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warrioroflondonbelow · 2 years

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II @dontcxckitup

“Shite. Shite, shite, shite.— We have to stop the bleedin’,” gasped Richard, immediately shoving his jacket off before pressing it against Mallory’s bleeding side. “There I think tha’ll do it, at least for now.”

“Nine…”

“Ye’ couldn’t just let me take the damn bullet, could ye’? No ma’er. You’ve had much worse anyways, eh? You’ll pull through this one.”

“Nine—“

“Righ’ ye’ keep pressure on tha’, and I’ll try and get comms back up. Maybe if I—“

“Mayhew! There’s no time!” barked Mallory. That was finally enough to shut Richard up. “If it’s not the bullet wound that kills me, the bombs will certainly have both our heads.” A beat. His frustration and tone softened now. “There’s no time,” the older man sighed, doing his best to hide back another pained wince as he kept Mayhew’s jacket pressed up against his side. “I need you to let it go. That’s an order.”

“Since when have yer’ orders ever stopped me before?” remarked Mayhew, forcing out an actual fear-tinged smile. “Look, just let me do this, a’righ? I can try and find a way to restart comms. If Q can do it I pro’ly have a shot too, righ’? I’ll restart it, we can find somebody who can deactivate the bombs, ye’ can contact Wendy, and—“

Mallory clutched onto Richard’s wrist. “Mayhew.” His words were steady. There wasn’t an ounce of anger or rage in them. Fear? Perhaps. But mainly it was acceptance.— Mallory’s collected gaze remained pierced at the other. Let it go. Let it go now.

All through Richard’s life he had been trained, no, conditioned to do one thing and one thing alone. Fight. He was a weapon who was not only built on it, but thrived on it. Yet, at the end of the day, when Death came knocking, there was truly only one thing left to do. Something that Richard ran from all his life. “… Yes, sir…” Acceptance.

With a silent shiver of a breath, Richard slumped down beside the other. “So,” he nodded, “this is it?”

“This is it,” replied Mallory, his tone as calm and sure as ever. Richard wasn’t sure whether he said it as assurance or a statement. Perhaps both.

“Was this how you imagined it then? Dyin’?”

“I always knew I’d die on the job. It was inevitable,” he winced once more. “But, no. I never imagined dying under this specific situation.”

“Don’t worry. Yer’ the last person I expected I’d die beside. ‘Guess we really are cursed to be stuck together ’til the bi’er end, eh?”

“Emphasis on ‘bitter’,” joshed Mallory, actually managing a small hint of a smile.

Richard let out a silent breath of a chuckle. “Funny. I always assumed I’d die on the job as well, but now tha’ I’m here I realized tha’ my trainin’ prepared me for none of it.— Wha’ the hell do ye’ do to pass the time when yer’ dyin’?”

“Sit in silence.”

A beat. “Mmm… Ye’… Ne’er really did silence. Not really in my area,” teased Richard. “We could always try the honest route. Reveal our deep and dark backstories at the end of it all. People find tha’ poetic, righ’?”

“You forget, Mayhew, I’ve had years to pour over your files. I know everything there is to know about you.”

“Mmm. Righ’. Maybe not. Wha’s left then?”

“… Small talk, I suppose,” shivered Mallory.

Richard wrinkled his nose in disgust. “Och. Tha’ sounds like my personal hell. I’d actually prefer silence in tha’ case.”

“Well, that’s certainly something we can agree on,” hummed the older man.

“Us? Agreein’ on somethin’? It truly is the end of the world,” Richard teased back.

Their time was running out. Richard could feel it in the weight of his breath, and in the fragile silence of the room. Any moment now their world would go in a final swan song of blood and fire. And here he was thinking that he’d have more days ahead of him. More adventures. More time with Mia… Oh god, Mia. He truly thought he had all the time in the world with her and their wee girl. For a moment there he actually thought they could run from the shadows and whittle their life a new. But that was the thing about Death, no matter how far you ran from it, or how many miles you stole, its silent hold would always eventually catch up, like that of an old and waiting friend. Hell, not even the likes of Gareth Mallory could evade it. Truly, nobody had all the time in the world. Might as well make the most of it while one still had it, no matter how little left there was.

“There is somethin’ ye’ don’t know,” began Richard, his voice nothing more than a rasp. Mallory didn’t even have to say anything, but the Scotsman knew he was listening. “I know it will seem hard to believe— and durin’ a time like this you’ll pro’ly think tha’ I’m sayin’ it outta’ pre-death adrenaline or somethin’— but… despite it all…. I ne’er hated ye’. Aye, at some point I was angry, mainly ‘cause I didn’t wanna accept the truth ‘bout Mia, but I ne’er hated ye’.” A beat. Sincerity bled through his every word. “Sir,” he shivered, “I truly am sorry.”

“For what?”

“…. Everythin’…,” replied Mayhew, voice cracking. “Ye’ don’t have to forgive me. In fact, I don’t expect ye’ to. I just… I needed ye’ to know.”

A thoughtful breath of silence as Mallory slightly shifted in his spot. The blood just wouldn’t stop. “To say that you were a thorn in my side since day one would be an understatement, Mayhew. I had every right to terminate your position as a double-0, you know? And yet, you were one of the best agents MI6 has ever had.” A beat. “I know you felt like you had something to prove since the day you began training— Don’t deny it.— But, despite it all, you had absolutely nothing to prove to me or to anybody; and I’m not just talking about your skillset. You had nothing to prove,” he continued, his words careful and deliberate. “Do you understand?”

“… Yes, sir,” rasped the Scotsman, managing to hold back an almost-loose tear. “Thank ye’, sir.” Coming from the likes of Gareth Mallory, it truly was an honour. “… Despite it all,” echoed Richard under his breath. “We had a good run. Haven’t we?”

Gareth tilted his head back and gradually closed his eyelids, which seemed to grow heavier by the second. “I suppose we have.” Richard could hear a hint of a thoughtful smile in his words.

“It really is a shame we spent all tha’ time at each other’s throats,” frowned the agent. “Oh, the things we could’a done, eh?”

“The things we could have achieved,” muttered Gareth. “Perhaps in another life time.”

