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bitchfitch · 1 year
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For all the teething I've been doing on Pavo and Esti i haven't been able to like, actually write any thing for them recently mostly because I've been Busy.
But also because I'm snapping between like 3 ideas for them at terminal velocity and haven't been able to actually get anything written for them and it's like having pumas bouncing around my skull at mach fuck as though theyre house cats at 2 am when you're trying to sleep,
#idea one is the day after things start changing and they haven't discussed it fully yet.#Pavo is mulling over some things and Esti is too nervous to ask about it. but they're alone out hunting#its such a nice day. and Esti thinks hes going to be saying goodbye soon. and hes making himself sick with anxiety over it#and they're alone together like old times but its Not like old times because Esti remembers how sweetly Pavo had kissed him that#morning after and how good it had felt to spend the whole morning in bed cureld up against him.#and Esti doesnt think he could stomach the idea of leaving without getting another kiss or at least finding out if Pavo regretted it or not#and the story is them being sweet on each other and avoiding the big heavy topic until Esti can verbally ask about it. because like Pavo#knows him well enough to know whats eating him up. but he wants to hear Esti say the words#and then the second idea is Esti waking up from a nightmare after hes been brought home from that hell. he screams for Pavo and#like of course pavo is on his feet and at the door that separates their rooms in an instant. but its locked and Esti is too#scared to navigate to it because hes already wound up and hes still not used to life as a blind man. so the idea of getting out of bed#and crossing an open room with nothing to help him orient himself is Terrifying.#probably more than it should be but the nightmares are still fresh in his head and hes having to make himself focus and ignore them#and just reasure himself that it Actually is Pavo and not one of those monster that had used his voice. and its hard hes crying and Pavo#has to take down part of the fucking door frame to get the sliding door off its tracks without just busting it down since Esti didn't#need that particular audio experience right now and he liked that doors painting and Pavo had already sent for the craftsperson who#made his eyes to commission them to make a set for esti. and he doesn't want to destroy something pretty esti likes when itll only be a few#until esti can enjoy it again. and he gets into the room and esti scooches over in bed to welcome him into it because despite Everything#esti still will always feel safer pinned between a wall and Pavo than anywhere else. and he just needs to feel safe.#and the third thing is because of something deardest said a yesterday i think about Pavo in his old age. and im just Chewing on the image#of him and esti in his carriage. Esti's hair has gone white and hes nearing his end. and thentwo of them are together and happy#and able to reflect on the lives they've had together. and its mostly just the idea of Pavo being glad hes so much older than Esti. because#it means despite Esti only being half demon and having a much shorter life because of it. Pavo isnt going to outlive him by very long.#and All of this. Everything was because of how scared Pavo was to be alone. and hes not going to have to be in his last days.#so Yeah. thats been whats on my mind when im not devoting it to like lame shit like work#wow im bad at reading#their url is derederest#not deardest
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squishious · 2 years
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it is such a wonderful feeling to know just how loved you are
#some of my (extended) family makes some. questionable choices#sometimes they are not fantastic people#but almost every one of them (some more than others) are so demonstative of how much they care and how much they would do for me#and it is truly just so so nice#here is a little list of nice things people said and did yesterday bc i am feeling grateful and want to remember this#- one of my favorite aunts (technically my dads aunt and my great aunt?) has been so supportive of what im studying and helpful#in that pragmatic desi aunty kinda way#- her son (uncle of all time seriously he's the best) was the one person with whom the college talk wasn't misery inducing#he was so so nice and reasuring and understanding of ~the situation~#didn't bat an eye at my crazy list which. god i appreciate so much#tangent: ik it's not realistic to get into all these schools but if i apply to them all something's gotta stick#and i hate people seeing the list and being like. mhmmm wow ambitious....r ur parent's forcing u to do this#like bestie no i just know my funky little humanities degree is not super valuable in the first place so i need that name brand#okay anyways#stressed how much 'grades don't fuckin matter' in college#how it was not only ok but normal to digure out post college plans later#and how living in [redacted] and having classmates doing the clear path fields probably makes it 10 times more successful#and said if i ever needed a destress chat to just call him#icon#oh his wife and i talked about piercings and she told me a story about how her found her brothers bong when she was in college and#asked her what it was#uhmm oh! rich cousins!! the older one esp (not the fashion one) (who was also honestly rlly sweet) has always been a lil intimidating but#she was so nice today? gave chill college advice talked to me about other stuff which. thank youuu#what elseee#oh my god. their dad#he is. a character. not always everyone's favorite person#not always the kinda person the adults are on good terms with#but no matter what drama is going on (none this time afaik)#he is always absolutely lovely to me#squish speaks
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A Rodrick x reader where they're friends with benefits and aren't aware of each others feelings towards the other util reader gets asked out by someone from their school :]
i started this one earlier and then the draft got deleted (this is why you dont take grilled cheese brakes kids) Thank you so much for the request, i have never written fwb before so i hope i meet your expectations :) (p.s. im a sucker for hand/knuckle kisses and it shows) lets just say greg and rowley weren't there for the party.
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"Dammit Rodrick," you chuckled slightly, sitting on a desk.
"What?" The raven haired boy started, "Don't like doing this anymore?" His hot breath tickled against your neck.
"It's not that," you muttered, "I just, don't feel like making out in an empty classroom five minutes before lunch ends."
"Oh, 'cause you are so above that," he retorted, going back to his assault on your neck and jawline.
"I'm turning over a new leaf!" You leaned back slightly, humming.
"Proud of yourself?" his hand relocated to your waist, the other supporting his weight.
"I would say I'm more proud of you,"
"Oh?"
"You haven't gotten a detention in two days!" at that, the boy laughed, and removed his head from the crook of your neck.
'God I love you!' he wanted to say, but you seemed content with your current status, and he got to make out with you whenever he wanted... so he was fine! Totally.
"Has that Micha kid been bothering you?" The so called 'Micha kid' had been trying to hit on you for months, and you were to nice to tell him you secretly hated him, but you were working on it (thanks to Rodrick)
"Kind of? He tries to talk to me a lot, but he's less persistent."
"Good" he smiled, patting your waist before kissing you again.
You pulled away after a moment, "We should probably get our stuff," you commented, pulling him out of his blissful state.
"uh, yeah!" god he was so awkward sometimes. He held out his hand for you to take, (which you did) and you slid off the desk.
"You're such a gentleman!" you mocked in a brittish accent
"Oh, I know, love," he carried on.
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'party at my house -rodrick' The text had been sent four minutes ago on the dot. Your parents were out of town, so you could go without being caught. So you fucking did. You put on a white button-down, black skinny jeans that were torn to shreds, and You put your earbuds in and started walking the block to the Heffley household. Your mind shifted to your previous interaction. How concerned Rodrick was being, he did care about you. and some times it felt like he loved you. you felt as if you could only dream.
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You knocked on the door, the music was so loud already.
"Y/NNNN!" Rodrick dragged your name out, he took your hand and kissed your knuckles, "You do know this is casual, right?"
"Yes."
"Alright then. Get in here!" he pulled you in the house, there were lights, MCR's 'na na na" was blasting at full volume, and there were high-schoolers making out in random corners, someone had started a fistfight, and it seemed like it was more Rodrick's element than yours, but that was ok. And then you saw him.
Micha.
The boy who looked at you like a Piece of meat.
you grabbed Rodrick's sleeve, "Micha's here," You said desperately. He noted your concern, and looked around for the boy, "Hey," he said, grasping your arms, "It's gonna be fine! if he starts bothering you, just come find me and we can make out or some shit!" He looked you in the eyes and smiled, trying his hardest to reasure you.
"Thanks Rodrick," you said hugging him.
"Of course!"
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Rodrick had decided to be social, so you just wandered around the house, looking at the people you knew, and those you didn't. When you heard that terribly familiar voice.
"Hey y/n!"
Well fuck. you turned around, and sent a glare that could kill toward the boy.
"How's the party?" Micha said.
The sound of his voice made you want to yell. "Good." you said, not looking at him.
"I haven't talked to you in a while,"
"I know." you kept your answers short and half assed. Hoping he would get the memo.
He didn't.
Lucky for you, Rodrick had pardoned himself from his buddies chit chat, to make sure you were alright.
An arm looped around your shoulders, "Hi," the boy said "Uh, Micheal, was it?"
"Micha."
"Oh, sorry meesha,"
"That isn't even close to my name."
"Cool" you were never really religious, but you took the time to thank god for Rodrick. "Now, Mickey, can you not tell that you're making y/n uncomfortable?"
"I figured they would tell me if-"
"Micha, I don't like you." you said, voice laced with anger, "I never fucking have."
The boy just looked at you sadly and nodded before walking away.
"Rodrick, thank-" you were cut off by a rather agressive and passionate kiss.
"Y/n I love you. It's okay if you don't love me back but seeing you that uncomfortable made me want to tell you."
you could only stand there shocked. "I- Rodrick I" you stuttered, "I love you too. I always have and I really want to thank you for keeping me close!"
Just hearing those words made his heart melt and his confidence boost dramatically.
"I know this is my party, but" He tried, "Wanna blow this place?"
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burnedwriter · 1 year
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what type of lover they are pt2.
A/n:i hope everyone is having a wonderfull day this is the part 2 of the previous fic,i changed it a bit bc somebody rported it yet again to be community label,and how do i know that?well said person send me an anonymous ask telling me that they did it,it might be the same person that has been harassing me by sending me hate asks but idk if they are the same,so i changed dottore with xiao,you can find the dottore version here
warnings:overstim,bondage,edging,bj,soft s*x,instructions,c*m swallowing, fingering,!afab reader
A/n:im not responsible for what people read,ageless blogs and under 18 do not interact.
💧Ayato
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💧Ayato will spoil you,whatever you ask for it will be at you disposal.from expensive clothes to home decor,he can get anything you ask for.
💧he takes you to expensive restaurants for dates and buy you gifts,when he has free time to make up for neglecting you.
💧He told Ayaka to keep an eye on you when he was away for bussiness,and you ended up becoming best friends,Ayato is extremely happy to see you both having a great relationship with eachother.
💧showing you off to people with expensive clothing he has bought you,that hug your curves perfectly,he cant help but always place a hand around your waist to show to people who you are married to.
