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Beckham II: 3 Nerves
The third part is finally here! I hope you enjoy.
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9th February 2023
“Breaking news this lunch time, Sarina Weigman had named her squad for the Arnold Clark cup and included in the squad for the first time in nearly 4 years is Y/N Beckham.” England squads weren’t typically breaking news on the main news channels but this was no ordinary squad announcement. “Widely considered as one of the best players on the planet, Beckham has not been including in an England squad since the 2019 World Cup and her return dominated the press conference.”
Squad announcement press conferences are usually comminated by a few stories, the surprise inclusions, the ones who don’t quite make the cut. However when the list was read out it was immediately clear what all the questions would be about today as the eyes of world football turned to Sarina.
“Sarina can you tell us more about Beckham’s inclusion? Why has this decision been taken now after 4 years?”
“I know you’re all probably very interested in that so I’ll try and answer all of your questions. This hasn’t been a simple process for either party, I’d be lying if I said I hadn’t been watching her since I became England manager but it’s not that simple and we had to respect the fact that Y/N did not want to be called up. Over the past few weeks I’ve been working closer with her and we’ve agreed that now is the right time to see if we can make progress.”
“The squad has changed a lot since then but there are still players who would were in the squad in 2019, have you spoken to them about this?”
“I have not, I’d like to think that all players support each other and I know my players well enough to know that they will do all they can to make Y/N feel welcome in this environment both on and off the pitch.”
“Do you have any concerns around her desire to play for England and play for the badge. Will she have lost that fight in the past four years?”
“I can not prove that to you and I guess none of us will know the answer until she plays for England again but I would not pick any player I had those concerns about. I’ve watcher her play a lot for Barcelona and over this past year especially I’ve seen a freedom to her play. I just hope that we can all see that side of her in an England shirt.”
“David, were you shocked when the announcement was made?”
“I mean obviously we spoke about prior to the announcement but when she told me I wasn’t exactly shocked. It just annoyed me that people questioned her mentally because she is so strong now.”
…..
Everyone could tell you were anxious. Since the announcement on Thursday you’d been quieter than usual in training, your usual sweet laughter which your teammates loved had been replaced by a strained giggle and they could see you’d been putting pressure on yourself in every department.
Everything had to be perfect.
In the four days since your decision had been made public you’d received support from all your teammates but you could see they were also worried. Many of them had been here when you joined, they’d seen the aftermath and many of them had been your shoulder to lean on for months after.
Many of them watched on now as you retreated into your room, barely giving a second glance to the games currently taking place in the dining room, a tradition you were a usual member of the night before an away game.
Alexia and Mapi had noticed the changes just like everyone else, the three of you had a strong connection both on and off the pitch. Alexia had become an older sister figure to you and Mapi was your platonic soul mate. They knew your habits unlike anyone else and when the notebook you used for anxious tattoo scribblings had been out the entire journey to Mallorca it was clear your mind was elsewhere.
“You grab the pillows.”
“I’ll grab the blankets.”
The two of them scurried off to their own rooms, finding their entrusted items before meeting back at the door which they knew you would be behind. You wouldn’t have gone outside, your shy nature meant you struggled to have confidence in new cities, preferring to explore with others rather than alone as the sun went down.
Alexia knocked on the door, a moment of panic striking as they thought you weren’t going to answer before the door creaked open. Your wide-eyed figure stood in the crack, still in the tracksuit you’d travelled in rather than pyjamas.
“What’s going on?” The tree of you quite often spent the nights in each other’s hotel rooms, though those meetings were usually pre-planned.
Only you knew from the worried expressions on their faces this wasn’t a call to watch the latest film that had been released. “We’re worried about you.”
“I’m fine.”
You should have known that answer was never going to satisfy them. “Please can we come in.”
It wasn’t even worth trying to persuade them, not really. “Sure.” They couldn’t miss the sigh you let out as the door swung open. “Make yourself comfy.”
In the matter of minutes you’d gone from sprawling over the double bed alone to shuffling between the two players, being welcomed into the arms of Alexia as the three of you shuffled under the duvet.
“We’re worried about you.” MarÍa admitted, smoothing down the hair draped around your face. “What’s going on?”
“Nothing.”
“Are you sure because I bet if we looked in that notepad we’d find more anxious doodles than before. You’ve barely spoken two words to anyone since the news broke out.”
“I read an article-“
“Didn’t I tell you to stop that.” Alexia scolded you. “Those journalists don’t know anything about you.”
“But they don’t know that.” You argued back. “They’ll be reading about how ‘cocky’ I am on and off the pitch, how I flaunt my money, how I think I ‘own the team’.”
“If they believe that then they really have no eyes. Then they’ll see how you’re one of the shiest players on the team, they’ll learn how you could live in mansion but donate so much money to charity, they’ll see how much you work on the team as a whole. You do everything for football and they need to see that.”
“If they don’t love the person they’ll come to know then that’s on them.” Alexia agreed with her.
“Are you sure this isn’t about a certain blonde centre back?” MarÍa teasingly questioned you. “Maybe this isn’t about you being nervous about the articles and more about going into gay panic around Miss Williamson.”
“I told you that in confidence that you’d never bring it up again.” It was true, a few years ago you had confided in the two of them that you used to have a small (very large) crush on Leah at the time.
“And I’m tired of you being the third wheel in our flat, you’ve rejected every opportunity for me to set you up with one of my friends so now I have to think that it’s because you’re still pining for the girl.”
“I’m not pining for anyone, it was a stupid crush which has gone in the four years that I haven’t spoken to the girl.”
“Would you like to speak to her again?” Alexia asked.
“I mean obviously I’m going to have to, she’s the captain of the team.”
“Message her now.”
“No.”
“Why not?” I could only think of a million reasons why I wasn’t about to do that.
“Because like I said, I haven’t spoken to her in nearly four years and it would be weird for me to just message her the night before we see each other again.”
“So lets role play it then, you walk into the hotel tomorrow and she’s there, what are you going to say?” Alexia asked the question you’ve been asking yourself all week.
“Hi.”
Both of them looked like they wanted to tear out both their own and your hair. “Ok you can’t just say that.”
“What else do you want me to say?”
“How are you? Ask her about her life?”
“You want me to speak to the girl for the first time in years and ask her basically how she’s been since we went from speaking every day to unfollowing each other on social media and avoiding any chance of meeting since then.” You needed better friends in situations like this. “I’m not going heavy on our first conversation.”
“You will need to talk about.”
“I know but it’s not just her I need to have that conversation with, I was close with a lot of them and now I’m not. They should be just as involved in that conversation as Leah is.”
“Maybe you could design her a little tattoo, something like ‘I love Y/N’ on her forehead.” MarÍa teased you. “Matches your ‘I love Leah’ on your chest.”
“Shut up, just so you know I’ll never stop cockblocking you and Ingrid, I’ll be round for tea when I get back.”
“Bonnie told me she wants to live with me all the time by the way, said something about her mum abandoning her.”
“Fuck off MarÍa.”
….
The first person to reach out to you wasn’t exactly someone you expected. Mary Earps wasn’t exactly in your friendship group back in 2019, though because she was a part of that squad she was one of the players who you unfollowed in the following unfortunate events. You definitely therefore were not expecting to see her name pop up as you made your way through the airport, heading out to the car which would take you back to your parents’ house before you headed to the team hotel later on in the evening.
@1maryearps: See you later mate, we can’t wait to have you back x
Your emotions were so all over the place that maybe you should have expected this simple message to bring tears to your eyes. Maybe that meant you’d have at least one person on your side tonight.
You spent most of the meal with parents and siblings trying to do anything to avoid the thoughts about what was happening tonight coming back. You spoke to Harper about her homework, Cruze about his latest holiday and Romeo about his girlfriend. Brooklyn could almost sense your nervousness and kept up the conversation, which was all fine until you had to leave.
They knew how big this moment was and each gave you an individual goodbye before you got back into the car. As much as you would have liked to have taken your dad’s offer to drive you, this was all about being normal and being drove by David Beckham didn’t really give off that vibe.
You’d made this drive a million times before, only this time it seemed to take half the time and before you knew it the doors to St George’s Park were in view.
The only person in view was a single man holding a video camera, obviously preparing for the players’ arrivals This was hard and yet you knew this was probably the easiest step, he didn’t know you. You got out from the car, flashing a small smile to the camera as it trained on your every move, making sure to say a thank you to the driver, you turned to head inside.
“How are you feeling Y/N?” The camera man asked.
“Excited.” You couldn’t exactly tell him you were shaking inside. “I can’t wait to be back with this amazing team.”
“Two goals from you today….”
“All thanks to my teammates.” It was only the truth, you were basically set up for both goals by Aitana, you couldn’t do anything but put them in the back of the net.
“Good luck.”
“Thank you very much.”
If you were known for one thing it would be your punctuality, in fact you almost had a fear of being late. Maybe you’d done it on purpose this time to avoid greeting teammates in front of the camera but you were the first here judging by the table in the reception area being full of keys.
“Y/N it’s good to finally meet you in person.” Anja, one of the members of the England management team greeted you. “I hope you’re feeling well.”
“I’m glad to be here,” You settled for that. “I can’t wait to get back on that pitch now.”
“Well we’re glad to have you here. Here’s your key, we’ll meet in the dining area for a quick debrief at 8 and then you’ll have the night to yourself. Training schedules for the week are in your key pack.”
“Thank you.”
This place hadn’t changed one bit, from the entrance all the way up to your rooms you could trace the steps without even looking. You could hear noise out in the corridor but you stayed put, waiting for the clock to tick to 7:50 before making your way downstairs. With it being ten minutes early no one was there but Sarina and the coaching staff. Could this technically count as your first impression to them?
Their eyes trained on you as you entered the room. “Hey, thank you once again.”
“Stop saying thank you, this is all on you.” Sarina instructed, giving you a firm yet welcoming hug, an action which was repeated by the others. “Go and take a seat.”
“Thank-“ Maybe not. “Ok Sarina.”
You didn’t really know what to expect from the others, the squad was definitely a mixture of youth and experience. However even some of the more established players like Alessia and Ella were unknown to you on a personal level.
Thankfully maybe the first ones in were some of the younger players, Jess Park and Ebony Salmon were both the epitome of excitement as they entered the room saying a quick hello to the staff before slightly pausing when they found me sat on the first row.
“Hi.” You knew it was on you to make the effort. “It’s nice to meet you both.”
“Nice to meet you too.” Jess said taking the seat next to me. “You’re killing it at Barcelona.”
“Thank you, I’ve enjoyed watching you play this season. You’ll be an asset at city when you return.” You loved studying young players and watching their development. Jess was no difference in that, plus it helped to build up that connection on the team.
The volume in the room increased as more players entered. Some like Laura Coombs and Katie Zelem gave you a quick smile before taking their seats, other youngsters gave you a quick welcome.
The first real re-introduction you had was when Millie and Rachel entered, your eyes instantly connecting and it was Rachel who led the two of them over. You had always loved the two of them and almost let out a sigh of relief when they both greeted you with hugs, repeating how glad they were to see you. Lucy and Jordan followed suit, the two of them messing about and pulling you into a tight hug before taking their seats.
It was however the final people to enter the room that you were the most nervous about. Maybe you should have been thankful that when Keira, Georgia and Leah entered the room the meeting was about to start and all you could do was send a glancing look their way before Sarina had eyes on her.
She went through the logistics, just like happens every time before she got into the depths of the squad. “It would seem like this is the squad for reintroducing yourself. Laura hasn’t been with us since 2020 and Y/N in 2019. We just want everyone to remember that they’re here for a reason and we all play for England, we’re all a team.”
You blocked everything else out, vaguely scribbling down on your phone some notes about the timings and rooms you were needed in but it was all a bit of a blur. You took your time at the end speaking to some of the other girls, no-one seemed to be making a huge fuss about the situation but the trio had disappeared again and you knew you had to speak to them tonight before this started to interfere with the rest of the camp.
Thankfully you managed to find them, the three of them tucked away in the corner of the dining room, huddled around a laptop playing something in German.
“Hey.” Your voice almost cracked as you broke through the silence. “It’s good to see you all.”
You should have predicted really that Keira and Georgia would be your road in, though the two of them were fierce on the pitch they really were softies off it and you were almost knocked off your feet when they bounded up to you, both their arms wrapping around you in a hug.
“We can’t believe you’re actually here.” Georgia said. “This is just crazy.”
“It’s definitely different.” Leah finally joined in and that was the moment you knew even as she joined in the hug, she was the one who would be the toughest to crack. She wasn’t going to let you in just as easy but the captain part of her probably forced her to not let it show around others. “Glad to have you back on the team.”
“Thank you.”
“Take a seat.” Keira glanced to the free chair next to Leah. “We were just watching Georgia make a fool of herself, want to join?”
“Yeah I’d like that, I’d like that a lot.”
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whorexis · 3 days
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I see requests are open but if this is a sensitive topic just ignore:
kinda curious as to what you think ellie would be like comforting a partner who's going through a little bit of a depressive episode :( especially if they are the type of person to try to hide it from other people
(this might be a little self indulgent on my end won't lie but hey we all have to cope somehow)
Hey hun, I hope you're doing alright :( I know alot of people say this but it WILL get better. Remember you're not alone! I'm also open to talk to, or just be there to listen, either way I wish everyone alot of strength during these times. Stay strong💞
Remember not to buy the games, watch the gameplay instead -> how to help palestine
Rough times
ellie williams x gn!reader
Warning/s: breakdown, petnames, fluff and angst, cuddling, no use of y/n
I turned this into a little scenario/fanfic since I'm honestly bad with words, or hc's. I just let the way she might react flow.
Ellie had noticed.
Of course she had noticed, she was your girlfriend afterall. And she wasn't a complete fool.
She had noticed your usual blabbering coming to a halt. She had noticed your once hopeful face falling into a worried, numb and yet exhausted expression. Your behavior changed, too. You were fidgety, often zooned out, especially when you two were out to get supplies.
But she also had noticed the way you tried to hide it.
You were the hope of jackson — sure you weren't a literal cure like ellie, but you painted the white and black parts of the town, added colour to anything the second your face entered the scene, thats how ellie liked to call it, and it never failed to make you laugh.
You never let anything prevent you from making people happy, not even your own depression. A warm embrace, an ear to listen and a mouth to comfort. Thats what you were.
You said the words that you wished someone had said to you when you were are at the lowest part of your life.
Ellie wasn't completely different from you. She had bottled everything up, especially after she found out about joel lying to her. She hid her emotions, took a break from people and stayed in her room as long as she could, only coming out to get some food. But when you stepped in, the glass within her finally broke and she let it out. You were there to comfort her through it and you told her that no matter what, you would always be there to comfort her.
Which was yet another reason why you backed away from everything, you didn't want your own feelings to stop ellie from coming to you. You didn't want to make her feel guilty for talking to you while you were not doing good either.
But who were you to hide it from ellie? She would find it out eventually, you were sure of it.
You didn't know that it would happen so fast though.
-
She called out your name as she left a good distance between you two.
Ellie had come home pretty late, but you didn't mind. You were just sitting on the couch, reading some book you had found.
A little hum assured her that you had heard her.
"Are.... are you alright?"
You perked up at her words, tilting your head as you stared at her.
"uh, yes..? Are you alright?"
Of course you had to change the thema. But ellie wouldn't let down that quick.
"Are you sure?" This time she said your name a bit more sternly, looking down to your frame as she neared you, your book already lying forgotten on the floor "listen, I know you and I know that something is off– I just.. just wanna know—"
"Nothing is off, ellie" you didn't mean to, but it was as if you had spat these words out, venom lacing in your voice.
Fortunately ellie knew you good enough to know that you weren't mad at her. Only mad at the situation.
"Stop trying to hide— others might not notice but I d—"
"There's nothing wrong, ellie!"
"Lower your voice, I.. know something is going o-"
"I told you. Nothing. Is. Going. On!"
Pause, silence filled the air.
You were breathing slightly heavier now, waiting for ellie to choose her next words. Probably something about how she needs you to open up so she can understand you, or a simple 'just say it'. You almost let your own scenarios take over you as you gritted your teeth, opening your mouth to—
"Please"
Oh
It was so hard. So hard not to burst out crying. So hard not to throw yourself in her arms, especially after she begged for an explanation.
Her eyes were filled with guilt, but she wasn't crying yet. She was just staring down at you, biting her lip as she shifted her weight from one leg to another.
And suddenly your mouth was dry, yet so full. When you tried parting your lips, strings of saliva connected them. A strangling feeling pressured your throat.
And then you let it out. Your first sob, in a long, long time.
