#but you know I couldn't stop think about anything else during Where We Were Young doc

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#yes I'm really proud of my niche meme #crossover nobody ask for #formula1 #f1 #rupaul's drag race #rpdr #drag race #valtteri bottas #but you know I couldn't stop think about anything else during Where We Were Young doc #formula 1

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Gift Exchange Mayhem - Young Justice Imagine

Requested by Anon - Can I have the team doing some last minute shopping for Christmas?? Maybe the reader waits until the last minute and needs help??

Author's Note - Happy Holidays! I finally was able to finish something.

***

"Dismissed," Batman said, waving his hand as he turned back to the computer to finish up whatever paperwork he had. The mission had gone well, so the debriefing wasn't too painful.

At least for everyone else, you found it excruciatingly slow. Every minute was a minute closer to the Christmas Eve party and the gift exchange.

Everyone moved off. You stayed where you were until you saw M'gann and Conner walk completely out of the room.

You turned, scanning the room until you saw Artemis heading toward the locker rooms. Dashing after her, you grabbed her arm. "I need your help," you whispered, voice tight with the brewing storm of panic in your chest.

"Ow," Artemis hissed, jerking her arm away. "What do you want, weirdo?"

You swore you saw Batman glance over from the corner of your eye. Your breath caught in your throat. "I need help, but we can't talk about it here. Please?"

Artemis sighed, but gestured for you to follow her. You quickly fell into step beside her.

The two of you walked in silence until you made it to the library. She spun on her heel and crossed her arms. "What do you want?"

You admired how cool she looked in this moment. You wished you could be cool. "I..." You swallowed away your insecurities. "I need help finding a gift for the gift exchange."

She raised an eyebrow. "You haven't gotten one yet? It's tomorrow."

"I know!" You threw up your hands, shaking slightly. "I couldn't focus on it, because I got M'gann and I knew I would blow it in the mind link at some point, so I decided I had to not think about it at all until the last minute. That way, she can be surprised."

Artemis sighed and pinched the bridge of her nose. "Why do you always do this shit?"

"I wanted it to be good. It's her first Christmas on earth and she's already excited, but I don't know what to get her." You bit your lip and blinked back tears.

"Why can't you ask Conner? I got things to do." Artemis narrowed her eyes with that steady frown she was always inclined to give you.

You groaned. "I can't ask Conner, then she'd know. That boy doesn't hide anything from her anymore."

She rolled her eyes and glanced at the clock on the wall. "Okay, fine."

A grin burst onto your face. "Thank you!" You almost reached out to hug her, but she held up a finger to stop you. Your face burned. "Sorry. Can we go now after we change?"

"Sure." Artemis left the room. You let out a sigh to calm your heart.

***

Artemis' head ached at the bright lights of Star City's Megamall. Christmas music blasted throughout the place as people hurried about.

"Luckily, the west coast is still open huh?" You laughed, nudging her side.

Artemis swallowed back a biting retort. "Yep." You stopped by the big tree in the center of the main entrance. Glancing around, you seemed just as lost as you always were. Irritation bubbled up inside of Artemis. "Let's go. We don't have time. It closes in two hours."

You flinched slightly. "Right." You hurried off to your left, leading the way past a bunch of clothing stores.

Artemis took a deep breath. She shouldn't be so annoyed really. What other plans did she have today anyway? All she was going to do was go home and hang out with her mom. Christmas didn't mean much in the Crock household. Just a time where there was no school and a lot of Dad.

She shook her head. 'Reflect upon your present blessings of which every man has many - not on your past misfortunes, of which all men have some.' It was a quote from Sketches by Boz by Charles Dickens. A early present to herself when she spotted it in a thrift shop during her Christmas shopping.

You started to head into Spencer's, but Artemis snatched your arm. "No."

"Why?" You blinked. Sometimes Artemis wondered if you were also from Mars.

"There will be nothing for her in there, come on." Artemis pulled you along.

You bit your lip. "I don't know where to even start. What does M'gann even like anyway?"

"Conner." She snorted when you seemed to think she was serious. "You can't give her Conner."

"That would have made things easy. I could just put a bow on him." You dodged a family who was running to the mall.

"You're so weird." Artemis crossed her arms. "Let's go here." She walked into a trendy clothing store. It smelled expensive. Artemis' skin crawled.

You glanced around. "I can't give her clothes. She has...clothes that can be anything."

"Just look around!" Artemis snapped. She saw you deflate in the corner of her eye. She should be nicer to you, but...you were so annoying. You moved away from her to look at the wall of perfumes.

Artemis made herself browse at the other side of the store, ignoring price tags and just looking. Like a normal girl.

***

You sniffed at a perfume. It could work for M'gann, except you didn't know if it would be like giving her clothes. You haven't noticed her making a scent when she shifted her clothes.

Biting your lip, you glanced over to find Artemis across the store. She held up a nice brown moto jacket to herself. A hint of a smile on her lips. You smiled too until her face dropped at the sight of the price tag.

"Well, well, well, you went shopping?" A creepy laugh followed. You turned to find Robin in civies with sunglasses over his eyes. He glanced over at Artemis. "With Artemis?"

You slapped a hand over his mouth. "Are you alone?" You looked around wildly. Your heart stopped when you saw Wally, Kaldur, and Roy standing outside the store with big soft pretzels. Kaldur eyed his while Wally and Roy munched down.

Rob pushed your hand away. "We all saw you two sneak off and got concerned since Artemis and you...never mind."

You pursed your lips, wondering what he meant. However, you had other concerns. "Conner and M'gann aren't with you, are they? Please tell me, they aren't?"

Robin snorted. "Those two are occupied." He crossed his arms. "What? Did you have Conner as your secret santa?"

"No, I have M'gann and I don't know what to get her!" You blushed as your eyes filled with tears. "I'm going to mess up Christmas!"

"Woah, stay whelmed." Rob held up his hands. "Deep breaths." He took a deep breath. You copied him. Your heart slowed down. "Why did you wait until last minute?"

"I would have spoiled it through the mind link at some point. You know how I get distracted, so I made myself not think about it until I knew we wouldn't have another mission." You took another deep breath. "And I asked Artemis because she knows a lot...but...you know she's not happy about it." You saw Artemis march over to Roy, Wally, and Kaldur. "But she said yes."

Rob hummed, rocking on his heels. "We can all help you out with that." He nudged your arm. "Come on, I have an idea."

You grinned, skipping after him. Robin always knew what to do, even if he liked to sneak up on people.

***

Kaldur watched as you, Dick, Wally, and Roy headed across the way into another store with bizarre decorations. Artemis groaned and flopped onto a nearby bench. She crossed her arms, muttering how this was all a waste of time.

"Would you like this..." Kaldur held out the untouched pretzel. He didn't like the look of it. Plus seeing Wally dunk it into some plastic-like yellow substance made Kaldur's stomach turn.

Artemis took it and bit a chunk out of it. Kaldur sat down beside her. He looked around at the bright, shiny walls of the mall. The crowds were lightening now as it neared closing time.

"It was kind of you to help (Y/N)." Kaldur smiled as he saw Wally teasing you. You stuck out your tongue in return.

"A mistake. They are so helpless." Artemis took another big bite.

Kaldur's heart fell slightly. He knew Artemis didn't have a high opinion of you and wasn't shy to voice it. She often didn't care if you heard. Kaldur had to comfort you more than once.

"I know (Y/N) can be challenging." Kaldur pursued his lips, carefully choosing his words. "Not everyone is raised with the same experiences. That is what makes the world a more...intriguing place."

Artemis eyed him. She swallowed. "I'm being nice."

Kaldur nodded. "You are." He met Artemis' eye. "(Y/N) thinks a lot of you." You gestured for both of them to join you. Artemis avoided his gaze and yours. Kaldur saw you frown.

"I got to go. Thanks." Artemis stood up suddenly and walked off. Kaldur watched her go with a sigh. He got up and joined you and the others, hoping his words sank in.

***

You brushed away Wally's hand as he reached to tug your hair again. "Where's she going?" You asked as Kaldur approached.

"I believe she is heading home. Her mother was expecting her," Kaldur said kindly. You nodded. Maybe she wanted to get home earlier too? That's probably why she snapped at you.

"I think you could go for something space." Roy held up a metal print of a space nebula.

"Isn't that racist? She's from Mars. It would be like getting Kaldur something from the ocean," you said, waving the print away. "It needs to be good."

Rob tugged you deeper into the store where they had a retro tv show section. Roy followed the two of you, hands deep in his pockets. You noticed Wally and Kaldur stayed back, whispering to each other.

Your face burned as goosebumps appeared on your skin. You hated when you felt like you did something wrong. Was asking Artemis wrong? They didn't need to worry about your feelings.

Honestly, you only cried once. You gotten tougher over the last few months, or at least you waited to cry until you were alone.

"Hey, you with us?" Roy nudged your arm. You gave him a quick smile and moved to look through another stack of metal prints.

Robin and Roy joked with each other. You sighed, moving to the next stack. Kaldur and Wally joined them.

Suddenly, right after you paged through several tv shows you didn't know, you came across a sparkly Hello Megan print.

"Yes!" You held it up like it was priceless.

"Look at that. She'd love it," Wally said, grinning. "And you didn't need anyone's help."

"Well, you did direct me to the right store." You hugged the print of your chest. "She's gonna love it. Too bad Artemis didn't stay to see it."

Roy scoffed, but Kaldur quickly elbowed him in the side. "She'll see it when we open gifts tomorrow," Roy said, rubbing his side.

You hummed, studying the print again. "It's perfect. Good thing you four stalked us to the mall." Robin and Kaldur blushed. Roy just smirked.

"Hey, I wanted to come to the mall anyway." Wally shrugged. You narrowed your eyes knowingly. He blushed as red as his hair.

"He really just wanted to follow Artemis," Roy mumbled in your ear before flopping an arm around your shoulders to lead you toward the checkout. "Come on, let's buy this thing and head out."

You let Roy pull you along, giggling in delight.

As you all headed out of the closing mall, you passed the clothing store you went in with Artemis. The moto jacket was still there. You bit your lip.

"(Y/N), are you coming?" Kaldur asked when he noticed you stopped. Robin and Wally were teasing each other. Roy stopped with you.

"I need to make another stop. Like really fast." You flashed them a smile and headed into the store.

***

"Ekam ti elkraps," Zatanna said, waving her hands. The Christmas tree in the center of the living room lit up. You clapped your hands.

"Thanks Zat. The lights were getting the best of me." You laughed, tossing the jumble of Christmas lights back into the box.

"No problem." She sneezed. Zatanna had been down with a cold for the last two weeks. She was finally back on her feet just in time for Christmas.

You were glad, especially since this was her first Christmas without her dad. It was your job to keep her busy per Black Canary's request. Of course, keeping people busy was your specialty.

Zatanna stared at the tree. You saw the glimmer of tears in her eyes. "Alright." You clapped your hands. She looked back at you, blinking rapidly. "I think all this work calls for some Christmas cookies."

"But those are for the party?" Zatanna crossed her arms. A genuine smile on her lips.

"Yeah, but we also decorated the place for M'gann, so the least she could do is let us have some early. Besides, Wally will eat them all if we don't get some now." You led her to the kitchen where M'gann was pulling more cookies out of the oven.

You made sure to not think about your gift for her, just in case she was listening to your thoughts.

M'gann's back was turned as you went to the cooling rack and stole two snickerdoodles with red and green sugar. Zatanna pointed to the M&M cookies and you took two of those too.

"You could ask," M'gann said without turning around.

"What?" Your eyes widened. You quickly handed the cookies to Zatanna. "Ask what?"

M'gann turned to look at you. She smiled and shook her head. "Enjoy your cookies and thank you doing the decorations."

Zatanna and you shared a look before giggling. "Thanks M'gann," Zatanna said as you both slipped away.

You took a big bite of cookie. Zatanna nibbled on hers. You both sat down on the couch in the living area and watched the tree sparkle away.

"Z, did you cast a spell on the tree?" Artemis came around the corner. She saw you and you saw a flicker of emotion in her eyes. You didn't know what that meant.

"Yeah, the lights got the better of us," Zatanna laughed, offering Artemis her other cookie. Artemis took it and sat down next to Zatanna.

You wanted to ask her if she was okay or at least thank her for yesterday, but you knew she wouldn't take it well. Besides, M'gann might overhear that you went shopping.

So you stayed quiet, listening in as Artemis and Zatanna talked.

***

"This is amazing!" M'gann gasped as she ripped off the paper to reveal the Hello Megan print.

You tittered, rocking back and forth while hugging your knees to your chest. You sat on the floor of the living area with Wally, Zatanna, and Robin. Artemis, Kaldur, Conner, M'gann, and Roy took the couch and chairs.

Wally poked your side. "She's gonna know it's from you if you keep doing that."

"They're excited. Shut up," Zatanna hissed, poking Wally. You took a deep breath and tried to calm down. However, you still felt like you could burst.

M'gann hugged the print to her chest. "Thank you so much, (Y/N)!" She looked at you. You grinned back.

"Wow, that was a quick guess." Roy rolled his eyes at your giddiness.

"(Y/N) broadcasted their delight. Like almost screaming it." M'gann laughed, handing the print to Conner before flying over to give you a big hug.

You hugged her back, giggling uncontrollably. "I'm glad you love it!"

M'gann pulled back and sat back next to Conner. Conner put his arm around her shoulders. She leaned into him. Your heart melted. Those two were always so cute.

"Not cool at all," Artemis muttered under her breath. You glanced at her to find her shaking her head at you. A jolt ran through you, but you quickly turned to blink away the burn in your eyes.

"Who's next?" Robin asked, looking around.

The exchanged continued. You played with the edge of your cozy blanket you had received as your gift. Taking a deep breath, you forced a smile on your face. You wouldn't cry on Christmas.

***

Artemis yawned as she made her way toward the zeta tube. Her new set of books under her arm. The party had died down. Artemis was the first to head home. Her mother was waiting for her.

"Hey Artemis," you said. She heard you jogging up behind her. She had to hold back the eye roll before turning.

"Yes?" She hugged her books to her chest. You stumbled a bit, tripping over the blanket you had wrapped around you.

"I..." You coughed, blushing slightly. "I wanted to thank you for coming shopping with me yesterday."

Irritation crawled up inside her. "You're welcome." She kept her face blank.

You smiled a little. Artemis took a deep breath at the moment of silence.

"Well, Merry Christmas." You pulled a nicely wrapped package from under your blanket and held it out.

Artemis flinched, blinking. "What's that?"