“I think I’ll take yer’ offer up on tha’,” chuckled Richard. His heart was pounding against his chest. His throat ran dry. “I’ll see ye’ then on the other side, old man.” The flame at the end of the their wick was blowing out, and they with it. This was it then. Their final bow. The final ascent. Time’s arrow waits for no man.

#//ok so i imagined this drabble taking place some years after Mia reappears and what not//#//but yeah I like to call this drabble 'What we did to Magneto That ONE Thread 2.0' 😅//#//my apologies for the angst and for my bad writing for Mallory but this drabble has been in my//#//drafts for months and it had to be done im so sorry and i really hope u like it 🙈 *hides*//#//also may i recommend a delicious pairing of the track 'Final Ascent' while reading this? They pair great together ahgjkdsg//#dontcxckitup #shaken not stirred;au #drabble;#//also also i really tried to find a good way to end the drabble but couldn't for the life of me//#//think up one so sorry if the ending is ehhhh but again i hope u like it eitherway! <3//

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thisismeracing · 2 months

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Brand new style | CL16

― Pairing: Charles Leclerc x fem!reader ― Warnings: mentions of food; typos. ― Summary: The one where Charles' has been dressing better and better each week. Fans can't help but tie that drastic change to a girlfriend, especially when he shows up wearing clothes from a small but very stylish brand, what they don't expect is that the girlfriend in question is the owner of the brand.

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yourusername finishing the last few touches for this season's collection ⭐️✨

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sunshinewest can’t wait to get it!! 😍

user2 I am so readyyy

switfiedirectioner I wanna be her when I grow up

⤷ 1distraction but u already grown, bestie 😭 lmao

⤷ swiftiedirectioner shut up let me dream 🤚

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charles_leclerc race week's about to start 😎

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charleslerain things that aren’t my business but I wish were: how charles takes his coffee

sainzinho the lil pink mug 🥹🤏

fastandf1s where’s that lil sweater from????

⤷ bonohammertime Its from @ yourusername s brand?

⤷ userforty it def is! Most likely from last collection if I recall perfecly, I have a similar one

trackfour Im gonna prepare myself mentally to watch ferrari shit show 😭

iguser_ the pullover collors omggg and the fabric looks so soft

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yourusername I would bet on red for this season 😜❤️

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tifosinha I refuse to believe this was Ferrari's doing, he's been on this team for years now and they NEVER got him this stylish. there's a woman's hand on this, istg

ferrarista01 the veins 🫣🤤

leclowncircus y’all worried about charles’ style and rumored relationship meanwhile I’m just no thoughts head empty appreciating those yummy pics he’s been posting

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notyourbus HE’S SOFT LAUNCHING

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arthur_leclerc as a climber you’re a great driver 👍

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yourusername nobody needs to know I fell a hundred times while climbing

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user47 it’s fine bestie, I’m terrible at anything snow related as well lol

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⤷ yourusername its from yyy.com :)

popyn she’s soft launching, I lost her 😭

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yourusername had an amazing dinner tonight 🥰

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randomuser33 that “private but not a secret” type of relationship I WANT IT

user9 she’s so pretty 😍😍

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voxsremotec0ck · 1 month

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Yo! Got a silly multi prompt for ya! Reader and the hazbin/helluva are on a date, they've been dating for a long while now, when BAM! Reader is on the floor! ON ONE KNEE! There has been no discussion of marriage so this is completely out of left field!

Anyway, it turns out that reader had just accidentally dropped a piece of jewellery on the floor and knelt down to grab it.

If you want it to be extra spicy then maybe it WAS a ring that reader ended up holding, just one that slipped off of readers own finger instead of being a standard engagement ring.

𝐎𝐧 𝐎𝐧𝐞 𝐊𝐧𝐞𝐞.ᐟ

⋆｡ﾟAccidentally dropping your ring during an anniversary dinner leads to some misunderstandings ﾟ｡⋆

— Vox, Loona, Lucifer, Lute

Vox watches you get on one knee with panic and all but flings himself out of his chair to kneel in front of you and pull out a ring box. He was not about to let you beat him to the punch, especially after he took so long to pick out the perfect ring. But when he realized that you were only picking up your napkin he blushes and tries to play it off like this was his plan the entire time.

Loona immediately freezes as you drop down to the ground. She’s watching you like a hawk, sweating underneath her fur and hoping that her dad didn’t follow you guys this time. When you sit back down and show her the fork you dropped, she instantly relaxes. No way is she ready to commit to something like marriage, so why was she a little disappointed?

Lucifer gasps so loud it makes you pause in picking up your ring. His eyes shine with tears and he looks so genuinely excited that you decided, fuck it, and proposed to him with your ring. You hope he never finds out you didn’t actually plan on proposing because it would crush him, but marrying him actually sounds wonderful.

Lute watches you kneel down with confusion, her heart beating a little faster at the idea that you could be proposing to her. But she notices the laces on your shoe are untied and deflates a little. Honestly she kinda liked the idea of marrying you, so much so that she might just have to go ring shopping later. Maybe Adam can help her.

This has been in my drafts for a while uhhhhh😅

#hazbin hotel #hazbin hotel x reader #hazbin hotel headcanon #helluva boss x reader #helluva boss #hazbin vox x reader #vox #vox x reader #helluva loona #hb loona #loona x reader #hazbin lucifer x reader #lucifer morningstar x reader #lucifer morningstar #hazbin hotel lute #hazbin lute #lute x reader #ᯤ answers

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nexttothelamp · 2 years

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#damn this is getting worse 🤣#i have a sleeping disorder that may or may not be narcolepsy #workin on makin shit happen in regards to treatment for that 😅#tis hard to get on stimulants; anyway #been up all fuckin night and i think uh...#god i dont have a point. tryin to stay awake til my manager logs on so i can catch her up face to face #its rad shes so damn accomodating to my plethora of illnesses 🤣#plus with my gma having only just passed too... and that was right after i had been sick for a while 😅#shes a good boss. very helpful and nice yet completely professional #anyway #waitin for my boss to wake up so i can give her my report and pass out 🤣✌️#i slept 18-20 hours a day for 3 days #then woke up AWAKE at 5 and just. havent been able to tire since #so now we're pushing hour 19? damn i should give up #....i'll go piss #catch some minecraft fish at least to level 32 #and then i'll draft a message #sigh #id say delete later but i wont

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suugarbabe · 7 months

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m.r. x reader

based off this prompt: Hello could you make a either mattheo or Theo fanfic with a Hufflepuff!fem reader? With him just finger edging reader while they're blindfolded and he's also holding they're hands while doing so? I hope it's not too much trouble 😅

an: I cannot for the life of me find the ask that this prompt was sent in with but it was in my drafts for requests so i wrote it. if you requested this i hope you find it and like it !

warnings: edging, smut, 18+ MDNI

One of your favorite things about being with Mattheo is that no one expected it. One of Mattheo’s favorite things about being with you is that no one, ever, would imagine that the seemingly shy, sweet, Hufflepuff girl had the dirtier mind in the relationship.

