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444rockstargf · 2 months

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hii again😈

soooo i had another charlie ask (sorry, I’ve been a bit obsessed recently…)! i was wondering if you could write a popular reader x charlie story where they are hooking up in secret (like in a janitors closet in the school or something because she doesn’t want anyone to know💀). make it as smutty or fluffy as you want! THANK YOU FOR YOUR TIME!!

xoxo

thank you for the request!!

"the sweetest girl in town." | charlie walker

meet me in the pale moonlight. - lana del rey

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popular!female!reader x geeky!charlie

word count: 1.4k

contents: blowjob, public sex, charlie domming for a little bit

as students bustled through the halls to get to their next classes, you elegantly made your way to the lonely little door in the middle of the wall. you grabbed the handle, ring-decorated fingers opening the door. you walked into the tight room, stepping over a mildewy mop as you shut the door behind you.

your eyes met the infatuated gaze of the geek shyly standing in the corner, a smile spreading across his face. “i… i thought you weren’t coming…” you smiled, walking up to him and making him back into the wall as nervousness coursed through his veins. “oh please. you think i’d miss the opportunity to see my favourite guy in the world?” you patted his cheek and he leaned into your touch, blushing profusely.

you knew you had a pattern of overstepping when it came to him, but charlie walker was a sucker for affection, so you decided to give the poor boy what he wanted. you reeled back a little, tucking a strand of his hair behind his ear. “sorry i couldn’t catch you before first period. i just couldn’t get away from my friends.” you exaggerated the word ‘friends’ a little, like it couldn’t be further from the truth.

his smile widened even more. “don’t worry about it.” he hesitated as he spoke again. “you looked real good this morning… almost wanted to scoop you up and have you all to myself…” you felt your gaze get slightly icy as he mentioned interacting with you outside closed doors where everyone would surely flip at seeing such an odd couple together. but you shook off the breeze, smiling at him.

he reached into his bag, pulling out a brown paper bag with a heart-shaped sticky note. “i brought you some cookies to celebrate one month of us… you know.” you couldn’t help but roll your eyes. only charlie would celebrate something as mundane as one month of hooking up in secret. but you took the bag, flattered by the gesture. “you’re the sweetest guy ever, y’know that?”

he was grinning like an idiot as you bent over to put the goodies in your bag. as you got back up, you caught a glimpse of charlie eyefucking you from your peripherals. at last, the chatter in the hallways came to a complete stop. you approached him again, close enough that you could feel his breath on your cheek. “we’d better get started if you plan on making it to your next class.” he was already dazed by your ethereal beauty, but he nodded. “y-yeah, of course.”

luckily for you, he was already bricked. he had been ever since you had walked in, his boner sticking out like a sore thumb. you grinned smugly, bringing your hands to the zipper of your sweater and pulling it down at a teasingly slow pace. then you let it fall to the ground, charlie’s pupils dilating as you put your tits on display for him.

you pinned him to the wall, grabbing the back of his head and locking him in a wet, sloppy kiss. he fed his jagged gasps into your mouth, frantically moving his hands to unbuckle his belt. as it clanged to the floor, his erect cock sprung out like a jack-in-the-box. it slapped you on the stomach and you jumped, giggling. “well, it looks like someone’s missed me.” you wrapped your pretty hand around his girth, using the flat part of your thumbs to massage his throbbing tip. he hissed, tossing his head back as a shiver ran down his spine. you went down on your knees, looking up at him with those eyes that made him run wild. you loved how much power you had over him. he’d run into a burning building just to get you your favourite mascara. he would even kill for you if you asked him to.

you played around with his cock, taking in the 7-inches of flesh that was currently begging to feel your insides. charlie’s heart raced in his chest as he watched you have fun with his manhood. he wanted this moment to last forever but also wanted to skip to the good part. but he knew to just let you be at a time like this.

finally, you brought your lips to his tip, peppering tiny kisses all over it. he squirmed, fists clenching at his sides as sweat began to bead at the back of his neck. you kissed him all the way down and came back up again, time feeling like an eternity for him until he finally snapped. “oh, for fuck’s sake.” he grabbed the back of your head, forcing your jaw open and shoving his cock into your throat all at once.

you gagged, tears immediately filling your eyes as he hit deep into your throat, your tongue pressed against his underside. he wrapped a handful of your hair around his fist, losing himself in the feeling of extreme pleasure as he began to fuck your face. he wasn’t being gentle or careful with you. he was surrendering to his desires, letting them possess him and take over.

he leaned back against the wall, his hips backing into your gaping mouth as he ran a hand through his hair. his knees buckled from the feeling of your uvula fluttering against his tip, his balls creating a sticky mess on your chin as he pulled your head up and down his shaft.

he bit his lip hard, drawing a thin line of blood as his chest heaved. he had never been consumed by such a primal feeling before. it felt like pure ecstasy and he never wanted to stop. his eyes were glued to you, watching as your tits bounced from the rapid movement of your head. he wanted to paint all over your plump breasts, turning them into his own pieces of art that would forever be treasured in the chamber of his mind.

you were too stunned to even react. charlie had never been the type to take charge. you’d learned to enjoy making him squirm until he turned blue in the face. you’d gotten so used to the “yes, ma’am” and “whatever you want” that you’d forgotten that he was actually a man. as much as you wanted to fight and protest and perhaps bite off his dick to teach him a lesson, you let him have his fun, tears flowing cheeks as your throat began to bruise.

you began to fondle his balls in your shaky grip, making his eyes roll to the back of his head. charlie rolled his hips into your mouth, lips parted as desperate moans slipped from them. “o-oh… oh god…” his cock throbbed and twitched in your esophagus, signalling an orgasm that was nearing rapidly.

a devious idea popped into your mind. you pressed your tongue against him, pushing his cock to the roof of your mouth and swallowing to create a strong suction. a technique that you knew would come in handy one day. charlie whimpered out loud, nails digging into the back of your head as he eagerly whipped his cock out of your mouth and gave himself a few quick strokes, ejaculating all over your chest.

you gasped as the white-hot liquid hit your chest, a coughing fit hitting you as you finally took in a breath of air again. it was like all his deepest fantasies coming true. you were a piece of art, his muse. his cum highlighted your body in ways that he thought could only be true in his wildest dreams.

his cock leaked with a few more drops of cum as you got back to your feet, wiping the drool from your lips as you glared at him. “nice going, you fucking prick.” you muttered, making his heart shatter. he scratched the back of his head. “s-sorry… got a little carried away there, didn’t i?” you laugh a little, picking up your sweater and pulling it on. “you think?” there was cum dripping down your torso, but it could be worse.

you pulled out your mirror from your pocket, looking at the dark tear streaks that ran down your face. “you completely messed up my makeup.” he helped you pick up your bag. “how about i take you out later? i heard they just restoked your favourite brand.” you couldn’t help but melt at his kindness. you nodded, the taste of his cum still polluting your mouth.

with a sigh, you pulled the cookie he gave you out of your bag, taking a large bite and nodding with approval as the bell shrilled, your cue to leave. you turned to the door, shooting him one last glance. “see you around, loser.” you walked out of the closet, hoping that no one would notice the cum on your shirt and the stupid smile on your face.

author's note: i want cookies :((

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akumakosuke · 21 days

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†Our cursed love†

★Chapter two- Your infinity.★

{soooo I finally wrote another damn chapter! Yay! Motivation is a very hard thing to come across but I have so many fucking ideas and a bit of motivation so I'll be updating hopefully every week or two}

No warnings just fluffy fluff

~Three years later ~

Somewhere…

The sky is dark. The seemingly endless void of inky blackness only outshined by the brilliance of the full moon and the countless twinkling stars accompanying her. The calm, serene silence of the night and low whispers of the gentle breeze, rustling of the unkept grass at the border of the Gojo property, rhythmic chirps and noises from the creatures that call the moonlight home, makes for a perfect night…

Two young, lonely souls meet atop a hill, both guided to each other by an unexplainable pull. Two young Gods under the night sky, unaware of how they’re slowly falling.

“Hurry up idiot! We don’t have all night!” A 13 year old Satoru spoke with annoyance as he runs ahead of his best friend.

“Geez, I’m coming! Why do have to run huh!?” Questions an equally annoyed M/n, having to speed up to keep up with the energetic Satoru.

The two boys soon start running at the same pace, the wind whipping against their faces, making their hair dance with the breeze. Wide, carefree grins adorn their faces as the run turns into a race.

The still night air is soon interrupted by joyous laughter, so pure, so happy.

M/n speeds up, overtaking Satoru, he turns back to look at his counterpart with a smug grin.

“Too slow Satoru~” he teases, sticking out his tongue.

Satoru scowls and speeds up, easily catching up.

“Slow? Who me? You’re the slow one M/n, try to keep up~”

Satoru ahead, leaving M/n in the dust as he heads to the tree on top of the hill. He runs and runs, the crisp air filling his lungs, his feet making no sound as he steps. He can’t hear M/n but he knows he’ll show up soon so he can’t slow down.

He finally gets to the tree, yelling victoriously. He turns around, expecting to see the defeated face of M/n but he sees nothing. No M/n. He frowns, crossing his arms over his chest. He couldn’t be that far behind right?

Satoru tries to sense his cursed energy but unfortunately M/n has been training to hide his presence completely and apparently he’s gotten really good at it. Not even his six eyes can find him, Satoru really needs to train more.

He sighs, brilliant blue eyes that shine as bright as the moon scanning the fields. He quickly spins around, hearing a faint sound in the tree. His eyes examine the treetop, a playful smirk etched on his face.

“Oh so you want to play games my dear, M/n? Alright I’ll play your little game.” He muttered playfully as he slowly approached the tree, his six eyes active, using this as an opportunity to hone his skills.

As expected he gets no reply. He chuckles softly, his heart beating faster, excitement buzzing in every bone. He hears another rustle making him snap his head in that direction. He hums softly.

“You’re bad at hiding, you should just give up now.” He jests, hoping to rile M/n up and make him make a mistake. He stands directly beneath the tree, looking directly up into the foliage, thin streams of soft moonlight poking through the leaves but no M/n.

“Boo…”

Satoru freezes, his heart leaping out of his chest when he hears that soft voice behind him. When he feels his warm breath fanning his ear, when he finally senses that familiar presence.

M/n’s voice is as soft as the breeze and Satoru becomes hyper aware of their proximity causing a blush to creep up on his face.

He spins around and striking blue orbs clash with bright crimson ones and like every time the world seems to come to a stand still, everything fades into background noise and he finds himself drowning, like the air was stolen from his lungs.

M/n smirks, relishing in that dumbfounded expression he’s come to like so much. He loves catching Satoru off guard, slipping past the infamous six eyes. He notices the blush, confused at first but then it dawns on him how close they are. His heart speeds up, his breathing coming to a stop and he finds himself drowning, like the air was stolen from his lungs.

~M/n POV~

‘What’s happening to me? I feel frozen, like time stopped entirely. Why is my heart beating so fast?’ My thoughts race as we have a staring contest, neither of us saying a word.

Normally I would be able to read Satoru like an open book but I can’t read him now. That’s not his normal annoyed or shocked look. What is he thinking? Why isn’t he saying anything?

~Satoru POV~

‘My heart feels like it’s going to explode. His gaze, why does his gaze make me feel like this… this warm fuzzy feeling in my chest. When I’m near him it’s like my senses are dulled, like everything else becomes a blur… what is this?’

I feel goosebumps forming on my skin and I don’t think it’s because of the breeze. My heart pounds in my chest like a drum and I finally snap out of my daze and quickly turn away with a very awkward laugh causing M/n to do the same.

This has been happening more often, both of us just getting lost in each other’s gaze but we never address it. We just laugh and move on. I sometimes wish he didn’t move on, I sometimes wish we would address it but it’s probably nothing really.

~3rd POV~

M/n shoves Satoru’s shoulder, the awkwardness quickly dissipating into the blissful calm of the night.

“Come on, we don’t have all night.” M/n says as he walks to their spot on the hill and sits down in the grass.

Satoru glares at him playfully, making a mental note to get back at him for the push, but also mentally scolding himself for getting distracted. He approaches M/n and settles down beside him,

They both lay down, nestled in the soft embrace of nature. The grass is cool, their backs supported by the earth beneath them. They both gaze up at the celestial canopy that seems to stretch infinitely, adorned with a myriad of twinkling stars that paint the night sky with their radiant glow.

They settle into a comfortable silence, simply enjoying each other’s presence. A calm retreat, a break from the busyness of their lives. In this moment they forget their destiny’s and simply exist. Their curious eyes trace the constellations that have adorned the sky for eons, they seem so small and insignificant compared to them but they known how significant they are, as significant as the stars themselves.

Like the stars they will both be shining beacons of hope, hope for humanity, hope for sorcerers.

“My father increased my training today, it was exhausting.” M/n’s whispers, his soft voice carrying a tiredness no 13 year old should have.

“Really? Again? Didn’t he increase it last week?” Satoru asks, his sympathetic voice providing a sense of comfort for M/n because Satoru understands.

