#he’s not heard anything either but they both know he’s lying. or maybe she just wouldn’t believe him even if it was the truth.

[alastor-simp]

Hugging Them Out of Nowhere - Lucifer Morningstar, Cherri Bomb, Vox and Valentino

Here is the second part of the hugging headcanon with the other hazbin characters. I am going to try to make Valentino be a bit more approachable in this story since I know he is on this fandoms hit list.Will contain spoilers from some episodes. Enjoy!

Lucifer Morningstar🐥

🐥"OH! Ummm.....something wrong? Did you want to play with one of my rubber ducks?” Lucifer would have no idea what is going on. He will be stood like a statue, while holding one of his signature ducks. Despite being the king of hell, this man is an awkward softie.

🐥Lucifer was officially staying at the hotel now after its renovation after the fight with Adam. It was nice that he was finally making an effort with Charlie’s dreams and acting like a father.

🐥However, this poor man suffered from depression, due to being stressed being the king of hell and also thinking about his wife leaving. Man couldn’t catch a break.

🐥His bedroom is where he would stay when he was like that, crafting another duck figurine at his desk. He hadn’t noticed you coming into his room to see how he was. The minute he felt arms wrap around him is when he realized your presence.

🐥 “Ummmmmmmm….hi there?” Lucifer just remained in the position he was in, staring at you, trying to figure out what was happening. Soon, you had let him go, wearing an apologetic smile.

🐥 “I’m sorry, your highness.” Lucifer jumped when he heard that and waved his hands. “OH! Just call me Lucifer or Luci! Don’t need to be formal with me!” You smiled at him and nodded your head. The both of you stared at each other for a bit before he broke the silence and asked why the sudden hug.

🐥Feeling shy, you rubbed the back of your neck, “Well, I noticed you seemed more melancholic than usual today. Usually when I am sad, a hug always makes me feel better so I thought maybe that would help you.” Red pupils continued to stare at you making you feel nervous, wondering if you had upset him

🐥Your body was met with a strong impact, as Lucifer tackled you in a hug, squeezing you tightly to the point it was hard to breathe. His face was in the crook of your neck, as he continued to squeeze. “C-can’t br-eath.” Gasping out an answer, you felt Lucifer let you go, by still placed his hands on your shoulder.

🐥 “S-sorry! Sorry! I forget my own strength sometimes haha! You okay? No broken bones?” He kept moving his head to peer at you, making sure you were alright. His actions caused you to laugh, surprising him. “You’re such a dad.” Lucifer then smiled at that, placing a hand on his chest, “Of course I am! I am hells number one daddy!” That sentence caused you to cackle, confusing Lucifer even more. “Hahahaha! Don’t ever say that again!” Lucifer tilted his head at you: “Wait, what did I say?”

🐥His clueless side to him was quite cute at times. You managed to calm down. “Lucifer, if you ever need someone to talk to or have another one of your depressed episodes, come find me okay. I’ll be there to listen and also provide comforting hugs." He wore a shocked expression, before he broke into a kind smile, patting your head. "Thank you."

🐥The relationship the both of you had improved a lot. He was more open with you and would discuss his problems. He was kind enough to bring you to his workshop, showing you how to make his prized ducklings. You received a nice surprise when you went into your room and saw a duck figurine that resembled you, with a red rose lying next to it.

Cherri Bomb🍒

🍒"Woah! Hey bit✪✪!! Why the sudden tackle? You looking to throw down?" Cherri is very hyperactive and fun-loving, you almost never see her depressed about anything. She is either throwing bombs during turf wars or partying at the club with Angel Dust. She wasn't close with everyone at the hotel except Angel, but she was friendly as long as you didn't do something to piss her off.

🍒However, she does have a sensitive side to herself, but she puts up a tough guard to hide it. The three of you, yourself, Cherri and Angel were partying at a popular sex club, chugging down shot after shot. It took you a while to notice, since you were slightly buzzed, that Cherri had a more sad expression on her face then usual. You were about to question what was wrong, but she got up quickly from the bar, saying she was going out for a quick smoke.

🍒Sensing something else was going, on you let Angel know that you would be right back, before following after Cherri. Looking everywhere, you were able to find her on the patio deck of the club, smoking a cigarette while leaning on the metal bar. She didn't noticed you until she heard the sound of the door sliding and saw you walking towards her.

🍒 "Oh! Hey hoe! Whatcha doing out here? Craving a smoke too?" She was smiling wide at you, but you can tell that it was forced. Walking closer to her, you threw her arms around her, causing her one eye to stare at you in shock. ""Woah mate! Whats wrong with ya?" She patted one of your arms, wondering what was going on. "Cherri, drop the act already. I saw that look on your face in the club. There is obviously something going on. So come on, spill it."

🍒 Cherri's eye just widen further and the smile on her face dropped. She turned her head down, not saying a word to you as you kept holding her. "AGH! I'm just pissed with myself at the moment! I'm trying so hard to obtain the level of overlord, but it's not working. I need that status, so I can help Angie to be rid of that moth fu✪✪face!!" Cherri yelled out, as she threw the cigarette from her hand, while punching the metal bar with her fist. You continued to listen to her, and hugged her tighter.

🍒You both stayed like that for a bit, before you spoke: "You will do it Cherri Bomb! I believe in you and so does Angel Dust. Its gonna be hard in the beginning, but you can do it. I want the same for Angel too and I'll try to help in anyway I can." After that little speech you gave, you felt Cherri shaking with laughter. "AHAHAHA! Sorry mate, but you fighting in turf wars? I'm sorry, but your baby face is way to sweet to be considered a threat!" Her words cause you to pout. "Still, thanks mate for coming out here and making me feel better." She moved her body, positioning herself so she could hug you back.

🍒The both of you let go after that, just in time for Angel Dust to come, wondering where the both of you went. "Cherri? Toots? What's going on? Y'all been gone for a while, I thought you bailed on me!" The both of you laughed and walked closer to Angel. "Nothing Angel. Just having some girl talk." You didn't want to tell Angel what had happened before since you probably expected Cherri didn't want to worry him. You felt an arm wrap around your shoulder, and pulled you closer to them. Cherri smiled down at you before looking back at Angel. "Sorry Angie, got distracted. Lets get back to the party! I owe you a drink Y/N!" Cherri looked down at you when she said that before pulling you to the bar, with Angel following behind, wearing a smirk.

🍒Cherri exchanged numbers with you after that. She chatted with both you and Angel on the regular. Her messages were very wild and enthusiastic, either sending a picture of herself in a fight or just making funny inappropriate jokes. She had invited you to her crib to hang out at one point. You should consider yourself lucky, cause she only invites the people she cares about to her place, so the fact that she did that means she considers you a very close friend. She has offered to help train you too, since she noticed your lack of skill in combat, so she wanted to help prepare you. She knew that it would help you in the long run and also allow you to tag team together in a turf war.

Vox📺

📺Hugging Vox was not as simple as you think. He had a reputation to uphold as one of the three Vee's. Also he didn't like being touched.

📺He was an alright guy despite his massive ego. You had been in his business for a while, so you knew quickly how he function and acted in certain situations. His mood had been very sour lately, since he had just realized his arch enemy, the radio demon was back after disappearing for seven years. His great plan was to call Alastor out during one of his video podcasts, only to be mocked down by Alastor, causing him to short circuit and cause all the power to be cut off.

📺Vox remained in his office after that, fuming. His screen was flickering every once in a while, as blue sparks kept popping up around him. You hesitated a bit, as you stood at the door to his office, contemplating if you should go in a calm him down or just let him cool off on his own. Finally reaching a decision, you walked in.

📺He was sitting in his large red chair, in front of his multiple screens. The back of the chair was facing you, as you walked closer to wear he was. Having reached closer to him, you look at him, seeing if he was okay. He was leaned back against the chair, hands covering his screen. It was mumbling something to himself, which was hard to make out, but you heard some words like "alastor" and "a✪✪hole."

📺Clearing your throat, you allowed your presence to be know to him. Vox jumped a bit, before removing one of hands to look at you. He was clearly irritated, given the scowl on his face. "The hell you doing in here? I made in clear I was not to be disturbed." You bounced back a bit at his tone, but you stood strong. "I apologize, sir. I had come to see if you were alright, since you have been in here for a few hours." Vox continued to glare at you before putting his hand back to cover his face. "Argh! That old fashion radio di✪✪head still has me pissed off!" You listen to him rant, and wanted to at least find a way to ease his emotions. "Will you allow me to help calm you down?"

📺Vox removed his hands from his face, his screen eyebrows arched up a bit. He gave a sigh and just waved his hand in the air, saying to do whatever. Taking a deep breath, you walked closer to Vox, leaning down to wrap your arms around him. Vox just froze, hands raised up in shock. He wasn't expecting something like this. After a few seconds, you let him go and stood back up, rubbing your neck. "Sorry! I- That always use to make me feel better whenever I am upset about something, so I though that would help you." You continued to look down away from Vox, afraid that you overstepped.

📺You slowly look back at him, hoping he wasn't more enraged. He surprisingly wasn't, but was more stumped then anything. Soon his screen face lit up with his blue-teethed smile. "Well that was a surprise! Didn't expect you to do that?" He continued to smirk at you, which made you twiddle your fingers. "Sorry." Vox just gave a huff, turning his face away. "Well I didn't hate it." That comment surprised you. You weren't able to see his face,, but his screen looked a tad pinkish, but it was hard to make out. Letting out a cough, he turned back and stretched. "Well time to get back and do some overlord work. You can head back and do whatever." Smiling, you bowed your head a bit, "Very well, sir." You turned around, beginning to walk back to the sliding doors. "Vox." You stopped and turned back, "I'm sorry?" Vox spun his chair, around facing you, "You can call me Vox." His face was hard to read, since you never seen him with that kind of expression before. He slowly turned back around, back of the chair facing you now.

📺He was a bit different after that whole interaction. Yes, he was still the egotistical Vox, but he acted a bit softer when he was with you behind closed doors. He would ask how your day was and how the new Voxtech sales were coming along. He tried to have you around more, whenever he was doing his podcasts or having a meeting with the other Vees. You noticed his eyes staring at you, with a sort of soft look, but he would quickly turn around like nothing was happening.

Valentino🦋

🦋It wasn't easy to offer Valentino a hug. He was one of the the three V's, the overlords that dominated most of Pentagram city. Valentino was a busy man, since he controlled a lot of the lustful side of the city, so he was either surrounded by hot demons or working as the director for his porn videos.

🦋 However, he was prone to hissy fits, that would result in him either breaking multiple things in his office or injure one of Velvette's models. You weren't sure what caused this tantrum, but you could hear Valentino's squeaks of rage from his office.

🦋After a couple minutes, it began to quiet down, giving you a sign that it was safe to enter his office now. Opening the door to his office, you saw the mayhem that was now his office space. Papers had scattered the floor, some clothes were throw on the ground and broken pieces of glass were scattered everywhere on the floor. In the middle of the room was a giant red smoke cloud, likely containing the moth himself. You could see him a bit through the smoke, wearing a scowl, but his eyes were closed.

🦋You didn't say a word, and just started to clean up the mess. Valentino peeked his eye out to look at you, and closed it again. After fixing his clothes and throwing away the shards of glass, you picked up the papers, assembling them in a stack and walk over to his desk. Placing them down, you looked up at the moth man in front of you. He was still wearing a scowl, while muttering little curses under his breath. "Umm..Mr. Valentino?", calling out his name, you approached a bit closer, to where you were standing near his chair. Valentino opened his eyes, flashing crimson at you. "What is it?" his tone was still agitated, and his eyes were glaring at you.

🦋You fiddled with your fingers for a bit, then you slowly got closer to him, wrapping your arms around him in a hug. He was very tall, but since he was sitting down, it was easier for you to place your arms around his back, putting you head next to his neck Valentino let out a little squeak in shock, his multiple arms jumping up, which caused the pipe in one of his hands to drop to the ground. "Oh~ You looking to play gatita?" You could tell he was smirking at what you were doing. You shook your head, "I'm not doing this to have sex with you. I'm giving you a hug to cheer you up." Valentino was quiet after you said that. You were about to let go, thinking you made him more upset, but you felt his arms pull you closer, lifting you up to have you sit on his lap. His head bent down as well, leaning closer to your neck.

🦋None of you had said a word, as you continued to hug each other. You felt a pair of lips kiss your neck, giving you goosebumps. Slowly Valentino removed his head from your neck. His two hands moved to push you back, before placing the both of them on your cheeks. He was wearing a very tender expression, it was quite a surprise to see since you only saw him with a smirk or glare. "Gracias hermosa." Leaning down, he placed a kiss on your forehead, causing you to blush.

🦋His attitude with you change entirely after that. He was still a horny bastard, but he cooled it down for you. He wanted you with him at all times, either next to you or sitting on his lap. Vox took a notice to how different Valentino was being, but he didn't question it, since it saved him time and prevented him from having to come and calm Valentino down himself. Valentino began to send you little gifts as well, you expected something erotic like vibrators, but surprisingly, you got roses and beautiful jewelry. He started addressing you by your name more, or he would called you "hermosa" like he did when he kissed your forehead. Welp, looks like you have a giant moth demon attracted to you now.

~END~

(Sorry no Velvette in this headcanon. It is hard for me to write her character. Maybe i'll do a separate headcanon for just Velvette when I have time)

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[theemporium]

yes please, I love ur Remus stories <3 maybe write about him and reader having a fight but the other boys kinda agree that she's right and remus getting mad at them too? idk if u understand what i mean haha but a happy ending ofc

thank you for requesting!🖤

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You and Remus didn’t fight often, not really.

You had the odd squabble here and there, the ones that didn’t really mean anything and would usually end with the both of you laughing it off. Or the ones that were so stupid that you’d go a few hours not talking to each other before realising just how dumb you both were.

But it had never been this bad. And it had never been in front of an audience either.

“He’s gonna come around, bug, just gotta give him some time,” Sirius murmured as he slumped down onto the couch next to you, wrapping an arm around you and pulling you into his side.

“Is he though?” you whispered, the thought that had been plaguing your mind for the last few days and saying it out loud only made the pit in your stomach deepen. “He hasn’t spoken to us in three days, Sirius.”

“He’s just a stubborn git sometimes,” Sirius assured you with a soft squeeze to your shoulder. “He needs some time to realise that he’s wrong. He’s gonna come back to us, bug, I know our Moony.” 

“I’m just worried,” you admitted, your chin tucked against your chest as you stared down at your hands, picking at the skin around your nails before another hand reached over to bat your fingers away.

“We are too,” this time it was James who spoke as he settled on the other side of you, flashing you a smile that made the tightness in your chest ease a little. “But he’s a good egg, even if he is a bit emotionally slow sometimes.”

In all honesty, you couldn’t remember exactly what the fight had been about. It started off as a conversation about the full moon and Remus’ safety, and it ended with you two yelling at each other from across the room before he stormed off after Sirius and James stepped in, backing you up.

He didn’t return to the flat that night and you heard from Lily that he had crashed at Mary’s place for the time being. You were happy he was safe but you wish he was home, you wish he was with you. Sleeping in your bed alone only further set you on edge and the fact the house seemed so empty didn’t help. 

It was why the two boys had been hanging around as much as they could. You knew exactly what they were doing, even if they didn’t say it out loud. But you appreciated the gesture nonetheless. 

“What do you feel like for dinner today?” James asked as he reached for the pile of takeout menus lying on the coffee table. “It's your turn.”

Sirius frowned. “I thought it was my turn?”

“Yeah but you’re gonna choose something weird,” James grumbled, narrowly avoiding the attack when Sirius leaned over to smack the back of his head.

You laughed. “Both of you are actual children, I—”

But you cut yourself off when you heard the door lock turning. 

In an instant all three of you were standing, the boys taking a stance in front of you with their wands drawn and ready, only to pause when they noticed it was Remus walking through the door. Remus, with heavy bags under his eyes and a bouquet of your favourite flowers in his hand. 

“Hi,” he whispered, taking in the sight of his two friends before his eyes fell on you.

“Hey,” you whispered back with a timid smile.

“Uh, we’re gonna go!” James suddenly announced as he slapped his hands together. “Isn’t that right, Pads?” 

“Very right indeed, Prongs!” 

If it weren’t for the werewolf standing a few feet away from you, you would have found the sight of two grown wizards scattering and rushing towards the door quite amusing. But your attention was completely snagged on your boyfriend.

“Let me just get this out before you say anything,” Remus quickly spoke up before you could even open your mouth. “Please.”

You nodded for him to continue.

“I’m sorry, baby,” he whispered out as he began to walk closer to you. “I am so fucking sorry for being an idiot these past few days. I am sorry for having my head up my ass. I am sorry that you just cared about me and my safety and I freaked out on you.” 

His eyes never left yours as he stopped a few inches in front of you, letting out a shaky breath. “I guess it’s still hard for me to remember that I have people who care about me and accept me. That I have someone like you who loves me unconditionally.”

“Even when you’re being an ass,” you added with a soft smile.

Remus grinned. “Even when I’m being an ass.”

“I just want you to be safe,” you murmured softly, almost as if you were scared to kick off the argument all over again.

“I know, I’m sorry I freaked out,” he muttered as he placed the flowers down gently before taking your face in his hands. “I love you and I would have done the same for you.”

You leaned into his touch. “I love you too, Lupin.” 

“Thank fuck for that,” he said with a sigh of relief before he leaned down to kiss you.

“Be honest,” you muttered against his lips. “Did Mary kick your ass when you told her the whole story?”