If someone were to walk into Mattheo’s dorm room right now, they would assume your compromising position was all his idea. But in reality, you had proposed it to him after class, planting the seed of your desire in the back of his mind and causing him to not be able to focus on anything until he was able to have his hands on you.

That’s how you ended up sprawled out on his bed, green and silver tie wrapped around your head like a blindfold and your hands pinned over your head in one of Mattheo’s large hands. Your back arched off the mattress and pushed your perked nipples further into Mattheo’s mouth, his tongue delicately swirling over the taut bud while two of his fingers were deep inside your soaked cunt.

You could feel the tightening in your stomach spreading to your core and causing you to clench tight around his fingers. You were so close, and then his touch was gone. A pathetic whimper left your throat. Even though you couldn’t see him, you could practically hear the smirk plastered on his face as he teased you, “Oh, Princess, I’m sorry, were you close?”

His touch was feather light against your folds, causing you to jolt up in search for more, “Ah, ah, be a good girl for me and you’ll get what you want.” A pout painted your lips, quickly disappearing as you felt Mattheo’s teeth on your bottom lip before pressing his lips fully to yours.

He sunk two fingers back into you, curling deliciously against the spongy flesh inside. Mattheo brough you right to the edge again before pulling his fingers out once more.

“P-please, Teo. I need it so bad, need you to make me cum all over your fingers. Wanna make a mess all over your fingers before I make a mess of your cock.”

“Such a dirty mouth on such a perfect girl,” Mattheo was nearly growling in your ear and your hips were bucking again. He didn’t tease you this time, plunging his fingers deep inside you once more, curling and pumping as your breathing became more shallow, airy whisps of his name falling from your lips as you finally tumbled over the edge. As you came down from your high, Mattheo removed his tie from your eyes, “Was I too mean, Princess?” He stroked your cheek with his thumb. You smiled at him, “No, Teo, it was good, very good.” He laughed a little before pulling you on top of him, kissing you deeply once more.

#mattheo riddle x reader #mattheo riddle x you #mattheo riddle smut #mattheo riddle fic #golden era

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justkennadi · 7 months

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“Accidentally” sending Nerd!Armin a thirst trap🤭🥴

Notes: Sorry for slow updates but i’ve been busy with work and school is abt to start soon so it’s probably gonna get worse😭

Cw: nsfw, suggestive texting

- After a few weeks of hanging out and calling late at night of course you guys get comfortable with each other!

- School started getting serious as it was getting closer to mid terms so you and Armin stop calling each other so late.

- You kinda missed it ngl

- And so did he😭

- But you guys just stuck to the new routine of saying good night through text, maybe a “how was your day”.

- One day you just wanted to spice things up!

- Your poor smart boy had his nose in textbooks and notecards every day and you could tell he was just so stressed out from studying all day. He had such a strong work ethic he would forget to take breaks and relax his brain💔

- “Why do you study so much?? You could pass these exams with yo eyes closed!” You exclaimed.

- He just calmly responded with, “How do you think i got so smart to begin with?” And then he’d go back to read his books while you playfully rolled your eyes.

- So anyways you just wanted to cheer him up…

- Sooooo you “accidentally” send him a cute little mirror pic.

- The plan was to play it off like it was meant for your friend as you were “trying out” a new one piece you bought and wanted an opinion.

- Omfg i’m so sorry! You’d texted him. That was meant for someone else 😭😭

- Armin heard his phone go off next to him as he was starting his next group of flash cards.

- When he opened his phone to see the message he never felt his face so hot in his LIFE.

- He damn near got one of those anime nosebleeds.

- He never noticed…how fine you were…

- He was so lucky he met you. That was the moment he realized he had to have you. But not yet of course. He decided to play it off…

- Oh, it’s fine!😅 He replied and floored with a, You look nice…

- You smiled big at his response. You just knew he was blushing like crazy at this pic you sent him.

- Thank you, Min min😘❤️

- You’d spend time apologizing for interrupting

- Armin couldn’t stop stareing at your pic all night. He couldn’t think about anything else but you in that one piece. Armin never really felt this way about anyone before. You made him feel like he was going crazy.

- Yeah, he just had to make you his.

Notes: This has been in my drafts for like months 😭👋🏾 idk where to go from here right now tbh but here’s another continuation of my nerd armin series

#nerd armin #aot x black reader #armin x black reader #black reader #armin attack on titan #armin arlet x reader #armin x reader #armin imagines #nerd armin x black reader #armin x black !fem reader #x black fem reader #aot x reader #aot x poc!reader #nerd armin arlert

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celerydays · 3 months

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Reprieve Part 3 Progress Update under cut~

(Don't mind me 🥺 I've since privated the posts where I mentioned taking a small break a couple of weeks ago, so I'm just reiterating an update I had given back then for anyone popping in to check on the comic!)

Thanks for your guys' patience while I've been taking a small break from drawing and Tumblr! Ya gurl is hopefully back to doing her best to be unbothered, focused, and thriving in her lane 😌✨

I had previously said that I'd try to get Reprieve Part 3 up before the end of January but considering that I only really began getting back into my art and personal projects in the last couple of days, it's looking more like I won't get around to finishing and posting until about mid-to-late February 😅

But the script is fully finished, the panels are drafted, and the storyboarding is finally in progress 💪 finally inspired, motivated, and chugging along with this mfer 😤💕

#this doodle is way too wholesome for the contents of my dumb pwp fancomic 😭😂#*bangs pots and pans* THIS IS FALSE ADVERTISING LOL #hogwarts legacy #hogwarts legacy fanart #hogwarts legacy mc #ominis gaunt #sebastian sallow #shadow trio #silver trio #celdraws #celerydays #hl #hl art #hl reprieve

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acourtofwhatthefuck · 3 months

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A Friend In Need’s A Friend Indeed — Azriel x Cassian.