“Yeah, he says I need to be stronger to face the evils of the world. He’s always going on about how special I am, how strong I can be. My potential. It’s annoying.” M/n’s tired voice has a bitter edge, the deep resentment he has for his father shining through.

M/n has never had the best relationship with his father and Satoru knows everything in great detail. He knows what a harsh man (f/n) Goto can be. He trains M/n to the point of collapse every day, claiming to be doing this for his own good.

“I’m sorry.” Satoru whispers, turning his head to gaze at M/n. He doesn’t need to say anything else, those two words spoken with such understanding and sincerity nothing else needs to be said. M/n knows he means it wholeheartedly.

M/n turns to gaze at Satoru, a grateful smile on his face. All the tension leaving his body when he gazes at those eyes. “It’s fine, I’ll get through it. How’s your training, I’ve noticed you using your infinity more often.”

Satoru smiles. “I’ve been learning how to keep his active for more than a few hours, I can manage it for around 3 hours without breaks. You should have seen my mother the first time I did it, she told everyone in the clan.”

M/n scoffs. “Of course she told everyone. You’re her little miracle after all.”

“Hey, I am a miracle and three hours is a long time, it still makes me exhausted.”

“Well mister miracle, I never said that it wasn’t impressive, it actually is.”

“Mister miracle? Really?” Satoru asks with a deadpan expression that soon breaks as he starts laughing at the ridiculous nickname.

Satoru’s laughter is contagious, making M/n burst into laughter as well. Both their laughs blending together in the purest of sounds, a symphony of joy.

Their fit of laughter slowly dies down, the echoes carried off by the breeze.

“You are terrible at nicknames M/n.”

“What? Would you prefer if I called you something else? Like Gogo, or jojo, maybe Jogo! Nah, Jogo sounds stupid.”

“Firstly no, secondly why are they all my last name?”

“Alright fine~ and they’re all your second name because I like your first name just the way it is, it’s perfect!”

Satoru looks at M/n like a deer caught in headlights, not expecting that. It’s stupid, those words don’t really mean anything yet they make his heart skip a beat. Perfect, his name is perfect…

M/n gets confused by the blank stare and silence, raising an eyebrow. He tries to tap Satoru on the shoulder but is stopped by a force. He frowns, looking down at his hand that’s mere inches away from Satoru but will never reach. Infinity.

“Oi, why is your infinity on? We aren’t supposed to use our techniques tonight. You’re gonna exhaust yourself and leave me to carry you all the way home… again.” M/n said in an annoyed tone, sitting up and crossing his arms over his chest.

Satoru also sits up, quickly pulled out of his fantasy. He smiles sheepishly, looking down to avoid M/n’s gaze. “Ah… well i just wanted to see if I can do it subconsciously… it is actually taking a lot out of me… even my six eyes is draining…” he mumbles nervously, knowing how M/n gets when he pushes himself too much.

M/n’s frown deepens, he scans Satoru from head to toe, noting how his infinity is still up, seeing the slight bags under his eyes, he was also running slower than usual. He didn’t even bring his glasses, he always forgets his glasses.

M/n doesn’t like Satoru’s infinity, when it’s on he feels like the gap between them suddenly grows and Satoru is out of reach, untouchable. M/n feels a spark deep within his soul, that same pull he felt when they first met. That voice in the back of his head, the one that told him to turn around, it’s telling him to reach out.

A part of him is telling him the gap between them isn’t as big as he thinks. All he has to do is reach out. M/n knows he can bypass Satoru’s infinity, it’s part of his inherited cursed technique. The Gojo and Goto clans are intertwined, and have been since the Golden age. They are extremely similar, both techniques bending reality in some way.

M/n knows of the technique to bypass Satoru’s infinity but he’s never been able to use it, he’s tried but alway failed because it’s too much of a strain on his eyes, his eyes like Satoru is an integral part of his clan. His eyes help control his inherited technique, without the Atomeye he could never hope to control his cursed technique. The cursed technique he’s been struggling with, Distortion.

M/n can distort the laws of physics, permitting the user to violate any physical law displaced in the universe. Everything that composes physics including space and time. Satoru’s infinity doesn’t actually stop things, it slows them infinitely, M/n can distort the space and time around himself, creating a barrier of complete nonexistent, nothing can pass this barrier because nothing can exist within it, not even Satoru’s infinity.

M/n takes a deep breath, concentrating his cursed energy into his hand, by focusing on one part of his body he could maybe sustain the technique for a while. He focuses on the feeling of non-existence, clearing his mind of all thoughts. He slowly reaches out, his movements slow and unsure.

Will he be stopped again? Is the gap between them only growing larger? Just a year ago they were on the same level. Now it feels like he can’t catch up. He can’t fall behind. He can’t be left behind. Not even infinity can stop him.

Satoru freezes when he feels a gentle hand on his shoulder. The touch feels like fire in his veins, it burns with an indescribable warmth, making his skin prickle with goosebumps. He is absolutely sure he had his infinity up, he was using it. Nothing can get past his infinity, only-

“Satoru…”

Satoru slowly turns his head towards M/n. That soft, gentle purr of his name compelling him, drawing him in. Like a damn sirens call and he’s helpless, unable to resist.

M/n forced himself to steady his voice, trying not to react when his technique finally works.

Their eyes meet and Satoru can feel his infinity slipping, exhaustion slowly creeping up on him and the way M/n looks at him isn’t helping. That soft look in his eyes that tells him he’s safe, that he can relax. It always manages to disarm him.

“Turn it off.”

Satoru finds himself nodding, offering no resistance as he turns his infinity off. His eyes slowly start to droop, a yawn escaping his lips without his consent. He doesn’t want M/n to know how exhausted he is and he doesn’t want to fall asleep when this is the only time they have together.

M/n sighs softly, turning his own technique off. He can tell how tired Satoru is so he won’t pester him with a lecture. Instead he slowly pushes Satoru back down on the grass, lying back down beside him. Satoru once again offers no resistance and quickly succumbs to his exhaustion.

He didn’t realise how tired he was until now. Satoru’s eyes flutter closed and he unconsciously scoots closer to M/n, craving his warmth. He lays his head on M/n’s shoulder, draping one arm over his chest, curling up to his side.

M/n’s breath hitches in his throat and he looks down at Satoru with wide eyes. His heart thumps wildly in his chest it feels like it’s going to explode. He tenses up slightly, his arms hovering awkwardly in the air because he doesn’t know what to do, this is the first time this happened.

The longer M/n stares at Satoru’s peaceful expression the more relaxed he becomes. His arms slowly lower, one wrapping around Satoru’s waist and the other under his head. His heart calms down and he sighs, feeling the gap between them disappear.

M/n knows they can’t stay out here for long, both of them having to be home before anyone figures out they’re gone in the first place but he can’t bring himself to disturb Satoru and he’s also a bit tired himself. His eyes slowly flutter closed and he allows sleep to overtake him.

Two God’s lay atop a hill, wrapped in each other’s comforting embrace. The infinity between them now non-existent. They slumber under the moons watchful gaze, separated from the complexities of their existence, shielded from reality even if just for a moment.

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milkb0nny · 1 year

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Hey! Do you write for Jing Yuan?

If so, can I request something where he is just to busy for his lover, and when reader finally gets the chance to talk to him he just kinda not paying attention.

Thank you 🙏

🤍 𝑱𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒀𝒖𝒂𝒏 𝒏𝒆𝒈𝒍𝒆𝒄𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒔/𝒐'𝒔 𝒏𝒆𝒆𝒅𝒔

note: Thank you sm for your request! I love these kind of requests since it's fun to combine angst with fluff. I'll give it a heartwarming ending. 🤍

characters: Jing Yuan

content: scenario, Jing Yuan ignoring s/o's feelings, angst, fluff, gn!/reader

warning: argument between lovers, not proofread

🍃...

You've been craving your man since days now. You rarely see him and even in bed, the time you always share together, he doesn't cuddle with you. It's not a secret he's fed up with work and has a lot of responsibility to take care of but where are you?

It started when he came home very late, immediately jumping into bed without giving you a graceful kiss. Normally the first thing he does is compliment on how beautiful you look but now he doesn't even look at you. It pains you. Are you invisible now? Does he have someone new he cherishes more than you? But you're his partner!

It got worse when Jing Yuan didn't eat the food you made. You always put so much effort in it. You prepare his favorite meals with so much love and care. Now he doesn't bother to eat three full spoons. What's up with him? Does he notice?

In the morning he wakes up really early and is at work before your first eye opens. You won't hear from him until the late evening. Not even a short message will arrive your phone.

His neglectful behavior hurts you and your self esteem. Are you ugly? Are you too less? Is there something wrong with you? Do you smell bad? Is your food horrible?

Does he still love you?

The past days you're dealing with inner trouble, no peace settling and only hurtful thoughts. You feel alone among so many people. You asked friends what Jing Yuan does all day and either they don't know or answer with "he's working as usual". You're questioning so many things. Can't Fu Xuan help him? She's always there to take care of his missions.

Even if she already does, can't you help him? Why doesn't he ask for help if he's so busy? Why doesn't he accept the care you're desperately trying to give him? It hurts so much. You're lonely, no one really gets your feelings. Most of your friends only suggest to wait for a quieter time but when will a single peaceful day come? Seemingly never!

You can't live with the feeling of being not enough and you decide to talk to him. He doesn't appreciate you or what you're trying to give him. It makes you mad. If he doesn't want you he should just tell you and not handle you like trash. You're not invisible and you have a right to be loved. The only confidence left in you took over and made you approach your tall, busy man.

"Jing Yuan. We need to talk."

Your first words when he steps in the door, late at night, already bother him. He ignores you, changing his shoes, taking his jacket off and passing you without a single eye on you.

"Jing Yuan! We need to talk! Now!" You shout as he seems to be actively avoiding you. You grab his hand and with a little strength turn him around. He now looks at you the first time in the past week. His eyebrows raise.

"Whats up, y/n? It's late. I need to get up very early tomorrow morning." He isn't fond of you robbing his sleeping time. You don't care though as he didn't care for you the past week.

You scoffed in disbelief how little attention he spend you. "I'm sorry?! For what do you have to work soooo much that you can't even notice me?" You're mad. You wave your hands in front of his face, furious with his attidue. "Hello?! Can't you see me?! I'm right here!"

"Yeah I do see you and now?!" He gets mad as well. His eyebrows depended and his expression changed. Usually he's a calm, collected and caring boyfriend but now he's not Jing Yuan. He's someone else.

"No you don't! You didn't see me the whole week. I was invisible to you!" You feel tears shooting up your eyes as your emotions come up so fast.

"What are you trying to say, y/n? I did see you, we sleep in one bed? I'm just really busy with work-"

You can't hear his repeating excuses and break him off. Now tears run down your cheeks and you try to meet his gaze.

"No. No you don't. You ignored the food today as well. Yesterday too. The day before too. You don't give me a nice word, or a kiss, or a look, or a whatever. You don't! You don't! You don't!" You step back. You're mad. Hurt. Anxious.

"No, you're getting a wrong message, y/n." He comes a little closer but he still doesn't understand what's up with you. Why are you so mad out of a sudden?

"So you're telling me my emotions are lying? Or my eyes? If I get the wrong message it may be because the sender sends a wrong message! It's not my fault you're being hurtful and neglecting." You sit down in a chair and make yourself tiny. Your head rests on your knees and tears roll down, hitting the ground. Is he stupid or does he want to hurt you even more? You want to vanish from this room, this house and this planet.

Silence ruled between you. Jing Yuan reflected the past week. He can't remember any outfit of yours, not even the food you made. Normally it's so easy for him to recall memories he loves. He forgot how the feeling how your lips caused butterflies in his stomach. He forgot of your soft smile warms his heart. He didn't see you smile the week. He didn't see you at all.

Seeing you bawl your eyes out, crying in pain and sobbing in suffer he noticed how he has let you alone. He wasn't there for you at all. And the worse thing is he didn't even take you seriously when you had the courage to tell him.

He comes a little closer. You feel his big, gentle hand on your shoulder but to you it feels like a burn.

"I apologize."

It sounds honest but you can't believe him. What is an apology? It won't heal your inner dissatisfaction and it won't solve your insecurities.

"I'm so sorry, my love."

He apologizes again. His forehead meets yours and you feel his soft hair. His smell. His warmth. It hurts you so much.

Jing Yuan picks you up from the chair as you wouldn't make a move. He walks into your bedroom and lays you down in the bed. You're still crying but it lessens. He drags you into his arms, petting your head carefully.

"I'll pay more attention.. Thank you for being so brave to open my eyes, my love." Some tears leave his eyes and you feel them dripping down on you. Jing Yuan rarely cries. It is a sign to you how sorry he feels.

"I'll take you with me tomorrow, y/n. I won't leave you alone again. I'm so sorry!"

