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s0ulryo · 1 year

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König with a Medic S/O Scenario *:･ﾟ

[König x Reader] Synopsis: König getting patched up by his favorite medic —you. Tags: Soft, konig lovers we rise, established relationship (i forget to put this tag on a ton of things whoops), mentions of distress (?) Notes: Prolly ooc, not proofread, his voice is so mmmmm, also my brain blanked so many times while writing this so im vv sorry for the wonky formatting

Thank you @uselsshuman for letting me write about this!

(Reader is always gn unless specified otherwise.)

König dislikes a lot of things. He wouldn’t say he hates anything but the list of dislikes has grown over the years. For example, König dislikes crowded places, the smell of cigarettes, getting injured, having to go to a medic to treat his injury, having to see you — who is a medic to treat his injury, having to get chewed out by you for obtaining an injury — you get the point.

So here he sits, listening to you freak out about the injury he obtained while being deployed. He knows you don’t mean any harm by it; you’re just concerned for his safety — König appreciates it, he really does — but he’s also a little stressed out by your current commentary.

“Oh my God — König, how the hell did you manage to do this?”

He honestly doesn’t think it’s that bad; sure, the wound looks terrible — but it doesn’t feel too horrible, so it can’t be too bad, right?

Wrong.

“König, are you listening to me? König, are you alright?”

König’s very thankful for you. He thinks you’re awfully nice and very understanding about his feelings, and in all honesty, he’s not sure how he managed to get with someone like you, but he’s not going to question it — he’s just going to enjoy it.

“Sorry, could you repeat what you just said?” König mumbles out sheepishly.

He can’t help it. You’re exceptionally attractive, and König now realizes his arm is in an exceptional amount of pain — and bleeding tremendously. ‘Things like attractive S/O and immense amounts of pain due to physical injury usually make it difficult to focus,’ he reasons to himself.

Sighing, you shake your head. “König, please try to avoid getting injured — this is the second time this week….”

Nodding softly in acknowledgment, König continues to watch you gather the supplies you need to patch his arm up; his eyes flicker around in discomfort, bouncing his leg up and down to keep his mind occupied. Sure he’s sustained worse injuries than this, but getting patched up has always made him anxious.

Swallowing thickly, König tries to place himself out of this situation – somewhere nicer than your medical workspace that smells like antiseptic – anywhere else than here.

He watches you set to work, his eyes closely following the movement of your hands on his arm, cleaning the wound gently, trying to make the process quicker and easier on him.

He’s vaguely aware that his breathing got heavier or how he’s feeling light headed, heart in his throat – vaguely aware that you’re calling his name.

“…ig” “…önig”

He can see you talking, but he can’t hear you very well; bouncing his leg more rapidly, he tries to say anything to tell you how he feels, but he can’t get any words out.

“..ey…hey big guy – look, I’m here, you’re alright – okay?” You try to get him to focus on you, not necessarily your words but just on you.

"Try to take a big breath, big guy – yeah, just like that – breathe in, breathe out…You're doing great König.”

Following your instructions König (tries) to take a deep breath in and out, focusing on what you smell like and your voice. König feels a little stupid, he’s gotten shot – almost killed before, but he can’t take a little doctor's visit? So yeah, it's definitely a critical hit on his ego; he’s just glad it’s you with him.

After calming down a bit König bites the inside of his cheek, diverting his eyes to the door to the far left of the room. He considers bolting out of your office – he won’t have to get patched up, and he won't have to face you, so it’s a win-win situation—

“König dear, don’t try to run out of the room,” you tell him firmly, more so for you than for him – if he decides to make a hasty exit, you conclude that you would not be able to catch the injured man.

“…Am I that obvious [Name]?”

“Yes, dear…You are pretty obvious.”

The silence in the room was deafening, not super awkward – just a bit tense.

König sighs, visibly deflating in his chair; he mutters an apology, watching your figure look in the bottom drawer of your desk. He feels like he’s back in primary school when kids would make fun of him, leaving him all embarrassed.

Well, in this situation, he feels more ashamed than embarrassed.

He continues to watch you shuffle through the drawer until you find what you were looking for – suddenly, you turn to him, smiling triumphantly, motioning for him to stick out his hand to take what you were holding.

“What is it [Name]?” König asks, reaching out for the unknown object in your hand.

Upon further examination, König realizes the object is made of solid metal and cylindrical – resembling a car transmission.