Remus snorted. “Big time.” 

Your grin widened. “I knew I loved her.”

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[ohisms]

↪   ᵀᴴᴱ 𝑀𝐼𝐶𝐾 .    (  a  series  of  sentence  starters  from  season  1  of fox's sitcom ,  “ the mick ” .   adjust  phrasing  as  necessary . will be updated !  )

oh my god , why do you have gasoline ?!

we're fine , not that it's any of your concern .

stay out of trouble .

no , you're not coming in with me .

you're embarrassing . you embarrass me . i'm embarrassed of you .

can i bum a smoke , please ?

it's okay , i already have a dollar .

i get the sense that you're in need a lot .

i don't have a problem . you do , otherwise we wouldn't be having this conversation .

what do you mean ? you invited me .

i got into yale , that doesn't mean i'm going .

the scales of justice tip in favor of the wealthy .

if we throw enough money at this thing , i'm sure it'll go away .

let's catch up in ten years when you need another loan .

i feel like we got off on the wrong foot .

i want you to come to me with boy problems . or girl problems , i don't assume .

i know you think you're pretty clever with this plan to drink me under the table , but there's two problems ... you're not , .. & you can't .

she's not dead , i can see her breathing .

i cannot count the number of times i've been ripped off a barstool & thrown in a cage .

i should probably get out of the house , yesterday kinda got away from me .

i don't like these people . but i like you .

why are we at a poor person's restaurant ?

don't touch my stuff , psycho .

no , i don't believe you . you're lying .

uh , i don't know , maybe because you're a lying bitch .

okay , look , i understand this stuff is really hard to hear .

let's just keep our voices down , okay ?

you think i care about these idiots ?

what is wrong with you ? you're making a scene .

how's that for a scene ?! dinner & a show !

i know what you're up to , & you're not gonna get away with it .

i'm sorry , you think you're in charge ?

once all this is gone , all that's left is this . & nobody wants just this .

wait , wait , wait ! i'm coming with you !

i will only go if i have your blessing .

if you need anything at all , do not hesitate to call 911 .

[ name ] , my beautiful angel !

i heard about that little accident you had .

so , this is it ! home sweet home .

holy crap , you're alive ...

what are you doing here ? are you living at my place ?

okay , i'm sensing some major hostility here .

i thought you were dead !

don't pay attention to him , he's no one .

— i'm just kidding ! oh , i'm so sorry , your face ...

no ... you're joking — this is a joke , right ?

i'm gonna go freshen up , this'll be fun !

my legs are heavy , but my mind is light ...

wait , why is my window open ?

do i look like i'm playing games ?

we both burnt that bridge , it doesn't matter who lit the match .

i need you to do me a favor , i did you a favor .

oh , thank god you're here . you've gotta help us .

oh , i'm not going anywhere .

what do you want me to do about it ?

knock - knock ... can i come in ?

oh ... i get it . you're jealous .

enough with the guessing games , i'm freaking out over here .

fine . i'll fix this myself .

i thought we agreed i'm the boss ?!

if you saw my silence as agreeing with you , that's on you .

don't take it personally , his heart just isn't for sale .

not now , [ name ] , i'm gloating .

[ name ] ?! since when do you smoke ?

HEY .. !! [ name ] . just the person i wanted to see .

i haven't gone this long without a smoke in years .

either be part of the solution or get the hell out .

well , now i feel like you're lying .

regardless of how we got here , i'm having a really good time .

is it ? is it creepy to be ahead of everybody at all times ?

i want to squeeze you around your neck until you can't breathe .

i said that forever ago when i was young and dumb .

if i were you , i would take this opportunity to lay low .

that's the opposite of what i just suggested .

[ name ] , you've been overruled .

i don't mean to offend you , you don't fit the [ surname ] brand .

it's already happening , we're becoming socially radioactive .

i'm sorry , that night is a blur of bad pinot and intolerable conversation .

oh , so you're a liar too ?

i was sitting at home , and then i remembered you're not my boss .

what's the matter ? little plan didn't work ?

#rp meme #inbox meme #rp sentence starters #inbox prompts #ohisms

[blessedwithabadomen]

in love with the mess - day five

summary : Aubrey is going on tour and, for once, she's decided to focus on having as much fun as possible. Oli can be a little shit but he does nothing short of adore Audrey and... well, maybe Noah a little, too. Noah likes the flirting, as long as no one gets too close, emotionally. But what will happen when the three of them take it too far?

content : fluff, flirting, drinking, everyone gets a kiss

length : 4.2k

tags (let me know if you want to be tagged!) : @veronicaphoenix @cookiesupplier @lma1986 @jilliemiw86 @bngurngheart @lacktoesandtoddlerants @narcissisticbehavior81 @flowery-mess @shilohrosechicken @justeli6 @starvingarsyn @floatinglikeaswan @somebodyels3

a/n : here we go!! enjoy and feel free to comment, ask, reblog 💗

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day five

Something about the check-in at the hotel in Manchester was fishy and had caused a ridiculous amount of chaos that needed to be sorted out by the tour managers. I made the best of the situation and got comfortable in the lobby with my laptop, determined to get some work done ahead of time. Lia was going to be here in just a few hours and I'd promised her to free my schedule as much as possible.

Plus, I knew we would be drinking, so the ride to Glasgow tomorrow was going to be spent regretting my hangover and lying in my bunk, not doing hours of work.

The only strange thing about the day so far was that I had seen neither Oli nor Noah. Noah’s absence was to be expected to a certain extent; he was in a different band, on a different bus, with slightly deviating schedules, so the chances of running into each other could be quite low. I hadn't gotten a message from him either though. At least rumour had been going around that he woke up as good as new this morning, whatever had been beating him down yesterday had vanished completely. Oli was more surprising considering he was consistently put into an adjacent hotel room, travelled in the same tour bus and technically employed me.

Funnily enough, the question about the two missing frontmen was answered sooner than the check-in chaos got resolved. I heard the two of them entering the lobby together before I saw them. Pushing each other away, both seemed eager to get to me first as soon as they spotted me, stealing a bag from each other's hands over and over again.

“Fucking stop, I’m the one who knew to get this for her,” Oli complained, trying to keep the paper bag out of Noah’s reach, who was quicker than him and caught it behind Oli’s back.

“Yeah, and I’m the one who’s gonna give it to her!”

“Give it back, you wanker!”

Their fight came to an abrupt end as they stood in front of me looking up at them over my laptop.

“I got you something,” Oli explained, motioning to the bag.

“We got you something,” Noah corrected.

“Just because you walked next to me, doesn’t mean you had anything to do with it!”

I felt another bout of their little spat coming on, so I quickly intervened and stole the bag from Noah’s hands. Both of them quieted down immediately, watching me as I opened it up. The sweet scent of pastries filled my nostrils immediately.

“Are these…?” I didn’t finish my question as I brought the baked good to my nose, inhaling it deeply once again before taking a hearty bite ouf of its flakey goodness. I didn't know how Oli new. I couldn't remember if I'd ever told him and if I had, I was sure it was in passing only. The fact that he not only was aware of my sweet tooth but also went out of his way to satisfy it with my favourite goods caused my stomach to flip. “Thank you so much, that’s so sweet.”

“From your favourite bakery,” Oli proudly agreed. “You said you weren’t in Manchester that often and- well, I thought after yesterday-”

“Wait, what happened yesterday?”

Suddenly, Noah was all ears. I was much too preoccupied with the best thing I’d tasted in months to think about how to explain. Oli had mentioned it, Oli could solve the situation.

“Aubrey was in a right mood last night,” Oli said with grin. “A little brat.”

I almost choked on my pastry, a few flakes flying away from me as I got my breathing back under control. I shouldn’t have been so surprised. Oli was hardly known for being a prude about these things.

“And I went to sleep instead,” Noah groaned, sounding genuinely remorseful. Our eyes met for a moment. Somehow, I knew we were both remembering last night, too, me bringing him back to the hotel room, him warning me off. He looked away first, as if a little embarrassed. I wasn’t sure what to do with it.

“I’m sure you’ll find out for yourself soon enough,” it burst out of me. But I’d already learned that the combination of us three left very little room to hold back in that aspect.

Oli leaned down to me, his thumb wiping at the corner of my mouth where some chocolate had seemingly gotten stuck. He tapped my lips. It was enough for me to dumbly open my mouth and suck it in, twirling my tongue around it to get another taste. He chuckled darkly, satisfied how easily I went along with him, before pulling away, finding another bit of chocolate to swipe away, this time offering his thumb to Noah.

He was torn. Quite visibly so. The tension hung in the air as he tried to decide on which move to make now, all three of us basically holding our breaths to see what would transpire.

Then, some loud laughter from the crew erupted somewhere else in the lobby, loud enough to pull him out of it. He actually shook his head, as if that could make the thoughts disappear.

“Fuck you, Oli,” he muttered, without much force behind it.

“Yeah,” Oli laughed, licking the chocolate of his thumb himself, “I bet you’d like to.”

•••

Whoever said that time flies when you’re having fun had never felt time slipping through your fingers when you were desperately trying to get your boss to get to all things in his agenda on time while he was being an absolute arse for no reason but to amuse himself. On top of that, your best friend was blowing up your phone in excitement of getting to see you, effectively starting a countdown that only served to distract you from the work you should be doing.

By seven o’clock, I was thoroughly exhausted and annoyed. At some point, Noah had even pulled me aside to give me a much needed hug, although it had been cut short by Lia announcing her imminent arrival. Luckily, Lia did what she did best and that was raise my mood impossibly the very second I saw her.

Her arms around me felt like home. She was the only anchor I felt I still had, while I was always trying to never get too settled in one place with my work taking me all over, but we’d been friends since childhood and she’d always refused to budge. I didn’t thank her for it enough.

“Okay, catch me up asap, what’s been happening, what’s been going down, have you managed to bang anyone yet?”

I shot an apologetic smile at the two stagehands walking past as I walked down the corridor with Lia, an AAA pass hung around her neck and so excited that I wondered if she’d had a drink before coming here. With a slightly quicker step, I dragged her into Oli’s dressing room, aware he was currently hanging out with the rest of his band.

“Well, there’s been no fucking, but…”

I awkwardly started tidying up the dressing room. It came as second nature, really, trying to make sure things were in order, helping Oli out for later, not letting him drown in his chaos. I busied myself with a hoodie that I decided needed folding.

“But?! Aubrey, you’re not seriously gonna leave me starved for information here!”

“I mean, I did make out with Noah and I’ve seen Oli’s dick, so…”

Her squealing, I was pretty sure, could be heard next door and I couldn’t help but laugh. Lia was nothing if not supportive of basically anything I did.

I gave her a quick rundown of the last few days, keeping some of the details to myself while still letting her know what I’d been up to, including just about every endeavour I’d found myself in with the guys. She did nothing short of react appropriately, aw-ing and ooh-in and gasping and laughing. I’d missed having her around.

In the middle of me letting Lia know that, yes, I most definitely got cleaned up after last night’s escapade and, no, Oli and I hadn’t spoken about it yet and also, no, I didn’t think Noah knew, when the door to the dressing room flew open and revealed Oli himself.

“Speak of the devil,” Lia mused and I briefly panicked about her letting Oli know just what we were talking about, even though I knew fully well she would never betray me like that.

“I could say the same about you,” Oli replied, attempting to sound cruel but unable to hide the smile on his face.

“Why on earth would you have been talking about me?”

“Oh, I wasn’t. I was referring to the part where you are the devil.”

“Oh, you bastard!” Lia exclaimed with a laugh. “You coming out with us after the show?”

“Hell no. We got an early bus call and a four-hour drive to Glasgow. And I know what you get up to, Lia.”

My heart sank a little, even though I knew Oli was only being reasonable. We did only have a few hours in the hotel before we needed to get going again. I was going to be fine, really - I planned on not getting blackout drunk and there wasn’t too much left for me to do tomorrow that I hadn’t already taken care of. Plus, I wasn’t the one who had to be up on stage that night delivering the show of their life.

“Fucking party pooper.”

“I’m so much of a party pooper that I specifically came to get you two because Bad Omens are about to start. Managed to organise some wine for you too. Good enough?”

“Just about,” Lia mused, standing up and walking past him and out of the room with the confidence only someone who had on idea which way the stage was could have. We both looked at her leave, overly amused, until I remembered she was my friend and I should probably make sure she wouldn’t get completely lost.

Oli stopped me at the door. “You gonna stop by when you get back tonight?”

“I could just text you that I got back safe, you know. It might get late.”

He slung his arm around my waist, pulling me into a side hug, a telling smirk playing on his lips. “I’ll gladly wake up for you.”

•••

I wasn’t quite sure how we ended up in Oli’s suite - a suite! Motherfucker had a suite all to himself! - playing questionable drinking games (Truth or dare? Never have I ever? 21 questions? Honestly, it was hard to tell at this point) way past midnight and maybe it was because I was a little intoxicated - not drunk, I was still aware I had a bus ride in just a few hours - but I was tipsy enough not to question it just yet.

The evening had gone something like this: Oli had, in fact, organised two bottles of wine and exclusive seats for us during the show. Lia was blown away by Bad Omens and the way Noah sang and how she couldn’t blame me at all for crushing on him. Then, Lia followed it up by being blown away by Bring Me The Horizon and their production and the Oli’s stage presence and the fact that I had somehow not banged him yet. Especially when he effectively climbed his videographer. Didn't help with the thoughts in my head either. Both of those bottles were killed by the time the show was over.

We had briefly ventured out to Lia’s favourite bar for a few shots, but had quickly realised that talking about Oli and Noah in a crowded place full of people who had just left the very concert they had performed at, wasn’t the wisest decision. So, with some more alcohol in tow, Lia had stolen my phone and texted the two men and somehow, somehow convinced them to join us for a little afterparty. Now all of us were feeling the buzz and going along with Lia’s questionable ideas.

“Worst place you’ve ever vomited?”

“Just about every single time it happened on stage, and love, it happened,” Oli laughed. Those had been the bad times. I didn’t miss them at all. I’d trade them for this version of Oli, happy, healthy, optimistic, flirty, bloody gorgeous any day.

“Alright. No need to get into that. Noah, empty your wallet and show everyone what’s inside.”

Noah didn’t hesitate, grabbing the item from the back pocket of his trousers and emptying its contents. There wasn’t too much interesting stuff in there - ID, a credit card, some loose change in more than one currency. Lia grabbed onto the condom wrappers immediately. Three of them.

“Ultra thin, extra lube, ribbed,” she read aloud. “Damn, someone knows how to treat their partners.”

Noah blushed a little under the redness that the alcohol had already flushed his cheeks with. I was pretty sure I did the same, my mind running away with thoughts. This was good. He quickly gathered them up again and stowed them away but I didn’t think he missed the way Oli raised his eyebrows at him. Surprise enough that he didn’t say anything.

“Aubrey, who would you like to kiss in this room?”

“Who wouldn’t I like to kiss!” I giggled, taking another sip of wine, even though it was starting to get to my head. Obviously.

“Well, me, hopefully, or you’ll have to deal with my wife,” Lia laughed, holding up the wedding ring on her finger. “Anyway. What caused your last relationship to break down?”

She didn’t aim the question at anyone in particular, but Noah, sweet, closed-off Noah, suddenly had an intense urge to answer.

“What didn't,” he groaned, throwing his had back and cradling the bottle in his hands. “Touring, the distance, the groupies that don’t exist, the missed phone calls, the not being enough.” He threw his hands in the air in defeat. I thought it was the most he had revealed about himself, like, ever. “And here comes the kicker. I was talking about proposing to her with the guys and looking up rings the very morning of the day she broke up with me.”

Silence engulfed us. A comment from Folio, just a few days ago, and Noah’s very unamused answer was whirling in my head, but I was too intoxicated to make perfect sense of it right now. I just knew there was a connection.

I didn’t know if telling him I was sorry would cut it. Bit of a big deal, really, finding someone to marry who drops you like that. What do you say to that? Luckily, good old Oli jumped in pretty much immediately.

“Emotionally unavailable and obsessed with myself,” he said. “Pretty sure that’s a direct quote, too. Probably not too wrong about it either.”

Apparently we were sharing break-up stories now. My turn, I decided.

“Told her that, very theoretically, mind, I would be open to polyarmory. Because, you know, I definitely think you can be in love with more than one person. And if everyone’s happy, I’m sure there’s something great about relationships that aren’t just two people. Well,” I mused, throwing back another sip of wine to keep myself going, spilling a little on my top, “all she heard was ‘this is an open relationship without any rules now’ and went and banged someone else the next day.”

The three of us looked each other, throwing pitiful looks around, realising we were all pretty fucked up in our own ways, and suddenly broke out laughing. It almost took my breath away, the intensity of the relief of sharing these little things with people so dear to me, letting them understand me a little better, understanding them a little better in return and oh god more wine on me. These jeans would have to go straight into the washing.

“Enough tearjerker stories,” Lia announced, but there was no malice in her words. “Let’s get back to the fun questions! Worst sex experience! Oli, please, I want to hear yours.”

“Alright, first one that comes to mind right now, couple of years ago, right, I hook up with this girl, all fun and games, but it’s very fucking tame, you know? And out of nowhere she just fucking chokes me. I’m not saying I don’t like it, but that proper came out of fucking nowhere. Like. Normally, you’d ease up to it, if you hadn’t talked about it.”

Suddenly, Oli seemed to be sitting much closer to Noah than before. I wasn’t sure if it was my imagination. Or the light.