"A present." You bit your lip, looking down shyly. "For you. I know you...think I'm annoying. I'm working on it, I promise." You glanced back up at her. Artemis couldn't stop the guilt that sank her stomach. "Anyway, I hope you like it."

Artemis raised an eyebrow. "I got to get home."

"Yeah, have a good night." You waved, backing away before tripping over your blanket.

Artemis shook her head as you rushed back out of the room. She looked down at the present. It was nicely wrapped. Guess they aren't clumsy about everything, she thought.

She sighed before ripping it open. Her jaw dropped to the floor when she found the soft leather of the expensive brown moto jacket inside.

Setting her books on the ground, she slipped on the jacket. It felt smooth like butter. She hugged herself.

"Nice jacket," Wally said, walking into the room with a gift bag in hand. "Where you get it?"

Artemis pursed her lips. Rot ate her up inside. "(Y/N)."

Wally whistled. "It looks amazing, babe." He grinned. "(Y/N) must really like you. I know when I first met them, they gave me a PlayStation. I couldn't believe it."

"Really?" Artemis played with the sleeve of the jacket. "I should give this back to them."

"No, you'll just make them feel bad. They wanted you to have it." Wally held up his hands. "Listen, (Y/N) really cares about what you think of them." Artemis' eyes widened slightly. "So maybe...just try to be a little nicer to them...not that you're not." Wally blushed, rubbing the back of his head sheepishly.

Artemis rolled her eyes. "I know I'm not, Baywatch." She let out of breath, admitting she always noticed that you took any comment she said hard. How many times had she made you cry? "I'll be nicer."

Wally grinned, nudging her arm. "Thanks."

Artemis punched his arm back. Wally dodged it, laughing. She snorted and picked up her books before trying to get him.

***

The next time you saw Artemis, she was wearing the jacket. You actually started jumping with excitement. However, you forced yourself to be cool as she approached you.

"Thanks for the jacket. I needed a new one." She met your eye before giving you a genuine smile. You felt your eyes widen as you couldn't recall another time she smiled at you.

"You're welcome." A big grin pulled at your lips. You rocked on your heels.

Artemis walked away to go to talk to Zatanna, who was across the cave with Robin. You watched her go, letting yourself bounce a little with glee.

M'gann flew up beside you and gave you a hug. You hugged her back. "Try to get back to whelmed," she whispered in your ear. You nodded, taking a deep breath. However, you felt that you could maybe count Artemis as a friend and nothing could be better than that.

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Ocean child tears

A/N: The fight may not be in the right order- but I hope you all still enjoy it!

summary: Being the adopted child of the one and only Poseidon made a lot of people think you were just as cold-hearted as the Ocean tyrant. But during the third round of Ragnarok, and you witness something that you wished so many times to be a sick joke, the humans and gods finally saw who you were.

Warnings: Angst, death, blood, gore, swearing, slight comfort at the end?, Gn! reader.

Character(s): Poseidon x Young demigod! Reader(Platonic)

It was almost time for the third round, of what you thought were pointless battles. Even though the humans were reckless, greedy, wrathful, and pitiful you never saw a need to kill them all. You were human too. Well, Half.

And that was one of the reasons why you wondered why the almighty Poseidon took you under his wing. He despised humans so why would he accept you. But you digress, you were very grateful to him.

At first, of course, Poseidon had the reoccurring thought of killing you but since you were half god as well he thought otherwise. But the longer you followed him like a lost puppy the more he seemed to tolerate your presence than hate it then enjoyed it more than he used to tolerate it. He seemed to give you everything your non-existent parents couldn't. But one thing that you wished didn't come along with you once he adopted you was the simultaneous agreement from everyone else around you that you were just like him. Which was annoying, to say the least.

And you hated that fact that he was going to be fighting in the next match.

"Hey, [Name]~...[Name]. [Name]!"

"Has it started already?!"

"What? no- not yet anyways. But you have to stop daydreaming in these hallways." Loki's voice would tease you, a hint of annoyance in his voice after seeing you in the same spot he'd seen you the past 3 times beforehand. And although you were a halfling, as Loki likes to call it, you both surprisingly got along well. Sometimes.

You did nothing but let out a chuckle and look at Loki with a tired look, a churning feeling in your stomach starting to grow, and before you could say anything of your own the Norse god began to walk down the hallway with a smug smile on his face.

"Come on now, we don't want to be late for your Father's grand entrance!"

"Yeah, I'm coming."

You were a couple steps behind the god mischief as you entered the concrete box where the more important gods and goddesses sat, and if you were going to be honest with yourself you didn't know if you should be allowed to be sitting next to any of them.

"[Name], darling! You took quite a while to come back, are you alright?" Aphrodite's soft voice would call out to you as you took your seat next to Ares, the unshakeable feeling in your stomach getting worse once she asked.

"I'm fine, just fine..." you managed to mutter out, slouching back into your chair as you placed a hand on your stomach, Heimdall's booming voice grabbing man and maker's attention.

"...WELCOME TO ROUND THREE OF RAGNAROK!" Heimdall continued to speak like he was preaching as you started to smile a little, everything about him making him a great hype man in fights like these.

Hermes, being one if not the only person to see you smile, causing the smug servant to chuckle behind his hand.

"-SO LET'S BRING OUT OUR NEXT CHALLENGER!" this announcement makes you sit up properly in your seat this time, eager to see your father in the arena in the middle.

"HERE COMES GOD WARRIOR THREE! IT'S TIME TO GET WET!!" the last sentence Heimdall made causing you to look over at Loki to see if he made any reaction until the crashing of waves and the blinding light of a spotlight overtook your senses.

The water splits in two as you finally got to see your father making his way to the island arena, your eyes sparkling and your lips pulling up in a proud smile. You were very lucky that you had him as your father and you believed that no human, whoever it may be, would bring him to his knees.

Then the representative for the humans entered the stage from a wooden boat. And you must say he looked strong. Well as strong as an old man could look. And just like your father, Heimdall gave him too an amazing intro. So greatly spoken in fact that sometimes you wondered what side he was on.

Once the match officially started and your father's trident finally pierced through the Asian man's skin every god started to cheer for him. And who were you to not join in too? Causing the Gods in the spectator box to turn to your cheering figure. The only unfazed deities being Hermes and Loki. But once Poseidon turned around to give every single God that cheered for his victory a deadly glare for silence it went dead quiet, the only voice that could be heard though was yours.

The newer and uninformed gods and goddesses muttering words of shock.

"Who do they think they are?.."

"They're going to die!"

"They've done it now..."

"They must be important to be there but..."

"I've never seen a god like them before."

"It's because they're not..."

"Huh?"

But to say the least, everyone was shocked to see someone such as yourself ignore the almighty tyrant of the seas. But to their surprise, his gaze was much softer when he looked up at you before focusing on the battle. Leaving you unharmed with no threats thrown your way.

"Lord Poseidon!"

You were clearly showing off the perks of being his child.

"Father Poseidon! Papa!"

"What is it, child?" Poseidon called out to you with a sigh as you ran up to him with a face of pure joy, something clearly in your hands, the closer you got the clearer how wet they were. Bringing them up to him with such pride as you wave them in his face, small droplets of water landing on his face.

"A gift papa Poseidon!" you proudly state as your hands shake but soon stopped as you squeezed your hands tighter. "Lord...But a gift? Show me, child." he reminded you quietly but that didn't stop him from wanting to know what you have gotten him.

And with no hesitation, you showed the god his gift. A... baby Pacu fish? At first, the tyrant was confused and somewhat worried but once he looked longer at the false piranha look alike he knew he didn't need to be too worried.

He just picked up the poor creature and put it back in a water pool next to him.

"Do you like it? It's so cute!" he would then hear you ask, your bright smile never leaving your small chubby face as you stared into the body of water, watching the baby fish swim around. "Yes. It's nice. But you can't just pick up random fishes." he then says, not wanting you to pick up something that could harm you, as he grips his trident and bonked you on the head with the flat side of it gently. The coldness of the metal comforts you.

"ehe! Okay, papa oh- Lord Poseidon!"

"Good...Well done, child."

It was mid-way through the third round, and the prideful smile you had before had been replaced with a worried frown the human had been dodging every single attack, almost like Adam, but less flawlessly. Seemingly memorized every single movement and attack of your father in his head.

The uncomfortable feeling from before crawling back into your stomach haunts you, not even seeing your father striking back a the man making it go away. Your thoughts racing. And you felt your heart drop once you saw that the man, Kojiro Sasaki, finally drew blood. Shocking almost every god watching.

"Oh my..." you heard Aphrodite say from behind her hand as she looked down at the battle while your brows furrowed, a serious look in your eyes. "It's going to be fine." you would just repeat to yourself as you gripped the arms of your chair, a cold sweat forming on your forehead.

"It's going to be fine." your father says and he fixes your robes and started to walk in front of you. His face held a deadpanned expression but his words help sincere encouragement and comfort. It was your first time going with him to see how he did his job.

Most of the time for you, you stayed in his home and watched things from the window in your room, so you were very nervous but excited to come along with him.

"But...father...Lord Poseidon.." you then called out to the large man as you tried to keep up with him, hearing you call out for him causing him to stop and turn around to your younger figure. Clear worry in your eyes than excitement, "I'm a half-human father...what if-"

"Silence child, if you think that you are idiotic and I shouldn't have taken you in. But I'm sure you don't." Poseidon's voice boomed, strong and harsh like the vast waves of the sea, your head dropping down. "You are half-god too, child. Never forget that." he then continued, no matter how harsh his voice may sound it was overflowing with warmth and care. Even if it was hard to tell.

All you did was look up at him with a smile and nod your head, feeling the nervousness and insecurity fade away as Poseidon lifted his trident and placed the flat side gently on your head. Everything in his stance while he did that radiated pride. Pride for you.

"Now hurry, I have a lot to do."

"Yes, Lord Poseidon."

You could feel your heart in your throat as you watched the human try striking your father again but it almost felt like everything went quiet once the man's weapon got snapped into two like a twig and Heimdall's voice boomed out once again.

The worried murmurs and quiet sobs came from the humans. You felt pity for them, of course, they were going to be erased but you couldn't help but feel happy that your father was going to live. Until Kojiro picked up his blade and the fragments started to glow a beautiful green.

"Is he..."

"Oh?"

"Amazing..."

Everything felt like a blur until you saw a familiar crimson color come from your father's skin. An uncontrollable fear crawls up your spine. You knew if your father saw how you were acting right now he would be disappointed.

You tried so hard to keep calm, knowing that in the end Poseidon will win this fight but then another strike from the human's divine weapon tasted blood again, soon making Poseidon almost drenched in blood after a while.

You couldn't help but whimper out of fear, anger, and resentment towards the people that took the only person that truly looked out for you. Your whimpers soon turn to loud gasps with every injury then finally a scream. Poseidon's arm was cut clean off of his arm.

"Lord...LORD POSEIDON!" you screamed out once again the Gods seated next to you had an expression full of shock. They had never, in all their time seen you shout with such emotion. But you paid no mind to it as your face contorted into a one of pure fear as you watched your father's arm get chopped clean off and body get sliced.

That's when it happened. The human, Sasaki Kojiro, managed to make the mighty Poseidon fall. This must have been a bad dream. That sentence kept going on repeat in your head as you placed your hands on your head and gripped tightly onto your hair. Frightened whimpers soon morphed into sobs and cries but your eyes remained dry.

This must've been how it felt for Adam's family, for the whole of humanity. It felt like your heart had just been ripped from your chest after you'd been beaten and choked. But worse. Meanwhile, the gods just stared in shock, the whole god's side of the arena was silent apart from your sobs.

"Pose...FATHER POSEIDON!" you suddenly screamed as tears finally started to run down your face once Poseidon fell to the ground. All you could do was reach out to him. Hoping, praying that he would somehow get up.

"GET UP! PLEASE!"

The deities just looked at you with pity as your tears started to fall down into the water below, your cries being covered by the cheers of the humans.

You honestly couldn't handle the scene anymore. You couldn't bear to see your father turn into shards of nothingness, never to be seen again. Because unlike him, you were weak. Emotionally anyway.

So before anything else could happen you picked up your pitiful figure from leaning on the stone railing and walked away from the area.

"[Name] wait where are you..."

"Leave them be Loki."

They couldn't really blame you for walking out like that. Although you were wondering how your father would have reacted, seeing you like that. You knew you shouldn't be thinking this way or letting yourself drown in your tears you knew-

"[Name]."

"Hercules?" you then mumbled, as you wiped a tear away as the coldness you felt before was overcome with a never-ending warmness. Your eyes meet Hercules's sympathetic ones as he let your sorrows wash away.

You always wanted to learn how to whistle the tune of  Medusa Alope Demeter.

Requests: Open

#ror poseidon #record of ragnarok fanfic #record of ragnarok #record of ragnarok x reader #snv poseidon #snv x reader #ror x reader #ror poseidon x reader #snv poseidon x reader #platonic #angst #snv angst #snv platonic #snv hermes #snv loki #ror loki #ror hermes

[terraelbus]

Chicken soup

Ship: fem!Murder/Fell

Plot: Nightmare kidnaps Sans of Underfell for fem!Dust as a gift for good work.

Warning: violence, brutality, kidnapping, mention of attempted rape

...

Every rustle in the darkness grows a hundred times louder. It was the stomping of little feet that made Fell flinch. The rats had returned. Or maybe it was mice, he didn't know exactly what the rodent that made those nasty noises looked like. He just didn't see. He'd seen practically nothing at all these past two weeks. Or more? He'd lost count on about the ninth day, when that bitch had gone berserk and knocked out his gold tooth. She'd stopped bringing food since then. At least all these days he hadn't seen those creepy blue-purple-red eyes that, frankly, made him nervous; it was like she was looking into his very soul.

"You have performed admirably on your mission, young lady. I'll be honest, I'm even proud of you. As a reward, you can ask me for anything you want. One word from you and it's yours. Think carefully, I'll give you until next afternoon."

Now let's get to the cons. Oh, Fell's counted so many of them, it's a real pain in the ass.

First of all, he's been kidnapped. Who, why, and where - meaningless questions, because he had no idea. The only thing he realized was that he was some kind of gift to the bitch who knocked out his tooth. He just couldn't call her anything else.

"I already know what I want as a reward. I want one particular monster from Underfell."

Second, he was stripped of his magic and tied to a chair.

The chair he was sitting in looked something like a dentist's chair, except it had straps to immobilize the victim, as if the dentist had gone mad and had decided not to heal, but to wheel patients around with a drill to remove cavities. It was also terribly inconvenient. Fell had imagined before that it would be so uncomfortable for him.

