning on excuting techno or how there was no trial toast has flashbacks to tubbos excution but hes never able to hold on to the memories just leaving him feeling bad toast sees anything traumatic and just makes the blue screen noise toast has to reboot every time anything truamatic happens and when he does he doesnt remember what happens after

toast hurts on a "THE FUCKING IMPLICATIONS OF THIS" level just.. everyone trying to make up for not noticing tommys hurt and trying to be good to toast when its already too late... far too late glatt is also here because whenever ytoast dissapears after something trauamtic he bounces back to the land of the dead for the bit and sometimes he drags glatt out to the land of the living with him only works bc toast has unfinished buisness so he can freely go between and just stays in the land of the lving until he can finish his unfiinshed buisness ghostbur and toast wouldve been good friends if they ever met anyone yells at toast and he immeditly starts sobbing

basically when everything is calm and peaceful and everyone is happy together after dream is in prison and toast is like "oh... this is what ive always wanted"

"toast?" tubbo asked, confused toast smiled softly, "i think its time for me to go" "what?" wilbur asked his pitch unusually high due to the fear lacing his voice "i think... i think this was my unfinished buisness... this is the last thing i wanted when i was alive, the reason i stayed... i think its finally my time to go now" toast said smiling tearfully "no! you vcan't go! we just got you back!"

basically when everything is finally ok, when things finally calm down toast fades back to the void/afterlife thing

#dream smp #wilbur soot #tommyinnit #dream smp hcs #dream smp au #dsmp

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