#What about TRUST and HAND HOLDING AND HUGS AS MORE IMPORTANT SIGNS OF SAID TRUST THAN SEX

[soldier-poet-king]

Larian really pulling a reverse uno by focusing hard on astarion's prettyboy flirt vibe in all the marketing and then making his arc about reclaiming bodily autonomy

I love them for it. It's everything I wanted from astarion. I'm obsessed with him.

#bg3 #bg3 spoilers #astarion #ANYWAY I HAVE MANY THOUGHTS #just like..vibrating at my desk at work. CAN WE TALK ABOUT THEMES??? WHAT ABOUT TRAUMA AND RECOVERY #What about TRUST and HAND HOLDING AND HUGS AS MORE IMPORTANT SIGNS OF SAID TRUST THAN SEX #i mean we can also talk about hot vampires i am ALSO here for that #but hes my blorbo bc of the angst and thematic potential of it all

[rin-fukuroi]

𝐍𝐨𝐰 𝐈 𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐝 [𝐍𝐞𝐮𝐯𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐞]

Please do not translate or publish my works without my permission.

The originals of my works can be read here

Fandom: Genshin Impact

Pairings: Neuvillette x fem!reader

Warnings: NSFW, sub!Neuvillette, loss of virginity (Neuvillette), established relationships, oral sex, creampie.

Note: English is not my native language, so I apologize if there are errors in the text qq

I think this guy is definitely a virgin, so I had to fix it ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

art: @eriimyon

— Are you inviting me to come over... to your place? We've just had dinner, — Neuvillette is charming when he doesn't understand your hints at all. Although, he could hardly even make out a hint of what he basically does not understand.

You coquettishly wrap your own wrist behind your back, blunting your gaze at the floor, standing at the entrance to your house after a date that is already quite familiar to both of you. The Hydro Dragon really should have shown more interest in recognizing human emotions at the time, then maybe it wouldn't be so hard for him to understand you now. Yes, he notices when you're upset and understands that your beaming smiles mean you're happy, but now… Your behavior goes beyond what he's used to.

Neuvillette notices how your cheeks are slightly pink, you don't meet his eyes, you don't answer his question, but you don't leave. All the signs must indicate that you are confused, but by what? Did his question put you in an awkward position?

— Y/N, — the man clears his throat before speaking in a more serious tone. — I think there was a misunderstanding between us, and if my words confused you, then I apologize. I don't think I fully understand why exactly I should come to your house at such a late hour, but… if it's important to you, I won't refuse.

— Oh, Archons, you are unbearable! — you pull a confused man by the hand, forcefully dragging him into the hastily opened door of your house.

Just for a moment in the dark, while you stand pressed against the door that you slammed with your back, silence reigns between you. What should Neuvillette do next? Wait for an offer to go into the living room, start talking first? Oh, he's so bad at it.…

— Y/N…

— Listen, aren't we… kind of in a relationship? And it's been a long time, right?

Neuvillet thinks about it before answering anyway.

— Regarding the years I have lived, our relationship doesn't last that long, but if we take into account how long the human age has been, then I think we can say that we have been really close for a sufficient amount of time to designate this period as a long one.

— That's right. And we're already holding hands without hesitation, kissing and hugging when we're alone, right?

The Chief Justice swallows.

— Ahem… yes, that's right. Although it was all new to me at first, but now I understand why you're always so eager to touch me.

— So you like my touch? — you take a step forward, coming close to your lover before your hands fall on his shoulders, slowly sliding down Neuvillette's chest.

— If that wasn't the case, I guess I wouldn't let you do that, — the man tensed slightly as you fiddled with the fabric of his robe. You've never done anything like this before.

— At the beginning of our relationship, I said that I would show you how pleasant physical contact and feelings can be between two people… or, in our case, between a human and a dragon. You trusted me, and now you have no doubt that my suggestions, even the craziest ones, eventually bring you pleasure?

— I have nothing to object to. You've really discovered a lot of nice things for me that I didn't even know existed until I met you.

— Exactly! — you suddenly squeeze the thick fabric on Neuvillette's chest, looking straight into his confused mother-of-pearl eyes with complete seriousness. — In that case, you should know that this is not all.

— Not all?.. What do you mean…

— Neuvi, tell me, do I turn you on?

"Turn me... What?"

— Wh-what do you mean?

You frown, but then the irritation on your face turns to thoughtfulness as you look away, carefully choosing the words you are going to say.

— Have you ever wanted something more than kisses?

Ah, he seems to understand what you're getting at. Neuvillette is quite knowledgeable about the physiology and reproduction of humans, but he never thought about the fact that everything might not be as primitive as it sounds in scientific books. Kissing and hugging are not something necessary for people's life and interaction, nevertheless, it seems to be important to you, and he himself feels some dependence on your touch, although he does not show it. Does this mean that sex is also an obligatory part of any relationship and is a manifestation of love in physical form, and not just a way of one of the types of reproduction of living beings?

— Oh, that's what you're talking about… hmm, — the man really thought deeply, switching off for a few seconds before finally looking into your eyes with all the seriousness that only he is capable of. — I'm sorry, Y/N, I never thought that I fit into society well enough even after centuries, but after realizing that I have feelings for you, I decided that maybe I began to understand people a little better… I guess it's still not so, and it's hard for me to answer your question.

— In that case, I'll help you decide on the answer.

Neuvillette's words dissolve on your lips when you unexpectedly kiss a confused man.

It's not that you've never done this before, but now your kiss is more insistent, more… Passionate? When you unceremoniously invade his mouth, Neuvillette can feel how you are overwhelmed by the desire for intimacy and an irresistible thirst that he has never experienced when your saliva settled on his tongue. No matter how many human emotions he experiences touching the waters of the Fontaine, what you are experiencing now is so new to him, but the Hydro Dragon succumbs to this feeling, allowing his palms to rest on your waist.

And that gesture was enough for you to realize that your lover doesn't seem to mind what you're about to do, so your fingers are now frantically fumbling with the fasteners on several layers of his clothes while your lips are still on his. It's all so weird.… Perhaps Neuvillette undressed in front of someone for the last time only during Sidgwyn's medical examination, which, in fact, there was no need, but he could not refuse her insistence. But now you're gradually unbuttoning his clothes for a completely different purpose. Is this the first time the Chief Justice has thought about whether his human body is attractive at all? But does it matter if you don't seem to be tormented by a single question when you break off the kiss and gently pull his robe and shirt over his shoulders, staring at his now bare chest and torso with fascination.

The tips of your fingers lightly tickle Neuvillette's pale skin as you run them over the man's tense muscles, without taking your curious gaze off the trajectory of your movements, before turning your attention to the dark blue gloves clinging to his graceful hands. You wrap your arms around each of his wrists in turn, gently pulling the thick fabric from the man's long fingers until the gloves go to the floor to his robes and shirt.

— You wear too many clothes, you know? — you giggle, now looking up to meet Neuvillette's gaze, still with the same calmness on his face as always, watching what you're doing.

— No less and no more than is necessary to maintain the image of a judge, I suppose…

— Come on. Everyone in Fontaine knows who you are and how seriously you take your job and will never question it, even if you dress in something more comfortable, — the corners of your lips lift in a soft smile before you take a step back, depriving Neuvillette of the warmth of your hands on his skin. — And now… it's your turn.

The mother-of-pearl eyes of the Hydro Dragon widen when he freezes for a moment, awkwardly glancing at your body.

— Do you want me to, uh… take off your clothes too?

— Yes.

For the first time, Neuvillette was truly embarrassed. A slight blush covered his cheeks as he plucked up the courage to come closer to you and stretch out his hands to touch the button on your jacket. Hesitantly, but the man coped with the first task, unbuttoning your outer clothes before casting a last questioning glance at you, meeting your approving nod, after which the fabric of the jacket finally slipped off your shoulders. It seemed even this was so insanely awkward, but looking at your blouse and realizing that you will only be wearing underwear under it, Neuvillette feels even more excited, nervously swallowing before repeating the procedure again, gradually, as each of the miniature buttons was unbuttoned, exposing more and more areas your skin.

You'd be lying if you said you weren't as embarrassed as he was, even though it's not the first time a man will see you naked, but the fact that this man will be Neuvillette today… This fact really causes excitement in your chest. It's all so new to him, will he even like your body?

You blush even more when the Chief Justice slowly and carefully slides the sleeves of a thin blouse down your shoulders. For a few moments, his eyes roam around the dark room until he decides to look at your almost completely naked upper body.

— Hey, Neuvi… — the man flinches slightly when your palm touches his cheek, forcing Neuvillette to look into your eyes. You furrow your brows and pout your lips, gently pinching the skin of his face. — I think you've forgotten something.

You're really making him do it.…

Neuvillette's gaze finally hesitantly slides down. Oh… your chest is heaving so deliciously in time with your labored breathing, your collarbones protrude seductively under thin pale skin, that now Neuvillette can barely take his eyes off how fragile and graceful your body looks. Taking another short step forward, his palms touch your waist, sliding further behind you. Has your skin always been so soft and warm? Why hadn't he noticed it before? Neuvillette enjoys every second of it, during which his hands work their way up your back before finally finding the clasp of a bra in a pale blue shade. You hear a soft click and feel the fabric pressure on your ribs ease and the straps gently slide down your shoulders.

Neuvillette never thought that you could look even more beautiful. Although your body is certainly beautiful, and he cannot deny how just looking at your bare chest is enough to make an unusual warmth flow to the bottom of his stomach, he is more fascinated by how your face looks now. So embarrassed, but still looking into his eyes when your gazes meet. Of course, you're more experienced at this, but Neuvillette can't help but be touched by how awkward you feel too, even though what's happening is not new to you.

— Come on! — you grab the Chief Justice by the arm again, dragging him into the bedroom.

Even in the semi-darkness of your house, Neuvillette notices how your face takes on a new expression when you lead him to the bed, now moving your hands to his chest and gently pushing him back. Well, he trusted you from the moment he crossed the threshold of your house, so he obediently sits down on a soft mattress, slightly spreading his legs when you come closer, towering over him, standing between his thighs. Miniature fingers cling to Neuvillette's chin, forcing him to look up at you.

— Tell me, Neuvi, do you like what you see?

You expected your question to confuse the man again, but his face has never looked so serious as now, when he looks straight into your eyes, uttering his answer in a soft tone, permeated only with adoration.

— You're beautiful, Y/N.

You squint slightly as you smile, slowly sinking to your knees as your hands move to his hips. It's so sweet that Neuvillette takes every word you say seriously, but right now it didn't take him a second to give his answer.

The man flinches slightly when your hands reach for the fly of his trousers. To look at you in this position… So strange. Neuvillette is used to looking at people from the height of his judicial chair in the courtroom, he is used to literally looking down at you because of your height difference, but now you are … really kneeling in front of him, and he does not know what to say or do, so he continues to remain only a participant in your performance The script you didn't hand him.

— You've never touched yourself here, isn't it? — the warmth of your palm seeps even through the thick fabric of Neuvillette's trousers when you touch his groin, feeling a hard erection under your fingers.

Neuvillette had never felt like this before. Maybe this has happened before, when you pressed against him too hard or when your kisses were longer than in the past, but each time he was slightly confused by the reaction of his body to your touch. And now his cock was straining even more than before. Is this what you called arousal?

— Wh-what do you mean? — Hydro Dragon answers uncertainly, obviously confused by your seemingly very intimate question.

— Oh, then I guess the answer is "no", — you chuckle softly before gently squeezing the impressive hard organ hidden under his trousers in your hand.

Had he always been so sensitive? Even when you touched his bare skin, it didn't feel as good as what you're doing now.

— You're so tense, Neuvi… relax, you don't have to do anything. At least this time, — you smile again, taking one last look at the confused man before your attention turns to his boots, which you hurriedly pull off his legs before you start fiddling with the zipper of Neuvillette's trousers.

The Chief Justice sees you about to pull off his trousers, and lifts his hips, resting his hands on your soft bed, sheepishly watching how the expression on your face turns to amazement when he finally remains completely naked in front of you.

— Oh, Archons… — you freeze, just looking at his cock, making Neuvillette even more nervous. Is there something you don't like? Is there something wrong with him? — I'm so happy that I got you.

— Ah?..

You would have been amused by another cute manifestation of Neuvillette's misunderstanding of your words if all your attention hadn't been stolen by the view unfolding in front of you between his tense legs. His cock shudders under your gaze, which examines every protruding vein that stretches along his impressive organ. For a second, you even had doubts about whether he could fit anywhere inside you, but your hands reached out to touch the hot, hard flesh, causing a new wave of goosebumps running through Neuvillette's body. Your petite palm slowly slides over his erection before stopping, allowing your thumb to touch the sensitive head, slightly glistening with drops of pre-ejaculate in the dim moonlight filtering through your bedroom windows. It seems so… wrong, but a man can't do anything about how your touch makes this warmth of an incomprehensible nature feel even brighter in his lower abdomen.

You lift your head, glancing at the slightly raised abs and heaving chest, the tense muscles of your forearms, before meeting his pursed lips and half-closed eyes, shamefacedly watching what obscenities are happening below. Neuvillette is amazing. Perhaps his conscience is eating him up for the fact that, as he probably thinks, he forced you to kneel in front of him, but he cannot resist the way his body reacts to your touch. So why not embarrass him even more?

Neuvillette's mother-of-pearl eyes open abruptly when you lower yourself to his cock and touch the salty head with your lips.

— Y/N, what are you doing?! — the man anxiously stretches out his hand, hesitantly touching your head.

— It's all right, Neuvi. I told you, just relax.

What you're going to do… aren't you disgusted? Why are you doing this? Neuvillette's head is just boiling with the abundance of thoughts tormenting him, and he wants to make one more attempt to stop you before his words melt on his tongue, replaced by a moan that even he hears from himself for the first time when you slowly immerse his cock in the warmth of your mouth. Your lips have always seemed incredibly soft to him, but now, when they wrap around his erection, they seem even more tender. The man's palm presses against his open lips, muffling all the sighs escaping from his throat. Neuvillette is really distraught. But this is not the confusion that tormented him when you asked him to take off your clothes, now he is puzzled as to why he can no longer control his own body, which turned out to be completely at the mercy of the pleasure that you give him. It seems that the deeper his cock penetrates your throat, the more sensitive Neuvillette becomes, unable to stop the trembling in his legs, which strive to close if not for your shoulders, which his hips now meet. But what's even worse is the way you look up at him, squinting slightly and grinning when you notice what a mess your lover is in.

It was enough for you to finally start acting more decisively.

Your head starts to rise and fall under Neuvillette's palm, tearing another sweet moan from his open lips.

Damn… It's too much. Neuvillette feels an unusual heat coming from the bottom of his stomach, which reduces him with delicious spasms that make him want to both make you stop and beg you to give him more. The tightness of your fragile throat wraps around his hard flesh so perfectly, and the warmth of your labored breath feels even more distinct as you pick up the pace, plunging him deep into your throat over and over again.

— Y/N… wait, I… — was the only thing Neuvillette could get out of himself before his words dissolved into soft moans again.

His hips trembled as you wrapped your arms around them, and his pelvis lifted slightly to meet the inexorable rocking of your head. It's like a tight knot tied in the very bottom of your stomach, ready to burst, as soon as you swallow his cock one more time, and for a moment Neuvillette feels fear under the pressure of an unknown feeling when he feels his cock swell in the tight walls of your throat. But you don't listen to him, sitting on his throbbing organ again, sending a fatal wave through his tense body. Neuvillette's long fingers instinctively squeeze your hair as his heated flesh shudders in your throat, and you feel hot sticky streams flowing down the far wall of your throat, and the man's legs tremble convulsively, pressing closer to your shoulders.

What's it?.. It was as if all the warmth that had been accumulating in Neuvillette's stomach had now spread under his skin, and his mind was clouded by a haze that drove any thoughts out of his head, except how damn pleasant this unfamiliar feeling was, lasting for some miserable moments.