Ellie wasted no time offering you comfort. Sure, she was awkward as hell by these things, but she knew you knew that. She only hoped that you'd also know that she cared more about you than a little hug.
Chokes and gasps came out of your throat, eyes swelling with tears. If you didn't feel like drowning in your own tears and emotions right now, you'd probably have the time to feel embarassed.
"Shhh, baby.." she took you in bridal style, going to the bed and letting you rest on her. You hugged her back, arms tightening all around her. But she didn't mind. She'd offer you any kind of support, as long as it would make you feel better.
Her own throat soon started to feel dry and tight, but she wouldn't let that happen. No, it was your time now.
She let you cry it out, not as if you could talk anyway right now. A few sweet nothings came from her mouth as her own arms started to shake. She hated to see you like this. So vulnerable, so broken and full of sadness.
"I-it's okay, it's.. you're alright, let it out, my love"
You sobbed, hiding your face in her chest. And when all she heard were your hopeless chokes and gasps against her, she grabbed your chin, making you look into her soft eyes.
Your eyes were bloodshot, hair slightly messy and your cheeks were drained with tears, but she still thought you were so beautiful.
"My pretty baby.." she murmured, leaning in to kiss each one of your cheeks, your chin, forehead, the tip of your nose and then finally your lips. You gave her full permission to explore you, and only then, when the lack of oxygen became a problem did she part away from you.
She didn't expect you to open up. She wouldn't pressure you either, she would wait, as long as she'd have to.
"Look, it's all okay– y-you're here, and as am I, right?" A broken chuckle left her lips, fuck was she bad at this, but you just laughed. Oh that laugh.
"There it is, my highlight of the day" A glimpse of adoration crossed her face, and she had you nuzzling your head into her.
She sighed, half out of relief and your warmth against her body.
"I'm with you in this, whatever it is. I.. I wont leave your side, never."
And then, when there was no other reply than a sound of acknowledgment coming from you, she started humming a lullaby. There were no real words, nothing other than the smoothness of her voice, the vibrations of her body, and the sound of her heart.
Tiredness grew over your body, she knew. She felt you going limp, felt your eyes fighting to stay open, so with final words she allowed you to drift off into a slumber, assuring you she wouldn't ever leave your side.
"I love you"
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part 9 of DLM ao3
After the stew was done and Danny got out of the shower they all sat down to eat. They ate in silence for a while neither one of the bats wanting to push Danny into feeling uncomfortable, but Jason had a question he wanted to ask. He probably should have asked earlier, but he’ll blame it on the shock for not thinking of it sooner.
“Hey, Danny?”
“Yeah?” Danny said, setting his spoon down.
“How did you know it was me?”
Danny tilted his head and squinted, “What do you mean?”
Jason gestured with his spoon, off to the side Dick was watching them, his gaze analytical. “I mean, how did you know the guy in a red helmet was me?”
“Oh.” Danny settled and picked up his spoon again, through a mouthful of soup he answered, “It wuz th’ same ectoplasmic signature.”
Jason stared. He glanced at Dick, but he also looked confused.
Across from them Danny paused and glanced between them warily. He stared at Dick for a moment before turning to Jason. “Like I mentioned before, we’ve both been… death touched. And when someone’s been death touched a bit of ectoplasm gets incorporated into their system, the amount of ectoplasm varies depending on the situation. But when ectoplasm binds with a person it develops its own unique chemical signature. You can think of it like DNA. Ghosts and some machines can sense the differences, so when I came across Red Hood, I could sense that it was you.”
“Huh.” Jason said unable to come up with anything else in the face of discovering that he gave of what probably amounted to his own unique radioactive signal.
“And you said some machines can track this?” Dick asked. Jason was thankful that his brother was here because he wasn’t sure if he was up for asking all the necessary questions.
Danny looked hesitant again and looked at jason.
Jason nodded at him and Danny looked a little reassured.
“Yeah. There are a few. That’s how the GIW are tracking me. I don’t think they were around Jason enough to latch onto his ecto-signature so you shouldn’t need to be worried about them tracking you down. Gotham has plenty of low level ghosts so their scanners should be pretty muddled. But that’s also why I should go. My signature is stronger than the shades of Gotham and They know how to track it. I don’t want to give you any more trouble.”  Daanny wasn't looking at either of them, instead he was completely focused on stirring his stew.
Jason and Dick glanced at each other.
“Hey, Danny, look at me.” Jason said.
It took a bit, but eventually Danny looked up.”
Jason smiled slightly, “I told you I’d protect you, didn’t I?”
Danny looked away, biting his lip. “I don’t want to put you in danger.”
Jason reached across the table and placed his hand over one of Danny’s. “I’m Red Hood, kid, I can defend myself. And there are plenty of bats in Gotham who would love to help.”
“The GIW are different. They don’t care who they have to hurt to get what they want. They’ll just keep bringing in more agents until they get me.”
“Well then we’ll bring in the Justice League.” Jason said, Bruce would be okay with it if Jason told him it was to protect a kid. 
“I don’t want you to get caught in the crossfire. I won’t let you get hurt.” Danny said, shaking his head. 
Jason glanced over at his brother. Dick was always better with the emotional talk.
“We’re vigilantes Danny. We’ve been trained in defending ourselves and others.” Dick said.
“And they wouldn’t be able to take us down without causing people to go after them for attacking vigilantes.” Jason added.
Danny shook his head harder, he was staring at the table, his eyes slightly glossy. “They won’t care, they'll lie and say you were defending dangerous creatures, that you were being manipulated by evil ghosts.” Danny laughed bitterly. “Or they’ll claim you’re also contaminated and capture or exterminate you. They’ll do anything to get what they want.”
There was more to this, Jason knew. Something bad had happened to the kid, apart from the obvious scar, but now wasn’t the time to push for information. Right now, they needed to convince Danny to stay with them, to let them protect him.
Jason got up, walked around the table and crouched by Danny’s chair. “Kid, look at me.” Jason said gently. He waited till Danny did before continuing. “I know you’re scared,” Danny opened his mouth and Jason continued before he could argue, “and I know you’re worried about us getting hurt. But this is what we do. We fight to protect people. And there are a lot of powerful people on our side. And I’m sorry we haven’t been there for you before, I’m sorry we didn’t get to you in time in the past, but we’re here now. Together we can take down the GIW. Let us help you.”
Danny’s eyes started watering, and Jason reached up to give his shoulder a reassuring squeeze.
Then Jason was falling back as the kid launched himself at him. Jason held Danny as he started to sob. “I’ve got you, kid. I’ve got you.”
“Thank you.” Danny whispered as he cried. “Thank you, thank you, thank you.”
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thevoidscreams · 2 days
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Something with Russ.
Here's the setting (pre heresy): A female serf that usually tends to the general inhabitants of the main council fortress on ultramar, now accidentally becomes a play thing for a drunken Russ. Today was a special occasion as for seven of the primarchs had gathered for an important meeting with Guilliman, afterwards, a large banquet was held with many of the Primarch's serfs seemingly all working together to satisfy their Lords. Russ, having brought his own drink, had over done it as usual and eyes one serf. She's working hard yet trying harder to tend many of the somewhat distracted patrons of the imperium. The tipsy wolf king seems to be entertained enough by her efforts, picks her up to disappear with her for the afternoon. The whole experience is completely unheard of yet exciting for the serf, however there is one thing she didn't expect from Russ, his more feral yet playful side.
Day 18
Pairing: Leman Russ x reader
Warnings: possible power imbalance, abduction (lightly), knotting, biting
Russ's tongue ran over his lips, licking away the mjord that'd been left behind after his last sip.
Such a spry little thing you were. The wolf king had seen you all day, since before the meeting even. Working. 
Haven't you heard of a break? Probably not if you were the tax man's serf.
You were pretty, maybe a bit small but for Russ. Unless he wanted an ogryn he'd have to make do with his woman being a bit smaller. Besides, little women were quicker and ran so prettily. Like little rabbits running away from the big bad wolf. The hunt was always so much fun and the reward when he caught them was so very sweet.
He downed the rest of his drink, coming to his feet and belching. It made his warriors roar with laughter and he smiled at them, showing his teeth.
You hadn’t noticed still working away, filling glasses, bringing plates, mopping spills, the works.
“My wolves. I have eaten my fill of meat with you. I have drunk my fill of Mjord with you. And I've had my fill of stories with you. Unfortunately this next appetite is not one I can satisfy with your company.” His smile broadened and he snatched you up by the waist as you tried to skitter past.
His astartes hooted and hollered, raising mugs or thudding them on tables as they laughed and egged their primarch on.
“New pups for the pack eh!?” One shouted and his brothers slapped his back.
Some of them howled, like actual wolves.
You were dumbfounded as Russ carried you off to the room that his brother had prepared for him.
He was already hot under the collar and wanted to satisfy this burning need with a woman who he found enjoyable to look at.
“Be gentle brother.” Vulkan called after him and the other primarchs looked worried.
‘Should I be worried?’ 
Was the first cohesive thought you'd had since the primarch scooped you up into his arms.
“Do not worry little rabbit. I only bite for fun.”
Well, that answered that. But your heart did beat with fear at being grabbed up by the handsome wolf king. In fact you were rather excited, having stolen glances at him all day, thinking about how nice those big arms must feel wrapped around me.
The room prepared for him had fur pelts on the bed. And a fire crackled in the fireplace, chasing off the chill of the evening.
He set you down. His eyes were drinking in every part of you.
“Disrobe.”
You sprang to obey his command.
“Eager? That's good. I've been watching you all day. I'd hate to have to go and find another rabbit to satisfy my needs.”
Your brain ran that information and you felt a sudden bit of comfort. He wouldn't have forced you? 
No he may be a wolf, but he was also a man. And an honorable one from what you knew.
His own hands began to peel away the firs covering him, revealing light armor that he pulled off as easily as cloth.
His upper body was marred with scars from many battles.
Gingerly your fingers reached for one.
He stopped your hand before you could, looking at you.
He seemed to understand without asking as soon as he followed the line of your sight.
He guided your hand to a set of three parallel scars along his chest. 
“A bear got a lucky swipe on me here.” He explained, then moved your fingers to touch another. “A sword, during a spar with my brother.” And then another. “I took an orks bolt here.”
“You have so many.”
“I am a warrior, I fight and I win. Every one of these scars is a victory, proof that I survived.”
You felt oddly jealous. Such a grand and noble life, Russ was truly something to be admired.
He began to remove his pants and I dropped my dress.
He stooped and looked at me in only my undergarments.
“I see I indeed picked well.” His hands pulled you close, resting on your hips as he knelt and pressed his lips to your tender neck.
You moaned softly as he nibbled at your skin, hard enough to leave a mark gently enough that he didn't break skin.
You felt compelled by the action, leaning forward you sank her own teeth into the spot where his neck met his shoulder.
His hands tightened on your hips and he let out a sound somewhat between a snarl and a moan.
And suddenly you were on your back underneath him.
His cock was hard and his eyes shone above you in the fire light.
His lips caressed the shell of your ear. “You'd better run, little rabbit.”
He growled.
Your body responded in your stead, shooting out from under him with speed you didn't know you possessed. Running blindingly as you darted away from him in the big room.
His bulk came barreling down on you capturing you in his massive clawed hands, you back pressed to his and your front pressed to the floor.
You expected something but it wasn't him, letting you go. You body doing its old trick of shooting off as he ran you down.
Your heart beat so fast in his chest.
He took you by the hips, grinding his cock against your wet hole through the thin fabric protecting between you.
His hands slackened, you ran.
It was a game, but it got so real as Russ shot after you again with an excited growl.
He gave you a nip on your thigh, causing you to cry out in shock and pain. He immediately reeled back and took you gently into his arms.
Looking over the mark he’d left behind. “My apologies little rabbit. I got ahead of myself. I am sorry.” He kissed the spot. It left a warm feeling in your belly as he kissed me there, even warmed then you had already been.
He continued to kiss until he got to the apex of you. His tongue lapped over the damp spot between your legs.
“So very ready for me. Like a good rabbit.” His teeth sunk into the fabric, pulling it away from your body.
He inhaled deeply, his cock twitching. “Such a beautiful thing, a woman who desires my cock and is as eager as you.”
The heat of his tongue collecting your juices was otherworldly. “Lord Russ.” You groaned and he chuckled.
“I am going to put my cock in you little rabbit. You might as well call me Leman. It is easier to scream than Lord Russ.”
He buried his face between your legs, eating like a man starved, his tongue delving to depts you didn’t know were there. And this was all to prepare you for the mass of throbbing flesh between his legs.
Your fingers locked in his hair and held him close, at some point your head had fallen back to the floor and your voice echoed in the expansive room.
Russ chuckled and slipped a finger into you as he worked your clit with his tongue.
That was all you could take, cumming all over his hand and mouth.
“That’s a good girl, what a good rabbit.” He licked his hand clean and kissed his way up your body.
His cock nudged your lower lips, catching as he pushed the head in, stretching you further.
“Does my rabbit want some more? Does she want to be devoured by her wolf?”
“Yes~!”
Leman growled and forced several inches in, your back arched under him and your hands flew to his tough skin. Nails leaving little crescents in his skin.
“Marking me for yourself, little rabbit?” 
Russ grunted as he felt the pressure.
“Well…” you began, cheeks read and eyes half lidded, “if you're going to be as good a lay as I believe you'll be, then I might just have to start fighting other ladies to keep you.”
It was meant as a jest but something about it very much stuck with Russ and he wasn't sure why.
Outwardly he laughed, but inside he was intrigued.
“That would be quite the sight. Perhaps I should take you away as my own and train you.”
His cock filled you completely and Russ wasted no time in taking his pleasure, which subsequently gave you just as much if not more.
You writhed under him, his weight pinning you down as he rutted into your inviting heat.
“So good.” He growled, his fangs gleamed in the light of the fire as he grinned. “And what does my rabbit have to say for herself?”
Your brain felt as if he’d fucked every bit of sense from it. Your mouth worked but hardly an intelligible sound came out.
“Nothing to say little rabbit?” he panted “Or is your mind too full of pleasure from my cock for your mouth to form words?”
You stopped trying to reply and simply nodded.
It gave him no end of amusement.
The heat building in your body was about ready to boil over. Leman noticed and kept his pace content to drive you to the edge as many times as he could before he himself came. He took your hands and nibbled the soft skin of your wrist. 
It was sure to leave marks as well. The thought drove you over the edge and you came, crying out for him.  He quietly hummed his words of approval in your ear before leaving down to kiss and bite your neck. 
He'd steadily begun leaving the evidence of his claim on you the bruises and bite marks the proof that he'd been there. 
And whether he took you or not there would be no denying what had transpired between the both of you. 
“Leman~♡” You whined as you grew more sensitive, his ceaseless rutting giving you another climax.
It had driven him over as well and he pushed into you fully with a growl. His knot swelling to keep the seed he was spilling into you from escaping.
Leman huffed in satisfaction,holding you close as he felt your body expand slightly to accommodate the sheer amount. 
“Such a good rabbit, taking her wolf's cum so eagerly.”
You nodded against his shoulder, fingers grazing over scars, touching them lovingly. 
“Th-thank you.”
Moving gave you a shock. 
“Huh?”
“Oh, I did not tell you, I should have. We will be together like this for a while.”
“What happened?” You asked confused.
“I have knotted you. It is.. one of my strange abilities as a son of the emperor.”
His fingers played over your hair soothing you. 
As Leman lifted you and carried you to the bed he was sure that he would indeed take you. His brother wouldn't miss just one serf.
Laying on the bed he held you close as his cock settled and his knot began to decrease in size slowly. 
As his hand ran over your hips he found it a pleasant sensation. 
His hearts beat with a strange quickness and he found himself excited.
He held you, fingers brushing through your hair till you were fast asleep.
After an hour he slipped out of your warm clutch and slipped from the bed with surprising grace.
He laid a blanket over your form and pulled his pants on. 
Roboute hadn't been expecting his brother but welcomed him nonetheless. 
“I am almost done with these reports, did you have a good time?”
“Yes brother, I did.”
“Then what draws you away from your sons at this hour?”
“I wish to take the serf with me.”
Roboute sighed as he steepled his fingers and looked at Russ.
“I assume you mean the one you've been scoping out since your arrival several days ago?”
“Yes, her. My rune priest had assured me that it is a good match. That she will carry my sons and daughters well.”
Roboute looked at his brother, leaving forward on his desk. 
“Has she consented to this?”
“Oh,” Russ chuckled and grinned wide, “she had consented to many things this night. You should have seen her taking my-”
Guilliman stopped him with a hand. 
“Once the papers are filed and her consent given in front of a witness, you may have her.”