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areislol · 1 year

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he looks just like a dream..

neteyam, lo’ak, tsu’tey x human! reader

ft— neteyam, lo’ak, tsu’tey warnings— tsu’tey is still alive. them being (maybe) OOC, (not a warning but it contains playing with tails, touching their ears and marks, admiring them.) reader’s height is 5′ foot and taller, established relationship!! whole lot of fluff. the glowing leaves/plants are still alive. a/n— first avatar post soooo... i need me some tall, blue alien catboy in my life ykwim? also no recommended songs for this :( !!! a new format for the avatar series/hcs so yea. hope you enjoy! synopsis— bored, you want to see your lover, so with the help of a little girl you find them, and they let you do whatever you want to them.

today was just like the other days since you’ve arrived at Pandora, staying at a unit where grace and norm used to be at then moving to the metkayina clan. you’d go out with your mask on just to see the kids and of course, them.

but today it felt, boring. like the other half of you was missing, even with all the children around you couldn’t help but feel half empty.

well, that was because they weren’t there with you in the morning AND afternoon.

they had gone out hunting, leaving you alone with the others.

you were pouting there and then, sometimes zoning out, thinking about them.

then, while you were zoning out a little girl came up to you, alwey. that was her name

“y/n? are you okay?” alwey spoke, putting her hand on your thigh, giving you a look of concern.

“hm? oh! yes, yes im fine. don’t worry about me alwey. shouldn’t you be with the others?” you answer while giving her a small smile.

alwey stares at you, she shyly looks away before looking at you again, “i.. i wanted to see you..” alwey muttered.

you smile softly at her before lifting her up and setting her on your leg

“is that so?” you say while grinning before ticking her, a fit of squeals and giggles break out of her mouth.

you puts her hand on your arm which prompts you to stop, her laughter dies down.

“y/n.. i wanted to say, when i saw you, you looked sad. i called your name two times and you weren’t responding to me! what’s wrong?” alwey mentioned.

you stare at alwey for a good few seconds before sighing in defeat, “i really can’t keep secrets with you can i?”

you tell alwey about how you feel lonely, you feel like you’re selfish, wanting to see them everyday, every hour, minute and second.

alwey listens to you ranting, when you stop, she speaks.

“you’re not selfish y/n!! i like someone and i want to see them all the time but my dad doesn’t want me too.. wait.. you said he went to go hunting?”

you nod, her eyes light up and a grin appears on her lips, “my big bro went hunting too!! maybe he’s with them? they went... i think that way!”, alwey points to your left.

you sit up, but not before setting down alwey, you hug her tightly and give her a kiss on her temple, “oh thank you alwey! i owe you.” you say before running off to the direction alwey pointed to.

you finally reached the area where you see him and his friends/hunting partners talking

you wait until he is sort of alone and go up to him.

tapping him on his shoulder, he turns around, surprised to see you.

neteyam x human! reader

“Y/n? what are you doing here?” neteyam mutters before ushering you more into the forest, looking right and left to make sure nobody saw you. You give him a smile in return, “guys! im going to go uh, go somewhere okay?” neteyam shouts, when he hears a confirmative he turns you around and making you walk to a place further from where you two are, him following right behind you. After walking for a bit, neteyam puts his hand on your shoulder, “y/n? you still haven’t answered my question you know.” you turn around and look up to face neteyam, he sighs. “nothing bad happened right? everyone’s fine?” he questions, looking you up and down to make sure that you weren’t injured or anything. “I’m fine neteyam, just wanted to see you is all.” you reply, giving him a big smile before hugging him. god you’re so adorable! you’re killing him you know? he looks down at you, his arms are awkwardly right beside where your chest is. his arms are slightly splayed out, but upon you hugging him more tightly he wraps his arms around your shoulders. You two have hugged many times but neteyam is still always so nervous, shy and awkward when it comes to physical touch. But he doesn’t mind giving. Neteyam could feel you smiling once he hugged you back, “so you came out here, all on your own, just to hug me?” he asks, a grin appearing on his face. You tilt your head up a little bit to face neteyam before nodding, “think we could maybe rest somewhere.. where there’s no one? only us?” you ask, neteyam cocks his head to the side, “you’ve been out for hours today, i know this might sound selfish but i want to hang out with you everyday. i want to see your face, to hug you, to play with you,” you pause for a second but resume once he gives you a nod. “And today i.. well, like i said, you’ve been gone for too long!!” you blurt out, placing your head on his abdomen as let out a sigh, this was embarrassing. A few hard second passes by, suddenly you hear neteyam chuckling. You look up and see him laughing, he squeezes you even more tightly. You pout, “What’s so funny?” you ask, still staring at neteyam, waiting for an answer. Neteyam was still laughing, but once he sees you staring right at him, he immediately stops laughing, “okay okay! listen, we can go to a place with nobody..”, satisfied with your response, you let go of his body. “But why?” neteyam questions, you shrug your shoulders—”why not?” you answer, he rolls his eyes playfully and out of nowhere he picks you up quickly bridal style and starts to run, you shriek and demanded to why he picked you up out of nowhere. “You wanted to go somewhere with nobody right? im bringing you to that place!” neteyam answers, you see him grinning, you then turn your attention to trying not to fall, your arms were around his neck and his hands were on your back and legs, you screamed that if he dropped you he was going to “pay!!”, as if neteyam would ever let you fall. Only an idiot would let someone like you fall. After a few minutes neteyam stops, you’re aware he has stopped but you don’t let go. Not yet anyways. “You can let go of me now, you know that right?” and with that you’re left flustered and let go of neteyam, he slowly and carefully helps you by lowering you down, his hands still on your back. Once you got down you took in your view, bright fluorescent colors on the leaves and ground. Each step you took, it looked like stepping into the ocean, ripples would appear. You’ve seen them before, but you can help but gasp in amazement and awe at your sight, You also noticed that it was getting dark, no wonder why the fluorescent lights on the leaves were illuminating and glowing brightly. You turned around and see neteyam just standing there, admiring you, when you noticed that he was just there, standing, looking at you, you gave him a shy smile and turned back, touching the leaves, it lit up, you started to slap all of the leaves (just like what jake did) and giggled. It was one of those things that even though you’ve experienced it before, felt it or had it, you would never get enough of it. Neteyam still stood there, watching your every move, how the lights shined just as bright as the leaves, you looked gorgeous. beautiful, ethereal. You still wanted to look at the lights more but you forgot that a special someone was also with you, you turn around but suddenly your head bumps something, like a wall. It was neteyam. He was standing right behind you, you almost fell from the hit but neteyam was quick to catch you. You rubbed your head, groaning in pain. “Are you okay y/n? Oh im so sorry!” he cried out, putting his hand over yours which was on your forehead, you give him a small smile and mutter a “i’m okay”, his eyebrows were furrowed, he looked tense. You reassured him that you were okay but insisted that you weren’t and how your forehead was quite red, redder than usual. he sits down and sets you down on his lap, you’re facing towards him, occasionally he stares at your forehead, making sure that it’s not swelling or anything, and to say the least... he felt guilty. I mean, his job is to protect you and make sure you’re not harmed! even if it’s just a scratch. And no matter how many times you reassure him, he’s always insisting that he go hunt something for you or do something for you. And as always, he’s doing it right now. “Y/n, im really sorry, i’ll be more careful next time and i won’t stand right behind you.” neteyam mumbles, “for the last time neteyam, im fine! it doesn’t hurt anymore i swear.” you place your hand on his chest, staring at him. Neteyam is unsure, but sooner or later he gives in, he didn’t want to make you mad or annoyed. You lay on his chest, hearing his heartbeat. You and neteyam didn’t speak, not yet. It was a comfortable silence, when, you had a thought. You quickly sat up and looked at neteyam. Neteyam was quietly and peacefully thinking, when he felt a sudden movement, he opened his eyes and looked down at you. You opened your mouth to speak, but closed it once you realized how stupid your request was. Neteyam noticed this and tapped your arm, which of course caught your attention, he cocks his head to the side, you sigh. “Can i... can i touch your ears?” you ask, “I know it’s a stupid question but i’ve always wanted to..”, no reply. You took his silence for a no and pout, but before you could say anything he cut you off with a “sure,”, you perk up. “But why?”, honestly, you wanted the ground to swallow you whole right there and then. It would be embarrassing to tell the truth of why you wanted to touch his ears, it’s like asking another human being if they could touch their ears. But that’s the thing, Neteyam isn’t, your kind. The na’vi’s ears are different, you’ve always been intrigued. “It’s just.. different from my kind. And im curious.” you quickly say before straddling his lap and getting a bit more closer, personal space? never heard of it. You tell neteyam to slink back a bit, just so his face was meeting yours, once that was done you started to poke and touch his ears, you touched the point of his ears. It was a bit weird at first, neteyam was tense. You noticed this and told him that you’d be quick, neteyam shook his head “it’s fine.” Neteyam kept his eyes on your face, you didn’t mind. You could feel his gaze but didn’t say anything or do anything, and again, is was silent. It wasn’t an uncomfortable silence, rather, it was comfortable. After touching his ears, you asked him if you could touch his marks, without even thinking he immediately said “sure”, you didn’t pay any mind to this, you just gave him a smile and a peck on his cheek. Your fingers lightly graze the darker blue marks on his face, arms and chest. When your finger first touched his mark he shivered. Not because he was ticklish or anything, it was because of the intimacy, sure you two have touched each other there and then (not like that.) but not like this, this was on purpose. The other times it was just by accident or by instinct, this however, was on purpose. He watched as your mouth curved into an “O” when you first touched his arm(mark), a brief “ooo”’ will occasionally come out there and then. You’re so cute. For neteyam, these markings were normal, everybody had them, but for you, they were unique, humans didn’t have these marks. His eyes softened, his gaze was tender and gentle. His yellow eyes never leaving your face. First it was his ears, then markings, then it was his fangs, then tail. He wondered why you’d want to touch his tail but then again, you weren’t like his kind, so he obliged happily. You went to his side where his tail was and grabbed it, it was soft, really, really soft. You brought it to where you were and observed it up and down, you stroked his tail, Neteyam still had his eyes on you, While stroking his tail you heard a low grumbling sound, it came from neteyam. He was... purring. He’s so cute!! you thought. He looked like he was in peace, his eyes were closed, and while the tail was in your hold it started to waver up and down, it slapped the ground and went up (like a lion’s tail), it did so for a few seconds. You let out an “eep!” when the tail slaps your hand, it wasn’t a very harsh slap so you didn’t mind. “Neteyam?” you called, no reply. You poke and prod at his cheeks but nothing, then you realize he’s sleeping. Little snores escape his mouth, you chuckle and moved yourself into a position where you’re right next to him on his side, you leaned your head next to neteyam’s and drifted off to sleep. His tail occasionally slapping the floor and flicking up before stopping to curl around your waist.