Summary: Azriel’s been mighty stressed recently. Cassian is a good friend with a good suggestion and a good mouth.

Note: I still haven’t had a chance to sort out my tag lists, I’m sorry. This has been sitting in my drafts for ages. Life has been so busy recently 😅

Warnings: Smut, 18+, minors dni. 💕

It’s clear to Cassian, the second he walks into the room, that the shadowsinger is in a foul mood.

In all honesty, Azriel has been in a foul mood all week.

He’s not very good at striking a work-life balance. Missions and reports and information flood his thoughts and keep him awake at night. They have done every night this week.

So when Cassian slumps down in the armchair opposite his, he eyes his friend and knows — Azriel is not going to be pleasant company tonight.

His brow is deeply furrowed and darkened as he stares down at the papers in his hands. Cassian considers asking him what, exactly, the report pertains to — but he selfishly decides that the information will numb his brain, and he doesn’t think he can bear to hear it right now. Whatever. Az doesn’t even glance up at him.

So Cass pours himself a drink and settles into the chair. And only after the fifth time Azriel sighs — yes, he’s counting — does he ask, “Long day?”

Az simply grunts and turns the page. This is going to be a long night.

"You look like you could use a drink," the Illyrian General pauses. "Or ten."

No reply.

Cass says, "Az."

"What, Cassian?"

"Why don't you put those papers down and have a conversation? Or better yet, let's go to Rita's—"

"I'm busy."

Cassian purses his lips. “The world isn’t going to end if you set your work aside for the night.”

“Your world is going to end if you don’t stop yapping in my ear,” Azriel pauses, scans the paper — and then growls, chucking it onto the coffee table in front of them both. “This is fucking pointless.”

Maybe Cass should ask, he thinks. He studies his friend. “What is it, exactly, that’s had you in such a foul mood all week?”

Azriel’s bleary hazel eyes merely flick up to him; clearly he doesn’t appreciate the observation. Dark smudges sit beneath his eyes. His entire body, shadows and all, is coiled tightly. Tense.

Oh. Oh. A fight, Cassian realises — a fight is what’s going to take the edge off. Goading Az, provoking him…he’s done it more times than he can count in centuries of friendship. Letting him get a few punches in will surely ease the tension. Cass is willing to do that for him.

“You’ve just been a rain cloud of fucking doom all week,” he smirks as the shadowsinger stiffens even more. “Perhaps you need to get laid. Although, no one will surely come near you while you’re walking around with a face like a slapped ass.”

Cassian waits for his retort. For him to surge forward and knock him out of the chair, or for him to demand that they go right up to the training rings at once and speak through their fists, considering Cass clearly has a lot to say.

But Azriel’s jaw ticks, and he merely shoots back, “Suck my dick, Cassian.”

The mischief almost winks out of Cass’s eyes. Almost. It’s not the response he’s expecting.

But he rights himself and sits up, his smirk widening. “Is that what it will take to cheer you up, Az? Getting your cock between my lips? When was the last time someone sucked you dry?”

The irritated twitching of Azriel’s eye tells Cassian that it’s been way, way too long since someone sucked him dry. And that shocks Cass. Az has many lovers dotted about the city — many different people he could lose himself in for a couple of hours. If he’s not even tearing himself away from his stress for some mindless pleasure, it must be bad.

“Cauldron,” Cassian raises an eyebrow. “Maybe I should suck your dick.”

There’s no response. Not even a bark for him to fuck off. Azriel simply shifts in his armchair and clutches a cushion to his lap.

And Cass tracks the movement. He narrows his eyes on that cushion, and it takes him a shamefully delayed moment to realise that it’s been very deliberately placed there. He chokes out a laugh, “Holy shit, are you hard?”

“I wouldn’t be,” Az grits his teeth, “if you’d just shut the fuck up and stop talking about sucking my dick. It’s been a while, okay? I’m wound up.”

“…And is your hand not working, or…”

“It’s not enough. I’ve tried. I can’t…I can’t come.”

Silence settles between them. For once, Cassian isn’t quite sure what to say.

And perhaps Az is expecting him to make a joke, because he shakes his head and quickly stands. Grabs his reports. Makes to book it the fuck out of there.

But Cass says, “Wait.”

“Forget it, Cass—”

“I’m not laughing at you, Az,” he sits up. “You know I’ll always help you in any way that I can.”

Azriel scoffs. “What, like sucking my dick?”

“Why not?”

“Can you be fucking serious for five minutes.”

Cass shrugs, “I’m completely serious.”

Azriel stares back at him, narrowing his eyes. But the usual humour and banter…it’s absent. His face is open, honest.

He’s serious, Az realises. Completely serious.

The shadowsinger raises an eyebrow. “Cass…”

“Are you saying no?”

“…Well, no—”

“So sit down, Az.”

The choice is entirely Azriel’s, and the shadowsinger himself knows that. He can sit down and…and take what Cass is offering…or he can walk out of here and leave that boundary unbreached.

It feels a little surreal as his feet begin moving. Back over to the chair he’d vacated.

He thinks he might be shaking, which is weird, but sex and all that it involves tends to come naturally to Az. But in five centuries, it’s a line that he and Cassian have never crossed. They’ve seen each other naked plenty of times. They’ve fucked other people in the same room. It’s never come to this.

Until now.

Azriel watches as Cassian rises from his chair and stalks over. He can’t believe he’s actually doing this, can’t believe Cassian is actually offering.

But there’s nothing but sheer will in the General’s eyes as he sinks to his knees. Azriel parts his legs for him.

He swallows hard as Cass drags his hands up his legs. And his voice comes out in a rasp as he says, “You don’t have to do this—”

“Az?” Cass cuts him off.

“Yeah?”

“Shut up and enjoy it.”