Russ whooped and left the office, Guilliman knew there was little point fighting him over it. 
Leman pulled you into his chest, keeping you close in his arms. Soon, he assured himself. Soon, you'd be all his. He kissed the top of your sleeping head and fell into a deep slumber himself.
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obsessedwithitall · 21 hours
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It's Embarrassing (Eddie Munson x reader) (Part 1)
I woke up this morning with this in my head and have been trying to write it all day. Also, I don't like smoking, I'm just going through a phase. Can you tell I've never smoked? I am the squarest.
Everyone is in their 20s, Eddie and reader have been in a secret relationshipish for a few months. Angst.
There is a part 2 I think. I just need to get the ending right. Feedback is welcome xx
Part 2 is here
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You pulled your t-shirt over your naked body before you took the cigarette from Eddie, put it to your mouth and immediately started choking on the smoke.
He looked at you with concern. “You ok?”
“Yeah,” you coughed, “super.”
“You have smoked before right?”
“Yeah.” You waited a second before shaking your head no. He gestured for you to give it to him and he took a long drag, not choking like you did.
“What?”
“That was hot.” You buried your face in his neck and he began to laugh. You in nothing but your t-shirt, Eddie in nothing but his boxers, yes, you could get used to this.
***
That morning was rushed as you and Eddie got up awfully late and then you had to go home for your uniform. The door to family video was already open when you got there, leaving your car quickly and running into the store.
“I'm sorry.”
“Don't worry, I did the morning rush.” You rolled your eyes at Robin. There never was any morning rush.
***
The phone began to ring.
“Family video, how can I help you?”
“I can think of a few ways.”
A very recognisable voice came through the phone and made you drop your customer service demeanour. “Stop.”
“I can't help it. I missed you.”
“Its been like an hour.” You checked around for where Robin had gone but couldn’t find her so assumed she must have gone into the back.
“I'd say nearly 2.”
“An hour and 10 minutes is not nearly 2 hours.”
Eddie replied quieter than before. “2 whole hours I've been thinking about those cute little panties you left on my floor.” You blushed.
“I'm at work, you can't say that.”
“No one can hear though.”
“You should be at work.”
“I am.”
“Are you calling off the garage phone? Eddie, anyone could hear.” You tried to sound annoyed but somehow you weren't as mad as you wanted to be.
“No they won't. Its only me in now, everyone else had having an early lunch.” That relaxed you a little. “Anyway, you coming over again tonight?”
Your faced twisted a little, unsure if you should. “I don't know, I've gotta do laundry and I should probably clean my apartment.”
“I could always come help?”
“I don't know how helpful you’d be.”
“I could always help you with some of your clothes...”
The thought made you scrunch your face and attempt to hide a huge grin.
“Clean or dirt-”
Robin started her way back through the store to you, so you quickly cut him off.
“Thank you for calling madam. Goodbye.” Your voice quick and very dry, you slammed the phone down on the receiver quickly.
“What was that about?”
Hiding your blushed face by looking down you picked up a pile of videos and took them to the back of the store. “Erm... they were asking about Betamax.”
***
It had been a slow day. So slow that it seemed to go on forever. The sun had finally started setting when Eddie and Steve meandered into the store. Neither you nor Robin, who was sat on top of the front counter, greeted them when they came in, to busy staring into space and sucking on lollipops to notice them.
“What is that?”
Robin pushed the round top of her lollipop into your neck, just below your shirt collar.
“Robin, that's gross.” Your neck felt sticky now.
“That is gross. Who did that to you?” her faced pulled into a huge grin.
“Stop.” You pulled your collar down a bit and looked at your reflection in the tall windows. For fuck sake. You’d checked for marks this morning, clearly not well enough.
“Who was it? Did you stop over, oh is that why you were late this morning?”
“I wasn’t late.”
“Tell me.”
“No.”
“How did I not notice that sooner? Who was it?”
“Its noone.”
“Is it because those bozos are here?”
She eluded to Eddie and Steve hanging around the back of the store.
“No, its-“
Robin yelled across the room, “Munson, Harrington, get out.”
“Why?”
“She won't tell me who’s been attacking her neck because you two won't leave.”
If the ground would swallow you up now that would be wonderful. You could feel your face flushing bright red, and now not only Robin but Steve and Eddie were all staring at the purple stain on your neck. Steve with curiosity, Robin with disgust and Eddie with sick pride.
“I'm not going anywhere. I want to know who our dear friend has been slutty with.” Eddie sang. Why was he doing this to you?
“I'm not being slutty with anybody.”
“Who was it?” Robin asked again.
Then Eddie started with the rapid fired accusations.
“Was it Jason?”
“Ew.”
“Paul?”
“No.”
“Craig?”
“No.”
“Harrington?” Steve looked very confused and shook his head.
“Eddie-“
“Michael?”
“Stop it.”
You’d had enough. Storming away from the front counter you left your 3 friends behind and made a beeline for the employee bathroom, tears threatening to burst from your eyes. Robin pushed herself away from the counter to follow you but Eddie stopped her.
“I went too far. I’ll go.”
***
The bathroom stall door shook as someone knocked on the wood.
“Go away, Robin.”
“Not Robin.”
You opened the door and Eddie was stood far too close, blocking your exit. Pushing him out of the way you threw your hands against the sink to hold yourself up and stared into the mirror.
“I'm sorry, I went too far.”
“You think.”
“Why don't you tell them?”
“I can’t. I have a reputation to uphold.”
“A reputation?”
“And this,” The bruise on your neck seemed to grow under your gaze. Everyone would know. What would your parents say? What would everyone say? Even if you covered it with makeup, Robin and Steve knew so all your friends would know soon. You snapped. “This is embarrassing, Eddie.”
All you heard was the bang of the bathroom door as Eddie stormed out, not saying a word.
***
You knew your car was going to be much warmer than any welcome you got from Eddie but you hadn’t seen him in a week, so you needed to talk to him.
Wayne answered the door and your heart sank.
“Hey, sweetheart. He’s not here.”
“Oh, ok. Thank you. When he comes back, can you... ask him to call me? He’s got my number and everything so...”
You stepped back on the porch slightly, before thinking again.
“And if he’s needs to um, I know your line isn’t always good, so if he's got to use the phone down the street, can you give him these?”
You placed at least 2 dollars worth of quarters in Wayne’s hand and smiled a tight-lipped sad smile at him. He nodded and showed you the same.
Wayne watched you get into your car and drive off before he shut the door. Eddie stood in the kitchen pulling at his lip.
“You going to call her or what?”
***
Part 2 is here
Any feedback is welcome and encouraged. Thank you so much for reading 💜💜💜
[I only watched the first 7 episodes of season one of Stranger Things so I'm sorry if it feels wrong. I will not be watching anymore]
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rendy-a · 3 days
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amh if possible could hoy make hdcns for the dorm leaders ( separately ) reacting to their mc fem explaining the marvel universe and then puts them to watch the movies hehe ( ..also mc's fav hero is dead-pool ;) bc it gives me laugh imagine their reactions about this xd) , thanks in advance and take care<33
This certainly ended up being a little bit of a crack fic but it ended up amusing. Hope you enjoy it.
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At first, he scoffs as such a time-wasting thing as wanting to watch dozens of movies.  Where is the educational value in this?
He is just too polite to refuse to listen, so he’ll end up letting you describe all your favorite scenes to him.
You are better off if he doesn’t take an interest because, if he does, he is going to turn into the worst sort of comic book geek.  Be ready to have him quote lore from issues of source material at you during any discussion on this from now on.
What do you mean who would win?  In Volume 3 #3, Thor clearly defeated Iron Man.  Don’t get upset Prefect, I don’t write the lore, I just recite it.
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Doesn’t appear to be interested but, if you pause long enough, he’ll prompt you to go on.  It’s important to you, so he’ll try to care at least a little.
You’d never tell him this, but you love to banter with him because it reminds you of your favorite character.  Sometimes you wonder if he’d be pleased or offended to know who you remind him of.
Movie marathons?  Not only is he willing to do them with you, but he is also often the one who suggests them.  Don’t be deceived though, it’s not for the movie but for the quality nap time on the couch with you. 
Don’t turn that off, Herbivore, I’m watching it.  What do you mean I don’t know what’s going on?  This is the part where we learn her mom isn’t dead after all.  So quiet down and keep the lights off.
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Please, he is in Board Game Club with Idia. You think this is the first time he has hmmm’d himself through a conversation about fictional characters?
Wait, you say that this makes a ton of money?  Tell him more about this merchandising and licensing.  Especially that, what do you call it…ah, Happy Meal.
You can eventually talk him into watching the movies with you for ‘research purposes.’  When you do, you can’t help but notice how teary-eyed he gets at the sad scenes.  He’s just so sensitive!
Deadpool is also his favorite character.  He feels a sort of connection to certain parts of his story.
So, she chooses to stay with him even though he looks like that?  No, I’m not blubbering.  No, I don’t need you to cuddle with me.  Ok, fine.  Just for a little while. 
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He doesn’t get it, but he still loves it.  Sure, you have to explain everything to him three times, but he gets excited over your excitement.  Call him any time to talk about your theories on how things would have gone if Thanos had made a different wish on the infinity gauntlet.  He doesn’t mind if it’s 3 AM (just don’t let Jamil find out).
Movie marathons turn into parties.  Why just watch the movies when you can have themed snacks and dress up too?  Hulk smash cakes and Black Widow berry cobbler?  Yes, please.
His favorite part of any film is the soundtrack.  If he hears a song he likes, he gets up to dance along.  It’s pretty disruptive when you are watching the movie but when you see how much fun he is having, you find you don’t really mind after all.
Sorry Prefect, Jamil says we can’t have dance battles in Scarabia anymore.  Ooh!  But come by the Pop Music Club later.  I’m going to play all my favorite songs for Cater and Lilia. Ahaha!
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You were worried Vil would dismiss your favorite Marvel films as inferior art, but he is actually rather generous about it.  He believes the film should suit the audience and, as so, there is nothing wrong with films like this that serve to entertain the masses.
Still, he can’t help but be critical of everything while you watch.  He doesn’t criticize the things you’d talk about with your friends but topics you’d hardly even notice while you watched like the set design and lighting.
You notice Vil seems secretly fond of Loki.  You think the idea of the Villain that survives the main movies to get his own spotlight series appeals to him.
No, Potato, I’m just saying the angle isn’t right for this sort of tone.  A shot from below would be more effective.  Plus…wait, are you having more popcorn?  I don’t think so, it’s past the time you can snack before bed.
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You had expected Idia to be all in on the Marvel Universe but, at first, he is oddly resistant to it.  He’d rather recommend you one of his own favorite hero movies.  If you disagree on which is better, he is more than willing to fight with you over why his is best!
After a heated argument, he puts on some of the movies to watch so he can come up with targeted points about why his own shows are better.  This does not work out for him as he gets sucked in himself.  Next time you meet up, he wants to go over tiny bits of lore and speculate on future plot lines from hints in the past movies.
You might think his favorite would be Iron Man because they both are innovative engineers, but he is a fan of Ant Man.  Shrinking down to a size where you can hide from everyone; it’s an introvert’s dream!
Prefect, this is serious business!  I’ve drawn up plans.  So long as we sleep only 2 hours a day and avoid taking any breaks for food, studying, and showers, we can finish at least three seasons this weekend.  True fans like us need to be ready to sacrifice for the shows we love!
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There are many things Tusnotarou doesn’t understand, and this is one of them.  For starters, he barely knows how to use his smartphone, let alone how to stream movies and shows.  So, before you can even start explaining the plot, you must explain the whole concept of series and interconnecting shows to him.
He doesn’t get it, but he is happy to watch with you.  Your reactions to the show are far more amusing to him than the actual show.  Plus, he feels like he learns so much about the human world from your conversations.  A subway, how intriguing an idea.  Humans are so fascinating.
Even though he watches politely, he isn’t very impressed.  They can fly?  Well so can he.  Magic, lightning, superstrength?  All just part of being a dragon.  Perhaps instead of being interested in these superheroes, you’d rather learn more about him?
 Lilia, do you think I am a superhero?  The Prefect has been explaining this concept to me in great detail lately.  I can’t help but notice the many things I have in common with these so-called heroes.  Why yes, Lilia, now that you mention it, I am wearing a cape.  Another point in my favor. Fu fu fu.    
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vodika-vibes · 2 days
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Happy Follower Event! Could I ask for Jango Fett with tanzanite in winter? You write some of the best Jango fics that always hit the spot for me.
Winter Wonderland
Summary: You love Jango, and he loves you. And after an annoying dinner party with people who think you deserve something else, you have a surprise for him.
Pairing: Jango Fett x F!Reader
Word Count: 868
Prompt: Tanzanite - Perceptive Love
Warnings: None
Tagging: @trixie2023 @n0vqni @imabeautifulbutterfly
A/N: I hope this is close to what you wanted. I went with their 'perceptive love' being more aimed towards being able to read each other no matter where they might be in the room.
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“Well, what do you think?” You ask as you spin in front of Jango, allowing the hem of your sweater dress to swirl around your legs.
A small smile plays on the corner of his lips, “You look stunning, as ever.” He straightens from where he’s leaning against the wall and holds out a hand to you.
You beam at him and step into his personal space sliding your hand into his, “You know, you don’t have to wear your armor everywhere.” You tease.
“It’s warm, and I’m hardly the star of this event,” He presses a feather light kiss against the corner of your lips, “That honor belongs to you.”
Your face heats and you duck your head, “You know mother is going to take this opportunity to arrange a marriage for me, right?”
He chuckles, “I’m not worried.”
“I am!”
“Don’t be. I have you.”
Any and all of the nervous energy thrumming through your body fades at his words. He’s so confident, how could you possibly doubt him?
So you smile at him, and gently brush your lips against his, “My hero.” You lightly pull away and press his helmet into his hands, “We might as well get this over with.”
He chuckles and pulls his helmet on, “Don’t sound too eager, cyare.”
“Well, there’s no risk of that happening.” You tease before you follow him out of the bedroom and into the main part of the hotel room you’re sharing. You pull your boots on as Jango straps his weapons to his body, and then Jango is escorting you to the elevator and down to the banquet hall.
“Darling!” You hide your grimace with the ease of long practice as your mother charges over to you like a bull, and gives you a critical once over, “Well, you don’t look like you just crawled out of the trash, so I’ll take it.” She glances at Jango, “You can go away now. Bodyguards are staying in the back.”
You glance at Jango and flash a weak smile, every line of his body screams ‘not happy about this’ to your eyes, but he nods once and moves through the crowd to join the rest of the guards at the back of the room. 
Forty five minutes later, you’re regretting coming to the banquet at all.
Mother is drunk and has draped herself over a man younger than you. Father is also drunk, and is holding court with a group of women ranging from your mother’s age to younger than you.
And you…well, you’ve been trying to dodge the man your mother decided that you’re going to marry for the better part of forty minutes.
So far, you’ve been pretty careful about making sure that you can’t be cornered. But you’re done. With this whole affair.
So you cast your gaze to the back of the room, and you catch Jango’s attention. His gaze has been a heavy, and comforting, weight against your skin since you arrived, and you tilt your head in just the way that you need to to indicate that you want to leave.
Jango’s at your side in less than 15 seconds, “Are you ready to leave, cyare?” he asks as he sets his hand against the small of your back.
“So ready.” You smile at him, “No one will even notice I’m gone.”
“He will.” Jango notes, tilting his head just enough to gesture to the man who’s been haunting you like a particularly annoying ghost.
“Is that jealousy I hear, Jango Fett?” You tease.
“Pity, mostly. Imagine thinking he could hold a candle to me.”
You laugh softly, “No one could ever compare.” You lean a bit closer, “I would like to leave, Jango.”
“I know, cyare.” He glances around, “This way.”
He leads you out a side door, into the brisk cold outside. There’s snow falling from the sky, and you release a happy hum as you move further away from the hotel. 
“I love the winter, I think it’s my favorite season.”
Jango chuckles, his voice no longer altered by his vocoder, and you turn to look at him. He’s holding his helmet, and watching you with a small smile. “We met in the winter.”
You beam at him, and spin so you’re able to slide into his arms, “It was snowing,” You agree, “And I wasn’t dressed for the weather at all. And you offered me a place on your ship until I could warm up.”
“And you just never left.” Jango finishes with a fond smile, as he tightens his arms around you, “Smartest damn thing I’ve ever done.”
You giggle, and lean up to kiss his jaw. “Well, I happen to agree. But I also have a surprise for you.”
“Oh?”