lo’ak x human! reader

“What are you doing here y/n?” lo’ak asks while eyeing you and looking behind you, seeing if maybe someone was following you, making you feel unsafe. “Just wanted to see you.” you say, looking behind lo’ak your eyes land on a couple of his hunting friends, that’s when you remember he went hunting. “hm.. how was the hunt? catch anything?” you question, looking up at him. Lo’ak breaks eye contact with you and looks to his side. Although he doesn’t say anything, you knew that it meant ‘no’, his face drooped once you asked that question so you don’t any other questions relating to hunting. But, without saying anything you gesture lo’ak to kneel down so that both of your faces meet. You cup his cheeks with your hands and make him look at you, “listen lo’ak, it’s fine if you haven’t caught anything yet. You’re still you know.. new to hunting. It’ll take some time and practice but i know that you’ll do it. I know you’ll catch something.” you said encouragingly, staring deep into his eyes. Lo’ak stared at you, taking in all the things you said to him. you know that he’ll do it. When he replays that sentence in his mind a smile slowly creeps onto his face, Your hands are still cupping his cheeks, you notice how he’s staring at you, he’s smiling like a mad man. He’s zoning out. Not only that, lo’ak is also thinking about when you gestured him to kneel down, you did that just to cup his face, to encourage him, to tell him that you had faith in him. Oh how he was so grateful that he had you in his life. But he snapped out of his trance after you shook him lightly (at first) and then shook him a bit more harder. Lo’ak blinked a few times before realizing that your face is extremely close to his. His eyes widen and pulls back a bit, “you okay lo’ak?” you ask, lo’ak nods and apologizes. After hearing him apologize, you pull him in for a kiss. It was a small and gentle kiss, nothing rough and deep. No way. “Lo’ak! you ready?” one of lo’ak’s hunting partner yell out, instinctively he swiftly places himself in front of you to cover your figure. Lo’ak turns around and gives him a nod. “You guys go first, i need to do something!” lo’ak yelled before rushing you deeper into the forest but not too far from the reef. You two were probably a few feet away from the reef. You and lo’ak sit down, using the tree’s trunk to lean on, “so, you just came here to see me? that’s it?” lo’ak says, turning his head to stare at you, feeling his gaze you turned your head to look at him, you nod, “yea of course, why not?”. “You wanted to see me that bad?” he says jokingly, a smirk appearing on his face. Lo’ak expects you to shy away, what he doesn’t expect is your response which is nothing like what he thought you’d say or react like. “I want to see you everyday.” you mumble. Lo’ak pauses for a second, taking that in. It’s normal for “mates” or, lovers in your term, to miss their loved one. He never knew if you truly loved/missed him or not, he’d never doubt you though, sometimes his insecurities creep around. But with your words it seemed like all his insecurities and worries disappeared. A light red hue appears on his cheeks, his ears tilted downwards, his tail started to sway side to side. Adorable. You suddenly perk up, almost snapping lo’ak out of whatever he was in, you stare intently at his features, his ears, tail, markings, fangs(when he yawned), but mainly his tail. It’s not everyday you see another kind that’s kind of like a cat. Lo’ak notices how you seem to be focusing on his ears, tails and his... mouth? “Y/n?” lo’ak says, you stop admiring his features and look up, you quirk your eyebrows and ask ‘what’s wrong’. Lo’ak is hesitant to ask you at first but reluctantly gives in. “What.. what are you staring at? i know you’re looking at my ears and tail, my mouth and my.. arms.” upon hearing this your eyes widen, were you that obvious? But it made sense at the same time, it was just you and him so he’d be distracted by nothing but you and well... there is a thing where people can sense when others are looking at them. You avoid eye contact with lo’ak due to embarrassment at first but after a few seconds and thinking, you maintain your eye contact again. “lo’ak, i was wondering if it was okay if i could touch.. them? touch your ears and tail and you know?” you say, looking at his face to see any signs that he’s weirded out or just a plain ‘no.” But nothing changes. His face remains the same other than him blinking, lo’ak smiles and gives you a nod. You’re surprised but say no more!! Lo’ak absolutely loves the idea of you playing with the features that humans don’t have, it makes him feel special, like he’s not the others even though he’s the same kind just like everyone on Pandora. You chose him, and he chose you. So why not allow you to touch him? He remains still, letting you touch his ears, letting you admire the way it points, and when you start to graze and touch his marks on his arm he jolts. Your touch is so gentle, you’ve always been so nice and caring to lo’ak, never touching him roughly, never raising your voice at him and guiding him during hard times. You look at lo’ak, you ask if everything’s fine, he nods and tells you to go on. And with that answer you resume to tracing his marks, you were hesitant to trace the marks on his chest but with a nod you continue on. You then moved onto his tail. He wasn’t so hesitant about letting you touch his tail, he didn’t mind, he grew up with one just like everybody, so, he was unfazed when you asked him if you could stroke his tail, and was confused when you were ecstatic when he said ‘yes’. When you told him about how if you just touched someone’s tail or an animals tail they would freak out and bite you. Depends on their background, aggressiveness and hospitalities. Sometimes, he still wonders if you ask permission to the animals if you could touch their tails. Still confused. You were like a child, playing with his tail, softly touching his tail, playing with the ball like fluff on the tip of the tail. Lo’ak was smiling the entire time you touched his tail and traced his marks. It felt intimate, not sexually. He found it adorable how you were so amused by just a tail, it was as if you’ve seen them, and wanted to touch them but felt that it would be too weird to ask or weird in general(the “as if” was very true..). Slowly but surely, it started to get darker, after yawning a couple of times lo’ak got up and picked you up, you were shocked at first from the sudden movement but when questioning where he was taking you two, you eased up. He was taking you two to the reef, where you two could sit down and admire the view. “this would be the perfect way to end the day.” lo’ak added at the end. Once you and lo’ak reach the reef he sets you down carefully and sits down, you too, sit down. There were still some others around but they weren’t too close to you two. Your feet splayed out on the sun, looking at the sun setting, the glistening water was breathtaking. That was one of the best things about moving with the metkayina clan. Their ocean, was gorgeous, the aquatic animals that live in the ocean were beautiful in nature. Lo’ak was right, this was the best way to end the day, it will always be when your leaning on his arm, and his tail hugging you closely.

tsu’tey x human! reader

“Y/n why are you... what are you doing here?” tsu’tey mumbles, looking down at you, who’s smiling brightly. “Nothing!” you reply, still smiling ever so brightly, you were just happy to see tsu’tey. Tsu’tey eyes you and stops for a second, thinking about what he was going to do now. Tsu’tey doesn’t bother to hide you, he was training some of the new hunters and was leading them, helping them track some of the local animals, giving them tips and tactics. He stops thinking though, when he sees you looking at someone or something behind him to the side, it was one of the boys he was training. You’re still looking behind him, but once he sees you giving whom he thought was one of the boys he was training, a smile, he turns around and yep, he was right. It was ru’ko. Ru’ko was returning your smile when he saw tsu’tey staring daggers at him, his smile faded but it was still there, it was like an awkward smile now. Before ru’ko turned around tsu’tey had given him a nod of direction to set the boys off for the day. Ru’ko saw and yelled out to the rest of the hunters to go now, he then ran off to supposedly to his friends and walked off. Now it was just you and tsu’tey. Once the boys were out of sight tsu’tey turned his head and looked back down. You were already looking up at him. Tsu’tey observed you once again, but this time asking if you were okay and if anything happened to the people or you. You shook your head to indicate that you and the people were fine and weren’t hurt, he sighed in relief. “I just wanted to see you.” you say out of the blue. You stare at tsu’tey, wanting to get a reaction out of him you go on about how you felt today, how you were so bored and wanted to see him, hang out with him. Every time you spoke about how you wanted to see him, how you wanted to talk to him and embrace him, how you missed him so much made his heart pound faster and faster. Once you were done with your rambling you looked up at him, he was staring right back at you and you noticed how his expressions looked soft, a small, soft smile was on his face, his pupils were dilated, he truly looked like he was in love. To say the least, it’s true, he is in love. Terribly in love. His ears were tilted downwards, his tail was swaying side to side, was he happy? but that was beside the point. He looked so adorable right now. Out of nowhere, tsu’tey kneels down and places his much larger hand on your shoulder and kisses your forehead, “I missed you as well, my love.” Upon hearing tsu’tey say “my love” your knees buckled and felt like jelly, you almost fell but luckily tsu’tey caught you quickly. Although you were looking down, you could feel that tsu’tey was grinning, he knew what he was doing to you. From the corner of your eye you see something swishing, it’s what you assume is his tail. You turn to your right to see more clearly if it’s tail, and it is. You already knew it was (kind of) since you see his tail everyday, swishing when he’s near you. You never really paid much attention to their tails, it was apart of them and you never dared to ask them questions about their tails. It was only now that you realized how soft it looked. Sure you’ve felt it curl around your body or waist when sleeping next to him but you never actually touched it on purpose, even when dating, you felt that it was too weird to ask if you touch his tail. Well, that was until now. You couldn’t hold in the feeling of wanting to grab that tail and smother your face with it. Once you stood straight tsu’tey followed where you eyes stared at only to see that you’re staring at his tail. His tail swiftly flicks to the other side, where you couldn’t see it. When his tail is out of your sight you look up and see that tsu’tey is glaring at you, but really he’s just inspecting your face. You pout and whine, wanting to look at his tail, tsu’tey takes notice of this, “you, want to see my tail?” he questions, and that stops your whining. In all honesty, this was most likely your one and only chance to ask him that one question you’ve always longed to ask for. You nod. At first, tsu’tey is hesitant, your eyes observe his face, looking for any signs of discomfort. You and tsu’tey are lovers mates, But not once did you ever ask him any questions like this. He pauses, thinking if he should let you, but then again, it wouldn’t hurt him or anybody so.. he allows you to do so!! You’re smiling ear to ear when he gives you an “okay :)”, it was certainly an odd request, but seeing how happy you looked when he gave you a confirmative, made his decision to allow you to touch his tail make him not regret it. Tsu’tey found you cute how you were so mesmerized by something that was normal for him and the others. He loved how curious you were about him, he knew that gradually you would be touching his tail, presumably his ears, markings, fangs(since the “sky people” don’t really have sharp fangs), and his necklace. There were trees everywhere, and if you looked beyond the trees you could see the reef, it was a beautiful sight. Your eyes were still focusing on his tail, it was still. “Sit down y/n” tsu’tey spoke, you nodded. You and tsu’tey sat down in front of a thick tree, you sat beside him, moving to your side to start playing with his tail, tsu’tey’s tail flicked up and down, tickling your arm and thighs which made you giggle. If only you could see how love struck tsu’tey looked right now. What a shame. You stroked his tail softly, afraid of hurting him. You absolutely loved the fluffy part at the tip of the tail, it was fluffy and felt like silk but a bit rougher, it felt nice to the touch. Tsu’tey was staring at you the entire time, how you were extremely close to him, your smaller hands grazing his tail, seeing your smile on your face made him smile, it always happens when you smile, when you smile, he smiles. Whilst playing with his tail you brought it up to inspect it closely, you looked to the side of the fluffy tip part of the tail where you saw his marking on his shoulder and chest. That caught your attention, everything you’ve always wanted to feel, touch or see up close from the very first time you saw the na’vi’s now all came into your brain. “Tsu’tey.. can i touch your markings?” you say while pointing at the markings on his shoulder. Tsu’tey follows where your finger is pointing at and realizes what you’re talking about, he looks back at you and gives you a small nod. You thank him and this time you’re on your knees, tracing the marks on his shoulder, down to his arm and some on his chest. Tsu’tey would be lying if he told you that it didn’t felt nice. It felt.. way too intimate, but he loved every second of it. What you don’t notice is how he has a small yet noticeable smile appearing on his face. Sooner or later you tell tsu’tey to go down a bit, he’s confused but complies, he then feels your hands prodding at his ears, tracing every curve of his ear, Seeing the small tear on his right ear you ask him how that happened. “An arrow. Luckily their aim was bad.” he says nonchalantly, with that answer you giggled, continuing to touch his ear. You occasionally peck his nose or cheek to give him some attention even though you already were. You stopped pecking him for a second, you were looking at his necklace now, you point at the bones on his necklace and question about how he got them, in return, tsu’tey gives you a smile and tells you how those were the bones of his first animal that he hunted. Letting out an “oooo” you ask more questions, how old was he when he first hunted his first animal? what was his first animal? tsu’tey answered every single one of them. The first animal he hunted was a hexapede, and the bones of the hexapede are the very ones on his necklace. How he was 14 when he was first taught to hunt. You pointing at the bones prompted him to talk more about his necklace. What is was made out of, the significance, the meaning, and why. Tsu’tey points and explains about everything you need to know, he loves it when you’re really interested in what he’s speaking about and how you ask questions after he’s doing speaking. Tsu’tey pointing and explaining goes on for a bit, But after seeing that the sun was setting and the sky was getting darker, you both agreed on going home now, so you and tsu’tey got up and started to make your way to the others. In the middle of your walk you’re suddenly being picked up by tsu’tey in bridal style, you instinctively squeal and wrap your arms around his neck, tsu’tey chuckles and keeps on walking. You were thankful he did that though, your legs were much more nimble and smaller than his, you turned your head to look at the sunset. It was beautiful. You turn your head back around and bury your head in his chest. After walking for a bit you were getting tired, yawning there and then. The sky was almost dark now. Your sleepiness and heavy eyelids soon took over, Your body went limp, your arms were still around his neck but he could feel it loosening. Tsu’tey’s eyes widen and he looked at your face, he was terrified, did you just die? but upon seeing your closed eyelids and your mouth agape, small and low snores escaping your mouth. His heart stopped pounding rapidly. It gradually went back to its normal state. When you woke up, You were inside your marui, Laying on its material. You could feel someone’s arm wrapped around you, turning around you see tsu’tey fast asleep. Your lips curve into a small smile, brushing your thumbs on his cheeks, you took off your mask and quickly gave him a kiss on his lips while cupping his cheeks, you put your mask back on and fall asleep in his arms, warm and comfortable, waiting for another day with tsu’tey.

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Hi, how are you? I hope you're fine! May I request a hc on how Poseidon and Buddha (separately) would react if they realized their partner (gn reader) is jealous of them with a friend of theirs? (a silly jealousy, nothing toxic)

By the way, I like your art, congratulations on your skills! 🥺💕

Thank you 🥺 It does feel nice when someone compliments my art as well. I worked hard for years and I still makes mistakes but it's ok,I love drawing ^^

Anyway,thanks so so soooo much for waiting

POSEIDON AND BUDDHA'S S/O BEING JEALOUS

Poseidon doesn't understand why you would be jealous in the first place.

You're not an annoying fan and the god appreciates how calm you are compared to them.

-Once he realizes that you are not jealous of his fans but of a friend he would just talk about it with you.

He doesn't sound annoyed, and he gets that sometimes you may feel a bit lonely without him.

Especially if you don't see him for days.

-His chest would actually swell with contempt to know you're so in love with him.

His reaction would chuckled right in front of you, he would then stop once he sees you being upset about it. Buddha would be chill about it, after all a little bit of jealously means that you care.

-Suggests you to keep it light because he's worried you might get too distressed if you get too jealous. It's not healthy for the relationship.

-With a kind pat on your shoulders, he promises you to give you as mich attention as you want and that you mean a lot to him.