He can hardly argue with that. And as Cassian unlaces Azriel’s breeches and tugs them apart, the spymaster isn’t sure he’d be able to find the words, anyway.

Cassian’s hand is huge and warm and rough and callused. And as he reaches into Az’s breeches and pulls his hardened cock out, both males let out a little breath.

“Oh, yeah,” Cass eyes the rigid length, the swollen head, leaking with moisture. “You really need this.”

Azriel’s response dies on his tongue at the first stroke. He can only manage a grunt.

“Whatever you need, Az,” Cassian pumps his hand, dipping his head. “Fuck my mouth. I can take it.”

And then, gripping Azriel’s cock in his hand, he drags a broad stroke of his tongue, from the base to the head. Azriel’s hips jerk.

“Shit,” he grits his teeth, eyes intently on Cassian’s tongue.

Cassian smiles and does it again, “Like that?”

“Yeah. Yes. Can you…”

“Put you in my mouth?” as his tongue once again reaches the head, he wraps his mouth around it and hums his approval. He laps at that little pearl of moisture that’s waiting there.

“Fuck, Cass,” Azriel gasps. He relaxes in the seat, fingers sinking into Cassian’s hair.

Cass realises quickly that he enjoys this. He’s had the odd experience with males over the years, but it’s mostly females that take his fancy. But this — feeling Azriel’s cock disappear into his mouth, feeling his thigh flex under his hand, feeling him jerking and writhing on the spot — gods above, he’s so fucking hard right now.

His lips and tongue seem to work in tandem. He drags his mouth over Azriel’s length, licking and sucking as he goes. And then he pulls his lips off him and repeats.

Azriel’s breaths are picking up. This is so much better than his hand. He actually feels like he might come, and not just be beating away at pleasure that never comes to anything. He moans, pulling at the strands of Cassian’s hair. And at the same time, he uses his other hand to push Cass’s head down.

“Gods, Cass, your mouth,” he growls, encouraging the bobbing motion that Cassian’s head falls into. With every push, Cass takes him in deeper, deeper.

And with saliva dripping from his chin, and the head of Az’s dick damn near grazing the back of his throat, a single thought crosses Cassian’s mind: he really likes sucking cock.

“Harder,” Az grunts, not even sure he means to say it. But he just wants…wants Cass to be rough. Wants this to be teetering on the edge of pleasured pain.

But Cass pulls his cock out of his mouth, wrapping his hand around the length. He pumps fast, hard, and then says, “Fuck my mouth, Az.”

The second Cassian’s lips are wrapping around him again, Azriel does exactly that.

He’s lifting his hips and gripping Cassian’s head with both hands, and he thrusts, hard, panting and sweating and swearing. Cassian takes it all like a champ, greedily swallowing every taste of him. His hands grip the back of Azriel’s legs, and he slides his mouth all the way down.

And this time, when the head hits the back of his throat, Azriel stills.

“Fuck!” He shouts, groans, gasps, roars. “Fuck, fuck, fuck!”

His cock is absolutely exploding. A week’s worth of pent-up frustration shoots from him and spills down Cassian’s throat. Cass swallows. And swallows. And swallows. Every last drop. He moans while doing so.

Az thinks his hips are still rolling long after his release has rocked him. He can’t bring himself to let go of the pleasure, to remove his cock from his friends mouth. It twitches on Cassian’s tongue and dribbles the remnants of his seed with every jerk. Cassian stares up at him with swollen lips and lustful eyes.

And then, after what feels like an eternity, the two males finally part. Both are breathing heavily. Cassian wipes his mouth with the back of his hand.

“That was—” Azriel swallows, tucking himself back into his breeches. He doesn’t bother to lace them up. “When did you learn to do that?”

Cassian’s smirk is purely roguish as he pushes to his feet. “I’ve learned a whole lot of things you can’t even begin to imagine,” he rolls his shoulders. “You’re welcome, by the way.”

Az watches him, his eyes falling to that hardened bulge that pushes through Cassian’s own trousers. He clearly enjoyed what just occurred. And that thought alone has Az’s cock twitching to life again.

He leans forward, opening his mouth — to say what, to suggest what, he isn’t sure. But before he can voice his desires, footsteps are approaching.

Both males straighten up as Rhys appears in the doorway, a drink in his hand.

The High Lord sniffs, his brow furrowing. And then he looks between his two friends — Az’s unlaced breeches and heaving chest. Cassian’s swollen lips. He puts two and two together.

“Cauldron fucking boil me,” is all he grouses, and then he’s turning back and leaving the way he came.

Leaving Cassian and Azriel alone once more.

#azriel #azriel acotar #azriel shadowsinger #azriel spymaster #acotar #a court of thorns and roses #cassian #cassian acotar #acotar fic #cassian x azriel #smut

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kyokutsu-sama · 2 months

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Headcanons

"How would they react if you sat on their lap and hugged them while they were busy?" A/n: I had this one lost in my drafts for a while and I didn't even remember it😅(It was a bit of a random idea, but somehow it was cute❤️)

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Jushiro : Jushiro seemed focused on the papers that were on the table and had forgotten the world around him, but you decided to test him a little. You opened the door and saw the man with long white hair lost in his thoughts who didn't even realize you were there until you started approaching the table. He looked at you and smiled, you approached him and sat on his lap hugging him, which left him a little confused at first and asked you about it. "Are you okay, love?" He asked when he felt your fingers caressing the back of his neck "Yes, I just came to give you a hug and see how you were" He smiled and kissed your cheek as thanks for worrying about him. He's such a cutie and he wouldn't mind if you stayed there with him.

Shunsui : Shunsui, for the first time in his life, seemed to be doing his job properly. If it hadn't been for Nanao threatening him, saying that she would drag him to the office by his hair if she found him drunk in one of the bars in Seireitei, he wouldn't have been there. You met him in the office and smiled after seeing him working, you got close to him and he switched his attention to you. "Y/n! Good to see you here dear" He greeted, leaning back in the chair. You didn't say anything and sat on his lap and hugged him, he hugged you and placed a few kisses on your neck, still wondering why such a kind act and why you haven't said a word since you entered. "You missed me, didn't you?" He asked, moving your face away from his shoulder and looking at you "Actually, I just came by to hug you, but I can't say I didn't miss you a little" You said running your hands over his face "My lieutenant threatened me and that's the reason I'm here" You smiled and placed your head in the crook of his neck, keeping him close to you.