“Mm, you’re going to need a bigger ship. It’s barely big enough for two…let alone three.”
“Three? Why would there be thre-” He stops and his gaze drops to your stomach, “Wait. Are you-?”
You smile sheepishly, “Surprise.”
You squeak when Jango crashes his lips against yours, “I love you,” He mumbles against your lips, “So.” He kisses you again, “Kriffing.” A third time. “Much.”
And you dissolve into giggles. You knew he’d be excited.
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ellilyre · 1 day
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I finished ToA not long ago and I wanted to write down some thoughts/scenes that stick with me
(in chronological (ish) order, watch out for spoilers)
Theres an italian girl at camp ! It means Nico gets to practice and speak italian ! (which probably haven't happened in about 70 years)
Will introducing Nico as "my boyfriend". I already knew they would be canon, but reading that line felt weird /pos
Apollo sees Solangelo and think of himself and Hyacinth
That night when Kayla and Austin disappeared and Apollo left to look for them, it probably was the first night Will ever spent alone in his cabin
Apollo's insane body dysmorphia. He's a god, he can always take the physical form he is the most comfortable and confident in... Until now. He is stuck in a body that isn't his, he feels ashamed, when he sees certain traits in others he find them charming or pretty, but when it's on him then it's disgusting. He complain that everything is this body's fault (ex. he wouldn't have been touched by the Eurynomos if it wasn't for his chub.)(I could go on for hours)
Lityerses ! I love that guy. Idk why i love him that much. He is my best guy.
Apollo's reaction to Commodus' name. His flashback of him. So painful he was physically sick.
Apollo talking Helios out of killing them, because he just want to be free, not to hurt them.
APOLLO ATTEMPT TO KHS TO STOP THEM ?? IM A SUCKER FOR SOME GOOD PAINFUL SELF SACRIFICE.
Jason. I'm not talking about Jason. I can't speak about Jason.
Frank and Apollo ! They are so fond of each other !!!
Apollo heard all of Frank's prayers when he was unclaimed and wished he could've adopted him.
And Frank respecting Apollo as a god although he is *vaguely gesture at Apollo/Lester*
Reyna saying aloud that she doesn't want nor needs romance. It's so rare to see aromantic representation and Rick did it so well.
Literally Apollo singing his way out of situations.
FRANK'S SELF SACRIFICE!!! (He already had one of my favorite character development before that)
APOLLO KILLING COMMODUS ??? why do never talk about that it's one of the best deaths I've ever seen that was BADASS AND FULL OF EMOTIONS.
Apollo slowly dying out of poison and the Dodona Arrow doing everything it can to keep him conscious.
I hope Dakota didn't get killed off just to give Lavinia the role of Centurion. I love my boy Dakota, and his death felt kind of meaningless, except for her rank up :/ also i feel like it doesn't suit Lavinia. Some ppl are strong and good and trustable but just not made to order others. (ill prop make a full post about that)
Dionysos confirmed to be an annoying little brother!
Nico. How does Rick manage to always give him more issues. Leave the kid alone.
When Will glows, Apollo is genuinely impressed and tells him how proud he is.
Nico destroying Nero's door with his giant zombie bull. That was cool.
When Apollo gets stabbed in Nero's tower and think it's the end, he prays "Zeus, Artemis, Leto, anyone"
And in general the few parts he talks about Leto, he's such a momma's boy and I love it.
When Apollo left for Delphi... I was fully expecting Meg to go with him. I was so worried that he went alone while already feeling that weakened from the previous events.
DODONA ARROW. FOREVER IN MY HEART.
Artemis is here when Apollo wakes up. She's by his side, she's the first person to tell him he succeeded, she hold him while he sobs...
The first thing he does is to greet his horses :) and then to see his friends.
When he gets back to the Dodona bush ! To tell them all how brave and heroic the Arrow have been !
I could spend hours talking about the character developments of Apollo, Meg and the Dodona Arrow (i love the arrow so much you have no idea) but its for another day
There's many things I didn't talk about, but the post is already long enough. I love those 5 books, and Apollo is an amazing narrator.
I love the Arrow of Dodona with all my heart.
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Desert Rose
Chapter 42 ~ Wildflower Wildfire
✧ Pairing : Daryl Dixon x Rose
✧ Era : Season 4
✧ Word Count : 6.9k
In this chapter ~ A few weeks had gone by since the people of Woodbury have made themselves at home within the prison walls. All seemed to be well, everything falling into place. That is until it grew painfully obvious that Daryl had been keeping some kind of secret.
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My eyes were closed contently as I felt the sun dancing on my skin, standing high on top of the watchtower, the sound of people working around me filling my ears. It was hard to believe that it had been two whole months since we brought in the people from Woodbury, but we were already growing so much as a community. More than I could've even imagined.
The gates that surrounded the prison were now fixed, as that was the first priority. Now we've moved on to planting seeds to grow vegetables, getting some classes set up for the younger kids, and having groups go out on runs almost every day to get the things we needed the most. In my opinion I think we just about nailed the system we had going on here. But most of all, I was so proud of how far everyone's come.
Rick had been doing a lot better as time went on and had officially stepped down from the whole "leader" role, leaving all the decisions we made to the council we created. He was still included in that small group, but he liked it a whole lot better than making the decisions all by himself.
His relationship with Carl had also seemed to improve immensely and Judith was only growing more and more every day. I felt relief in knowing that he was focusing more on himself and his kids, I could tell how much it lifted his spirits. And because of his better mindset, I realized that the two of us had slowly been getting closer than we ever were before, noticing how he started to look to me for a lot of the decisions that were made for the community. And though I wasn't big on making decisions, I still helped him with it, knowing it took more pressure off of his shoulders.
Though that only seemed to be the beginning, the rest of the improvements falling into place right after that. I had to admit, it was odd at first having so many new people around, people that we once hated and nearly went to war with. It was a big adjustment to get used to, but it was also one of the best ones we've ever made.
Now seeing how much we had grown together, seeing Rick's vision come to life, the one that he had held onto since the start, that's what made it all worth it to me.
The only thing that was left to really worry about now, was where exactly The Governor ran to after all the destruction he caused to his own people in the end. Daryl and Michonne were the ones most persistent on finding him, but in the end, they never found anything. I for one hoped he had just disappeared for good, not having a good enough reason to come back after losing all of his people. But the two of them were persistent, and though I respected that, a part of me just wanted to move on.
I was pulled out of my thoughts suddenly when I heard the sound of a car coming up through the gates, opening my eyes to see that it was the two very people I had been thinking about. They had returned from yet another search for the man, leaving for about three whole days this time around. Meaning I had missed them both greatly. I smiled to myself as I made my way down to greet them, trying to hide how excited I was that they were both home safe.
I quickly climbed down and headed over toward the gates, seeing that Rick had beaten me to the punch as he greeted them first, beginning to discuss if they had found anything this time around. My pace picked up the smallest bit as I saw Michonne was out of the car informing him about the potential details, while Daryl was shuffling around in the trunk, pulling out some of their belongings.
Though as soon as she caught a glimpse of me out of the corner of her eye, she stopped talking and fully turned towards me with a smile, accepting the hug I gave her as I held her tightly for a moment.
"Find anything?" I asked, pulling away from her.
She shook her head in slight defeat, "Not a thing. But I know he's alive, and we're going to find him. Eventually." she said as she turned back to Rick.
"I don't know if I like how often you two go out there, we need you here too." Rick stated, "Help around with the things that still need to be done."
"We need to find him so he doesn't cause any more damage." Michonne gently argued.
He sighed, "How can you be so sure he's still alive?" 
"I just know." she said.
"She just knows." I repeated with a shrug which earned a small glare from Rick, Michonne chuckling to herself as he rolled his eyes at the two of us. It was clear he knew I would chose her side over his, especially when it came to something like this.
The trunk of the car then shut with a slam, causing my attention to break away from them, seeing Daryl slowly making his way over to us. He looked at me shyly as a smile was brought to his face, his expression being contagious as I smiled right back at him, walking the rest of the way to wrap my arms around his shoulders, briefly kissing his cheek before hugging him tight. We stood there for a few moments before I finally tried to pull away, only to be held in place by him for another few seconds, causing me to laugh quietly as he rested his chin on top of my head.
"Nothing?" I asked as I rubbed his back softly.
He sighed quietly, "Nothin." he confirmed.
I nodded my head as the news was growing more repetitive, the disappointment only growing each time I heard it. I eventually pulled back fully, seeing Rick and Michonne still deep in conversation, giving me a small opportunity to take his hand as I tugged him aside gently.
"So," I started as we slowed to a stop, "You look kind of tense...do you want to head back to our room for a bit?" I finished with a wink.
He chuckled and took my other hand, "That's tempting, but I uh...I can't. I gotta work on somethin." he said vaguely.
My brows furrowed a little, "What? You never say no to sex." I joked.
"I know, but it's kinda important...I gotta head back out for a little while. But I'll see ya later tonight, okay." he promised with a small smile, before placing a short kiss on my forehead and turning to head toward his bike.
That was something else that I might had some type of complaint about. Lately Daryl has been acting weird. Like he won't be able to look at me sometimes, get oddly nervous, acting as if we hadn't been together long enough for me to take notice at the strange behavior.
Or like just now, he'll say he has to "work on something" and completely blow me off. In my mind I would think he would want to spend time with me after he gets back, but lately that hasn't been the case. I tried to brush it off like it was nothing, but it was really starting to get to me.
I watched with a small frown as he hopped on the back of his motorcycle, starting it up quickly before driving it right back through the gates, disappearing completely down the dirt path. My brows stayed furrowed in confusion and a little disappointment as I watched him leave, before sighing softly and turning back to head towards the watch tower to finish whatever was left of my shift.
I sent Rick and Michonne a small but fake smile as I passed them, though noticing quickly how Rick's eyes darted between me and the gates Daryl just blew through, a sly smile forming on his face.
My feet stopped completely as I looked at him in suspicion, "What?" I pressed. But he only shrugged, the knowing grin on his face beginning to annoy me, "Rick." I warned.
"Nothing, nothing. You're just so pretty." he said sweetly, trying to change the subject.
I rolled my eyes with a scoff and pushed his arm lightly, "Shut up."
He chuckled from behind me as I began to walk away again, climbing back up in the watch tower to keep an eye on the trees before the sun went down. Though I tried not to let my mind wander too much about the things he could be doing, I couldn't help the pit that formed in my stomach of the unknown.
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The next morning I woke up groggily, turning over with a small groan once I realized that Daryl had already left for the day. He came back late last night, dodging my questions left and right when I asked him something basic about where he was. He settled on giving me only one-word answers, trying to be short with me every time I opened my mouth.
I rolled my eyes at the empty space next to me, slowly getting up to get dressed and ready for the day. Grabbing my knife to place on my hip, I made my way through the busy, noisy cellblock to head outside for some breakfast. After grabbing a plate from Carol gratefully, I sat down in my usual spot at one of the tables as I began to pick apart my food with the plastic fork, not really feeling too hungry.
Though only seconds after I sat down, Beth quickly spotted me and took a seat across from me with a plate of her own. She seemed much more bubbly than how I was feeling, clearly waking up in a better mood as she began to talk to me cheerfully. But I listened to everything she said, trying to be polite as I continued to just push my food around mindlessly.
She went over the chores she had to get done that day along with taking care of Judith, sneaking in the slight mention of a new guy named Zach that recently joined the group. The brief mention of that made me perk up quite a bit as I began to tease her slightly from the obvious crush she had on the guy. Although she never confirmed anything with me, she would still get flustered at the mere mention of his name, her cheeks turning pink as she shushed me and changed the subject every time.
But the distraction of the conversation didn't last as long as I had hoped, with her quickly realizing what time it was, she began to finish the remaining food on her plate as fast as she could before muttering to me that she was already behind for the day.
She quickly stood back up, placing a kiss on the side of my head before running off in the other direction as fast as she could. I chuckled at her frantic, rushed words and the quick sprint as she desperately tried to make it to the children's reading time, knowing that they were surely waiting around for her patiently.
I then began to turn back towards the table, about to get up and throw my remaining food away, but something bright and colorful coming from my left caught my eye before I could even move.
My gaze moved up to see Daryl, with a big and nervous smile on his face, holding a plethora of colorful wildflowers in his hand. A slow smile made its way onto my face as I watched him walk over, my eyes only growing wider in surprise as he made it over to sit himself next to me.
"Hey." he said, before leaning in to place a soft kiss on my cheek.
My eyes brightened as he pulled away, "Hi...what's this?" I asked hesitantly as I gestured towards the huge bouquet.
He looked down, "Well, these are called flowers, and they're for you darlin." he stated proudly, his big goofy smile still plastered on his face.
My eyes narrowed a little at his smartass comment, before taking them as he handed them over to me, "They're beautiful," I said, eyeing each and every one of them as I looked closer, "Thank you, but...what's the occasion?"
He only shrugged nonchalantly, "Just cause I love ya."
I felt my smile only grow, "I love you too," I muttered, leaning in to place a quick kiss on his lips, "Where did you even find these?" I asked, pulling back momentarily again to gawk at the different variety of flowers.
"Just around," he mumbled, "You uh...got anythin important to do today?"
I glanced back up at him, "I have to clear walkers, but other than that not really."
He nodded, "Good. Why don't ya get these in some water and get ready to take a walk with me?"
"Okay..." I trailed off suspiciously, "What's up?"
"Just wanna spend some time with ya. Now get your cute ass in that prison and get ready." he said with a chuckle, pushing my arm to get me to stand.
I laughed as I stood up from my seat, "Okay, okay, I'm moving."
I quickly jogged back into cellblock C and headed up into our room to try and find something to place these in for the time being. There were a few water bottles stocked up in here for whenever we needed them, and I figured that was good enough for now as I took one of the lids off and placed them in there delicately. Quickly grabbing my bow and arrows from their place by the small dresser, I headed back outside to find him in the same exact spot I had left him.
"Okay, ready." I said with a smile.
He smirked up at me and took my hand in his as we began to make our way over to walk out through the gates, heading into the woods as we passed through the first line of pine trees. We made small talk as we walked side by side, listening to him tell me all about the places they found while out on the road instead of traces of The Governor.
He made sure to mention that we should send some people out to check a few stores they came across, a few places that held things that some of the kids might enjoy. Also informing me about the baby store they hit that still held much more stuff inside, things that Judith would need and be able to use. A small smile tugged at my lips as I watched him talk with his hands, going on and on excitedly.
It warmed my heart seeing him talk about the books and toys that he thought the kids would really like, his tough guy exterior slowly coming down with each passing day.
But he then surprised me slightly, jumping behind me a bit to place his hands over my eyes as we no doubt neared the destination he had in mind. "Okay, this is it. No peekin." he whispered in my ear.
I laughed softly at his fast actions, "I could've just closed my eyes."
I could almost sense the roll of his eyes as he slowly started to move me forward, "This adds the dramatic effect, alright?" he joked as he gently pushed me further out.
My nerves slightly grew as I could feel him bringing me through some bushes, ducking under a few tree branches, leaving me no indication of where we were going.
"You're not planning to kill me, are you?" I asked as I nearly tripped over a tree root.
He paused for a second, "How'd ya figure it out?" he asked in a serious tone.
I scoffed as I reached back to slap his chest gently, "Shut up." I muttered as he continued to guide me forward.
We walked for only a few more seconds, the grass evening out as he finally spoke again, "Alright, we made it." he said before slowly taking his hands away.
My eyes opened to take in my surroundings, squinting a little at the sudden brightness of the sun, trying to allow my eyes to adjust. But when they did, I let out a quiet gasp at all the gorgeous colors surrounding our feet. There were practically thousands of beautiful wildflowers all around us, a huge field of them in what seemed to be in the middle of nowhere. It almost felt like a dream.
I slowly turned back to look at him in astonishment, my mouth still parted a little in shock, "How...how did you find this?"
"I was out huntin one day and just came across it. So...what do ya think?" he asked a bit nervously.
"It's amazing." I said with a bright smile, turning back around to look and memorize all the flowers that were right in front of me.
Though I felt him turn me around by my shoulders after a few seconds to face him again, bending down for a moment to pick a flower before standing back up to put it behind my ear. He placed it there delicately, allowing his calloused hand to move and caress my cheek as I leaned more into his touch.
He smiled softly at me, "Ya really like it?"
I nodded, "Of course I do...it's perfect."
His smile only grew as he looked at me, placing a soft kiss on my lips before pulling away to speak again, "Y'know when I found this place, I was thinkin we could spend a little time together here for a while." he said almost hintingly, before reaching into his pocket to pull out a smaller book I recognized well.