Your tongue slides up the still-quivering member of the Supreme Court as you slowly pull it out of your mouth, carefully licking every drop of cum left on his semi-hard flesh. Neuvillette is still breathing heavily, trying to recover from the first orgasm of her life. His eyes are closed when you look up at him again, and his hand slips off your head.

— Neuvi? — as soon as his legs relax, you slide your hands along the inside of his thighs, lifting slightly to leave a kiss at the bottom of his stomach, causing the man to flinch and lazily open his eyes.

— Wh-what was that just now?.. — his voice sounds so quiet when Neuvillette finally starts talking, still trying to steady his breathing.

— Huh… Did I mention that you think too much? — you smile, suddenly getting back on your feet. — You don't mind continuing, do you?

Neuvillette rests his hands on the mattress again, watching from under heavy eyelids as you deliberately slowly pull your trousers down your legs, carefully stepping over the crumpled fabric on the floor before throwing the clothes somewhere to the side, remaining in front of him in only panties. For the first time, he can finally enjoy every curve of your stunning body, feeling the heat flare up inside him again, while he just remains a witness to how now you are doing the same with your underwear. Without clothes, you look even more fragile and small, but now… This view causes the Hydro Dragon not only to want to protect you, but also to touch you, to shower every millimeter of your skin with kisses… to possess you. Is this what people call lust?

This time, Neuvillette didn't need any prompting to instinctively understand that he needed to crawl further away on your bed, allowing you to gracefully climb on top of him. His cock has hardened again, trembling insistently under the pressure of your crotch, now comfortably settled on the throbbing flesh, when you press your palm on Neuvillette's chest, forcing the man to lie down. You look so gorgeous, towering over him just like that, that he can't resist the urge to touch you and stretches out his arms to wrap around your waist while you playfully smile, looking into the clouded eyes of the man below you, swaying slightly on his hips.

— Oh, aren't you embarrassed to touch me now? — you giggle as you gently wrap your arms around Neuvillette's wrists and move his palms onto your chest. — It all belongs to you, Neuvi.

The Chief Justice swallows hard before hesitantly squeezing the elastic flesh under his palms. Such… Soft. It felt even more tender than he had imagined, just looking at her in the hallway back then. And you said… Does it belong to him? Why does the realization of this make his heart almost ache in his chest, as if he does not deserve to have such a wonderful girl who managed to get into feelings for someone like him?

— Y/N…

You tilt your head in puzzlement, looking at Neuvillette, who now seems to be considering his next words again.

— I promise that I will take care of you.

You're almost ready to burst out laughing, but you hold back, smiling gently at your man, the only one in all of Teyvat who could say something like that at such a moment.

— Try your best, Monsieur Neuvillette, — you bend down to leave a short kiss on your lover's lips, forcing Neuvillette to lower his hands to your hips before you straighten up again, lifting slightly and reaching down to grab his cock.

Oh, he's even more excited than before. Although he believes that such intimacy is already familiar to him, at least in theory, but it is still something that Neuvillette has never had to deal with before. He feels the moisture oozing from your crotch touching his cock as you align his head with your entrance, starting to slowly sink onto the hard flesh. Your tight walls gradually envelop his throbbing organ, enveloping Neuvillette's flesh with an even more searing warmth compared to what he felt when you plunged his dick into your throat. The slippery walls seem to suck him deeper inside, again awakening in the body of the Hydro Dragon the same heat that had tormented his poor body only a few minutes ago. He wants to stifle his moans again, covering his lips with his hand, but Neuvillette only tightens his grip on your elastic hips, moving his gaze from the place where your bodies connect to your chest, heaving heavily in time with your labored breathing, thanks to which he can finally hear those lovely soft sighs escaping from your throat.

You lean back slightly on Neuvillette's hips, feeling his cock stretch and fill you to the limit. All the past fears that he was too big to fit inside suddenly evaporated, replaced by a pleasant shiver running down your spine when he finally enters to the end, gently colliding with your cervix, which makes the lust bubbling in the bottom of your stomach from the moment you entered your house boil even stronger.

When you finally start to slowly rise and fall on Neuvillette's cock, he finally begins to understand why people like sex so much. It feels completely different from what you did with him before. You feel so good inside and it's addictive. The walls of the vagina wrap so tightly around his cock when you impale yourself on it more insistently each time, and Neuvillette can feel you squeezing around him, sending more and more of these delicious impulses through his body. The man's gaze is riveted to the place where your bodies connect over and over again, never ceasing to amaze him with how his hard organ disappears so easily into your insides. The more your hips pick up the pace, the more distinct the sounds of skin hitting skin become, merging with Neuvillette's restrained sighs and your moans, which will forever remain in his memory.

You lean forward again, placing your hand on Neuvillette's neck, already too lost in pleasure to speak, bringing another smile to your face.

— Do you like it, Neuvi? — the tips of your two fingers slide along his chin, forcing the man to look at you from under half-closed eyelids. His lips are open, releasing more and more sweet sounds from Neuvillette's throat as you continue to rock up and down his length, feeling the blood pulsing in the veins running along his cock. — Don't hold back your lovely moans, I want to hear you.

Your vulgar words settle in sweet spasms in the lower abdomen of a man. You've always been much bolder and more direct than him in everything that concerns feelings and intimacy, and Neuvillette would like to return the favor. Therefore, now you feel more pressure on your hips when he begins to lift his hips towards your movements and push you down whenever you are about to descend on his dick again, driving it even deeper into your insides.

You've wanted this for so long, worrying every time that such an offer might alienate Neuvillette, but now, feeling your lover desperately pushing into you, chasing his own orgasm, you don't regret at all that you finally got the courage. Having completely lost all control over himself, Neuvillette breaks down into the very moans that you so wanted to hear. You never thought that his pleasure could turn you on so much, making you feel like you're already teetering on the edge.

What could be said about him.

Your voice has never sounded sweeter to him than now, when you whisper his name, pressing your forehead against his. The smell of your body, your hot breath blowing over his face, the tense muscles of your thighs under his hands — this is what, even without knowing it, Neuvillette also wanted for so long. Every time you shared another kiss with him, it seemed to him that it was so damn little, but he didn't know any other way to feel you even closer. But now that your bodies are so perfectly fused together, he understands what he really wanted. How can you wish for something you've never experienced? People are truly amazing… And Neuvillette finally got a little closer to understanding what it's like to be human.

Too blinded by the new sensations, Neuvillette didn't even notice how he got so damn close to the very feeling that you gave him earlier, but now it feels even brighter, even more intense, forcing the man to press harder on your hips, accelerating the pace. And at the moment when your lower abdomen is cramping with familiar spasms, you press your lips to his, allowing Neuvillette to feel your body tremble under the onslaught of pleasure spreading somewhere deep under your skin. Your lips taste even sweeter when you squeeze so tightly around his cock, pulling Neuvillette after you into the abyss. His hands hurriedly move to your back, pressing you even tighter against his body as he has his second orgasm of the day. Hot flesh pulsates inside your sensitive walls, gradually turning white with sticky drops of sperm, and you swallow each other's muffled moans, sharing this unearthly feeling for two.

You go limp, leaning on Neuvillette with all your weight, having to break the kiss to catch your breath. You hear his heavy sighs, almost in sync with yours, as you both bask in the echoes of your own climaxes, and you lift up slightly to look at Neuvillette's flushed face. The silver strands of his bangs are stuck to his forehead, and his lips are still slightly parted when he lazily opens his eyes, meeting your gaze.

— Y/N, I'm sorry, I seem to get carried away…

— Hush, it's okay, Neuvi, — your palm gently presses against his hot cheek, and you can't help but smile as you watch him awkwardly avert his gaze now. — Actually, I think you're learning pretty fast!

— Is that so? — the corners of Neuvillette's lips lift slightly as one of his palms gently slides up your back. — I suppose I had a good teacher.

— He-he, of course. Just don't get cocky, I still have a lot to teach you!

Neuvillette suddenly looks at you in surprise again.

— A lot?

— Yeah, — your face takes on a fake serious look. — Do you really want to continue the course of human carnal pleasures today?

You laugh, lightly pinching Neuvillette's cheek before you start to lift off his body, but you are stopped by his hands, still holding you in his embrace. When you cast a questioning glance at Neuvillette, you are suddenly met again by an expression full of unshakeable seriousness, forever stuck to his face.

— I… won't refuse.

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summary ― you say goodbye to perth glory

pairing ― sam kerr x reader

warning/s ― fluff, angst?

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You and Sam had thrived in the Matilda’s. The wins coming one after the other. You had been fortunate enough to score multiple goals, bringing your team to victory. 

Although your skill caught someone else's eye. The offer to move to Sydney F.C. came after the Asian Cup Final. Kyah Simon was the first person you spoke to about the offer, she congratulated you with a cheer and a hug. You expressed your worries about moving over to the new team, and she assured you that the team was nothing but supportive and felt that it would be a great move for your career. 

You knew ultimately that Sydney F.C. would bring you the experience that you would need for your career, your parents agreeing that the change of teams could bring you skills and knowledge that Perth Glory didn’t have. Working with a new team, different coaches and trainers. 

The was one problem, Sam. The two of you had been playing for Perth Glory together for two years, it was one of the reasons you two had finally gotten together and you felt like you were cheating Sam out by moving. You knew the dreams you both had, holding that trophy for Perth Glory. Setting off the sunset with celebrations from your hometown. 

You had managed to pull Sam away from a night out with the Matildas, holed up in your hotel room. You had grabbed some room service, your nerves not helping with your appetite as you pushed the eggs around your plate. Sam caught on to it almost immediately but didn’t push. 

A few more minutes had passed, Sam’s plate empty whilst yours hadn’t been touched. The uneasiness radiating off you. You watched from the corner of your eye as Sam opened and closed her mouth a few times, debating if she should say anything. 

She does. 

“What’s going on Y/N?” 

Your mum had told you that the news was going to be hard for Sam to hear (she knew how much the two of you relied on each other) but you needed to just rip it off like a bandage so the two of you could work through it. 

That was easier said than done. 

“I-” the words got caught in your throat but you could hear your mum telling you to trust her. Trust Sam. 

“I-I have something to tell you, Sam,” you said hesitantly, trying to work out how exactly you were going to digest the rest of the information. 

Sam’s heart sank. She wasn’t stupid, the phrase often preluded bad news. In the back of her mind, she feared their relationship. Feared it was coming to an abrupt end. As much as she didn’t want it to happen, she couldn’t hear those words come out of your mouth. She needed to take some sort of control over the conversation. 

Without thinking, she blurts out “Are you breaking up with me?”. 

You notice the fear in her eyes instantly, tears welling up just as fast. Your head shakes. 

“No! No, god no,” You exclaimed, taking Sam’s hand as you continued to shake your head. “Sam I would never” you add, trying to establish where her thoughts were coming from. 

“Then what’s wrong? What’s going on?” her voice cracks, a clear sign she was on the verge of crying. The fear hasn’t left her eyes. 

“I’ve been offered a spot in the Sydney FC Team. They were impressed with how I played in the Asian Cup, my skills and consistency. It’s a really big opportunity.” 

The announcement hung in the air between them. You watched as the fear left Sam’s eyes, although her face expressed a range of emotions. Surprise, excitement, and disappointment. 

Sam knew how big this was, being a footballer herself she knew the importance of a team reaching out for you. She knew the answer was yes, no doubt in her mind and god, she was so happy for you. This was your dream coming true, but your dream meant leaving. Leaving home, leaving Perth Glory and leaving her. 

The silence prolongs as your face drops. Taking the silence as rejection. 

“Wow…” she pauses, trying to find the words. “Y/N. That’s…That’s great news!” Sam managed to stutter out, a smile appearing on her face but her eyes still held sadness. 

“Really?” you shyly ask, your eyes following her as she nods her hand with more determination. 

“Y/N this is great! Sydney wants you, I mean I can’t blame them. And they can offer you so much y’know?” 

“But what about us?” It was your biggest concern. As much as you loved Sam, you had never had to worry about distance. The furthest the two of you had been from each other was across the street. You knew that it would put a strain on your relationship. 

And was that really a risk you wanted to take?

“We’ll be okay. I promise. The distance won’t be forever, the season is only three months of the year, and we’ll see each other in the break weeks and the weeks we play against each other. And we have the matildas throughout the rest of the year. You’ll be with me more time than not. And we have phones and email. We’ll be okay Y/N. I’m not losing you this easily. I believe in us, love” 

You took Sam’s face in for a few more seconds, letting her words wash over you. She of course was right. Three months was nothing, and even then you would be able to see each other throughout it all. 

Your arms wrap around Sam, as you pull each other closer. A laugh leaves your lips as you start to bounce in her embrace. 

“I’m moving to Sydney FC!” you scream out, the excitement finally falling through. Sam joins in with the celebrations, cheering with you as you both jump up and down on the balcony. 

The paperwork was signed two days later, and pictures and jerseys were given out. Blue was your new colour. 

As exciting as the new team was it was daunting moving over for a short period of time. Kyah took you under her wing, the team welcoming. It helped that you weren’t the only new fresh face coming to the team. Miss Caitlin Foord and Alanna Kennedy joined the team alongside you. It was practically fate, the three of you falling into an easy-going trio. 

Being so close in age the three of you gravitated towards each other. The friendship bloomed almost instantly, stitched together by a shared passion and love for soccer. It wasn’t hard to get along, and the three of you found (as well as the rest of the team) that the three of you together meant trouble. 

In your first game of the season against Brisbane Roar, you managed to score the last goal, securing the team’s win. Caitlin and Alanna were first on the field running towards you as that final whistle went off. The three of you cheering and dancing, the rest of the team soon to join in. 

From there on out the three of you became a dynamic package. A hunger for dribbling past anyone who dared to stand between you and the soccer ball. You were all agile, fierce and almost impossible to defeat. Your instincts were your superpower, reacting in split seconds, a trait the three of you mastered through countless bruises and scraped knees (that didn’t stop any of you). 

Games went on, you cheered as Caitlin and Alanna both stepped foot on the field, scoring goals and dodging tackles. High fives and celebrations were constantly shared between the three of you as your friendship grew stronger and stronger. 

You spent countless nights on phone calls with Sam, sometimes the girls would join, and other times it was just you and Sam - sharing your secrets and telling point-by-point stories for the days that had passed. 

You had both agreed to keep your relationship private, your family knowing but that was the extent of it. You knew not everyone would be supportive of your relationship with Sam, and whilst you didn’t care what they thought you both knew it could create problems with getting selected for bigger and better things. With a clear understanding, the two of you decided for the best that you would maintain the ‘best friends’ relationship for the public. 

With that being said, it hadn’t taken long for your trio to now include Sam. The four of you moulded together into the tight-knit group of friends you were. When Sam came to visit you on her week off, the four of you painted the town red - getting yourselves in all sorts of situations that you couldn’t even begin to understand. 

It didn’t take long for numbers to be exchanged, as the three of you waved goodbye to Sam as she went back on her way. (You and Sam had said your real goodbyes the night before). The sacred secret was now shared with Alanna and Caitlin too. Although they claim they figured it out long before you and Sam told them. 

It was a relief having other people to share your relationship went. They helped you pick out gifts for your anniversary and made excuses for you when you needed some extra time on the phone with Sam. It also came with lots of teasing, sending Sam pictures of you moping around, and making kissy faces as the two of you talked on the phone. Sam absolutely loved it, she loved being able to openly show you off as her girlfriend. She’d get Alanna and Cailtin to give you flowers and chocolates on her behalf and when you got sick she gave them her mum’s homemade chicken soup recipe to help you get better. 

When Sydney FC made it to the grand finals Sam, your parents and Sam’s family made their way to Newcastle to cheer you on. Sam and her mum holding a homemade poster with your number in big bold letters with ‘Our Favourite Star’ written underneath. 