Byakuya : Busy as always, Byakuya had a somewhat tired look as he read and reread the endless reports on his desk. You opened the door a little and peeked inside only to find him focused on his work, you entered and went to him. He only realized that you were there when you got close to him and put him back in the chair and sat on his lap, then he raised an eyebrow, confused by the fact that you just sit on his lap and hugged him for no apparent reason. "Is everything okay Y/n?" He asked after a while "Yes, I'm just stopping by to see you" You said as you ran your fingers through his hair "I was working on---" "Just stop for a moment, okay ?"You smiled at him, caressing his cheek He took a long sigh but didn't want to persist, surrendering to your affection.

Kenpachi : Of all the places you thought he could be, the office was the one where you least expected him to be. He hated that part of the job, you were the one who took on that role and you even used to scold him for spending his days away or leaving all that work to you. You watched him for a while, still trying to believe what your eyes were seeing, who would have thought he would be there? You closed the door and walked over to him, you sat on his lap and hugged him. He dropped the papers on the table and didn't hesitate to question you about that action. "Are you trying something, woman?" He asked, frowning "No, I just came to check on you. Is it wrong to worry about you?" You asked, looking at his confused expression "No, it's not. Unless you have a good reason for sneaking in here and sitting on my lap" "Beyond concern and kindness, no, I don't think so" You smiled and tried to move away from him "You're playing with fire, woman. Come here"He said before pinning your body against his with one arm And that's it, now you were trapped in his arms and he wouldn't let you go anytime soon.

#bleach #bleach fandom #gotei 13 #shunsui kyoraku #zaraki kenpachi #jushiro ukitake #byakuya kuchiki #bleach imagines #bleach headcanons #bleach x reader

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zivazivc · 6 days

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What kind of nu metal music fits Les's band?

First of all I gotta clarify that I sent this ask myself because I accidentally lost the original through constant editing and drafting. I realize I could just make a regular text post but I'm quirky like that, and a question is a nice little attention grabber for those who are interested.

Anyway...

It's hard to point at one song and say this is their sound, because A: I'm picky, B: the band's style changes over time, and C: I don't know what I'm doing lmao

This answer is very long uhh I don't seem to be able to form short responses, mi scusi 😅

Back at home the brothers' music and then also the first year on the road with Flea the band sounds like the albums Music and especially Grassroots by 311. (Grassroots is such a banger of an album, I listen to it all the time, really recommend.)

Hed's the main influence on the band's sound because he's the main vocalist, songwriter and overall the most invested in the band succeeding (Les's main concern is making ends meet, and Flea is just enjoying the ride lol). At the start Hed and Les have had basically no contact with Rock Trolls so even though they're both more metal/punk than regular rock, their "rock side" is softer at this point. Hed also grew up with hip hop because of his peers so there's a lot of rapping in his lyrics. And he also incorporates reggae into his style a lot because of his favorite uncle, Kymani (one of the guys who live with Ish) who is a Reggae Troll. Hed is pretty much a sponge when it comes to music, much like Floyd. The closest I can come to describing his genre is a fusion of Rap Metal and Reggae Rock which are both already fusion genres jskksdjsk

(The band 311 has two singers and oddly they both sound like Hed and Les to me. SA Martinez (the higher of the two voices) sounds 100%, exactly like how I've imagined Hed's voice in my head. For Les I have a different voice claim because Les's personal style of music is much different from the band, but Nick Hexum (the lead vocalist here) is still in the second place when it comes to voice alone. Imagine my enthusiastic surprise finding voices for both brothers in the same band 😄)

examples from the two albums:

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While driving around and performing small gigs they come in contact with the alternative and nu metal scene and meet a lot of Rock Trolls (mostly various Metal Trolls) and other mixed trolls, and in the following couple of years their sound gradually becomes heavier (Hed rediscovers screamo lol) and they go from rock to metal.

A year into their "touring" is also around the time Hed meets and starts dating Liv and gets her to join the band. Liv's genre has the heaviest sound of all of them (Industrial/EBM), which influences Hed and the band too. And with Liv on the drums, Hed takes over DJ-ing and is also able to put more focus on the vocals, which also makes Les step down and only sing backing vocals with the rest of the band if needed.

The band in this era sounds like the album Revolution by Insolence and to some degree Introduction to Mayhem by Primer 55.

examples from the albums:

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Two years into the bands existence is when Floyd runs into them. At first he's more just standing there, observing their practices and performances warily, because he's had bad experiences with Rock Trolls in his one year alone and metal music still kinda freaks him out at this point. But he soon starts joining in in melodic parts and then it progresses into him singing longer and longer segments because he has the strongest vocals of everyone. And once he saves enough of his earnings for a guitar he starts playing the rhythm guitar too. (The guitar he took with him when he left the Troll Tree got stolen before he met the band.)

I guess I should clarify: Flea is the lead guitarist, Les is the bassist, and Liv and Hed switch on the drums and DJ-ing depending on the track. At one point they also get a keyboard.

It's also not that long before Hed and Floyd start actively writing songs together, sharing each others notes, and they start to split the singing parts more evenly. Hed even teaches Floyd screamo techniques, because he thinks Floyd has a great voice for them (He is correct, Floyd has a mean scream 😁).

During this time the band still pretty much sounds like Revolution by Insolence but with more melodic singing parts from Floyd (and screaming/shouting lmao). I think Verge of Umbra is another good band to compare, it sounds more clean and Floydy but still Hedy. (Man, I should write scientific research papers skjdkjf)

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From here on out I'm a bit unsure how the band's sound develops, but I'm pretty sure Floyd would unintentionally infect them with a mild case of radio friendliness (Pop trolls can't help their in your face nature lmao 😞). So for now I'm stopping here...