It was a novel we found recently that we both thought looked interesting, deciding we would read it together and take turns at who would read out loud and who would listen. He was never a huge fan of books unless he was dying of boredom, but one day he asked what I was reading when he came back from working after a long day, and I read a page out loud to him so he could get the idea.
After that, he loved books. Well...he loved when I read the books. He claimed that when he heard my voice reading the words, it was just different somehow, actually being able to visualize better. And I didn't mind at all, in fact I loved it.
I smiled, "We came out here to read?"
He shrugged, "Yeah, it's peaceful out here. Plus we can get away from everyone else for a little while."
"Good point." I nodded before grabbing his hand and taking him further out onto the field.
Once we found a good place to sit, not crushing any of the flowers beneath us, he laid down on his back with a huff and rested his head on my thighs, holding the book up to me, "Yer turn." he said with a smirk.
I took the book from his hands, glancing down at him knowingly while he only shrugged in faux innocence. Funny how most of the time it was my turn. But again, I didn't mind.
My fingers began flipping through the pages until I finally landed on the place that we had marked, picking it up from there. I began to start reading immediately, getting lost in the book as I pictured the events that were happening as I read aloud, still feeling Daryl's gaze on me. I could tell I had his full attention as he listened, watching me flip through the pages effortlessly.
After only a few minutes, I felt him take my free hand that rested on his chest and began to play with my fingers, seeming to really test me on how well I could stay focused. I would take it back every few minutes to flip the page, but quickly placed it back down afterwards. His fingers ran gently across my skin, raising it up to his lips every once and a while to place small and gentle kisses all over my palm. He would only smirk and keep going however when he heard my voice faulter, or stutter, only egging him on more as he continued innocently.
Though after about three chapters, I decided to stop for now and mark the page before putting the book down right next to me, glancing back at Daryl who hadn't taken his eyes off me the whole time. I only tilted my head at him, waiting for him to tell me what he was thinking.
"Yer so beautiful." he finally spoke softly.
I felt myself blush, squeezing our already intertwined hands, "Thank you, love." I spoke quietly, tracing my finger along his cheekbone as I felt him smile, "I think you're especially beautiful."
"Stop." he immediately huffed, looking away from me to try to hide his embarrassment, though he secretly loved it.
I laughed quietly, "It's true," I said softly, "Plus it's fun to see you all embarrassed." I joked.
I assumed he would crack a joke in return, the playful banter between us and the constant teasing was just a part of our relationship. But he didn't. He stayed quiet as he gazed at me, looking at me so lovingly that I thought I could cry. His eyes held so much emotion as he stared at me, feeling the familiar butterflies resurface in my stomach at the sight.
"I love ya so much." he said suddenly.
"I love you too." I replied without any hesitation.
He smiled back at me, before sitting back up quite suddenly, getting back up to his feet, "Well...good as time as any." he muttered to himself, rocking a bit back and forth on his feet.
I noticed how uneasy he seemed to grow, a lot of things seeming to weigh on his mind, "Oh God, are you pregnant?" I joked, in hopes to lighten the mood.
He cracked a small smile as he rolled his eyes, "Nah, just...just got some stuff I wanna say to ya."
I nodded my head slowly, "Okay...talk to me."
He took a breath, "M' not uh...m' not good at these things. I don't even know where the hell m' supposed ta..." he trailed off for a long moment before he huffed again, "I love you."
I couldn't help but laugh, "I love you too." I repeated.
He smiled slightly before letting out a small sigh, "Bein with you...is the best damn thing that's ever happened to me. I didn't really even know who I was before I met ya, like...there was a piece missin. But I think after all this time of searchin for that piece...I finally found her." he winked.
A small lump began to form in my throat, my smile unwavering as I stared up at him with nothing but love and endearment, but yet there was still more he had to say as he cleared his throat nervously. "My point in sayin all this is...I can't even imagine sharin my life with anyone else besides you. Yer the only one I want forever. So..." he trailed off, slowly getting down to one knee as he brought something out of his back pocket.
"Rosie...will ya marry me?"
The air was completely knocked out of my lungs, and I had so many thoughts running through my mind all at one time I thought I was going to explode. I could tell just how nervous he was by the shakiness in his voice and the fact that his hand was fidgeting, attempting to hold the ring that he now held out to me. My answer was more than obvious, but it seemed to get stuck at the back of my throat as I tried to memorize this moment perfectly.
Once I finally gathered my thoughts together, I found myself nodding instantly, "Yes."
I could physically see the weight being lifted off his shoulder with just that one word, causing him to sigh in relief as a huge grin made its way onto his face. He shakily raised his hand up to place the ring on my finger, extending my hand out with tears in my eyes as I watched it was a perfect fit.
The moment it was secure on my hand, I wasted no time tackling him in a hug, knocking him completely to the ground as I heard him laugh gruffly in surprise. He was lying flat on his back in the grass, and I pulled off of him slightly to place my hands delicately on the sides of his face, before kissing him deeply. His arms wrapped tightly around my waist as he brought me impossibly closer, squeezing my sides gently as his hands slowly traveled down toward my hips, only bringing me in deeper.
I was so happy I couldn't even think properly, all I could fathom was how I would be with the love of my life forever. I then pulled away briefly to plant multiple kisses on his lips and he couldn't help but chuckle as he kissed me back every time. Catching my breath as I laughed blissfully, I stopped and really looked at him, as he did the same with me. He noticed a few tears slipped from my eyes and took his thumbs to gently wipe them away.
"Are ya happy?" he asked shyly.
I shook my head at how ridiculous he was, "Are you kidding me? Happy doesn't even begin to describe it...I love you so much."
His smile only got bigger, "I love you so much," he kissed me again, "I was so nervous." he confessed.
I laughed lightly, "Why? You thought I would say no?" I asked.
"Nah, but I was nervous I would fuck up on what to say."
I shook my head in reassurance, "It was perfect." I whispered, leaning in to kiss him once more.
He smiled against my lips but quickly pulled away, "Hold on now, the surprises ain't over yet." he smirked.
I raised one of my eyebrows as I looked down at him, "You really are pregnant, aren't you?" I asked again.
He flicked my nose in mock annoyance as he scoffed, "No. I just gotta take ya somewhere else." he finished with a chuckle.
"Well then, lead the way." I spoke.
He took my hand once again helping me stand to my feet before leading me deeper in the woods. We were both so giddy while walking to the destination, barely being able to keep our hands off of each other. Words could not express how happy I was in that moment; I couldn't even begin to describe it.
There honestly was a part of me that thought Daryl and I would never get married, simply because we were in the apocalypse, and that was something that couldn't really happen anymore. Though I was perfectly okay with that as long as I still had him no matter what, and up until this point I thought Daryl felt the same way. That is until he told me how much he loved me and placed a ring on my left hand.
My thought process then stopped suddenly when I lifted our intertwined hands up to get a better look at the ring, too focused on the things Daryl was saying to me to care, but it was truly beautiful. It was a simple silver band with a teardrop shaped diamond in the middle, with another two small diamonds on either side of it.
The man grew nervous again the second he caught me looking at it more intently, "I hope ya like the ring, I wasn't sure-"
"I love the ring," I assured, "But I love you even more. So it doesn't matter to me what it looks like, as long as it's from you."
He smiled and leaned down to kiss me again, until we heard the familiar snarls of three walkers coming at us from the other side of the trees. We both looked at each other and rolled our eyes in annoyance seemingly at the same time before getting our weapons and killing them with ease.
We then took each other's hands once more and kept walking all the way up until Daryl covered my eyes again, causing me to laugh and shake my head at the so called "dramatic affect." We only walked a few more feet before his hands left my face to reveal where we were, seeing a small cabin come into view.
"When did you find this?" I asked turning to look at him.
"On a run with Michonne. We came across it, I thought it'd be perfect for tonight." he said.
I raised my eyebrows, "We're staying here tonight?"
"Well yeah...I think we should be alone on our weddin night, don't you?" he asked with a sweet smile.
I thought for a moment as I nodded, "Yeah, I guess we are pretty much married now, aren't we?"
He nodded as we turned to make our way up the stairs of the porch and towards the front door. I opened it slowly to take a peek inside but before I could step through the door, I was being lifted off my feet by Daryl who began chuckling behind me as I yelped in surprise. He picked me up bridal style and walked through the front door before putting me back down on my feet gently. I couldn't help but laugh at the cheesy tradition, but I loved it.
"Did you just carry me across the threshold?" I asked with raised brows.
He began to look nervous, "Yeah...that's what yer supposed to do...right?"
I began to laugh lightly, "You're adorable." I muttered as I kissed his cheek, "Yes honey, it's a thing."
That calmed his nerves a bit and sent me a smirk, "Good. I uh, cleaned up the room to the left" he said as he gestured in the direction down the small hallway.
I nodded in response before making my way over towards the room and pushed the door open fully. My mouth dropped a little as I saw how clean the room was, feeling Daryl squeeze my shoulder gently as he passed me to light a few candles that were on either nightstand by the bed. I watched as he stuck his tongue out a little while he took out his lighter, focusing to not burn himself as he successfully lit them and placed them back. My eyes continued to follow him as he made his way over to the corner of the room, pulling out two glasses and some wine.
He sat himself on the bed and began to open it, but then noticed that I was still stuck in the doorway, easily catching the smirk he sent me. "Come on," he nodded towards the bed, "I don't bite... unless ya want me to." he winked.
My eyes narrowed at him as a smirk was brought to my face, slowly making my way into the room to sit next to him on the bed, "You...managed to do all of this?" I asked.
He looked up, "What do ya mean?"
"I mean the flowers, the field, the proposal...the cabin, the candles, the wine." The list really went on and on. "You put a lot of thought into this and...I'm just falling more and more in love with you."
"Good." he said simply as he finally got the cork out with a loud pop, "Mean's my evil plan's workin" he joked before pouring the wine into the glasses, "But it ain't much."
"Yes, it is," I argued, "It's all so amazing, I wouldn't want it any other way." I spoke as I placed my hand on his arm.
He handed me my glass, "I wanted it to be special. M' glad ya love it darlin."
I smiled at him and held my glass up slightly as he followed my actions, "To...forever together." I toasted.
"Forever together." he echoed, moving his glass to gently collide with mine before we both took a sip of the semi bitter liquid.
I hummed as the taste hit my tongue, before setting my glass back on the floor, "So, tell me...why did you want us to be alone on our wedding night?" I asked with a smirk.
He swallowed hard as he too set his glass down on the floor, "So I can show ya how much I'll love ya forever. Show ya how committed I am to ya til my last damn day on this earth."
I was taken aback for a moment at his words as they seemed so unlike him, but they made me feel intensely warmer inside as I scooted closer to him, "And how do you do that?" I whispered.
He followed my actions as he inched closer, "By kissing ya here," he left a small but heated kiss on my neck, "and here," he moved up to place a kiss on my jawline, "and...here." he moved to finally plant a kiss on my lips.
It started out as soft, gentle, but then quickly deepened as we wrapped our arms around each other, pushing ourselves closer to one another. I easily slipped my tongue in between his lips, and he didn't protest one bit as I explored every inch of his mouth hungerly. My teeth maneuvered to bite his lower lip gently, hearing him groan in approval as his hands began to explore every part of me, feeling him give my hips a tight squeeze.
I began to play with the hair on the back of his head, feeling the heat radiating off of him as he was getting more and more antsy. My hands then traveled across both of his shoulders, helping him remove his angel winged vest, tossing it carelessly to the floor before frantically moving to work on the buttons on his shirt. His mouth never left mine as he didn't hesitate to follow my lead, his fingers working down to get my shirt off as well, breathing heavily in anticipation.
I finally undid the last button after what felt like an eternity, pulling away momentarily to fully take it off of him and leaning in close to leave light kisses down his neck. He tilted his head back involuntary as he let out a heavy breath, ravishing in every second of pleasure. I then moved up closer and straddled his hips in one swift motion, kissing him deeply once again as my mouth crashed clumsily against his, feeling his rough hands begin to glide up my back.
I tangled my fingers in his hair, grasping it lightly as his hands moved up to unclasp my bra, moving the straps slowly down my arms as I helped him fully remove it. He threw it to the ground where our clothes seemed to be piling up, his mouth moving down to my neck desperately, biting and sucking lightly. I couldn't help the moan that escaped my lips as he smirked against my sensitive skin, knowing exactly what he was doing. His lips then only moved down lower, nearing the spot where I needed him the most when he suddenly spoke, his voice sending vibrations through me.
"I love ya so much." he whispered against my skin.
"I love you more." I breathed, hardly able to get the phrase out before my head was in the clouds once again.
He then didn't hesitate to wrap his lips around one of my nipples, sucking lightly as one of his hands came up to gently massage the other. My head involuntary tilted back at the feeling, a soft moan leaving my parted lips as I could feel his mouth getting more and more eager. He groaned against me in response, wiggling his tongue around my breast before letting it go with a small pop, shifting his head to the other.
A wave of pure ecstasy washed over me as my eyes fluttered, giving his hair another gentle tug as some kind of signal not to stop. He got the hint almost immediately, picking up his pace ever so slightly, causing me to squirm in his hold as if his mouth was somehow magic. His tongue then darted out to lick across the entirety of my chest, treating my skin as if it was as sweet as candy. My hips rocked against him in response to his actions, but that apparently was all he needed to send him completely over the edge.
His hands immediately reached down to fumble with the button of my jeans, his movements quick and sloppy, "Get these off." he nearly growled, his lips leaving another kiss across my boobs, "Come on." he breathed pleadingly.
It was clear to me that the two of us were simply too eager for each other to wait any longer, and I for one didn't need to be told twice.
I quickly scrambled off his lap to stand on my now shaking legs, my fingers unbuttoning my jeans and peeling them off my legs as I heard him undo his belt buckle from right in front of me. I kicked the fabric off my ankles, not even bothering to remove my thong before I moved back up to straddle over his hips again. He didn't even get a chance to say a word before I crashed my lips against his once more, kissing him clumsily as I could feel him trying to free himself from his pants.
I couldn't help but gasp softly into his mouth as I felt the tip of his dick barely brush up against me, his hand moving down to gently tug my thong to the side. He then gave me no time to recover before he took himself in his hand, sliding his tip up and down my slit in a slow, teasing manner. My hands moved up to grip his shoulders, a pleasurable breath leaving my lips as my face still hovered close to his, silently begging him for more. But he was clearly enjoying the feeling of me quiver, enjoying the soft sounds I was letting out as I could feel the small smirk creep onto his face as his movements didn't falter.
A moan then erupted from my mouth as I felt him begin to swirl circles along my clit, causing me to grow even more desperate than I was before. "Please." I whispered as my lips moved to kiss along his cheek, "I need you...please..."
I felt his cheeks move up a little as he smiled, "I need ya too baby." he said sweetly, before finally ending the torture he created.
His dick then moved down to hover by my entrance, before slowly pushing himself into me inch by inch, giving us both what we desperately needed. It was like we both simultaneously tilted our heads back with parted lips and tightly shut eyes, our breathing erratic as he continued to push himself further inside me. My grip on his shoulders tightened as he stayed still for a moment, stuffing me completely as blissful sighs echoed around the quiet room as we savored every moment.
But then he started to move, pulling his length out almost completely, before shoving himself back inside me in one slow motion. I moaned breathlessly as I lowered my head to rest in the crook of his neck, feeling him move again as he gradually eased me into it. His pace slowly but surely began to pick up, slapping himself into me as he groaned from the pleasure, hitting that sweet spot inside me with every pass. My mind was clouded, everything around me slowly fading into nothing as I focused on him and him alone.
My hips then slowly began to match his rhythm, bringing myself down on top of him to mimic his movements, causing an even louder groan to escape him at the feeling. We both began panting, our chests heaving up and down, my nails now digging into the skin on his shoulders as I moaned loudly. His hands gripped my hips a little tighter as a low rumble bubbled in the back of his throat, sweat beginning to pool on his forehead as he thrusted in and out of me.
I could slowly feel my high creeping up, the familiar warmth pooling in my stomach as my lungs almost burned now with how fast I was breathing in anticipation. Daryl quickly seemed to catch onto how close I was, keeping his pace exactly the same as he couldn't be far from his either, breathing just as deeply as I was as he focused so hard on my own pleasure rather than his. His hands then quickly moved up to the sides of my face as he continued to pound into me, bringing his lips to mine as he kissed me sloppily, his tongue darting out to taste me.
"I love you..." he breathed in between kisses, "I love you." he repeated over and over again.
I wanted to respond, I wanted to tell him just how much I loved him, but I was slowly losing my ability to speak. My moans and whimpers only grew louder as I was getting even closer to the edge, my nails digging even further into his skin.