“You’d have your hands on them somewhere,” Oli explained, drawing out his words, as his hand landed on Noah’s chest. He was caught off guard for a moment, but silently allowed the moment to play out. “Slowly move them up, see if they enjoy it.” 

Oli followed through. Noah was definitely enjoying it. I was transfixed on the display in front of me.

 “Get a little skin-on-skin contact.”

His fingers were tracing the line where Noah’s shirt ended, just letting his fingertips play with the hem a little. I’d never seen Oli so gentle, but it was doing things to my body. Noah’s breathing was speeding up now, chest heaving, unable to keep it hidden. I couldn’t blame him at all.

“See how they react to your hand being closer to their throat.”

Oli’s hand moved higher, carefully stroking the skin at Noah’s neck. Noah swallowed, hard, his eyelids fluttering shut. It was as if he was loosing all control over his bodily reactions. It was intoxicating to watch.

“And maybe, you know, if they don’t move away or move your hand, you can give it a try.”

And Oli did. Wrapping his hand around Noah’s throat and squeezing a little. Just the slightest bit. Just the possibility of more. And Noah moaned.

“And that’s my cue to get myself on an uber home!” Lia declared loudly, standing up and just about catching the wine bottle that had been in her lap before it toppled over onto the carpet. She was swaying a little, quite obviously the most drunk out of the four of us and I quickly made the executive decision to accompany her downstairs and wait with her. Oli gave me a nod, a satisfied smirk on his face. Noah didn’t look at me at all, but he seemed to be questioning all his life choices.

“Girl! What’s going on between the two of them? I knew you were developing… something with both of them, you didn’t tell me about the two of them with each other!”

I awkwardly fumbled with Oli’s room key as we descended on the lift. “I don’t think they know either.”

“But, do you mind?”

I looked at her, thoughtful for a moment, almost missing the time frame to leave the lift as it arrived in the lobby. Did I mind?

“No,” I answered, without giving it any further thought, just knowing. “No, I really don’t.”

“That’s what I wanted to hear,” Lia giggled, giving me a hug so enthusiastically it almost toppled us over. “Now go, go and get them together and then get them both for yourself.”

•••

I didn’t knock when I used the key card to get back into Oli’s room. It shouldn’t have come as a surprise that I was going to be back - not only had I actively snatched the card from the desk but I had also left all my stuff in there. Still, none of us had seen the situation coming, apparently.

The first thing I saw when I entered the room was that neither Oli nor Noah were still sitting on the couch. The second thing I saw was that Oli had pressed Noah against the wall instead.

They didn’t notice me immediately, too caught up in their own world as Oli frantically pressed his lips to Noah’s. Entangled as if they simply couldn’t get close enough, one of Oli’s hands was in Noah’s hair, keeping him in place, keeping him complacent, the other running up the outside of his thigh, as Noah was pawing at Oli’s back, as if not sure what his hands were looking for, but trying all the same. My heart fluttered with… love? The door falling shut behind me caught their attention.

They didn’t jump apart. In fact, their hands were still exactly where they had left them. But both of them had turned their heads so fast it looked painful.

“Don’t stop on my account,” I grinned. “I’m very much enjoying this.”

Noah was visibly shaken up and out of breath and I wondered if that was what happened to people who got to kiss Oli Sykes, but Oli himself was in the best of moods.

“See, I heard that you went and kissed our Noah here,” he explained, slowly detaching himself from him. Noah’s body almost followed on its own account, seemingly not having enough of the other man just yet. “And I got really, really jealous. But now I’m realising that means he got to kiss you, too.”

“There’s really no need to be jealous, at all,” I replied, letting him come closer and closer, just to push him back onto the couch. Straddling his lap, my thighs on either side of his, was a logical conclusion. “You can kiss me anytime.”

There was a hint of hesitation. Something familiar in his eyes, something like home. A decade-long friendship that was begging to be ruined. I knew he saw the same in me. We’d done things with each other, things to each other, that went beyond any regular friendship. But this moment, this temptation of finally getting his mouth on mine, a kiss, felt like it weighed so much more heavily on both of us.

His hands landed on my thighs, moving up to the small of my back, giving me security and safety and all rationality be damned, I leaned down and allowed my lips to touch his.

A shockwave travelled through every inch of my being, then the tension evaporated, as if this was where I'd always meant to be. Oli was soft and pliant under me, a stark contrast to how he usually presented himself, to how he usually behaved around me even, but I indulged in the feeling, grabbing onto his arms to make them wrap around me, letting him hold me close, tightly. I couldn't stop my own hands from tracing along his torso, his neck, his face, silently mapping his body in a way I had never been allowed to before. When his tongue licked against my lips, I let him in.

The kiss became more frantic as I lost all self-control. Years and years of unfulfilled desires poured into us as I pressed myself into him. Oli tasted sweet, so much sweeter than expected, even with the beer still lingering. I could feel myself falling, deeper and deeper, like a feral animal willingly setting foot into a trap, the temptation of the bait calling too loudly to ignore.

I noticed the couch dip before my brain realised Noah was next to us. Then his hand was at the back of my head, gripping my hair and pulling me off Oli. Instantly, he had me turned toward him, Oli’s hands still on me, my body still on his lap, but now my lips were crashing into Noah’s. It was electrifying, his frantic kiss, how his lust must have built as he watched us. Oli’s mouth now at my neck, licking along my tendon, finishing it off with a soft bite.

Noah swallowed my moans easily, still holding me in place, still roughly moving my head to his own wishes. Oli was grinding up into me, his hard dick against my core making me squirm even through the layers, thoughts of what it had looked like, what he had looked like overwhelming my mind. When Noah let go of me it felt so sudden that I almost lost my balance, hands trying to find the couch table behind me as a way to steady myself. The dull noise of a bottle hitting the carpeted floor had all three of us halt in our movements.

The wine ended up on the carpet after all, like a bad metaphor for whatever the three of us had just started and might be unable to stop.

I got up from Oli’s lap, Noah also standing up as if he suddenly didn’t know where he was supposed to be anymore. The awkwardness in the room was tangible, the lines we had just crossed almost becoming visible in my mind as my tipsy brain struggled to make sense of the consequences.

When Noah and I announced our separate departures, Oli didn’t say a word, still staring at the dark red colour seeping into the plush beneath his feet. Both of us went in opposite directions in the hallway. I didn’t know if that was supposed to be a metaphor too.

#Noah Sebastian fic #Noah Sebastian #Oli Sykes fic #Oli Sykes #Noah Sebastian x reader #Oli Sykes x reader #in love with the mess

[lunargrapejuice]

LUNAAAAA ily 🤭 anyway i've read a bunch of your fics and i never thought i would like sephiroth until i read what you write so pls pls pls if you can write smth smutty and sweet of seph it would kill me (p.s. preferably after him and reader have their first baby and they've been so pent up after almost 2 years of not being able to do it)

hi babes!! ily too!🥰🩷 im so glad i could help bring you over to loving sephiroth heheh🤭 i did take this idea but i did change it a bit and then kinda ran away with it? i still hope you like it! thank you so much for reading and requesting something!

the sweetest of dark dreams

sephiroth x fem!reader | 6.3k + words

warnings: 18+ MINORS DNI, porn with plot, un named daughter, hurt/comfort, post ffvii story, violence and drugging (not by seph), he's not pre-nibelheim sane but not crazy seph either?, possessiveness, explicit sexual content, mating press, cream pie, implied multiple rounds, i think that it but please let me know i missed anything!

synopsis: the first thing you saw upon opening your eyes is sephiroth with your daughter smiling at his side and tugging at his sleeve but you’d be lying if you said you hadn’t considered that maybe you never woke up in the first place and you’re still dreaming. is it a nightmare or a sweet dream? you wonder again and again as two days pass, questioning if any of this is even real because how could it possibly be real when your husband who should be dead is suddenly.. here, alive and breathing and making your daughter smile. you don’t know what to believe but all of this feels so unbelievably real it’s hard to tell your brain and your heart otherwise and he doesn't wait long to show you just how real this is.

you’ve yet to decide if this is a dream or a nightmare or which you would even want it to be if you knew.

it started off as a nightmare. no it was so much more than that when you lost sephiroth after the nibelheim mission and somehow even worse than that when you found out you were pregnant. pregnant and utterly alone. on the run from shinra, desperate to ensure your baby would never be known by them, would never have to come close to one of their labs or needles.

then your daughter was born. a mix of you and your soulmate and beyond perfect. the rays of light in her eyes, his eyes, helping guide you through the darkness that had clouded the path in front of you for those first nine months without him and thus nightmare began to turn into a bittersweet dream.

the sweetness of it was easier to take in the more she grew, with each successful day that you’re both free of shinra, but a day never passed that you didn’t think of sephiroth or feel the permanent ache in your chest that had been present since you were parted. and you were never blind to the threats that still lingered. the truth that your daughter shares sephiroths jenova cells and if shinra ever found her.. well you would be sure they never got to her so you would not have to find out and she would never have to know any of the pain her father was put through.

it's what sephiroth would have wanted too. 

nearly six years of you and her, safe and sound, six years of giggles and smiles and you doing everything you can to protect her, a dream you live out for both you and your beloved and when you heard of the explosion of shinra, what sephiroth had done, you had hoped maybe the running could finally be over, but it only took one moment for it to turn into a horror you didn’t dare dream of, that you could hardly take and have relived every night since in your dreams.

“mommy?”

“yes baby?” you replied as calmly as you could and prayed that your daughter couldn’t feel the rapidness of your heart beat under her hands that cling around your neck but you couldn't suppress it no matter how hard you tried.

“is something wrong?”

she’s always been more aware than you know how to handle at times but how could you lie when at this moment everything seemed wrong, so very fucking wrong, like everything you did to try to keep her safe wasn’t enough and never would have been. you remembered crying about how you couldn’t do this without sephiroth during her birth and maybe you were right all along..

you heard he died along with many others that fateful day but there was no mistaking hojo when you spotted him in the city you visited for supplies near the place you had called home for the last half year and the devilish expression on his face when your eyes met let you know he had not mistaken you either.

that sickening smile had only grown when his gaze came to the small child holding your hand, her silver hair so similar to her fathers if her slitted pupils weren’t enough to give her away to him. though you honestly don’t know how much of a look he got of her because so quick you had your daughter in your arms and slipped back into the crowd that frequents this market street.

you didn’t look back but you felt him and others following you.

“whatever happens, just don’t let go of me, okay?” you asked of your daughter, hugging her closer to your body. you had dropped your groceries somewhere on the side of the road to help lighten the load and get you moving faster as she wordlessly buried herself into your chest, holding on like her life depended on it.

she held on just as tightly when she was ripped from your hold by a man dressed in a shinra infantry uniform only minutes outside of the city. like they had been waiting for you, they cornered you against an abandoned building and before you realized it, hojo was behind you and you felt the prick of a thick needle sinking into your side. 

there were a dozen others that surrounded you, some pulling your weakening body away from your daughter as others tried to make her let go of you. you’ve never felt so helpless, so scared and even though you know it’s only a dream this time around, the emotions flood back like they had then. 

“what did you do to me?!” you screamed at hojo in your fight to reach for her but no matter how much you tried to move you couldn’t get your body to do anything and the place where hojo had injected you burned like the heat of it was draining every ounce of your strength and consciousness. 

you hardly heard his answer over the cries of your daughter and the adrenaline pumping through your veins with no way to release after whatever the hell hojo put inside of you. you screamed, unable to hold it back when your mouth felt like it's the only thing that could move or do anything at all. it made your lungs burn with dry heat, you thought they may even burst with how it rages inside of your chest but you could only hope in the explosion it would take hojo and these ass holes with you.

by some miracle it ignited your muscles and you tugged at the hands that held onto you, your strength surprising them and their hold slipped, allowing you a moment to tumble away towards your daughter, reaching out for her with bruised arms just as gunshots echo all around you. 

a gust of wind, like the beat of a giant wing, swirled around you, sending hojos lackeys flying in every direction but you and your daughter remained steady, not a hair flying in the wind. before your hands can connect with her she’s being lifted into the air by gloved hands and when you follow them to the person picking her up, feeling your body succumbing to the serum hojo injected you with, you see sephiroth holding her on his hip, reaching down for you with his other arm, a dark black wing surrounding you like a shield before the entire world faded away.

you awake with the same jolt you had once the serum had run its course, body jolting and gasping for air but unlike then, you’re quick to realize where you are and that things are okay. a weird, uneasy definition of the word but your daughter is safe and hojo is dead and that is enough for you. at least that’s what you keep telling yourself.

it had to be enough because right now nothing else aside from those two things make any sense to you and even the latter you’re only taking at the word of the familiar stranger currently asleep with your daughter in his arms on the plush chair in her bedroom. 

it’s only been a few days since you woke up after being asleep for two weeks thanks to hojos concoction and the first thing you saw upon opening your eyes was sephiroth with your daughter smiling at his side and tugging at his sleeve but you’d be lying if you said you hadn’t considered that maybe you never woke up in the first place and you’re still dreaming. is it a nightmare or a sweet dream? you wonder again and again as two days pass, questioning if any of this is even real. 

how could it possibly be real when your husband who should be dead is suddenly.. here, alive and breathing and making your daughter smile and claiming hojo is no longer a threat because he personally saw to it and you’ll all be safe now. he’ll be sure of it. you honestly don’t know what to believe but all of this feels so unbelievably real it’s hard to tell your brain and your heart otherwise and regardless of whether it is or not, you need to continue to protect your daughter. so even in this foggy state between reality and a fucked up beautiful dream, you do what you’ve always done to keep her safe.

she may be a heavy sleeper but sephiroth never has been himself and you doubt that’s change in the years you’ve been apart so when you sneak out of the house, you hold your boots against your chest as you tiptoe out of the front door and hold your breath with every step until you’re on the edge of the small garden you keep, sitting on the wood plank of the garden box and lace up your boots before making your way back towards the city.

two weeks you’d been asleep. two weeks of not earning any gil and you don’t even know how sephiroth has paid for or gotten the food currently in your pantry. it’s just another worry on your shoulders that makes it hard to breath or think straight but it’s one you can do something about at least. you’d have made better care taking plans for your daughter in your absence had you not been asleep all this time and the fights you planned to join in the undercity for gil being only tonight until next month. you couldn’t wait that long and having joined them before, you know you’ll be fine. thank the goddess there were no lingering effects of the serum as far as you could tell.

that doesn’t stop how sickly on edge you feel the entire walk, like hojo or sephiroth might pop up from the shadows, like you’ve done a terrible thing by leaving your daughter with a man you aren’t sure is real. a stranger, you had called him earlier but you’re just as much of a stranger to him now too. so long without him, your only focus being keeping your daughter alive and safe at any cost and despite your heart with a wound that not even time could heal. you’re not the same person and if he really is the man you once called your husband, the same one who had tried to destroy the planet, he isn’t the same either. 

he had been gentle with your daughter over the past two days of you carefully watching his every move though. she had hardly wanted to be away from him since you’ve awoken and he had seen to her care during the time you were drugged to sleep without as much as a scratch on her little body. she trusted him and though you aren’t sure that you did, you didn’t think he’d hurt her and you’d do your best to get back before either of them noticed you were gone.

your dream replays in your mind as you walk past the place where sephiroth had reappeared before you, right when you needed him. in the moonlight you’d never guess it was the place of a slaughter or the return of someone you never thought you’d see again. it looks almost peaceful in your slowed steps taking in the blades of grass that flatten under your footsteps but it does anything but bring you calmness. 

on the brink of losing it, your mind running a million miles an hour with how to wake up from this dream, how to discern what’s real and what isn’t, you’re thankful the undercity is filled with more life than the actual city is thanks to more than just the townsfolk being here to watch the fights happening in an arena that sits in the center of it all. no one pays you any mind and the endless chatter along with the announcers echoing in the background nearly drowns out your anxious thoughts.

you’d need to figure them out at some point. you know you can’t avoid it forever but it would have to wait for tonight, until you could control just one thing and be sure there was enough gil for whatever your family might need in the coming weeks, until you could feel something that was undoubtedly real to knock you out of this sorry state if for no other reason but your daughter.

like always, you would need to push through for her even when you’re breaking in ways you don’t know where to begin to cover up or fix. then again, maybe you’re just unfixable to begin with. 

having made your way through most of the crowd, you’re nearly at the carved out side entrance of the arena to look over the fight lists and sign up for one’s you know you’ll be able to win against other people and monsters but like he had been waiting for you to arrive, you see sephiroth leaning against the wall with his arms folded and his head down, silver locks covering most of his face just a curtain of starlight. he no longer wears his normal armor but there's no denying it’s him. in the busyness no one seems to notice him either but he’s all you can see.

in a blink, his attention is on you, as if he felt your presence, and you’re frozen in the street, unsure what it is that’s gluing your feet to the ground. fear? guilt? worry? you can’t begin to describe the feeling properly but it's like black tendrils root you in place and make your heart beat uncontrollably, uncomfortably.

unfolding his arms, he takes long strides towards you, his eyes never leaving yours, the expression on his face completely unreadable and as composed as ever. every conscious part of your body tells you to run as fast as you can in the opposite direction, all the while your heart whispers that he would never hurt you. run towards him. you push the urge down, remind yourself he isn’t your sephiroth, and when the nerves in your feet finally get the message and move, it’s away from him that they choose. he’s so close to you by then though and you know you only get away because he’s letting you.

you can’t get out the ‘excuse me’s and ‘i’m sorry’s that sit on the tip of your tongue as you hurry away from the arena and back towards the entrance you came from, accidentally knocking into patrons without looking back. you don’t even know why you’re running when you know there was no getting away from him. even if he’s letting you go now, he was faster. stronger. dangerous. and worst of all and more likely than anything else, maybe you’ll realize he’s just some twisted joke conjured by your subconscious or shinra in order to get whatever they want from you.

it’s just outside the dimly lit entrance to the undercity that sephiroth has had enough of chasing after you and before you can stop in your tracks, he’s standing in front of you, the lights of the undercity reflecting back on his handsome features, and he’s quickly changing your direction and backing you into metal wall of the normally closed off entrance with his steps only inches from yours. it’s only the two of you around with the arena growing louder, telling you the event is about to begin. 

he doesn’t touch you, there’s not a place your bodies connect, no where you’ve dared to reach for in the two days you’ve been awake but you can feel the warmth of him at this distance, smell his familiar leather and flora scent, and it wraps around you like a blanket you had nearly forgotten the touch of but you hesitate to melt into its comfort. his strong arms cage you in, not letting you escape his intense gaze and towering height, and on bated breath you wait for him to make the first move, to say something, anything because for two days you’ve hardly had any words between you but it seems he was not going to let that continue any longer.