Maybe he'd overdone it when he'd pushed the bitch off him, she'd even gotten a crack under her eye socket when she'd hit the table. He probably wouldn't have been chained in one place like that. And she shouldn't have fucking pulled down his pants and tried to rape him!

"Are you sure? You can ask for anything right now. Within reason, of course."

She only shook her head negatively in response.

"Alright, I sense your determination, have it your way. What kind of monster exactly would you like to get as a reward?"

Thirdly, you can't see a thing out here.

He hadn't seen the light since the incident with the pants. Although, if he thought about what had happened before, his eyesight hadn't gotten much worse. He could only see once a day for about half an hour or so when she brought food. She always brought with her a dim kerosene lamp, the likes of which had been discontinued for century. Its flickering light illuminated the room faintly, but it was enough to see the main details. He was being held in some sort of torture chamber deep underground; he remembered vaguely being dragged down a flight of stairs somewhere. There were chains on the walls, and a table with torture instruments next to it. There was a closet in the far corner, but Fell couldn't make out what was in it. The air in the cell was musty and cold, and there was dust everywhere. He hoped it was just dust.

"I want Sans."

"I thought you did. I noticed the way you looked at him during the battle with Dream's team."

Murder faded her gaze in embarrassment.

"Alright, I'll give you Fell!Sans."

Fourth...

He was interrupted by the sound of a key digging in the keyhole. The door opened, and a petite girl of skinny, no, even frail build entered the room. In one hand she carried a bowl of what smelled like chicken soup, and in the other she clutched a kerosene lamp.

"Hi, sweetheart. I was thinking you must be all ravenous, so I thought I'd bring you some dinner. This is an apology. We had a little fight the last time we met, but I don't hold it against you anymore. Everyone in love has a fight sometimes. I guess you just weren't ready for our first time. You could have said so, instead of-Fine, let's forget it, let's not dredge up the past."

The scent was amazing. Or was he just hungry? Either way, Fell defiantly turned his skull to the side, thankful it wasn't tied to the chair. He was definitely going to say a few endearments to her, well, if he hadn't a gag in his mouth.

"And I see you're still pouting at me. You've got a tough temper, sweetheart."

She set the lamp on the table, walked over to him with soup in her hands and plopped it in his lap. Fell turned to her and murmured indignantly. Murder, making herself comfortable, placed the bowl in her lap and began stirring the soup. She fished out more potato chunks with a spoon and began to remove the gag. Before Fell could curse again, she hurriedly shoved the first spoonful into his mouth. The hot soup warmed his tongue, reminded him of Papyrus's cooking, and if it had been made by him, he would have eaten the whole plate without hesitation. But no matter how hungry he was, pride was more important to him. He spit the soup in her face.

Dust didn't look surprised, her face expressing nothing at all as the soup dripped from her cheek onto her sweatshirt, only her eyes flashed that frightening purple hue. She wiped her cheek with her sleeve; a piece of potato fell back into the bowl. Fell, tensing, watched silently as she rose smoothly and walked over to the table, placing the soup there. After inspecting the stained hoodie, she removed it, leaving her in just a lacy bra and pants. Had they been in slightly different circumstances, Fell would have said she had an attractive body.

Discarding the sweatshirt, she approached Fell again. A sharp kick to the ribs followed. He wheezed and bent in half, as much as he could in his position. When he regained consciousness, he stared at her and wanted to hurl a few curses at her, but he didn't have time. She took a leaping heel kick to his jaw. The chair swayed and tipped sideways.

His skull hit the dusty tiles painfully. He lost consciousness for a few minutes. He woke up when his captor slapped him to bring him to his senses. This caused the tooth she had almost knocked out again to falter and bleed.

"Well what on earth are you doing, sweetheart? Your bitchy temper is not at all improving your position."

Dust returned the chair to an upright position.

"But I forgive you, for I love you."

She picked up the soup bowl again and sat sideways on his lap. Fell still hadn't fully come to his senses, so he couldn't show his displeasure. She raised another spoonful of soup to his mouth. Fell clenched his teeth.

"So this is how you respond to my concern? I've worked hard for you, I've cooked for you, and you're behaving worse than a whimsical child. My patience is not unlimited, you know."

Murder put her spoon in the soup and ostentatiously slowly drew her pistol from behind her sinus. She unsnapped the safety off and, shifting the weapon in her right hand, took it over her shoulder. The scaldingly icy muzzle rested against the back of his head; it brought him back to full mental clarity. He tried to move away, but there was nowhere to run. He gasped loudly.

"Eat, don't show off. I know you're hungry."

She brought another spoonful of soup to his mouth. Fell forced himself through the force to unclench his trembling jaws.

"So, is it good?"

He nodded. He couldn't taste it at all, but he certainly didn't want to find out what else this crazy psychopath might throw out if he answered negatively or hesitated. His main concern right now was to survive.

Dust, brightening, smiled. The menacing purple had faded in her eyes. Now she looked at Fell with tenderness. She left a fleeting kiss on his lower jaw where she had almost knocked out his tooth, licking up some blood. Satisfied with herself, she scooped up more soup and brought a new spoonful to his mouth.

[rus.version]

#utmv #dust sans #murder sans #bad sanses #nightmare's gang #nightmare sans #fell sans #underfell #dustard #utmv fic #fem!murder sans #fem!dust sans #utmv sketch

[adriensaltprompts]

Submitted prompt (untitled 2)

Submitter's notes as a preface: For the record I hate Chloe but I grew up in a city with pageants and the sexual harassment is RAMPANT there, even for really young girls. If anyone would, logically, call him out, it'd be a girl who's been in pageants. And also, as much as I hate Chloe, I don't think anyone of any age, gender or race ever deserves sexual harassment. Her being awful doesn't mean she deserves that. Consent is important for every single person, period, no matter what. The second we start going "it's okay if it happens to her, she's a bad person", we start leaning into victim blaming and pro-harassment culture, which is why imo no exceptions can be made to the statement 'sexual harassment is never okay'.

((Also also, I promise this is my last submission for a while. I'm in the hospital awaiting surgery right now, so I just have nothing else to do. I'm sorry for spamming your blog. Thank you for running this blog and giving me something to read while I try to calm my nerves prior to this whole surgery thing. Your writing and other people's submissions have brought me a lot of comfort during this very awful time and I appreciate it.))

Editor's notes:

You don't need to apologize for "spamming" the blog, there' no limit to how many anyone can send at a time, and "spamming" requests is 100% fine :) I just won't be able to post them all as soon as I get them!

Same with "spam" reblogging and liking, it's 100% fine! I'm glad this blog helps you, and I hope your surgery goes well!

And you are 100% right that sexual harassment is never okay, not even when it's being done to bad people, which is part of where I edited this post to include the fact that Chloe does sexually harass Adrien when she's always grabbing him/hugging him.

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When Chloe sees Chat Noir sexually harass Ladybug for the first time, she calls him out right away and finds him disgusting.

See, her whole life, the only thing that got Audrey to even pretend to like her was beauty pageants. And so at beauty pageants Chloe had to put up with creepy comments from from audience members, from boys competing in the boys' division of pageants, and even from other girls, many times.

She has spent years being touched and kissed and having to hear comments about every single part of her, and she couldn't say anything because then she'd lose access to the only bonding time she has with her mom.

It's not that Audrey didn't see it happen. She saw.

And she said everything Chat Noir says - it's a joke, he's doing it because he likes you, you're taking it too seriously, you need to lighten up, you're reading too much into it, he's a nice guy, he's just flirting.

Chloe has spent years pushing down that pain, the invalidation, the feeling of being a thing people look at or a prize to be won and not a person. It's a form of dehumanization so bad that it's unthinkable. It makes her have panic attacks sometimes just thinking back to that yearly stretch of time where in order to be near her mom she had to put up with that. She would never say those sorts of things to anyone...

(The irony in the fact that she's constantly touching and grabbing Adrien against his consent, which is also literally sexual harassment is, in fact, lost on her)

So when Chat Noir starts "teasing" Ladybug, and it's obvious that Ladybug is uncomfortable and that he's ignoring her requests that he stop, Queen Bee calls him out.

The way he's acting is, in her opinion, worse than how a lot of villains act. He's just like all the other boys who think a girl being attractive is the same thing as that girl giving consent.

And the real kicker, the line that stops him in his tracks: "I thought you were a good guy like my friend Adrien, but you're just another catcalling pervert."

What does he do, knowing that the person he really is, is someone his very best friend in the world hates? What does he do when Chloe calls him up that night and talks about how she met Chat Noir and he's a total creep like all the guys who go to pageants? Does it change him? Can he finally, upon hearing the girl he's known since he was a baby break down in tears, realize that he's been hurting people? Maybe he even thinks about how he feels when Chloe grabs him when he doesn't want her to. Maybe they both learn to become better people.

#Miraculous Ladybug #ML writing prompts #Adrien salt #medium post #Show!Miraculous #Show!Marinette #Show!Adrien

[laceyeb]

Let me tell you about my day...

It's barely 2PM, but it has been an adventure. It started when I woke up 12 HOURS AGO at 2AM. Because I have all week off work, I decided it was worth it to set my alarm for 2:45AM to tune into the Eras Tour in Sydney and watch the surprise songs because I just know they're going to be amazing this weekend. But I woke up early and then couldn't fall back asleep. I checked where she was at in the setlist and adjusted my alarm accordingly to get a bit more sleep, but I was wide awake. Surprise songs ended at 3:50, so what time do you think I finally fell back asleep? If you said 5:45AM, you would be right. I don't know why I thought I would be able to go right back to sleep as if I've never met me before. It was absolutely a mistake, but I will be doing it all weekend and I do not care.

So as a result of this, I stayed in bed longer than I planned this morning and skipped my walk. I had plans to go to the local zoo this morning, but I was going to put it off until tomorrow since I was so tired. (As if I won't be even more tired tomorrow.) I also thought about going for my walk anyways and getting to the zoo later. However, I decided I would go first thing for when they opened like I had planned. For some reason I decided that I needed to look nice for my trip to the zoo. I wore my cutest outfit and put on some makeup and spent way too long trying to get my hair looking decent. I thought, "Why am I looking so cute for the zoo? I'm not going to see anyone know. Like I'm going to run into my work crush by the flamingos?!"

Tangent: My school district has some sort of like day camp type program this week since we're out of school. It's intended for younger students and some people (primarily like classroom aides, playground monitors, etc.) work during this time for extra pay. I don't know anything about this program and forgot it even existed, but evidently it does. Do you see where this is going? End tangent.

So I get to the zoo this morning just a few minutes after they open, looking extra cute. I'm waiting in line for a couple minutes at the entrance and I look in toward the first exhibit and WHO DO I SEE?! I thought, "Certainly not. There is absolutely no chance. Clearly I'm sleep deprived." But then I saw another employee from my district and a small group of young kids and I realized it must be her!

I could not even believe it. What are the odds?! So I kind of watched their group and they're taking the same path I do, but moving slow because they have a guide with them. I give them enough time to get ahead of me and then continue on. I'm wandering around a bit and see that they're now up on this skywalk attraction. (Bridges up in the trees. Very cool and the whole reason for going to the zoo.) As I casually glance up there, I see someone else from work waving to me. And then I see another person from work at the skywalk entrance and I said hi to him and asked what they were all doing there and that's when I realized it was the day camp thing. So I follow the group up the skywalk from a considerable distance and as I get close, I see they're stopped because their guide is explaining things to the kids. I will have no choice but to catch up to them. And then I hear someone call my name. (Let me tell you. It made me feel some type of way to hear her call me by my first name since she obviously only uses my last name at work.) So I catch up to her and the group and I said something like, "Did you guys plan a party and forget to invite me?" And we both kind of laughed and then I continued on my way. That was the entire interaction, but it made the whole trip worth it. And now we have something to talk about when I see her at work and I will absolutely be mentioning that I go to the zoo all the time and see where things go from there.

#zoo is a generous term and I could make it through the whole thing in like 35 minutes #but the weather today is basically like summer and I couldn't just stay home #also went to the mall (also a generous description) and spent my paycheck on candles #then got mcdonalds for lunch and had a picnic by the water #all in all a fantastic day #if you read this whole thing thank you and im sorry 🙃

[portorfeitansimp]

Teruya Otori x Male!Reader

We had been locked in this killing game for two days. Two days that I investigated all day long, only to end up no further ahead than the others. From time to time I stopped at the antique store, where I saw Teruya. For some reason, he spent a lot of time in this room, although I didn't see much point in it. Even today, I continue my research. Thinking of finding some information, I enter the antique store. Teruya is there, as usual.

Hi, Teruya.

The boy turns to me, surprised at first, before smiling broadly.

Oh, hi, (Y/N) ! What'cha doin' her' ?

Just tryin' to investigate. And you ? I see you here everyday, do you really find this place interersting ?

O' course ! I'm a merchant, after all !

Ah, yeah. That's kinda logic that the ultimate merchant like this place. So, did you find anything interersting or helpful ?

Not really. Ther' just a bunch of objects of every type, but not any clue.

I see... Heh, doesn't really matter.

Eh ?

Yeah, we will definitely be able to get out of here one day or another !

Yeah, ya right !

I smile at the little merchant, gently placing my hand on his head. I was convinced that we would all get out of here alive.

By the way, what time is it ?

I dunno.

Hm... Must be almost night time.

As soon as my sentence was finished, a bell that I knew only too well rang out.

Puhuhu~ Everyone, it's night time !

Teruya and I look at each other. Teruya has a slight amused smile.

Guess ya were right.

I swear I didn't know !

The young boy laughs lightly.

I know, I know. Anyway, goo'night, (Y/N) !

Good night, Teruya !

I exit the room and head to my room. Once there, I collapse on my bed, exhausted, and fall asleep immediately.

The next morning, as soon as the morning announcement sounds, I join the others in the refectory. All of them discuss what they have (or haven't) found, although the searches haven't turned up much so far. Only Rei found something, the academy guide. Even if it's not going to help us get out of here, unfortunately. Suddenly, during the discussion, Monokuma appears and tells us that he has prepared a mobile for us. Yuki therefore decides to go see what it is before everyone else, but a few minutes later, we hear a cry. His shout. So we all rush to join him, and we find him in a bad state in front of one of the computers. After a short explanation of what Yuki saw, we decide to watch our DVDs too.

After the video I was watching is over, I let out a scream of terror. That couldn't be true, could it ? This video had to be a montage, right ? I look at my comrades, trembling. They too have an expression of terror on their face. Some like Teruya or Satsuki even started to cry, panicked.