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💧He is a fan of bondage,he will tie you hands behind your back just to see you beg for him to touch you.
💧His teasing continues to the bedroom activities too,he loves edging you,he wants to hear you whimper and whine as you get denied of your orgasm over and over again.Its music to his ears
💧finally giving you the sweet realise you were chasing after hours of edging you,what you didnt know was that this was not going to be the only orgasm that you would have for the night.
‘‘Ayato~please i cant do this anymore~’‘you beg desperetly feeling your body tired as you feel your what would be your 4th orgasm for the night
‘‘Oh come on darling,i know you have another one for me’‘he cooed ,his finger moving mercilesly in and out of you.
‘‘Ayato~,im close again~’‘you cried out,as your bosy started to tremble,feeling yourself close again.
Your body shaking as Ayato continued to finger fuck you,your walls squeezing his fingers,your mind going hazy as you reach your yet another climax.
😠🍃Xiao
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😠🍃the both of you met when you started working at the wangshu inn,the house keeprers warned you that there is an adeptus living with them,but what they didnt warn you about was how moody he would be.You didnt gave up though and everyday you would bring him his favourite food trying to befriend him
😠🍃At first he told you to stay away from him because of he karmic debt energy that is harmful to mortals but after awhile he grew fond of your company almost craving it.
😠🍃The moment that took your friendship into a relationship was during the latern rite festival,it was the moment were the two of you shared your first kiss at the balcony,while the xiao laterns flew in the background
😠🍃He not always there for you and hes always away most of the times fighting but he told you to call out his name and he will be there for you even if its in the heat of battle,he will protect you until the end.
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😠🍃He has a low drive so he wasnt really interested in sex,you were the first one to discuss it with him.
😠🍃He is really bad at aftercare but if you want him to stay and lay down or cuddle with you,he will not questions asked.
😠🍃At first you would instruct him on what you liked and made you feel good since he had already told you that he has never done something like this and was afraid of hurting you.
‘‘Does this feel good?’‘he questioned rolling his hips onto yours looking at you waiting for an answer.
‘‘yes~keep going xiao’‘you reasured him your breathing becoming uneven and your cheeks flashed red,your mind going slowly blank from the pleasure.
He nodded in response his eyes never leaving your face as he picked up the pace of his hips into a faster one,he enjoyed seeing every little facial reaction that showed on your face by his actions
‘‘Ah~you are doing great xiao keep going~’‘you praised him as he pushed you closer and closer to your orgasm
‘‘xiao~i-i’m close~’‘you moaned,feeling your walls squeezing his cock and sclosely after reaching your release
xiao could feel a small smile that started to form at the corner of his mouth,feeling proud of himself that he was able to satisfy you.
🔥Diluc
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🔥The best out of everyone,hes loving and caring towards you at all times.Though grumpy at times,he cant help but melt at your presence.
🔥he invites you to the tavern to keep him company and help him with the customers,He loves seeing you happy interacting with everyone and how they are coming just to chat with you.
🔥late night horse backriding where the both of you get to clear your head after long hours at work,you two get to open up and chat about your problems without getting interupted.Thats when he confessed to you.
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🔥He puts your pleasure over his,he doesnt care if he hasnt finished as long as you are satisfied,he is satisfied.
🔥He is always taking things slow and gentle,taking his time with you.Touching your body softly like its made out of glass that is about to break at the simplest touch.The only time hes is being rough with you is when he has had a bad day at the tavern but still he will ask you at the end if you are ok and bring you anything you need.
🔥So you decided to repay him back after taking such good care of you in the bedroom.Kneeling before him,your hands moved to his belt unbuckling it.
‘‘You dont have to do this,i will be fi...’‘He said
‘‘shhh....let me take care of you diluc’‘you cut him off and reasured him
Pulling out his cock,you wrapped your lips around the head before you started taking him slowly deeper in your mouth,as he hit the back of your throat,earning a few goans from the man above you.
‘‘fuck~ your mouth is so warm’‘you heard diluc grunting,holding his hips still so he doesnt make you gag.
Looking in eachothers eyes you saw the lust that formed in dilucs eyes.Starting to bop your head up and down into a steady pace.
‘‘Ah~ngh~’‘diluc let out low breathy moans at your actions.
Picking up your your speed into a faster one,one of your hands,moved to massage his balls,making him throw his head back from the pleasure
‘‘fuck~i’m close love’‘Diluc choked,feeling him pulse inside you mouth before realising,you removed his cock from your mouth,swallowing his orgasm.
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bingusbongu · 5 months
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A/n: goodness im on a role tonight! Ive actuslly felt like writing! Here is my absolute favorite comfirt nerd, and his dating headcanons, goodness dont we just love our nerds<3333 i know i do! May rewrite tomorrow! I wrote this as midnight lmao, prolly many mistakes!
TW: MENTIONS OF MURDER, ABUSE, KIDNAPPING, ABD BLOOD, aslo fluff:)
Dr. Flug relationship headcanons!
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• honestly, Flug still dosnt understand how he managed to het together with you
• he figured out he liked you awhile back, but thought he didnt have any time for love at first, until you waltzed in and made his heart spin in his own chest
• regardless, he still gets so incredibly nervous around you, he cant help it! He has this overwhelming sense to impress you in every way possible, whether that be showing you his latest invention, or just him doing something incredibly dangerous infront of you, nearly giving yourself a heart attack
• when he did that and it came out successful, you ran up to him to make sure he was okay, blabbing about how he could have hurt himself.
• flug was confused, until his heart skipped a beat in realizing that you were worried
• you were worried about him
• no one had ever cared if he got hurt, neither did he, he just took care of it himself. But you, you were the first person to actually care for him, to look over him in panic that he was harmed
• if he wasnt in love to begin with, he was sure as hell in love now
• you cared, geniunly cared about him, and you were so nice to him
• whenever Blackhat would use Flug as his own personal punching bag, you were always by Flugs side instantaneously after, already taking care of him and patching up his wounds. No matter the amount of blood, you did everything you could to help him, in any way you could
• You were helping him, a insane maniac, a killer, and yet, you showed not a hint of fear
• he was completely head over heels
• Sometimes (alot), Flug would end up working himself down to thd bone, to where he was on like his 9th cup of caffine just to finish a project
• and you would try to persuade him to go to bed, snd when that dosent work, you take the initiative
• you pick him up, and drag him away from his work
• he was hardly much weight at all, so you could easily lift the frail scientist into your arms and take him to bed.
• he would try to struggle, but he was obviously way to tired to protest, and just let himself sink into your arms and rest his head on yoir chest. If he wasnt so tired, he woukd be a flusterd mess, but he was exhausted
• you thought Flugs bed would be way to uncomfortably for him, so instead, you took him to your own. Laying him down on your comfy bed and tucking the poor guy in, and as soon as he hit the pillows, he was out.
• and when i say out, he was completely and utterly knocked out, dead asleep
• when he woke up, he nearly paniced, but realized it was your room, only for him to go into even more panic when he found you laying in bed with him reading a book
• he frantically tried to say sorry and get up, but you were quick to grab him and pull him back to your bed, soothing him and telling him to go back to sleep
• he would protest, but... he felt oddly safe, something he hadnt felt in a long time, and with you there, it felt... nice. As soon as he layed back down, he passed out once more
• from then on, he would occasionally ask to sleep in your room, because he found it more comfortable, and it was a safe place for him to go
• Flug is ever so greatful for you and your kidness to him, he was so... lovesick he couldnt help it. Youre the first person to treat him with kidness, what do you expect?
• when you two get together, Flug woukd be very clumsy. He dosnt know hardly anything about love, he just gets so nervous
• Your going to have to reasure him and make sure he dosnt overwhelm himself
• he is alittle hesitant with affection, despite how much he craves it, he is still unsure, sincecso far all the touches he has gotten fron people were bad
• so you were determined to show him you werent gonna harm him in any way
• your first act of affection was slipping your hand into his while you were walking together. He sputtered incoherently, and nearly bluescreened. But instantly, your warmth soothed him, and he found himself softly holding your hand back
• kisses are a different thing, he gets so nervous when it comes to that. The thought of kissing you makes his heart thump so hard it makes his body shake. He is way to flustered to actually do it, especially a kiss on the lips, he wasnt ready to show you, yet
• and of course, you did the first move, and after a mission, you lightly kissed the top of his bag before bording the ship
• he stopped working, and nearly passed out
• he was a completely flustered mess around you after that, he lovedthe contact, but was so afraid to ask you for more, so he just clamped his mouth shut
• you only realized ome day when he had stopped talking about his day and his gaze landing on your lips. So, you leaned over and kissed him on his bag where his mouth would be
• god he was over the moon
• he feels so safe around you, its the first time he had evr felt that way, he appreciates how being in your presence just makes him calm, or when he is paniced, how you calm him down with loving and gentle words.
• geniunly adores you and everything you do, though he always wants to make sure youre safe, if youre going to be his safe haven, je needed to make sure you were safe, aswell.
* always has a hatbot watching after you to make sure you are okay
• dong blame him! He is worried!
• the first time yall cuddled, Flug was so confused, he had came to your bed to sleep for the night, and you invited him closer
• he obliged, but almost instantly, you carefully wapped your arms around his back and pulled him close
• he was blushing maddly, unsure of what to do, as he tried to pull away but couldnt. He body instantly sank into the comfort of your own warmth, trapping him andhis touch starved self into a hug
• maybe it was fine for one night...