This took me days of searching and writing so I would appreciate to hear any thoughts you have if you've come this far and given some of the songs a listen. :)

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callsignfate · 1 month

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Hi I have some ideas for Valeria ( if you need something 😆)

1. Movie night with a fem reader, we know Valeria is cold and heartless but for her girlfriend...she can be a total sweetheart. Reader finally convinced Valeria to watch a cartoons with her ( I love cartoons 🙈) so they take some snacks and go watch cartoons. Unfortunately reader fall asleep after an hour and that was a moment when Valeria realized how good and safe she feels with her girlfriend

2. Valeria had a stressful day (obviously 😅) when she finished her work only thing she wanted to do was to go to sleep. She went to her bedroom but she couldn't find her girlfriend (reader) so she went to find her. Reader was in the kitchen cooking something for both of them when Valeria found her. A lot of fluff ,maybe some sexual tension who knows 😆

I have a lot if ideas and your stories are always sooo good and I think it might be interesting 😆 I hope you like it

Thank you 🖤

Reader x Valeria

TW: Possible sexual content viewer discretion is advised

Okay so, Authors note, I had taken such a long time off of writing that I had to rewatch all of the Valeria scenes to make sure I wrote the character as closely as I could get. This didn’t take long but, yea. I also went and found a laptop with a great deal so I use it just for writing and can now write whenever I want instead of having to write only on my desktop that's having some minor issues right now. I would like to apologize again for the large wait in between posts as I have a lot of things going on with my mental and physical health. I kept trying to get back into writing but every time I would I’d end up sick, at the doctor's for some reason, or just not in the mood to write. I also have been getting into other shows and games so might expand the characters and fandoms I write for. This is the 2nd prompt btw I will work on editing the first prompt draft after I post this.

Lightly edited as I wanted to post something ASAP!

She ended up taking longer than even her normal long days, finding herself up to her eyes in work and calls that had to be done soon to move her products smoothly as some unforeseen hitches had ruined her previous plans with ease. Her office was now shrouded in dark other than the two lamps she had turned on absentmindedly. Her last call was the longest and most infuriating one as luck would have it, her foul words being muttered under her breath and she slammed her phone down and left the office she found stuffy and claustrophobic after sitting in it ceaselessly.

Valeria was a busy woman, of course, often keeping her empire running wasn't a small feat. Her days weren’t the standard eight hours as most were, after your busy schedule that kept you busy for eight to nine hours of the day. After work, you often waited around for her while relaxing and walking about the endless villa she called home.

Her mind was fuzzy with stress and exhaustion as the night before was restless and short, her morning with you being cut short had made the day already negative, only making her day longer and filled with her having an even shorter fuse. She yearned for sleep, to hold you in her arms while she listened to you ramble about the simple things that kept your mind busy and happy.

The trudging steps became lighter as she got closer to your shared bedroom where she half expected you to be in bed curled up either asleep or awake pouting and waiting for her with some small comment about how long you waited for her.

Instead, when she opened the door to get ready for bed you were gone, her eyebrows pinched together and furrowed in frustration. Her thoughts were filled with endless questions and fear? She scanned the room again to see the clothes she had seen you in when you had visited her office before were thrown into the hamper hanging off of the side of it messily. With a slightly agitated huff, she began opening doors down the hall in search of you, the bathrooms were cool and the mirror wasn't fogged up meaning you weren’t there, so she headed down the stairs before a sent of warm food led her to the kitchen, her eyebrows raised as she found you wearing an oversized sweater and short thin sleeping shorts that you usually wore to bed after she bought them for you on a particularly hot day a year or so ago.

“What are you doing?” She finally spoke with a slightly playfully mocking tone, making you jump while you leaned back and forth and mouthed the lyrics of the song you were listening to in your earbuds.

“I was making us something to eat, I tried to lay down but I got snacky and bored waiting.” You said after quelling your quickened heart and letting out a small breath.

“I had calls to make and the idiots on the other side weren’t listening.” She muttered with a small hint of frustration before she moved to stand behind you, her arms wrapping around you before they moved under your hoodie so slowly that your mouth slacked and goosebumps raised on your arms and the back of your neck.

“Let's eat and head to bed.” She hummed out in your ear with a small teasing and cocky laugh.

You offered a nod and plated the food before her hand slipped into your loose shorts making you lean forward onto the counter, your stomach tensing as a gasp escaped your lips.

The food, sat on the counter cold you realized as you watched her sleeping soundly, the subtle soft snore making your lips turn up into a small smile.

#valeria cod #mw2 valeria x reader #valeria garza x fem!reader #valeria garza x reader #valeria x reader #call of duty valeria #valeria garza #valeria garza x you #valeria garza cod

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rosazoldyckk · 1 year

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-Yandere! Illumi X Kidnapped! Reader-

⚠️warning⚠️ mentions of physical violence and abuse, un-consented NSFW moments (ONLY KISSING but still worth the tw) and needles.

Fandom: Hunter X Hunter. Character(s): Illumi Zoldyck, butler(s) (not specific)

A/N: I’m sorry if this is absolutely crap. I’ve got a lot of drafts about yandere Illumi, Chrollo and Hisoka so I didn’t really proof read this one😅 hope you enjoy my writing anyways❤️

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"You know how I feel about repeating myself Y/N." Illumi muttured, harshly sticking his needle into your already needle-covered head. His heartbeat increasing as your pained screams filled the room.

"I told you not to engage with them, didn't I?" He questioned, shoving another needle into your skull. You nod weakly, shivering at the cold chains while the burning sensation drew tears to your eyes.

Them, the them he's speaking of were simply butlers, which over time you considered friends after all the things they did to ensure your safety, that's all! Though he is probably no more. Your "lover" hated when you talked to anyone else, whether it was his butlers or even his own family, Illumi hated when you talked to anyone but him. That was the only thing that scared him, that was something he wouldn't allow happen. As long as he's alive he won't allow anyone to taint you, to see things in a different view than him.

It's unacceptable.

"Answer me."

The usual coldness of his voice had a tint of anger in it, which almost scared you, how could doing something so simple manage to make him this angry? "Y..es"

The dark-haired man smiled, a sick one at that. Moving closer, giving a thankfully soft tug on your blood-covered hair, pulling you into his arms. His hands being a bit closer to your back than you'd like. You simply attempted to ignore the sharp pain from the impact, thinking that it couldn’t get any worse than this.