"I know baby...I know." Daryl mumbled as if he was able to read my mind, thrusting even further into me as he tickled that sweet spot that ultimately causing me to crumble, bringing us both to that familiar incredible high.
The remainder of that night was filled with lots of soft kisses, and even more praising phrases in between. We've had our fair share of these moments in the past, but yet somehow this one felt so different. It's like as soon as that ring was placed on my finger, a whole new definition of love was brought right before my eyes. And it was something that I could definitely get used to. This night was the greatest night of my life, filled with pure bliss and happiness for the one man I loved more than anything.
~ Thanks for reading! (Finally, we have a smut scene;) Oh and they're married, yay!)
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Please, how do I make money fast in dol?? I've always played with cheats on cuz I'm a pussy. I've gotten better from my past no cheats on playthroughs, but still, I still would like to know from the pro, my favorite dol account. Please, tell us your ways🛐
Huh... And here I thought money is the last thing you need to worry about when you've been playing long enough on one save. Alright, I doubt anything I'm gonna say is new, but since you asked so nicely, I'll go into details with my 4 PCs and highlight their most rewarded methods.
In general, early game is always tricky since your stats are low. High Math grade and higher certain stats make things easier.
1. Lya
- She used to be a massage staff at the Spa. High enough beauty (4/6 if I remember right) or hand skill is required to work there, and high dance skill make it fairly safe. Higher promiscuity and skuldugery open chances for lewder things and more money.
- Antique hunting. At the lake. High swimming skill recommended. And down the sewer too. I only intended to grind her skuldugery, but then she started to get attached to Winter so she go hunt antique for him ever since. Then the old church yard too. Still the Ivory necklace is a no.
- Dancing jobs. Charlie's Danube street job and at the brothel. Not the strip club but the brothel. Higher skuldugery can only be grinded while encountering so yeah, she work at the brothel for a pretty long time and install the vending machine there too.
- Be a model at Niki's studio.
- Working at Sirris' adult toy shop and selling flowers at the market sometime.
- Alex farm. Invested in the Farm, make things automatic and safe, then brought things to the Harvest street for sale. It's pretty okay and leisurely too.
- The doting Hawk spouse. Yes. Sometimes she goes to the tower to relax, getting away from the dirty town. When you're with the Hawk you just have to sleep, bath, sing all day, maybe walk around the moor a bit, be pretty and wait for the goodest bord to bring things back to you and sell them to Landry later.
2. Lyah
- Being Avery escort. Yeah help very much in the early game. He still keep her company sometime now.
- Steal things from people. He make the most out of his Devil tf to get into encounter, steal, then tell people to stop. Work like a champ. His skuldugery went up fastest out of all 4 PCs.
- Bartender at Strip Club. He works there for fun and to look out for Darryl, but sometimes encounter happen. So it still counts. Vending machine still installed at the Brothel.
- Chef. The ultimate way to make money. Even without Cow tf he still make a LOT out of it, being devoid of purity and lactating mean he has lots of bodily fluids to spare. Just a few hours of "work" and remember to save some for his wife, and the money is insane.
3. Kariya
- Doing odd jobs in the street. Usually to get into encounters.
- Working at the Agency.
- Seducing someone randomly at the Pub, the Farm, at nights,... You name it.
- Get up early and pick the locks of every house or building before they open for the day.
- Playing cards with Wren. Every-single-day. They often just continue untill the lewd part happen. That's their fav part anw. And running around butt-naked with Wren too.
- Dancing and Private shows at the Brothel. Mostly for fun but their money primarily comes from these activities. Briar's most fav worker for sure.
4. "Nyan"
- Working at the Dog Pound and Sam's Cafe (waiter only)
- Doing odd jobs in the street for Housekeeping skill, sometime pick locks and steal from Danube street.
- Temple monthly allowance. Even at max Grace it's not much, but still better than nothing.
- Charlie's dancing job. Charlie offered the safe job, but Nyan often asked for the more dangerous one. Jordan asked him to investigate anyway.
- Antique hunting in the lake, etc... Nyan is still in the build, so he mostly stick with his older siblings safer choices.
Okay, there, I think that's basically things I can recall for now. Also since all my PCs are Robin protectors, they mainly stick to safer paths and don't go away from the Orphanage for too long unless they can't help it. So huge chance there are many more ways to make bigger bucks that I'm not aware of yet. Still, hope this helps!
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Twice Interactive Story Part 1215 Rush (Nayeon, Feat. Jihyo)
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You wake up from the first sunlight that passes through the window, Jihyo is still sleeping peacefully on your chest, you could feel your morning boner is being hard inside her, the heat from her walls are teasing you to start the new day in a different way.
I pat Jihyo's head and kiss the top of her head. I let Jihyo sleep a little longer, enjoying the look on her sleeping face. "You look so cute Jihyo." I whisper as I gently hug her.
'Umm.... Good morning...' Jihyo slowly opens her eyes and looks up at you. 'What have we done yesterday?' She rubs her eyes to get her mind cleared, 'I have drink too much last night...'
Jihyo seems to be still hangover, adjusting in a more comfortable position on you, refuses to leave the bed.
"I tried telling you." You hug Jihyo again. "Still good morning. I thought you'd stay asleep a little longer after drinking so much. Did you sleep well?" You ask.
'Just a little headache... I guess it's fine.' Jihyo, cross her arms around your neck, keep kissing your lips like a chicken. 'There are a lot of housework waiting for us, mind helping me, honey?'
'What time is Nayeon coming?' Jihyo asks as she ties her hair up again.
You wipe away some saliva from the corner of Jihyo's mouth and tell her when Nayeon should be showing up. "I guess we should start cleaning up." You say before spanking Jihyo. "I need you to get off me first if you want me to help."
'Can you help me wash the dishes? I will do the laundry after a quick shower.' Jihyo gives you another kiss on the forehead before leaving you.
'Umm.... Naughty boy...' Jihyo releases a little moan when your cock withdraw from her pussy. Your morning boner looks even shiny when it is covered by Jihyo's juice. 'Handle it yourself, can you?' Jihyo gives you a smirk and throws you her panties.
'Oh my God, what have we done last night?' Jihyo seems shocked by the clothes that you two thrown on the floor last night.
"Well, you wanted me to put a baby in you. So I tried." You tell her as You pat her bottom. "Go get washed up, honey. I'll wash the dishes." You say as You pass her and head to the kitchen to do your chore.
You clean the mess that you two left last night quickly and prepare some light breakfast for both of you, afraiding that some heavy food would make Jihyo suffer more from the hangover.
'Where are you now?' The buzz on the phone stops your work. 'I am living with my family last night, you know where to pick me up.' It's the message from Nayeon, she also sends you a pic of her dog kookeu on her bed. 'I just wake up.'
"I'll pick you up soon enough." You reply before continuing to prepare Jihyo breakfast. "Jihyo! Breakfast is ready. Get over here." You yell, trying to get her attention from the kitchen.
'Yeah, coming. Give me a minute babe.' You can hear Jihyo yells from the bathroom. You quickly set up the table for her before she comes out.
'Umm. Thanks for breakfast.' Jihyo steps out from the bathroom and sits opposite you. The towel is still covering her hair as she hasn't dried it yet. You don't wanna get a cold, so you walk to back of her and help her dry her hair. 'No, don't move.' You tell Jihyo as you see she tries to move her head away.
'What do you think if I sleep at Mina's house today, so I can have a talk with Dahyun.' Jihyo leans her head on your body, looking up to you.
You hesitate for a moment, not sure would Mina like to see Jihyo visits her room.
'Babe?'
"I think that would be good. Just don't make a mess of her home." You reply. "Now eat, you have to get your energy up." You finish drying her hair before sitting down on the other side of the table and eating with her.
'Nayeon must want to see you.' Jihyo says as both of you finished breakfast. 'No need to worry about me, I am going to find Dahyun today.' Jihyo starts to gather the dishes. 'I will clean the dishes and leave later, babe.'
'I can drive you to Mina's house, Jihyo... Nayeon's thing is not urgent.' You take the dishes from her hand, offering her a ride so she won't feel left over.
'It's fine babe, I don't think Dahyun is ready to see you yet, you will break my plan.' Jihyo grabs the dishes again and walks to the sink.
"You're right." You walk behind Jihyo and hug her from behind. "I'm lucky to have met you, Jihyo. Thanks for everything." You get beside her and help her clean the dishes. "I'll see you later."
You kiss Jihyo's forehead before leaving the house, you are way too familiar with the route between your home and Nayeon's home. Although she moved to live with Jeongyeon already, you would still send her home whenever she wants. The memories keep flooding your mind on the way. You remember the good old days with Nayeon when she is still your only one.
Soon you arrive downstairs of her house, before you tried to call her, you could already see Nayeon is walking kookeu in the park right next to her home.
You call Kookeu over to get their attention and stay by the car. You look Nayeon over, seeing what she's decided to wear for the day.
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Kookeu immediately rushes to you when he hears your call, your voice is too familiar for him.
'Ruff ruff!' Kookeu keeps barking when he runs to you. 'Yah, Kookeu. Don't leave mommy alone.' Nayeon tries to grab it's collar while slowly walking to you.
Despite it's just the end of winter, Nayeon's dressing totally doesn’t look like she feels cold, probably the only things that keep her warm is the beanie on her head. Her tummy exposed in the air and the thigh between her long boots and super short skirts are keep catching your attention instead of Kookeu.
As soon as kookeu reaches your feet, You pick him up. "Did you miss me?" You look over at Nayeon after. "You're going to catch a cold dressed like that in this weather."
'It's not really that cold, isn't it?' Nayeon pats Kookeu's head. However, when she speaks, there is steam that comes out of her mouth. 'I am nearly finished walking Kookeu, but it seems he is more than happy to see you, huh?'
It's seems lucky that Nayeon is in a good mood right now, you put down Kookeu on the floor and helps Nayeon to takes her bag. 'Should we finish the walk then?'
Nayeon hands you the dog collar and hugs her arm, 'It's a bit cold really, what my boyfriend should do right now?' Nayeon stares at you, waiting for your answer.
"I thought you said it wasn't that cold?" I say as I take off your coat and hand it to her. "Kookeu, Nayeon should've dressed in warmer clothes, right?"
'Ruff ruff' Kookeu barks again when he hears your question. 'Not going to help me?' Nayeon looks at you with dissatisfaction, wearing the coat herself.
'Kookeu, let's go' Nayeon starts to move with the collar, leaving you behind. 'Have you planned where will we going?'
"Not really, I was thinking of a restaurant and then maybe ice cream before heading home. I wanted your opinion, though." You look at Nayeon in your coat. "Did you have anything you wanted to do? All you said is you wanted to be the only woman at my home."
'I thought you had planned everything before asking me out?' Nayeon shakes her head lightly. Although the motion is so small, you can still see it.
'Let's go to the cafe we used to go to then, so Kookeu could join us before I bring him home. 'Do you want to join mommy, Kookeu?' Nayeon kneels and ask Kookeu.
'I want you to cook for me tonight, okay? It's been a long time since I eat it.'
"That’s fine by me. I'll cook you something nice." You kneel down next to Kookeu. "Come on, Kookeu. Let's run ahead." You say before starting a light jog and looking to see Kookeu running behind me.
You two spend the rest of the morning at the park, Nayeon sits on a bench, watching Kookeu plays with you, Kookeu is so energetic today, perhaps he's too happy to meet you once again.
'You must have been tired.' Nayeon takes out a towel and wipes away the sweat on your forehead when you go to the bench for a short break. 'You could stop if you are tired, I have walked him a while before you arrive.'
'Sit, Kookeu.' Kookeu sits immediately when he hears Nayeon's command. 'Good boy. We have played enough today, daddy will play with you next time, ok?'
You pat Kookeu's head, "That’s enough play time, buddy." You turn to Nayeon. "Let's head over to the cafe. Have you eaten yet?"
'No, I have been waiting for you for lunch. Let's go, Kookeu.' Nayeon grabs the collar and begins to leave. You just keep walking by her, enjoy the breeze from the Han River.
Both of you didn't say anything, not anything about hate, not anything about love. But from the motion of Nayeon, you could see she is definitely feeling good beside you.
'Two latte and a carbonara with smokey salmon, thanks.' Nayeon orders the food without asking. An old couple knows what her love would like to have, of course.
You hold her hands under the table. However, Nayeon just pretends nothing has happened. Your hand goes even further, moving to her thigh, slowly rubbing it, feeling the sensation that you missed.
Nayeon finally responds to you this time, 'Yah, don't be naughty outside.'
"I'm not doing anything." You respond before patting her thigh. "Right, Kookeu? I'm not doing anything?" You look at Nayeon and smile. "How have you and Jeongyeon been?"
'Jeongyeon is not so happy. She thinks our travel was ruined by you, we planned to go to Bali Island for a hot winter. But... Nevermind. I would not have been in the mood to enjoy my vacation under that situation.' Nayeon takes a slip of the latte before distributing the spaghetti for you.
'We have bought some swimsuit for the trip, guess we may now wear them in the summer.' Nayeon's words leave you a Hugh imagination. You start to think about how would both of they wear sexy bikinis to play at the pool, perhaps even hot sex...
'Yah, why do you look like that?' Nayeon squeezes your arm hard, pushing you back to reality. She knows you must have been thinking some lewd ideas. 'Don't pretend you haven't seen me wearing bikinis? Are you thinking about Jeongyeon, ha?'
"You said you bought some new ones. I was thinking about what it could've been. I bet it would look sexy on you. Besides me and Jeongyeon don't get along." You reply as You squeeze her thigh.
'You are my boyfriend, and she is my best friend. You two are pushing me to the corner.' Nayeon sighs. 'She hates you because you cheated on me, I would never like to leave any one of you. Can you two at least try to get along, please?'
Nayeon holds your hand and puts it on her face, slowly rubbing it. 'Can you do it for me?'
"I'll try to be friendly, but you have to tell her the same thing. I can't be the only one trying." You say as You squish her cheek. "There's obviously going to be a big hurdle there, with her hating me and all that."
'She did nothing wrong, she just angry about the past. If she knows I am your only one, she may not be that angry. Although I am not going to tell her yet we are going back together, kind of.' Nayeon feeds you with a fork before continuing to eat.
'Did Jihyo leave already, or any other woman, Momo or your secretary, everyone. I don't want to be disturbed NY anyone tonight.' Nayeon stares at your eyes, if your answer cannot make her satisfied, she would just leave immediately.
"Jihyo was going to go to see Dahyun for the day. We don't have to worry about anyone else being at home." You respond, patting Nayeon's hand. "We'll have the entire place for ourselves."
Nayeon smiles with satisfaction, 'Let's go then, bring Kookeu home and then go to your home.' Nayeon waves at the waiter and prepares to check the bill.
Nayeon can't hold her smile when she crosses her arm on the way home. The spark between you two is igniting fiercely when no one is between you two. You could feel Nayeon is a bit anticipated about her visit.
'My mum is at home right now, perhaps you can wait for me at the car?' Nayeon asks you again before entering the building.
"Aww, you don't want me to see her?" You tease, pinching Nayeon cheek. "Alright, I'll stay in the car. Just be quick." You tell her before kissing her forehead. "I'll be waiting in the car."
'I... I didn't plan to tell her we are together again, or you want her to know you cheated on her baby daughter?' Nayeon squeezes your waist, only release after hearing your painful moan.
'Wait for me! Let's go, Kookeu.' Nayeon yells before entering the building. You shake your head, walking back to your car as you don't want to wait under the wind. You suddenly remember Nayeon is wearing your coat, her mum may notice it easily.
You smile to yourself, thinking about Nayeon having to explain where she got the coat to her mom. You wait in the car for her to return, taking the time to look at social media on your phone before eventually driving her to your home.
'Let's go!' Nayeon throws her handbag to the backseat and jumps into the car. She seems to have adjusted herself as your girlfriend again finally, just like the old days, holding one of your hands while you are driving. Now, all the view outside the window seems to be more colorful for her.
However, once you have backed to the carpark, Nayeon's question has caught you off guard. 'Jihyo and her ex-husband lives here too, right?'
'Yeah, so what? You do not understand her question, just focusing on parking.
'So, you kinds of irresponsible cheaters loves to live here?'
'Sneaky bad men. Hmm...' Nayeon mocks you without even thinking.
"Her ex-husband doesn't live here anymore." You say, correcting her. As we walk up to your door, You place your hand on the small of her back. "Today is just you and me. What did you want to do first?"