•it happend almost evry night, and Flug loved it. Secretly, ofc
• thr first timd he verbally asked was when he was do exhausted, and wanted nothing more thsn to go lsy down with you and cuddle, (as in cuddle, i mean snuggle his head into your chest and pass out)
• Flug trusts you, youre tge main person he has actuslly ever trusted. You help him in so msny ways
•not to mention you let him ramble about his inventions and plains to you, he liked impressing you, he loves how yoi would sit and listen to him talk and rant, even allowing him comfort and a shoulder to cry on
• you would hold him as he cried and rocked him tell he calmed down and fell aslesp
• He didnt know how much he truly needed you, someone to love him
• geniunly, he feels so lucky to have you in his life, someone who loves and cares for him instead of breaking him into further pieces, you actually tried to glue Flugs pieces back together yourself and it was working
• Flug adores you in every way possible, he is so in love with you, he felt wanted
• especially when something happened to you, and you immediate came to him of all people, to him
• it made Flug feel special, that you chose him, not someone else, he dosnt feel like he deserves it, or deserves you
• but you are bound to do everything in your power to show him how much you loved him
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nyantropy · 6 months
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Sorry for a long post and my grammar, but this is something that i really need to get of my chest
After almost a year of thinking about it, i've come to a simple conclusion - despite my love for part 5, i do not like how Lupin's and Goemon's conflict ended.. Or at the very least im very confused by it. And here is why
Before i go into details about this, i want to clarify a few things
1. All of this is, obviously, my personal opinion. If you disagree - thats great!! I would honestly love to hear your opinion!!
2. I love part 5 and this conflict in it self. The moment when Goemon, after releasing what he had  done, rushes back to Lupin, throwing Zantezuken away, and desperately calls to him is beautifully heartbreaking! And the scene where Lupin encourages him to laugh after everything that happened is just beautiful!
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However.. This same scene is basically the only conclusion that we ever get to this conflict. And this is just not enough. You may argue that this is the point - they've been through hell and back together, of course that would be enough for them! And i agree. I agree that the intention behind writing this scene the way it was written, was to show us that Lupin and Goemon are so close that they don't need lengthy discussions to understand each other and to forgive each other. But! If that's the truth.. why was there a conflict to begin with?
The problem with this ending is the fact that it addresses only that Goe attacked Lupin but not the cause of it, making it seem like the only reason for this was... "Enzo told him to!"
Wich is not the case
The reason for why i think that way is simple - even befor Enzo starts trying to manipulate him, Goemon declares, that he and Lupin are neither allies nor friends, wich outright suggest that his actions and insecuritys about beeing seen as Lupins underling or part of Lupins collection, are symptoms of a bigger issue.
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Because up until this point.. there wasn't really much to suggest they aren't, not only in other season but in this one. Up untill this point Goemon trust Lupin with his plans, helps him whenever he can and just is in general.. acts like his freind, even if a little more silent then Jigen. One of the best examples is the scene where Albert injured Lupin and seeing this, even so Goemon clearly looks at him with rage and desire for revenge, he prioritizes saving his freind. Because Lupin is important to him.
And even better we can see the depths of his attachment to Lupin after Goemon hurts him in a fight. It wasn't what he wanted, it never was. What he truly wanted was to know for sure who he was to Lupin and if he was as important to him, as he himself is to Goe.
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At least that's the picture all of part 5 episodes paint in my head.
And yet.. Goemon never gets the answer!! Lupin never reasures him, they never talk about there relationships, instead the focus of the story shifts to something else. And i truly dont understand  why! Part 5 puts alot of emphases on to human relationships and yet..  This conflict has alot of built up to it, be it in a form of this two acting like freinds, Goemon questioning if Lupin even needs him and Jigen or.. Lupin outright SAYING THAT GOEMON IS HIS FREIND ONLY TO NEVER REPEAT IT TO GOE HIMSELF WICH HE ACTUALLY NEEDED!!
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And yet.. this just never gets addressed in the series...Wich makes me extremely sad, because Goemon's and Lupin's friendship is one of the things wich i like the most about "Lupin the third" and.. it just sad how it gets either neglected or dealt with.. like this in recent seasons
Anyway, what do YOU think?
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00belle00lovely00 · 2 months
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May I request Bobby x Dogday headcanons please?
OML YES MORE UNDERRATED SHIPS
I LOVE YALL FOR KEEPING IDEAS FLOWINGG
DW YOU GUYS, IM GOING ONE BY ONE. I PROMISE ALL OF YOUR HEADCANONS WILL BE DELIVERED!
❤️☀️❤️☀️❤️☀️❤️☀️❤️☀️❤️☀️❤️☀️❤️☀️❤️☀️❤️☀️❤️☀️
LETS. CALL THIS ONE. LOVEJOY. NO DISCUSSION. LOVEJOY.
Call me corny but I'm a sucker for mushy touchy love.
This ship dynamic is literally every couple's envy or goal in life.
They are going on and on at each other the whole day by going "I love you" "I love you more" "no- I love YOU more" "no I LOVE YOU MORE" "NO NO NO! I LOVE YOU MORE!" "NO, I LOVE YOU MORE" "NO, I LOVE YOU MORE-"
PDA?... you must be joking, right? THEY ARE THE PDA.
Bobby, being the sweetheart of the group, is constantly checkign up on people and making sure taht not only the love she projects is around everyone. But also the self-love that is equally as important in her eyes. And who else in this entire group would be cosntantly forgetting about taking care of himself first before others? That's right, Dogday. My man is constantly worried, concerned or always in the lookout for others that it just DRAINS him a bunch. And due to that, Bobby is always the one to try to make things up and remind him of who is more important!
I like to think they call eachother as their scents like; Dogday would call Bobby "rose-bud" and Bobby to Dogday "vanilla-pup". Which irritates the living HELL out of the entire group by how corny it is. But these two INSTANTLY ignore it.
They are suckers for physical love. Hug, cuddles, you name it.
OML YOU KNOW WHAT THESE TWO WOULD GIVE EACHOTHER AS GIFTS? WELL LET ME JUST TELL YOU THIS: DOGDAY HAVING A ROSE PERFUME AND BOBBY HAVING A BUNCH OF HEARTSHAPED VANILLA CHOCOLATES IS JUST- TOO PERFECT.
They be clinging onto eachother all day long.
OKAY... I HAD COVERED UP THIS TOPIC BEFORE- But my biggest headcanon for Bobby is that, from based of some cutouts, that she had seperation anxiety. Where if she's left alone in a room too long she becomes very lonely, and begin to feel unwanted and in worst case scenerio for her, unloved. DOGDAY. THIS MAN. THE MOMENT HE FINDS OUT ABOUT IT, PRIVACY DOESN'T EXSIST NO MORE. HE BE EVERYWHERE NEAR BOBBY EVEN IF IT MEANS HE GONNA SQUISH HIS BODY INSIDE A TIGHT ROOM.
Okay. it gotta happen. They watch Bluey and Carebears, IT GOTTA HAPPEN. THAT'S LITERALLY THEIR DATE.
THAT or they go to the park for a small walk, and if they're lucky these two will make a small stop by a bench to either hold hands or pick up random roses they find.
OH I GOT A GOOD SCENERIO. Imagine this; Dogday is frustrated today and Bobby comes in to try to reasure him with a hug. But the MOMENT she comes close to wrap her arms aroudn him, he turns around and instantly bites her hand. This, of course, turning into a whole situation of Bobby sobbing by, not even because it hurt, but because Dogday did it to her. AND OF COURSE, DOGDAY INSTANTLY REGRETS IT AND GOING INTO A "omg! I'm so sorry, Bobby! I didn't mean to!" SITUATION. AND THEY- THEY JUST-... they hug it out ❤️
Everytime someone mentions Bobby's name, Dogday's ears go up. Everytime Bobby is mentioned, Dogday's tail wags. And why should you know this? Because Bobby is AWARE of it, and everytime it happens, she brings it up and compliments him about it. That instantly, of course, embarassing Dogday.
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GLASSES
summary: in which a nerd and a popular kid run into each other
warnings: none
everyone knows there is a line you dont cross, weather it be in a relationship, a friendship or what not, whatever you do you dont cross that line. in this case the line you dont cross is between the low class and the upper class. your probobly thinking why? why are you talking about something that only happend in the 1800s, well somerville high was not like any other school. it was not caught up with the time, so someone in the lower class wouldn't even counsider being friends with someone in the upper class nevermind a relationship.
matthew sturniolo was a nerd. thats what the popular kids called him anyway. besides his smarts the reason people called hima nerd and low life was because of his glasses. the ones that were always falling off his nose becuase they were a little big, the glasses that every other girl in the school would make fun of, the glasses that as most people would say, made him look like a dork. ask anyone who they think matthew sturniolo is and they would say nerd with glasses (even though he is a triplet) well almost everyone
scarlet green the most popular girl in the whole school. the girl everyone was on their knees for like she was the kings daughter and they would get shot if they weren't. she rulled the school just becuase they let her. see scarlet didnt ask to be popular they just let her be. now she wasnt that kind of popular that you would worship becuase you were afraid of, she was no regina george. she was actually sweet and kind and maybe thats the reason why everyone chose her for the crown.
in scarlets opionion boys were low life jerks that would persway any opportunity to get into your pants. while being populer had its upsides it deffenitly had its downsides as well. all the boys were trying to get in her pants. she was getting a number from a boy that was any other girls dream, she turned them all down though because there was never a guy that had exceeded her expectations until him.
scarlet was walking down the halls of her high school at the early hours in the morning minding her own business even though three guys have already asked her for her number, when all of the sudden she ran into someone knocking books to the ground.
"oh my god i am so sorry" said a voice that seemed in such a state of nervousness that he knocked more books down if that was even possible
"it's okay dont worry about it" scarlet bent down to pick up the books of the floor
they countinued to pick up the books off the floor every so often handing the other their book until all the books were picked up. scarlet finally got a look at the boys face and almost swooned over him in an instant. his glasses were almost completly off his face from the impact. his hair, which was parted in the middle was starting to overlap, his hands that were shaking from being in the presense of scarlet green herself. all in all he looked like a mess, an adorable one to scarlet.
scarlet reached her hand over to gently brush her hands through his messed up part trying to fix what was once there, once she was done with that she moved to his face to fix his glasses putting them back up to the bridge of his nose, admiring his eyes and the way they sparkled in the light as she did. she moved her hands into his trying to reasure him that he was safe in her arms.
"i love your glasses" scarlet spoke in a tone that she genuinely ment it which made matt melt
"oh these really? i hate them, people make fun of me for them" matt told the girl in complete shock
"really cause i think they make you look really handsome" she spoke quietly all the while still holding his hands
"the names scarlet by the way" she told the boy
"yeah i know, youre really pretty" matt gushed
scarlet blushed at the complement. he wasnt like the others, he seemed genuinely sweet
"im matt" he replied back smiling
"i know"
his smile dropped. of course she knew who he was, he was the guy they all bullied and made fun of
"your brother nick is really funny we sit next to each other in photography class" she smiled
for once someone didn't know him off of his glasses but by his brohters, he felt his chest warm knowing this.