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emmaiooo · 2 years

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realization.

ayato ignored you after you got married to him out of love. so when he comes up to you with a package, things get out of hand.

(Not proofread 😭😭)

Part 2 !!

Ayato never paid attention to you. He wouldn't look you in the eye, he wouldn't even try to spark a conversation when you sat together for dinner. Dinner with ayato is very rare, he is so busy that he can't even stop and chat with anyone. Working himself until he fainted on that desk. so, you, his wife he used to cherish so dearly, got ignored. But that doesn't bother you right? You got Ayaka and thoma to spend time with you so you shouldn't feel lonely at all! But you can't help but feel a little bit lonely whenever you spend time with Ayaka and thoma.

For the first time in forever, he came up to you. “dear, can you please deliver something for me?” he said. oh so it’s just some delivery. “Sure ayato.” you took the package and looked at the tag. It was for lumine. The word lumine wrote on the tag made your stomach turn upside down. Was he seeing someone else behind your back? Is that why he had no time for you?

But you still went to deliver the package when you would have thrown it in the lake and confronted ayato.

“Hm there seems to be no address on this tag.” you looked bringing it up. “Hey, pretty lady.” you heard someone behind you. You turn around quickly alarmed. The fatui agent chuckled, “why don't you show me what's in the package?” he said, bringing his hands toward you. “Stay away,” you said, bringing your package close to your chest. Why are you refusing? This is a good chance to throw away the package once and for all! Why are you still protecting it? “Give it to me, woman. I don't have all day,” he said, taking out his weapon. “No! Leave me alone!” you tried to run away, but the agent was much faster. “Give it to me!” he said, pushing you down. “Ah!” you fell to the ground, “i will never give you this package!” Why are you protecting this package? Why? “Don’t make me force you!” he yelled.

It has been an hour, and you never let go of the package. You got beaten up badly, and the agent is still going. “Why aren’t you giving up?” he said, in frustration. “HEY. WHAT ARE YOU DOING TO HER.” a familiar woman yelled. It was lumine. “Crap.” the fatui agent gave you one last beating and you accidentally let go of the package for lumine. “h-HEY!” you tried to yell out but a sharp pain hit you. “Hey are you ok?” lumine asked, looking concerned. “T-that package was for you-he got away-” you started to lose your conscience, blacking out before you got back up. “H-hey!” lumine said, trying to shake you. “Paimon thinks you should take y/n back to the kamisato estate!” paimon said as lumine hunched you over behind her back. “Yea we gotta get her treated immediately, look at her! She's full of wounds.” Paimon nodded in agreement.

You woke up to see Ayato's face, clearly angry. “A-ayato?” you looked at him, wondering why he looks so mad. “ugh, what the hell y/n! I trusted you with one package. ONE. and you still managed to lose it to some low fatui agent! And look at you, all beaten up. This could've been avoided if you paid attention to your surroundings!” he said, looking more angry. Why is he so angry? It's just a package..right? “Brother-you shouldn’t be too harsh with y/n, she just recovered. “But that package had our plans to invade the fatui site! She completely threw it into jeopardy! She messed up all our plans and revealed it to the fatui!” he argued back to his sister. So that's what it was about. The reason why he was so mad. “I-i'm sorry- '' you said struggling to find your words. “You’re not. Stop acting pitiful when it is all your fault. You caused this.” he spit out. He exited out the door.

you started sobbing and letting everything out. You just couldn’t stop. He put all the blame on you. He knew you were visionless and powerless but still gave you this extremely important package. “Hey y/n, are you ok?” Ayaka rubbed your back as you let it all out. “The lord didn't mean it, please don't take it too seriously.” thoma tried to comfort you. “I'm so done with this, i'm so sick of all of this. It's so pressuring and upsetting. I just want to spend time with my husband. I don't even know why I married him!” you said crying. “y/n..don’t say that.” Ayaka said, shocked by your words. “No ayaka, I need to say this. I’m going to file for divorce. I’m done with this life, I won't cause any misfortune anymore to the kamisato clan.” you sobbed, trying to control your tears only to be met with more.

Little do you know, ayato was right out of the door, shocked by what you said. He was silent. He didn't know what to say. He just left you and ignored you when you needed him the most. He walked back to his room in silence.

The next day, he sees the maids cleaning up and packing up your room. He regularly sees lawyers coming into your half empty room and talking to you about the divorce. “Are you sure my lady? After this divorce you will be nothing but a commoner!” the lawyer said. “It's ok...I would rather be nothing than live this life.” you said sadly. You planned to live in Mondstadt, the city of freedom. You’ve got beidou already preparing the ship for your departure.

Day by day, he sees your room become more empty. Ayato was later presented with the divorce papers. He reluctantly signed, seeing your pained expression, looking at him, begging to be set free from his grip. When he signed, he saw your face in relief. But he could never tell you how much pain this divorce will bring him.

When you walked out of the kamisato estate, he realized everything he’d done wrong. He neglected you, said hurtful words to you, and put the blame on you. He realized it was his fault for the package, knowing that you were visionless and couldn’t defend yourself, he still gave you this important package. Putting you in danger and the whole plan too. He felt regret, he could’ve treated you so much better. At least giving some presents to remind you that he still cares. He even forgot about your birthday and missed it. Everything came to him in a flash. He tried to run after you, trying to find you everywhere. He came to his last realization. He was too late to save the relationship between you and him. You were already on your way to Mondstadt, talking with your new found friend, kazuha.

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One Time For The Birthday Bitch(Trent Alexander-Arnold)*Smut*

A/N: happy bday to me. (trent edition)

Y/N's POV:

My 25th birthday. It's about damn time. I'm bouncing off the walls right now. My birthday hasn't been the most amazing experience for me. Since I was little, anything that could go wrong went wrong on this day. I have a different feeling about this one. It's my first birthday with Trent. He always makes me feel so special on a daily basis. He took a day off today and has been showering me with affection all day, more than usual might I add. Since I moved to Liverpool for him, he's been giving me all the attention in the world. He knows I sacrificed a lot for him, and he's eternally grateful. Adding onto that sacrifice, I've been really homesick. I moved to a new city and left the little friends I had behind and started a whole new life for him.

Anyways, I'm now sitting at my vanity, getting my hair and makeup done by Gene and Kitty, two ladies Trent has hired for the day. (watched Oppenheimer yesterday these were the first two names I thouhgt of) He doesn't want me to lift a finger on 'my special day', so he calls it. I'm chatting away with the two lovely ladies when Trent walks in the room. "Hey, baby." He gives me a kiss on the head as Kitty walks away to grab a brush or something. "Hey, Trent." I tell him, kissing him. "You look lovely." He says, caressing my back, letting the ladies work. I thank him as he sits down on the bed, flicking through the channels on the T.V. "Soooo, are you going to tell me what were doing tonight?" I ask him. He's been keeping it a secret all week, and it's killing me. "Nope." Hey says contently. I let out some grumbles as he continues denying me.

"Oh my god." I say in shock as the girls show me the complete product. "It looks amazing." I say, getting up to hug and thank them. "You're so welcome, love." They say, hugging back. The girls pack up their tools. I show them to the front door and thank them one last time. I shut the door behind them and sigh heavily. I walk towards the couch where Trent has moved to. I plop down next to him. He extends his arm and allows me to rest in his chest. He looks down at me and says, "Whoa." I look up at him and reply, "Whoa?" With a light laugh. "Just you. Whoa. You look incredible, love." He leans down to kiss my red lips. "Can't wait to ruin you tonight." I immediately feel my cheeks get hot. I hide my face into his chest.

9:00 pm

"We should get going, love." Trent says, lightly squeezing my ass, stopping me from grinding on him any further. We got a little carried away. "Can't we just stay home?" I ask him, kissing on his neck. "I promise, when we get home." He says. I get off him slightly disappointed and walk towards my vanity. I fix my lipstick and hair. I look at myself in the mirror. I feel pretty good right now. I'm wearing a little black and red dress and some black Louboutin heels, decked out in diamonds from head to toe. I see Trent behind me in the reflection. He wraps his arms round my waist and gives me a kiss on my neck.

My shoes were discarded, very carefully might I add, a long time ago. Trent and I have been dancing for ages and I finally decided to go sit down with our friends. Trent flew the all out from my hometown just for my birthday. He said that the last thing he would want was me being lonely on 'my day'. "Looks like you and Trent were having fun." Jocelyn says, raising her eyebrows at me, referring to the very promiscuous dancing Trent and I were doing. "Hey! It's my birthday. Leave me be." I say, slurring my words. I have had about 10 too many drinks. My drunken state is very obvious to everyone. I'm not normally one for partying too hard, but you'll only be 25 once. Might as well live it up. Trent is not nearly as drunk as I am, however he's decided to let loose too.

"Trent!!! Come over here." I say, stumbling over to him sitting at the bar with a few of his boys. I grab his arm and drag him over to where I was. "Wanna try weed??" I ask him, handing him a blunt we were sharing. At this point, I was long gone. "Are you sure? Is it safe?" Trent asks, holding the foreign object. I know he hasn't done it before, but it'll be fun. I'm not going to pressure him though. "Hey. It's fine, but if you don't want to, you don't have to." I try to reassure him silently, but my intoxicated state makes it increasingly difficult. Trent takes the blunt from my hand and takes a hit. He doesn't feel anything so he decides to take another. And another. And one more. "Whoa, whoa! Trent, that's going to hit you hard." Micah says to him. "I can't even feel i- whoaaaa." Trent gets taken back very quickly. "I told you it's good." I tell him, taking another hit myself. At this point Trent is struggling to keep his head straight.

Trent is now at the DJ booth with the DJ singing "7 Days" By Craig Davis. I can't help but blush at Trent singing at me. Now, is this the weed, alcohol, or just Trent? I have no clue, but I'm going to say it's Trent for the sake of him.

Trent and I are back to grinding on each other on the dance floor. We've already cut, ate, and vomited the obnoxiously big cake Trent got me. It helped with our extremely unsober selves, but then we went right back to drinking, so it was relatively pointless. Trent and I are slowly grinding to whatever song is playing. I'm too drunk to even process it. "We should get out of here. You do owe me." I tell him, referring to our almost quickie. Trent simply grabs me and takes us up to our friends. A few of them already leaving. "We're going to get going." I say to them, giggling at Trent, making it unbearably obvious why we were leaving. Trent left me to say his goodbyes to his boys while I grab my belongings.

"Fuck, baby. That feel so fucking good!" I moan out loudly, too drunk to be worried. Trent has me tied up on our bed and he's fucking me silly. He has his hands on my hips, pulling me down every now and then. He also has his phone set up, filming us. Bondage and making a sex tape has been a topic of discussion between us for a while, but Trent was always opposed. He was too worried he's be too rough and hurt me, and that the video may possibly get out. Trent, not only being of his drunken state, but also because it's my birthday, finally agreed.

"Who can make you feel like this, love?" He asks me, pounding even harder. "Only you, Trent. Only you can make me feel like this. Oh, fuck. I love you so much." I start rutting nonsense. I feel my orgasm rush over too quick to warn him. I feel my hips buck up into Trent's dick as I cum around him. Trent finishes inside me before hesitating, but realizing how much I love when he cums in me. He grabs his phone and zooms in on my pussy leaking.

Trent's rubbing some lotion onto my wrists where I was straining against the ropes he had me tied with. "You did so well for me, baby. 'M so proud of you." He tells me, kissing me. He's cleaned me up and wiped off my makeup for me. He's cuddling into me and rubbing my head. I can feel sleep take over me as I close my eyes. "I love you." Is the last thing I hear before I doze off into a slumber.

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dontyouworrydaddy · 3 months

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Hi could I ask for the cod boys coming back from deployment finding out their so adopted another kitten, so didn't want their first cat to be lonely 🥺

𝒶 𝓃𝑒𝓌 𝒻𝒶𝓂𝒾𝓁𝓎 𝓂𝑒𝓂𝒷𝑒𝓇

Task Force 141

AHHHHHHH! I love cats soooo much and writing this WAS SO MUCH FUNNNNN! And oh my god… Johnny would definitely call his first cat ghost and price would name his first cat gaz. Can’t change my mind. Like they would call them their names because Ghost is Johnny‘s best friend and Gaz is like Price‘s son. Also Johnny would definitely call his second cat soapy. I can’t explain

I really hope you enjoy this <3 Love you💘

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Simon Riley

His home was silent. The only sound was the soft purring of his little cat, Shadow, who sat waiting by the door, her green eyes reflecting a mix of surprise and recognition. As Simon knelt to greet her, Shadow nuzzled into his hand, her warmth seeping into his skin, thawing the ice that had formed around his heart during his long absence.

"Missed me, huh?" Simon's voice was soft, almost a whisper, as if loud words were too harsh for this tender reunion. He scooped Shadow into his arms, feeling her heartbeat against his chest—a small, steady reminder of the life he fought to protect.

That night, as Simon lay awake, Shadow curled up beside him, he couldn't shake the thought of her all alone, waiting for a company that might never return. It was a loneliness he knew all too well.