The game was tense, Newcastle Jets wanted the win as much as your team did. It was 1 - 1 by the 70th minute. The air was tense, Alanna had been subbed on and was showing the crowd exactly why she was put on. You watched the ball go back in forth between your teammates, ready on the side if they needed an escape. 

It happened in a blur, you watch Kyah pass the ball to Caitlin, an opponent close behind. She passes it over to you, immediately you start running. An open space breaks even as you dribble the ball past two other opponents and continue towards the goal. 

You were far enough out that you doubted your ability to score, looking around to see if there was anyone to pass to. You could hear the crowd screaming, you could hear Sam screaming. 

“You can do it, baby! Shoot. Shoot!” 

You manage to take a deep breath in and shoot. 

The ball flies through the air, an opponent jumping up to create a block, but the ball continues past her head and towards the goalkeeper. You watch as the goalkeeper dives, arms spread out but it’s not enough. The ball hits the back of the net. 

Silence. Your heart beating. 

The body jumps on your back and then cheers, more teammates joining the huddle as you feel them jump up and down. You manage to make out the crowd joining in with the cheers, you vision looking around at the cheering blue. Alanna screamed “Fuck yeah!” in your ear, the huddle breaking apart as people clap my back. 

You search for Sam, Your and her family jumping up and down with the crowd, her mum pulling yours into a hug. Your eyes meet, the pride on her face is enough to bring tears to your eyes. 

“I love you” she mouths, blowing you a kiss. You pretend to catch it, bringing it to your lips as you mouth “That one was for you”. 

The whistle blows six minutes later, the trophy hangs in the air as your team celebrates. 

Celebrations go into the night and onto the next day. A brunch with yours and Sam’s family to bring it all in. It was nice being with everyone again, the last time you’d all been together was before you made the move. Stories were told throughout the day, Sam’s hand resting on your thigh. The conversation had moved along, Sam and you soaking in each other’s company. 

“Did you hear the good news?” Sam whispers into your ear, her attention still on the table as you slightly move your head so you can watch her face. You shake your head. “We’re staying an extra night” 

“Everyone? Doesn’t your mum have work tomorrow?” 

“No baby, just you and me. And an empty hotel room”. 

Well, you couldn’t say no to that.

#sam kerr x reader #sam kerr imagines #sam kerr imagine #woso imagine #woso imagines #woso x reader

[nogenderbee]

Hello :)) Can I request the proseka boys with a reader who LOVES pda but is too nervous to iniciate it? For example: they're sitting somewhere in public, then the reader starts feeling tired and they gets an urge to lay their head on the character's shoulder, but they hesitate to do it-

Of course! Again I know I took my time (a lot of time I know-) But well I hope you enjoy it!

Akito, Toya, Tsukasa, Rui with reader who loves PDA but is nervous about it

TagList:@vodka-glrl @yulikesminori @kuzui5201314 @miya-akane @alicewinterway18 @indi-has-fallen

⊱ Akito would be lying if he said he didn't felt the same. He kinda wanted to just hug you in public but he was a bit too shy to did it in the open

⊱ so if you want other affections than handholding or having his arm wrapped around you, then you'll have to initiate it...

⊱ if you get the courage to tell him what you want he'll immidietly blush and reject it

"What?! Oh c'mon Y/N! We're out in the open! Can't you wait untill we get back home?"

⊱ but when he sees that it's important to you and even asking for pda is hard for you, he'll immidietly feel bad...

⊱ and from that moment he even starts kissing you occasionally in public

⊱ but when you ask him about it, he'll tell you that it's nothing and he just felt like it but big blush on his face can tell you that it's not whole truth

⊱ he will initiate more physical contact but he won't help you with getting more courage to initiate it as well

⊱ although if you get more courage thanks to him initiating more then that's definitely something he won't mind! (make this ginger blush hehe)

⊱ Toya is quite blunt, he really didn't noticed any of your hesitation when you tried initiating few affections in public

⊱ but luckily he does initiate some affections out of his own will, he holds your hand or wraps his arms around you whenever he feels like showing you a bit of love

⊱ but if he somehow does notice that you're trying to initiate something but hesitate too much, he'll first ask what's wrong really not getting that you want pda

"Hey are you okey? Are you cold? Or maybe we should move on and take a walk?"

⊱ you'd kinda have to tell him or obviously show him that you just want some affections from him but are too nervous to initiate it while you're in public

⊱ but once he finally does notice that, he'll apologize before kissing back of your hand and hugging you closely

⊱ and so from now on he'll try to be more observant but he still sometimes fails to notice signs of you wanting some affections

⊱ but do not worry, he knows he's not that good at reading what you may want so he asks you from time to time if there's anything you wish and he'll make sure to listen closely and watch out for any signs you may

⊱ you literally don't have to worry about being to nervous to initiate any kind of affection in public because Teukasa is really clingy

⊱ he'll hold your hand all the way and randomly hug you or rest his hand on you head, arm or chest, depending on your height difference

⊱ he also notices surprisingly quickly that you're hesitating and will instantly ask you what's wrong, and trust me when I say he won't let go untill you tell him or give him believable lie

⊱ he won't kiss you or cuddle with you for a long time in public tho unless you personally ask him for that or initiate it since these are things that make him blush a bit

⊱ but once he sees that you have trouble with initiating PDA, then he will try to help you out with that!

⊱ he'll start by telling you few comfort words and that you don't have to be scared or nervous to initiate any physical contact with him

"Y/N! Trust me when I say that you're the only one I truly love so this star would never even dare look badly at your attempts to initiate physical affections with me!"

⊱ he's still pretty nervous but he'll try to initiate any affection more often so you can be more comfortable with doing that as well

⊱ and if you do initiate something, he'll be literally so proud of you that he'll hug you closely and just spoil you with compliments and telling you how proud you just made him and that you should keep up good work

⊱ I know I said it many times but Rui is observant!!

⊱ he'll literally notice your nervousness and he probably doesn't say anything about it as he sees it cute but he also wants to know the reason behind it first

⊱ so with small observation, he finally notices that the reason behind you being so nervous is PDA and he honestly needs to keep himself from laughing

⊱ but even if he contains his laugh, he still will tease you about it as it's simply too cute for him to ignore

"Awh~ Are you shy, darling~ If you tell me what you want I might just initiate it for you~"

⊱ but when it's enough of teasing, he'll of coure try to help you feel more comfortable about it

⊱ so whenever he'll see you get nervous, he will immidietly ask you what is the affection that you want and then will gently guide you so you partially initiate it!

⊱ after every initiated or partially initiated affection he'll give you a reward kiss and tell you how much great job you just did and how proud he is from you

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#project sekai #colorful stage #project sekai colorful stage #x reader #project sekai x reader #colorful stage x reader #project colorful stage x reader #akito shinonome #toya aoyagi #tsukasa tenma #rui kamishiro #akito shinonome x reader #toya aoyagi x reader #tsukasa tenma x reader #rui kamishiro x reader #project sekai akito shinonome #project sekai toya aoyagi #project sekai tsukasa tenma #project sekai rui kamishiro #project sekai akito x reader #project sekai toya x reader #project sekai tsukasa x reader #project sekai rui x reader #fluff #project sekai fluff #headcanons #project sekai headcanons

[slasherlouvre]

I'm sorry to just inject myself in this conversation but also, I have thoughts 🧎🏻‍♀️

The fact that the brothers never had someone to care about them like you do. No one has made an effort or given them anything past what's required. Bo's flings never work our for obvious reasons, Lester is attracted to people but hardly finds the motivation to take things further when they're either nasty to him or don't really care about him like at all--and precious Vincent simply never had a shot. He's always by himself, stuck in thoughts and wax alone in the basement genuinely believing he'll be like this for the rest of his life.

Sometimes his thoughts wander, his hands grazing the statue he's working on in a little more than just a work way. He'll brush fingers over the chest and arms and waist and he'll cup the face, maybe even seeing what it would feel like to hug someone by wrapping his arms around it--even then though he gets no warmth or satisfaction. The hug isn't returned.

But when they all have you? Someone who's willing to set their foot down and stay, take the bad with the good and really reassure them that they're enough? They would melt for you.

The way Vincent would be embarrassed at being intimate with you, sure, but this is the first time he's ever felt like this before. His hands are trembling and his heart threatening to claw out of his chest just letting you touch him. He'll learn what it's like to be truly loved when you tell him he's beautiful, kissing his lips and letting him find safety in your arms. And after? He'd wake up to the thought that maybe it was just a dream only to see you with your arms so securely around him, falling asleep against him bare in his bed so that you can hear his heartbeat all night.

Bo would have you under his arms so often that it just happens one of the times. He'll be looking into your eyes one of the times and it'll crash on him that this is what Lester and Vincent have been talking about. He'll get overstimulated at every touch, everything feels foreign but it makes him feel too good to even think about stopping. The way he'll practically flinch when you softly touch his chest while you ride him, opting to give him a truly deep and honest kiss instead of pecks or bites on his neck. And he gets to see you in his bed too, curled up in his arms while he holds you so securely. He'll whisper I-love-yous against your skin while you sleep, knowing that you trust and love him more than he could ever think he deserves.

Lester would be quick to realize, seeing the way your pupils dilate when you look at him and noticing the way you reach over to just hold his hand and be with him. He'll be flustered when you cuddle up against him, shaky breaths and a fluttery heart when you tell him he's valuable and worthy. He'll have the first love feeling all over again when you look up at him while he moves in you. And after all is said and done he'll look down at you so reverently while you sleep in his arms, refusing to move in your sleep because it's like you told him while you were awake--in his arms are the warmest you've ever felt.

-💙

BLUE, YOU'VE GOT ME SOBBING FR

(( also, don't you dare apologize for your thoughts, they are TREASURED on this blog 🥺🫂💕 ))

They each have that moment where they think, 'I've made it' at some point in the relationship with you.

For Vincent, it's when he walks into the house of wax one day to see you admiring and dusting off his artworks; your fingers ghosting over his signatures, and a delicate smile on your lips as you continue to sweep and clean. You've seen them all before of course, but you adore them. They are all parts of your lovely Vincent; made with hands you consider yourself lucky to be able to hold.

He eventually touches your shoulder gently, signing to you that you don't have to clean, but you stop him short by clasping his hands in your own and kissing his knuckles.

"I want to, dearest", you explain sweetly, "They're important to me because you made them, so I want to take care of them".

He's never genuinely meant so much to anyone before.

For Bo it's when he goes to eat the 'lunch' he packed before heading off to the garage that morning. He's fully expecting to see the sorry excuse of a sandwich and bag of chips he threw together when he opens his lunchbox, but it turns out to be something else entirely.

Chicken salad sandwiches cut into small squares neatly arranged next to a dill pickle, cut up fruit, and a couple of cookies with a note saying you love him to top it all off. He finds himself staring at everything for a very long while without even realizing it before shutting the lunchbox closed again, and heading back to the house to eat with you.

No one's ever cared for his wellbeing and happiness like you.

Lester has his moment when he comes home to find his dirty work clothes strung up on the house's laundry line, only clean now. Cleaner than he had ever managed to get them. Any sign of blood and filth on his shirts and pants now minimal if even there at all still. He knows you must have worked very hard to scrub everything out, and gotten dirty yourself just to do it for him.

When he sees you step out with a basket filled with more of his clothes he runs up to take it out of your hands. Insisting on helping hang them to dry as you laugh and get thankful kisses pressed to your face.

He finally knows what it feels like to be cherished.

#sorry for the inactivity i accidentally made myself sick & i'm just rly sad rn 🥲 #i swear i'll reply to messages soon #in the meantime have this <3 #BLUE THAT PART ABOUT VINNY HUGGING HIS WAX STATUES???? BYE IM AN EMOTIONAL WRECK #💙 anon #anon #reply post #house of wax #vincent sinclair #bo sinclair #lester sinclair #self insert stuff #nrambles

[lorellaishc]

That First Step

The dinner table at the Truthhammer home was a busy affair even when there weren't any guests visiting. The sounds of Lorellai's many younger siblings filled the room alongside her mother's laughter and her father's tinkering with his latest auto-slicer design, all under the careful gaze of the two bears who had learned that auto-slicers tended to result in a lot of meat being thrown around the room.

Lorellai closed her eyes, trying to gather her strength. The noise was distracting, so she tried to focus on her breathing, clutching the all important paper in her hand as she did. She was just finding her center when the paper was pulled out of her hand.

"Ooo, what's this Lorellai?" her brother and part-time nemesis Holden asked. "Wait... Dragon Isles Expedition? Are you going on the expedition?!"

The noise around the table suddenly stopped as all eyes fell on the two of them, save the eyes of the bears who started to inch closer to the roast boar in the distraction. Lorellai snarled and snatched the recruitment poster back from her brother, her eyes promising terrible retribution, before turning to face her parents. "I was hoping to be more diplomatic about it, but, yes. Mom, Dad, I've signed up to join the Dragon Isles expedition. Shansii has too. We're adults now, after all." she declared, locking eyes with her father.

Drogar and Darlain exchanged a glance, and then he put down the slicer and stood up, took hold of his cane, and slowly walked around the table to where Lorellai stood, defiant. All dwarven eyes were on them, and Lorellai could hear the twins whispering about how much trouble their big sister was in. After a moment, or maybe a thousand years, it was hard to tell, Drogar came to stand in front of his eldest child.

"Lorellai Truthhammer," he started, his voice as stern as the time he'd read her the riot act for borrowing his motorcycle, "I... am so proud of yeh lass!" he roared in delight, pulling her into a big dad-hug.

"You... you are?" she asked, barely able to breathe.

"You -are-?" Holden demanded, exasperated.

"-WE- are!" Darlain said, maneuvering around the other side of the table to join in the hug from the other side.

"Och lass, I've just been waitin' fer th' day yeh'd take th' first step. Yeh make yer old man so bloody proud, and I know you'll be bloody brilliant! After dinner, we'll set about making sure yeh've got everything yeh need for yer journey, and a few tips from your old man besides."

"And who knows, maybe you'll even find a special someone on your adventure that you can bring home for dinner when it's all said and done," Darlain teased, laughing as Lorellai blushed deep red. "Oh come on now, there's no shame in it, you are a woman grown now. Let's have some dinner, you're going to need your strength for the preparations ahead! The boar is going to be.. BALINORE TRUTHHAMMER DON'T YOU DARE" she shouted, and everyone looked to see Balinore and Torm, each with one end of the boar in their mouths. The bears exchanged a glance, pulled hard, rending the boar to pieces, and dashed off in opposite directions to the cheers of the younger kids. Lorellai couldn't help but join in the laughter as Drogar cursed and went running after Balinore.

Much later that night, with all the kids in bed, and Lorellai excitedly talking to Shansii on the commstone in her room, Drogar and Darlain took in the night air on the balcony. "Och lass, I'm terrified." Drogar admitted, holding Darlain's hand.

"I know love, but it's time for us to trust her." Darlain replied, leaning on her husband's shoulder. "She deserves the chance to make her own name in this world of ours."

"Aye, and I know for a fact that she won't be dissuaded even if we tried to stop her." Drogar leaned over and kissed his wife on the head, enjoying the smell of her hair. "You -are- going with the expedition though, aye?"

Darlain scoffed. "Of bloody course I am, someone's gotta keep an eye on those kids of ours. And they don't need you going along belly aching about yer sore groin."

"Bah, I had surgery! Fer you, I might add!"

"And I love you for it. Shall we go back inside and celebrate then?" she grinned, pulling away and looking into her husband's eyes, her own sparkling with mischief.

And as her parents went to their room to celebrate as married couples often do, Lorellai put down her comm stone and climbed into bed, to dream of the adventures to come.