"ill see you around matt" she started walking off while matt was still in shock
his brothers came over to him seeing his shocked face
"are you okay? why do you look so shocked" his brother chris asked
"wait!, i almost forgot"
scarlet ran back to the boy giving him a piece of paper and a kiss on the check
"hi nick! see you in photography class" she smiled before walking off to her class
matt opened the paper reading it in shock with his brothers
heres my number ###-###-####, i would love to hang out sometime, i might need some help with math :)
safe to say matt started getting teased by his brothers more often after that.
note: i'm atill trying to figure this out so sorry if this is wired anyway! this is mine! ANY OF THESE ONESHOTS ON WATTPAD ARE MINE AS WELL
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ryxiez · 1 year
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HI!! I dont know how I found you literally as you just posted your masterlist, but its nice to run into another new obey me acc! :]
could I request some headcanons/drabbles for the demon brothers (or whichever characters u would like, Im not picky) with a super like. Fragile MC? IDK HOW TO PUT WHAT I MEAN—Ig an mc that's prone to getting hurt, bruises easily, is on the weaker side, etc etc. Maybe the demons are kinda like?? Anxious that if they're not gentle enough they'll accidentally break them or smth.
Thank you for requesting! I hope this is what you meant cause I kinda took different styles with a few of them. Also sorry for any spelling mistakes, I’m writing this half asleep >_<
Obey Me! Brothers with fragile!MC (Headcanons)
Fluffy Comforting Headcannons
Mentions the reader/MC getting hurt in some way, no blood mentioned at all
this is kinda how the brothers would react/treat you after you got hurt or they realized you were hurt
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Ever since you were little you were always called clumsy. Often tripping over your own two feet, bruises and scraps covering spots on your skin.
Lucifer
- Often took notice of the discoloration in your skin, yet never brought it up with you.
- Basically knew what was happening and what was wrong right away
- During your time down there, he always seemed to be coincidently there whenever you would fall, or bump into something, even at school.
- However sometimes he didn't make it in time to catch you, or redirect you, but would always help you up.
- You reasure you that you are okay and only IF no one was around, he would plant a small kiss on where it hurts.
Mammon
- Wouldn't notice until he touched you (like a hug) and you pulled back with a hiss.
- Was very startled and thought he somehow hurt you with his "demon strength".
- He became all panicky with tears in his eyes when you told him you were fine when he knew you weren't.
- Finally he convinced you to show him what you were hiding and he was basically speechless. He couldn't believe he was letting you get hurt when he was supposed to look after you.
- Mammon then pulled you into a hug, avoiding the certain bruise, and told you to call for him whenever you were hurt again.
Leviathan
- You would honestly trip over stuff in his room a lot. Boxes and items on his floor that he didn't want to put away yet because he was gaming.
- He would pause his game right away if he could as soon as he heard a loud thump from behind him.
- Rushing over, he saw tears in your eyes as you held onto your ankle for dear life, rocking back and forth slightly.
- He apologized a million times, stuttering, as he held you close to him, and tried to take a look at your foot after your breathing slowed down again.
- Promises to clean his room for you, which he did, but only a little bit.
Satan
- Same as Levi, has a very messy room but with him he has scattered books and papers everywhere you can't even walk right.
- However, when he first heard you fall, anger struck him more than concern as he turned around with sharp eyes
- That was until he saw you in your weakened state on the floor and he immediately softened up.
- He rushed to your side and asked you were it hurt and how he could help.
- Definitely put a numbing or healing spell on your wound because he couldn't help but feel like it was his fault.
Amsodeus
- He found the discoloration in your skin on one of your many spa days.
- You then had to explain to him how you just seemed to bump into things or just fall a lot and couldn't help it.
- He would almost cry as he caressed your skin with lotions and creams, trying his best to sooth the pain, and it worked.
- Promises to try his best to stay by your side to help, and he even starts carrying bandaids and bruise cream in his purse for you.
- Let's just say you would be having spa days way more often so he can take care of you as much as possible.
Beelzebub
- Both of you made your late night trips to the kitchen as your stomachs rumble. (More so his)
- While stumbling around in the dark, you managed to walk right into the edge of the counter.
- You let out a yelp before holding down on the now pulsating spot, probably scrapped and bruised.
- Beel immediately had a candle lit in your direction as his big hands worked to slowly pry yours off yourself so he could see the wound.
- Would act like he wasn't panicking but he really was on the inside.
- Gave it a kiss before placing a bandaid on it after carrying you to the bathroom.
- Cuddles for the rest of the night while he protected you.
Belphegor
- Tried to cuddle closer to you while he was in your bed one night
- You we’re almost fully asleep until your felt his fingers press too hard on one of the fresh bruises you got this morning.
- You squirmed out of his grasp you you could sit up, trying to get away from the pain
- Belphie was confused and tried until you brought up the bruise he touched
- He apologized with caring eyes before laying you back down to cuddle, this time offering you to share his cow print pillow.
- From now on he was more careful and gentle with his touch
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exporius · 3 days
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Work life balance
Large wooden doors close before your eyes and you let out a groan of exhaustion that you've been holding in all day. The daycare was finally closed for the day and you could not be happier. Sure, you loved working with the kiddos, sun, and moon, but some days just get too... much? Noises sometimes get too loud, the colors in the daycare sometimes feel too bright, and that doesnt help when kids are running around doing god knows what. You were rightfully exhausted, but today more so than other days.
"Oh my god, finally." You groaned out as your feet dragged you to the staff counter, your body immediately tossing itself into one of the office chairs. The wheels underneath you squeak as a metalic chortle echoes from deep within the daycare, drawing your attention to the tall yellow figure in the other side of the room.
"Aw, tired already? Thought id ask you to stay for a slumber party." Sun, the daycare attendant who you technically worked for, spoke loud enough for you to hear him, even at such a distance. You chuckled as he skipped his way towards you, a cheaply designed moon plushie in his hand jingling with each hop.
"Todays been rough," you sighed as you laid your head down on the desk, the darkness of closing your eyes making the pulsing in your head subside. "My backs sore and that karen almost made me do something bad."
"What happened to your back?" Sun asked with a tilt in his head; you don't see it, but you can hear the familiar sound.
"Nothing just-" a yawn escaped your lips as you sat back up and stretched, your back making a small pop as if to prove your earlier statement right. "-looking down at kids all the time does numbers on the spine, especially if your a human."
Theres a hum of acknowledgment from sun but no further inquiries or statements, he can probably tell you're overstimulated and tired. Hell, you were practically falling asleep mid conversation. Your eyes were heavy and for a moment you swear you started dreaming, but you couldn't clock off work yet since you had to help sun clean up.
"Psstt~" your eyes snap open and you see sun laying his head on top of the staff counter, moon plush held out towards you as he hid his smile behind his free arm. "You should take a nap," he mimics moons voice as he holds back a laugh. "We'll clean up for the night! Just rest up before you get behind a wheel like that."
"No no no-" you waved your hands dismissively. "Its fine- im fine. Let me help-"
"Nonsense! If you go driving home all exhausted, we just might not see you tomorrow." Suns standing at full height now, hands on his hips as he frowns like a disapproving mother.
"Im not that tired." You tried to reasure, fighting back a yawn that ironically tried to creep up your throat. Sun only shook his head and clicked his tongue, the moon plush in his hand practically doing the same thing.
He was right, you were exhausted. But you didnt want him to do all the work just because your human body was losing battery. That wasn't right to you.
"Here look," you pushed the chair away from the desk and hopped off to stand up, a flash of dizziness hitting you for a second. "Im fine! Not tired at all! A-ok!" Sun watched as you made a show of marching out from behind the counter, leaning over to grab a rogue ballpit ball that somehow got left nearby.
"You really shouldn't push it, rain cloud." The animatronic makes a noise akin to a sigh.
"Im fine." Theres silence as you walked over to the large ballpit, throwing the plastic sphere inside as sun just watched from over by the desk.
You could feel his gaze following your every movement, probably seeing how sluggishly you moved. You went to grab a couple more items that were scattered around before something grabs you by the shoulders.
"Huh?" You turned your head as far as you physically could to see sun standing behind you, an unfamiliar expression on his face as his large fingers kneaded into your shoulders and back. "What are you doi- ack!" a pain in your scapula interupts you as suns fingers pressed harder into the flesh, making you wince as you dropped whatever toy you had in your hand.
Then, the pain melted away. Instead, in its place was a comforting massage that you couldnt help but lean into, eyes fluttering shut and head falling forward.
"What are you doing?" You asked again, quietly this time.
"Relax. If your not gonna even try a nap, at least let us do this for you."
Suns hands worked wonders as they found each ache and crevice that tainted your temple of a body, his touch making you melt. You couldnt help the small noises of satisfaction that slipped out now and again, embarrassing you a little but sun didnt seem to mind. He was always so good at molding you with nothing but his touch. You felt like the winter snow melting underneath the cozy sun, or clay in a sculptors skilled hands.
"Feeling better?" Your eyes flutter open as sun whispers into your right ear, the heat of his body bouncing off of you comfortably.
"Mhmm.." you nodded as you leaned your head back, the crown of your skull meeting with his chest. "Perfect, actually."
Sun hums and smiles, his face pressed against your head as his hands slowly trail down your back. They slide down to your waist and you could feel heat growing in your face. But you didnt move. No, in fact, you closed your eyes again and enjoyed how his long digits wrapped around the area gently, intimately. The feeling was all you've ever dreamt of, to be held, caressed, loved.
That was until you felt the ground below you leave your presence. You squeaked as you felt suns grip on your waist pull you into the air, effortlessly carrying you to a pile of cots and blankets. The solar wordlessly threw you(carefully) into the pile, wasting no time to wrap you up in layers of blankets to the point you literally were not able to move.
"Sun! What the hell?!" You glared at him as he dusted his hands and looked down at his work with a satisfied smirk.
"Rest up little doll," he cheerfully commanded, clasping his hands together with a toothy grin. "And watch your language."