The next morning, Simon headed to the local animal shelter. It didn't take long for him to find the perfect companion. A tiny, energetic kitten with fur as black as night, whom he named Ghost Jr.

Bringing Ghost Jr. home, Simon watched with a mix of amusement and affection as the two felines circumspectly circled each other, their initial wariness giving way to a budding.

"Alrightttttt" Simon spoke, sitting on the floor to be at their level. "This is your home as much as it is mine. Look out for each other, yeah?" His voice, firm yet gentle

John MacTavish

The deployment had been grueling, and all he longed for was the comfort of his own space. However, there was one particular greeting he yearned for more than anything—the soft purrs and affectionate nuzzles of his little cat, Ghost. He named his cat after his best friend, even through Simon was totally against it.

As he unlocked the door, the quiet of the apartment wrapped around him like a cold embrace. He dropped his bag with a thud and called out, "Ghost, I'm home, buddy."

A moment later, a small, grey feline cautiously peeked around the corner, its green eyes glowing in the dim light. At the sight of John, Ghost darted forward, meowing plaintively, as if chastising him for his long absence.

John couldn't help but smile, scooping Ghost up into his arms. "I missed you too, little man," he whispered, feeling a lump form in his throat. It was then he realized how lonely Ghost must have been. The thought pierced his usually stoic heart.

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The next morning, John stood before a local animal shelter, determination set in his features. "No buddy of mine is going to feel abandoned," he muttered to himself, recalling Ghost's solitary figure. Inside, he was greeted by the sound of countless cats, but it was a tiny, energetic kitten that caught his eye—a ball of fur with a mischievous twinkle that reminded him so much of... well, himself.

"Looks like you're coming home with us," John said, gently cradling the kitten, already thinking of the perfect name: soapy.

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Introducing Soapy to Ghost was an amusing affair. Ghost eyed the newcomer with a mix of curiosity, while soapy seemed utterly oblivious, immediately attempting to pounce on Ghost's tail.

John watched, amused. "Easy there, Soapy. Give Ghost some space," he advised, though his words fell on deaf ears as Shadow continued her playful assault.

As John relaxed on the couch, Soapy decided it was the perfect time to showcase her hunting prowess. With a startling leap, she pounced towards John, aiming for his feet. Quick on her feet, Soapy darted away, hiding behind the couch with only her tail sticking out.

Ghost joined the fray, attempting a sneak attack from the other side. John played along, feigning terror at their ambush. "Oh no, you got me! Almost had a heartattack" he exclaimed dramatically, falling back against the cushions.

John Price

"Hello hello my little boy, did you miss me?" Price's britishvoice softer now that he got home after a long deployment outside of the country. Gaz meowed in response, a sound so filled with affection it tugged at the strings of Price's heart he'd long thought frayed and worn.

Sitting down beside Gaz, Price allowed himself a moment of vulnerability. "It's just you and me, mate," he whispered, stroking Gaz's fur gently. "But I reckon it's time we expanded our little squad."

The next day, Price's mission was different from any he had undertaken. He found himself in a local shelter, his gaze meeting that of a small, timid kitten with ash-grey cat. "Ash," he named her on the spot, a fitting companion to Gaz.

Bringing Ash home, Price introduced her to Gaz, watching carefully as the two cats sniffed each other, a silent conversation passing between them. In time, a cautious friendship blossomed, one that Price observed with a sense of pride.

Each night, as Price lay in bed, Gaz took his usual spot at the foot of the bed, while Ash curled up beside Price's head. It was during these quiet hours that the trauma of war came, shaking him from sleep with memories of gunfire and cries of the fallen soldiers he couldn’t save.

But as he woke, heart racing, the soft purring of Gaz and Ash grounded him, reminding him of the life he fought to return to. "Thank god you two exist…" he'd murmur, feeling the weight of his nightmares lessen in their presence.

Kyle Garrick

"Mario?" Kyle called out, his voice echoing slightly in the quiet of the empty house. From around the corner, a small, agile figure dashed towards him, a meow. Mario ran to his his legs, the purring vibrating like a welcome home.

"Hey buddy" Kyle murmured, bending down to scoop Mario into his arms. The cat nuzzled his face, seeking comfort in his owner's familiar scent.

That night, as Kyle lay on his couch, Mario curled up on his chest, a thought struck him. "You need a comrade of your own, don't you, little soldier? It must be soo boring without me here, right? Yeah… You need company.." he whispered, his decision already forming.

Kyle set out on a mission unlike any he had faced before: Operation Mario Rescue. His target was a local shelter, where he hoped to find a company for Mario.

As he walked through the rows of cages, his eyes landed on a timid kitten, its fur a mirror image of Mario's but with a playful spark in its eyes. "Luigi," Kyle whispered, the name coming to him as naturally as if the kitten had introduced itself. It was perfect. Mario and Luigi.

Bringing Luigi home, Kyle introduced him to Mario and within hours the house was filled with the sound of paws chasing and meows.

Kyle found himself laughing, genuinely amused by the antics of his two cats. He'd set up cardboard boxes as makeshift forts, watching as Mario and Luigi darted in and out, their playful battles a stark contrast to the memories Kyle held from the field.

"Alright, Luigi, let's see if you can take on the veteran," Kyle chuckled, dangling a toy mouse before them. The two cats leaped, their movements synchronized in the hunt. "Ah, teamwork. See, this is the kind of backup I've been talking about."

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wolflyndraws · 2 months

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I love your stardew au soooo much ❤️ so if dream was already living in stardew valley before george moved into Grandpa's farm, where was he living? does his family live in sdv? does he live alone ? I'm so curious about pre gog life -coley

For Dream’s backstory, he used to live w his grandparents at pelican town (in a different house not in the game but in the au FIAJE) ever since he was very young! He used to live in the city when he was a baby but his parents were busy from work and decided it would be better for Dream to live w his grandparents in stardew and make friends and go to school there than just staying in the city alone and lonely w his busy parents

So he grew up with more responsibilities and independence! He like goes to help people of the town and theyre litearlly like family to him

I’d say hes probably the second youngest from the whole stardew adult villagers (sapnap was the youngest)

the towns people kinda treated him like the town's shared kid ig LMAO cause his grandparents are u know.. old.. so sometimes marnie would baby sit dream for them so that grandparents can rest for a little while. Dream also matured more faster cause he needed to help out his grandparents and stuff

His parents come over time to time like a few times a year for like thanks giving and rarely just to see Dream but dreams content with seeing them only a few times (he sees the town more as a family than his birth parents tho) he probably did have hard times during his teenage years to get to where he is now but who can blame him

Currently his grandparents have passed and Dream owns the home, but I think he’d probably sell it in the future and fully move in with George after they get married! (Dream does move in w George when George comes to pelican town so he just keeps the house locked and inhabited for a good few tears LOL good thing he didn’t start planting his crops before george arrived)

#wolfaye’s dnf stardew #dreamblr #dnfblr #gnfblr #404blr

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trashlama · 1 year

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Ok hear me out Yandere redson and Mei poly /team up hcs please 🙏who both fallen for macaque female apprentice ~

Mei fights her seeing as macaque fighting monkey king , which leads to MK fighting her future darling it was only when reader makes shadow clones to trap MK , that’s when Mei gets involved.

It would have been fine if the reader didn’t have such a flirty attitude, who likes to praise Mei even when Mei sword was near her throat.

Before Mei could do anything , reader disappeared into the shadow realm

For Red son , I can see him teaming up with her since MK is there enemy , with his brain and her brawn , MK and his friends will be finished in no time . (Reader teamed up with his , for sine reason her mentor disappeared and she thinking rid of MK and his friends will make him praise her )

He did not expect reader to be so smooth and honestly praises his inventions even saying he’s amazing .

There were so close yet MK still won , Red son thought she was gonna leave him only for her to teleport him and her to her hideout to heal his wounds before sending him back home ,not before giving him a flirty remark .

After that an obsession grow for Red son

While Mei she gains a guilty crush that got worse when reader decide to keep her company since MK been busy Lately, She knows she should hate it but she been feeling lonely and when reader not being flirty she can be nice even winning Mei a dragon plushie at a fair .

What made her snap was realising Red son fallen for her darling , but seeing how there got along greatly if there difference aside , there decided to team up to make reader theirs .

My dude —deep inhale of air— would it be alright if I made this into like a two possibly three shot series?

I love the idea and I've been brainstorming tons of ideas for this one and in each scenario I'm like damn this idea is so good. I really want to do it justice so I need to have multiple chapters. Ya know? To build the tension and really get a feel of the mindsets and what not.

However—

(SORRY THIS TURNS INTO A LITTLE AUTHOR'S NOTE)

As you guys are aware I have to seriously start working on this future Yan Raph fic of mine... . It's Ironic but, I reeaally want to start writing the future yan Mikey part. Mostly because I basically have that one planned out in my head. Meanwhile I got like five different possible scenarios for the Raph fic that I can't decide on. Though a few months ago I had said I was gonna do the Raph one first so to keep my word I plan to do so.

However SOMEBODY (an anon) had requested a future Yan Michelangelo fic and I'm like brooooo were you reading my thoughts? Cause they were somewhat close to what I had in mind but not quite. But the point is I need to write the Raph fic soooonn!!!

Gotta appease the masses~✨

Though guys I'm a bad Trashlama. I keep brainstorming all these awesome plots that I totally want to write— which ironically were formulated when I was brainstorming for the Raph fic.

Soooo I'm gonna do a poll so I can force my procrastinating/ADHD ass to write at least some of these.

And guys btw I'm sorry again for taking so long. I've been caught up recently with finishing a lot of other things I had been procrastinating. -Cough- Hogwarts Legacy -Cough- Spider-Man Across the Spider-verse -Cough- Adult responsibilities -Cough- -Cough-!!!

Anyways thank you guys again for sticking around to the end. I'll have that poll out soon(probably today).

HERE'S THE POLL

In the mean time here's some memes!

Sorry this is long↓ I don't own these memes. I've never claimed to do so. I just come across them on Pinterest when I'm on break at work and think they're funny so I like to share them. If I mistakenly put one on here that I shouldn't have please let me know! I like to respect people's wishes. And if you could add the creator names too that would be great so the same mistake isn't made twice. Sorry for the inconvenience that my sharing may cause. I hope you have a good day.

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meta-squash · 22 days

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do you have many thoughts on the jack owen relationship? I always thought that one was so interesting

Yes I do! I love their relationship, I think it's soooo interesting.

From Jack's angle, I think the whole thing is pretty straightforward. He really cares for Owen, in a sort of fatherly way. It's clear he feels responsible for Owen and at times a little helpless in the face of Owen's emotional sensitivity and ensuing bastardry. I think he's intensely aware of Owen's talent and his potential and also so very aware of just how much Owen cares under that shield of sarcasm and assholery.

Owen's angle is a little more complicated. He's constantly trapped between hating being told what to do and needing direction, trapped between wanting support and pushing it away. He's in general an emotional minefield, so sensitive and so ready to snap at the world and bite anyone's head off. But I think he's conflicted regarding Jack too, because on one level he blames Jack for Katie's death and for his general misery, but on the other hand Jack gave him a chance to start a new life, and I think he really really really wants Jack's approval and acceptance. He's so raw all of the time and his reaction when he's upset is just to freak out and destroy, and I think sometimes Jack's stable presence is good for him.

And thank you for this ask because thinking about my answer made me figure something out. Another thing is the way in which, in terms with the relationship with Jack, Owen sits right in between Gwen and Ianto, and Toshiko. Jack gives Tosh support when she needs it, but I think she is pretty good at being alone (in the introvert way; she's definitely still lonely, they all are). Gwen and Ianto both get plenty of interaction and connection from Jack, and they seek it out. Owen is terrible at being alone, but he is, and Jack sometimes relieves that but not as often as he probably should. Not because he doesn't want to, but because Owen is terrible at being alone and yet constantly forces himself to be alone.

I also think Jack really struggles with figuring out how to help Owen when he's truly upset. The problem with Owen is that he wants to be supported but he wants to feel in control and he really, really doesn't want to feel pitied. So attempt at support will get a pushback, but just kind of being sharp about it will send him into a different kind of tailspin.

The three ways we see Jack deal with Owen's upset are so fascinating to me. First, in Combat, Jack essentially ignores Owen's misery. It's fairly obvious that Owen is Wallowing and that he's genuinely heartbroken. Jack barely acknowledges it, sends him on an assignment, and the consequences are a genuinely very suicidal Owen only surviving suicide by Weevil by accident of location and timing (since Owen doesn't have comms/phone/tracker on him when he's in the warehouse). Jack's reaction to Owen's "I didn't want saving" in the hospital is to refuse to acknowledge it. I think it's really really really hard for Jack to admit to himself that there are things his team does and feels that a) are out of his control and b) he cannot just fix.