#Drogar writes #Meddlers the Next Generation #Very excited to take her into the Dragon Isles as my main

[piratewithvigor]

Journey Out Of Darkness: The History Of Kane

Chapter 10: Evening

Getting along with both parents is just a mathematical unlikelihood

Last Chapter ~ AO3

Taglist: @the--blackdahlia @coffee-n-bagels-comic-universe @wendigoruble @old-no7 @kayfabebabe

The brick house, as Abel suspected, was the main living one. There was nothing about it that reminded him of the funeral home. They were both houses, he supposed, but this one felt different. The Barrows were obviously much more well-off than his family had been. They could afford not only to have a house completely separate from all business affairs, but they could afford to pay for help to upkeep it. Abel was introduced to the household staff as they passed by; a cleaner, a gardener, a couple of barn hands who passed through the dining room to the kitchen for their lunch and the cook herself. 

Even though she was in the process of feeding a hungry staff, the cook took the time to come out to the dining room and set a plate of cookies and a glass of milk in front of Abel. 

“For me?”

“Of course. It’s a special day, after all,” she smiled.

“This is Mrs. Hill, Abel,” Red introduced. “She runs the place.”

“That’s right, Red, and don’t you forget it,” she chuckled. “You ever have a problem and neither Red nor Margaret are around, you can come to me with it, sonny. I’ll take care of you.”

“Pleased to meet you, ma’am. And thank you,” Abel said, picking up a cookie. The sense of comfort he got knowing he had someone else on his side was only surpassed by biting into the cookie. Chocolate chip. And warm.

The adults continued their discussion in a legalese that mostly went over Abel’s head. He was more focused on the cookies anyway. He probably should have been paying attention, but anything really important, he trusted Mrs. Garcia to tell him. There must not have been much, since she had the Barrows sign something and then stood up and said her work for the day was done.

Outside, next to her car, she knelt down and gave Abel a tight hug.

“I’ll see you in a couple days,” she whispered. “And if you have any problems before then, you call me. I put my card in your suitcase, okay?”

“Okay.”

She straightened up. “Now be a good boy. And when I come back, I’m bringing you the Vicks’ address, okay? And I want you to write them.”

“I will.”

It only took a few minutes for her to drive out of sight of the house, but when she did, she might as well have driven over the edge of the world. 

He was alone with the Barrows.

“Darling,” Margaret said, putting a hand on her husband’s arm. “Shiloh’s still being a bit balky. I need to straighten him out before the show next week. You’ll take Abel to his room?”

“I’ll take care of him. See you at dinner, or will you be out late again?” 

“I’ll be back for dinner,” she assured, giving him a quick kiss on the cheek before turning to Abel. “I’ll see you at dinner too. We can talk more then.”

“Yes, ma’am.” Besides introductions, that had been the most words she’d said towards him, but Abel didn’t say so. He’d been told to be good, and that included not smarting off.

She walked back to the corral. Red watched her go, shaking his head.

“That woman and her horses… all right, Abel– what say you and me go take a look at your room? How’s that sound?”

“Okay.”

He led Abel through the dining room and kitchen, then up the stairs, past dozens of framed pictures. Most of them seemed to be of Red when he was younger, with a whole bunch of other men, shaking hands, holding up trophies, that sort of thing. There were a couple pictures of Red and Margaret and then one of Red and another woman who looked to be about Margaret’s age but who had long red hair and in the picture was laughing with her mouth wide open and holding onto Red with one hand (she even, he realized, looked a little like Red), but before he could ask who any of the people were, they were upstairs and walking down a long hall lined with even more pictures. 

“Got you the best view in the house. Guests are gonna have to settle for looking down at the cows,” Red laughed, pushing open the door at the end of the hall. 

It was fairly small compared to the rest of the house, only a little bit bigger than his house at the funeral home, but instead of the woods and the flower bushes outside his window, he got to overlook pretty much everything. He could see at least a little of all the other buildings of the ranch, the driveway and the corral. Off in the distance, Abel thought he saw Mrs. Garcia’s car pulling away. He saw a cloud of dust, anyway.

“Figure you’re old enough to unpack yourself,” Red said, interrupting Abel’s assessment of his surroundings. “Dresser’s there, closet’s right there. I wasn’t sure if you were gonna need clothes or not, so I went out and got you a few things. Didn’t know your shoe size, so no boots yet.” He slid open the closet to reveal a few blue-and-white checked shirts and a pair of jeans. Cowboy clothes.

He was a cowboy now.

“You like em?”

“Yeah.”

“Good. We’ll head out after breakfast tomorrow, get you some boots. You gonna work on a ranch, you need good boots.”

Boots. To work on the family ranch. He hadn’t been allowed to participate in the family funeral business. Ma said there were too many dangerous chemicals involved in preparing bodies, too many dangerous tools involved in building caskets and too many things involved in working with grieving clients. It was only a year or two when she let him start setting up the parlor with chairs and flowers with Thomas, but it wasn’t work like on the ranch. It wasn’t stuff that was going to actually matter in the long run. This would.

He looked out the window again and saw that down in the corral, Margaret was just climbing down off her horse. She handed the reins to one of the other men in the ring, and then ran her hands through her hair. She said something to the man and both of them smiled and laughed.

In the middle of that laughter, she looked up and saw Abel watching her. The smile disappeared.

Abel waved, more out of politeness than anything.

After a very long moment, she waved back.

“Since y’ain’t had much experience on a horse, we’ll just get you used to them in the morning, sit you up on one once we’ve got you boots. Let you see what that’s like. If you’re game.”

“I’d like that.”

“Alright then. Get yourself settled in, then wash up and come on downstairs in around an hour. Dinner ought to be ready by then. Bathroom’s two doors down on the right.”

Abel nodded gratefully.

“It’s good to have you here, kiddo, it really is.”

“It’s good to be here,” Abel agreed and genuinely meant it. There was just something on his mind he wasn’t sure how to ask. Red must’ve seen his hesitation.

“What’s the matter?”

“Ummm… I know this is probably a stupid question, but–”

“No such thing as a stupid question, son. If there’s one thing I learned in my life, the only thing stupid about any question is when you don’t ask it. Now what’s on your mind?”

“What am I… I mean, what do I call you?”

“What do you call me? You can call me Red. Everybody does, like I told you.”

“Oh. I thought maybe… I don’t know. Never mind.”

Red sat down on the bed beside him and patted his shoulder. “You thought maybe you were supposed to call me Dad or somethin’?”

“Yeah.”

“Well…” Red scratched at the stubble on his chin a little. “I hope to be your friend, Abel– hope to be more than that, actually, but I’m not your dad, am I?”

“Guess not…” Abel mumbled, picking at a loose thread on the blanket.

“Listen, Margaret and I read your file. We read it more than once. We know all about what happened, and all the heartache you been through. Now that heartache’s behind you, I hope, but I don’t think you’re ever gonna forget the people you lost, and I don’t want you to. Margaret and I, we don’t want to replace them either. So you call me Red, and you call her Margaret, and we’ll take it one day at a time, okay?”

“Okay.” It made sense when he explained it like that. It wouldn’t feel the same calling someone else Dad. Two people could fill the same role and be called different things. It’d probably feel normal in time.

Red gave his hair a ruffle and stood up to give him some time. Abel’s stuff fit into the drawers and closet with plenty of room to spare and he found a little cup for his toothbrush in the bathroom alongside a pile of washcloths. He looked himself over in the mirror as he scrubbed at his face a little. He looked okay, he supposed. The blotchy skin was fading a little– the doctors had told him that would happen, which was good, and they said that once he got outside, got his pasty-white skin a little more color, it’d be even harder for folks to pick up on the fact that he’d been burned. He hoped so. He wanted Margaret to like him the way Red already did, and he could tell she was uncomfortable with his face. He wondered if she knew about the big patch of blotchy skin on his right side. The doctors weren’t so sure that was going to smooth out as he grew. He hoped Margaret wouldn’t freak out when she saw it, though he supposed she probably knew about it already. Red said they’d looked at Abel’s file, they knew everything about him.

Except for the one thing that he hadn’t told any doctor, cop or social worker. None of them knew about the curse.

But there was no reason they ever had to find out about that. The scrapbook was gone, the stories were all in his head, and he was going to keep his mouth shut. Period. End of story, like Dad always used to say.

He hoped.

–

Dinner was not good. The meal was delicious; Mrs. Hill had grilled steaks just like Dad used to do on special occasions, but Abel knew after a few bites he wasn’t going to enjoy it. He couldn’t tell if it was the homesickness or because of the atmosphere of the room. Margaret was unhappy about something and Abel had the feeling that something was him.

Red was trying his best, he was sure. Asking Abel about pretty much everything a kid could be interested, but every time he tried to involve Margaret, the conversation died.

She went to bed, claiming she was tired right before dessert was served, leaving with only a perfunctory kiss to Red’s cheek. His conversational skills seemed to die a little after she left. 

“I know this is a big change for you. Understand it’s a big change for us too. Gonna take some getting used to all around.”

“Yes, sir.”

Red looked like he wanted to say something else for a minute, then shook his head. 

“Think I may call it a night too. Mrs. Hill can show you to the library if you want to do some reading before bed. You might want to call it a night soon too. We get up kind of early around here.”

“Yes, sir.”

Red smiled, but it was a weak smile and for the first time since laying eyes on him that afternoon, Abel thought he looked like an old man. A very tired old man. It made him want to follow his advice and get up to bed as soon as possible.

Bed was easy to get to. Sleep was much harder. The silence bothered him at first. The highway was so far away that there were no passing cars. The nearest town was even further, and all the animals were asleep. It took a while, but he got used to it.

Then there was the yelling. Margaret and Red, somewhere else in the house, shouting at each other just loud enough that he could hear the anger in their words, but not what they were saying.

He was pretty certain though, that he heard his name in there more than once.

#Journey Out Of Darkness #Kane #WWE #WWF #Writing #Fanfic #this chapter is very similar to the OG #except for some very sketchy sentiments towards adoption #but we're really starting to cook with gas now #y'know 10 chapters in

[feyre-darling92]

Captain & Major P.3

Cassian Andor x reader

Hello there. Here’s part 3. Likes and reblogs are always appreciated! Also, feel free to express your thoughts in the comment section. I’m always happy to read your thoughts.

T/W: swearing, blood, injuries, killing, choking, bad writing, let me know if I missed anything

Word Count: 1,4 k

The time had passed and disappointment had started growing when you saw from the corner of your eye a hooded figure sitting next to you.

“The sunrise is beautiful, isn’t it?” you heard his deep voice.

“I prefer the sunset” you replied and nodded at Cassian who waited for confirmation.

He took off his hood and you finally saw his face.

The white hair that was like the snow despite the young of his age and the purple color of his eyes was enough to recognize your old friend.

“Acacius” 

“Y/N” you hugged him and he hugged you back.

“This is Captain Cassian Andor” you introduced him.

“Acacius. Y/N’s friend” he introduced himself.

“We learned that you have important information” the captain spoke with his slightly thick accent.

“Oh, and I will tell you. But first, you must reply to my questions”

There is something off you thought. The way he stood, the way he spoke, that he always had his hand on his blaster ready to shoot. He was supposed to be an ally, not an enemy.

“We weren’t informed about this,” you said suspiciously.

“Oh, yeah. I decided to change the agreement a bit when I learned that the Captain and the Major would come to find me. It doesn’t happen all the time”

You and Cassian exchanged a worried look but before you could react you felt a blaster pointed at you and assumed Cassian had too.

“Now, you and your charming friend will follow me like nothing has happened before I decide to shoot you. Understood, love?” he leaned in and whispered so only you could hear.

 The son of a bitch, he betrayed you! How could he?

You had fought alongside in many battles and dedicated your life to the rebellion. At least you had.

You got out of the bar and turned to a dark alley.

“What are we doing now, boss?” the man who was holding Cassian asked.

Acacius started giving orders in a language you weren’t familiar with. In the meanwhile, you and Cassian had made a plan. The idiot hadn’t realized that you still had your blasters so when you found the perfect moment you would perform the great escape.

He seemed distracted enough by giving orders and Cassian gave you the sign.

You took your blaster and shot Cassian’s guard, him doing the same. You shot the two others and began to run when five more appeared. You started shooting but felt the coolness of metal hitting you in your head. 

You fell to the ground slowly losing consciousness. You heard Cassian shouting your name in the distance but it was too late.

-------------------- Cassian’s Pov

Fuck, fuck, this was a trap

I saw her falling to the ground and even though I shouted her name I never got a response.

Great

“Drop your blaster. Or you’ll end up like her”

I did as they said slowly placing my blaster on the ground. Had they shot her? Panic rose inside of me, the last thing I wanted was to lose my partner.

Partner or something more? A voice inside me asked but now was not the time. 

“What did you do to her?”

“Don’t worry, Captain. She will be awake in a couple of hours” Acacius said and ordered them to take her. They blindfolded me and we left.

We had been together for four hours and we had already been betrayed and captured. Usually, I would have stopped trusting her by the moment she tried to convince K2 to stay. But she was somehow different.

And I didn’t like that.

-----------------------------Y/N’s Pov

You opened your eyes, groaning in pain. You touched the back of your head only to feel blood on your fingers.

“Here, take this” You heard Cassian and turned to face him. 

He was sitting in the corner, his back against the wall. You remembered what had happened and tried to stay calm.

You took the fabric he offered you and muttered a thank you, not quite sure if he’d heard you.

“So, what do we do now?” you asked leaning against the wall for support. You were now locked in a cell, unarmed, with guards everywhere.

“Oh, I don’t know, why don’t you ask your friend?” he said annoyed.

“Great. Shall I remind you that he betrayed me as well?”

“You were supposed to know him better. He’s your friend”

“Was my friend”

“Still”

“If you care to know, he contacted the rebellion directly, they didn’t find him through me. I hadn’t heard from him for years”

“Either way, you know how to pick your friends” he murmured.

“If you want to sit here and throw accusations at me, that’s fine. But I don’t want to stay here any longer, especially with you”

“You are free to go. If you of course make it out alive. But alive or not, I will continue this mission. Understood?” He was now only a few inches away from you, your height difference forcing you to lift your head to look him in the eyes.

“Understood. But I don’t promise I won’t kill you if you get on my nerves”

He smirked, “all threats and no actions”

“You wouldn’t like to see what I am capable of”

“I would like to try”

“I-” you began but you were interrupted by the crackling sound of the key against the lock.

Two guards entered and tied your hands, ordering you to follow them. You did as you were told, walking past other cells and corridors until you finally stopped in front of a metal door.

The guards opened it and pushed you in, locking the door behind you.

You observed the room. It was dark and small, Acacius was sitting on a chair in the middle, and five others were next to him.

We were forced to our knees by two guards.

The sick bastard had planned this from the beginning.

“So, Captain and Major. The two famous rebels. I’ll get straight into the point. What are you planning?” he asked.

“Like we’ll ever tell you. Traitor” you hissed and he got up. He stood in front of you and grabbed your hair, forcing you to face him. “Say that again, darling? Do you want to do this the hard way?”

“You can certainly try, but the only thing you’ll achieve is your place in the jail. Do you think we didn’t understand that you are an imperial spy?”

“And what if I am? You won’t live to tell others”

“They’ve already been informed”. Cassian was bluffing but it was working.

“I asked you a question. What is the Rebellion planning?”

“Are you deaf?” Cassian smiled but Acacius kicked him in the stomach.

“You’re out of options, Captain. Tell us or we’ll have to force the words out of your mouth” he grabbed him by the neck and lifted him, choking him.

“Let him go” you screamed. “He doesn’t know anything. They trusted only me with the information. He doesn’t know anything, he came with me for the killing part”

Lies, too many lies. If he found out you were dead.

You didn't know why you reacted that way. But you couldn’t let him kill Cassian.

Acacius let him fall to the ground, nodding to the guards to take him away.

“Then it’s just you and me” he took out his knife. At least he was too idiot to understand your lie.

He grabbed your arm and carved a line along with it. The pain was harsh and tears came into your eyes. 

You didn't let the pain stop you when you grabbed the knife from his hand and pressed it against his throat.

Shoots were fired by Cassian and all the guards were dead along with the men Acacius was accompanied with. 