You scoffed and tried to wiggle your way out, but he seemed to have wrapped you up far too well.
"Sun!!" You whined, your body falling backwards onto the cots as you grew too exhausted to keep fighting.
"Now now," sun cooed as he crouched down and positioned you into a more comfortable laying position. "I wouldnt stay awake any longer; the lights are out in 3 minutes."
"What?! But im not- sun!" But he was already walking away, humming to the tune that played over the speakers as he grabbed the toy you dropped earlier, placing it into a crate and completely ignoring your whining.
You groaned angrily, but the anger subsided as you stared up into the cloud shaped ceiling lights. The bright whites made your eyes hurt and you couldnt help but close them. And before you knew it, you were asleep.
"Goodnight, star."
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shinyrhinestones · 1 year
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A song, is what it takes.
Summary: Reader is Spencers twinsister and the team is trying to get Elle and Reader together, but Spencer doesn't know.
I lost the request but im still gonna write it. I hope its alright. Also english isn't my mother tongue, so there will probably be some mistakes.
Pairing: Elle Greenaway x Fem!reader
Genre: Fluff
Category: Oneshot.
Warnings: Kissing.
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No matter what was going on, it seemed like something was drawing you and Elle together. Everytime you'd have a case, and had to be briefede you'd always seem to end up sitting next to the girl you couldnt be normal around. She's too beautiful. There was something about her, that drew you in. You had only known her for a couple of months, and still you were all over the place. Everytime you'd have to stay at a hotel while working on a case, or just finishing one, you'd be paired up with Elle.
Elle Greenaway, your colleague. Its not that you minded sharing a room with her, it just always made you stutter, hesitate and make your palms sweat just a little bit. You'd end up sitting together on the plane home. Or on the way over to where the case would take place. You two would always end up talking alot together, whenever this happened. It was like you never ran out of topics, words, themes or whatever, when you two were sat together. You two could talk together to the end of time. What you didn't notice was that when you were in a deep conversation with Elle, the rest of your coworkers would pair up and stare at you two in the background. They would whisper about you two, and their next moves. They'd smile at their small accomplishments even though you two weren't aware of your true feelings to each other yet. But that's what they were here for. To help you on the way.
Well, the only one on the team who was oblivious to the shipping of you two was Spencer. He wasn't included when the others got together to admire you two from afar. Normally you didn't really think anything of it. It was probably all just a coincidence that no matter what you were doing at work you somehow ended up talking or working with Elle somehow. The team wished to accomplish that one of you would finally ask the other out. But you never did. Then they tried to start mentioning how cute you two were, to maybe encourage you. Spencer even thought sometimes the team was mad at him or making him feel left out. For example that time where Spencer was about to sit next to you but then Derek shoved the chair away from him, giving him a knowing look. Trying to tell him why with his eyes, but Spencer didn't catch on. Instead he furrowed his eyebrows, and looked around confused. His hands in his pockets trying to understand what had just happened. He still didn't catch on when Elle came in and took the seat next to you, leaving Spencer with the chair on the other end of the table. He might've felt like the team liked you better than him. Even though the team never had a favorite. Well, maybe they had a favorite ship. Hopefully soon, a favorite couple.
There were of course some times where the team didn't have to do anything to get you two closer, or give you sweet moments. That's probably also why you fit so well together. You didn't need someone to force you together. You just needed a little reasurence.
Like that one time where you were on a case, during late fall:
You were shivering, from the cold breeze. The wind brushing your hair and shoving to the trees making their leafs rattle together. The leafs were dark brown and orange. The trees almost being dead, since winter was nearing. You tried hugging yourself and moving around to keep yourself warm. You started to regret not bringing a jacket or at least a warmer shirt, but you thought that You could handle the weather. It didn't seem that cold, when you got ready for the day. You could hear the wind swirl around your ears and the cold causing your ears and cheeks to go red. But then you saw her standing in front of you, and then your cheeks went red for a whole different reason. She was standing there with her jacket in her hands, holding it infront of her. She was looking at you with a small subtle smile and it was such a gentle caring expression she held. Her eyes studying your face for a moment before speaking up. "You seem cold" Her voice almost made your knees melt. But you couldt let yourself move. Being so close to her and having her full attention made butterflies erupt in your stomach. "I am" You answered, slowly stopping rubbing your arms. Her lips were slightly parted, her lips being a faint soft pinkish, redish color. "Here. Take my coat" She said softly. It wasn't a demand, nor was it a question. Your lips turned upward at her thoughtfulness.
"Thank you" You said, as she held out the coat for you to fully take. You took it calmly from her grip, brushing fingers as you did so. Eye contact didnt seem to be a problem betweent you two. Your eyes were glued to each other, not being able to look away, as you put it on. "Elle, Y/N!" Derek called, interrupting you and Elle. Elles head whipped around, and you walked up next to her, to see what Derek wanted. But you weren't paying attention. Your mind was still foggy from the way her eyes could shine so brightly, even if it was so gloomy outside. Oh, and the feeling her fingers quickly but softly touching yours.
Then there was the time where you were on a little vacation with Derek and Elle in Jamaica. It was night and the summer breeze was brushing against your legs, as Elle asked if you wanted to dance. There was music and that dance floor, where other couples and people were enjoying the night. You nodded at her, and she took your hands following you to the dance floor. You were both smiling at each other, and softly swaying to the sounds of the music. You could even feel the vibrations of the music under your feet. Her arms resting around your neck and yours resting around her form. Her skin was so soft, and having her touching you felt like heaven. It felt rare. Like you had to cherish this feeling and moment forever. As long as you possibly could.
Earlier that day you and Elle had played Volleyball with some guys at the beach. You had been laughing and enjoying the game together the whole time. You couldnt help but admire Elle during the whole game. You also felt a sickening feeling in the pit of your stomach, everytime one of the guys had flirted with Elle. Now you couldnt quite read if Elle was into it or not, but it still hurt. But it was like you could feel the bond between you and Elle getting stronger and closer. It's not easy to explain, it's something you feel.
But right now you were at a bar, with most of the team. Spencer had been persuaded, Hotch had agreed to go shortly, Gideon didn't go and the rest of you were quite enthusiastic. Penelope, Derek, Emily and JJ were on the dance floor. Then there was you, Spencer, Elle and Hotch sitting by a table just calmly chatting. Hotch had exused himself, getting his coat on. He had a family to go home to, so he didn't stay for that long.
While he was getting his things, Penelope had made her way over to all of you, but only with the intention of interacting with you and Elle. You were sitting next to her, leaning your head on the palm of your hand. You had placed your elbow quite close to Elle without noticing. Penelope dragged the two of you onto the little stage in the bar. Yes, she was actually making you two do karaoke. You'd have to be really brave and confident to do karaoke. Strangers gathered in a bar and amateur singers putting on a perfomance. You'd need to be secure in your singing and perfomance. Now, its not like you and Elle were bad at singing. But you could always be better. The whole time you both had been stuttering out words of rejection, and walking hesitantly. But then she shoved the microphone in your hand. "Come on, it'll be fun" She almost pleaded and gave you a small pouty look. The music had already started to play and when you looked behind Penelope you saw a bunch of people looking at you waiting for the small show to begin. Oh, right then you felt like you wanted to just run away and hide. Hide from the world, and make everyone forget about you and everything you've ever done. But then Elle sighed, and tool a hold of the microphone is shifting it lighty. Now you were both holding it, so you could both access it.
You had both started to sway to the music, trying to get comfortable. You both started singing and at first it was awkward. You weren't even looking at the audience, and your shoulders were tense. But just like music always does, it gets to you. Music can do so much to a person. Make them feel all kinds of different emotions and think a bunch of different things. It can even say things for you.
You were holding the microphone in your right hand, and Elle was holding it with her left. Since you had to hold it together to both participate as much as you could, you were close. Your bodies were so close to each other. You could almost feel her breath on your skin. You were subconsciously moving yourself closer to her, feeling the warmth of her body more and more. Elle herself felt her mind go blurry. She couldnt think straight. It was like, it was only you two in the world. In the moment. The words you were singing belonged to a sweet, soft love song. When you were singing those words to one another, looking into each others eyes getting more and more lost, you were singing words you'd longed to tell her for a long time. Words so she could understand how you feel about her. Elle even felt like her legs were going to betray her in that moment. Never had she been more infatuated with you in that moment. All of a sudden Elle understood her feelings for you completely. It all made sense. And you. You had just been waiting for a sign. A way. I think everyone knew what you were feeling for Elle, but yourself. It was complicated, really. You were aware of these feelings and emotions, but you had never actually thought: What if i asked her out? What if she was mine?
It was like you just weren't going to do anything. But in that moment, you wanted to. You wanted to try and see if maybe Elle wanted to too. Then the song ended. And everyone clapped, causing you to snap back to reality and out of the little spell you both had been under. You both smiled looking around to see the team smiling and clapping along. You had no idea, that the whole time while you and Elle were singing together, they had been gushing and whispering about you two at the table you had claimed for the night. Spencer was also clapping along, but he wasn't wearing that amusing look like the rest. He was more casual. You put the microphone back in it's place, and joining the rest of the group with Elle. Hotch had stayed, when he realized what Penelope had been doing.
"Not bad" Derek smiled, leaning on the table. "Thanks" You muttered, sitting back in your seat. You were both blushing crazily. You'd had to be absolutely blind not to be able to see it. It was so obvious. Everyone had noticed the romantic interest you two had in each other....well, all except for your brother, Spencer. You and Spencer could talk about alot of stuff together. Discussing things and topics, talking about childhood memories but you didn't really talk much about the others love life. And you definitely didn't want to talk about your interest in Elle, afraid of her finding out. "That was really cute!" Penelope commented, her voice full of excitement. Hotch decided to leave after having watched you and Elle's little moment. The others quickly made conversation again, but you and Elle were silent. Your knees brushing against the others once in a while. You couldnt think clearly. Your mind was too focused on Elle. Her long dark hair looked so elegant as it bounced around, and her chocolate brown eyes shining. She truly was captivating. You didn't even notice you'd been staring, until she turned to look at you. You made eye contact immediately. None of you looked away. You just sat there. Looking. It might've looked awkward in 3rd person, but it wasnt to either of you. You could feel the connection between you two. There was just something there. Something strong. For a moment you started to wonder if she even felt the same, or if it was just you.