C-Come on... T-This is a joke, don't you think ? T-This video has to be manipulated ! You don't trust that, do you ?!

But unfortunately, my words did not reach anyone. Anyway, no one would have taken me seriously, would they ? After all, I'm just as horrified as they are.

Guys, (Y/N) is right. Let's calm down and forget what we saw, okay ?

K-Kinjo...

Yeah, psycho cop is right. This has to be some bullshit manipulated by Monokuma.

But what should we do...? This... This is serious !

N-No, Mekaru's right, this is just bullshit. Ain't no way it's real !

The discussion continues until just about everyone has calmed down. Then, we leave the room one by one, returning to our usual activities. For my part, I decide to go see Teruya. He seemed really affected by the situation, after all. Who would I be if I didn't help my classmates feel better ? As usual, I find the merchant in the antique store. I approach him slowly.

Teruya ?

He turns to me, his tears still falling a bit. Slowly, I step up to him and take him in my arms, gently rubbing his back and whispering reassuring words to him. I have no idea what drives me to give him so much affection over others. Maybe it's just because I feel the need to protect him ? The young boy buried his head in my neck, and I heard him sob. I feel his body shiver in my arms as I continue to reassure him. After several long minutes, he finally calms down and I hear him whisper a weak "Thank you". When I move a little to look at him, I see that he has finally fallen asleep. So I decide to carry him and take him to his room. Once there, I put him in his bed and then go out, now going to my own room. Shortly after, when I was on the verge of sinking into Morpheus' arms, the announcement of night time is heard.

The next day, as usual, we meet in the refectory. However, this time Kiyoka and Rei are missing. Worried, the others decide to go looking for them. After a long time, I finally hear a scream. So I rush to see what's going on. Once there, I find Akane in front of the girls' bathroom, her eyes glued to...a corpse. Kiyoka Maki's corpse.

GYAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHH !!!!

My cry was much louder than Akane's, so everyone eventually came running to see what was going on. Eventually, a body discovery announcement sounds. However, Rei has not yet joined us. The others inform me that the teacher cannot be found. She eventually arrives after a long time, and Monokuma appears to start the investigation.

During the trial, I remained silent for a long time, listening to everything the others said. However, I have a lot of objections to make. It's only when Mitsuhiro finally accuses me that I break down.

That's bullshit ! Shut your fucking mouth, Higa ! Seriously, don't you think YOU'RE suspicious ?! You're literally accusing everyone since the begenning of this fucking class trial ! Do you have something to hide ?! Because you're acting exactly like a criminal right now !!

The room becomes silent. Everyone looks at me with an expression of shock.

................. (Y/N), please.................. Calm down...

How do you expect me to calm down, Kurokawa ?! This crazy bastard is literally accusing everyone but him and acting like a fucking criminal !!

................... I agree............ That his behavior................... Makes him suspicious.............. But we just............. Need to refute him................ No need to................ Shout at him like that...

Listening to Mikako's words, I calm down a bit.

You're right, Kurokawa. Sorry.

Mikako gives me a very slight smile. Then the trial resumes.

After a good thirty minutes, we come to the conclusion that Mitsuhiro is indeed the culprit. He is therefore executed before our eyes. After the execution, we are treated to a huge crack-up from Tsurugi, who forbids us to "call this criminal a friend". What I answer with a magnificent slap.

Why should we listen to you, psycho cop ? You don't even see us as friends, so why would you care about what Higa is ?!

I turn my back to him, ready to leave the room.

And anyway, the true criminal is the one behind that fucking pedobear !

With these words, I leave the room, leaving behind an outraged Monokuma at my words and a shocked Tsurugi at my behavior. When I finally arrive in my room, I collapse on my bed and fall asleep immediately.

The next morning, we all gather in the refectory. There, Tsurugi gives us a new speech, inviting all those who do not want to follow his orders to leave the room. Rei gets up and heads for the exit.

I assume you accept to be treated as a potential criminal.

The redhead leaves without saying anything. Annoyed by Tsurugi's remarks, I bang my fist hard on the table as I stand up.

You know what ? Screw you ! You can die and go to hell, I won't even care !

With these words, I head for the door of the room.

W-Wha ?! Y-Ya're leavin' too, (Y/N) ?!

Yes ! I've had enough of this asshole already !

With these words, I leave the room. As I walk away, I see Kinji and Kizuna come out as well. Without paying attention to them, I go to where there was the gate that prevented access to the stairs that go up to the second floor. As I thought, she was no longer there. So I go up to the second floor and start exploring it.

After a few minutes, while inspecting the metal plates that block the windows in a classroom, I hear the door open and a voice I immediately recognize.

Ah, hey (Y/N) !

I turn back to the little merchant. He approaches me, a broad smile on his lips. Why do I feel like he's happy to see me ? And why, as soon as he walked into the room, did my worry and stress evaporate ?

Is your investigation goin' well ?

I look at him without saying anything, searching in vain for answers to my questions.

(Y/N) ? Is everythin' okay ?

Suddenly, I come out of my "trance" and feel my cheeks turning red with embarrassment.

Ah ! Y-Yeah, I'm fine, don't worry, Teruya. I assume that someone told you the second floor was open.

Not only tha', the bathouse's also open !

Really ? I didn't know. We should do a bath party with all the boys, I'm sure that would be fun !

Great idea ! But fo' now, the girls are doin' one, so we'll have to wait.

Really ? They didn't lose time.

Still smiling, Teruya approaches the blackboard in the classroom.

Say... Do ya love someone ?

Taken by surprise, I nearly choke on my saliva.

W-What ?!

Do ya love someone ?

I look at him. Teruya is now staring at me seriously, showing that his question was serious.

W-Well... I-I don't know... Why do you ask ?

Curiosity.

After that, I watch him leave the room in silence. Why had he asked this question ? Is he trying to send me a message ? Does he love someone and he wants advice ? So many questions raced through my head, but none had an answer. I sigh.

Why does he seem si unpredictable to me ?

I stare into space in silence for a few minutes, before finally leaving the room myself. I do not know where I am. The questions are linked in my head, but none has an answer. And above all, since he came out, my anxiety has returned. And I don't know why, but when he's not around I feel lonely. What effect does he have on me ? Why do I feel like I need his presence so much ?

I sigh again before finally going back down to the first floor. Who can help me understand this feeling ? Kakeru ? Kinjii ? Haruhiko ? Yuki ? Tsurugi ? No... Definitely not Tsurugi. And I doubt Kakeru and Kinji know enough about it. And Yuki ? I don't really trust him. So only Haruhiko remains. Yeah, I'll ask Haruhiko.

On this thought, I therefore begin to look for the young pilot. Looking for him, I come across Rei. She informs me that she saw him on the second floor. So I go back to the second floor. And, indeed, the young man is there, in the corridor. I approach him.

Hey, Kobashikawa !

He turns to me, slightly surprised. I guess he didn't expect to see me.

Ah, it's you, (Y/N) ! What do you want ?

Can I talk to you about something ?

Sure, what is it ?

Um... Not here, please. Somewhere private.

Okay then follow me !

So I follow him to the first floor, then to his bedroom. He ushers me in and tells me to sit on his bed, which I do.

So, what did you want to talk about ?

Um... Well... It's... It's kinda hard to explain...

Take your time, don't worry.

Well... I need your help on something. I... I don't know what is going on with me, or what Teruya did to me, but... Everytime he's near me, I feel relieved. And when he's not around, I... feel like I miss him.

Ooohhh.

Do you know what this feeling is ?

Yeah. That's love ! (Y/N), you're in love with him !

I'm... in love ?

Yeah ! You should go find him and tell him !

But... What if he loves someone else ?

Trust me, I know he doesn't.

If you say so... Well, thanks, Kobashikawa.

I smile at him, happy to have finally understood how I felt. Then I leave his room. Immediately, I see Yuki waiting outside the door.

Maeda ? What are you doing here ?

Mekaru told me you and Kobashikawa were here. Teruya asked me to come get you, so please follow me to the bathhouse.

Oh, okay.

Haruhiko comes out of his room and we follow the lucky guy to the bathhouse. When we arrive, I see that Tsurugi, Kakeru, Kinji and Teruya are already there.

Guys, I brought (Y/N) and Kobashikawa !

Took you long enough, Maeda.

It's our fault, (Y/N) and I were talking together in my room.

I see.

Well, let's get ready !

With these words, we get ready in the locker room and then we go to the room with the bathtub. It's hot there and by dipping my hand in the water I see that it is at the perfect temperature. Without hesitation, Teruya goes straight into the bathtub. I join him quickly.

It's pretty cool !

Yeah, I agree.

So. Does anyone has a crush on someone ?

Are you fucking serious, Kobashikawa ?!

I do.

I look at the merchant, surprised to see him respond so quickly. His gaze turns to me, then he smiles.

You.

Immediately my cheeks turned red. Then, I feel two hands push me towards Teruya. The little merchant catches up to me and gently places his lips on mine. I feel him giving me some space, he probably thinks I'm going to push him away. But this is not the case. On the contrary, I tenderly respond to the kiss. After a few minutes, we part and I manage to whisper a "Me too", my face being totally red.

After this magic moment, I promise to get Teruya out of this killing game, and it is on these magic notes that the killing game continues.

[frogtossing]

@pantrygeist and @fireflyflowersss i were playing a a terrible terrible, fateful game of Frantic Fanfic and came up with this mess, may i introduce: 'Confusing Concert'

now before i add the fic, i feel the need to clarify a couple of things

fireflyflowers doesnt know K AT ALL and pantrygeist only knows him through me

we played with a game mode that only allowed us to view the most recent added part

my lovely, lovely clueless friend started this fic... i think this explains a lot (god bless her heart)

Confusing Concert, in which a lesbian who doesnt know the internet meets Käärijä

(we're so sorry for this)

TITLE: Confusing concert FEATURING THE CHARACTERS: käärijä, a lsbian who dsnt know the www WRITERS: bannaworm, captain, frogtossin, bannaworm, captain, frogtossin RATED 18+ It was his first concert in Germany, when he met her.

She was standing in the first row, cherishing him because she didn't know anything else. She had seen him in the TV, at the European Song Contest, and she decided to love him. Even though she knew she just liked girls, she thought she could just forget them and fall in love with a green man. But all she could see while he was performing where his boobs, pretty big for a guy. She imagined him being a green w

oman. [Captain's note here, WHAT]

Whatever she was thinking, it must have shown on her face, as she caught his eyes during one of his more daring, borderline seductive choreographies.

In that moment, he winked at her and she swore that she felt herself blush for the first time since her young teenage years. With a heated face, all her nerves seemed to ignite as the loud music boomed through her every molecule.

Was this love? Was this what all those novels from her library told her about?

All she knew is that she needed to catch him after the show, to tell him, to make him hers. Her little he/him princess.

If you'd asked her how she ended up here, she probably couldnt give you a straight answer. She just kinda ended up in the concert hall. All these people around her were chanting words in finnish, cheering on some weird yellow guy who just kinda stood around on stage.

There was lore here. But she didnt really care. What she cared about however, was the tiny guy on stage, screaming away into his microphone. Something about him fascinated her, the same way someone feels when they see a fucked up little dog in the streets. The kind you just wanna pick up and take home.

After the show, she stood

Close to the backstage exit, whistling one of the songs from the show without even really noticing. She felt like she was in the wrong place, at the wrong time. Like she didn't really belong to the reality she had slided into. When the green man came out of the exit, surrounded by securities, she got a glance at him, and he looked at her. Then he told the securities to stop, and said to her: 'I noticed you. You seemed like you weren't enjoying yourself as much as the others.'and she said: 'I was though! I just couldn't understand the insiders they had and I didn't feel like I was part of them. '

'You don't have to f

know all the jokes to have fun though, No?'

She averted her eyes, knowing that he had caught onto her lie. Unable to tell him the real reason she wasn't able to enjoy herself fully.

Before she was able to utter another excuse, he took hold of her chin and tilted up her face to face him.

A deeper blush than ever before blazed across her cheeks as she took in his sparkling blue eyes. He said something, but she wasn't able to understand what he said.

She was transfixed by his feminine charm, his blue orbs and soft, kissable lips. Before she knew it, she was leaning closer, until his deep voice came back into focus.

Quickly, she tore herself free, turning away as tears well up in her eyes. Her cheecks still blazingly hot, she yelled, "I cannot do this, you are no woman. You're massive boobs and female charm decieved me"

He yelled her name as e´she´sd (ran way)

She stopped in her tracks, running away was childish if she thought about it.

Turning around, she took a closer look at the strange guy in front of her. Even though she might have mistaken him for a butch lesbian, she had to admit, the beard migth have been a clue that he wasnt. But who was she to discriminate? She'd seen a lot of things in her lifetime.

'Wow, weird misunderstanding,' She brought a hand up to the back of her head and ran it through her buzzcut. 'I thought you were an exccentric lesbian.. or like, a drag king or something. Sorry for all this'

The man looked surprised. 'So… you're not guy?' 'I.. What??' now she was just as confused as he was. 'No?' 'Mitä helvetti.. sorry. I thought you were guy..'

She felt a laugh creeping up her throat. She doubled over, suddenly relieved. 'Hah! What a weird coincidence, i thought you were a woman!'

#also i didn’t change anything here this is unedited #this is probably the most cursed shit we ever produced #we tried to make it as cringe as possible #frantic fanfic #pantrygeist is forcing me to add the main tag god help me #käärijä

[emmiesims]

15 asks for 15 mutuals

Thanks for tagging me in the ask game @plumbtales!

1. are you named after anyone?

I am accidentally named after my great-gran, my mum picked out the name Emma because she liked it and forgot it was my great-gran's legal name because everyone called her Bet. My parents only realised when they told her and she was really happy about it, they never let her know it was an accident.

2. when was the last time you cried?

Last night because a sad song came on during insomnia hours. There wasn't even that much to be sad about.

3. do you have kids?

No, perhaps in the future though.

4. do you use sarcasm a lot?

No more than your average Brit.

5. what sports do you play/have you played?

I'm unbelievably shit at every sport I've ever attempted due to disabilty reasons. I am average at swimming though because I was in hydrotherapy to treat my dyspraxia from the age of about 1 to 5. I could swim before I could walk, which sounds impressive until you find out I was almost 3 before I started walking.

6. what’s the first thing you notice about other people?

I usually notice pretty quickly if I'm talking to another autistic person. I thought this was an ability everyone had because our body language is very distinctive, but the neurotypical people in my family seem to think it's some sort of talent. I also have a sixth sense for family drama. Neither of these abilities are particularly useful when you first meet someone though.