"What do you know about the new weapon?" you pressed the knife even harder.

"The plans are on the-" he was chocking but not by you. Blood had started trickling from his eyes and mouth.

"No, no, no, don't die now" you murmured. "Tell me!"

"Alexander Schmidt, he-he has the plans" he finally said and then his heart stopped beating.

Cassian stood next to you. 

"What are we doing now?"

"We find Mister Schmidt and the plans" you replied not taking your eyes from Acacius. 

Your "old friend".

"But first, we get the hell out of here"

#cassian andor x reader #cassian andor x you #rogue one x reader #star wars x reader #feyre-darling92 #feyre darling92 #my story #my fic #my writing #fanfic #starwars fanfic

[reaperkiller]

entire hearts section for seb blease <3

TEE HEE

💓 BEATING HEART - what gets their heart racing?

if he's in love then literally Everything they do would make him go insane. especially any sort of physical contact/closeness. laughter. if it's at something he said, then he is exploding and dying internally a thousand times. he has to sit down. it is all Too Much for him.

💘 HEART W/ ARROW - what traits do they look for in a relationship? do they believe in love at first sight?

he thought he did but then That relationship ending in cheating and a divorce so he very quickly gave up on that as a concept. above all else, the most important thing he would look for is Trust. people have cheated too many times and he does NOT have the time for it anymore. it's very hard for him to trust people in general after that, so for someone to gain his trust, especially so early on in meeting one another, that would be a very good sign. BUT. if they broke that trust at any point. well. basically you wouldn't want to do that. Good Luck!

💗 GROWING HEART - if they have a crush, is it noticable? what changes when they're in love?

it is very noticeable to literally everyone that isn't him. so when he finally comes clean about having a crush he is So upset and surprised that everyone already knew. sad pathetic little man moments. he wants to spend as much time with them as possible. be as close to them as he can without it being weird. if they touch him then well. again. he is going to be SO flustered byt he is trying so hard to hide it. is he doing a good job?? it depends on whether or not they notice. he's also a lot happier than usual, sings way more than he used to. generally just a more Welcoming vibe all around. also very giggly. very important. VERY important.

❤️ RED HEART - their love language(s)?

physical touch and words of affrmation 10000% he is not very good at putting his [romantic] feelings into words but his partner is absolutely getting showered in compliments and kisses at any given moment.

💙 BLUE HEART - do they miss their s/o easily? how do they act when their s/o isn't around?

YES!!! HE DOES!! SO MUCH!!! he's a lot more reserved and just. Sad. like he gets on with it but he has no one to hug or kiss goodnight and he gets very ): about it. he loves hugs so much so when he can't give them?? he is in Shambles. he gets SO excited about any texts and calls they have while the s/o is away, so that makes his day a LOT better. and when they're back??? he is like a little puppy he CANNOT stay still. he is running around and jumping.

💚 GREEN HEART - what things make your oc feel comforted? hugs, kisses, food?

HUGS!! DEFINITELY HUGS. sometimes he just needs to be held. all the time actually. someone please hold him. the closeness,, the physical contact,, just knowing that someone's there with him?? it makes him feel so much better. if you have to comfort him for whatever reason he is giving you the tightest hug you have ever received in your life. a kiss also wouldnt hurt. a few even. Or Perhaps Many.

💖 SPARKLING HEART - are they a subtle or a showy lover?

very subtle at first bc he is SO flustered by literally anything he physically cannot function. but once he gets over that [which never really happens he can just. handle it a bit better <3] he is SO showy [what he feels is showy] with everything. you are being picked up and spun around. Hand Holding. in public no less!! it may not be much but he's very happy about it at least. he loves holding hands. anytime he does he has the Biggest smile on his face.

💌 LOVE LETTER - do they like love letters? what kind of messages do they leave for their partner?

a love letter would turn him into a puddle instantly. he would start crying. he wouldn't be able to do anything for the rest of the day. so in love and SO surprised by it that it wipes him out for at least 24 hours. he deserves so many love letters. please give him more. he always leaves good morning texts. and a few throughout the day that are always written like HELLO HI HELLO I LOVE YOU!!!! (: (: (: (: <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 he HAS to let you know. so often. every day. GOODNIGHT TEXTS AS WELL. every single message he sends when theyre apart has no less than 6 hearts at a time. he needs to make sure he got the point across.

💔 BROKEN HEART - what could their partner do that would absolutely break their heart?

cheating. dying. lying. you know. the usual!!! or like, if it wasnt exactly heartbvreak, but something that would make him very sad?? if they were in pain and didnt tell him for whatever reason. he would become a puddle of sadness. he just wants them to be ok SO bad he would literally do anything

#oc seb #exploding bc of this man

[ghost-party]

Thanks for commissioning me, @stellar-lunee​! Here’s your Attack on Titan matchup.

I’ve matched you with... Hange!

MBTI Compatibility

You and Hange are both ENTPs. This type is known as the Debater. ENTPs are more extroverted, and they’re often perceived as bold, quick-witted, and unafraid to speak their mind. They usually enjoy lively conversations and challenging others’ ideas, but they don’t do so with ill intent. Even though ENTPs thrive on lively debates, they’re playful rather than mean-spirited.

Because ENTPs have so much in common, it’s easy for them to develop a sense of mutual trust in a relationship. Discussions between them are always engaging, and they’re never at a loss for things to talk about. Relationships with two ENTP partners tend to initially spark from an intellectual connection, such as a shared interest or passion.

ENTPs can speak openly with one another and not worry about offending the other. Some jest that one of the love languages in this pairing may be sarcasm, at least at times. More than anything, because of their similarities, these two partners know each other’s minds and can anticipate their respective needs. This can greatly strengthen the bonds of their relationship.

Astrological Compatibility

Aries are known for being more impulsive, and their courage and determination are second to none. They generally make trustworthy allies, and you can count on them to be a positive force in your life.

Hange is a Virgo. This sign is known to be stubborn and independent, as well as observant and kind. Virgos are quick thinkers, and while they’re often labeled as being uptight, this does not apply to Hange. 

While some might call them incompatible, Aries and Virgo have tremendous potential in a romantic relationship. Virgos tend to be pigeonholed as shy and contemplative when it comes to meeting new people. But Hange is very outgoing and quick to learn more about others. This makes them more compatible with your Aries sign.

What’s important is consistent open communication so that neither sign feels neglected or unfulfilled. Both signs thrive on helping others and being there for their friends, and this love and loyalty can be applied tenfold in a romantic relationship. Virgo may sometimes err more on the practical side of things, in opposition to Aries’ impulsivity. But these opposing attitudes can balance one another well.

Headcanons

•  Hange always makes time for you, knowing it’s important for your relationship but also one of your love languages. Whether it’s taking an afternoon off work or planning a long vacation, giving you both something to look forward to, you can count on them to prioritize you in their life. They also love physical touch, especially hugs. Depending on your comfortability level, they’ll happily hug you close in public and scatter kisses over your face, or maybe just hold your hand or place theirs on the small of your back, reminding you they’re there.

•  Although they can easily get distracted or lost in their work, Hange makes a concerted effort to be reliable. If you ask them to be there for you, they won’t hesitate to make it happen, so matter what it takes. That being said, they’re not overly doting and completely understand when you need some space. You never have to worry about truly offending them. They think independence is healthy in all relationships, platonic or romantic. But no matter what, they will always be your biggest cheerleader, giving you a supportive push when needed but never pushing too hard.

•  They’re delighted by your sarcasm, and the two of you frequently engage in spirited conversations and debates. They also greatly admire your empathy, being very aware that many people lack such a gift. Hange adores your big heart and ability to connect with people. It’s one of the many things that drew them to you in the first place. And your adventurous nature pairs perfectly with theirs. They occasionally make plans, but there’s something about spontaneity that really gets them excited, and they’re always down for trying new things.

•  You’re both athletic and like to keep moving, though Hange’s interests tend to vary from week to week. From rock climbing to dodgeball to fencing, they cycle through interests depending on their mood and how much of a challenge they’re seeking. It’s always fun to see which new, exciting thing has grabbed their attention. If you want to join an intramural team with them, or even just compete one-on-one, they’ll be thrilled. They have a strong competitive streak, but it’s the thrill of it that they crave — not necessarily winning.

•  As with their extracurricular activities, what Hange reads often depends on their mood, and your shared apartment is littered with a variety of scientific texts, memoirs, popular thrillers, heavy fantasy tomes, and spicy romance books. They, too, enjoy a good, steamy enemies-to-lovers tale, so the two of you can have your own little book club, reading your separate copies on either side of the couch, listening to each other’s reactions and debriefing in between chapters.

•  Hange enjoys both traveling and staying at home. Any destination you can come up with, they’re eager to explore alongside you. They’re the type to keep a world map in their home office, placing different colored pins on places you’ve been and places you want to go. They prefer warmer climates to colder ones, but despite that, if you have your heart set on a snowy locale, they’ll compile a list of ski resorts, cozy cabins, and must-see attractions. When staying at home, their high energy takes a backseat as they relax and enjoy their downtime with you.

•  Speaking of being homebodies, one of their favorite things to do after a long week is order your favorite takeout, throw on some comfy clothes, and plan out a TV binging session or a movie marathon. They talk fairly often while watching things, but they’re tactful, usually timing their exclamations or amusing comments with lulls in the dialogue or action. Fantasy is one of their favorite genres. (They’re actually a DM for an ongoing Dungeons & Dragons campaign.) But they also get a kick out of horror movies. You have yet to find one that truly spooks them.

•  One way that Hange’s spontaneity manifests is through surprises both big and small. Sometimes it’s picking up a snack or beverage you recently mentioned craving, or tracking down a collectible or hard-to-find item you’ve been trying to snag in online auctions. Other times, it’s leaving you a note telling you to wear something fancy and then taking you on a whirlwind date with multiple stops, none of which you can fully anticipate. More than anything, they long to bring you joy and make you smile.

Drabble

“Ooh! I’ve never seen one this close before!” Hange exclaims, crouching down in front of the glass. They’ve nearly pressed their face against it, now eye-to-eye with a very large Komodo dragon.

“I should hope not.” Levi’s comment is dry as he crosses his arms and watches. “Those things run faster than people do.”

Erwin, standing in front of the colorful sign detailing facts about the creature, recites, “‘They can run up to thirteen miles per hour, for short bursts of time.’”

Levi shrugs. “Alright, close enough.”

The four of you are on a double date at the zoo, having registered for an after-hours event reserved for adults only. Erwin is carrying a plastic cup of beer, while Hange already finished theirs and has since moved on to a fruity cocktail with a paper umbrella hanging off the side.

They nearly slosh half of it onto the floor as they grab your hand and tug you down to join them. It’s been entertaining, watching them practically skip from one enclosure to the next. They were giddy when the lion came right up to the glass and bared its teeth, and when they decided to mimic the sounds of two tropical parrots, they caused quite a ruckus in response. Erwin joked that they had just started a human-bird war.

Now, they pull you close and nod at the monstrous lizard. “Isn’t it so cool?”

You’re too busy looking at them to take in the sight of the lounging beast. Their eyes seem to glimmer in the low light of the reptile house, their smile a sight that always makes your heart beat just a little faster. And their hold on your hand is firm but gentle, their thumb tracing over your knuckles, as it always does.

“Very cool,” you finally answer, still gazing only at them.

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[wrathbackup]

Today I woke up.

Out of boredom, I wanted to try something new.

I jumped.

I didn't think it would happen seriously.

But I went to sleep that night and woke up the next day. Nothing seemed out of the ordinary either; just a few weird things here and there.

My mom told me to clean my brother's room as he was finally returning home after a good 3 years of being away.

I assumed she was still hung up on the past cuz no way he was coming back.

But it wasn't the case and I was wrong.

Apparently after his motorcycle speeding stunt. He wanted to take a trip abroad to reflect on himself and do voluntary service work; it's been 3 years since then. And dad was more than willing to let him fix himself up.

I was supposed to know that.

But the issue is.

I didn't know that he took a trip abroad. 

From what I remember, he died on the spot.

He hasn't existed in my life since then.

I remember mom putting his ashes next to my grandparents.

I remember attending the funeral service.

I wasn't particularly close to him. But my dad was upset that he lost his eldest son.

And mom was crying her eyes out.

I was supposed to be taking finals that day.

But I ended up missing the very test that would make or break my grade.

And when I took that test after all that happened on a make-up day.

There was no sympathy from teachers whatsoever.

I failed.

I lost a family member and I got held back a year. 

I thought I could get back to normal as soon as I got my footing back on track.

But I had no motivation to do anything.

I resented my teachers.

I resented my parents for holding me back on an important day.

And I resented my brother for being a suicidal idiot.

Mom signed me up for cram school and tutoring but all I got was judgment from my peers.

There were rumors spreading about me.

Rumors that I was involved in crime, illegal skirmishes and that my brother was part of a gang.

It wasn't even true.

He had delinquent friends but they were never gang members or whatever that bullshit is.

All I remember was drinking a glass of water to test some silly thing I heard about on the internet cause I had way too much time on my hands.

But he returned home that night.

 And to my surprise apparently everything I knew about our relationship was wrong.

I studied every nook and cranny of the damn house.

The ashes weren’t even his. It was our old cat next to our grandparents' urns.

We never had pets though...

Apparently I've been messaging my brother ever since he left. I was in more confusion as I went through our message history. We were supposed to be friendly I guess.

There were albums in my dresser of our childhood photos. I remember having this album, but some of these photos were straight up not real. I swear they never happened.

I had no memories of them.

Everything I knew about my life seemed to be completely rewritten.

My awareness of the reality I had was suddenly mixed in with this new one.

This felt like some sick TV show prank.

And all of this happened because of some water? Is that right?

My brother greeted us warmly with hugs. It was so weird. He gave me a huge pat on the head and messed with my hair.

He said he was glad to be back; he had a bunch of photos to show us. Souvenirs and some notes relating to Dad's research.

I avoided him for the rest of the waking hours.

Pondering when I should find my way out.

Well, spoiler.

I stayed there for 5 months at most. And left after an incident where he drank too much beer at a family gathering.

He came into my room with a bat accusing me of being a body snatcher. 

I thought I was good at playing along this entire time. I studied all the memories I had available!

I know he was drunk but somewhere deep down he knew I was an imposter.

That wasn't going to fly for the rest of the year. It creeped me out whether or not he was in the right senses.

So

I jumped again.

And this time I just wanted a life of solitude where everyone left me alone. 

But what I got this time were estranged parents. Trust issues.

A distant brother who bullied me in childhood.

A house cat that was still alive but unfriendly.

While I enjoyed my solitude for quite a while. I was getting bored.

And for some reason I still feel a huge sense of guilt just being around too long.

I am me. But I am an imposter no matter where I go.

I was thinking of jumping a third time.

If this continues I might have to become an aimless wanderer.

That isn't too bad I guess.

When I awoke again in the next life.

I was reveling in new information.

I lived in a bigger house and we had a house cat that was friendly.

My grandparents were still alive and well.

I had a brother who was distant but there seemed to be no animosity between us. 

A friend who was a crossdresser...or something like that? Oh! And I attended a private academy...! My family in this universe seems pretty rich.

I was mapping out all this information, quickly recording everything I remember including the stuff I was currently receiving on the spot, in my notebook.

But-

Dad called me while I was scribbling all this stuff down on the way to school.

He told me that my brain waves weren't normal and were behaving weirdly. The activity was irregular.

He said he dispatched some people who were gonna come get me.

I began to fear that my plan to be an aimless wanderer, might come to end. I got dragged away in a van, kidnapped right off the streets right then and there.

I screwed up.

I should've stayed where I was.

A life of solitude and loneliness was better than being monitored 24/7 by some manic science researcher.

who also happened to be my dad.

[healpeony]

𝐏𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐀𝐎𝐓 𝐆𝐔𝐘𝐒.

𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬; Eren Jaeger, Armin Arlert, Jean Kirschtein, Porco Galliard, Levi Ackerman.

𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲; you pulling different tik tok pranks on some aot guys.

𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬; crack, suggestive 18+, different emotions, light impact play (only for Armin's), profane.

𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐬; I'm going to make a part 2 with other characters. Also the gender of the reader is neutral, I'm so sorry if I refer to them as a female by accident!

𝐭𝐚𝐠𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭; @mallang

Masterlist

𝐄𝐑𝐄𝐍 𝐉𝐀𝐄𝐆𝐄𝐑

𝐛𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐤 𝐮𝐩 𝐩𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐤; in this prank person 1 pretends to break up with person 2 to see how person 2 reacts.

— You had to start earlier on the day by just ignoring him or not really giving him attention (since this man knows every prank on the book)

— Eren is really dramatic, so you would've expected him to react that way. obviously that doesn't happen in this situation

— You set a camara on a coffee table right behind a pot of flowers

— You were sitting next to him on the couch watching Netflix and that's when you decided to start the prank...

— “Eren..”

Eren looked at you from the corner of his eye, he was really weird out by the way you were acting earlier since you don't really act that way, and it's now that you decided to give him attention? right when the best part of the movie was about to happen

“wait a minute, baby” he told you, his attention returning to the television

“Eren this is important.” you took a deep breath trying to add a dramatic effect “I want to break up with you”

Eren jumped with a big smile on his face “Oh my gosh! did you see tha—” the words stopped coming out of his mouth as his smile dropped when he processed your words

“what..?”

“i'm sorry, Eren. Everything has just been different, it just doesn't feel like it used to be”

Eren's eyes were watering at your words,  what had happened to you both?

“Was it me? I...I bet it was my stupid overprotective self, I'm so sorry, baby. I promise that if you give me another chance, I will do better.” he pleaded grabbing both of your hands in his, kneeling infront of you on the couch

The way his voice was cracking was breaking your heart, but you wanted to go on for just a little more.

“Eren you don't get it, this is the problem, You're always trying to change decisions that I make or you just don't take my opinion on things at all and I'm tired of it!” you took your hands away from his and stood up, giving him your back so he doesn't see you breaking character

“Ohh... I'm—I'm really sorry for making you feel that way. If you want I.. I can leave”

— that's enough

— You would turn around only to find Eren looking down, his body trembling

— “Eren, baby. Look at me, it was just a prank” you laughed pointing towards the camara

— He would stay still for a moment, looking up at you with a tear still running down his cheek, before he chuckled and pushed you

— “Don't ever do that to me again, I thought I was about to lose you...”

— please hug him!

— After this he just has to teach you a lesson for scaring him like that 👀

— “You should've really thought about the consequences of your little prank”

𝐀𝐑𝐌𝐈𝐍 𝐀𝐑𝐋𝐄𝐑𝐓

𝐲𝐚𝐰𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐝𝐮𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐬𝐞𝐱; during sex person 1 is going to act unsatisfied and would pick the right moment to yawn to see person's 2 reaction.

— The blonde man isn't one to be fooled easily, he's smart as hell and can read people (especially you) like a book

— Armin was soo confused, what was he doing wrong?

— You seem to not be getting any pleasure from the way his moving his hips against yours

— You were trying hard to hold your tongue and not moan

— It was difficult since Armin really knew how to hit that sensitive spot inside of you

— When he started to go faster was when you decided to do it

You stretched your arms and let out a yawn while Armin's eyes widened looking down at you, stopping his movement

“did you just yawned?” he furrowed his eyebrows

your eyes widened with a fake apologetic look

“i'm so sorry Armin, it's just that you're not really hitting that spot today” you whispered

this man was deeply hurt, so he was doing something wrong

he was about to apologise and promise to do better when he remembered Jean talking about this exact same prank last month

Armin clenched his jaw, his now narrowed blue eyes looking down at you.

they were soo intimidating sometimes.

you laughed realizing that he knew, well at least you tried

“sorry Armin”

— oh oh.. You were in for it

“You think that you can just play with me like that?”

— His hand would come in contact with your cheek, not enough to leave a bruise but enough to leave a burning feeling there

“You fool”

— Good luck walking the entire week!

𝐉𝐄𝐀𝐍 𝐊𝐈𝐑𝐒𝐂𝐇𝐓𝐄𝐈𝐍

𝐜𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐛𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝐧𝐚𝐦𝐞; in this prank person 1 calls person 2 someone else's name to see their reaction to it.

— Jean.. oh this man is a blessing..

— He trusts you and you know it, but he can't help but let his jealousy take over him sometimes

— So you know what his reaction most likely will be

— You were sitting with him in the balcony. He was finishing a painting he's been working on for a while when you decided to do the prank

— You positioned the camera in an angle where it would take in Jeans reaction, and you had to be be careful to not attract his attention to yourself

— You stood up walking behind him, wrapping your arms around his middle

“Jean, are you almost done?” you asked him resting your chin on his back knowing how much he hated that

“Yeah, baby. You can stay there is comfortable, but can you take your chin off my back.” he politely asked turning his head slightly to look at you

“Why? You love when I do this, Eren”

— Frozen. That's his reaction to you calling him Eren's name.

“Did you just call me Eren?”

— This man took your arms off of him and turned to looked at you with a hurt look

“Do you do stuff like this with him?”

“no, no baby it's just a prank. see?” you told him pointing to the camera

— please apologize

— He will want to hold you and not let you go after this

— He's precious. Protect him. Is your new job.

𝐏𝐎𝐑𝐂𝐎 𝐆𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐈𝐀𝐑𝐃

𝐭𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐲𝐨𝐮'𝐫𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐨𝐨𝐝; Person 1 tells person 2 this out of nowhere to see their response.

— Porco is a horny man, you know it

— You set up the phone camera infront of the tv while you and him sat a little away from it (enough for him to not notice your phone)

— You both were eating fruit together when you told him

“Porco, I'm in the mood”

— This man choked on the piece of mango he had on his mouth

Porco grabbed the water bottle next to him and took a gulp of it

“Right now?” he asked “where is this coming from?”

“You looked really hot licking that mango”

The hazel eyed boy smirked, winking at you

“Sure I'll give you what you want, come on”

— Porco started to stand up when you couldn't hold your laugh in anymore

“I'm joking, it's just a prank”

— My dude just stood there looking from your phone to you before rolling his eyes

“You can ask someone else for dick this entire week, I ain't giving you nothing”

— start apologizing. now.

— he might forgive you

𝐋𝐄𝐕𝐈 𝐀𝐂𝐊𝐄𝐑𝐌𝐀𝐍

𝐜𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐚 𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝; in this prank person 1 calls person 2 infront of other people/another person to see their reaction.

— Levi is really calm, he doesn't care what you refer to him as long as it let others know that you're romantically together

— So he won't appreciate you referring to him as a friend in public

— You were both at a restaurant talking about what you guys wanted to order, when you decided to do this prank

— You were praying that this man didn't embarrass you infront of everyone

"Hello, do you already know what you would like to order?" the waitress asked looking at you both with a kind smile

"Yes, I would like the chicken alfredo pasta and my friend would like the same thing” you smiled back at her

“Any drinks?”

“Wine for me. they would like water.” Levi answered

“Your dinner would be here in a few minutes” with that said she left

— The look Levi gave you was scary

“Didn't you say that you weren't drinking tonight?”

he ignored you question, asking one of his own “Why did you say that?”

“Say what?” you played dumb

“That I'm just a friend.”

“ohh... I'm sorry, it just slipped” you gave him a awkward smile trying to not laugh

“It's this one of your little pranks?”

At that you let out a snort before full on laughing

“you damn brat, you do this bullshit and I'll break up with you. I wouldn't even think about being your friend” he said rolling his eyes

“sure, when I do this again you will be my husband! And I'm not signing a divorce” you joked

— You didn't see it, but Levi had a small smile in his face, his hand grabbing the small box in his pocket

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[bucky-barnes-diaries]

The Office

Pairing; CEO+Dad’s Best Friend!Bucky Barnes x Female!Reader

Summary; You and Bucky fuck for the very first time in his office at the company’s building.

Word Count; 4574

Warnings; NSFW, 18+, Minors DNI, undefined age-gap, “cheating”, language, cursing, Sir!kink, dirty talk, pet names, slight degradation, hair pulling, oral (male receiving), face-fucking, spitting, fingering, teasing, orgasm denial, unprotected sex, creampie, mention of bodily fluids.

Authors Note; I can’t get enough of CEO+DBF!Bucky so this will be the first of many fics like this! I hope people will like it and be interested in more! Jesus I need to bathe in holy water now. Hope you all enjoy <3

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Bucky had begun texting you while sitting in a meeting with your dad and some of the company's other employees. You weren't doing anything important, just at home reading a book, so you were more than happy to text back and forth with him. The meeting was relatively standard and straightforward, it wasn't too much of an importance, so it allowed Bucky to talk with you without feeling guilty while the rest of them sorted out the details. Once in a while, he would chime in with his views and opinions. The text messages were pretty innocent, to begin with. The standard “hello” and “what you are up to” was exchanged between the two of you before more of the dirtier stuff ensued.

You thought about it for a second before you sent him an answer. You and Bucky had started fucking around a few weeks ago. You had met him when your parents had friends and colleagues over for a grand party like they had most of the time. You had just moved back home after living on your own in another city for three years, so this was your first time seeing Bucky in person. You had heard a lot about him and seen pictures when he started working with your dad, and they had formed a tight friendship, but you had never met him in person. He was even more handsome than what the pictures could show when you got introduced to him, and you had started to take a liking to him instantly. He had done as well because not even a week after you met, you and he had started a relationship. To begin with, it was only fucking around, but as the weeks went by, you felt like there may be more to it; sparks were felt between the two of you. None of you had done anything about it yet, mainly because it wouldn’t be received well by the public, your family most likely would disapprove and because of his wife Natalie and her whole family.

Which you didn’t find wrong at all that he was “cheating” on her with you. They both hated each other’s guts and would more than anything like getting a divorce. Bucky had told you that she had cheated on him multiple times, and he had done as well with her, but they played the happy couple when they were out in public because of their families. They got married at a very young age because their families are rich and powerful and wanted their kids to get together, so they are now stuck in this toxic relationship together. But soon, you and Bucky would have to decide where the next step of the relationship would go. Would you continue to sneak around, or would you form a proper relationship and come out for the whole wide world? It was only a matter of time before you needed to decide.

You and he would primarily meet up on neutral grounds. In his car or a hotel but on a few occasions, you had fucked in his or your parent's house in your room. This would be the first time you had done it where he worked; you assumed it would be in his office. It would be risky, but the thought about him taking you hard against every surface had your thighs clenching in need of him.

A soft whimper escaped your parted lips at his promise to fuck your brains out. He was never afraid to be direct with you about his needs and feelings. He always meant what he said, and that was one of your favorite things about him. You could always trust that he would be true to his words.

It would take you about 30 minutes to get over there, so you needed to leave right now. You did a quick freshen up before you called a taxi to get you over to the company’s building. Being in the car gave you time to think this through. You weren't sure how you and he would pull this off. Everyone would see if you entered his office and then wonder what was taking so long and what in the hell you guys were doing in there. In their eyes, you and Bucky weren't even friends. You barely spoke with one another when other people were around, as not to raise any suspicion. For them, you were the boss's daughter while Bucky was his partner, and nothing was going on between you two; besides, Bucky had his “loving” wife, Natalie.

The building stood tall as you arrived. Clouds were teasing rain, and it was a bit cold. The skirt you were wearing made your body chilly, but you kept it on for Bucky's sake. You looked up at the structure before you went through the main entrance. The security guards and the workers at the reception greeted you as everyone was well aware of who you were. You all greeted them with a smile as you walked towards the elevators. Entering the elevator, you became impatient as it took its time to travel up the floors to the main offices in the building. Your legs were uneasy as you shifted your weight from one foot to the other. A thin layer of sweat formed on your hairline as you came up with scenarios with how you and Bucky could get caught. You shook your head, trying to get those thoughts down. You trusted Bucky, and besides, this was something you wanted to try out.

When you arrived at the floor, and the door slid open, you saw your dad, Bucky, and some of the employees coming out of one of the conference rooms. The meeting must have just finished. As you walked over, you tried to put on a smile to mask your nervousness. None of them had seen you yet, except for Bucky. He had you in his sight out of the corner of his eye, a slight smirk on his face as he saw you strutting over. You came to stand between him and your dad.

Bucky couldn’t have been more subtle with staring you up and down; your dad was standing right there after all. His tongue darting out between his lips to wet them, clearly having an image on his head about you bent over at his mercy.

“Hi, dad! Mr. Barnes, it's nice to see you again.”

Bucky gave you a simple nod of his head, acting like he isn't just about to have his way with you in his office with your dad not having a clue about what a whore his sweet and innocent daughter is, “pleasure seeing you again.”

“Sweetheart,” your dad gave you a one-arm hug as he had a smile on his face at his daughter visiting him at work, “what are you doing here?”

“I was in the area and thought I could drop by before moving on with my day.”

“Aw, honey. I wish I could spend some time with you, but we have a meeting again in 30 minutes.”

“It's alright, dad. I'm on my way out again anyways. Have some errands to run,” you lied.

“Excuse me, sweetheart.” He turned to say something to the others. While everyone had their attention on your dad, you turned slightly towards Bucky to give him a “chill out” look. The outfit you were wearing had him on edge and excited to have you in his office as soon as possible. Since the crowd was paying attention to your dad, it allowed Bucky to give you some instructions. He leaned in a little closer to you, but not too close in case someone saw.

“Here,” he slipped you his card, the card for the private elevator he had that went from the parking lot and up to his office, “take the elevator. No one is going to see you. Also, I want you to have your panties off before you come upstairs. You got it?”

You swallowed down the lump in your throat. Your body felt hot and warm. The palms of your hands had a thin layer of sweat on them as you took the card from him. Your heart was hammering against your chest. This was really about to happen.

“Y-yes, Sir.”

“Good girl.”

Like clockwork, your dad turned around towards you again just as Bucky leaned away from your body. “Well, I'll see you when I get home later, sweetheart.” He went to hug you again, and you returned the action.

“Bye, dad. Bye, Mr. Barnes, I'll see you around.”

Everyone said their goodbyes to you before you left. You went out of the building and around it to where the cars went down into the parking lot. Once down there, you made sure that no one was around to see you before you scanned the card for the elevator. The journey up to his office gave you the opportunity to take your panties off. You held them in your hand as you almost bounced up and down in fear and excitement for what was in store for you when you reached his floor.

When the elevator reached the office, and the doors opened, you saw that Bucky was waiting for you, his back facing you. He was staring out the big windows that decorated almost his entire office room.

“Did you take your panties off as I told you to do?”

“Yes.”

“Good.”

He turned around so he could be met with you. His tongue wetting his lips as he beckoned with his finger for you to come over to him, “get over here now.” Not even thinking for another second, you were quick to stand by his side by the window, waiting for further instructions he had to give you.

“Give them to me,” the palm of his hand was held out for you to hand them over to him. With shaking hands, you handed them over, and he opened his suit jacket to put them in the inside pocket so he could keep a hold of them.

“Is someone going to come in?”

“Shh,” his hand came to caress the side of your face—his thumb stroking your cheek. The simple action had you relax a tiny bit. “Don't worry. I locked the door, and besides, I told them not to disturb me. Do you trust me?”

“I do, Bucky. With my life.”

“Well then,” his finger pointed down to the floor, and you knew immediately what he was getting at, “get down on your knees for me.”

In front of the window of all things?! For everyone to see? But frankly, you didn't care. Let them see it all. You would give them all a good show. Besides, they wouldn't be able to know that it's you because the next building over was some distance away. All you cared about was to have his dick in your mouth right now and nothing else.