But then she kissed you. All of a sudden her lips were on yours. Infront of everyone. Her lips were so soft, and feeling the warmth from her body again was something you'd never want to end. One of her hands ended up on the side of your face. You of course kissed her back. It took a few seconds to register what had just happened, but when you became aware, you immediately kissed her back. It felt so safe and secure. Your heart was beating so fast, you might've believed it would've beated all the way through your chest, like you were in a cartoon. Then you both pulled away, after some time to not only get some air but to see each others reactions. But then you looked around you to see your colleagues looking absolutely shocked but happy at the same time. Eyes wide, eyebrows raised and small smiles tugging at their lips. "Wow." JJ almost mumbled. "Argh! Finally!!" Penelope clapped her hands, and jumped in her seat. Through your whole life with your twinbrother Spencer, you had never seen him more confused before. He was absolutely shunned. Eyes wide and mouth agape. "What?" Spencer managed to say, even though he looked absolutely speechless. You bit your bottomlip to stop a smile forming on your face, and as your elbow rested on the table before you, you took your hand covered the top of your face so your eyes were hidden from the people around you. Elle snuck one of her hands into the one you held on your lap, to hold it softly but secure. "You two are so cute" JJ said sweetly to you two, so maybe you'd feel less embarrassed. You sneaked a glance over all of them and sighed. They seemed okay with the fact you were two girls. But then again that wasn't really your biggest question. The thing you wanted to know was what you and Elle were going to do now between the two of you. Go on a date and take it from there, or forget this thing? You just hoped Elle wanted the same as you. You giggled, feeling trapped. "Thank you" You said, answering JJ's recent remark. You looked at Spencer giving him a slight awkward smile. He took a breath before closing his mouth again. He looked down and then up again. "What is going on? Why do none of you seem so shocked?" Spencer questioned out of pure curiosity, pointing to you two. "Spencer, its been so obvious. We've all been pushing them together the last couple of months" Emily stated. "You have?" You then asked. Now Spencer was even more confused. How come you didn't even know? Elle didn't seemed that surprised, meaning she must've been well aware. "Yeah. Why do you think you always end up sitting together whenever we're at work or doing anything in general?" It sounded from Emily. She herself seemed surprised you hadn't noticed. "Yeah, or that one time in Jamaica. I invited both of you for a reason" Derek explained. You let out a breathy laugh. "Oh" Was all you managed. "Or today when Garcia forced you to sing" Emily mentioned. You then looked at Elle. "Why did i not know any of this?" Spencers high-pitched voice sounded. He was furrowing his eyebrows, and looking around pure baffled. You all let out a laugh, at the sound of your brother. You were sure he was happy for the both of you, but right now he just needed some answers. And you were just happy to finally have gotten closer to the girl you'd been dreaming of. Turns out that the whole time it had been the team who had been drawing you and Elle together.
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cure-typhoon · 8 months
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what happens in the runaway au-????
im quite invested now-
Okey so i think its time i talk about what happened after this post :3 Heads up, long post! CW: Violence, Blood and Death (i will also put in the tags)
After the encounter in the cabin, they tried to talk to Karkat about what happened but because he is so disorientated they decide is better to take him to a hospital, he REALLy doesn't want to go, and says he just needs a bath and ''HE'LL BE FINE''
So they come to some sort of compromise and decide they'll talk about it again after he relaxs a little and eats something. So they go to Tavros's place, as it was the closest
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After some food, they're able to finally talk more calmly. They try again but Karkat still doesn't remember anything, he doesn't know why he attacked them and he can't even remember it happened even thought it was like an hour ago.
From the past year since he has been missing to the moment he attacked them is completely erased from his mind, he doesn't understand what's happening and is a very stressful situation for everyone involved. The only thing he remembers is right before he went missing, with him having to stop his car back home because ''THE CAR SUDDENLY STOPPED'' and him having to check it out, with the last thing he remembered was a bright light, and thats it.
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Because of that, they tried again to go to a hospital, but Karkat is really against it and they dont understand why, he doesn't want to go out AT ALL and is very scared and even though he can't understand why, his body is basically screaming him ''NO'' to the idea of going to a very populated area with other people. But he is obviously not fine, he has been missing for a year, can't remember anything of it, is malnourished and was covered in animal blood when they found him.
They start to argue until someone knocks on the door, Tavros goes to answers it and is a group of paramedics who came here because ''Of a call they got'', Tavros is confused and asks to the group ''Who called in for an ambulance?'' causing confusion because it looks like no one did
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''Can we come in?'' they ask, Tavros is unsure and tells them they got the wrong house, ''We're sure we got the right address'' while they try to keep the door open. Equius steps in and tell them to leave
That's when a chaos insues, the ''paramedics'' get into a full fight with Equius, it's obvious that theyre trained in combat because they're able to defeat Equius, even thought he is pretty strong. He gets injured badly and is left on the floor bleeding after he got stabbed
The group starts to freak out because they dont understand whats going on, but the pair of ''Paramedics'' tell them they need to calm down and if ''theyre friend'' (Karkat) goes with them, but obviously that wasn't going to happen.
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It didn't end well for them.
Karkat, or rather the alien who is possessing him, proceeded to fight, murder and the eat the souls of both of them, only for their bodies to become dust and disappear in the wind
After that, he walked out the door and tried to leave, only to be stopped by Kanaya who tried to reasure things will be fine, even if she doesn't know what is going on or the fact she just saw her childhood friend murder and turn to dust two people. The alien told her that its better for them to leave both of them alone as things will only get more dangerous the more time passes and that he can take care of himself and Karkat on his own.
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She is somehow able to convince him to help and after that it starts the runaway part of the whole story, as Kanaya is adamant to help Karkat with this whole thing, while the group thinks she is going to get killed. Only to join her later.
At the end they have to escape from the people who are trying to capture Karkat and as he goes through his metamorphosis and are basically constantly on the roadway while they look for ways to help him and try to find out what the fuck happened while he was missing, as the Alien is not the most cooperative person
Its gets more complicated than that but i am already making things long lol, hope you enjoy
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fruitybashir · 1 month
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if i dont get at least 5 asks from you after a new chapter id be like oh i fucked up .............. its the metric by which i determine if the chapter was good or bad hahahaha 💖💖💖💖
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(yes I stole your reaction pic, sorryyy)
Thank youuuuuuuu I am always scared that I'm being annoying this is great reasurance <3
Now, onto the actual chapter:
The longer the day goes on, the more Bojan seems like himself again, awake and active and talking, talking, talking- … and it should annoy Kris, it really should. It did, just a few months back but there’s none of that now.
I relate to both of them so hard in this scene, I too talk a lot all the time always and I too absolutely adore listening to the people I love talk :D
apple spam under the cut :D
lmaooo like remember when kris yelled at bojan for not shutting up? and look at him now. where did all attitude go huh? 😌
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baby steps, baby steps, he thinks he can still get out of it if he just admits hes crushing but thats just the admission that opens possibilities for more hahaha
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i cant heeeeeelp it, every time i see bojan with kids im like 😭😭😭😭 he belongs with kids and i can SOOOO see him in daycare/kindergarten like,,,, it is all so clear to me
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its just scraps and glimpses into why their dynamic was the way it was at the start and they need to get it all out in the open and clear it up a) for kris to realise he can trust bojan now and bojan isnt that asshole teen anymore and b) for bojan to understand why kris was so cold to him and accept that he had to earn that trust/affection back
also the thing (in this au) was that like. kris had a crush on bojan and then bojan calls him a slur and that not only hits extra hard in the being called a slur department, but also being called that by someone you looked up to (inspired him into music) and that you put on a pedestal and admired etc, that just cuts extra deep, it feels like a betrayal almost
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NO SAME THO!! like i couldnt form a dutch sentence if my life depended on it but when i looked them up and thomas helped me figure out what sounded most natural etc, id read them and be like oh yeah. i understand that. all of that. its so weird!!!
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oh and one day he will make a home in that <33 one day <33 after theyve got their shit together and become a couple and get married and have children and then kris will have bojan laughing and kissing him on the couch always <33333
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burnedwriter · 11 months
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Ehem... may I request a mini drabble fic.. of ftm trans masc reader x wesker face sitting~ reader is insecure on the down stairs region and wesker wants to make them feel less insecure 😉🫠👀
A/n: sorry for taking so long with replying to your ask,i had to do some research and ask some of my trans friends to help me write this fic(huge props to them),I decided to write the smut scene in kinda gender neutral language since the reader can be at any point of their transition,anyways hope you enjoy!
warnings:smut mixed with comfort,tans masc!reader,face sitting,petnames.
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''is there something bothering you my dear?'' wesker said.Nothing could escape this man's gaze.He studied your behaviour and every move you did throught the week seeing that you werent acting like your usual self.It made him think what might be the reason you are acting this way.He thought to himself was this the right time to confront you about it?Seeing you lay on the couch reading your book it was very prominent in your face that something was occuping your thought as Wesker stood at your feet.
''yes..''you finally admitted to him,closing your book and placing it on the table next to you as you sit up leaving some room on the couch for wesker to sit down next to you.
''Did someone harm you,my dear?,i can take care of them,just let me know who it is...''he said with his usual serious tone as he sat down next to you.
''Wesker it's fine,no one is to blame its just....''you tried to reasure him that everythng was fine,but a man like albert he was not buying it.
''Do you love me Albert?every part of me?even if im different?''you said feeling a sense of relief as you finally admitted your deepest insecurity.Giving him a hint of how you felt about yourself.The small silence filling your body with anxiety as you see wesker not responding,expecting a negative respose but instead you heard him say something that was really rare coming from his mouth.
''let me show you how much i love you''he said,it was one of the few times he showed genuine passion breaking his usual cold demeanor and showed his vulnurable side catching you off guard since it was really out of his character.After that you really dont know how things turned out the way they did,everything moved so swiftly that your brain couldnt comprehend what just happened.