7. scary movies or happy endings?

I'm going to be honest I don't watch many movies, I have to watch them with someone else there to talk to. There are a couple of horror movies I keep telling myself I'll watch but probably never will. In terms of movies I've watched the most it's probably Lord of the Rings, which does have a happy ending, but idk if that counts because I think Peter Jackson messed up the bittersweet tone of the book endings by omitting the Scouring of the Shire and the context for why the elves are leaving for Valinor.

8. any special talents?

Other than the ability to ramble incessantly, no.

9. where were you born?

England.

10. what are your hobbies?

Videogames in general, other than the sims I've currently been playing a lot of Darkest Dungeon II. The fact my DSA laptop is a potato is probably saving me from some sort of gaming addiction. I'm attempting to learn to draw currently but so far that's been too stressful to really count as a hobby. When my brain is less fried I enjoy reading.

11. do you have any pets?

Yes, we adopted a pair of bonded rescue cats this November, they are called Annie and Phoebe. We also have a tortoise that is either Hermes or Hermione (she was too young to be sexed pre-COVID, we couldn't travel to our nearest exotic vet during COVID, and then a bunch of life stuff happened so we still don't know).

12. how tall are you?

5"4, I'm somehow the tallest woman in my family though because my Nan passed on the "stop growing at 11" genes to everyone.

13. fave subject in school?

A tie between English and History. It would have been History if it wasn't for the fact all my male History teachers were massive dickheads for no reason.

14. dream job?

Used to be archaeology, but I had to leave uni due to health issues this year so idk if I'll actually end up doing that any time soon.

15. eye colour?

Green.

I'm not sure if I even have 15 mutuals, tagging @lillith-dreamer, @timberllania, @plumblot, @happy-lemon, @cloudberry-sims, @sweet-berry-sims, @erasabledinosaur, @emperorofthedark, @socialbunny, @wickedjr89, and @starrysimss, please don't feel pressured to respond or anything it is just an ask game.

[imperatorium]

what inspired you to try and write the jukebox musical

While I had been ambiently listening to Ghost (and always enjoying it) since Prequelle came out in 2018, I first started concentratedly listening later that December, after I took my partner to see them in concert. Before that, I'd kind of felt like...I want to listen to this, but it's his thing and I don't want to co-opt His Thing, so I'll just continue to express excitement when he puts this playlist on, etc. But after the concert, I already felt so incredibly moved by what I'd seen and he'd introduced more of the story (read: Sister & Nihil) to me, so I was like...okay, you sonuffabitch, I'm in.

And this was an unprecedented moment in history because typically, you cannot get me to listen to anything else but holiday music in December. I am very strict with myself about only listening to holiday music from like November - the beginning of January, so I don't usually like to waste any time. But then one day while taking the long way home from a coffee date with my (for all intents and purposes) brother-in-law, I put on Prequelle and listened to it by myself. And kind of from that point forward, during my long drives to work (almost two hours each way, the return home trip being typically from 2-4AM/4-6AM), I just kept playing Prequelle over and over again.

I was struck pretty early on with how theatrical/cinematic some of the songs felt, especially as I started to learn more and more of the story. I honestly don't remember which was the first song that stood out to me as something I could clearly envision as as being staged for a musical number - it was either "Life Eternal", "Faith", or "Pro Memoria". Maybe "Witch Image", too, because I'd already been introduced to the idea that it could be from Sister's POV re: Copia. But all of a sudden, I had like four or five scenes in my head that would play out every single time I heard these songs and I couldn't stop thinking about it. "Faith" was now Sister's angry second act solo, yelling at all her dissenters in a way reminiscent of "J'accuse mon père" from Mozart l'opera rock. "Pro Memoria" is now performed as a choral hymn at the end of the second act to show the passage of time before we enter the Ghost era. And so on.

Then, of course, there was an early-on place for "Cirice", since the music video was (to me) clearly about Sister & Nihil meeting. At some point, "Absolution" also jumped out as very clearly being about Sister's trials and tribulations to gain power as a child/young woman. "Year Zero" was the incredibly clever second half of the "Dance Macabre" video's events.

I got a new job in 2019 that involved a lot of out of state travel, so I had a ton of time to sit on a plane and listen through a playlist I was puzzling together to see what sounded right where and what was missing. I spent a lot of weekends sitting at a merch table completely by myself, so I started making notes. Winter through summer of 2019 was when I did most of my work on the outline, but I knew it wasn't finished yet because there were very specific things that were missing from the catalogue for story moments. Seven Inches dropped and filled some of those gaps. And after that, I knew there'd eventually be a new album to fill the rest of them.

And I was right!! The first time I heard "Kaisarion", the first night of the Pre-Imperatour, before I even knew the words, I was like oh, this is the first song in the musical. (Well, technically, the second. "Miasma" is the first, as a staged overture.)

So, I don't know. The tl;dr answer, I guess, is overinvestment in what quickly became my new favourite thing of all time, the fact that I had a lot of time to myself due to both work travel and some negative upheavals in my relationships with the people I was closest to at the time, and sweet, sweet autism baybeeee. It also didn't help that around the same time, I was shown Smash for the first time and had a lot of input on the process of writing/creating a musical from what quickly became one of my favourite TV shows.

(And also Megan Hilty would be a perfect young Sister.)

#asks #ghost #the jukebox musical (tm)

[somegirlsissues]

Hellloooo, I am back! :)

Where were we? :) Ah.. After the party night days passed.. We were spending time together, like everyday.. It was amazing, I was just thinking about him nothing else.. Then one day we went to the cinema with the all group.. I knew something is coming but I don't know what or how I felt it.. He was playing his phone during the movie I was like okey but maybe he is talking to someone else.. Then he gave his phone to me.. It was written "I want you to be in my life, I want to be your boyfriend.." Okey you can find it cheesy but we were young and unexperienced ahahah:) Anyway my reaction was more stupid I just read 5 times to understand, yes when I am nervous I am struggling to understand the things ahhahaha :) Then I just gave the phone back to him.. When the movie finished people asked me are you fine you look bad aahhahaha :) I was totaly shocked! Anyways it took me 1 month to respond him back, I was damn shy!!!! Until that moment we didn't talk anything about this..

One day we stayed in their house then we left.. Ofcourse anything happened because we were all together and anyone didn't know about anything.. Then after we left I realized I forgot my umbrella and it was heavily raining, I got back to their home. (I really forgot the umbrella btw :)))) He invited me to the home... I went inside we chatted 30 minutes I guess.. Then... He came close to me.. Then it was about to happen.. the moment I waited for loooong.. I was dreaming of.. He slowly came to me, hold my neck and he started to slowly kissing me.. I was thinking, okey, is this it? I was so excited for kissing.. But this is nothing big deal.. Then we started to passionately kiss each other.. After that I was on clouds.. We kissed almost all day, all day! You know the feeling, right?! When you start to kiss you just want to do it, anything else..

Then we started to date, we both were so happy.. We didn't see anyone else except each other.. It was a really tense, emotional and loyal relationship.. I was really wanting spend my all day every single minute with him.. I was only thinking about him.. And I am damn sure he was the same.. But you know it took me soo long for me to realize everything changes.. Anyways, I'll come to that point later..

We kept our relationship as a secret for 3-4 months.. Then he went an abroad education for 3 months.. I stopped eating, I was crying all nights.. Omg, I was such a teenage ahah :)

He came back and we told each other we won't go anywhere without each other..

But I told you time passes, everything changes.. Even feelings..

We were together 3 years, I wanted to go to the abroad for education.. He refused this.. You know, this is toxic.. But at that time I didn't know it is.. I just realized he is controlling my life.. He was a really jealous guy.. He loved to be in control.. I started to feel a bit I couldn't breathe.. Then I thought okey I won't go maybe later..

I was in my senior year at the college.. He changed the city for job.. He was older than me.. He moved out to my home town.. I was thinking the same.. then I graduated.. I got scholarship from a private University for master degree.. I moved out to my home town as well.. I was financially really struggling.. Omg.. those days.. I was really suffering.. Anyways.. Then I got an interview when I was studying and I failed because of the English test.. And I took it personally ahahha.. I immediately applied for Erasmus.. But let me put here this.. I was loving him still madly.. I just decided to do what I should do.. That's all.. But I never knew this process will change my life completely.. Ater that I never underestimate a trip.. A trip always change you.. Teach you something..

I told about this application to him, ofc we had a big discussion.. It was really bad.. However I left for Erasmus in the end.. I was leaving everything all alone for the first time in my entire life.. and it triggered something inside of me.. And that thing was hidden for a long time.. I just didn't know.. I started to have panick attacks.. Imagine, I couldn't stay alone at home, I wasn't able to sleep and eat.. I was sooo afraid being all alone in a completely different country.. I was so mad at myself as well.. I always wanted to have this.. and now what.. Why my body and mind react this way.. I was really feeling down, hating myself and life.. Only people can understand who struggle from this.. Really.. Because anyone didn't support me during this.. I was so weak for them.. During this time.. I also lost my grandad.. One week before I left for Erasmus. Damn..

I went to Erasmus, one of the most beautiful city in Europe.. I suffered.. I was afraid almost everyday, but I enjoyed a loooooot! I was feeloing sooo freee, I felt like I am breathing but was afraid too from myself from everything.. What a deadly combination.. After 1 month I started to be an a..hole to my boyfriend to my family.. I wasn't informing anyone.. I was just like a kid escaped from home.. Really.. I was just acting I don't have any responsibilities to anyone.. I am still feeling soo baad.. So guilty for all of these...

After 6 months.. I came back home.. With tears..

[trumanlilac]

/ / c h a p t e r - n i n e t e e n / /

With only the company of my dad and I for the past few weeks was just fine with me. Unlike I predicted, I didn't see an over excessive amount of Grace during those weeks either. I spent a lot of time drawing, and a lot of time thinking, and even more time crying.

I didn't know what it was about Matty that just made me feel so hurt. What was it about this person who I'd only known for such a short span of time. Why couldn't I stop thinking about him? Why couldn't I find a single detail on this man that I didn't like...both appearance wise, and personality wise. Okay well maybe there's something I could say I didn't like...the way he laughed at serious moments...other people's serious moments at least.

Or the way he carrys around a cancer stick, or a dozen...and smokes half of them in the course of the day. Maybe more than that if I'd been around to see him doing it.

He figured me out, faster than anyone I have ever met, and sadly faster than anyone else I think I'll ever meet...besides Elaine...but I stopped seeing her... Maybe Matty was right that maybe we were meant to know each other due to meeting one another in psychology...some days, if I were depressed enough, I'd think that I finally realized it. Other days when I'm pissed, I don't.

He called me everyday, sometimes twice a day...but, he recently gave up...not one call, not one text. I knew it had to happen sometime soon...but when it did, even that hurt as much as it did to ignore every call---

"Welcome, class. My name is Mr. William and I will be your instructor this semester,"

I shut my journal as the voice of a man reign through the large room. I looked up where it came from, he was tall and middle-aged, with a very joyous grin. He looked quite interesting.

"Tell me, do any of you have any prior experience in the art of figure drawing?" He stepped up to the figure model's stage and took a seat on a brown wooden chair, nicely padded with a red pillow which gave me this olden day King's chair type of vibe...

I slowly stuck my journal into my backpack, then looked around to see if anyone could possibly be more advanced than I. No one lifted a finger. I didn't know if he'd ask me a really hard question about it if I'd raise my hand, so I kept it down. It was for my own good.

"No one? Well, today we will be jumping straight into it, to test the waters a bit. Now you're all artists," He said, "if not, you're in the wrong room and probably wrong school too..." everyone laughed. I smiled, it wasn't funny to me, but it was a cool thing to say I guess. I always wondered why people felt the need to make such a fuss when people said the lamest jokes. Not that the instructor's joke was lame or anything...

"Our model will be out in just one minute." He assured us. I noticed the clip to my drawer's board was hanging. I looked around to see if anyone had noticed it. I didn't buy a brand new one, like the ones everyone around me appeared to have. They were shiny and clean, no scratches, dints, stickers, or charcoal in sight.

Mine was an old one from home, I didn't see the need to buy a new one if I was happy with what I had. As I fixed it with a hurry I could hear the model's footsteps from the stage and women behind me whispering. I quickly finished tussling with the clip and looked up.

He was a pretty handsome guy, forgetting that the students around me all looked much older than I, he looked a bit too old for my liking...just with that thought, the door opened and in came a young girl with a loud pink bob hairstyle. A hoop stuck out of her nose, and her floral Doc Marten boots squeaked with every step. I quickly looked back at the model as she came closer.

She dropped her bag on the floor and swung her large carrier over her head, "sorry I'm late--" her voice echoed across the room to the Mr. William held his finger up to his lips to quiet her. She nodded, quickly, then struggled with the zipper to release her clipboard. All of her charcoal came falling out and snapping in two all over the floor, and a few beside me. I didn't want to help her, knowing that we were being timed...but with my instincts I turned around to pick up the broken sticks next to my shoe.

She hurried over to me, taking them as I dropped them into her cupped hands before me, "thank you so much." she whispered. I smiled and nodded, afraid of my whisper echoing like her's. Her accent was nothing like Matty's or the guys. She sounded much more proper, and fancy...posh as the called it. Another surprise, because it didn't match her grungey choice of appearance at all.

"Damnit." She sighed, realizing that almost half her case of charcoal had snapped, all besides the thick ones.

I looked into my box as she finished setting her area up, then handed her a stick of mine.

She smiled and took it, "thank you." She said.

"No problem," I mouthed, returning to my drawing.

"I'm Zoe."

"Katie." I whispered so lowly that it almost had no sound at all.

The instructor walked over, hurriedly. I jumped as he stood between us, "I must please ask you two to be silent. Some people prefer silence as they work, although you are welcome to have earphones."

I nodded, feeling embarrassed for being part of the only younger students in the room and getting told a rule on the first day.

And that's how I met Zoe. She was twenty years old, and richer than any friend I'd ever had in my past. She could do anything she wanted, and have anything she wanted...but she didn't act like it. In fact, you wouldn't even know she came from a wealthy family until she opened her mouth. She never talked about her money, or shopped excessively.

In fact, she hated the way her family behaved. As if money was the root of everything that held them together...she would sometimes go into huge rants about it, and then ask me if I'm awake a few hours later when she finished. I wasn't.

Over time it was like she was all I ever saw. Sort of the way it was when I had met Matty and the guys. She came over every other day to 'practice drawing,' but really we'd just end up laughing, eating, and talking about people we've met from different classes we didn't have each other in.