Then there's the exact opposite: Jack's support of Owen in Dead Man Walking. I mean first of all, he loved Owen enough to bring him back. That's crazy. He knows, from Suzie, that bringing someone back to life is not a trivial thing. There are consequences. Not to mention at this point Jack has lost so many friends and colleagues and lovers. And yet Owen is the one he decides to bring back. (I've always thought that he used the Glove instead of Gwen because he was hoping it would bring Owen back like Suzie, and he has infinite life force to feed off of.) (Also, it's wild that Owen is the most actively suicidal team member and yet he's the one who dies and gets brought back.) And then, when Owen is freaking out, Jack is there for him. Jack seeks him out, he comforts him, talks to him. He touches Owen, and Owen is a tactile person. Despite the circumstances, it's such a good moment, because I think it's the kind of thing Owen needs. Physical contact but also very honest and straightforward conversation and verbal support, without any platitudes or patronizing.

Finally you have A Day In The Death, which is a very similar situation to Combat. Owen is (understandably) freaking out about his undead existence. And I think again Jack has no idea what to do about it. He feels guilty (for bringing Owen back "wrong") but also self-righteous (for giving Owen a second chance etc), and it shows. He really, really doesn't know what to do with Owen. Treating him like normal isn't really possible until they figure out how his undead-ness affects everything, but treating him the way he does (making him take Ianto's job) is essentially a punishment for Jack's own actions. Owen's already having this crisis about no longer having sensation, no longer being able to eat or drink or fuck or sleep, and Martha is doing his job for him, and he's forced to do Ianto's job (which everyone including Owen knows he's not very good at), and it's so much the opposite of any sort of support. I can't remember which fic it is right now (probably something by paperclipbitch on LJ, she's queen of excellent Owen content) where Owen comments about how there's protocol and guidelines for how team members should deal with the death of a coworker, but nothing on how a coworker should deal with their own (un)death. I think this is what a lot of A Day In The Death is about. It's everyone else trying to deal with the weirdness of Owen's death, while Owen is alone by himself trying desperately to deal with his (un)death without anyone actually sitting him down and asking him how he's coping and what he needs, etc. He comes close with that conversation with Martha, but doesn't quite get there. It's the conversation with Henry (who doesn't know he's dead) that gets him to some place of peace.

(Side note: it's really fascinating how the sort of "moral" of both Glove episodes - TKKS and ADITD - is something along the lines of "life is all" like Suzie says, except that Suzie's reaction is to desperately kill and Owen's reaction is desperation to save a dying man even when it's impossible, and then to actually save a suicidal woman.)

But I also love the way that Jack and Owen do actual work together. Owen, when he's not being a shithead or falling apart, is extremely competent and responsible at his job. And I think both Owen and Jack respect each other in that sense. It drives me a little bit nuts that Gwen becomes second in command when it really should be Owen (my little headcanon is that when Jack left Owen became leader and then hated it and found it too stressful and let Gwen take over instead). Anyway. I love those moments when they have matter of fact, respectful, "work" conversations, where they obviously value each other's thoughts and opinions. It means that when Owen pushes back, he's not just being contrarian. He does value Jack's opinions, so when he talks back it's because he genuinely takes issue with something.

Which circles back around to the whole "wanting support but also pushing back against authority" thing because the entire conflict in End Of Days is brought about at least in part by Jack refusing to extend that respect. Owen loved Jack and wanted him back so much that he opened the Rift (I have a whole other thought about Jack's dumbassery regarding the whole blame for opening the Rift thing...I can talk about that in another post too) but Jack can't be grateful for coming back and can't extend that respect by admitting that he's clueless about how to stop time from splintering. I think the confrontation between Jack and Owen when Owen gets fired is entirely predicated on this. Owen did this thing to bring Jack and Tosh back, he feels both righteous (for getting them back) and guilty (for causing the split), and he wants Jack to acknowledge that he was right to bring them back. Instead, Jack blames him for the splintering, and gives no advice on fixing it, and when Owen finally explodes and brings up all the uncertainty and unknowns and things, he gets fired. Rejected by the one person he really wants acceptance and support from.

I can never decide if I see Jack and Owen as a sort of father/son relationship, or if I see it more as like the older brother 10+ years Owen's senior who took care of and partially raised him but is almost like a friend with authority rather than a parent. In any case, I think there's a lot of push and pull there, in Owen wanting support but hating authority, and also a lot of mutual respect there.

#torchwood meta #torchwood #owen harper #jack harkness

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Ari! If you could choose between satoru , suguru or shoko as your significant other, who would you choose and why?

ANONNNNNNNN YOU’RE SPOILING ME 😭😭😭😭 an excuse to talk abt sashisu…… ok but can i say all three 👉👈 jk we’re gonna discuss this thoroughly actually. for the sake of the argument let’s assume we’re in a no curses au <333

see here’s the thing right ….. when you get down to it, i see sashisu as very similar people. in the sense that when you first meet them they appear really Mysterious & Sexy & Perfect but they’re actually all losers. all three. they’re barely functional <33 I SAY THIS WITH ALL THE LOVE IN MY HEART BTW it’s their most endearing trait!!

but loserism aside i firmly believe all three of them would make such good partners :((( they’re softies once you get down to it!! but i think the first impression you get of them is farrrrr from even scratching the surface of their true selves… i’m just gonna ramble a bit about all of them aaaaaaa

satoru is the kind of guy who instantly intimidates the hell out of you because he’s just …. sooooo out of your league? like he’s tall and hot, he smirks and teases you and he has this charisma that you can’t deny. he’s a people magnet!! and as if that wasn’t enough, he also just so happens to be good at Literally Everything????? so even if he obviously likes you there’s that sense of him being totally out of reach… and he’s so friendly with everyone that i think you might assume that he’s a player which he isn’t at ALL but like 😭😭 that’s the impression you might get. he’s just so effortlessly perfect.

…….. except not really because as you grow closer to him you soon come to realize that he’s a loser. a silly little loser guy. absolutely infuriating. the type who trips you up in public and calls you cheesy petnames in front of your friends just to embarrass you. and he’s clingy. whiney. will make himself cry if that’s what he needs to convince you to stay home with him instead of going to work like he’s soooo ridiculous?? also eats out of his childhood digimon bowl even though he’s pushing 30 and forces you to watch the first three seasons with him (he literally will Not let you leave or even look away because he needs to see your reaction to every single scene)….. makes you handfeed him treats and nips at your fingertips. tickles you if you’re angry at him which makes you way angrier but he thinks it’s hot so he just continues.

yeah. silly little satoru. perfect and infuriating and childish — but, really, he’s just a softie. a lonely guy who gets attached too easily but doesn’t let anyone in. a lonely, sappy little guy who gets terrified at the thought of you leaving once you’ve peeled back those layers he tries so hard to hide. a silly, sappy, lovely little man who will stop at nothing to see you smile, to laugh, to watch you thrive. who just wants you to be happy, and just wants to be near enough to see it. that’s enough for him. he doesn’t have the courage to ask for anything more, right now, but he hopes one day he will. he wants to be yours in the softest of ways. he knows he’s not the easiest to be with, you know? he can be annoying, and emotionally unavailable, and he can seem terribly out of reach — but i firmly believe that satoru is the softest of these three. he just has so much love to give :( wants to be with you forever, as a friend, as a lover, as whatever you’ll have him as.

and then shoko …….. when you meet shoko your immediate thought is like . okay hi mommy <33 we all know it’s true so let’s not lie. to put it simply she just has bad bitch energy — all laid-back and mysterious, cuffed sleeves and loose cigarettes and murky eyes that see right through you but never stare too intently. and she’s nice, you know? just has that allure about her. she’s so easy to talk to, so easy to fall in love with. just reels you in so effortlessly — and suddenly you have the hottest girlfriend on the planet and you’re scared because what if you’re not good enough?? what if she gets bored of you????? it makes you nervous. shoko is just so cool, you know?

….. buuuut then you start dating her and find out that she’s a wreck. <3 uses the same coffee mug over and over without washing it, wears dirty boxers around the house, can’t cook to save her life, will try to make out with you while you’re studying and apparently purposefully lit her cigarette in a really sexy way when you first met just to impress you. she tells you as much when she’s a little tipsy, clinging to your back like a koala and giggling sheepishly. <3 similar to satoru in that she can and will manipulate you into sleeping in with her. don’t let her fool you — she’s just as silly and teasing as her counterparts. it just so happens that she’s a woman so i would let her get away with literally anything no matter how heinous you can’t stay mad at her because she’ll pout and frown oh so sadly and you know she’s tricking you but how are you supposed to stay mad at your little baby?? :(( yeah. she knows you’re whipped and she uses it against you all the time.

she’s just as whipped for you, though. she can be troublesome but i really do think a love with shoko would be so soft and mature; she cherishes you so earnestly, respects you so deeply. always, always takes you seriously. such a warm, warm presence in your life because she’s so stable. never leaves, never lets you forget how important you are to her. never ever takes you for granted. she’ll tease you sometimes, yes, and some of her habits might be a little irritating — but there really isn’t anything she wouldn’t do to ease your burdens. she sees the two of you as a team, and she’s determined to be just as much of a positive influence on you as you are on her. shoko really is such a sweetheart. she’ll still wake you up at an ungodly hour because she wants coffee and ”yours just tastes better 🥺🥺” but it’s okay because she’s cute <33

and suguru ….. arguably has the greatest whiplash factor of them all. you meet him and you’re instantly smitten — there’s really no other option. you can’t help but fall for him. a handsome, brooding, mysterious guy, with his leather jacket and piercings and keen eyes, and all of it just pulls you in….. but then he’s also such a nice guy? it doesn’t feel forced, either. it feels genuine — he puts you at ease, always listens to what you have to say, so patient and grounding. so intelligent, passionate, so good at making you fall even deeper in love. sugu is a different kind of people magnet than satoru; you’re stuck in his orbit before you even knew what hit you, because how could you not love someone like him? his charm in lethal.

buuuut guess what !!! he’s a loser too <333333 god where do i even begin with this guy. when he’s truly, truly comfortable around you i just feel like he’s a couch potato . a cuddle bug . literally won’t let you leave the house. and he’s such a little bitch??? steals your sweaters and gaslights you into thinking they were his the whole time (it works), puts your phone on top of the fridge if you misbehave, loves to read with your head in his lap but exclusively reads classics and will judge you so deeply if he finds out you like anything else…. he doesn’t say anything, never, just silently judges you with the meanest side eye and then acts like he doesn’t know what you’re talking about when you call him out. smh. also he gets super giggly when he’s sleepy and i just know he snores. sometimes he wakes you up and he’s soooo apologetic :(((((( such a sweetie. yeah sorry i can’t criticize him for too long i truly believe this man is an angel.

like. flaws aside…. suguru just cares so much. he cares more about you than he cares about himself. once he’s truly let you in, into his life and into his mind and into everything he hides from the rest of the world — he’s never falling out of love with you. it’s simply not an option in his mind. you’ve earned a place in his heart and it never even shrinks, just keeps extending and extending until he feels a little lightheaded with bliss. because you understand him, you accept him, and he’s just so eager to return that loves tenfold. he cooks, he cleans, he holds you and listens to your soft breathing when he can’t seem to calm down. he orbits around you like the moon to the earth. he is just so, so soft for you. would do anything to keep you safe. wants to be your safe space so badly that he’ll rearrange his ribs to make it more comfortable for you. always looking at you, making sure you’re comfortable, asking if there’s anything else he can do for you. you’re his baby, and he lives to tend to you. it makes him happy. :)

so!!!!! with all that being said …………………. 🥁🥁🥁🥁🥁🥁🥁🥁🥁🥁🥁🥁🥁🥁🥁🥁🥁🥁🥁🥁🥁🥁🥁🥁🥁🥁🥁🥁🥁🥁🥁🥁🥁🥁🥁

let’s be real we all saw this coming wbk i’m gonna have to go w sugu . sorry . 😔😔😔 my type is milfs and i fear he is the closest out of all three i like my men motherly ok </3 BUT I LOVE THEM ALL SM I WANNA DATE THEM ALLLLL they would all be such great partners i know and perceive the truth just trust me ….. emotionally unavailable and silly and teasing but the softest little marshmallows once you earn their trust :(((( sob. they mean the universe to me

#THIS WAS SO FUN ANONNNN ty for indulging me my beloved <333333 i got carried away instantly LMAO #poly sashisu x ari is the dream tbh ……. need them all to mother me #ALSO WHAT ABT UUUUU ANON WHO WOULD U PICK 🎤🎤🎤 they’re all so so wonderful :((#ask tag ✩

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iwanttofuckereh69 · 8 months

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now reading: 2ha vol 2

ch 71 - 88

lets go

1. Mo Ran is more in love with concept of Shi Mei than Shi Mei himself

It started to dawn on me a while back but it slowly became clearer and clearer. Like, before there could be multiple explanations of his lack of interest in Shi Mei. Because their interactions in the first book were so sweet and wholesome and njgvtfninvghbjuvif but like reading how they cleaned up the house in silence was fucking painful. It’s like he tried to convince himself he was and he is in love with Shi Mei. Maybe he never really was, maybe only after he died Mo Ran began to convince himself he always did. Maybe he saw it as more than it really was because of grief. And because he is stupid.