Nayeon directly enters the password and enters the flat, 'So you haven't changed the password? Won't you afraid I sneak in the house and kill those who cheated with my boyfriend?' She takes back the handbag from your hand, detailly checking the new fitting of the house.
'Perhaps you can check the bedroom too.' You say, take the bag from her again and put in on the table.'
'Don't move.' Nayeon warns you while scanning you up and down, she seems misunderstanding that you want to have sex already.
"I'm not doing anything, Nayeon." You tell her as You pat her head from a distance. "Relax a little, I'm going to change into something more comfortable. Feel free to look around the kitchen, and you can tell me something you might want to eat."
Thanks to Jihyo's efforts, your room has been tidied up already, and you quickly change into the pajama and head out for Nayeon, not wanting her to wait so long.
Nayeon is not in the kitchen. Instead, she is walking around the corridor, checking which room belongs to who. When you open the door, she steps in immediately, checking your master bedroom.
However, her smile disappears immediately and pushes you away before leaving the room. You follow her sight to try to check what's going wrong. Damn, it's your favorite night grown of Mina.
Mina knows you are always turned on when she is wearing this, so she just hangs it in the room even if she is not here, it's more than a normal night grown, the cutting and the area of skin that Mina would expose makes it lewd. Nayeon must know Mina is wearing this every night to have sex with you. Perhaps she doesn't know that the grown belongs to Mina, it must not belong to her.
'Throw them away, I don't wanna see them.' Nayeon yells from outside.
"That’s not your decision to make, Nayeon. I'm just going to put it away." You tell her as You put it in a closet. "You can't just throe away other's things because you don't like them."
'Yah! You know what I mean! Just put them all away! Everything! I don't wanna see them tonight!' Nayeon yells through the door again.
You quickly put other miscellaneous items in the drawer before coming out of the room. All you see is Nayeon hugging herself on the corner of the couch just like an injured rabbit. 'Are you meant to do it? Reminding me I am not your only one anymore?'
"Jihyo must've cleaned my room before she left. I didn't have that out there on purpose." You tell Nayeon while bringing her into a hug. "It’s okay, Nayeon. It's okay." You pat her back as You calm her.
Nayeon rests herself on your shoulder without saying anything, you know she still needs time to calm down, you hug her tighter, wanna let her know your love.
'I can't breathe, Pabo.' Nayeon pats your back, telling you to let go. 'I am hungry.'
'Let me cook then, what do you wanna eat?' You give her a kiss on the forehead,
you know it's another way that Nayeon shows that she has forgiven you.
'Umm... just not spaghetti that we ate for lunch.'
"Alright, do you want to help me?" You ask as You slowly let her go. "We'll make something really good." You say as You head toward the kitchen to get started on dinner.
'I will join you later, I haven't finished the tour.' Nayeon jumps from the couch and walks to the other side.
While you are busying on preparation for dinner, Nayeon is just running around the house, and she seems curious about everything of the new house. She is no longer suppressing her emotions. Enjoying the time with you is more important for her.
'Do you need help?' Nayeon stands along the door, asking. You close the pot and turn around. However, you are surprised by what she is wearing. You don't know where she finds an oversized tee from your closet. Her bottoms are covered, teasing you to guess if she is wearing panties. Keep looking down is her pairs of beautiful legs, not too meaty and not too skinny at the same time, you know how good it touches like.
"Yeah, help me cut some of the vegetables." You say, turning back to the food. "You look good in that." You say tugging at her shirt. "Did you wear it for me?"
'No, I am just trying to be comfortable. this is our home, right?' Nayeon walks closer to you, opening her arms, waiting for you to hug her.
You do not hesitate, offensively pull her in you, and hug her tightly. You two look into each other's eyes, the characteristics of an oversized tee come out now, you could easily see her tits from top, the cleavage she shows off catch you attention, making she looks cute and sexy at the same time. The only disappointment is that you can see she is wearing fabric pajamas inside rather than being naked.
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'Why look at me like that? I can't wear your clothes?' Nayeon slightly moves herself in you. The Skinship ignites the lust inside you two when no one else is here.
You move your hands down her back, just above her ass. "I thought you wouldn't be wearing anything underneath." You tell her before pressing your lips against her neck. "You look beautiful, Nayeon. I don't know if we'll even get to have dinner with how good you're looking. I think I'm getting distracted." You kiss Nayeon's neck again and dig your hands into her waist.
Nayeon giggles from your move, 'Yah... so itchy...' You only leave her neck after leaving a hickey on her neck. Nayeon can't hold her smile and grabs you for a kiss. 'You would not get it so easily. I am going to see your performance tonight.'
Nayeon’s hand crosses around your neck. The proximity makes you feel her hot breath on the face, you could not control yourself, so you just kiss her again. Not a soft kiss this time, Nayeon feels like she is going to be swallowed by you, you keep drinking her saliva, your hands move on her body, Nayeon accidentally leak a moan. 'Um...'
You move your hands lower and squeeze Nayeon's ass as You lift her off the ground. "Are you sure, Nayeon? You're really turning me on with your moaning, and I think you want it, too." You say, playing with her neck after.
'Umm... I say not now...' Nayeon, enjoying your caress, still acting strong to your tease. Only God knows how much she misses the cock, your cock that is giving a lot pleasure in the past.
The boiling sound of the pot wakes you two up, you hesitantly move your head from her neck, your hickeys and saliva are covering her neck and collarbones. All you see is her watery eyes, she could not resist your flirting and caresses especially she hasn’t tasted a cock for too long, smelling your hormones could already makes her wet.
'Is it how you do to them? Nayeon asks as her watery eyes locking on you once again.
You kiss Nayeon and move your hands lower, digging your hands into her soft thighs. "Shh, it's only you and me." You whisper before kissing her again, pushing your tongue into her mouth.
Nayeon does not resist your move. Her body starts to get soft, and her hands stroke your hair to pull you closer. You push her to the desk, putting Nayeon on it, so your hands are free to play with her body.
Her moan gets louder when your hands reach her sensitive parts. Although she is trying to keep quiet, you could easily hear it from the kissing.
The lack of air forces you two to separate, the saliva is connecting your lip, makes the atmosphere lewder. Nayeon who is already turned on, breathing heavily, wanting to get all the oxygen back. 'Your kissing technique is improved, you must have been practicing with them.'
'The pot is boiling. Let's continue later.' Nayeon slightly pushes you away so she can get off the table.
"Fine, but don't expect me to back off next time." You say as You go back to cooking. "Are you going to help me some more, or are you going to set up the plates?" You ask, looking over your shoulder.
Nayeon carefully tidies her t-shirt that is just ruined by you. It is wrinkled, especially the chest area. You can even see the shape of your handprints. 'Nah, I am just going to wait to eat.
'I hope your cooking skill will be improved either, not only your kissing skills and lying skills.'
"My cooking skills are great. I'll have you know." You say as You focus on finishing the meal. "I'll make you keep coming back for more."
Your food once again conquered Nayeon. Both of you are so full and just laying on the couch lazily. Two of you sitting so close, her legs are casually lapping along yours, occasionally touching your crotch. Your hands on Nayeon's body start to move naughty, and Nayeon does not object to you at all.
After fulfilling your desire for food, you are tempted to fill out another one. 'Should we go back to the bedroom?' You ask as your hands keep exploring her body. 'Let me rest a while... We just finished dinner.'
Feeling your horny sight, Nayeon, who was anticipated for having sex with you after such a long time, starts to be shy when the time comes. 'When did we last have sex...' She whispers.
However, your desire does not allow you to rest anymore. You have been eagering for sex since her teasing in the kitchen. You could feel your pants are wet because of the precum. You ignore Nayeon's word, hug her up, and walk to the bedroom. 'Let's rest at the bedroom.'
'Is this what you do to them?' Nayeon asks in your arms, before completely falling in the desire.
"Shh, be quiet, my little bunny. I hope you have the energy to go all night because I won't be able to stop myself." You say as You drop her on your bed and climb over her. You work to remove her clothes as You invade her mouth.
Nayeon does not let you take over this time, she flips you over when you try to remove her t shirt, sitting on your lap exactly.
'They are sexy, right? Jihyo, Momo and your secretary, they are all sexy.' Nayeon put your hands on her chest and says. 'I am not sexy as them, right?'
'I have prepared a lot of things for you originally.' Nayeon leans closer to you, grabbing your jaw, so you can only look at her. 'Am I sexier than them?'
'Yes, you are.' You answer instantly, without even thinking. All you want is her right now.
'You answer too fast, you are lying.' Nayeon squeezes your face cheek to show her dissatisfaction. Her lips are pursed, 'Only know telling lies.'
You grab Nayeon's waist and pull her down so she can feel your bulge. "Are you sure I'm lying?" You ask as You grind against her folds. "I want this just as much as you." I kiss Nayeon and begin slipping down the straps of her clothes and cupping her breasts as they come into view. Her soft moans told me to keep going, You feel her nipples harden against the palm of your hand and pinch them slowly. A low moan stirs in her as You move your hands lower and eventually pull down her panties. "Nayeon, I want you." You groan.
You could feel how wet Nayeon is when her bottom lips touch your tips, your cock is suffering from it's hardness, you desperately want her. 'Nayeon... I love you... I want you...' You groan.
'I am not safe today... get a condom...' Nayeon whispers, she tries her best to control herself, but she can't. Her hands automatically grab your shaft and start stroking, just like the good old days.
"If that's what you want." You groan, leaning over to a nightstand to grab one. After You grab one, you sit up and whisper to Nayeon's ear as she grinds against me. "I don't have enough for the whole night." I tell her, hinting at us fucking like rabbits through the night.
Nayeon lays on her back, slightly opening her legs, waiting for your visit. From her heavy breathing, you could feel she is excited too, it's been a long time since you have entered, your cock starts to throb, the vein on it is pulsing, you just can't wait to own her again.
'Am I still your No.1? And forever?' Nayeon holds your cheek as you climb on top of her, she still wants to check your answer even she has been turned on. Her heartbeat is beating out of the rhythm, everything just seems like the first night you have had together, how she asks you to confess again and again before you put it in.
"You're the love of my life." You tell her as You lean in for a kiss and push your cock inside her. You feel her warm walls squeezing your cock and her legs wrapping around your waist to hold me still as You drive every inch inside her.
The suction from Nayeon is stronger than ever, Nayeon can't hold her moan even you two are kissing. She uses her thigh to push you even deeper, although you have just entered her body.'
'Faster! I need it! I miss it!' Nayeon shouts at the break of the kissing, her eyes are full of desire, you bet Jeongyeon could not satisfy her at all. This time, your mind is longer occupied by other women, all you see is Nayeon.
You hold Nayeon's hands above her head with your own and drive your cock deeper into her as You kiss her neck. "We have all night. Calm down, Nayeon." You whisper into her ear. "I'm going to make you mine again."
Nayeon raises her head so you can kiss her neck easier, your hickeys are already all over her collar, but it's not enough for you, you wanna let everyone know she belongs to you.
'Umm... ah...' Nayeon's moan is hitting a higher pitch as you keep drilling in her hardly, her legs are pushing you even deeper. The tightness of her pussy reminds you how needy she is right now, she is desperately waiting for an orgasm, an orgasm that Jeongyeon can't give her.
"Tell me what you want, Nayeon." You command as You start to quicken your thrusts. "Tell me." You grab her thighs, digging your fingers into them, holding her close so You can put more strength into your thrusts. Her body lurches forward each time You drive your cock into her. Nayeon's moans grow louder with every thrust.
Nayeon arcs her back and holds you even closer, your forehead is touching hers. 'I want you, Y/N! Fuck me!'
'Ah! I am cumming!' Nayeon is being too sensitive, and she could not hold on when you start to thrust fast, her walls clamp you hard, the warm nectar splash on the tips are bringing extra pleasure to you, you just wish you are not wearing condom right now, so you can feel her better.
"That’s it, Nayeon. Cum on my cock." You moan as You speed up your thrusts. "Can Jeongyeon make you feel this good? I bet she can't." You tell her as You lift her hips for a better angle to thrust.
Ah... Fuck... Don't say her name right now!' Nayeon's orgasm is so intense that she can't even talk properly. But you know mentioning Jeongyeon's name does has effect on her, her walls are clamping your cock again, you know you would not stand for too long.
'Nayeon... I am better than her, right?' You groan as you enter the last stage. You kiss her with tongue, invading her mouth once again. You increase the pace of thrusting, your hips move like a dog, the pleasure force Nayeon to moan loudly even you two are kissing.
You drive your cock deep into Nayeon as You cum, filling the condom. You pull out quickly, wanting to keep going. You put on a new condom and tie the used one before tossing it onto Nayeon's stomach before flipping her onto her stomach and raising her ass into the air. "Who's better, Nayeon?" You ask as You rub her clit and tease her cunt with your shaft. "Tell me, and I'll put it in."
'You! You are better!' Nayeon moans loudly under you, teasing, 'I want you.' Nayeon shakes her ass, seducing you to put it in.
'What are you waiting for? Don't expect me to beg you.' Nayeon turns her head to you, her eyes are covered by lust, seems she could never be satisfied.
You keep moving your cock along her folds, teasing her with slow movements. "I want you to beg for me." You tell her as You gently push the tip against her entrance. "Tell me how much you want it."
'Tell your other girlfriend to beg! I won't!' Nayeon bites her teeth hard, struggling to control her body under your teasing. The heat from her pussy is seducing you to go all in, but you are not going to give up easily.
'Ughhh... Still so hard...' All in a sudden, Nayeon pushes her hips backwards and start fucking you in reverse. 'Ugh... I am not your little toy like others.'
You grab Nayeon's waist and force her away before giving her ass a hard smack. "I can give you everything you want if you just beg, Nayeon. Your body is already begging for my cock, you just need to give in." You slide on hand along her waist until You reach her clit, rubbing it slowly. You lean in and kiss Nayeon's ear. "You already told me who's better, just beg for what you need, and I'll give it all to you."
You already know Nayeon’s ears are one of her most sensitive places, when you are playing her clits and ears at the same time, she could not stand anymore.
'Ah! Fuck you!' Nayeon's whole body is jerking, and she collapses, falling on the bed with her stomach. She just cum again when you increase the pace of your hand, you could even feel her hot, sweet nectar dripping on your finger.
'You...' Nayeon just breathe heavily, struggling to argue with you as she is still in the after taste of the orgasm.
You keep playing with Nayeon's clit, and gently bite her ear. "I'm tired of waiting, Nayeon. If you're not going to be for it, I'm going to be begging me for a break." You rub your cock along her slit prodding her entrance before ramming yourself into her.
'Yeah, keep going...'Nayeon starts to moan again when you start thrusting again. She grabs the bed sheet tight, so she won't be pushing forward when you are moving.
You squeeze her ass cheek hardly until your handprints are marked on it. 'I am not going to let you take any break tonight. Fuck... You are so good.'
'Ah... I hope you can...' Nayeon tries to turn around her head to look at you, but she fails. 'Am I a better fuck than them? Huh? Ummm... faster, babe.'
"Ask me that again when we're done." You say as You spank Nayeon. You move your hands up her body, manhandling her breasts as You bury your cock inside her with every thrust. "I'm not sure we're going to have enough condoms for the entire night, Nayeon. I hope your body remembers what it's like to be full of cum." You moan into her ear.
'No... You need to stop when there's no more condom...' Although she is falling into lust, she still remembers she can't let you cum inside. 'Or you can go to buy a pack now... Ah... fuck...'
'Wait...' Nayeon stops you for a second and pushes you away, she kneels again in Doggy and bend her ass higher. 'Fuck me, I am nearly cumming.'
You put one hand on Nayeon's shoulder and drive your cock into her with one swift motion. You hold onto her waist with the other hand and continue to thrust into her before leaning down and whispering into her ear. "I thought you wanted to be number one. I want to cum in you Nayeon." You feel her tighten around me as she cums, her back arcing as she pushes herself back against me.
'Uh... You know I can't have a baby yet...' Nayeon grabs the bedsheet hard to keep herself balance. 'It's not a good time... You know I always want to focus on my career. I will fall apart if I get pregnant.'
'Fuck... Are you going to cum? I can feel it.' Nayeon could feel your shaft getting harder in her. 'Want to cum in me that much?'
"You know it, but if you don't want it, maybe I'll give it to someone else." You say as You play with her clit again. We both cum at the same time and You toy with her as You leave your cock inside her while You cum. You grab another condom, ready to put it on.
Nayeon turns around to sleep on the bed, her face is covered by sweat, 'You don't even need rest?' Her chest is bouncing just as her breath. 'I guess I am the best fuck then.'