“what are you doing here?” he asks and you feel your heart skip a beat at the sound of his voice that wavers with what you swear is worry.

but it couldn’t have been, you tell yourself.  he’s not real. this isn’t real. wake up - wake up!

“it looks to me like you already know,” your words are like venom on your own tongue. you hate the taste but you can’t stop it with the overwhelming feelings currently consuming you, that you don’t know where to begin to process. before he can say anything you continue, finally finding the strength to move and using it to shove him away from you with your hands planted firmly on his chest. it’s the first time you’ve touched him since waking up and you’re almost surprised that he feels solid. it steals the poison behind your words, makes you falter and they’re only defeated now. “you don’t get to judge my choices. i do what i have to for her. i always have and i always will.”

free from his caging, you don’t try to go back to the undercity. you know he wouldn’t let you and gods dammit your daughter is alone right now - your feet start to head back towards home at a quick pace, not waiting up for him or looking back to see if he is following you.

“that’s not the issue here,” his voice is close when he speaks again, as though he’s right on your heels.

you stop in your tracks, turning on the balls of your feet to meet his gaze. goddess how is he even before you.. 

“not the issue?” you can’t help but laugh. it feels horrible though, bitter and heavy and brings tears to your eyes. “then tell me, what exactly is the problem because i can think of so many bigger issues than earning gil to keep my daughter safe!” so quickly you’ve lost your cool, every word you speak brings you closer and closer to bursting into tears.

“you’ve done so much for her,” he says and despite the flinch of the words you used to claim your daughter without him, there’s a soft adoration in his tone that makes you think this really must be some kind of mirage meant to torture you further, to break you, and it’s working. he takes a step closer to you, reaching for you with his gloveless hand but his touch never connects. “but putting yourself in danger is no way of protecting her.”

your tears begin to shed without your permission, letting go with them the floodgates of your emotions. this was too much to take, too much to process when you don’t know what to believe or do when years of longing pain crashes to the surface in a suffocating wave. “what would you even know about it when you’ve been goddess knows where - what - trying to destory the fucking planet - while ive been in agony without you?! trying to get through every day-”

you take a step away from him, thankful there seems to be no one else around you to hear your loss of control, to see the way you run your hands over your face and hair and take in breaths that only seem to fuel the heat inside you that is cracking you with ever added degree.

“did you even come back for me after nibelheim? did you know i was pregnant or about our daughter?!” you’re sobbing uncontrollably, unsure if he can understand your words but you couldn’t stop them just as much as you couldn’t control your weeping eyes. you can’t meet his either when you continue, “i - i don’t even know if you’re real sephiroth! the only thing i know that's real is her and even if this, right now, is some kind of messed up dream hojo’s put me in, i have to take care of her in the chance it’s not and if it is then- then i have to wake up so i can save her. i have to do something! - anything - i -”

the touch of his hands on your face, cradling your jaw with gentle strength, stops you in your tracks before you can fully succumb to fear and grief and every little emotion firing off inside of you, before you drown in your own tears. 

sephiroth says your name and though you can’t tell if it’s helping or making your tears worse, you don’t fight him. “you don’t think i’m real?” he asks, his voice deep and eerily tranquil but before you can protest or reply, his lips are on yours, pressing together in a deep, claiming kiss. one of his hands carding into your hair while the other grabs your trembling hands and brings them up to his chest. 

you can feel his steady heartbeat under your palms, taste him on your lips with each kiss you return that’s coated in your tears and the way he handles you feels like a distant memory. you want to melt into it, let yourself be weak and handled by him like you had years ago but you can’t bring yourself to give in. it’s not real and it hurts that much worse because of it. 

with unreserved strength, he presses you against him with a hand now at your back, splayed across you in a possessive grip, keeping you completely flush against his larger body, your feet nearly off the ground in your reach for him. you gasp against his lips at the sudden contact and when he takes in a deep breath, he affirms you as though he had read your mind, “this is real,” you feel the pressure of his forehead on yours and hiccup in your sobbing at the contact. “and you will never be without me again.”

“sephiroth..” you hold onto the shirt he wears, the fabric bunching in your fists as if he might disappear in the wind if you did not hold onto him. in this state you don’t know if you can believe him but so badly do you want it to be true and you think maybe for a moment you can give in, let yourself believe it for the sake of your heart that’s filled with a hope you worry might break you like you never before if it turns out to not be true.

you couldn’t bear to lose him again. even if neither of you are the same as before, there is no doubt in your mind that he is a part of your soul and heart just as you are a part of his. that you will always be tied to one another in a bond you can’t explain in words but that you’re certain transcends lifetimes and universes.

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the front door to the house creaks open slowly and for the first time since you gave in, you break from sephiroths lips, trying to catch your breath in quiet gasps thanks to the tears still flowing from your eyes. he’s carried you the entire way home, with your legs wrapped around his thin waist and his ever present strength helping him support you with minimal effort. he isn’t keen on letting you go now that you’re home either. 

the house is quiet and in his walk to your bedroom at the end of the hallway, you both peek into your daughter's room to see her sleeping peacefully where sephiroth had tucked her in before following after you. you reach down and shut the door and in his next step, he captures your lips once more in a kiss that makes you light headed and dizzy.

he’s quick to press you against your bedroom door as the click of the lock fills the room and is quickly replaced by your whimpers. aside from when you slept here for those two long weeks, unmoving but with your heart still beating, he hasn’t stepped foot back in your room despite the fact it was torture to be so close and yet so far from you. he had wanted to devour you from the moment you first woke up and looked at him with those eyes that were so closed off but still so full of the love that changed him, that made him realize there was something he could not live without.  

he wasn’t well without you by his side either and regardless of whether you believed him or not, he hadn’t known of your daughter but when he found out, all he had done was search for you until he heard the planet vibrate with your scream that shook his soul and brought him to you, never to be parted again.

“have you remained only mine angel?” he asks low against your lips, with an urgency that tells you he needs you to tell him. he gives you the chance, lifting up further up on his waist and stepping away from the door, latching his lips on the base of your neck, nibbling and sucking on your supple skin.

you’re quick to nod, your words following after he has you on the bed and is on top of you, not letting an inch between your bodies. “only ever yours,” you promise and you mean it whole heartily. there could never be anyone but him in your bed or in your heart.

“only mine,” he echoes, the words vibrating through his chest and then his teeth are sinking deeper into your flesh. you hold back a cry, feeling your body break out in goosebumps as you writhe underneath his broad frame, trying to keep quiet. he shifts and presses his hard, clothed cock over your sex, rolling his hips with a soothing lick over the marks of his teeth on your flesh. “all mine.”

the way he strips you of your clothes is such a stark contrast to how he handles your body. the fabric is carelessly ripped and torn in a ravenous fashion, the fibers easily giving way to his strength but when his fingers touch your skin that lay beneath, they’re acutely aware to your fragility compared to what had become of his own body and maps out every change in your own since sephiroth last saw you like this.

he remains completely clothed above you, his pupils the thinnest of slits underneath thick dark lashes that grow heavier with aching hunger the longer he stares at you. a piercing gaze that makes your entire body tremble and burn with heat. a predator gaze. the eyes of your other half that you only saw in your dreams for so long. but your dreams had never been this real. your heart had not beat like this in six years, not even your endless tears could begin to replicate the feelings coursing through you right now and you couldn’t control a single one of them but you didn’t need to when you surrender all of yourself to him.

the pressure of his body against yours once more grounds you, the warmth of his breath and lips on the skin below your ear, his hand that travels down your inner thigh towards where you want him the most making you whimper in a plea for more. at this point you aren’t sure you’ll be able to stop crying but your tears are slower now, your hands tugging at his clothes for purchase or to get them off of him or some mix of them both.

“i’ll show you how real i am darling,” he whispers against you, placing a kiss to the space below the lobe of your ear right as you feel his fingers on your cunt, slowly parting your folds from your entrance to your clit, groaning at the soft and wet feeling of you. “be a good girl for me.”

in all the time you’ve been apart you’ve never forgotten the feeling of him but have never been able to mimic it with your own hands and could not even dream of it with another, let alone follow through with it just to sate your needs. there’s nothing compared to the way he knows your body better than yourself, the intense adoration he shows it and how easily he finds the perfect pressure against your clit that has you clenching around nothing, arching into his chest, and soaking his fingers.

and when he finally sinks two of his digits into you, you have to bite your bottom lip to keep from screaming out. it feels so good, so right, so real. his body lifts from yours, spreading his legs and yours thighs on top of his follow, giving him the perfect view of your glistening cunt. 

“‘s real,” you don’t mean for the words to be spoken out loud despite the fact they echo over and over again in your mind and you say them so quietly he might not have heard you had he not been so keenly aware of every inch of you.

his other hand comes up to your face, the pads of his thumb soothing below your bottom lip in a gentle caress that coaxes your jaw to slacken and hear the your sweet noises as he thrusts his fingers in and out of your tight hole, curling them when they’re buried knuckles deep inside of you.

“i’m real,” he confirms, running his thumb along your bottom lip.

your hands hold onto his muscular arms, your nails leaving crescent shapes in his skin with every lewd squelch from between your legs each time he pulls his fingers away and pushes back into you with skilled movements until you’re coming so quick, so hard, around his fingers. he massages that perfect spot inside of you that has you seeing stars behind your closed eyes, his thumb pressing against you clit in time with his movements and your orgasm rocks your body, adding to your tears that he begins wipes with his hand on your face as he watches you break around him, feeling himself growing impossibly harder behind the confines of his pants at how beautiful you are. 

his chest is full of the anguish and relief of all these years without you, what he thought he had lost that only drove him to further madness but that was here before him now, that he would never be let out of his grasp again. 

a whimper escapes your lips when he leaves you so very empty with the withdrawal of his fingers but you can’t bear to take your hands off of him. you need to feel more of him, all of him, and don’t stop your pitiful movements that pull at his clothes, shaking and needy. you can’t hold onto him tight enough but it doesn’t bother him, he doesn’t make you stop, and his much steadier hands help you take off all of his clothes, revealing every last bit of porcelain skin that you thought you would never see or touch again and the silken strands of hair that tickle your skin nearly everywhere your hands roam.

settling between your legs, he helps you stroke his cock in languid movements, his larger hand enveloping your own, mako filled eyes entirely focused on you, slitted pupils blown wide taking in the sweet divine bliss on the beautiful features of your face, the delicate curve of your breasts with every deep breath you try to take, the sticky slickness of your pussy that makes his hands on you tremble in held back strength and makes his mouth water. 

“spread your legs for me,” he instructs, his free hand supporting your leg helping you move as he wishes. “spread them wider,” his voice falls deeper, your legs shake but not from the stretch. you do as he says and you let go of his big cock to reach your hands up around his neck to bring him down to your lips. his hair falls around you like streaks of moonlight, bringing you back to the place you always belonged and the softness of his lips on yours, the pressure of his leaking tip at your entrance, all reminding you how real this is. “just like that sweet girl.”

the thickness of him stretches you in a lovely ache that you only want more of and he takes it slow sinking into your tight walls until he’s buried to the hilt, all while kissing so passionately to muffle your shared moans, to feel and claim all of you that he could. his strong grip keeps you still, at the mercy of his movements. even when his hands travel from your hips to your legs while he begins to pull out of you just to sink back in with a powerful thrust, they have you at sephiroths will and you easily give it to him.

grabbing onto the fat of your thighs, relishing in the feeling of you in his hands once more, so pliant and desperate, he pushes your legs to your chest, spreading them wide, and sets a deep and brutal pace when he gives into everything he’s feeling that's only amplified by taking you like this. 

at this angle he’s so deep, fucking you into the matress, and with how unchecked his power is, you don’t doubt you’ll have bruises where his hands hold you open for him but you want the proof that he’s yours again. that you won’t wake up to and he’ll be gone. you hold onto him with just as much fervor, your grip moves from his arms and bury in the thickness of his hair, tugging at the roots with every time you feel so full of him, so close to your release again already, and it only seems to spur him on more.

the bed posts move along the ground in time with his thrusts and when it’s somehow still not enough of you, his chest meets yours, his arms barely holding the majority of his weight over you that has you folded in half, whimpering underneath him with every jolt of his hips inside of you, the slap of his heavy balls against your ass joining your quieted cries of his name and his heavy breaths, his sweet praises. 

“you’re taking me so well - ngh, fuck,” you clench around him, greedily sucking him back in when he’s pulling away from you. “my good girl.”

“‘m so close,” the words are breathless, barely there when they escape past your lips and the heat of them soaks into his own that can’t stop kissing you, delving his tongue into your mouth and tasting you again and again.

“i know,” his voice is octaves deeper, sensual in a way that only brings you that much closer. “don’t hold back. cum for me angel,” it feels like a gentle command, even with all the desperation and love behind his words. “need to feel you cum on my cock.”

“ah! s - seph-!” you can’t get out his name before the pressure between your legs bursts like it never has before and when you feel him throbbing inside of you, painting your walls with his seed, it only adds to the ethereal heat that washes over you and leaves you trembling in the drugging, hypnotizing atmosphere of him still hard inside of you, the feel of his body against you, the numbing tingle of your legs as he helps them unfold and settle comfortable around his hips.

he doesn’t stop there. your heart skips far too many beats at the loss of his chest on yours, not knowing where you began and he ended and your hands that try to pull him back to you are too weak to do anything but follow the way he moves you but he soothed you with his lithe fingers caressing your skin as they help you move onto your stomach.

you mewl at the sensation of his cock moving inside of you while he shifts you into this new position. the sticky mess between your legs drips onto the sheets below you but makes it easy to sheathe himself fully inside you with a gentle and small pull of your hips upwards.

most others would be terrified to be in such a vulnerable position with sephiroth but you’re nothing if not pliant and perfect when he plants his hands beside you, leaning down to kiss your neck as he bucks his hips into your sensitive pussy and whispers against your skin before sinking his teeth into your tender flesh again.

“i’m not done with you yet.”

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in the morning you wake up alone but the noise that erupted from somewhere else in the house and caused you to stir eases your heart before your mess of thoughts begins to come back to you. your daughter's giggles and though quiet compared to her own unrestrained shriek of laughter, you could still make out the deep chuckle of sephiroth.

slipping out of bed, you move slowly thanks to the ache in your muscles and between your legs, your steps a bit wobbly with each one you take to dress in something more decent and walk to the door. the more you move, the steadier you become and by the time you make it to the living area, stopping in your tracks to watch your beloved peel an orange for your daughter who talks to him animatedly, it’s a pleasurable hum throughout your body with every movement reminding you of the words he told you last night.

there’s still a lot to consider. a lot of questions to be answered. a lot of healing to be done. maybe you’ll never be back to normal or you'll be stronger than ever. you don’t have any answers, not for yourself or from him but for this morning, you can let yourself hope this will be the start of the dreams you shared with sephiroth since his days in soldier, whatever version of a normal life might be left for your little family.

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comments & reblogs would be so greatly appreciated!<3 thank you for reading ♡

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Confessions of a Roommate

Jason Todd x Reader (University AU)

Plot: Jason comes back to you shared dorm injured leading to confessions from the both of you.

Genre: PG-13 (Fluff with description of injuries)

A/N: Wrote this in one shot after being inspired by a post about cliche prompts? Honestly can never go wrong. Also time passes so fast that it’s so surreal? Graduating soon so wanted to do another university AU? Reblogs and comments appreciated!💓

(Also was looking for a gif and this is perfect for what I wrote?)

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You lost count at how many times you had to blink at the screen. The words on your laptop were starting to merge together. Groaning, you saved the progress of your work before making yourself some tea.

As much as you wanted, you couldn’t go to sleep yet. The last hurdle before your graduation, you dissertation was giving you more problems then you anticipated. Also, there was another reason that you were burning midnight oil.

You whip out your phone, scrolling through your favorites before hitting on Barbara’s number. True to her name, she picked it up on the first ring.

“Hey Babs, I was wondering if you heard from Jason? He’s supposed to be back by now but I can’t reach him.”

“That’s strange, he left the library half an hour ago.” There’s a moment of silence between the two of you and Barbara quickly fills it. “Don’t worry, I’m sure he’ll be fine. I’ll get Dick to check in on him.”