Now sitting on Wesker's face ,your legs on either side of his head.Taking his time with you showing you how much not only loved you but apprecieting your beauty,bitting on your inner thigh before moving up leaving a trail of bite marks.His tongue skillfully touching all the right places,building up the pool of heat that started to form in your lower abdomen,ready to snap at any moment as your breathing became slower and more dagged out.
''Albert~,im close~''you moaned loudly your voice quivering as you dag your nails into the couch,his strong arms keeping you in place from moving or losing your balance as Wesker continued to use his skillful tongue pushing you over the edge,your whole body shook,your mind going blank destroying any insecurity you had for your body as you reach the finish like,climaxing all over wesker's mouth.Once you reached your climax Wesker's arm were locked around your thighs in a firmer grip,as he saw that you were about to get off of him.
''Where are you going?I m not done showing you my love yet''
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hirik0 · 8 months
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like a virgin part 2
part 1
Price/Graves
NSFW: hand jobs, thigh fucking,Graves is unexperienced, Price is a perv
Graves sits down in between Price legs, his pants down to his knees, boxers still on. He fells how blood is already running south. Price runs his hands over his nacked skin for some time and it helps Graves to relax a bit more. "Ready?", Price wispers directly in his ear, geting a moan out of Graves. Tacking that as a sign to start slowly masaging Graves still clothed dick. It feels diffrent then what Graves is used to, its way more intimate then he's used to. He presses himself more against Price, liking the closeness making a pleased sound, closing his eye to better focus on the feeling. Price humms in his ear and he lets out a tiny gasp, when Price squeeze his dick. He usally needs some time to get hard but for some reason Price gets him hard in no time. His breathing gets heavier and god, Price just touching him over his boxers. Graves starts bitting his lips keeping the sounds he makes at bay, like he used to from hurried encunters in the dark corners of military bases. When it's dangerous to show that openly you're enjoying this. "You dont have to be silent, Phil", John says direktly in his ear. For quite some time Graves thought that the moaning in porn is just for the watcher that nobody makes so much noice during sex, till he had to talk with two young shadows that got caught with their pants down in a closet. "John", Graves moans liking what Price is doing but at the same time its not enough. "Has your leg any itching?", Price ask while slipping his hand in to Graves boxers, touching his dick for the first time with out barrier. Graves needs some time to figure out what Price is asking his head cloudy and slow. "Im fine", Graves gasps out when Price is rubbing his thumb over the slit. "Open to a position change Phil?", Price asks, wanting better acces to Graves. "I... yeah", Graves answers bucking in to Price hand. "Then get out of your pants and boxer", Price wispers in his ear making Graves shiver.
Graves stands up a bit shacky pulling his pants and boxers down, bowing forward giving Price unintentional a view his ass. And it takes Price all his selfcontroll to not just smack Graves ass, only the thought of being able to do it at a later time holding im back, fuck he wants to spank Graves so bad right now. Graves steps out of his cloths sitting back in between Price thights. The diffrent in betwenn him being fully nacked down the waiste makes him to selfaware and a bit uncomfortable. Price spreads his legs and hooks them over his knees and Graves is blushing got hes on full display now. Price loves this, love getting a good view on his partners. No matter if he watches them mastubating or like today exposing them as much as possibel usually tied to the bed. "That's okey?", Price asks needing to make sure he dont pushes to far, before reaching for the lube. "Ah bit to new", Graves answers not sure how to voice the discomfort hes feeling and the extrem nervouness. "We can go back to your legs closed", Price says holding on with lubing up his hand. "No, want to try it", Graves reasures, the whole point of this is to learn new things, he can push through his feelings, if it gets better. "Okey, if its to much just say something and we go back to what you know okey?", Price is wispering in his ear again and Graves is shivering and hes abel to gasp out a yes. Graves dick twitches when he hears how Price is lubing up his hand. Love the flithy sound of it. One of Prices hands is placed on Graves chest and the now slick hand is around his dick and Graves moans loudly, making him cover his mouth with his hands. Hes mortifeyd by the sound hes making. "Told you, you don't have to be silent, if you dont want to. Want to hear how good i make you feel", Price reminds him before slowly moving his hand up and down his dick. Price starts with long slow stroges feeling Graves up, trying to get a felling for it. A barely audioable wimper comes from Graves when he starts to twist hist wrist every down stroke, slowly starting to speed up. Everytime he rubs over the tip, Graves presses in to him and god he feels how his own pants are start to get a bit to uncomfortable but this is not about him. He watches how much pre cum Graves is leaking by now. He wants to smear it all over Graves body or lick it up. Graves moves one of his hands from his mouth and placing it on Price thight. "Want to fuck in my hand?", Price ask loving how him wispering in Graves ears gets a moan or gasps out of the younger man. "No, feels so good what you do", Graves answers honstly reaching behind him to burry his hand in Price hair. Graves has the feeling his body is on fire, his blood replaced by lava, his brain slowly pushing all thoughts out of his head only the feeling of Price hand matters right now. Oh shit a hand job never felt like this before, his brain slowly gets flooded with euphoria.
With that Price is speading up his movement always making sure to run his thumb over Graves tip smearing the pre-cum over it. And Graves starts to squirm, rubbing his ass against Price dick, making Price moans directly in his ear. Fuck he wants to do such filthy things with this ass, covering it in cum, spank it, bit it, eat it out, fucking it so hard Graves can't sit for days, make sure his cum cant run out with a plug. "Price", Graves moans, feeling how is orgasm is aproaching, his lower abdomen is tensing and his legs are shaking. "Yes?" Price ask trying to memorise all the small details for the next time, other parts of his brain figurering out how to abuse them to make Graves beg to come for him. "Close", Graves gasps out, panting heavely, pressing himself against Price chest even more. Graves throw his head back a long moan leaving him when he comes all over Price hand and on the shirt hes wearing. Graves fells like he's drowning in the euphoria hes feeling, his brain totally shutting down only registering how good he feels and how Price hand is not stoping. If Graves brain would work he would register how Price is draging out his orgasm, till it starts to be to much. Price dont stop till Graves is wimpering again from the overstimulation, if he wouldn't use his other hand to press Graves against his chest he would likely not sit up right anymore. Graves has a big lazzy smile on his face, being blissed out by is orgasm and Price rubs circels in his chest.
"Phil?", Price ask after a few minutes and when he feels how Graves breathing is normalising. Grave humms to signal his brain is slowly getting online again and he's listening. "Can you give me the handtowl to your left?", Price asks and Graves reaches to the towel. "Thank you." And Price is cleaing up his hand as good as he can, carefully cleaing up Graves dick. "What about you?", Graves ask when his brain is start fully online again. "What do you mean?", Price asks curuios. "Did you come?", Price asks his cheeks becoming a deep shade of pink. "Not about me, Phillip", Price says shrugging, Graves gave him something so much better. Real Graves is behaiving just like in his fantasy, prefect littel student, obedient, wantingto please. "Not a hand job trade if you dont cum", Graves points out slowly realsing hes still on full displayf or the other man. "Mhm, i guess your right", Price agrees, big smike apearing on his face, god Graves is perfect. "So let me", Graves says his eyes are getting heavy, his brain wanting to rest after the most intense orgasm of his life.. "How about we try another new thing?", Price offers hearing how tiered Graves sound, he also would ruin the button up Graves is wearing with ropes of cum, another time. "Like how that sounds", Grave attmids, also hoping he dont have to do that much. "Let me fuck your thighs", Price rumbels in his ear. "People do that?" Graves ask still being curios, not thinking to much enjoying his post orgasm. Price laughts at this fondly. Graves closes his legs waiting for direction. "Put your arms over the back rest, on your knees ass to me", Price instrugets him and Graves follows the order.
Resisting to not slap Graves ass hard this time around so instead he moves Graves legs to his liking before lubing them up. "Cold", Graves complains over the lube on his legs. "Will get warm soon enough." Then he hears Price opening his belt and fly. "Want to have a look?", Price asks before purring some lube on his cock. Graves looks over the shoulder gasping when he barely registering how thick Price is, looking intrestet at how Price is stroging himself. His blush is getting bigger and he fells how drool is filling his mouth. "Like what you see?", Price asks more as a joke but Graves is nodding furiously. "Next time you can touch", Price promisses before getting in postion. Pressing his cock in between Graves thights, holding them in his hand firmly. With every trust Price dick is rubbing along Graves balls, making Graves moan. Instinctive Graves is pressing his tights a bit more together when the tip of Price is in between them. "Good boy", Price unintantionaly praises Graves seeing how the blush is slowly creeping down Graves neck. When the tip of Price cock gets squished the next time he comes all over Graves legs. getting a unpleased sound from Graves as his warm spent is running down his legs "Dont like that", Graves states his displeasure. Price nearly says you will get used to it but instead he wishes away as much of the cum with the towel as he can. "Want a shower?", Price ask when hes finished with the cleaning up. Graves nods slowly standing up from the couch. His legs are wobbly and with out Price he would have kissed the floor.
Graves is out of Price bathroom and sees the other sit on the couch sipping from a glas of whisky a second still empty glass is on the tabel. Graves purs himselfa glas. What now, schould he go? Shouldhe say thank you? Shouldhe ask if they meet next week again same time? Price enjoys his drink post orgasm sensing Graves nervous. "So you liked it?", Price asks to prevent silence to become arkward. "It was.. diffrent", Graves answers needing more time to get his emotions sorted. "But it was not bad?", Price asks hoping they will make a new 'lesson' soon. Graves satisfied his fantasise so good and he wants more. Graves blushes a light pink coloring his cheeks mumbeling something in his drink. "Yes, it was good, I enjoyed it", Graves answers not wanting to stroke Price ego to much. "You're on a mission the next two week right?", Price asks trying to figure both their schedules out. "10 days", Graves clarifies. "You think your ready for a lesson after you're back? We leave shortly after you come back, so their is not that much time." "I actually got must of my experience right after the battlefield", Graves confesses his blush slowly turning more red. Price humms taking before emptying his glass, see how Graves blush gets even bigger. "What, do you have planned?", Graves wispers the question spinning his empty glass in his hand. "Depends on your form. We can stay at a hand jobs or we can do the next step a blow job." The glass nearly slips out of Graves hand. "I.. need some time to think about this." "Thats fine you can choose on the day", Price assures him with a smile on his face. "Okey, I will think about it." With this Graves put his glass on the couch table and stand in to leave. Price exhales relieved that Graves didn't notice he's hard again. He's dint has the fast recovery from when he was younger, but that means he can now enjoy his filthy fantasys much longer now.