Nayeon stops your hand that is going to wearing the condom. 'Let me help you.' Nayeon grabs your cock that is covered by the mixture of sperm and lubrication and rubs your tips quickly with her thumbs.
'Ugh...' The sudden pleasure forced your body jerks, some remaining cum even drips from your tips. 'Still so sensitive, huh? Let me empty this shot before starting a new one.'
"You're just looking to get some rest." You say to her as You slip your fingers inside her cunt. You use your thumb to rub her clit, making small circular movements. "You're going to be cumming all night." You run your fingers along her walls as You push them deeper, hearing Nayeon's moan come flowing out.
Nayeon, not gonna show weak, stroking your cock slowly to teasing you. ‘You said we are going to fuck all night, right?’ You can see all the lust in her eyes, her eyes speak for herself, she wants you, she wants you so badly. You do not hesitate anymore, you take another condom from her hand and push her down again.
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‘Ah… Slower… Pig head…’ Nayeon’s legs automatically cross on your back when you thrust in.
‘Ahhh… kiss me!’ Nayeon rides on you quickly, pulling you up for a deep kiss, you grab her ass hardly, helping her to bounce on you. This position allows your cock penetrate even deeper, you could feel you are hitting at the entrance of her womb.
‘Fuck! Please! Don’t stop!’ Nayeon is on all fours, arcing her ass up to suit your rhythm. You are also close to your orgasm, sweat keep dripping from your forehead, you give up on grabbing her ass, your bend yourself even lower, just use your hands to support your whole body, meanwhile your hips thrusting like a dog.
‘Cum with me, Y/N. I am cumming!’ Nayeon moans loudly, backing into the missionary allows you two look at each other when you cum. ‘Ah… Ahhh!’ Nayeon’s moan keep seducing you to fuck her even harder, her thighs locking you once again, pushing you even deeper when you thurst. ‘Take my cum, Nayeon! Fuck, you are so tight!’
“Hold my hand, Y/N. I love you!’ Nayeon, almost yelling when she feels your cock start to throb in her. Although her hands are still grabbing hard on the bed sheet, she gives up on balancing herself, she raises her hands as wide as she can.
You hold Nayeon's hand as you bury yourself inside her and cum. Kissing Nayeon does little to stifle her moans as she rocks her body against yours and uses her legs to push you deeper.
Your lips are aparted, but not your soul. Nayeon seems never could be satisfied. 'Y/N. I want more...' She whispers in such a sexy tone that it is impossible to resist.
You slowly remove the condom and tie it carefully before throwing it aside casually.
'Damn' You eagerly open the night stand, however you find that the condom box is empty, you have used all your stocks just half of the night. You turn around and see Nayeon splits her leg wide, showing her pink clit, she keeps rolling on the bed, waiting for your cock. 'Ummm... What takes you so long?' Your cock starts to get hard again when you see she is acting so horny.
You keep debating should you rush to the convenience store to get a new box of condom right now, you know you can't resist the temptation of cream pieing her even you promised to pull out.
You crawl over Nayeon, blowing into her ear as you tap her clit with your cock. "We're out of condoms, Nayeon," You whisper into her ear as you rub my cock along her slit. "I don't want to stop."
'Go to buy now.' Nayeon bites your ear. 'I won't let you cum in me tonight.' Nayeon kicks on your stomach lightly, preventing your further action.
You back off and get yourself ready to head to the store. It is the better decision in the end.
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yuri-is-online · 19 hours
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This might just me being tired and dumb, but I kind of get how Ace having a more supportive family would lead to isolation? Like. People who have no family to rely on form their own, and that kind of bond can be beat by very little else. There's not only possibly shared trauma, but there's probably also a shared understanding that "we all we got". It gives a weird sense of hope to see someone else in your situation, someone who relates to you even a little bit, and you want more anything in the world for them to make it out and thrive, and you can trust that they want the same for you.
So with Ace, who's trauma (that we know about) mainly comes from association and the iverblot fights, it's a bit harder to make that bond. He (assumably) got all the love and support that he was supposed to get from his family. And yeah! Sure! He can still seek it out elsewhere! But it's a thing he already has, he already has somewhere to go at the end if the day for comfort.
This is actually a theme that I'm gonna play with in my 80s fic, Deuce is lower middle class, while Yuu is just a slightly glorified version if homeless. Ace is squarely middle class, if not upper middle, he never has to really want for anything. Not like Deuce and certainly not like Yuu.
Learning how to pinch for pennies and find deals are things that makes Aces life more convenient, but it's something that Deuce and Yuu need. And that's where the divide is.
He wants to take care of his friends (he's still in denial) more than anything, but he also feels like there's this weird line he can't cross, with him on one side and Yuu and Deuce on the other. It honestly doesn't help that Yuu has a separate, small friend group outside of him and Deuce that are all in the same "Shit is completely fucked right now but by God are we gonna make it out" boat. A boat that Ace will probably never be in. Ace loves his family and is grateful, and knows exactly how much he lucked out. But he still wants to have that bond. That "the world feels like it's ending but atleast we'll be going down together" type of bond. Comforting Yuu while they cry about not having heating in the winter will never be the same as having to suffer alongside them and know they were in this together. Trying to find the cheapest possible version of a food products with Deuce and discovering knock off brands that Ace would never imagine existing (who the hell made knock off cheerios?) Will never be the same as actually having to rely on those knock off and part time sales, and feeling a sense pride that they were able to save enough money this month that they could actually buy something nice. Ace probably won't ever be on that side of the invisible line.
He'll bring them to his side though. Ace wants to take care of them more than anything. He wants them in his life more than anything. And he'll have them. No matter what he has to do to make that happen.
Sorry if I missread your post and just dropped a huge angst bomb in your inbox! I just have thoughts and there are a lot of AceYuu and ADeuce moments in chapter three and one or two of them digs into this a little.
You didn't misread my post at all I swear we are sharing custody of a braincell because this is just *chef's kiss* exactly what I was thinking.
Having that solid middle class stability and parent's who genuinely love you and each other is nothing to be ashamed of, not that I think Ace has enough humility for that, but it does mean that he has a gap in his understanding for Deuce and especially Yuu's situation. I keep thinking about how he ended up eating those tarts because he skipped a meal over worrying about Yuu and their circumstances, he cares. He is crass and rude with it but he cares! I love how you say he'll bring them to his side of the line, that's exactly how I see him thinking about it.
Ace's isolation (in my view) seems to come from how much more he values his friendship with Yuu and Deuce over literally anyone else in the school. He'd benefit from talking to Jack and Epel more, they also have solid home lives and Jack at least I think has financially stable parents, but those guys aren't his people. For better or worse, for sickness or health, Yuu and Deuce are who he is sticking it out with. He'll never say it in game, but he really does love you both, in what way is of course up to the interpretation of the player.
but you know which one we both prefer frfr
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Okay so here’s my request for a blurb…💕
Think of that one scene where Tormund is talking to the hound about Brienne but instead of Brienne it’s the reader (fem Y/N). The readers a hard woman and hasn’t given in to Tormund because she’s secretly with Sandor.
So basically the hound being jealous that tormund is into his woman.
Preferably NSFW if it’s too long to get to NSFW no worries.
⭐️( PS: i love your writing for the hound, barely anyone else gets it right!)
Save Me A Bowl
"A pretty thing for a pretty thing," Tormund says, holding up a small flower, not yet bloomed. I raise my brows at the white bud, "do I look like a thing to you?"
Sandor Clegane x Reader x Tormund Giantsbane | 1k+ | cw: fem!reader, jealousy, whipped!Tormund, fluff?, casually implied sex, typos, etc.
A/N: UR NOT ABOUT TO CATCH ME SLIPPIN ON MY POST STREAK. Once I post this, I'd have finished all my requests which is such a slay for this girl 🥹🫶. It has been quite a while since I got this req tho, so I hope you enjoy it nonnie 🫶 also.... I haven't actually reached this part of GoT yet HAHAHAHAHAH it's fine tho I think I know enough to write it lmao
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Sandor was not very affectionate, at least not in the noticeable kind. In truth, neither was I, though I suppose it's because you don't really have the time to think about such things when there was a war at hand.
However, I would say I didn't shy from checking on him, nor from asking him to accompany me. I definitely didn't shy from going out of my way to sit next to him, nor from leaning into him when it got too cold. The same could be said about him, I think.
In my opinion, my relationship with Sandor was rather obvious, though we never spoke about it, especially on the multiple accounts I've announced I'd be heading back to my tent and have the Hound immediately follow after me. If anything, I thought it was at least crystal clear what we were up to after the fact.
This was why I turned to Brienne when Tormund began harking nonsense. She and I had been huddled by the fire, finishing a bowl of soup when he came around.
"Is he trying to seduce you?"
"Don't look at me," says Brienne in between spoonfuls, "I am not the one he directs such gaudy poetry to."
I raise my brows as I turn back to Tormund who immediately smiles at me. I find myself sparing a smile back just to get his oration over with.
Ever since then, Tormund went out of his way to tire my ear with the sound of his voice, telling me tall tales of his life and his people. To be honest, I didn't mind it. In fact, I was partially entertained by some of his stories.
Showy as he was, he was harmless for the most part, and so I just let him do what he wanted. Eventually, his yapping would earn him a bowl to head and a threat to shut his trap. It worked out for me the men had much less patience for him than I did.
Little did I know, Sandor just about lost his patience with him.
I have to stop eating so I can get a laugh out of my system. The orange haired man laughs with me and concludes his story. He sighs, "you're the only fun one on this side of the fucking wall."
I shake my head and continue eating my food, "you mistake my tolerance of you as solidarity with your humor."
"Yet you laugh," Tormund raises a thick brow.
I shrug and swallow a mouthful before replying, "because you are fool."
"Fool enough to make you laugh," he says, standing from his seat beside me. He seems to look for something in his pocket.
I barely spare him a glance as he tells me, he's forgotten something, "I'll be right back."
Just as he runs off, I see Sandor and smile at him. He seems not to notice me and sits in a spot across from me. I immediately stand and come up next to him. I sit next to him, "took you a while."
Sandor ignores me.
I nudge him when he does not respond.
He side eyes me then begins to eat.
I raise a brow at his ignorance, "has something happened?"
He grunts then snaps, "why don't you ask that ginger fuck."
I frown.
"You seem keen of his company," Sandor glare, "you even laugh at his rancid jokes."
I furrow my brows.
Just then, Tormund comes back. He looks for me a moment, then beams when he spots me.
He runs up to me and Sandor; I feel Sandor stiffen against me.
"A pretty thing for a pretty thing," Tormund says, holding up a small flower, not yet bloomed.
I raise my brows at the white bud, "do I look like a thing to you?"
"The prettiest thing in the south," Tormund grins.
I release a breath.
I look over my shoulder and realize Sandor has stopped eating in lieu of glaring at Tormund. I'm about to speak, but I'm beaten to the chase.
"Fuck off, filthy minge," Sandor growls.
Tormund turns to him. His upper lip curls, "I wasn't speaking to you, smelly mutt."
Sandor stands and the two impose upon each other.
I immediately set my bowl down and step between them. I push them both on their chests, but neither budge. I hiss, "enough."
"You heard the woman," Tormund says, "get lost."
"I-"
"She was talking about you, you yapping fuck," Sandor snarls.
Before they can jump at each other's throats, I step back and yell, "ENOUGH, I SAID."
Sandor and Tormund stare at me.
"It's been a long day," I snap, "I'm not in the mood to soothe two whining bitches."
Tormund nods, "right!"
I narrow my eyes, "Tormund-"
"Yes?" he immediately retorts.
"- fuck off."
He opens his mouth but is too taken aback to say anything.
"You've been too busy picking flowers to notice that I'm with Sandor."
Tormund stares at me blankly.
"He's the one warming my tent."
He is aghast.
Sandor's face is blank, but he seems otherwise pleased as he sits back down and continues to eat.
The ginger steps forward and reaches out, "but I-"
"Keep your fucking hands to yourself," Sandor stands again, "if you know what's good for you."
Tormund glares at Sandor.
I sigh, "I told you you were a fool."
Tormund deflates. He walks off silently.
Sandor pulls me by the arm as he sits, sitting me down next to me, "good fucking riddance. Finally some quiet."
I roll my eyes at him, "you know," I pull my arm away, "this wouldn't have happened if I-"
"Fucked you harder?" he says in between chewing, "aye. I know better now."
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dyemelikeasunset · 1 day
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Feeling a whole lot of emotions right now, but the good kind. I found Dom and Mor through a Tumblr poll about webcomics, and decided to read through it — as a gnc lesbian I loved seeing the characters and their relationship and your really cool artstyle. But when I got to one of your notes at the end of an instalment, where you wished everyone Eid Mubarak and said something like ‘we made it’, my heart felt like it stopped. Maybe it’s just because I’m not old enough to have moved out of my parent’s house and so never really had the chance to express myself without worrying about what my small town community will tell them, but… oh man, as you probably know, being Muslim and queer can be so isolating sometimes, since some people in both communities will think that those two parts of your identity contract themselves when they… don’t, of course. It makes me so indescribably happy to know that there is someone like me out there — who is celebrating Eid, has a wife, and creates beautiful art that showcases queer characters. I knew that logically there must be other queer Muslims out there, but I’d only ever heard of them in the context of them being imprisoned or shunned. It means so, so much to me that you chose to be open with all of this online, because it really makes me feel, in a way that not many other things can, that people like me do get to be happy, do get to be themselves… and it makes me believe that maybe one day I will have that too. Thank you, I guess, is what I’m trying to say, for showing me that I’m not alone. It really means a lot. Being open online can incite harassment, I def know, but thank you for choosing to do so. Of course you don’t do it for thanks, but it has really meant a lot to me, just to see someone else like me out there :). I hope that you’re having a blessed Ramadan and that you have a lovely Eid!
The reason I chose to be open about it online is pointedly because I have been in such a similar spot as you. When I was young, the isolation and existential loneliness was almost unbearable. Then as a young adult, most of the other queer Muslims I met were so entrenched in their own traumas that our bonds were mainly over our shared pain. As I've grown, I realized that yes, there comes a time to talk about being queer and muslim and how those things deserve a place in the world together, but more than that I want to be open, loud, and casual about who I am. So many other identities are allowed that normalcy-- I want to be that, and I can't bear to be quiet about it anymore
I'm happy my work and elements of my life were able to reach you. You're not alone-- and a casual, integrated, peaceful life as a queer muslim is absolutely possible. I hope you're able to find your version of that someday in the future
I hope the rest of Ramadan also treats you well!
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hypogryffin · 8 months
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i cant believe i wasn't following u b4,,,,,ive just been silently scrolling through your blog for like a solid YEAR and just haven't even noticed????? n e ways what are tha thoughts on literally anyone in p4 being trans bc i live for that 🎤
the way my brain decided that this was asking for pronoun headcanons and did not reread to make sure that was what you were asking before drawing all of this…... well anyways
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mudstoneabyss · 2 months
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actually. the specific phrasing that boy Kevin wants to kill older Kevin with "I must disassemble him, piece by piece, so that everything inside of the Old Kevin comes out. Only then can the New Kevin truly begin." is so incredibly the idea that to heal from trauma and "improve" you have to destroy every "wrong" part of yourself, that everything "tainted" by it has to somehow be replaced by something untouched (which isn't possible)
#reading back that phrasing I do think that'll be the way brinknor takes it#this arcs seeming like it'll be so. breaking the cycle of abuse and violence and coming to terms with yourself#and maybe understanding that you can never remove the parts of you impacted by trauma and start again completely ''pure''#but you can treat yourself with the kindness you should've been given#which i hope it is that because. and understand i am biased. but i'd love that direction for Kevin#it feels much more satisfying than any more. angsty way this arc could go imo#like he's been through enough!#because of the way Kevin is portrayed in fanon. not as frequently anymore but still pretty common. I worry about coming off as woobifying#by saying I want him to heal I want him to have nice things I think he deserves them#when he's also simultaneously Not A Good Person#yknow the poor little innocent cinnamon roll baby etc etc fanon#but. well for one im Not Like That about him. but my main point of bringing that up is. him not being a good person is why I want to see hi#get better and generally have a good life. why does someone have to be good to deserve to heal from trauma#especially when trauma is a big reason for the way they are#like its fiction yeah yeah i'm still tired of mentally ill people having to be ''good'' to ''deserve'' to get better yknow#i mean especially in fiction you tend to either see mental illness as the poor traumatized one who's allowed recovery because they're nice#or the insane psychopath who cant be ''fixed'' so ''deserves'' bad things-up to deserving to die!- for it#i didnt mean for this to be a rant erm. oops#wtnv#wtnv spoilers#joyousposting
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