You thank Barbara, hanging up the phone. Jason was more than capable of handling himself, but the two of you had a roommate code - to always check in with each other whenever either of you had schedules late into the night. It was not like him to break the code.

Pacing up and down in your room, you decide to look for him yourself. As you were about to grab your keys and jacket, you hear the rattling of the doorknob that could only mean one thing. Quickly sending a text to Barbara that the search wouldn’t be necessary, you go to the door.

“Jason!” You momentarily froze at the sight of his bruised face. “What happened? Are you okay? Who did this to you?”

The barrage of questions made your best friend chuckle. “I’m alright. You should see the other guys.” He throws his belongings to the side, not caring where it landed. Jason makes a beeline for the couch, his large frame sprawled on the brown leather.

“Guys. As in not one.” You deadpanned, staring at him for answers. Jason gives a nonchalant wave, expertly dodging the hidden meaning behind your question. “Hey, could you get me an ice pack? I don’t wanna turn up to Mrs Rogers class like a panda. Not when I’m her favorite student.”

“Rub it in literature prince.” You rolled your eyes. Making your way to the kitchen, you extract the medical kit that you bought ever since you first met Jason. “Sit up will ya? Let me see how bad it is.”

He quietly follows your instructions, hissing every now and then when the tip of the cotton bud brushed over fresh wounds. You’re fixated on treating his injuries that you don’t realize how close you are. But Jason does. And he can’t help to admire your beauty.

He gazes at the way your eyes reflect how deeply focused you are. He notices how your nose crinkles when you apply the cream on his face and how your lips are slightly parted as you made sure you didn’t miss any injuries.

“There, all done.” You closed the lid in satisfaction. “Now, can you tell me how you ended up looking like our campus bus ran over you?”

Jason sees the look of concern on your face and decides against lying to you. No use hiding it. Maybe it was time to tell you everything that he had been desperately trying to keep a lid on. He takes a deep breath, preparing himself.

“Before you question me, yes I was studying with Gordon and Grayson.” He sees that you haven’t said anything and takes it as his signal to continue. “I left on time and I was just about to text you that I was on my way back.” Jason pauses, the mere thought of it making him see red.

“You know Chris Anderson?”

“Yeah,” you nod. “And his bunch of cronies from the football team. Why?”

“I met them on the way. Anderson thought it was a good idea to talk crap about you in front of me. And no, I’m not going to tell you what they said to me or I might just end up killing one of them.” Jason balls his fists. Although the blood was cleaned up, you could still see traces of bruising.

Taking his hand onto your lap, you hold it gently, rubbing your fingers over his palm. The repetitive action seemed to have calmed Jason down and he exhales loudly. You give him a reassuring smile.

“Thank you Jason. You always do so much for me.” You frown slightly thinking of the fact that this wasn’t the first time Jason had gotten himself into an altercation. “But please be careful. I don’t want you getting into any unnecessary trouble because of me. Those guys are just dickheads.”

He raises an eyebrow at your choice of words, causing you to shrug. “I mean what I said Jason. I know you can take care of yourself but what if one of them takes it too far. You know how they’re like. I can’t stand the thought of you being hurt.”

As the words fall out of your mouth, you realized what you had just said. Embarrassed, you removed your hands from his grasp, abruptly standing up. “Just… don’t do it again ok? I was seriously worried.” You attempt to make your way to return the medical kit only for Jason to hold you at the wrist.

Looking down at his hunched figure, you struggle to decipher his expression. Until he let’s out a huff of relief. Before you know it, Jason brings you to him, enveloping you in a big hug.

“This is so crazy.” He laughs. “We’ve been friends, roommates for half our lives and you had bigger balls than I had.”

You pause at his words, gently prying yourself from his hold to look at his gleeful smile. “Wait… are you saying?”

“Yes, I like you. I’m sorry it took several fights and a busted lip to tell you how I felt but I am in love with you.”

Breaking out of your stupor, you wrapped your arms around Jason. Enamored with his pine scented perfume, you buried your face into his chest, hoping that Jason didn’t see the growing blush on your face.

“I love you too you idiot.”

Jason only hugs you tighter, not wanting to let go. He does see your flushed face from the mirror, but perhaps Jason will leave the teasing for another day.

After all, he had all the time in the world.

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Songbird's interesting voice lines

Before I dive into the topic I just want to express my gratitude and respect for Minji Chang's work as Songbird in Phantom Liberty. She has done an incredible job and on a personal note - I consider it the best voice performance I've ever experienced in a video game.

I listened to the video linked below and wrote down everything that caught my attention. I haven't heard quite a lot of these in game. I divided everything by topics (?) and also added some lines that I personally find interesting in terms of my upcoming projects. Enjoy and feel free to start discussions! :)

Topics:

Songbird's lore

Songbird about Reed

SongV interactions

AI lines

Just her ✨voice✨

Others

Songbird lore:

"Being in your head's taxing, takes energy and focus." (6:09)

"Don't wanna mess in your head more than I have to. Construct really done a number on you."(11:46)

"Learned my lesson 9 years ago. Blind date with this suit from Asukaga & Finch. Regret that one till the day I croak." (13:40)

"Hanging out inside your head's problematic. For you and me." (14:35)

"V, about the construct… Is it… I mean, you feel you're making your own choices?" (15:04)

"But I believe in random shit and I'm infuriatingly stubborn."(19:35)

"Operating on instinct, intuition, huh? Same here."(20:19)

"Karma, huh? Used to believe in that too. Now, I wouldn't be so sure."(20:29)

"Just been on my mind since I patched in. Maybe cause I've had your biomon feed floating in front of my eyes all the time."(23:54)

"That thing… It almost fried my brain. I had to look for help. Beyond the Blackwall." (30:53)

"I'm gonna puke"(40:39) | she sounds so scared? afraid of doing that? also, internal organs discussion continues. |

"Oath, crednetials, coin? What have you gotten me into?" (1:00:43) | my question is - is the coin mentioned the same coin Myers gives V? |

"I gave myself one last chance and you stripped me of it."(1:10:17)

"I never wanted to join them (FIA)."(1:10:34)

"What you don't know is how sorry I am. How much it all hurts." (1:11:37)

"Pushing forth, never looking back used to piss me off. Now, wish the future was all I could think about." (1:36:50)

"I knew (about the cure) from the start." (1:46:04)

Songbird about Reed:

"But I've shown you my trust. I mean, you're free to sell me out to Reed, or trust me enough to save us both. No guarantee for either of us."(36:52)

"I warned you, Reed stole my life. Once away, I won't let him steal it again."(1:13:17)

"All's better without him."(1:13:29)

"It's more convenient. Yes, con-ven-ient. Reed would say so too."(1:15:55)

"Has a use for me maybe, but one use only. To feel good about himself, what he's doing."(1:34:32)

"I was afraid to trust him. Just couldn't… understand why now was lying to himself. Desperate to believe he wouldn't have to choose between me and Myers, but his and the NUS's national conscience - one and the same."(1:47:24)

SongV interaction lines:

"Sorry, you're ignoring me on purpose or you actually trying and you happen to just suck? I can't tell" (1:25)

"This is the easiest way in, I promise. And stop whining." (4:26)

"To me, you're a rainbow colour figure on a 3D building plan." (4:39) 🏳️‍🌈🧐

"Ooooh, watch your head then." (5:23)

"Not right now, V. I'm… just a little tied up."(8:16)

"Try and get up. I'm on your side, V. We'll get along, I'm certain." (11:38)

"You need this drama? You'll be fine, but if it helps, sure, I promise." (13:29)

"Hurry, V. Please, save her. Save her and I'll save you." (14:59)

"I dunno. Kinda reminds me of my own path I guess." (19:32)

"Mind if I ask why you poked your nose into that?" (20:10)

"Ookay too soon I guess. No pressure, we can come back to it." (20:50)

"Think you'd do anything for another chance?"(23:41)

"Sorry, not, uh, what I… I just want things to work out for you. You're fighting for yourself. Your life. Deserve another shot."(24:02)

"For what we're paying, I expect your complete attention."(50:21)

"Off in la la land?"(50:18)

"See? You don't have to be a douche, just try a little."(1:47:03)

"Plus, made yourself pretty fucking memorable give your antics."(1:50:06)

"Crap, V, really? Can't you just stick to my instructions?" (1:50:11)

"We're lookin' good!" (1:50:43)

(1:51:00) "V, what's going on?" "Hey there." "Hey, V." 😏

"V, you're bleeding!"(1:51:34)

"Looking a little rough, V!"(1:51:36)

"V, give me a hand!" (1:51:43)

"What? Need me to hold your hand?" (1:52:20) yes please

AI lines:

"Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck."(26:41) | Songbird's loosing control over Chimera. I find it interesting how every word is said in a different tone. |

"No, no I have not lost control!" (56:43) | she's in so much pain🥺|

"Who will you betray next? Who have you not yet?"(57:26)

"Hidden harmonies. Hidden meanings. World entirely new. Equation unknown."(1:27:52)

"I see things I've never seen. I hear sounds I've never heard. I feel things never felt. A riddle wrapped in a mystery."(1:28:17)

"It's that how you ultimately lose all those you care about." (1:54:20)

"When you do not exist, there is nothing to fear." (1:54:34)

"Do not fear death." (1:54:37)

"You will not see the home as long as you remain a part of it." (1:54:42)

"Life consists of pieces, scattered, beyond repair." (1:54:48)

"You do not give up even when all have betrayed you." (1:55:33)

When her voice is just ✨:

"All true, Johhny, but don't you fret. You're both safe. (3:17)

"*laugh* I see" 4:34

"Sooo, how's my shortcut treating you?" (5:50)

"And spoil the surprise? No, no, no."(29:01)

"Please, V."(1:17:11) |her voice killed me.|

So Mi crying. (1:17:52)

Others I wanted to include for reasons™:

"Fucking motherfucking fuck!" (7:30)

"Big dreams don't fade. They sack and crumble." (14:10)

"I know what I've done, know the price I've paid. Everything I did, the people I hurt… it's meaningless. It matters not at all." (1:05:10)

"Dying is my only hope." (1:19:42)

"Have to behave like puppy bot set to easy obedience mode."(1:26:11)

"You're so tiny[…]"(1:34:41)

"Orbital's network traffic's looking itchy. Not liking this. They're watching you. Do nothing even remotely sus."(1:39:10)

"Prom-- Mmm…Hm."(1:45:52)

"All I got to say - easy as pie. Should do this more often."(1:51:28)

"Ha! Try again, gonk!"(1:51:58)

#long post #minji chang #song so mi #songbird #phantom liberty #cyberpunk 2077 #solomon reed #songv

[noroi1000]

"Don't look at us when we fuck"

paring: Geto x reader x Toji

Warning: Smut

"I didn't expect you guys to fuck at my son's birthday party. You're not a couple."

You looked over Suguru's shoulder, who was hovering above you with heavy breathing. His length still buried in you as he moved, digging his cock into you.

But when he heard the voice, he stopped.

He turned his head back to look at the man standing in the doorway.

He saw how nervous and ashamed you were. And he also felt your walls tighten around him. Before your upset.

"Get out of here!" He shouted seeing that he was still there, holding the door open.

When he heard the door close, he looked at you with calm eyes.

Then he started to stretch out because he knew you were uncomfortable right now.

It was spur of the moment sex. You weren't a couple, but you felt drawn to each other. You were at the hotel because Megumi had a birthday away from home. Even if he didn't want to. You went to Disneyland. Because his friends wanted to throw him a birthday right there.

It was a nice trip for you.

Besides the fact that you were both older than him, you were invited. You were quite close.

But you were surprised that his father would be here too.

You had nothing against Toji. But he intimidated you sometimes.

Especially when he wasn't doing anything crazy.

He was older, and you saw him as a complete dilf.

You can't help it if you don't have a boyfriend and you see something sexy about him.

But you'd sooner have a boyfriend than go to bed with him.

You and Suguru ended up here, in your hotel bedroom.

But you never expected your quickie to end up getting you caught.

As his cock snapped back, he pulled up the pants he had on his thighs slightly.

"Nice gear, kid."

You looked to the side to see Toji next to you, looking at your naked body, also at Suguru.

"And you have a nice pussy." He said. You blushed a deep shade of red at his words

You guessed Geto wouldn't want to sit around with his dick out while some other guy is there. And you didn't want him to see your pussy either.

So you grabbed his length and quickly pushed him inside, making his hips pressed against yours.

You were somehow hidden between your legs.

Although you don't know what made you feel less embarrassing. Because now you are lying naked on the bed with only a pillow or your hands to cover yourself while a big dick is stuffed into your walls.

"Don't think of me as a pervert. You're not together, you're just fucking. We are adults. And I'm only a little older than you."

"You have a teenage son." Geto growled, leaning over you and shielding you lightly with his body. "And don't look at us when we fuck!"

"But I'm not that much older than you. Besides, I think that little pussy would need an experienced cock."

You turned your head.

Your thighs trembled as your legs were spread apart to accommodate Suguru's hips between them.

"Besides, I already got a little aroused hearing her moans and seeing her now. Plus, knowing that she's got a dick in her right now while we're talking is also a turn-on."

"What do you want?"

"Not so bad. Geto, right? Let's both fuck her and this situation will remain as if it never happened." he said with a smile.

You looked at his face. Following the scar on his lips.

There's no denying that it turns you on now.

Also because he's standing next to the bed, more or less where your face is, and you can see the bulge in his baggy pants.

"I might as well go and tell Megumi that on his birthday, his guests start fucking in the room."

It was blackmail, wasn't it?

But you couldn't help that he was right.

You're not dating Suguru. And he's not that much older than you either.

So maybe a little triangle is something that won't be so bad?

What if no one finds out this way?

"S-Suguru..." you groaned to get his attention.

You wanted to finish this conversation quickly because the feeling of him being still inside of you is overwhelming and you really want him to move. You don't want to come this way. Especially when his belly rubs against your clit.

He looked at you.

"Maybe we should... You know..." you muttered blushing. "If no one finds out... And I'd like to continue..."

You said the last sentence more quietly.

"Good girl." said the elder patting you gently on the head.

Geto felt you tighten around him at this contact.

"So your decision, boy. I guess you want to give her a new experience, don't you?"

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Your head was tilted to the side as you lay on your back, letting Suguru do whatever he wanted with your pussy.

Your mouth was stuffed with the thick head of Toji's cock.

He may not have been as long as Suguru, but his girth made up for it.

A heavy cock covered in veins. Heavy testicles, and black pubic hair.

"All I want to do now is fuck those sweet lips." He said, moving his hips slightly, causing more of his length to enter your mouth.

She moaned loudly, sending vibrations to his cock by the sharp thrust Suguru gave you, driving the tip into your cervix. They competed for your attention.

Whether you focus more on sucking Toji's cock or moaning at the movements of Suguru's cock inside you.

You couldn't think of anything else but this. Because waves of pleasure from being fat fucked hard flowed through you, long dick in the pussy. But you were also getting wetter from having a hot, heavy cock in your mouth.

Geto took your legs from his hips, folding you. And he started to fuck you hard and fast. Reaching the deepest recesses of your pussy.

You released Toji's penis from your mouth, leaving it partly covered in saliva. Just to see Suguru's entire length disappear inside you in one fell swoop. And your pussy always swallowed it so well.

I felt a light tap of something wet against your cheek. As she looked to the side, trying to hold back moans, all you saw was Fushiguro's heavy length.

"Will you swallow that cock like your pussy swallows his cock?" He asked, slapping the tip against your lips, leaving some precum on your lips.

You nodded.

"Open your mouth."

He commanded, and as you held your mouth open, you let out moans.

To end up being gagged by his cock slowly entering your throat while he lightly pressed down on your neck so you wouldn't gag.

The feeling of being stuffed on both sides was overwhelming and so good. The way they fucked your holes, be it mouth or pussy, was so great.

Especially when they both spared no effort chasing orgasm.

And you don't know now if you don't orgasm continuously. Because you feel so good all the time.

You felt tired, and all too satisfied as they both let out low moans, filling you up.

You felt so stretched and so fucked as Suguru's cum filled your womb and Toji's cum spilled down your throat, flowing down your esophagus.

#jujutsu kaisen x you #geto smut #geto x you #jujutsu kaisen #toji fushiguro #toji smut

[omegaworld]

Omg I love your fanfics❤️ If you're going to start writing for Mr. Beast can you do something Karl x reader? Maybe where he likes her but doesn't say anything and then his friends have an idea and in a video Jimmy says that if Karl loses the challenge he will have to declare himself to his crush?

Best friend's brother - Karl Jacobs x reader [one-shot]

Masterlist Recommendations Word count: 3247

Para este pedido eu usei este vídeo do MrBeast como inspiração.

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Y/n met Sean at a gaming convention and they just clicked. It was quick for them to become best friends and as they lived far apart their friendship progressed mainly in online games. One day Sean told Y/n he was going to take part in his brother's stream and sent her the link to watch. She had a lot of fun and thought he was cute, so from then on she started following Karl's streams. Did Sean know about it? No. But she didn't have to tell him everything either.

She met Karl in person when she went to a college near Sean's parents' house. Even though she had a rented apartment, Sean complained that she had to pay rent to his parents because she spent so much time there. Spending so much time there, she ended up meeting Karl, who at first was very confused as to why a complete stranger was sitting on the sofa at his parents' house watching a soap opera with his mother. A very beautiful stranger, but he put that part aside.

His mother explained that she was a friend of Sean's and introduced them by inviting him to watch the soap opera with them. Unsure of what to do and bearing in mind that he had gone to visit his parents, he decided to join them on the sofa.