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When Graves nearly falls out of the exfile bone tiered he didn't think at all about the choices Price gave him. He's exhausted the adrenaline leaving his body, he barely remembered his lesson with Price at this point. Its not that he forget before the mission, he wanted to tell Price his choice before he and the shadows head out, but he pushed the desition off till it was to late. He actually rembers when he sees Price in a doorway talking with Laswell. Would Price be angry if he says he's to tiered, he don't think so, but the bigger problem he forget what the two option where that Price gave him by now. Fuck, he will improvise. The post mission routine toke forever, but Graves is in his room now. He just steped out the shower when somebody, he suspects Price, is knocking at his door. He open the door with just a towel around his hip and it is indeed Price. Price looks over his body with a hungry gaze a pleased smile on his lip. He steps in and Graves a bit more awake after the shower quickly closing the door. "You looked tiered", Price states his observation from earlier. "Mission was a bitch", Graves confirms Price observation, stretching his arms. "You want to reshedule?", Price asks making sure, Graves shakes his head, yawning. "What your choosing?", Price asks stitting down on Graves bed. Graves thankfully rembered atleast one option. "Option one, you.." Graves starts stopping out of embarressment. "I?" Price asks, while getting a other bottel of lube out his pocket that looks new. "You said I can touch this time", Graves finishes a bit breathy while realising its a different brant of lube then last time. "That what I said." Price says focused again on opening the seal of the lube. Graves steps closer in a unexpected act of bravery he lets the towel drop to the floor. Price smiles at him for this and again Price is smearing a bit of lube against Graves the faint smell of vanilla is filling his nose. "Is the lube scented?", Graves ask courios before he starts opening Price belt. "Got flavoured one in case you choose the blow job", Price confirms pulling Graves on his lap when his belt is open. "Why vanilla?", Graves gasps strandeling Price lap. "You dont like vanilla?", Price asks having to hold back a coment about that what they do is pretty vanilla. Nothing wrong with it, Graves is just exploring what he's into. "Honestly vanilla is not my favourite flavour", Graves says, moaning when Price is grabbing his ass. "Is that so?", Price wispers darkly directly in Graves ear. "Yes only eat vanilla when it's with additional flavour", Graves says in between gasps. Price has to remind himself they talk about flavour and not sexual preference, but well Graves is not complaining about him being less gentle then last time.
"Thats okey?", Price ask when he pulls Graves a littel bit closer. "Yes.", Graves answers feeling Price breath against his lips. Graves puts his arms around Price shoulders, grinding against one of Price thights. He lazzly rolls his hip and Price lets him listening to all the noices Graves makes. Price lightly smacks Graves ass gettting a scandalised gasp from Graves, hiw face is quickly is getting red. "Not that i dont like to see you enjoying yourself, Phil but i thought you wanted to touch today", Price wispers in Graves ear. Graves hides his face in the crock of Price neck, his blush spreading down his neck. Price hands go in between them, opening the fly of his pants, before Price carefully moves ones of Graves hands to his still cloth dick. Hesitant Graves starts to move his hand feeling Price up. The last time he was to blissed out to notice how big Price is. "Your packing Captain", Graves wispers more to himself then to Price. "Like it, Phil?", Price chuckels. Graves nods, its barely visible, shit yes he liked fat cocks. Price.lets him fell for a while, feeling how Graves is relaxing more and more, being less stiff. "Want to see it?", Price asks when a wet spot is apearing on his boxers. "Yeah", Graves gasps, standing up. That's when Price notices it the first time. How Graves eyes are glossed over as if hes not fully there anymore, as if hes about to go in to subspace. "You still with me?", Price ask while pulling down his boxers. Graves blinks at him, trying to make sense of the question. "Yes", Graves answers before strangeling Price lap again.
Graves waits for Price next move. He grows nervous under Price gaze the floating feeling in his head slowly disappearing. He make a displeased sound at this. "What's the hold up?", Graves asks inpacient. "You looked a bit spaced out", Price answers grabing the lube bottel. "Liked it", Graves says pouting. "I know, just didn't expect you do to that. That ever happened before, you getting a feeling like you floating?", Price asks curuios. Graves thinks about it and shakes his head. "Is it bad?", Graves asks it must be when Price has the feeling to pull him out if it. "No, its not bad, as I said did not expect it to happen", Price reasures him. Price puts some of the lube on his hand getting Graves.more alerted. Being pleasantly suprised when Graves holds one of his hands out. When Graves looks down seeing their dicks next to each other. How much thicker Price is then himself, but not as long. He gasps when Price takes both their dicks in his hand and lubbing both of them up. It feels diffrent, then everything Graves even done. And he did a lot of thinks with his hands to himself. Price lets lose of their dicks and Graves instantly but his own around them. There is a small space his hand dont covers. Carefully to get a feeling starts move his hand. Price dick is twitching a bit, pressing more against his own making Graves moan.
When Graves found a rythem that is both enjoyable and familiar, Price lifts his head up. The floating feeling is back and it just gets stronger when Price softly smiles at him. Price puts his own hand over Graves slowly speading up. Always making sure that Graves is not spacing out to much, but still can enjoy the feeling. At one point Price put his arm around Graves back so he dont slip down his lap. "Close", Graves wispers the euphoria getting so strong he just blissed out. Not feeling how hes covering both their hands in cum, not feeling how Price is covering also his lower abdomen with his spent. Not carrying over how sticky his hand is, a feeling he normally would not tolared. It takes some time to come back down. He needs some time to make sense of the situation. He's laying down a hand gently combing throw his hair. "You're back?", Price asks him. Graves looks at him with tiered eyes, ready to fall asleep. "Yeah", Graves says fighting to keep his eyes open. "We can talked about this in the morning." Is the last thing Graves hears before falling asleep. Price looks at the sleeping Commander, that was not part of the plan. But he could not leave someone alone when they are in subspace. He has to be more careful now, not hurting Graves. They also need to have a conversation about safety when Graves wants to continue their arrangement.
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Chasing veruca in the dense mud was futile. Slowing the bears considerably.
"Blade you cant keep going like this!"
Their previous skirmish with the weasle left the bear with a sprained ankle. She was determined but reckless. Po offered a reasurring hand. She shrugged it away dejected.
The bear was annoyed. First the pirates and now veruca had the weapons. She trembled. Ire rose and her blood boiled.
The wind howled in anguish. Leaves in tandom fled from their forests. Grey clouds argued and rumbled in protest.
Po shivered. Not used to the bitterness of englands unpredictable weather.
"Well, it couldnt possibly -"
Blade abruptly spat at him.
"DONT YOU DARE SAY IT!"
An icy deluge cascaded the two. Rain fell from the heavens with reckless abandon.
"Worse...heheh"
Blade rolled her eyes.
"Achoo!"
"Humph, Welcome to England po"
"Dont be like that besides i doubt veronica urm veruca will get far. Without this anyway"
He held the storm wheel before thd bear. Blade blinked. Unsure of how he even had it. Reading her expression he continued.
"You travel around with a master theif and your bound to pick up a few things, right?"
The knight in name only sighed. Her deamonor softened slightly.
"Come on. Lets get out the rain before you catch your death out here"
The panda shivered as if agreeing with her.
Not far was a small house. Medieval in its structure paved with wood and stone. Quaint. It bore some charm however.
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A fire burnt in the open fire place. Embers splintered and cracked. Warmth enveloped the room offering reprieve from the cold.
Po and blade had dried off. Ate some stew and place the storm wheel out of harms way. Sitting in front of the fire they were comfortable amongst cushions. both had blankets wrapped around them.
Po was still shivering. Fearing he had a fever the large bear sits next to him. Attempting to rid him of the ice still in his veins.
"Its never simple. With all but one of the weapons gone. The whole affair with those pirates. Veruca on the loose...im not so certain anymore...."
A soft smile graces pos features. The crackling of the fire breaking the silence.
"Heyyy hey its gonna be ok. Weve come this far, right? Blade dont fret. Promise well get back the weapons, stop veruca and well do it. Together yeah?"
Blade turned away from him. She wanted to believe in his words, desperately but doubt made her recoil. The panda shifted his weight towards her, wanting to offer reassurance.
"Blade...i....look, i dont know whats in store for us. But regardless were in this together..."
Warmth suddenly pooling in his chest. Her gaze met his. The panda's heart rang in his ears. Their it was again. That bizarre feeling. Invading his senses. Thoughts blurred with a strange notion. His stomach started to cramp.
The tension over the months was impalable. Po was confused with these feelings. Forced them down. Blade simply ignored it. Often storming off abruptly. Avoiding it as best she could.
He couldn't recall when the gap between them shifted. Drawing close. Blade grew hesitant. His nose, despite his anxiety affectionately skimmed her cheek. A nuzzle. Chaste. Blade found herself returning it. Slow. Affectionate.
It was simply primeval. Deep rooted. Nuzzling wasnt something practiced in this time of age. But instinctual blood from ages past beckoned. The nuzzle grew.... intimate. Soft and loving. Lost in the action.
Before long pos blanket had bunched up on his lap. His paw rested on her knee. The nuzzle while soft grew. Blade couldn't help it. His warmth was soothing. Almost addicting.
For a fleeting moment their lips brushed past. Often their noses touched as did the shadow of their lips. Not a kiss but if it continued Blade wouldn't be able to stop. She hated it. Knowing deep down hed have to leave her. To abandon these shores and her. She would not tolerate him cutting her that deep and yet he had done so anyway. She cursed him.
Abrupty she took controll. Ignoring the pain in her chest. Strong and sudden she held his shoulders and pushed him away.
"Dont...please dont"
The panda was confused by her sudden out burst. Before he could offer his apolagies she walked off.not even looking back at him.
"Good night po"
It was cold. His deamour now one of guilt. He had crossed a line and blade rebuked him. He let his instincts take hold and he felt terrible... his training taught him to be one with both the ying and yang, to be above earthly presuits....his heart ached and yet so did Lutheras'.....
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