2. Shi Mei is a snake isnt he

I said it in my emotional post before ab ch 74, he totally pretended to be sick. I CONSULTED ALL MY FRIENDS (what i mean by that is my bestie and my boyfriend because im a loser like Chu Wanning) AND ASKED THEM TO TELL ME IF HE WAS SUS OR NOT. The verdict wasn’t clear but as i kept reading, it became super obvious. It was soooo sus when he just casually got out of bed while he was supposedly sick, just to menacingly and mysteriously stare at Mo Ran out of the window. As if it wasn’t clear enough before when he acted like a dainty lady all of the sudden. jnfjnju i love him, but omg im scared of what that little snake would do and what is his goal. Is that Taxian-jun’s dick really that fine

@rosemary-screams i don’t know… how much longer i can take it… how much longer i can be true to my principles… to my love… its so hard… the weight of evidence seems so overwhelming…

3. i didnt realize before that Mo Ran’s grave was under the haitang tree. Maybe that wasn’t mentioned or maybe i forgot about it by the time i realized haitang tree’s significance nvgjnvgjvg NOW I KNOW WHAT YOU GUYS MEANT when you said its obvious from the beginning he loves Chu Wanning. (i mean im still not super convinced by the narrative; that doggo Mo Ran needs to try harder to connect those two lonely neurons scattered inside that thick skull of his)

4. I dont like that it was mentioned that infatuation pills exist in this universe. I dont like how they are introduced out of nowhere. That could be literally anything. Magic viagra. Or dick enlarging pills. ANYTHING. But no. It has to be infatuation pills. I dont like the fact that it seems like those are important. I really dont like that thought.

5. Shi Mei’s resemblance to Song Qiutong has been mentioned twice by now. Basically every time she appears, Mo Ran makes sure to note how she was similar to Shi Mei. And from what I understand Butterfly-Boned clan is pretty unique in their appearance? Is Shi Mei somehow… related to that clan? Like maybe only in a tiny bit tho… Or he's just THAT pretty <3

6. That person in black at the end of vol 2 is me trying to get my ship to work

But on a serious note, what an ending, what the hell is going on. Did someone else really got reborn as well? Wasn’t it supposed to be rare? tjnfgvtfbvgfnbvgjnik And like… when Mo Ran is trying to figure out who the hell has water element from the people he knows… He basically goes through everyone from the main cast aside from Shi Mei… I CHECKED TWICE. It gives me goosebumps. But Maybe Shi Mei doesn’t have any? Like, his cultivation is super lame.

And the fact that Mo Ran forgot that whole interaction... njrigvkrhiuvrfjhiukvgnh no wonder there's gonna be like 8 books or more....

In all honesty I don’t even know what else to say, im so stunned! What the fuck is going on! I NEED BOOK 3 NOW

BTW! Tell me what character from 2ha i should draw for kinktober and in what crazy situations would you want to see them. I'm too lazy to draw two people so choose wisely lol (leave a comment or send me an ask)

#2ha #erha #erha he ta de bai mao shizun #the husky and his white cat shizun #2ha spoilers #now reading: 2ha #rambling #sending prayers that ill get my book soon

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Hi there! I know I have already left a request here (so please ignore if it's not allowed) but I took a peek at the angst prompts and just had to request something for my sour patch husband Dogma 💕

How about “i don’t want to bother you. seriously, it’s all just... it’s a lot.” + “it’s okay to cry, you know.”

SFW with a gn reader, and as angsty as your heart wishes. Once again, congratulations on the amazing milestone.

Ps: shrimp check! Watch out for the bad posture 😌

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“I don’t want to bother you. Seriously, it’s all just… it’s a lot.”

“It’s okay to cry, you know?”

Warnings: a little bit angsty, reader provides comfort to Dogma. Mentions of Krell 🔪. Reserved and distant dogma - lone wolf - Gender neutral reader.

Authors note: thank you for the kind words and request! I love Dogma soooo much. And the way my posture snapped well quick lmao @starborncyare

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Upon your arrival at the outpost, you were struck by the eerie atmosphere and the many uncertainties that hung in the air. Situated on one of the outer rim territories, the outpost was a place where disobedient individuals were sent as punishment. However, work was provided to keep their minds occupied and at bay from the dangers that surrounded them.

You had been stationed here by one of the higher-ups, tasked with monitoring the workload and the people themselves. As you observed the inhabitants, one particular individual caught your inquisitive eye - a man by the name of Dogma.

True to his name, Dogma was considered a dogmatic soul, at least according to his records, which you had the urge to snoop through at one time. You just yearned to know what had brought him to this desolate outpost in the first place and after discovering that he was sent here because he had killed the traitorous Pong Krell, you couldn't help but feel pity for him.

Dogma was a quiet and reserved individual, often eating alone and seemingly enjoying his own company. However, you felt compelled to change that.

You started off by giving him the odd smile when you passed by him, only to receive a blank stare of confusion but the more you did it, the more there was a faint subtle one given in return. It only took two months. Then, you went ahead and started to sit by him when grub was being served. You would sit at the end of his long table and until he told you to go away, you didn't shift. Of course your cohorts were confused as to why you were dedicating your time to this man but to you, it seemed a little bit worth it.

Your first attempt at a conversation with Dogma however didn't go quite as planned. When you greeted him with a polite hello, he responded with a deep frown and an accusing tone. "What are you doing? Why are you doing this?" he asked, suspicious of your intentions. You were taken aback by his abruptness, but you tried to defuse the situation.

You raised your hands in slight defence and offered him a careful smile. "I'm not doing anything. I am just sitting here, eating this rubbish and trying to get a small conversation going. I... I see you by yourself quite often and I thought you could do with a friend?"

Your words seemed to strike a chord with Dogma, who stood up abruptly, scraping his chair across the floor with a bone-chilling noise. "Has it occurred to you that I like my own company?" he retorted before stalking off, leaving you feeling a little deflated. You knew better than to push the matter any further, so you decided to give him some space and let him come to you on his own terms.

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After approximately a week or two had elapsed - though time seemed somewhat blurry at times - you had recently concluded drafting a report to dispatch back to the GAR following an evaluation of the productivity and attitude of the workforce. Leaning back into your chair with a deep sigh, you ran your hands over your face in an attempt to dispel the discomfort brought about by the light from the glaring holoscreen that you had just been staring at, subsequently turning off the lamp on your desk. Exhausted, your bed, if you could even call it a bed, was beckoning you.

Until you heard something emanating from down the corridor.

Halting your movements, you surveyed your surroundings, failing to spot any apparent dangers. However, as you proceeded cautiously, the sounds of sniffling and choked whimpering grew louder and louder. Panic gripped you, as you thought someone had been injured so as you hurried over but you froze upon seeing him.

"Dogma?" you spoke his name quietly but loudly enough for him to lift his head from his hands, glaring at you with heartbreakingly glossy eyes. Reacting quickly, he stood up from the floor and turned his back to you, wiping away his tears in an aggressive manner.

"You saw nothing," he ordered you, his tone bordering on a threat. However, you did not take it to heart, instead feeling more curious about the reason behind his tears.

"What's wrong? Are you injured?"

"Why do you care?" he snapped at you again, this time regarding you over his shoulder with what seemed like disdain. "Why do you appear wherever I go? Why are you being kind to me?"

You stood there, dumbfounded, but gradually began to feel a flicker of anger rising within you. "It is my responsibility to care, and as one of your leaders, it is my duty to ensure that all workers are safe. Therefore, I will ask again and I expect an answer, are you injured?"

This time, Dogma was surprised by your tone, but his face remained fixed in a glare. "No... I'm not injured."

For a moment, the two of you stood in silence, and a small sigh escaped your lips as you leaned against the wall, moving a little closer to him. "Well, can you tell me what is the matter, then?"

"It's nothing," he muttered.

"It doesn't seem like nothing to me," you pressed, only to receive a grunt in response. However, he eventually turned to face you fully and kicked his boot into the ground.

Dogma had never before encountered anyone who cared for him in this way, and even though he would not admit it to himself, a pang of guilt coursed through him for snapping at you when you had greeted him earlier. It was the first time anyone had shown him a hint of kindness, and he had dismissed it. The memory lingered with him for a while.

"I apologise for my behaviour towards you the other week. I was..." he grimaced at himself, not realising what he was saying until he spoke, "I wasn't in the best of moods."

You nod slowly, your understanding of Dogma evident. "It's not uncommon to encounter difficult people here," you remark with a light chuckle, folding your arms over your chest. "I've dealt with them before." You pause, then ask, "What's bothering you tonight. though?"

The clone hesitates before answering, looking around the dimly lit corridor. But knowing that everyone is asleep, he feels he has nothing to lose. "I don't want to bother you. Seriously... It's just a lot," he says with reluctance.

"Is it the workload? I can easily delegate some tasks to others if you need some time," you offer.

"No," he snaps, but his tone holds no ill intention. "It's not the workload."

You wait patiently for him to continue.

"I miss my brothers," he sighs, moving to lean against the wall beside you. His head tilts downwards as a wave of sadness crosses his face. "I know they don't miss me. Heck, not a lot of them even liked me," he mutters with a tone of regret. "I thought I was doing the right thing, following orders from a Jedi. But I was wrong. So," he sniffles, his lower lip quivering, but he doesn't want you to see, "so wrong."

You nod in understanding as Dogma opens up about his feelings. The weight of his troubled mind is clear, and his stoic expression has given way to utter despair. As he wipes away a tear before it falls, he continues to speak, "After being banished here, I realised how lonely I truly am. I may have felt lonely before, but this is something else entirely."

Your heart aches for him as you realise that despite his stern personality, he is struggling internally. You stand there in silence, observing his turmoil, feeling empathy for the troubled clone. It's not the first time you've felt this way towards the workers here, aside from a select few.

You finally break the silence with a gentle voice, "If you're feeling lonely, why did you push me away?" Dogma shrugs quietly. "I don't know. Fear, maybe? Embarrassment?"

You raise an eyebrow, trying to lighten the mood with a hint of humour, "Embarrassed to be seen with me, Trooper?"

As you observe the clone's sudden jolt of nervousness, you can't help but feel a sense of amusement at his sudden loss of composure. But you maintain a gentle demeanor, allowing him to gather himself before continuing the conversation.

"O-of course not," he stammers, clearing his throat in an attempt to regain his composure. "You seem really..." he trails off, searching for the right word to describe you.

As you wait patiently for him to find the right words, he rakes his mind and feels himself biting on the inside of his cheek. Sweet? Nice? There seemed to be many words but few that he would use to describe himself.

"I seem, what?" you prompt him, bringing him back to the present moment.

He jolts a little, standing a little straighter as he gathers his thoughts. "Nice," he finally says with a nod. "You seem nice."

You can't help but smile at his compliment, feeling a sense of satisfaction that your kind demeanour has been recognised. "Thank you," you reply, genuinely touched by his words. "You seem pretty nice yourself."

A small chuckle escapes from Dogma's lips, and he rubs the back of his head, unsure if he's nervous or feeling relaxed. You observe his subtle change in demeanour and take a moment to appreciate the tattoo on his face. It's interesting and striking, but not quite as striking as his eyes. Despite being filled with unshed tears, they gleam brightly in the dim lighting.

Breaking free from your brief entrancement, you speak up swiftly, "Anyway, I want you to know that if you're struggling and feeling low, my office is just down the hall." You make a vague gesture with your hand, indicating the direction of your office.

"I know things seem difficult, but I'm certain that with enough support, you'll pull through. I mean that," you say with complete sincerity, your voice imbued with warmth and compassion. “Thank you. And I’m sorry for not following the rules.” You raise a brow at him this time, a little confused and judging by your reaction, he clears it up. “Isn’t leaving the barracks at this time against protocol?”

“Oh, yes but I think I can let it slide this time.” You hum in amusement but pause when you see him swipe an escaped tear, a sad smile planting on your lips. “It’s okay to cry, y’know?" you whispered softly. "You don’t need to wipe them away in front of me.”

Your words stilled him and he felt himself grow a little self conscious that so much of his vulnerability had slipped. “I’m sorry.”

“What for?”

“Crying and appearing weak.”

“Dogma,” you say his name sternly before he could even get the chance to look away from you, “you’re not weak for showing emotion. You’re human and as long as blood runs through your veins, let your tears fall if you need them to.”

“I…” he derailed his words and sighs in acceptance, maybe the first glimmer of it in a long time. “Thank you.”

It’s a bold move but was not exactly against the rules but you stepped towards him and wrapped your arms around in a quick embrace, hugging him only to feel him stiffen under the foreign feeling. Dogma felt a wave of emotions wash over him. He had never experienced anything like this before, and it was overwhelming. Even for a moment, his stoic demeanour faltered, and he let himself be vulnerable.

His arms slowly wrap around you and he let out a deep breath he hadn’t realised he was holding and let his eyes fall close. Maybe, things will start to look up for him from then on. Maybe, he could even have a bond with someone.

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