As much as you tried to ignore the pain, it was enough for you to loose strength in resisting when Illumi fully closed the gap, placing his lips against yours experimentally. They were so oddly warm compared to the rest of him, molding to yours with ease as he moved against you. All you could sense was him. The dangerous may strong scent of pine with metallic undertones nearly becoming overpowering and almost intoxicating has he continued to kiss you breathless. It was almost enough to forget the pain shooting throughout your body.

Almost.

You attempted to protest with whatever strength you had left in your body but Illumi continued to cling onto you; the whine you let out muffled from his mouth over yours.

When he finally let you go, he left you breathless - chest heaving while you stared at him once more with eyes as wide as plates.

Illumi rubbed his thumb over your soft lips. Using his other one you run over your bruised back, snickering at your small flinches.

"Why must you disobey me like this Y/N? Why can't you make my job easier?" He whispers against your skin, talking more to himself than anything else.

"I love you so much," He sighed, kissing away from the salty tears streaming down your face. Being hardly able to contain himself in your disheveled state. "I'm only doing this because I love you, because others can and will seek to hurt you. You know I can't have that, don't you?"

You didn't have anything to say, there was nothing you really could say. You were confused beyond comprehension. How could he possibly hold you in his arms, look at you with such loving eyes after doing such unspeakable things to you? He doesn't want them to 'hurt you' but hasn't he hurt you more than they ever could? What could you possibly do now? Were you even in a position to go against his command?

You hiss at the sudden pain from the numerous questions racing through your head. Alerting the assassin much to your distress. The assassin could read you like an open book, studying you and your reactions longer than you can remember. As if knowing exactly what was going through your mind he scoffed, switching from his much nicer expression.

"And what could you possibly be thinking about?" Illumi asked, tapping on your cheek. "Ah, don't tell me it's those fools from earlier. It must be."

You let out a shaky sigh at his challenging tone. He knew he was right and so did you; that look you gave him only confirmed his suspicions. But the little bit of hope in your heart for them to be kept alive regardless of their so called ‘betrayal’, for them to continue helping you get back home. It would be your fault for their deaths after all.

Illumi gathered his needles from your head and freed you from the chains, catching you in his arms as you collapsed onto the floor. He let you go, still staring down at you as he licked your blood off the needles.

Crouching back down to you, he holds your face in one hand. "You'll stay here until you are properly disciplined, I have things to do." Though not realizing what they were you knew they were nothing but good. Pressing one last kiss to your cheek he leaned forward to whisper in your ear.

"Just remain by my side and behave, and everything will be alright."

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da-birb-writes-sometimes · 4 months

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I'm not sure if your event is open just yet (potential time differences) but may I request Lilia, as the ghost, with the prompt 6.Bump in the night with romantic, fluff and maybe a bit of horror cause we know Lilia likes to scare people please?

I'm so sorry if I didn't do this right 😅

Bump in the Night; Lilia Vanrouge

Content; Gender-neutral reader, implied romantic feelings/pining

Content Warning; Swearing, light fear

Word Count; 700+

A/N; I hope you like what I came up with, Lilia will always be a little imp. And don't worry about formatting, you did everything perfectly!

Please do not put my work into AI. If you would like to see more of my work check out my masterlist!

You were grumbling to yourself as you lit some candles while holding a flashlight under your chin.

The power had gone out due to a blizzard, right when you were in the middle of catching up on your favourite show. But the weather didn’t care about the plotline or the barely warm soup that was now sitting sadly on your stovetop. No show and no dinner, you were shit out of luck tonight by the looks of it.

So instead, you grabbed all the candles you could find, a small horde of blankets, and hunkered down.

You fidgeted around, picking at some loose strings, and tapping to the beat of the battery-operated clock.

… bored bored bored THIS SUCKS bored bored bored …

You dragged your hands down your face. Why couldn’t the power go out while you were asleep? Why did it have to go out on one of your only quiet nights to yourself? Why couldn’t the power wait until you had your dinner?

The wind howled outside as if it were mocking you.

The hairs on the back of your neck stood on end, and the candles snuffed out, one by one. Not by a draft, or wind, but as if someone was pinching off the flame. The room was cast into darkness, only the pale blue light from outside lighting everything up in a dim silver cast.

Face the issue at hand that had all levels of nope nope NOPE written all over it? Or, hide under the blankets like you were a kid again?

… you hid under the blankets. You reasoned it wasn’t from fear, but rather to conserve your body heat, since hey, the candles died out due to some unforeseen and totally normal reason.

But then you smelt something burning.

There was no power though, nothing was working so why was something burning?

You shuffled to the kitchen and peered out from your blanket cocoon.

The soup, which was barely lukewarm, was now a charred mess of black sludge.

“The hell,” you hissed, eyeing the baffling liquid. Part of your brain was screaming DANGER DANGER DANGER!!! And the other part? It was mourning the loss of your dinner.

A breathy chuckle was in your ear.

You wanted to move, but you couldn’t. You were frozen in place by some unseen force.

You felt delicate fingers trace the back of your neck before they came to a stop at a pulse point, which was easy enough to find since your pulse was beating like a trapped bird trying to escape a cage.

“You always look the same,” the voice whispered, the chuckle and playfulness long gone.

The voice flitted closer, and you could make out a hazy figure in your peripheral vision, but just barely.

The figure, a petite figure, came to a stop in front of you. The only thing about them that felt physical, that was the most clear, were their magenta almost red eyes. They bore down on you with a weight; of knowing, of countless years, of longing, and a mix of grief and mischievous — an odd combination.

“What do you want,” you asked, fighting your mouth to spit out the words.

The man, you assumed the spectre to be a man at least, gave you a soft smile.

He took your face into his cold hands, or at least tried to, and rubbed circles into the apple of your cheeks. “Many things, dearie,” he sighed softly, “but only if you want them too. I’ll leave if you want me to. I just want to see you happy.”

An odd thing to say when you nearly gave me a stroke.

Despite that near stroke though, you didn’t sense any malevolence from the ghostly figure who held you softly. And despite his cold touch, he was nothing but warmth, but in the sense of a weak candle.

One must just take care of the flame to see it grow.

Time after time, Lilia would find you, his spirit drawn towards yours.

I love you.

Never really said, but it would end in the same way. Him quietly loving you from the sidelines until he found his opening. An opening into your life, and your heart.

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