Although there was silence for a while, a comment from his mother was enough to make Y/n also comment again and laugh at the events of the soap opera. Karl laughed and eventually started commenting too. When Sean went downstairs to check if the soap had finished and saw the three of them on the sofa, he couldn't help but laugh at their enthusiasm.

That was the first of many times that Y/n and Karl met and somewhere in between Y/n developed a huge crush on Karl. She had followed his streams before, but now it seemed different and she realized this when she caught herself grinning like an idiot while watching one of his streams. Sean would kill her if he found out. But it was just a silly crush, right? Right?

"My brother took part in one of the videos with Mr. Beast, I was going to watch it, do you want to watch it with me?"

"Sure" Y/n replied, trying to look indifferent, but it was halfway through the video that a particular scene made them both comment simultaneously and Y/n flinched "Omg he looks so-" "How cute!"

"What?" Sean asks in shock at what he's just heard.

"Huh?" She fumbles trying to disguise it, but unfortunately for her Sean heard clearly.

"You said my brother was cute"

"Did I?"

"Yes!"

"It happens" She says and Sean decides to let it go, perhaps because he didn't want to hear that his best friend had a crush on his brother. And just as well, because Y/n didn't want to admit it at all.

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Y/n was lying on the sofa at her parents' house watching TV when Karl came in and was confused to see her alone.

"Hey" He greets smiling at the sight of her.

"Hi" She greets back.

"My mom?" he asks confused.

"It's Friday, there's no soap today, there's 'Alone' on, she doesn't like this one very much" She explains as she sits down, she didn't expect Karl to come today, he never used to come on Fridays.

"No, don't worry about it" He says as he sits down. He pats his lap signaling her to spread her legs again, this time over his lap. A little nervously, she stretches her legs over his lap and tries to remain calm.

For a while they both watch the program in silence until Karl laughs and makes a comment. She laughs at his comment and makes another. Suddenly they are both commenting hotly on the program and laughing a lot.

After that, every Friday Karl would go to his parents' house to watch the show with her and before they knew it, it had become their thing.

"Is it okay if I give you my number?" Karl asks one night before she leaves.

"Your number?" She asks in surprise, but tries to remain calm.

"Next week I'll be out shooting a video with Jimmy, so we could arrange it and maybe watch the episode together by video call or discord."

Y/n blushed at the thought of him wanting to keep in touch. "Here," she said, handing him her cell phone so he could put in his number.

For two days she struggled with what to say to him. Since he had put the number in her phone, she was the one who had to send the first message. Scrolling through her Instagram feed, she saw a meme related to the show and immediately sent it to Karl before he realized it was the first message. Fortunately, Karl immediately realized it was her and replied in a funny way. The two start chatting daily, from exchanging memes to simply asking what the other is doing.

One day when Karl sees her online on discord he simply initiates a call. When he answers, she asks what's going on and he says he just saw her online and thought maybe they could play something. It was the way she blushed and her heart raced to the point where she feared her microphone would pick up the sound that made her realize that the silly crush was definitely over.

Perhaps she should have realized this beforehand because it had been two years since she had admitted her crush and the feeling of butterflies in her stomach when he talks to her had only increased over time? Probably.

Despite this, he never invited her to play with Jimmy and the others, unbeknownst to her he did this to try not to make his passion obvious and instead repeatedly refused their invitations to stay and play with her.

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Sean and Y/N were watching one of Mr. Beast's latest videos featuring Karl when he couldn't stand her passionate smile at the sight of Karl.

"Ok that's disgusting, you're literally drooling on my brother"

"What? I'm not!" She tries to defend herself.

"I'd hoped that three years ago you'd be over it," he declares simply. It was true, at the time Sean realized that Y/n liked or at least had a crush on Karl, but he didn't want to risk them getting hurt and things getting weird. He thought that if it was something small Y/n would be able to get over it, but apparently he was wrong and couldn't ignore it any longer. He knew Y/n, she wouldn't spend so much time on a mere crush, honestly he hadn't even seen her date anyone since he met Karl.

Then he realized that time she'd slipped up and said he was cute…. Y/n thought.

"Oh look it's now" Y/n points out trying to change the direction of the conversation.

"Now?"

"Yes, she's going to trip, but thanks to that she finds the box, that's the best part, no one expected it" She explains without realizing that Sean is silent.

"How do you know that?"

"Oh… well… Karl sent me the video when they finished editing it so I could give my opinion" she pauses, trying to gauge Sean's reaction, "But I promised to watch it when it came out on the channel!"

"What? He didn't send it to me!" Sean protests.

Y/n tries to disguise the smile that appears. She knows it's stupid, but for her to know that Karl sent her the video and didn't send it to other people or at least his brother was a small victory in her game of feeling important to Karl.

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"Did you send him the last video?" Sean asks Karl.

"Did she tell you?" He says obviously not expecting him to know.

"She slipped up" He stops to watch his brother open the bottle and drink the water to cover up "It would be easier for everyone if you just asked her out"

Karl chokes and is about to defend himself when his cell phone rings with a message. Picking it up to check, a silly grin appears when he sees it's from Y/n.

"You deserve each other" Sean says in exasperation as he gets up and leaves the room.

"Wait, what?" Karl asks, but Sean ignores him.

He definitely couldn't ignore these two any longer and apparently they weren't going to move so he'd have to think of something himself.

___

"Impossible mode?" Sean asks Y/n.

"Yes, although I might call it almost impossible because technically it's possible to pass"

"How much of it have you got so far?"

"Just those first 10 levels of chapter 1, the tutorial basically" Y/n pauses, "But honestly I don't know if it's worth continuing to develop it, the game is basically quite simple, the only thing different about it is the insane difficulty levels. I don't think it's something people will like"

"Maybe I can help" Sean says, picking up his cell phone and starting to type.

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"Today we're going to play the hardest game in the world!" Jimmy declares as the video begins.

The camera changes and Y/n and Sean appear in the shot as Jimmy approaches them. "We're here with S/n, Karl's brother's best friend and also the developer of this game. Do you have anything you can tell us about the game?"

"Initially it was a simple game I made for college, but when I was told it was easy I started adding more difficulties and I'm currently working on a mode that I consider almost impossible to pass."

"That's the one we're going to play today, right?"

"Yes, so far I've only developed this difficulty for the first 10 levels which are the tutorial for the normal difficulty"

"Okay then, let's make it a challenge and try to finish those 10 levels"

When Jimmy, Karl, Chandler and Chris start the first level Karl comments "Ok this doesn't look that bad"

"It doesn't, does it?" Jimmy asks and everyone agrees "That's why for the challenge we're going to try to pass all 10 levels in 30 minutes and whoever doesn't make it will have to take part in the challenge in my next video, to spend 24 hours in a pool full of slime" he announces, causing everyone to protest.

"Don't you like the punishment Karl?" Jimmy asks.

"No!"

"Ok then Karl, just for you, I have another chance. Would you like to switch?"

"I'm afraid of what it might be, especially since only I have that option, but…I don't want to spend 24 hours in slime so…okay"

"Great! Karl, if you can't get to level 10 in 30 minutes, you'll have to call your crush of two years and propose to her!" Jimmy announces excitedly.

"WHAT?" Karl shouts in shock.

"And there's no point in lying because Sean knows and he told me exactly who it is."

Karl looks over to where Sean is quite smiling right next to Y/n before looking at Jimmy again.

"Jimmy, I've changed my mind, I really want to take part in the slime video"

"You want to?"

"Yeah"

"Ok great then you're in!" Karl breathes a sigh of relief before Jimmy speaks again, "But you still have to call him if you lose"

"NO" Karl shouts realizing that he has made the situation even worse.

"Okay, time's up," Jimmy says, not giving Karl a chance to continue protesting.

Karl wastes no time and tries to focus fully on the game without letting on how desperate he was. He doesn't want Y/n to find out, it was already embarrassing that he liked his brother's best friend and he knew.

"Oh and Y/n and Sean you two feel free to walk around us watching and commenting since you both already know the game"

Y/n is very anxious and at the same time nervous, she never knew Karl had a crush, let alone one that has lasted two years. They've known each other for two years, right? What are the chances?

"Maybe it would help if I jumped," Karl comments when S/n approaches him and he misses the third block of the first level, making her laugh.

Sean laughs when Karl misses the same block 3 more times due to having S/n next to him and gets a death glare from his brother.

"Okay I did it!" He announces as he passes level 1.

"Wait, how did the thorns hit me?" Jimmy asks as he realizes he's dead.

"They'll come after you if you stand still for too long," Y/n explains.

"Okay, but-" Karl starts when the thorns from level 1 appear at the start of level 2 and kill him "Y/n!" He protests and she laughs.

"I told you it was hard" Y/n says "Feel free to complain, I'm fully aware that it's extremely annoying"

"Thank you!" They all say simultaneously.

Y/n circulates a bit among them, but spends most of the time with Karl while Sean is more with Jimmy, Chandler and Chris.

"Y/n why is there so much space between the keys?" Chris asks exasperated.

"It's part of the difficulty, they're not like that on the other difficulties"

"Y/n how do I pass this?" Karl asks on level 6.

"Well-"

"Y/n you can't help! You're the creator" Jimmy says.

"Sorry Karl" Y/n says, laughing at his pout.

Although she wants to motivate him, without realizing it she's only making him more nervous.

"Wait" Chandler says "Wasn't this supposed to be the tutorial?"

"Yep" Y/n and Sean answer at the same time.

Without Karl realizing it during the video, he ends up constantly flirting with Y/N in an attempt to get the solution to the levels.

"Wait, I've made it to 8! I'm almost there!" Karl exclaims. Maybe he'll make it.

"Okay, I give up," Jimmy says.

"At least I'm not going to the slime pool alone anymore," Karl comments a little more cheerfully.

For the rest of the time Chandler also gives up and with only 10 seconds left Karl loses right at the end of level 9. He bangs his head on the table in despair and Y/n puts her hand on his shoulder reassuringly. He looks at her, but immediately puts his head back on the table to hide his blush. He was going to have to tell her.

"Time's up! Nobody made it, right?" Jimmy announces.

Everyone reluctantly agrees.

"Okay then, the four of us are going to take part in the 24-hour challenge in the slime pool E" Jimmy pauses, moving closer to Karl "Karl, you know what you have to do"

"Yeh…." Karl says dejectedly.

"Hey" Y/n says walking next to Karl to the location of the last shoot "It's going to be okay"

Karl sighs, she wouldn't say that if she knew it was her.

Filming resumes with Karl standing next to Jimmy and Chandler, Chris, Sean and Y/n around him.

"First of all, I'd like to thank Y/n for letting us play the new difficulty of her game, although I must confess that I'll never play it again and I apologize for that"

"It's okay Jimmy, I'm grateful for the chance to show my work like this and besides the aim is to be levels that people will argue are impossible to pass"

"So now it's time Karl"

Taking a deep breath, Karl picks up his cell phone and searches for the contact before initiating the call and putting it on speaker. Everyone waits when they finally hear the ringtone, but as soon as it sounds a cell phone starts ringing and everyone looks towards the source of the sound.

Y/n is speechless when she hears her cell phone ringing. With all eyes on her, she pulls the phone out of her pocket and her mouth drops open when she sees Karl's name. Unsure of what to do, she turns the screen on her phone to show Karl's name to the camera.

"Wowww" Chandler and Chris say in stasis.

Y/n looks at Karl just in time to see him lick his lips before pressing them together in an obviously nervous thin line.

"You have to say it Karl" Jimmy encourages.

Clearing his throat and trying to ignore his nervousness he says "Y/n, I've had a crush on you for 2 years"

"Really Sean?" Jimmy asks Sean for confirmation.

"It's true Jimmy" Sean announces enthusiastically.

Jimmy walks away to end the video and Karl quickly disconnects the call and approaches Y/n. "Ok I know this sounds weird, but well…I…" Karl tries to find an excuse, but what excuse could he give when he's just revealed that he's had a crush on her for two years?

Y/n tries not to blush at how cute Karl looks as he tries to justify himself. Not wanting him to embarrass himself any further, she hugs him, hiding her face in his chest and making him shut up.

Karl is in shock, but returns the hug, wrapping one arm around Y/n's waist and with the other hand gently holding her head against him. He's in shock and everyone can see the cogs in his mind turning as he basically short-circuits. Karl didn't want to assume anything wrong. As he tries to figure out if the hug means what he hopes it means, he meets Sean's gaze who gives him a huge smile and raises both thumbs in the affirmative. He widens his eyes. He knew it, Sean knew it all along. He was going to kill him!

Sean turns to the camera which is filming the end of the video where Jimmy explains that they only did the exhibition because Sean guaranteed and presented proof that they both liked each other so there would be no broken hearts.

Before the shot ends the camera zooms in to where Karl is cradling Y/n in his arms just in time to catch him kissing the top of her head.

"You're welcome" Sean says approaching Y/n and Karl as the camera is turned off.

"Did you know?" Sean nods positively "Since when?" Karl asks, he didn't want to believe that his brother knew his crush liked him back and didn't tell him.

"She slipped up about it like three years ago"

Karl chokes "Three years?"

"Sean!" Y/n scolds, turning away from Karl. Okay, Karl had liked her for two years, but did he really have to expose that she liked him before?

Looking at Karl, he smiles at her with eyes full of love and affection. How could she not have noticed that look before? Embarrassed, she hides in Karl's chest again and he laughs, causing butterflies in Y/n's stomach with the sound of his laughter.

"Okay then, I'm going to take Y/n to dinner and see a movie and when I get back I'm going to kill you," Karl declares before taking Y/n's hand and leading her out of the studio.

Later, when I checked the comments on the video, most of them were about how cute the two of them were together, many people saying that during the video you could already see that they liked each other, some comments repeating the flirts that Karl said to her when he was trying to figure out how to get through the levels and others saying that they were waiting for the wedding. Of course, ignoring the haters.

#karl jacobs x reader #karl jacobs #karl jacobs imagine #karl jacobs x y/n #karl jacobs x you #mrbeast crew #mrbeast crew x reader #friends to lovers #mrbeast fanfiction

[viharbinger]

Hi okay I have a really really cute ask So in the 3.2 trailer, it’s shows Haypasia lying down and Scara watching over her. If you don’t know, he’s doing this because she is his only follower, so he’s taking care of her/looking after her (bc she’s his ONLY follower) What I’m asking is if it’s literally just that concept, but Haypasia is replaced by us, aka, the reader. So it’s basically just Scaramouche watching over us whilst we’re lying down and then we wake up and see him and it’s all just generally cute stuffIt can be seen as platonic or romantic, I’d personally prefer romantic

pairings: scaramouche x gn!reader

warnings: hurt/comfort? Reader is a heavy sleeper lol — I wrote half of this when 3.2 archon quest was not out yet so therefore I'm writing everything blindly so this is either gonna be completely inaccurate or I just predicted the future B-)

a/n: LMFAO I find it funny af that scaramouche's only follower/worshiper is his PARTNER HAHAHA imagine having no fans 🤭

masterlists

Way before the Balladeer even became a God, you, his life partner stayed by his side the whole way. You hadn't ever renounced him after all he's done and been through but instead comforted him through it all.

You both lived in an isolated home somewhere in Inazuma's Narukami island, alone yet a long way from the city. Living like that has its advantages of course, mainly to protect yourselves against whatever meddling business the 6th fatui harbinger had gotten himself in.

Now that he's finally gotten the Raiden Shogun's electro gnosis from a certain shrine maiden, he's on foot again to archons-knows-where. And he tells you the news when you're both sitting on the porch of your tiny and cozy home.

"You're leaving already when you just got back?" Maybe it was the Gods playing favourites but the sun kissing your skin and the wind blowing against your hair certainly made you glow.

The sun was shining over the horizon, and the birds were barely awake. You were in your comfortable pyjamas and he on the other hand, was adorning his beautiful silk navy blue and white kimono that morning, rather than his usual fatui harbinger attire. Your eyes are struggling to keep open as you woke up a mere 10 minutes before.

Scaramouche brings himself closer to you as he sets his baggage down, the one that he needed to bring along as he was going to go out on yet another journey alone. He cups your hands together and brings it to his lips to give it a gentle kiss.

"It's just some unfinished business I need to take care of. I'll come back for good. I promise." He whispered, brushing the stray hair that was over your eyes. He kept his palm on your left cheek whilst rubbing his thumb under your eye gently. His touch was delicate, like as if handling you too much could break you like porcelain glass. He was almost too afraid to leave you.

Several weeks passed.

You barely heard a word from him, but you have heard such news of an eccentric wanderer roaming around the lands of Sumeru. It wasn't much to go by but alas, at least you're aware he's living and breathing.

Now after achieving the power of the gods, his mission was almost complete. The power allowed him to do all things necessary. He was about to make his next move when his ears perked up in alert; as if someone was calling for him.

He doesn't mistake it's your voice. The voice he's been trying to replay in his head for weeks. He's afraid that if he doesn't, he'll forget how you sound like, how your voice could make him feel like a bed of roses.

You were repeating his name, like you were begging him for something. His usually hardened gaze softened in guilt at the thought of you in despair of his absence. He wishes he could just teleport straight to you right then and there, but even gods have their limits.

By nightfall, Scaramouche was still adjusting to his powers. He wanted to try and do anything within his power to attempt to even be closer to you. That is, until he found himself in a dream-like state.

He felt he could move freely, almost as if he were a ghost. He prompted himself to take this to his advantage and visit you in your sleep. And there you were, cuddled up on your bed.