"So there's this party tomorrow night--"

"Zoe, you know I don't go to parties." I laughed, she always made an effort to invite me to school parties or house parties the guys she met in school clubs and other classes would throw. I didn't understand why she hadn't given up yet, knowing that my answer would always be no.

"Come on, this one everyone is raving about." She shook her head, "you can't always just say no and stay in this..." she looked around, "cave all your life."

"It's not a cave." I threw my pillow at her head, her reflexes were ten times better than mine, but maybe my effort had the same explanation as her's...I hoped for a sudden change.

My bedroom was dark. I rarely ever opened the shades, it was always pretty dark, and I liked it that way.

"Is it because of that one guy you told me about?" She asked.

"What?" I heard her perfectly well.

She rolled her eyes, pushing her hair back tiredly, "the one who fucked your psychologist--"

"Shhh!" I sat up, I didn't want to replay the moment in my visual mind.

"Katie," she fixed her legs more comfortably on the bed, then looked at me. "Did you sleep with this guy?" She asked.

"I told you, I'm a virgin." I said, lowering my voice even though we were the only two home. My reaction to the topics of sex were very youthful. I would whisper, sometimes giggle, or get very shy about it. I couldn't help that.

"Seriously, you can tell me." She said, "who am I gonna tell? No one in our school knows him."

She was right...but I didn't sleep with him. "No."

"I'm just asking..because usually when a girl can't stop thinking about a guy like this...it's because they slept together and the sex was good or she's just emotionally attached because of it."

I looked around my bedroom, feeling stupid. "I'm done thinking about him, I told you I haven't thought about him in weeks!"

"That's the problem, weeks Katie...its been months!" She threw her hand up, "I'm going with or without you because Jesse's gonna be there but I'm really hoping you'll just stop thinking the party is gonna be as bad as that one and come have fun with me." She said.

Jesse was quote, 'the hottest guy in the world' to her.

"Whatever." I shrugged, shaking my head.

"Did you guys do anything?" She asked.

I shook my head, no. "We kissed, a lot of times. But that's it."

"And you expected him not to be sleeping with someone else?"

She made sense. If he wasn't getting any from me, he as getting it from someone else for sure.

"I didn't know him long enough to just put out like that, Zoe."

"Did you like him?"

"Yes."

"So then why not?"

"Are you insisting I be slut?

"That word is thrown around just too much these days, Katie." She looked almost hurt just by me saying it. "A girl is not a slut for having feelings and doing what makes her happy, a girl is a slut for doing what makes her happy to people she doesn't even have feelings for just because it feels good." She rolled her eyes, getting up and grabbing her bag.

"Where are you going?" I asked, standing up.

"Home. I'm bored, okay. I mean I love, spending time with you. I love hanging out here and watching TV and talking but sometimes I just want to go out...and you don't like to do that--"

"Okay fine, I'll go to the party. You're right, all I do is stay inside." I finished her line. She smiled, "YES!"

"But don't expect me to drink, or smoke, or anything." I shook my head in disgust.

"I heard there are gonna be some cute guys there," she winked, "older ones too."

"I don't like older guys." I sighed, she always thought I did after I told her about Matty.

#omg! a matty healy fanfic #trumanlilac #the 1975 #matty healy #george daniel #ross macdonald #adam hann #fanfiction #fan fiction #fanfic #fan fic #matty healy fanfiction #the 1975 fanfiction #writeblr #writers on tumblr #writer on tumblr

[postwarlevi]

Farmers Market

Content: It's literally you and Levi at an outdoor market. Enjoy!

"Levi, look here!" You call to him from another stall.

It was your favorite time of year, fall, when the weather cooled down. The outdoor markets were starting back up and it was opening day at your favorite one.

"Look at the size of the peppers, only a dollar!" Somehow produce sales just got you excited.

"They look alright." He says, wondering why they're so cheap.

"We got a good crop right on time this year." The vendor says.

"Let's get some." You say, ready to pull some cash out.

"Gonna go any cheaper?" Levi asks the man behind the table.

"Levi! How much cheaper can they be?" You're a bit embarrassed that he's starting in already. But Levi knows that if it were near the end of the day and there's too much left they always give a better deal.

The vendor laughs though. "Maybe. You know what? You were such good customers last season, if you want to buy in bulk, how about half off? Anything you want today." There really was a lot and he remembered how much you always picked up.

"See?" Levi tells you, kissing your temple, looking at what else there is.

You were convinced Levi could talk anyone into anything, and were happy to use it to your advantage.

Soon your rolling fold up cart is already half full with bell peppers, cucumber, cauliflower, bags of kale and a huge butternut squash that Levi was sure you'd make him cut into, even though he showed you how last time.

He handed the vendor the cash as you thanked him and were already off to another stall. It really was a good deal, not that you needed ten peppers.

You were already haggling over dried fruit and nuts, coming away with eight bags for a decent percentage off, stuffing them in the tote you had.

"I got you hazelnuts and beets." You say, seeing a small smile from Levi. When you weren't looking he rolled his eyes a bit, knowing the vendors must love seeing you coming. But you always made sure to throw in his favorites, and since you didn't come as often as you would like, Levi never minded.

"I'm gonna go to the tea stall. You want the cart?" He asks and you nod.

"What kind of fruit do you want?" You indicate where you're headed next.

"Citrus." As if you didn't know. You kiss his cheek before parting for a little bit.

Levi heads to his favorite tea vendor and sees she has some new stuff this year.

"Hi there Mr Ackerman!" She always tries to remember her returning customers.

He gives a polite hello and soon has overspent on not only his favorites but some new assortments he doesn't remember her having last season. He makes sure to get cinnamon as well, one of your favorites.

Levi passes by someone selling hats, the wide brim straw sun hat with with a purple ribbon catching his eye.

He's pretty sure you've mentioned wanting one, especially on warm days. Picking one up along with some long stemmed sunflowers at the next vendor, he goes to find you.

You're no longer at the fruits, thank goodness, so he goes towards the back.

He stops dead in his tracks after he spots you. In the short time you've been away your hair has been done into one long braid and you're currently modeling a blue and yellow sun dress in another vendors mirror.

You're beautiful in anything, and Levi can hear his heart pounding. Truth be told you could probably wear rags and would still outshine everyone else.

"Levi! You like?" You say, bounding towards him and breaking this thoughts.

He can only nod, reaching to pick up your braid.

"Oh! Some young girls are learning about business and charging five dollars and I wanted to support them. Only took a few minutes. They did so good!"

Levi leans forward to give a quick kiss to your lips, place then hat on your head and holds out the sunflowers.

"This is so great! Thank you." You gush about the things he's gotten you.

You go back to the dress stall to pay and pick up the cart, leaving your other outfit in the tote. Levi takes both the cart and your tote bag, leaving you with the flowers and an extra paper bag you didn't put in the cart.

Levi sees you got the oranges he requested, along with apples, pomegranates, pears and a whole pineapple that, again, you'll probably make him deal with.

You both take a seat for a little while, enjoying warm pastries and agua frescas.

"What's in the bag?" He asks as you've not let go of it yet.

"Your favorite tea vendor? Well, her partner is running a second stall full of products." You pull out the things in the bag.

"It's a tea warming plate." You say as Levi examines it. "Charge it and it'll last for days. Now when you get busy with work it'll always be warm."

"Why don't I already have one of these?" He wonders.

You shrug and dive back into the bag. "Well, now you do. And also, Bath Brew Pockets, and socks."

Levi stares at what surely are gag gifts. "You mean, I can bathe in tea?"

"Or we, unless you want it all to yourself." You then hold up the socks. His black pair with pink writing reads 'If You Can Read This' on one and 'Bring Me Tea' on the other. Your pink pair with black writing reads 'If You Can Read This' and 'Get Your Own.'

Levi chuckles. "These are ridiculous."

You grin. "Well yeah. You gonna use everything?"

"Of course." He would always love everything you picked.

After finishing your snack it's on to grab multiple varieties of honey, apricot and also cherry jam, two loaves of fresh bread and some muffins from your favorite bakery stall, a focaccia and a dozen rolls from another one, and a two pound block of feta, which Levi says you don't need, but in the tote it goes.

You can't help but want the hummingbird mosaic wind chime, and Levi agrees if you promise to put it up, and not store it away. He then goes for yet another plush throw blanket for you to cozy up together under while you pretend there's room for coconut bowls with matching utensils in your cabinets.

It's soon clear that your tote, cart, and both yours and Levis hands are full.

"I think that's all we can manage, love." He tells you.

You know he's right but think there's something you're missing. You could pass on the chocolates this time, but there's something else.

"Oh, what about the orange juice? It's always so good!" You couldn't leave without that.

"Right." He sighs lightly. No use reminding you of all the actual oranges you just bought.

Balancing another bag on the carts handle he tells you to wait for him and is soon back with a gallon of fresh squeezed orange juice.

"Yay!" You are happy to see the new bag.

You start back with all your items and suddenly gasp, remembering one more thing.

"No, I'm sorry, there's no more hands." Levi says, trying to guide you forward with just his knee.

"But the soaps!"

"Yes and the candles and the olive oils and the pies and the goat milk." Levi lists off some random things you'll probably want next time you come. "I mean, we have to get through all this first."

"The pies." You frown at what you missed, but there really is a lot of food.

You get to the car and load everything in, settling into the passenger seat for the ride home.

"How about we bake our own pie with the stuff we have? We can always come next week." He says, taking your hand in his. You usually only came once a month during the season since you always bought so much, but there were exceptions. Besides, there were things he'd forgotten about, too.

You look at the sunflowers you're holding in front of you. It's been a lovely outdoor morning with the man who holds your heart. "What kind of pie?" Everyday with him was a good day.

He looks over and smiles, bringing your hand to his lips. "Anything you want, angel. But first, we nap."

You look back and return his smile, wondering if Levi knows how happy he makes you, and hoping you do the same for him.

Silently, he's thinking the same about you.

an- In honor of my favorite outdoor market that just opened for the season! I'll mention again that domestic fluff with Levi in everyday life is my favorite thing. And pairing him and reader with food haha.

#levi ackerman #captain levi ackerman #captain levi #aot #attack on titan #aot fluff #levi x reader #levi x y/n #levi ackerman fluff #levi fic #farmers market #levi fluff #levi fanfiction #levi

[angeloroki]

lemme beat her ass — shoto; bakugo; izuku

— character ; shoto todoroki x gn!reader, katsuki bakugo x gn!reader, izuku midoriya x gn!reader

— request ; the class 1a big 3 and thier s/o is about to figth somebody so they have to drag their s/o away

— genre ; fluff

— warnings ; none

SHOTO TODOROKI

between the two of you, it was you, of course, who quickly lost your temper

especially when someone disrespected your boyfriend

and it was him who came to calm you down before things got out of hand

today, some girls had the gift of making you particularly angry

« look at them? i wonder how they ended up together. todoroki deserves someone much better than her. like me. »

this girl was constantly criticizing your relationship, especially you.

when all you asked for was to eat in peace with your boyfriend.

you say nothing, continuing to chat with your friends and boyfriend. as long as that bitch didn't say anything bad about shoto, you could take it.

except that her forked tongue didn't stop at you.

« he's handsome and strong and smart. but he must be a real jerk to have chosen her. »

you turned around.

« ignore them. they're not worth it. » your boyfriend whispered softly.

you finally listened to him, turning away, blood rushing to your ears.

« so what ? you're gonna chicken out ? i always knew you were a wimp anyway. »

you turned around abruptly, glowering.

you? a wimp ?

oh, she was so wrong.

you were about to throw your fist in her face, that would calm her down right away

when you felt a strong arm stop you in your tracks

shoto was holding you firmly but so easily with his hand alone

his expression was calm, but his eyes said something else: they were piercing.

« if you'll excuse us, we have better things to do than waste our time with you. So go back to provoking others of your level, which is quite low by the way. oh and we don't wonder why you're always so alone in your life. »

he grabbed you by the waist before pulling the viper away from you.

you finally smile

« damn, i didn't know you had so much repartee baby. »

KATSUKI BAKUGO

you and bakugo were known in your class as hot-blooded people

but when you were publicly challenged ?

even bakugo couldn't do anything to stop you

you were quietly waiting in the canteen queue with your boyfriend by your side

when you heard laughter behind you

at first it didn't bother you much, until you heard the name bakugo in the conversation

« wasn't he the one who got caught by the slime monster last year ? »

the laughter increased.

« i think so ! »

you sighed softly, taking katsuki's hand in yours

« he’s just so weird. »

you felt the blood rush to your ears

without realizing it, you gave them a black look that shut them up

« and his s/o isn't any better, look at them. »

it was too much for you, you were going to take out his snipes.

you come and punch her in the nose. a satisfied smile on your lips, you stare at her.

except that the latter did not stay still and tried to return the blow

your boyfriend arrived in time to take the blow and protect from a potential broken tooth

his muscular arm prevented you from continuing the fight

you couldn't see his face, he had his back to you but you could tell he wasn't smiling from the girl's terrified face

in a deep and calm voice that surprised you a little bit, he addressed her

« i don't care if you talk about me, on the contrary it boosts my ego. but don't you dare talk about y/n again, otherwise i'll be the one to break your nose this time. »

you could tell you had butterflies in your stomach.

IZUKU MIDORIYA

you were quietly studying with your boyfriend in the school library

it was a quiet little date and these were the moments you cherished the most

while he was scribbling things in his notebook

everything was fine, until the pleasant silence of the room was disturbed by incessant whispering from the table next to yours

you glanced at them slightly puzzled

first year people were snickering and giving you puzzled looks

you weren't surprised actually

you were a pretty popular couple, and that meant you had your fans and obviously your haters

but today it really had to take place during a date?

you stood up slowly which startled the green haired young man slightly

« where are you going baby ? »

« i'll be right back. »

but at hearing your irritated tone, izuku also got up to follow you and keep an eye on you

as for you, your impatience was beginning to sharpen

the people in front of you were real jerks, and disrespectful too

one of the girls in the group, known to be a real bitch like those ones in mean girl, came in front of you to push you

« what did you say y/n ? »

too bad if you disappointed izuku, but you weren't going to let some assholes disrespect you for no reason

you shoved her and went to punch her in the face when izuku took you with incredible ease to separate you from the group

he gave you a tender look and put a little kiss on your forehead

then he turned to the other group and said something low enough that you couldn't wait

slowly, he slipped his hand in yours and took you outside with your things

« what did you tell them izuku », you ask intrigued

he laughs softly which makes you smile

« rude things that a future hero should not say. »

#bnha x reader #shoto x reader #todoroki x reader #shoto todoroki x reader #shoto x y/n #shoto x you #todoroki x y/n #todoroki x you #bakugo x reader #bakugo x y/n #katsuki x reader #katsuki x y/n #katsuki x you #deku x reader #izuku x reader #midoriya x reader #midoriya x y/n #midoriya x gender neutral reader #izuku midoriya x reader #izuku midoriya x you #katsuki bakugo x reader #bnha insert

[moved2usagiiboo]

Love spell

MINORS DNI (I know I can not stop you but if I find out, you will be blocked.) This is my first time writing a fan fiction on Tumblr, let's see how this goes !