Like second nature, you quickly sank on your knees where you had spent more than once worshiping his cock, and this wouldn't be the last one either. He looked down at you, his eyes dark with desire at you being so easily submissive to him. His tongue peeked out from his mouth at you on your knees for him.

His thumb traced your lips as his other hand was palming the bulge in his pants. You granted him access into your mouth as you sucked and swirled your tongue on his digit.

“I can't wait to have your lips wrapped around me, kitten. Do you want me to fuck your mouth?”

You nodded your head and released his thumb from your mouth, “please, Bucky, I want it so bad.”

Your eyes followed his hands, your lips parted, as he undid his belt and pulled down his suit pants along with his underwear. Coming face to face with his dick, ready to be sucked by you. You wrapped your hand around his shaft and looked up at him through your lashes, waiting so that he could give your permission at proceeding, knowing how much he loved it when you waited for him to provide you with a green light.

“Suck it, baby girl.”

You opened your mouth to swirl your tongue around his head before you wrapped your lips around him so you could suck on his mushroom tip, your tongue teasing him. You could see that he was becoming impatient, so you engulfed him halfway through while massaging his balls in your hand. The action had his hand fist in your hair, making a gasp being sounded against him by you, as an exhale of satisfaction escaped him.

He needed more, so with the help of his hand in your hair, he pushed his dick further into your mouth till the tip of him reached the back of your throat, making you gag around him. The vibrations from your mouth had him shiver all over. Your eyes were watering as saliva started coming out the side of your mouth. Looking directly up into his eyes as you took whatever was left of him the best you could and bobbed your head on him, watching as his eyes struggled to stay open to watch how good you were taking him down your throat.

“F-fuck. That's so good, baby. You love sucking my cock don't you, pretty girl, hm? Such a good girl for me, aren't you?”

His dirty talk turned you on, and all you wanted to do was touch yourself at his words. You released him from your hold. Saliva was hanging from your mouth, and his dick was glistening all in it. Your hand jerked him off so you could answer his question, your voice almost like honey as you spoke. The wetness from you made it easy to glide your hand effortlessly on him.

“Yes, Sir.”

A deep groan was sounded from within his chest at the nickname he loved to be called by you. You on your knees so pretty and messy for him had his dick twitch in your grasp.

“Good, baby. Look at you. Such a beautiful mess for me, kitten.”

“Only for you, Sir.”

His head leaned back some as you took him in your mouth again. Your mouth is an expert at taking the whole of him. “Fuck, I'm gonna cum. Do you want me to cum in your mouth, baby girl?” He asked while slowly thrusting his length in and out of it. All you could do was moan, letting him know that you wanted to taste him.

He picked up his speed and fucked your mouth, making you gag around him each time his tip tickled the back of your throat, and you loved every second of it. His hands came at the side of your face so he could hold you steady as he used your warm and wet hole as he pleased. The sloppy sounds of your mouth, your gags, and moans around him only enticed him even more to reach his end.

His thrusts became uneven, and not a second later, he came deep in your throat. Sounds of pleasure dissolved in the office space as your mouth took all that he had to offer. You swallowed around him, milking him for all that he was worth, as you moaned at his delicious taste. You didn't pull away from him until he had spilled every drop in you.

“Show me your mouth.”

Pulling away from him, you opened it to show him all of the cum. He learned down till his face was inches from you and proceeded to spit in your opening. The action had your desperate clit pulsating.

“Can you swallow all of that for me?”

Closing your mouth, you swallowed all of him, his cum and spit, and opened up once more to show him what a good girl you had been at drinking all that he gave you. His hand was petting your hair as a sign of appreciation for you being so amazing for him.

“Such a dirty girl. Was that good? You love the taste of me, don't you, doll?”

“Mhm, yes,” you responded while licking your lips. Your hand was jerking him off again as you couldn't get enough of the feel of him. Your words and actions had him lean back some.

“You've been such a good girl, and I want to give you a treat. Do you want it?”

His words went directly to your tingling clit, and you needed to push your thighs together to get some form of friction down there.

“Yes, Sir.”

“Get on all fours on the couch, with your ass facing the desk.”

You got up and walked over the few meters to the couch, taking off your skirt and sweater until you were only in your bra, and then got in the position as he had wanted from you. He went over to his desk to have a better view of you—leaning on it as his hands held the edge of it. You supported yourself on your elbows as you pushed your ass up and out, earning a groan from Bucky.

“Like this?”

“Just like that. Now touch yourself for me.”

Pushing two of your fingers inside your mouth to get them wet before your hand went underneath you to circle your aching and needy clit, letting out a sigh of relief at being able to feel something finally. You pushed the two fingers inside of you, letting out a low moan and they stretched and penetrated your tightness, closing your legs some at the feeling. It was nothing like Bucky's fingers or dick, but it would have to do for now. You started to move them in and out of your tight pussy, going at a slow pace, to begin with.

Bucky hadn't said anything yet, so he must be enjoying the show you were putting on for him. He let out a moan just as you turned your head to find him pumping his shaft while watching you intensely as you pleasured yourself. Your teeth captured your bottom lip at the sight of him.

“Fuck, kitten.”

You pulled your fingers out and started circling your clit again, whimpering as you were close to your orgasm. The two of you held eye contact as you watched each other.

“So good, Bucky.”

“You're such a good girl, baby. Showing me how you touch yourself. Is this how you look when you're in your room late at night? Touching yourself like this while thinking of me?”

“Mhm, yes.” His words made your fingers move rapidly into your tightness again, wanting to get to that sweet release you were craving desperately.

“Fuck, I'm gonna cum; please can I cum, Sir?” You pleaded, needing to get some form of relief. Tears were teasing to spill out of your eyes if you didn't get your way soon.

“No! Stop!” He didn't want you to cum just yet. Whining at his words but complying anyway, you knew you needed to listen to him, so you brought your fingers out of your hole and into your mouth to suck your juices off. You tried as best as possible to hold eye contact with him as you sucked and swirled your tongue around your digits, moaning at your own taste, as you swayed your ass from side to side for him.

“Fuck me, Sir, please.” He didn't hesitate for one second in getting behind your bent-down form at the speed of lightning. One of his hands caressed and grabbed one of your ass cheeks before it landed on your hip to hold a tight grip on it while the other held his shaft as he teased your fold with the tip of him.

“Please, Bucky, don't tease.”

“I'll give you what you want, doll.”

He slowly pushed himself in your warmth, wanting you to feel all of him. The feeling of fullness almost had you cumming right then and there. He filled you up to the brim, wanting you to feel all that he had to give, and you weren't one bit disappointed. He pulled out till only his tip was inside you before he slowly pushed himself into you again, doing this a few times to get you familiar with the feeling. He just wanted to cum right then and there at the tightness of your walls clenching around his throbbing dick.

“Bucky, please go faster. Fuck me, please,” you whimpered out, wanting him to fuck you completely senseless.

His thrusts were hard and fast as he fucked you into the couch, hips slapping against your backside, making you jolt forwards with each move of him. Your mouth hung open as silent screams came out of it.

“This pussy feels so incredible. Fuck, so tight.”

His hands held your sides while his fingernails dug in your skin, creating dents. He moaned out as he watched his dick disappear into your hole with every move of his hips. Your head was buzzing, and your face was buried deep in the cushions at the intense pleasure Bucky was giving you. “Oh god, please don't stop, babe,” you pleaded of him.

Bucky took a fistful of your hair, pulling your head back, making your back arch. You bit your lip at his rough and dominants actions. The hand in your hair and his abusive thrusts was too much and so intense, but you loved it to the fullest. Tears came out of your eyes as he was taking you so good from behind.

“You like this? Don't you, baby? You like when I fuck your tight and pretty pussy?” Take what belongs to me? Hm? Letting me fuck you like a whore while your dad is just down the hall?”

Your head was foggy from the incredible fucking he was giving you. The lack of answer from you had him unsatisfied, so he smacked your ass cheek hard, making you squeal out at the pain.

“Answer me!”

“Y-yes… I love your cock fucking my tight little pussy. Please don't stop, baby.”

“Such a good whore for me. I'm not gonna stop, kitten, I promise.”

The thought that your dad and everyone else that worked in the building was just out the door, not having a clue as to what was going on in Buckys office, was so intoxicating—not knowing that Bucky was having at it with the boss's daughter.

You turned your head, at the best of your abilities, to look at him. His eyes were shut tight, and his face in pure concentration as he moved his body against yours. He met your gaze, both of you looking at each other as you neared your orgasm. One of your hands grabbed onto his forearm that had a tight grip on your hip. His other went underneath you to play and tease your clit.

“Please, Bucky, I need to cum. I need you to fill me up, please.” The pathetic pleas for him to fill up your pussy was what brought forward his release and made him finish deep inside of you.

His seed filling you up was what brought forth your own release. The way your walls became tighter around him had his hips snap rapidly against you as he gave you all of his cum. Moans and soft whimpers on a loop by the both of you as the pleasure overtook all your senses. Bucky thrust through both of your orgasms, not stopping until you were both satisfied.

Your face was in the cushions as you tried to slow down your breathing. Bucky caressed your sides and peppered kisses all over your lower back. Praises being given to you for being such a good girl to him.

“You're so good to me, beautiful.”

He pulled out of your hole. The two of you hissing out as you both felt overly sensitive. Bucky helped to clean both of you up with a few wipes he kept on his desk. He made sure you were ok before he went over to the windows to grab his underwear and pants, pulling them on where he stood.

You put your skirt and sweater on and fixed yourself up as you sat and watched him get ready. God, he looked so handsome that it had your stomach burst out in butterflies. Now all you wanted was for him to hoist you up on his desk and take you hard against it. But you saw him have a look at his watch, his eyebrows furrowed together.

“The meetings in five.”

He came over to you just as you were getting up. You hissed out as your body felt sore and spent up, but good regardless.

“Are you ok? Did I do too much?”

That was Bucky for you. Always worried that he had gone overboard, but you always reassured him that you had enjoyed yourself.

His hands came to rest at the side of your face, looking you up and down to make sure you were all good. Your own hands went over his ones.

“Hey, I'm alright. Just a little sore, but you know I loved it, and I can handle it, Bucky.”

“I just don't want you to feel uncomfortable.”

“I'm all good, babe, I swear.”

You took his face in your hands now as his ones traveled down to the small of your back so he could pull you flush against his body. His face leaned down some so he could capture your lips with his, giving you one of his sweetest kisses. His face moved down to suck and lick at the side of your neck in the most loving way.

“Oh, I almost forgot,” he reached into the pocket of his jacket to retrieve your panties, ”I believe these belong to you.” That cocky smile of his decorated his face as the panties dangled from his finger. Right. You had almost forgotten about those. “Thanks.” You took them and slid them up your legs.

“I wish you could stay longer. There are more surfaces in this office I would love to take you against.”

You wrapped your arms around his neck as he held you close. You would love nothing more than to stay here and let him have his way with you, but you knew that he needed to attend the meeting because if not, people would come knocking on his door, wondering where he is.

“I know, me too, but you know my dad is going to come knocking on the door and wonder where you are if you don't show up.”

“Yeah, I know. C'mon, I'll walk you out,”

He followed you to the elevator so he could say goodbye to you. A kiss and a hug were shared amongst you before the elevator dinged that it had arrived.

“We can meet later tonight if you want? Natalie is going out; God knows where, so we can stay at my place this time.” He asked you. “Whatever you want, just let me know, ok?” “I would like that, Bucky. I’ll let you know when.”

You stepped inside of it and pressed the button to go down. A smile on both of your faces as you gazed at each other the few seconds you had before the doors slid shut.

“I’ll miss you, doll.”

“I'll miss you more, Sir.”

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[lovinkiri]

Could you please do bakusquad, iida, and fatgum (maybe tokoyami if you want 🥺) x a reader that carries a comfort plushie around?

Your Stuffie

Author's Thoughts: 🥺🥺🥺

Warning: None

Eijirou Kirishima

He finds it so cute 😍

And always greets your plushie by name

"Mornin' Y/n! Oh, Morning ______!"

And if you make it greet him back or wave at him ,he'll just about die from how cute he finds you

Definitely gets a matching plushie

And he even carries his around sometimes, if his anxiety feels high than usual

Definitely trues talking his friends into getting them

And gets upset when people aren't nice about it

"There's nothin' more manly than having a comfort plush! Its like 'poof!', all your problems are gone"

Like I said, loves it!

Katsuki Bakugou

Admittedly, he found it odd

He didn't understand how a stuffed animal could help you relieve stress

And weren't you worried about teasing?

He just didn't understand

But respects you and your plushie

And he does find you kinda cute holding it

But he probably gets jealous of it sometimes 😂

"Yeah, well you could be layin' with me instead of that goddammit plushie, idiot 😡"

Because of how much it means to you, he will protect it with his life

Seriously, no harm will ever come to it

And anyone who decides to tease you is getted cursed out and maybe blown up

Sero Hanta

He thinks it's so cute!

And when he sees you holding it in your arms, he can't help but press a kiss to your face

Also greets your plushie sometimes 🥺

Will hug you from behind, one hand on top of its head and rubbing it

Its just soothing

And if anyone is mean about it, well guess what?

He'd frown and simply flip them off with both hands

No matter who it is

How dare they judge you? How could they?

You were so cute, why would they?

He doesn't know, he just knows you're the most adorable thing ever

Denki Kaminari

🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺

Gets so soft when he sees you with it

"Hey babe! Goodmorning, _____!"

Sometimes it's like he's dating the plushie

When you don't have it, he does

And he's cuddling it so close when he gets it

Eventually gets his own though!

And your plushies start dating too 🥰

Shows you off lol

"Guys look! My baby has a baby 🥺"

Its adorable honestly

Wants you to sit in his lap so you can both hold your plushies together

Doesn't tolerate disrespect to the plushies

Fixes your attitude with a small controlled shock

Just a small 'Zap!'

Mina Ashido

Its so cute! ☺

Knows its name, birthday, zodiac sign-

She absolutely loves it

"How are my babies today?"

And its then she realizes how much she loves plushies

And she builds her own collection of plushies

If she invites you over, she's inviting the plushie too

And if you show up without it, she misses it for the first few minutes

Disrespect the plush?

She's cursing them out, destroying them with her words

Then takes you in her arms and nuzzle you, calling them stupid

Tenya Iida

Hes happy you found a positive way to comfort yourself

And he thinks it's cute, tho he won't say it unprovoked

But when he is 🥺

"You're very adorable, Y/n, you know that?"

He sometimes places the smallest kiss to the top of your head

And when you question it, he simply smiles

You were just too cute the way you held it

Will also sometimes greet your plushie

He doesn't hold it tho, he's too nervous

What if he messes it up somehow?

No, he can't hold it

But is grateful for the off cause you trust him enough to let him

And if anyone is mean to you about it?

45 minutes of scolding, right there

There will be no bullying

Especially not with you or your plush

Fumikage Tokoyami

He finds it cute but is mostly happy you have a way to deal with all the stress in your life

Even if you don't carry them around, he definitely gets you bunch of plushies

They all might be stuff like black cats, little gremlins, etc

He just hopes he's helping ☺

No harm will ever come to that plushie

Its important to you right?

Then it's important to him

And if anyone messes with you..

They have Fumikage and Dark Shadow to deal with

Pro Hero or not, guess what?

Fumikage will verbally condescend them as Dark Shadow gives them an atomic wedgie

Taishiro Toyomitsu (Fatgum)

To him, you and the plushie are just about the most adorable thing he's ever seen!

"I could eat you both right up. That's how sweet ya look! 🥺"

And definitely buys you food themed plushies

They're all over the house

Calls the plushie by name

"Don't forget to grab _____!"

You definitely make him appreciate plushies way more!

And if anyone messes with you?

The glare coming their way is enough to scare them off.