The home that was once cozy and sweet felt uncomfortable. The room you were in was unkept and the bed was undone, some pillows are on the floor and the blanket was dishevelled. He notices of course, that you were sleeping on his side of the bed instead of yours. And the tears that were continuously flowing from your eyes were hard not to notice.

He called out your name. You couldn't hear him. He was right next to you, within arms reach, yet you couldn't hear or even see him.

The puppet wasted no time in at least trying to comfort you. He kneeled down besides you and pushed the hair sticking to your face from the tears. He cupped your cheek, wiping the falling tears with his gloved thumb. He was like a guardian angel.

You were far too deep asleep to notice a thing, but he didn't want to wake you. All though it was very dark out, the dark eyebags were clear as day to prove to him that you needed the rest.

He leaned down to press a kiss to your temple, he whispers sweet nothings and an "I'll be back soon." It's not like you could've heard him but you definitely felt the breath of air onto your ear like as if someone was whispering a secret to you.

By the time you woke up you were met not with your partner, but his scent was in the air. Like it was when he was still around in the house. He visited you.

Just days later, you heard a rushed knock on your front door. It was dawn again and your hair was a mess. You walked to your door barefoot, mumbling incoherent words that could be insults as you were woken up from your beauty sleep.

When you opened it, it was your partner. He was there, in the flesh. His breathing was haggard, yet he smiles anyway. His hat was held on his hands like he took it off when running so much.

Your eyes tricked with tears, and hugged him tightly. "You were there, right? That night!" You wailed and your head was on his chest. "Yes, and I'm sorry for not coming sooner." He rested his chin to your head and brushed your messy hair gently, careful enough not to tug on it.

You finally came to your senses and picked your head up from his chest. You backed up from him and pushed him in anger. But not in a way that could definitely hurt him or make him fall. "Just who do you think you are, waltzing back home like as if you didn't disappear after weeks and didn't even bother to send a letter!" You cried, yet he remained his composure from calling you stupid things. He knows what you've been through during his absence and just wants to be with you.

He cups your cheeks and rubbed the tears off with his thumb, as he's done many times before. His eyes wore a gentle glow and the sweet smile on his face was blinding. It's not often you see a man so in love.

"I'm done with everything. I took care of it, I promise I'll be here for as long as I live." He tells you, with genuine and charm in his tone. He leans forward to press a kiss to your forehead. And another on your cheek. And then another on your temple. And again and again in every other place and you couldn't stop yourself from cry laughing.

You stopped giggling when he makes sure to stop and leave a kiss on your lips. A long, tasteful and blissful kiss. You could still feel the warmth on your lips even after he pulled away. He ends it by just leaning his forehead to yours till the only thing you could hear from each other was your breathing. Even when he's away for so long, he'll always count on you to wait for him.

I hope u like this dear requester because I don't think I'm that good in writing actual fanfics LOL I'm only good at headcannons

#. bee writes #genshin x reader #genshin imagines #kunikuzushi x reader #scaramouche imagines #scaramouche x you #scaramouche x reader #scaramouche #kunikuzushi x you #wanderer x reader #scaramouche x y/n #genshin impact

[blues824]

Upper moons and Muzan x Plutia/Iris Heart! Reader. She is a CPU (Here's a link to know: Link )

Maybe Muzan and the Upper moons freaking out of her as Iris Heart.

I did not include Hantengu and Gyokko. Female Reader.

Muzan Kibutsuji

He most definitely did not appreciate your tendency to slack off and skip training or meetings or anything like that. The only reason why he can’t really punish you is because you have enough power in just your voodoo doll to throw him into the next room.

As for Iris Heart, there was one time where you both were on a date in a nearby city and a demon slayer had seen Muzan. You dealt with the slayer very quickly in your goddess form, and said nothing more about it besides the fact that those pesky little killers enjoy killing as much as you do.

This definitely threw him in for a loop because he never knew about your goddess form. Is it possible that you could grant him the power to conquer sunlight? He would be furious if you could, considering you both had been courting for a while now.

Douma

This man would definitely run off with you whenever you didn’t feel like doing work. He even accompanied you and ran away from his cult just so he could dote upon the one who actually made him feel true emotions. You were his beloved gift, so of course he would take the time to cherish you.

The first time he saw Iris Heart was when one of Douma’s worshippers walked in on you two cuddling with each other. Out of surprise, you transitioned and killed the poor human. The demon that was just lying beside you let out a few giggles at how violent you were.

He did not know that his beloved Y/N was a goddess! A true goddess, at that. He was worshiped as a child of the gods, but not as a real god. Since the two of you were together, it solidified his followers’ belief in him and his powers.

Akaza

He doesn’t agree with your tendency to just run off and skip out on your tasks, but he can’t exactly stop you because of your voodoo doll. It was powerful, and could kill even the strongest of demons. However, he would totally hoist you over his shoulder and carry you back.

Once, as you both were taking a small stroll through the forest, a demon slayer had sprung out to attack. You smiled as you transitioned into Iris Heart. You cooed at how cute you thought it was that the slayer believed he had the power to defeat you. You then proceeded to kick the poor slayer in the stomach and send him flying.

Oh, this man knew he was in love. You were strong, you were beautiful, you were his. Honestly, as long as you stay with him for eternity, he doesn’t even need to conquer the sun. He has all he needs as long as you’re by his side.

Daki

I feel like she’s the kind who at first didn’t like slacking off for the sake of looking good for Muzan, but as she got closer with you she found herself going along with you whenever you skipped out. You both sat in the fields and played with each other’s hair. She got to ask about your voodoo doll as well.

There was one time where a demon slayer tried to attack her at the brothel, but you quickly turned into Iris Heart and stopped the slayer. Daki felt like the damsel in distress from the stories she heard, and was half-tempted to jump into your arms so you both could ride (walk?) off into the sunset.

You were her knight in shining armor, both literally and figuratively. Since you were a goddess, you could go out whenever you wanted. You can’t exactly grant the power to allow them to walk in the sun, but you could do tasks for them when they couldn’t.

Gyutaro

Depending on the day, it’s a 50/50 chance that he would either go with you and ditch the Castle or drag you back. You don’t get work done either way, though. He usually wants you in his arms because he can be a bit possessive and jealous.

The first time he got to see Iris Heart was when Muzan was being particularly harsh. He even  made a threat towards your lover, so you turned into your goddess form and questioned the audacity that the demon lord had to do such a thing. Gyutaro was most definitely surprised at how quickly your attitude changed.

You got along quite well with his younger sister, and you treated her like your own. He loved seeing the two of you hang out, but the two siblings would often get into arguments about who got to have you for the next few minutes.

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[imperiuswrecked]

Hey Anon, I don't give a single flying fuck what some Randos on Twitter believe about the Elena vs Tenoch situation. I only care about official statements, official reports, and making sure both sides are heard fairly, and if Elena comes forward with more to say then I'm gonna listen, but the latest thing she posted doesn't have any new information.

I'm not going to ignore the fact that for years people have been salivating like dogs for a single thing to hold against Tenoch and have been super fucking racist towards him and tried to destroy his career because he's a man of color who is outspoken against racism. So yeah, an accusation like this is their racist dream because they can now harass Tenoch under the guise of standing up for Elena but they don't care about either person.

People shouldn't be nasty towards either of them but they are, and both of them have been getting death threats and a ton of sexist or racist comments and insults.

Whether abuse happened or not, or whether this is a disagreement between Exes I don't know, and searching Twitter to understand more, I do see that Tenoch did support Elena in the past, and she responded nicely and defended Tenoch from racists, however Elena's negative comments towards Tenoch began only this year.

That still means nothing because whatever really happened in private, off line, between two adults is known between them only. Maybe Tenoch is lying, maybe Elena is lying, maybe there is truth there. Maybe Tenoch broke up with her bc he started to gain more popularity due to the WF movie and she felt like she was taken advantage of/abused/preyed on, maybe there was actual abuse she didn't want to speak about before, maybe he broke up with her bc he isn't looking for a long term committed relationship, maybe she broke up with him for her own reasons.

I. Don't. Know.

That is all speculation that doesn't explain anything. Tenoch claims that these accusations started months ago between their mutual friends, people who are friends with both of them not just on his or her side, and in private. Which means if there are legal proceedings going on then we will find out soon enough and if there isn't and they were trying to resolve this privately well, speaking about it on twitter won't resolve anything and it's guaranteed to have the outcome it did bc people online don't care about facts. Elena is free to post whatever she wants on Twitter, and if she has more to say/post then she will on her own time.

I've gotten a lot of Anons these past days and I'm not answering all of them.

I find it really disgusting that people are (once again) treating a ex-couple's issues like a online circus and judging either person, and the way the anti and pro NaShuri shippers have acted is super gross too. These are real people, fictional ships/characters and real people shouldn't be mixed up and acting like you can't ship something or enjoy fictional characters bc of what goes on in celebs lives is weird to me.

If people don't like Tenoch anymore or don't want to support him or watch his stuff or interact with his characters then that's fine and totally up to them.

Unless something new comes up from this situation then I'm moving on because I really do not care what goes on in Celebs personal lives.

#tenoch huerta #elena rios #current events #and please do not send me anymore twitter links to random peoples thoughts bc I dont care what other people think #I didnt want to answer your ask and made my own post bc I dont want to to share those links on my blog

[tender-rosiey]

𝐒𝐈𝐋𝐊𝐘 𝐋𝐈𝐄𝐒 | gojo x f!reader

| pt 5 | - | pt 6 | — [SERIES MASTERLIST]

ᴀ/ɴ: I am feeling a little down but oh well, maybe I just need some ice cream HOPE YOU ENJOY THIS ;))

“gojo, that’s cruel and unforgivable of you.”

“hm?”

nanami sighs while sharply looking up from his newspaper, “you lied to both shoko and y/n.”

“nanami, nanami! I can’t just tell them that the only reason I started talking to y/n is because I heard that she can go through my infinity!” gojo whines while nanami scoffs.

“so it’s better to lie to shoko? and to lie to y/n, who despite your awful actions, still gave you a chance?”

gojo rolled his eyes, “she didn’t agree to a second one, so she probably doesn’t actually want it and instead accepted the first one so I can get off her back,” he claps his hands together with a big grin, “which isn’t a problem because I already got what I want from her, at least to an extent,” and he falls back to couch spreading his legs with a satisfied smirk.

gojo heard rustling, “nanami?” and said man puts the newspaper away making his way to the door, but not before turning to the white sorcerer.

“who knows, gojo, maybe you’re lying to yourself as much as you’re lying to them.”

gojo rolls his eyes at the statement; he is aware of what he got himself into and how he will get out, and even managed to make you hate him less so that was a plus, he guesses.

so far it has been a month since you guys have been paired up by the higher ups, as he said, and even with the punch in the gut he received, you guys were now on reasonably okay terms.

he knew it will take more than this so he can finally be able to analyze in proximity. would you agree to spar with him now? maybe even showcase your skills? might as well try.

“y/nnnnnn!!”

a vein is already threatening to pop on your forehead as you see a figure of a 6ft white paint brush approach you, “no.”

he pouts, “I didn’t even say anything!”

“whatever you will say, no.”

he props his elbow resting his chin on his hand while batting his eyelashes, “how did you know I was going to ask you to do something?” a smirk playing at his lips already making you want punch his face.

you pull on his ear making him release a series of over dramatic ow’s, “because you’re annoying like that,” then letting him go making him rub his ear in a (poor) attempt to comfort himself.

“not having an infinity between both of us is so not fun,” he complains, “now I actually get beat up!”

you roll your eyes and shrug, “if you weren’t stupid then you wouldn’t get beat up.”

“anyways!” he smiles and for some reason you feel something really bad will happen, “you have two options either we spar or you go on a date with me!”

“I actually have three.”

he clasps his hands together and a wide grin is on his face, “be my girlfriend?”

“It’s not to do any of them and— wait ew, be your girlfriend? I would rather date that mahito curse instead.”

gojo falls to his knees, clutching his chest and with a “pained” voice starts speaking, “and they said the worst she can say is no.”

“but like seriously, choose one; I want to spend some time together,” he takes off his blindfold and looks at you.

you laugh mockingly, “is that supposed to pressure me into agreeing?”

he puts it back on while grumbling,” you’re in no way normal, ugh.”

“okay, sure I guess.”

he hums while looking at you looking for more elaboration and you continue, “guess we can go on a second date and maybe spar after it a little.”

gojo jumps up in joy, “HAHA!” and he places his hands on his hips while puffing his chest proudly, “two birds with one stone!”

you tilt your head, “two birds?”

“first one: being able to admire you all pretty and get to know you even more; second: being able to admire you all hot and badass.”

“you have no filter.”

“it’s one of my many redeeming qualities.”

you cough, “yeah, redeeming.”

“you’re a very rude person; anyone told you that?” he crosses his arms and you nod while walking away.

“It’s one of my many redeeming qualities!”

soon gojo is left alone, and he smirks, “yeah, it will be plenty of fun.”

“sensei, you have a sad love life.”

“HAA?!” said teacher snaps back at students aggressively who are all standing behind the door and they all raise their hands in surrender, “17 packets of paper assignments because you are all super ungrateful and rude.”

gojo smiles in victory as he hears the whines and insults thrown at him for the punishment.

your date was scheduled to tomorrow so you had free time, and decided to head to shoko in the infirmary. “hey shoko!” you greet and she looks at you with a nod of acknowledgment before going back to what she was working on.

“heard gojo is trying to make amends; is it true?” she asks.

you reply, “I guess. honestly, I am not sure. there has to be something else, he isn’t the type of person to just try to get back in contact just for the sole reason ‘he misses me’,” you hold your chin, pondering, “but what else could it be?”

shoko, done with her work, takes off her gloves to look at you, “I am suspicious of it too, but let’s try giving him the benefit of the doubt. who knows? maybe that loser is actually coming back to his senses.”

you chuckle lightly, “gojo and sense? they don’t match together at all!”

you and shoko share a laugh and spend the rest of the night together until you, regrettably, had to say goodbye.

“byeee, my dear shoko! we will shall be reunited again soon—“

“y/n, we work in the same place.”

the sun has risen once again, as you struggle to get out of the comfort of your beautiful and majestic bed to the dreaded world and see the face of someone who only needs a punch to the stomach again so he can disappear from your life once again.

you hear a knock, and it makes you jolt awake because what the hell? you live alone.

just as you were about to open the room to your bedroom, you are greeted by a way too energetic and smiley man with a huge bouquet of flowers with him opening the door himself.

“good morning, gorgeous—!”

“AHHH!”

“AHHH?”

“YOU DISGUSTING STALKER!” and so the strongest sorcerer takes a slap to the face and is now a smiley man with a really really visible red handprint on his cheek.

he whispers, “okay,” before speaking clearly again, “maybe surprising you like this was a bad idea.”

you retort, “obviously, and how the hell did you get my address?” you eye him up and down, “how did you even get it?!”

he clears his throat, “so first, you can thank our savior shoko,” and he sees you texting a chain of curses at said person before continuing, “and second, in case you forgot my dear: I can teleport.”

“you know, gojo, I think my idea of you changed.”

he beams, “really?” then throws his head back laughing, “that’s great to hear.”

he leans on the door frame, “what do you think of me now?”

you lean, as well, close to his face, and gojo is surprised at how small the distance between you is, and he hears you speak, “at first I thought you were an asshole, someone who couldn’t care less about anything.”

your fingers wrap around his collar gently and for some reason he feels his heart beat rather rapidly, isn’t he supposed to keep his cool? he didn’t actually have feelings for you after all.

ignoring his silence you continue, “now, I think,” and he finds himself anticipating an answer, “I think you’re a sick pervert who has officially lost his mind,” and then he is pushed back, away from your door as you slam it.

he takes a moment to process before yelling, “hey! what about the date?!”

you open the door once again, “I am going to get dressed, shut up,” and slam it again.

“what about the flowers I got for you?” he sounds sad, but you know that he is sporting his usual smirk so you open the door to snatch the flowers from him and slam it closed again.

he whines, “what about a kiss?”

“fuck off!”

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[canonicallyobserving911]

Buck & Eddie: 6x14 - Panic Attacks and Cheaters

Both Buck and Eddie made comments in 6x14 “Performance Anxiety” that were JARRING and after thinking about it, I realized why the things they said were so interesting. It seems like their comments about panic attacks and cheaters were callbacks to season 5.

Eddie

When Eddie told Hen, “I do not panic!” everyone sitting at the table with him knew he was lying and the viewers who watched season 5 knew he was lying too.  So… that means one of two things, either Eddie has a severe case of convenient amnesia, which is UNLIKELY, or he lied in CANON to remind the audience that he has in fact had panic attacks.

It appears everyone at the 118 knows Eddie’s had panic attacks and their facial expressions after he said he doesn’t panic proved it. Chimney and Buck looked at each other because Chimney saw Eddie have an attack while they were at the air traffic control tower in 5x1 “Panic” but he didn’t say anything.  Eddie admitted he had them to Buck in 5x2 “Desperate Times” and even though Bobby wasn’t at the table with them in 6x14, he knows about Eddie’s panic too since he saw Eddie have an attack in 5x1 during the same call that Chimney saw him have one.  Chimney and Hen are both paramedics and best friends, therefore it’s very likely he told her about Eddie’s panic attacks too.

Why would Eddie lie about something so important?

It appears he may have lied to remind the audience that he did in fact have them which could have also been to prove that he’s been lying about something else. Since he lied and said he didn’t have panic attacks, even though he did have them, what else could he be lying about?