Warnings: Degrading, face fucking, explicit description, oral male receiving, sexual acts using toys. (Let me know if I missed any)

As a young girl, you believed in finding your prince charming, he'd swoop in on his mighty steed and steal your heart. You'd be enamored by his wits and courage, and he your beauty and intelligence. "The one".

At the age of 17, a high school student obsessed with the idea of traditional love. You found him. Your one and only, but he was far from prince charming, he didn't ride a mighty steed nor own a castle, but he was yours and you love him. Your highschool sweetheart, you both have cried together, laughed together, experienced many emotions together. You, in many ways, were each other's firsts.

First break down, first date, first hand holding, first kiss, first lover, and after a year of dating, you were each others' first time.

You could still remember the night, you have both been planning this for months. On your one year anniversary, you would get a room for the night at a local love hotel, there would be soft music playing, dimmed lights, candles burning, and that's where and how he take your virginity and you his. Perfect.

It didn't go that way to say the least, being very inexperienced. The first time he tried to penetrate you, you pushed him off and hide under the blanket saying, "that's not going to fit", during foreplay you accidentally hit his head with your own, not to mention almost setting the room on fire with the lit candles. But after many laughs and giggles, you successfully lost your virginity to him and you couldn't be happier.

It was far from movie perfect but for both you and him it was everything and more.

Present day you are almost two years into your relationship and you both couldn't be happier. Draken treated you with the utmost respect and care, he always takes care of you, there's barely any arguments between the two of you. Everything is perfect. Kind of.

That's how you found yourself in the streets of Shibuya's red light district, near the brothel where your lover grew up in, so you think. You looked down at your phone.

"Shit!" You hit the side of your phone as it read "connection lost, rerouting", this had been the third time it has done this, you zoned out while trying to fix your phone so you can actually make it to your destination before it gets too late. You didn't hear the woman calling your name.

"Y/N!" You felt a hand gripping your shoulder, spinning you around to face them.

"Oh! Akai!" You exclaimed happily as you locked eyes with the person in front of you, a younger woman in a red silk dress, short blonde hair with long lashes.

"What are you doing out here? It's late. Shouldn't you be home by now?" She asked in a concerned tone looking you up and down. You wore an all black hoodie with baby yellow accents, along with black joggers.

"Oh, well, I'm was looking for you." You said bashfully with a slight giggle in your tone.

"Oh?" Akai questioned.

"Well, not you specifically but the hotel! You see, I got lost trying to find it and my stupid phone keeps rerouting me!" You complained, while pushing your phone in her face to show her your problem. She simply laughs, she locks arms with yours.

"Dont worry, big sister Akai will take you there, then you can explain why you're looking for us in the first place." Akai said with a wink.

A few minutes passed and you've arrived at the brothel, she brought you a drink and sat you down in her room with a couple of other girls, you all on the floor together, after short introductions and small talk Akai 'cut to the chase' as she likes to say. Chugging her bottle of beer, she looked at you with her slightly flushed face, along with the rest of the girls there.

"Spill the beans, whats going on? Trouble in paradise?" Akai smirked crawling her way towards you. You lifted your knees to your chest wondering if you should even be here, was this a stupid idea? You must've sat with your thoughts for a while, Akai looked at you with a bit of sadness in her eyes.

You could feel your face heating up with embarrassment, your heart was beating out of your chest. You figured this would be the best place to go to learn how to do it but what if they would make fun of you? What if they tell Draken? You really didn't think this through as well as you should have.

"Hey, whatever is going on.. You can tell us, we see you like our little sister ya' know?" She says with a smile, wrapping her arm around your shoulder to comfort you. Shes always been like this, ever since she walked in on you and Draken kissing, she's been the biggest help and supporter of your relationship. You couldn't ask for a better friend.

With a deep breath you decide tell them your issues, you were here anyways.

"Okay, so, I want to learn how to give oral." You said looking down at the ground fiddling your fingers, quite embarrassed about what you just said.

"Draken has, well, done it to me a couple of times and I wanted to return the favor. The thing is, everytime I try he rejects me. Telling me, 'i don't have to do things like that'. He's so considerate sometimes it pisses me off." You ranges to the girls as they listened with opening ears.

"I mean, what type of guy rejects a blow job? It's not like he has erectile dysfunction or his dick is small. I just don't get it." You were practically fuming at the memory of him pushing him off of you as you tried to suck him off.

"Maybe he's just shy?" One of the girl's offered her opinion.

"Oh no, this man is not shy! At all" You explained remembering some of the down right filthiest things he's muttered in your ears during your time together. "He's anything but that."

"Maybe he's scared you'll bite it." Akai said causing herself and others to snicker at her comment. You could only sigh.

"Would I be that bad my first time?" You muttered to yourself.

"Everybody is, it's a practice thing." Akai explained, she got up to grab herself another bottle of beer. "What you need, is practice." She smirked handing you the bottle.

"Yeah, but how? He won't let me." You said tilting your head at her statement, taking the bottle out her hand.

"Alright girlies, get out." Akai said while looking at the other women in the room with the two of you.

"Ehhh? Whyy? We wanna help too!" One of the girl exclaimed, getting multiple replies of other girls who agree.

"We don't wanna make Y/n feel any more embarrassed than she already does." Also sighed at the childish responses of her coworkers.

You were hiding your face in your phone at this point, it was honestly one of your worst ideas, but if it helped you with Draken it was worth it.

Small "awh man", "I wanted to hear more", and other complaints came out their mouths as they left the room one by one. You waves goodbye to the girls muttering a small thank you to them for listening.

"Alright!" Akai exclaimed while squatting down to reach under her bed, pulling out a box full of,

"Toys! The best practice you can get in such a small amount of time." She smirked pushing the box towards you. You could feel the blood rush to your face as you stared at the box filled with sex toys, you're far from innocent but there's still things you've never used or seen before, toys being one of them. Akai dug in the box full of excitement.

"I'll be your first!" She smirked, she pulled out multiple many toys just throwing them out the box without a care as to where they'll land. Finally, she pulled out an unopened box, "private fun" read the lable, it was all black with dark purple letters on it, it was a sleek box, very fancy to say the least.

"I haven't used this one yet, considering I never feel the need to. This'll be my first gift to you." She said tossing the box to you while looking for something else in her closet.

"Just what exactly is this?" You asked picking up the box to further examine it.

"A dildo! Duh." She said as if it was the most obvious thing in the world,

"Oh! And this!" She threw a small bottle towards you, "Love spell" a small pink bottle that could be mistaken for a 5-hour energy drink.

"Draken won't be back home for a while, which means, we have around" She looked at the clock hanging on her wall, "an hour and thirty minutes. Which is just enough time!"

"Wait wait wait!" You looked at her with complete confusion, "I have no idea what's going on! Why do I need all of this?" You looked at your hand and the items that are now in your possession, "Love spell", a dildo, and beer.

"Welllllll," Akai said drawing out the word, "You need practice, not like you can fuck a rando before Draken gets back, you also need liquid courage and a secret weapon!" She explained. "Now we don't have much time, chug both the beer and our secret weapon." She winked at you.

You're really starting to reject your decision, but there's no backing out now. You opened the bottle of whatever was in the pink container and chugged it down, quickly opening the beer to help with the bitter taste of the first liquid. It could show on your face the level of disgust you had for drinking this, you could never understand how Draken drank beer all the time, and whatever the hell this 'love spell' is taste disgusting. It was bitter and tangy, it even overpowered the beer.

Akai worked on opening the package to the dildo, while you were dealing with the taste of the liquids you just drank. She looked at you with menacing eyes and a devious smile that sent shivers down your spine.

She stood up and squatted in front of you holding that item in her hand as if it was nothing. Your eyes widened at the sight of it, it was big, yet flimsy. It was a pretty light blue color for such a naughty item.

"Take it." She handed you the dildo, "grip it with both hands." And so you did it. Following her every command.

"N-Now what?" You questioned feeling slight tipsy from the bottle of beer you just chugged, your face flushed from either holding a dildo or the beer, you couldn't tell, but it made this whole situation a lot worse for your lower region.

"Open." Akai tapped the bottom of your chin telling you to open your mouth, and so you did with the most innocent look in your eyes.

"Slowly bring it to your mouth, you want to tease him, lick the tip." You stuck your tongue out making small swirls onto the tip of the fake cock, "Alright, now slowly take it in, don't force anything." You opened your mouth wider to take in the inches of the cock, bringing it to the back of your throat causing you to choke and gag as it hit it. You quickly pulled the fake dick out and began to cough.

"I told you slowly. Let's try again." She squished your face with a hand pulling it up, the other held onto the dildo. "Open." She said again and you did. She guided the dildo into your mouth, slowly moving it in and out, barley reaching the back of your throat. "Breathe through your nose, don't panic." She said as she began to pick up the pace. Rapidly moving the dildo in and out. "Use your tongue at the bottom of it, stick it out." She commanded. Spit began to drip from the side of your mouth onto the floor, you felt as if you were losing yourself. Tears welled in your eyes as you swallowed down the dildo. It wasnt even real, it wasn't even Draken's but for some reason it made your head pound and your pussy twitch with excitement. If this feels as good as it does, you couldn't help but wonder how Draken's would feel, how it would feel against the back of your throat.

Akai picked up on the pace making the dildo hit the back of your throat causing you to convulse onto the dildo, you close an eye and winces as it attacked your throat.

"Try it yourself." She said letting go, letting you have full control. You started slow, pushing the dildo in and out your mouth as she did, trying to follow her lead. You tried to take more of it, you shoved the dildo deep into your throat, forcing all the inches into your mouth, you could feel it bulge through your throat as held it in place forcing you to choke on it. You felt your warm tears drip down your face, you weren't letting up. You wanted to feel it down your throat, the warm, the tightness, you wanted to feel Draken. You finally pulled it out, watching as the inches slipped out of your mouth.

"Guess what bottle really did wonders!" Akai giggled. "Deepthroating huh? You're basically a pro." You looked at her with a stained face, drool down the side of your mouth, and glassy eyes. You finally felt the embarrassment hit you, you covered your face dropping the dildo onto the ground making incoherent noises.

"I think you're ready." She smirked patting your head watching you in distress.

"I am?" You questioned, it was that easy?

"Yep! Actually, take this." She tossed you one last thing before telling you to go wait in his room. As you walked to his room you felt your head ring, the only thing you could hear was the needy throbbing of your inner walls. You couldn't wait for Draken to get back, just what did Akai give you? You had no time to be embarrassed about what you just did in the other room, you just wanted him. All of him.

You found yourself in his barley lit room, sitting on his bed. It was him, his scent, you could feel him around you even if he wasn't physically present. Your inner walls clenched at the thought of your boyfriend. You changed out of your clothes and into what Akai gave you, it was a sleek princess pink teddy with a deep V neck to perfectly show off your breasts. There were straps in the back that cupped your ass making it look juicier than before. There was a deep slit in the middle of the dress, a small move and not only would your stomach be revealed but your pussy would be as well. You made your way over to his bed to wait, you sat down and got engulfed in his smell. It was painful to just wait, the way your panties got wetter by the second, you decided to lay down but it only got worse. Minutes passed by but it felt like hours, you wanted to call him and tell him to hurry but you already showed up unannounced. You didn't want to pester him anymore, so you waited. You don't know when but you found your walls squeezing your fingers tightly as you moved them in and out. Moans and a wet sound filled the room as you toyed with yourself. Your face was in his pillow breathing him in as your other hand was toying with your breasts, pinching, squeezing, and pulling your nipples. It felt good but not good enough, it couldn't bring you to that high that Draken could. You found yourself calling him out, chanting his him like a mantra underneath your moans. You didn't even notice when he came in the room.

"Y/N?" Draken called out as he closed the door. The look on his face was priceless, his gaping mouth and widened eyes as he looked at the sight of you being so desperate for him calling out his name with fingers inside your cunt.

"D-Draken, m'sorry, couldnt wait. Need you." You whined. Pushing your fingers deeper making your back arch. At this point, he was stunned. The shy girl who never seeked anything sexual, the same girl who blushes when they held hands even after being together all the time. That girl was fingering herself on his bed begging for his cock. It was an instant turn on.

"S'all your fault!" You cried out with tears in your eyes, you got up and looked him in the eyes. "All cause you won't let me touch you..." You pouted.

"Ha? What are you talking about?" Draken questioned you. You weren't paying attention to him, you crawled from the bed stepping on the cold floor with your bare feet. You got on your hands and knees in front of Draken, looking at him with the utmost admiration, but behind those eyes was a look of neediness.

"W-What are you doing?" He watched as you played with his belt buckle, you locked eyes with him once more,

"Can't I?" You asked, kissing the bulge through his pants, "Want you, wanna feel you in my throat." You pulled his pants down revealing his boxers, you rubbed your hand feeling the hardness through the fabric, placing small kisses on it while you you waited for a go, a sign, anything.

"Shit Y/n, who knew you could be so slutty hm?" Draken smirked, "Go ahead." You beamed a smile at him as you pulled his boxers down revealing his harden cock. This is the first time you've seen it up close, it's pretty. It almost looks angry with how flushed it is on the top.

You began to kiss his freed cock, starting from the shaft up, remembering what Akai taught you. Tease him. Littering his cock with kisses, you reached the tip, you began to leave small kitten licks, swirling your tongue on around the tip, prodding the tip of your tongue into the small hole on his cock.

"Shit," Draken muttered under his breath, his voice sounds as if it's gotten deeper. You look up at him to see his eyebrows furrowed and his eyes completely focused on you. "Stop with the teasing." He demanded.

"Don't wanna." You continued to look at him, staring into his gorgeous orbs, "s'punishment for not letting me do this early" You smirked against his dick, bringing one of your hands up to slowly move your hand up and down his shaft. You watched as his breath started to break, his tough exterior was crumbling and it was all because of you, but it wasn't enough, you want to keep going. You have a show to put on.

You open your mouth sucking on just the tip of his cock, bobbing your head slowly with swirling his tip in your mouth.