Trust me, Tai doesn't like bullies

Not one bit

So you and your plushies remain happy and safe with him 😊

#bnha #mha #boku no hero academia #my hero academia #x reader #taishiro toyomitsu #fatgum #fumikage tokoyami #eijirou kirishima #katsuki bakugou #denki kaminari #mina ashido #hanta sero #tenya iida

[ticklee-research-in-progress]

Tickling and Asexuality

anonymous asked: “Do you think there is a link between liking tickling and being asexual?” 

IMPORTANT: This post will include mention of sexual intimacy - but only within strictly educational and health perspectives. 

With that being said, I do ask that all comments, replies, and reblogs on this post remain educational in nature.

This is important information for all ages and sexualities. So please, keep that in mind.

Asexuality

For anyone who may be unaware:

Asexual DEFINITION: An Asexual person is defined as “someone who does not experience sexual attraction or an intrinsic desire to have sexual relationships (or the adjective describing a person as such).”

According to the Asexuality Visibility and Education Network (AVEN). 

In discussing the link between Asexuality and Tickling, I think it is important to first discuss the link between Sexuality and Tickling. This may seem a bit backwards, but give me a chance to explain in full. 

Sexuality and Tickling

Let’s begin with some common facts that, if you’ve been reading up on my blog posts, we know about how tickling affects the body and the mind: 

Tickling triggers the release of endorphins.

Laughter decreases stress hormones and increases immune cells and infection-fighting antibodies.

Tickling relaxes the muscles of your body - both by relieving the muscle tension throughout your body and through physical exhaustion. 

Laughter improves the function of blood vessels and increases blood flow.

Being tickled can lead to a drastic increase in adrenaline.

Laughing can burn calories.

Tickling creates a strong positive association (when consented and wanted, of course) with physical intimacy and touch.

The vulnerability of tickling creates trust between Tickler and Ticklee. 

All of these, increased heartrate, tactile stimulation, the release of endorphins, etc. correlate to how our bodies and minds react when partaking in sexual intimacy too. Especially by touching common erogenous zones like the feet, neck, waist, and thighs, tickling and sexual intimacy already have a distinct link to each other - which has been made evident in studies by Freud and other psychologists. 

“To tickle is, above all, to seduce, often by amusement.”

On Kissing, Tickling, And Being Bored: The Psychoanalytic Essays on the Unexamined Life by Adam Phillips

I am not trying to say that tickling is solely erotic in nature.

But there is an undeniable correlation, both anatomically and psychologically, between tickling and sexual intimacy that should be acknowledged. 

IMPORTANT: The similarities in reactions between tickling and sexual intimacy are important for Ticklees of any age and orientation to understand - both to better protect themselves and avoid unwanted sexual interactions. 

There are plenty of situations and contexts where tickling is solely platonic. And I encourage anyone who does want platonic tickling to continue seeking that out. 

But please remember that there are people who take advantage of that innocence and do not convey their ulterior motives. 

This is why minors, especially Ticklee minors, need to stay within SFW spaces to avoid any individuals who want to prey off of this correlation. 

Knowledge is power. And it is my greatest hope that my blog can provide information so that everyone in this community can be well-equipped with research to better advocate for themselves. By understanding how tickling works, how it affects your body, and how it can be perceived by others, Ticklees especially can learn the warning signs for interactions they need to avoid. 

 I will be delving more into my thoughts on grooming within the Tickling Community specifically in a later post. But because of the nature of this question’s research, I thought this was worth mentioning.  

Asexuality and Tickling

Okay, so if there’s such a strong link between tickling and sexual intimacy, why would there be a correlation between Asexuality and tickling? 

From a scientific standpoint, one could reason that Asexuals enjoy tickling because it is the closest physically-intimate act between two people that is not sex. 

Think about other physical actions that can take place non-sexually between two people: Cuddling, hugs, hand-holding, etc. These are also intimate and comforting acts of physical affection. But these still do not necessary equate to the same hormones being released, the same physical exertion, or the adrenaline rush that sexual intercourse provides.

What sets tickling apart, and puts it on such a close level to sexual intimacy, is that tickling is a game of fight-or-flight, submission, and compulsory pleasure. You do not choose to laugh when being tickled. It is intrinsic, uncontrollable, and a direct reaction to tactile stimulation on the body. You “give in”  to tickling despite your body trying to impulsively escape. 

Tickling requires trust, vulnerability, and an awareness of the body in a way that no other form of platonic physical affection can compare. 

So my answer is this: For someone who does not experience sexual attraction or an intrinsic desire to have sexual relationships, tickling can be an intimate act that still establishes the same vulnerability, tactile stimulation, and physical exertion (that are often characteristic to sexual intimacy) in a way that makes them happy. 

For any Aces that are not sex-repulsed, tickling can still act as a catalyst to heighten any kind of intimacy of their choosing. My own scientific conclusion is geared more towards Asexuals who are more sex-repulsed, admittedly. An example of a different Ace perspective is in a quote from a conversation I had with @an0nymz​:

“Someone unplugged the wire in my brain leading from "sex drive" to "sex" and plugged it into the port for "tickling" instead. I can be "sexually" stimulated by things that I would call my kinks, [...] but despite my body going into "I want to have sex" mode my brain for whatever reason developed in a way where it reads that signal as "I want to tickle" instead!”

-Z

Honestly, the answer may be as simple as Asexuals wanting tickles instead of sex.

But just because, for some people, tickling can be used as a replacement for sex, that does not mean that sex and tickling are one and the same. And that does not mean that tickling is only sexual.

Tickling can be holistically platonic. It can be sexual too. It can be platonic with friends while being sexual with partners. Really, tickling can be whatever you make it. I think that Asexuals can use whatever context they’d like for why they enjoy tickling. 

In the end, there will be as many different reasonings for the connection between tickling and Asexuality as there are unique and wonderful Aces. 

While I don’t identify as a sex-repulsed Asexual anymore, my reasoning back then was because tickling was a form of constant, physical intimacy I could have with my friends and partner that didn’t involve sex - while still allowing me to receive that touch, joy, adrenaline, excitement, and emotional connection that I craved so badly. It made me feel like I wasn’t “missing out” just because I didn’t want to have sex. I could still be intimate and be touched by others - just in a way that made me the happiest. 

Thank you for the question, nonnie! And as always, be sure to reblog or reply with your own thoughts. I’d love to hear perspectives on this topic that are more personal-experience-based. 

#tickle community #tickling community #asexuality and tickling #ticklee

[crystalcow]

𝑆𝑎𝑝𝑛𝑎𝑝𝑠 𝐶ℎ𝑖𝑙𝑑//𝑆𝑎𝑝𝑛𝑎𝑝 𝑝𝑡 3

Masterlist // part one // part two

Sapnap x reader !p !child reader

Pronouns used: none specified!

Warnings: swearing, death, betrayal

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Being sapnaps child will include..

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𝐏𝗼𝐰𝐞𝐫 𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐞𝐰𝐚𝐥

Apparently the castle got attacked

George was killed by the one and only technoblade

You haven’t personally met the man but you respected him

After all he is a legend

But he killed George

So you were dragged with sapnap when he got pinged on his coms

Dream and George were arguing on the prime path

The sight somewhat terrified you

They were supposed to be best friends?

Dream is the strongest person on the server

George was supposed to be the most unproblematic and protected person

For some reason Quackity was also there

Hiding in the corner of Tommy’s house

“You don’t give a shit about us”

Those words brought some hurt to you as they left sapnaps mouth

“Of course I care about you! I just want to keep him safe.”

The three most important men in your life

The dream team, and ultimate trio the friendship that could never crack! The ones who raised you to be who you are

They were falling apart

“George is no longer king!”

Quackity was just eating all of the drama

Damn duck

“I’ve done so much for you, I hope you don’t forget.”

“Like what?” “I helped you raise a child Sap, a damn child.”

That pissed the both of you off

As if you didn’t just recently spend a whole day with him

None the less your whole life

Being drawn into wars, multiple actually

Practically being drawn to death

“Don’t you bring them into this Dream.”

“Eret is now king again, he can actually rule this place.”

“I was the best king this server ever had!”

So there it happened

The crown was snatched off of George’s head and you were dragged along with it

“Don’t worry, we can start our own place!”

“El rapids it is”

𝐄𝐥 𝐑𝐚𝐩𝐢𝐝𝐬

You were 100% skeptical about all of this

You didn’t trust that this would be good

I mean how could you

Everything that someone starts on the server

Dies, explodes, nukes, or straight up fails

So instead you went down to Lmanburg for the day!

You went to Nikkis bakery to get something to eat

She was glad to give you a couple snacks for the road

So while you were walking around the new area you spotted dream

“Where you heading off to?”

“What the fuck are you doing here?”

You both eyed each other weirdly

“Aren’t you supposed to hate me?”

You just laughed

Ofcourse you were upset

But you were also bored

“And?” “Come on let’s go see tommy”

So you agreed and carelessly followed the green man

You missed Tommy, after not having seen him for a bit

Fucking hell you needed friends

But when you got there

“Why the fuck is everything gone!”

You ran around the now blown up area

The tents were destroyed and signs were thrown around

Then you noticed the large pillar

You instantly ran to dream, begging him to give you a pearl

He was upset himself he lost his leech

So you threw the pearl up thankfully landing on the pillar

Looking around to see if there was any way he could’ve survived

But you accidentally tripped

And lost your first life

𝐘/𝐧 𝐡𝐢𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐠𝐫𝗼𝐮𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝗼𝗼 𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐝 ♡︎♥︎♥︎

𝐏𝐫𝗼𝐩𝗼𝐬𝐚𝐥𝐬

You woke up screaming in your bed

The three lines on your wrist now faded into two

Sapnap came rushing in holding you lose to him

You tried not to but you cried a little

This was your first time loosing a life..

And you didn’t even mean too!

“Your never fucking leaving me again.”

Karl came in with Quackity following after

Karl just like snatched you away from sapnap and just held you

That man was ready to go back in time and reverse that from ever happening

Trust me he will if you ever loose another life

So after that everyone kept a close eye on you

That was until one day you were with your dad

You both were at your old house just chilling around

Before he handed you two velvet boxes

You were in awe of the two rings that sat in them

Who the fuck paid for these??

“I’m going to purpose.”

You almost dropped the boxes

“What?”

Sapnap just kept smiling

“You really like em huh” “Yeah flame, I love them.”

So you just hugged him

Internally freaking the fuck out

What would this mean???

Three dads? What if they wanted another child! Oh hell no

So you all stood in el rapids

Candles were spread around the top of the grassy hill

There were flowers blooming from every direction and lanterns set afloat

It looked mystical

You watched as sapnap got down on one knee

Karl was in shock, tears streaming down his eyes

Quackity looked love struck, looking into sapnaps eyes with total adoration

So when they said yes your dad called you and the other two just hugged you

“I’m guessing they said yes” you laughed

“Yeah they did!”

You couldn’t help but be happy

Your dad finally found some happiness

Even tho life was going to shit

If you won’t be there

He’ll have them

𝐋𝗺𝐚𝐧𝐛𝐮𝐫𝐠𝐬 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐥 𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐡𝐞𝗺

Oh wait shit did someone spot tommy?

There was supposed to be a festival today

So you went to go check it out

Maybe throw a ball at the furry

“Go fetch!” You shouted at fundy

Yeah he was not happy and just threw you the finger

“Hey N/n is Dream coming?”

You were excited that Tubbo was actually talking to you again

“Huh? Oh yeah I think” “Great thanks”

And back to the disappointment

So you walked over to get a pretzel or some shit

And then heard everyone making a commotion

There he was, Dream walking in (angry) with full netherite armor

Damn dude respect some tradition

“Tommy blew up the fucking community house”

Did someone say tommy?

Oh you were ready to kill that bastard

Hell if Dream didn’t you most definitely will

So you followed everyone to the community house

Yeah you were ready to fucking cry

One of your homes, the place you’d always confide in since you were little

Where dream and George both helped raise you

Now blown to shreds

“What the fuck”

They were talking about Tubbo giving up the discs

Oh we are not going through that shit all over again

And this time the odds are most definitely not in your favor

Then tommy appeared half invisible

“YOU FUCKING DICKHEAD I THOUGHT YOU DIED YOU FUCKING PIECE OF SHIT”

You litterly stabbed him, having to be held back by Quackity

“Alright hot shot, lets let them have their argument”

Tommy sent you an apologetic look already on the verge of tears

“Tubbo your not seriously considering this”

Then it hit everyone

“The discs were worth more then you ever were!”

Oh yeah we’re you already pissed off at tommy?

Yeah

And he just made it worse

“WHAT THE HELL DID YOU SAY TO TUBBO YOU SHIT HEAD”

Yeah you didn’t take pretending to be dead very lightly

Oh shit why was techno there

never mind, Lmanburg will be gone by tomorrow

No point killing tommy yet

Whos side were you on?

Neither. You litterly went into that battle feild and killed some shit

That was until multiple pieces of tnt landed ontop of your head

And that’s where you lost your second life

Shit

𝐘/𝐧 𝐛𝐥𝐞𝐰 𝐮𝐩 ♡︎♡︎♥︎ ⚠︎︎ᴏɴᴇ ʟɪғᴇ ʀᴇᴍᴀɪɴɪɴɢ

𝐏𝐫𝐢𝐬𝗼𝐧

This time when you won’t up it didn’t feel as bad

But you still screamed

A rush of a heartburn and scars employed on your body

The second line now faded into one

Shit

You were only 16-17 and on one life??

Die young the better

You waited out in your bed until the end of the fight

Death alerts and messages drowning out your communicator

But you had no energy what so ever

Until it all went quiet

You tried your damn best to get out of bed and walked to the damaged Lmanburg

There were people crying

Others were severely hurt

Then there were those who were perfectly fine

The whole place was a crater

Lmanburg.. the place of agony and depths of your pain

Now it’s finally gone

What the hell are you gonna do now?

Quackity spotted you calling out for Sapnap

You felt like you were gonna be crushed under their hold

“I’m gonna fucking kill dream.” You heard Quackity mutter

Sapnap felt like a bad father

Who lets their kids die twice?

(Cough cough Wilbur and dream)

Then suddenly things switched around

You were walking around with a bloodied nose and black eyed Tommy

Yeah you did a number on him

But it’s okay since he was your best friend

And there was a sign inside his house

“Wednesday you and Tubbo. Bring no one or anything, lets settle this once and for all”

The final disc war

“Tommy you can’t go” “I’m going N/n, he has my discs.”

So you like cried a little bit lined up on the prime path

Giving the two probably the last hugs they’ll ever get

Prime you really didn’t want to loose them

So you ran straight to church prime

Litterly begging Master Oolong that they won’t die

“Please please please spare them. Pogchamp.”

(Please this is all jokes and old references don’t cancel me)

You got a blast message from punz on your comms with cords

“Come here. bring your best armor”

So you did so running to the nearest ender chest

If walking means saving tommy and Tubbo, it’s somewhat worth it

Sapnap made sure you didn’t leave his side as you traveled around the nether

even tho you could literally swim in the lava

So just to piss him off

You jumped in

The sigh of relief this man

Yeah he’s gotten a little more paranoid for you

But it’s okay since it’s in love

You looked around the weird black stone room

There were two giant photos of the discs

And everything was made out of the same material

No design what so ever

Tommy and Tubbo ran to you like you were gonna protect them

“Dream why” you asked as he was incased in the blocks

Down on his last life

Just like you

‘I’m sorry’ he mouthed to you

Why was he apologizing to you?

Hasn’t he hurt everyone here

You looked around the different items

Tracing the outline of the item frames

Gasping in shock as you a cage with your name on it next to badboyhalo

“Tell em what you told me! How you blew up the community house!”

Your neck spun around faster then an owl doing that 360 thing

You picked up your ace seriously read to slash his head off

“Wait wait! Lets put him in the prison.”

So they took him off

And it pained you to see it

You trusted that man for a very long time

Nothing stays the same on the Dream Smp

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TUMBLR WOULDNT LET ME WRITE MORE KMS. So yes I’m sorry but there will have to be a part FOUR. I just wanted to finish this-

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