Hmmm… I wonder what it could be🧐🧐🧐.

His mess

In addition to the lie he told; his chin looked messy because it had spaghetti sauce on it.  Eddie’s been shown eating before but he’s never left food just sitting on his face without him attempting to wipe it off.   At one point, he held a napkin in his hand so it appears he left the mess on his face on purpose.  Some people may think it’s normal but him leaving the spaghetti sauce there could be related to the lie he told the team about him not panicking too since his ex-girlfriend said, after he broke up with her, “Sorry about the mess... but I guess it’s your mess now” and Eddie replied, “Yeah, I guess it is.”  Eddie’s panic was because of his mess and she left it for him to clean up.

While they were discussing Eddie’s blind date, he told them, “I have to figure out how to let her down easy”, Buck replied, “Ooo, you’re not good at that” and Eddie said, “No, I’m not” which appears to be another callback to 5x3 when Eddie told AF, “Maybe you should go home first”.  He doesn’t know how to let a woman down easy but he’s never had any problems articulating himself when he’s talking to Buck.  Also, Buck’s response to Eddie about him not being good at letting women down easy, proves that Buck knows about Eddie telling AF, “Maybe you should go home first”.

Buck

It’s unusual for Buck to get aggressive or for him to make an abrupt statement to a victim while the 118 is on a call.  But in 6x14 when they arrived at the bodybuilders’ competition, he told the contestant’s father, “That’s probably why everyone is so angry.  No one likes a cheater”.

Well… his comment was also a callback to season 5 because he cheated on his girlfriend and the viewing audience was NOT HAPPY about it.  It seems like the show was letting the audience know they heard and read the comments about the way they made Buck a cheater when in the past he never would have cheated especially after he had been catfished in season 1.

In 5x11 “Outside Looking In”, LD kissed him and he kissed her back but instead of him telling his girlfriend what he did, he asked her to move in with him.  While he and Hen were in the Uber, he told her that he stopped the kiss and ran away which was a big fat lie. He finally admitted to TK that he cheated after she had already moved in and she had given up her apartment.  Even though he admitted his mistake and apologized to her, the damage had already been done.

Why did Buck tell the victim “No one likes a cheater”?

It appears his comment was made for two reasons.  First, it was done to remind the audience that he did in fact cheat on his girlfriend and second, the show finally acknowledged the fact that they heard the audience’s frustrations regarding the decision they made to make Buck a cheater.  Even though Buck’s comment was made in the same episode as Eddie’s, it seems like his comment about cheaters didn’t have the same effect as Eddie’s comment about him not having panic attacks.

Yesterday, my blog post included an explanation of the reasons why Captain Mehta and Chief Williams were in 6x13 “Mixed Feelings” (linked here) and it appears the show wanted to remind the audience about The Earthquake from season 2 and The Shooting from season 4.  In 6x14, Buck and Eddie made statements to remind viewers about things they did in season 5. With only four episodes left in season 6, will Buck and Eddie make more comments that will be callbacks to previous seasons?  Only the showrunner(s), writers and producers know the answer to that question.

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Missing In Action Prologue

The admin is dead, what does that mean for Ms. Pauling? And why is Scout trying to talk to her now, of all times?

First installment of Sad Lad hours. [Don’t skip this if you plan to read the rest of the fic]

Warning: contains angst.

The Administrator was dead. Ms Pauling was on her knees looking at the mess she’d left behind. She didn’t understand. All those years, all that Australium hoarded and gone, but no good reason. It didn’t make sense, why would Helen use the last of her Austrailum?! Give herself a mere hour to live, and leave Pauling and the mercs to deal with whatever was left.

She thought she could handle being lied to. She was a liar herself, and she knew **** well that Helen wasn’t a good person. But she’d always thought there’d be a good reason for all this. All the effort of lying, hiring mercenaries and observing the battles. Of everything else, too. Pauling’d always assumed there was a goal, an understandable milestone that the Administrator was charging towards. But none of this made sense. And what a terrible waste it was.

She didn’t know what to do. Didn’t know if she felt like doing anything, either. She felt like a child goaded into stealing from stores by her selfish mother. And like said stolen goods were worthless. Helen had barely explained herself as she neared death, and left more questions than answers. Pauling felt used and discarded, with nobody around to let her in on the “big important secrets”. She supposed that those feelings might never leave her. Somebody was walking up behind her. If they were an enemy, they’d be dead in a moment. Just because her heart was bitter and she’d sank to her knees, didn’t mean she was going to just sit there if attacked. She didn’t hear a gun being cocked, and from the noisy footsteps, she could tell how far away the person was. Ms Pauling decided not to turn around unless it was an enemy.

“Ms Pauling?” Oh, of course. Why shouldn’t Scout show up, now of all times? Surprisingly, he didn’t say anything for a good couple seconds. A new record! “Ya… Wanna talk about it?” She lowered her head and hunched her shoulders furiously. Why now? Why’d this idiot have to show up now?! She heard him take a step closer and stop.

“It’s ok if you don-“

“Scout”. Pauling struggled to keep the venom and fury she felt under control. “The last thing I want to do is talk to you.” The feelings were boiling over and spilled out as she spoke. It was like trying to stuff toothpaste back in the tube to try and hold back. So she didn’t. “I know **** well you’re trying to flirt, and now is not the time! In fact, there’ll never be a good time because I don’t like men. I’m a lesbian.” She’d never told any of the mercenaries, but this fool had hit a nerve. How dare he approach her, minutes after Helen’s death? Did he have no shame? No brain cells rattling around in his hat? Maybe she had just blurted her secret to him, but if he was going to leave in one piece he’d have to know. He was never going to take a hint.

“…I wasn’t trying to hit on you.” Oh, he sounded so sad and poor, well Boo Hoo! The lady I’m after isn’t interested, why not pout?! It’s not like there’s anything important going on!

“Sure,” she called sarcastically. “It’s not like that’s all you ever do, or anything!” He didn’t reply for a long time, longer than the last blessed quiet. Pauling’s breathing returned to normal, almost. “Heh, guess I wasted yah time then. I’m sorry for that.” She finally turned towards him, since she felt a little better. Something about expelling some of the bile in her heart. “We both know it shouldn’t’ve taken that.” He stared at the ground. Normally she’d take more notice of his silence, but she didn’t feel like herself. Didn’t much care. “Yeah… I’ll get out of your way then. Call if you need us mercs for somethin.”

And with that, he finally left her to her thoughts. All she felt was relief that he had gone, like a common fly had finally died in her house.

—————————————————————-

They fixed the problem. Well, the most urgent battle related one, anyway. Helen had left plenty of other matters to attend to. A whole lot of fighting, killing, and explosions went on. Enough to write a book, Pauling figured. But she didn’t feel like dwelling on it yet. After she’d finished piloting this airship to a vacant RED base, maybe she would. Nah, after she’d had a good round of Demoman’s leftover beer samples from her vacation. Maybe then she’d feel up to it.

It was a fancy little ship, with advanced controls in the cockpit, and a decent cargo hold. All the mercs were holed up in it, and they hadn’t started tearing each other apart for lack of space. Pauling glanced over at a screen on her control panel. It was set to play security camera feed from the cargo hold, with a speaker for any sounds. Helen didn’t want two-bit hitmen or thieves in her cargo hold. Smart. She hadn’t bothered to turn it on yet.

But she reflected a bit on her encounter with Scout. Pauling hadn’t told anyone else how she was, and it was most likely a mistake. Mercenaries existed on the fringes of society, but that didn’t mean the same fringe she had in mind. If he was bitter about being rejected, he may well tell them all that she liked women. It gave her pause.

She’d have to take over as the new Administrator, and there were slews of other mercenaries to deal with long term. Ones who didn’t need to look down on her for it. She flipped a switch and turned on the camera feed, audio low enough they couldn’t hear an echo. They didn’t know about the camera; it was hidden to allow for more storage and catch intruders unfamiliar with the Administrator, looking for an easy target. If Scout was dumb and angry enough to tell her secret, she’d catch him.

A bunch of crates were laid out for seating. Medic and Heavy were sitting next to each other, Heavy was staring disapprovingly at Soldier and Zhanna, Pyro was playing in the corner… Between adjustments to the steering, Pauling scanned the footage to place everyone. And listened for Scout. He was sitting off to the side sullenly, over her no doubt. At least he wasn’t smart enough to kill her, if he felt up to it.

Unlike a normal plane, they’d only have to fly for about 20 minutes and the landing would be fast. Helen had been holed up in a safe house there in New Mexico, so it wasn’t like they had to go very far. At least they’d gotten to see her one last time. Pauling had an old base of theirs in mind that probably had some of their old stuff. Maybe. God, there was so much to do. So many teams to relocate- She noticed movement in the corner of her eye, about 10 minutes into the flight.

Spy got up from his crate and made his way towards Scout. Pauling activated the silencer on the door, then turned up the volume. Scout was hunched over with his arms crossed over his belly.

“Scout? Are you okay?” Spy asked. “Leave me alone.” He muttered. The older mercenary didn’t move. Scout squeezed his stomach tighter like he was holding something in, and somehow Pauling didn’t think puke.

Spy cocked his head, looking concerned. “Are you hurt?”

“DON’T YOU GIVE ME THAT ****!” Scout screamed. Several people blinked in surprise. “Don’t you dare.” Spy frowned. “You figured it out, didn’t you?” He spoke quietly. Scout laughed humorlessly.

“Yeah, and about time too! Be honest with me, how many of em know?” There was a brief but loaded pause.

“How many of our teammates know, you piece of ****?!” Spy lowered his head, and Scout glared back fiercely. “Three”. The youngest leaned back and nodded with an angry smirk. “Well, ya can tell everyone now, I’m not in ya way!” He stared daggers at the older merc in front of him. “Go on. Tell them.”

“Jeremy, listen-“

“NO!” Scout’s crate hit the wall from how fast he stood up.

“You don’t get to call me that.” He spoke in a lower tone that Pauling rarely heard, since he always seemed to be loud. It was a dangerously quiet tone. She tried to puzzle out why he was mad at Spy. It wasn’t her secret; she knew Spy was on good terms with her, and wouldn’t tell the others even if he knew. Scout held up his pointer finger and poked Spy in the chest. Hard. “Seven years. Seven years I been on this team, and not once did you even try.”

“I thought you would be happier not-

“WE ALMOST HUNG!” The roar that erupted from Scout came from the soul. He sounded like a different person. If Pauling didn’t have live feed, she’d’ve thought someone broke into the ship to get revenge.

“YOU SAT THERE FOR SIX MONTHS, KNOWING WE WERE GONNA DIE!” Everyone but Spy flinched at how enraged Scout was. He was never enraged, just mad over losing a match; the same way a dumb teenager gets mad. Nobody expected the vitriol and even louder volume he was reaching now.

Scout grabbed Spy by the suit coat and got in his face. It surprised Ms Pauling that Spy was standing there and taking it. He didn’t even look irritated or offended.

“You don’t get to play dad after 25 years. YOU DON’T GET TO LIE ABOUT CARING!” Scout took a shuddering breath, presumably because of all the air he’d been using. “WHY?! YOU WERE GONNA LET ME DIE WITHOUT TELLING ME! WHY?!” Spy took a deep breath and looked Scout in the eyes.

“I knew you looked up to Tom Jones. You didn’t know who, so your instinct was to think of someone good. Someone to be inspired by, someone worth remembering. Anyone would be let down by the truth.” Spy paused as if debating whether or not to put his hand on Scout’s shoulder, but decided to stay still. “You’re right. I wasn’t there to be your father, and I don’t deserve the chance now. I knew if you found out it would only disappoint you, and make you upset. And I didn’t want you to die feeling that.”

Pauling felt a ringing in her ears. The DNA test. That’s why Spy had called in a favor to get rid of his! Scout stared through his father, unconvinced. “You’re a coward. You knew it would be messy if I found out you dared to work with me. And you were gonna let me die, thinking Soldier snapped my father’s neck before I ever got to meet him.” Scout roughly let go of Spy and walked past him, making sure to bump into his shoulder aggressively.

Ms Pauling got an alert to land the ship. She shakily obliged and opened the back door to the cargo hold. Scout stalked off into the base. She didn’t pay attention to the others awkwardly getting off. She was thinking too much.

He hadn’t been coming up to flirt. He’d been coming up because he’d been lied to for seven years and he hoped to give her some solidarity, since she couldn’t be consoled and he couldn’t advise. The pang of guilt she felt threatened to sink her like an anchor. It hadn’t even crossed her mind that Scout was more than an idiot trying to win her heart.

That guilt was going to stay with her forever.

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𖦹•°. miguel o'hara being jealous ?!

( a/n : hii!! i haven't written in a while so i apologise in advance if it sucks ass 💀 oh! and english isn't my native language so bare with me!! )

"new recruit?" you asked, looking up from your food tray. you sat at the table for lunch at hq with the rest of the band of idiots you work with.

"yeah," peter b. parker coughed out, still forcing a whole burger into his hatch. "heard it from lyla, said jess found him on her last mission."

bits of food flew out of his mouth as he spoke, leaving the rest to contort their faces a bit from disgust. pav didn't seem to mind it, though.

"oh yeah, hobie and i saw him walk into the big man's office earlier!" pavitr prabhakar nudged an elbow into spiderpunk's side, causing him to choke on the drink he was chugging down.

"oi! watch it!"

"oh my god, are you seriously still drinking that shit?" gwen scoffed.

"come on, guys. his d.i.y coca-cola isn't all that bad! we gotta support him and his political views! is that what you call it? either way, i'm with you all the way, hobie." miles morales spoke up, defending one of his closest friend.

hobie brown claimed that he didn't believe in any large cooperate companies, the coca-cola company included. so he took it upon himself to make his own version. like that time he attempted to craft an xbox from scrap metal he found lying around (he stole them from miguel's office while he was out on a mission).

"yeah? why don't you take a sip then, miles?" you pushed the tin can hobie placed down on the table towards miles. he squirmed in his seat, forcing out a nervous laughter as hobie raised an eyebrow.

"nah, nah, i can't. i'm... on a diet! yeah, ma-maybe next time!"

as the whole table laughed, suddenly lyla appeared out of thin air.

"hey guys! so, i think you all know we got a new spidey on the team. miguel wants you all in his office to meet him asap." she glitched into various different poses as she spoke.

★

you all waited for the elevator to take you directly to the office's floor.

"make sure to make him feel welcomed. don't say anything intimidating. i'm looking at you, hobie." peter said before hobie let out a scoff towards his comment.

at last, the elevator doors finally open and you all stepped out. you began to notice a familiar figure standing in front of a larger figure, which you already identified as miguel o'hara.

miguel let out a dreadful sigh as he noticed peter b. exiting the elevator first, eager to meet the newest member of the spider society.

"heyyyyy! new guy! welcome on board!" peter b. said, placing a hand onto the new recruit's shoulder. "you're gonna fit right in- oh, meet the rest of the gang,"

you were the last to exit the elevator, still trying to make out who it actually was. all while miguel was staring at you, as he usually does.

the rest of the team joined in on peter b's warm welcome and you finally realise who it was, resulting in a loud gasp echoing the office.

all heads turned to face you as you exclaimed "is that really you?!"

you and the new recruit, also known as the amazing spider-man from earth-120703, are finally face to face with each other. his face immediately lit up upon recognising you.

he shouted out your name before immediately pulling you into an embrace. "peter! i didn't expect to see you here." you said between chuckles.

"what? you're saying i'm not good enough to be apart of you guys?" you both went back and forth joking with each other. the others were left dumbfounded by the situation unfolding before them.

what they didn't notice is how miguel was practically burning holes into peter's body. there was a rage rising inside of him, almost uncontrollable anger. he hated how you were embracing that random spider-man over him. he's the only person you're allowed to touch in any way. in fact, you're also only allowed to talk to him and no one else! is that toxic? maybe. but he just wants you all to himself! he would rather die than admit all of that, though. his hands were clenched into fist, holding the strong urge to punt this person across the room right then and there.

you began to explain to everyone how you met peter on one of your solo missions and even after the anomaly was caught, you still slipped back to his universe to hang out with him time to time.

"say that again?" miguel snapped his head towards you.

"i go to his universe to hang out someti-"

"and who allowed you to do that?"

the others began to tense up, immediately picking up on the anger in his tone.

"everyone else, get out. you, stay." miguel commanded, pointing his index at you.

the rest looked at you, worried. but you gave them a reassuring look back so they began to shuffle back into the elevator. "let's give you a tour, shall we? the frozen yogurt at the cafeteria is to die for." peter b. guided the recruit by the shoulders before closing the elevator door behind them.

you took a deep breath before turning around to face miguel.

"okay, about the sneaking off to another universe without letting anyone know thing, look, it's completely my fault and-"

"you should've known better! what if something happened to you? what if you died and no one knew?"

"relax, you know i can handle myself! you don't have to worry about me."

"that's the problem! i do worry about you. all the fucking time. i get anxious when you show up to work 10 minutes late, frantically asking lyla to check on your location which she refuses to do because she thinks it's creepy,"

"when you come back from a mission with your suit torn up and blood seeping out, it makes me just want to keep you here where you're safe with me,"

"and when i see you hugging some lousy peter variant, i-" he stopped himself. he pinched the bridge of his nose before making his way back to his platform.

"just forget it." he dismissed, sighing as he sat in his chair.

"miguel, i-" you were cut off by lyla, who alarmed miguel of a new anomaly on earth-652.

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