"Y/N, fuck." He places his hand behind your head as his breath began to get more rapid and broken apart. "Come on, take some more." He was practically begging at this point. So slowly but surely, you widened your mouth, stuck your tongue out, and pushed your head further down to his cock. As much as you could take, the remainder you began to jerk with your hand. Bobbing your head on the inches you could take up and down with jerking him off. Listening to his soft grunts and groans. He was big, you knew this but it's different with it's in your throat, you can see it, your mouth felt full and you didn't even completely take it in. You kept going on this pace, proud of yourself for breaking Draken's tough exterior.

"Going to damn slow." He gripped the back of your head forcing his cock down your throat, you gag at this sudden action. He uses your mouth like a rag doll, forcing his cock in and out your mouth and a hellish pace without stopping, bobbing your head up and down. It hurts, taking all of him.

"Wanna be a dirty slut, gonna treat you like one." He said while gripping your hair harder as he pulled you off his cock, "spit on it." He said, and you did, you spat on the shaft of his cock and opened your mouth again for him to assault your throat.

"So eager to take this dick hm? Couldn't even wait for me to get home, had to play with yourself while I was gone? Who knew my pretty girl was such a dirty slut." He chuckled, under his breath as he continues to use you however he pleased. You placed your hands on either side of his thigh to try and control the pace but it was futile, he was much stronger than you, all you could do was hold yourself up and try not to vomit. Drool dripped down the side of your mouth as he thrusted his cock down your throat.

"Taking all this dick, good girl." He praised you as he held your head against his pelvis forcing his dick down your throat, he looked smug as he saw the outline of his cock through the flesh of your throat, you slapped his thigh to try and get him to let go of you, needing air. The feeling of you shaking on his cock trying to push away to get air was a sight to behold for him, he wanted to bury his cock in your throat forever, never taking it out. He watched as tears dripped down your face, your hair was mess, face stained with tears, drool dripping out the corners of your mouth. You gagging on his cock, digging your nails into his thigh.

Draken finally let go, you gasps for air you so desperately needed.

"Open up." He says pushing your head back, "Stick that slutty tongue of yours out. Gonna cum in your mouth."

You put your hands on your knees, sitting up higher to put the tip of his cock in your mouth as he jerked it. His eyes glared at you, you listened to his grunts like a melody. You never seen him like this, during sex he was very calm and collected, gentle. Never used harsh words, this was different though. For some reason, being used like his cocksleeve had you dripping.

"Gonna cum, Y/n, take it all, don't spill a single drop." His warm cum spurted onto your tongue, he wiped his tip clean on your tongue "that's it, good girl, now swallow it." You closed your mouth and with a single gulp you downed his cum without a second thought.

"Tastes weird..." Wiping the drool from your mouth with the back of your hand. Draken lifts you up by your arm and tosses you on the bed.

"Had to go and get me riled up..." He said while taking his shirt off, "gonna fill you up real nice." He pushed his lips against yours hungrily devouring your mouth, tasting a mixture of both liquor and his own cum, his mouth explored your own in a heated make out session, his hand traveled down past your panties and onto your bare cunt, a finger pushed pass your slit making it's way in. You moaned into the kiss, giving Draken more access to your mouth, swirling his tongue with your own.

You pulled away from the kiss to let out a soft moan as his finger toys with you, he puts another one in causing you to arch your back. His other hand rubs soft circles on your clit, he claims your mouth with another hungry kiss as if this will be the last time he felt your lips against his own.

"So needy, barely did anything to you." You moaned against his lips as he brought you to a high.

"D-Draken!" You moaned out.

"Fuck, trying to amputate my fingers? Loosen up. " He grumbles, his lips go down to your neck, sucking and biting against your fleshing leaving bruises everywhere his mouth touches. You wrap your arms around his neck pulling him in closer, as you begin to grind your hips against his fingers as they work their way in and out of you and the others against your clit.

"Gonna cum on my fingers?" He questions in your ear while biting your ear lobe.

"Gonna cum on em!" You reply, moving your hips faster, you begin to convulse as he brings you to your well deserved orgasm.

"You're gonna do that all on my cock." He muttered against your neck as he works his way down to your tits. He puts his fingers in your mouth muffling your moans as he begins to suck on your now perky nipples. He pushes his fingers in and out your mouth forcing you to taste your own juices, the same fingers that were just in you, that brought you to your orgasm.

After assaulting your mouth with his fingers he reaches over to the side his of bed to grab a condom.

"Put it on for me." Still high on your orgasm you slowly reach your hand up to take the condom out of his own, that's when he pushes your head own to his cock. He rips the packaging placing just the tip of his cock into the condom.

"Use that pretty mouth of yours." He smirks as he watches you take all of his dick into your mouth, pushing the condom down in the process. "Make sure to get it all the way on, wouldn't want any cum to spill out hm?" He says as he caresses your head.

"Such a good girl." He praises you as you bring your head up, "Gonna make you feel real good okay?" He kisses your forehead as he leans you down into the mattress. He slaps your pussy a couple of times with his cock, prodding the tip at the entrance, pushing his tip every so softly in and out, barley giving you anything to work with.

"Stop with the teasing Draken." You whined, locking your legs around his waist, trying to push his cock further into you. He clicks his tongue at your actions, pulling himself completely out before lifting one of your legs and putting it on his shoulder.

"I don't remember you being in control here." He guffed out. He rammed his cock into you without warning causing you to gasp, your eyes wide and mouth agape. "That's more like it." He smirks at your appearance.

He begins to thrust in and out of your tight pussy, watching you unravel on his cock. One hand holding your leg on his shoulder and the other turning your head to face him.

"This what you wanted right?" He honeyed out, this voice being quite sweet unlike his thrusts, the way his cock pulled out of you only to slam right back in. Sounds of skin against skin filled the room, along with your sweet mouths chanting his name like once before.

He pried your mouth open with his fingers bringing his face closer only to spit in your mouth, "Good little whore" he mutters against your ear. His thrusts never stopped, not once, he keeps going until he brings you to an orgasm.

He could feel your body going limp, but he wasn't done yet. He flipped lifted your body, he was now on his knees and you on his lap, your hands tangled in his hair while being wrapped around his neck, his mouth devouring your nipple, he slams his cock into you while being in this new position. His hands on either side of your waist slamming your body onto his own matching the rythm of his thrusts. He bites down on your nipple, you pull his hair as payback, you finally meet eyes. His hair all disheveled and out of his normal braid, his eyes slanted, full of hunger, he looked like a animal eyeing his prey, and you looked extremely delicious right now. He captures your lips in a heated kiss as his grip tightens on your waist, you grind against his cock as you moan into the kiss. You suck on his tongue and he does yours, you bite his lower lip slightly tugging on it.

"God Y/n, who knew you were so cock hungry. Wouldn't have been going so easy on you of I knew you could take it." He chuckles as he lays your body back down onto the mattress and begins pounding your body against his locking his lips with yours again.

"You're sucking me in like crazy." His voice is rough and out of breath. Your walls only tightening around him while hearing his voice, his hand goes back down to your clit rubbing it aggressively.

"Fuck, I'm close, fuck fuck fuck." He announces, muttering an array of curse words as he feels himself getting closer to his climax. "Cum with me, cum on my cock one last time." He picks up the pace with his thrust and the attack on your poor nub, you were nothing more than a moaning drooling mess at this point subject to Draken's aggressiveness, your body shakes and your back arches for the last time as you release your juices onto Draken's cock coming to your final high, he thrusts one last time before he releases in the condom.

He pulls out taking off the condom and throwing it in the nearby bin, he watches as you slowly drift to sleep but not before saying, "I love you."

"Mhm, I love you too, my little vixen." He kisses your forehead before he lays next to you and drifts to sleep.

Sorry if this wasn't the best, it was my first time writing for Draken. He's kind of a difficult character, I hope you enjoyed it nonetheless!

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[manjiropie]

do whatever is in your mind.

Young Mikey x Reader!

Warn! no warnings today! enjoy!

It's not often Mikey and I have a quarrel. We do bicker here and there, but that's what happens between friends, right?

I've joined Toman for almost a year now– although I've known Manjiro for much longer. I met him through Emma, who is a big friend of mine for as long as I can remember. She was there for me at times when I felt like there was no exit, no light. She's an extremely important part of my life– of me.

I've come to realize that I have been spending more and more time near Mikey, which is not bad, I do enjoy his presence. He may look tough and intimidating but he's just like a mochi: freezing cold on the outside but melting saccharine inside. Now that I'm a part of the gang and actually get to know and participate, I've gotten closer to him. Here and there Mikey invites me out.

"So, it's like a date?" I'd smirk suggestively at him.

"In your dreams." He'd try to hide his smile and he'd look away.

However, there are a few little habits he has that tend to send me on a rage trip. I get mad easily. Things will likely set on fire quickly. It's not that I want to, but my mother is not one of the most patient people in the world and she tells me to cool down. As if.

This last week was the cherry on top.

Mikey had crossed the line. He had pissed me off in every single way possible. He pretended not to listen to me while he was eating. He would answer me in a "oh, I don't really fucking care about what you're talking about!" way. He tripped while he was laughing hysterically at something Draken had said and his pink lemonade was all over my white shirt. He drew in an assignment that was due to the next day for my math class. He told me off for no reason at all in front of everyone in the last Toman's meeting... all of that wasn't on purpose. I am aware of how incredibly short his attention spam is when it comes to not so important affairs. But, fuck, couldn't he just be a little nicer to me? At least during last week where I was having sharp cramps in my fucking uterus? Yeah, maybe he didn't know that because I try not to be so obvious. But when he told us we'd be training last thursday I almost laid on the ground in fetal position and cried for hours. I didn't! I fought and then went home and cried.

Then, this Saturday– today –he invited me to his house to hang out. Emma was with a friend and his grandfather was out of town. When he called me to his house we never did much. We'd watch TV, hang out on the couch discussing stupid stuff, we'd be on our phones... nothing so wow. It was still fun, though.

I wasn't in the best mood to leave my comfy bed but I was way less in the mood to fight him off over the phone. So I slid out of the bed and dressed the first jeans I saw laying on the end of my bed and the oversized Nirvana shirt hanging off my chair (it's actually my dad's shirt, shhh).

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I knocked twice on his bedroom's door.

"Come in." He yelled from inside. I open the door and he's laying on the bed, his head hanging off of it and his hair is almost touching the floor. His face lit up and he rolled over so he laid on his stomach. I walk over and sit down beside him.

"What's up with the frown?" I didn't notice I was frowning to be honest. Guess the bad mood followed me here.

I shrug.

"Ugh, don't tell me you're in a bad mood." He whines. "I called you here to chill and you're already angry. What's up?" He lays on his pillow and swings his legs to place them on my lap. I huff and shove them off, getting up.

"You've been treating me like shit the whole week and now you wanna chill?" I say, more calm than I thought.

"I did not treat you like shit this week? When do I treat you like shit?" His tone was one of disbelief and confusion.

"Ah, Mikey. Embarrassing me in front of the rest of gang; spilling your drink on my school shirt, which is now stained; ignoring me or answering like you're bored..." I list them off on my fingers. "I am the one who asks, what's up with you?! God, you're always being so unpredictable, which is good sometimes but not like this! Not to me!"

I flop down on the couch, starting to get tired of this whole thing. Knowing Mikey, I know that he'll not lay down again.

"So you're the only one allowed to have bad days now?" He sits on the edge of his bed and I turn my head around lazily, uninterested, bored, like him.

"You were laughing incredibly loud with Takemitchi and Draken friday."

"You can be so annoying sometimes."

"Oh, I'm the annoying one now?" I stand up.

"If you don't like my company, why did you even come in first place?" He also stands. We don't have much height difference, but he's hardly two inches taller than me.

His voice is calm, like always. Which makes me infuriated. "Fucking hell! Does it hurt for you to apologize!?" My sudden outburst takes him on surprise, and me, too.

"I already apologized, stop whining about it."

"I'm not whining–"

"If you weren't," he walks to his desk and sets a cup that was once beside his bed down. "You would've dropped this matter before."

"You don't give a damn about what I feel, do you, Mikey?"

"What?" He turns around, brows knit together.

"You heard me. You made me have a bad week and the least you could do is apologize, you dumbass!" I stomp to his direction.

"I already did! Why don't you–"

"Shut up or I'll punch you." I say, slightly looking up.

His eyebrows twitch and he slowly tilts his head to the side, like a puppy. "Or what.. ?"

"Are you fucking deaf?" I point to my ears.

He comes a little closer. "You're gonna do what if I don't shut up?"

"I'm going to punch you if you don't stop being a brat." I sneer at him. My blood boiling. The stress from this shitty past week overflowing in that moment.

"Oh, yeah?" I could feel his breath oh my nose.

"What? Are you doubting me? I would." I jerk up an eyebrow. I've never fought physically with him. But it's not like I can't.

"I'd like to see you try." His eyes flicker to my lips for a brief second and my breath fails, making me cough.

"What? Can't punch me?" He amuses.

"Fuck you."

Suddenly I feel an arm sneak around my waist and in a second I'm chest to chest with Mikey. My eyes widen– his were peaceful as ever, although superior.

"Do it." He says, looking down at me.

The way he's holding me is making my head spin. True, Mikey is cute...

"Do what?"

He laughs at my confused expression. "I don't know... what did you say you'd do to me?"

Ha ha.

His hold on me tightens.

"Do whatever is on your mind." He says.

My eyes roam free between his eyes and his soft pink lips. Do whatever is on your mind.

If he knew what was on my mind, would he still allow me to?

"Do it," he encourages me once again, "aren't you the 'oh so brave' one? Punch me, yell at me, do whatever you want to me."

Those words were the last push I needed. My hands find the soft skin of his neck, hidden by his long hair. I pull him close and lock our lips together. I feel him making a little sound, I don't know if it was surprise or relief.

If by just looking at it his lips seemed soft, actually touching it felt like kissing cotton candy or guessing cloud shapes.

He didn't pull back, in fact, he held me with both hands. I have no clue how he did that but it seemed as though all of my worries dissipated as we kissed.

My heart was beating so fast that it made my chest hurt. My head started to pound when I spent a little too long without air. I pull back from his lips and keep my gaze on them as I breathe heavily.

"Hm." He hums quietly, almost dreamily if you'd ask me.

I look up at his face and smile a bit, noticing how his cheeks are pink. I lift an eyebrow up as if asking what he was thinking. He shakes his head and then puts his right hand on my cheek, caressing it. He kisses me again. This time is slower. As though being present in the moment. As if it were just me and him and nothing else.

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