“It’s a fidget toy! I like that one personally because I like the feeling of the transmission shifting gears – but I have some other ones if you would like.”

König stares at you dumbfounded. Diverting his eyes to the small toy in his hand, he starts to mess with it.

“König, I’m going to continue patching you up, alright? Please let me know if you need anything….”

Nodding, he continues to mess with the toy in his hand, gnawing at his bottom lip to suppress a smile.

König, a man that stands at six foot ten inches, just received a fidget toy from his medic S/O – how could he not smile?

“König, I’m done cleaning the wound, but you’ll need some stitches, alright? I’ll try to make this as quick as possible.”

König continues to watch you work while shifting the fidget toy from first gear to sixth gear, grateful for the newfound distraction from the distressing environment he’s currently in. He’s also immensely thankful that you are walking him through everything you do – even though he’s not entirely listening.

“Finished! All patched up, big guy – how are you feeling?” You say, tying off the final stitch on König’s arm.

“Better – I feel better,” König says, fumbling with his words, speaking with such haste, appearing as if you caught him off guard.

“Great, I’ll write down the care instructions for your stitches, so you don’t forget – come back here in two-ish weeks to remove the stitches, alright?

Standing up, he shyly extends his hand out to you, offering to return the toy you graciously lent him.

“Oh, you can keep that big guy – you seem to like it…So you can have it.”

König stares at you dumbfounded again, shifting his gaze from you to the small toy in his hand, back to you.

“…You sure?” König asks you quietly.

“Positive.” You respond, pushing his extended hand back towards him. “I want you to have it.”

König thinks he’s going to combust.

His awfully nice, exceptionally attractive S/O just watched him break down, patched him up, and gave him a gift. He’s not sure what he has ever done to be treated with such care, but if he thinks about it any longer, he might start to cry.

Bending down, he mutters a ‘thank you’ into your neck, tightly wrapping his arms around your shoulders.

“König..?” He hears you say softly, “Can we stay like this for a while..?”

Humming in approval, he pulls you closer to him, slightly swaying side to side, putting more of his weight on your body to keep you in place.

You don’t know what injuries König will acquire the next time he’s deployed, but for now, your mind is here – at this moment, with König holding you in his embrace and the steady beating of his heart proving that he’s alive and that he loves you.

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samandcolbyownme · 18 days

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Anything Sam! His all white outfit in his newest post has me in the feels

Warnings: hints at role playing, dry humping, dirty talk, kinda fluffy?

Enjoy!

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You stood in the bathroom, making sure the costume you bought on a whim, was perfect.

Your fingers shake as you fiddle with the clip of the suspenders, your eyes locked on the waist band of your short skirt.

You were silently mustering up enough courage to just do it. Even though you know for a fact Sam will absolutely love it, there’s just a part of you that’s just always anxious and a teeny bit self conscious, but that’s normal.

This time, you were using it to try and get out of going to dinner with friends. You both had a busy week and you know he needs you like you need him.

“Babe.” Sam yells from out in the bedroom, “We gotta leave in ten.”

“Okay, baby.” You return from behind the closed bathroom door. You knew the school girl aesthetic was a fantasy of Sam’s, you talked about it while doing a truth or drink episode, but behind the scenes, ya know.

You applied the second layer of your red lipstick and pressed them together as you leaned back. You pull up your white fishnet thigh high tights as you let out a slow sigh, “Okay.”

Reaching down with a shaky hand, you pull the door open and walk out. You stop right before you round the corner, “Sam.” You whine, “Do we have to go?”

You hear Sam chuckle from in the bedroom still, “I’m afraid so baby. Im so-“

His words stop as you round the corner and his jaw drops. Yours also drops in return, mainly to the all white outfit he had on.

He was glowing. You tilt your head, “Think this is enough to make you want to stay home?” Sam’s eyes continuously rake up and down your body, “Uh huh.”

You walk over do him, placing your hands on his shoulders and you sit him down, straddling his lap,

His hands rest on your waist before punches each suspender and sliding his hands up until he reaches your chin, “Such a naughty girl.”

You nod, whimpering out as your hands drag down over his shoulders, “Mhm.” He leans back, reaching into his pocket to pull out his phone.

“What are you doing?” You ask glancing from the phone in his hand to his face and he looks at you as he places the phone to his ear.

A smirk rest on his lips as he presses down onto the back of your waist and you bite your lip. You slowly start to grind down onto him as he answer the phone, “Yo, Colby. Listen man..” Sam pauses and shifts his hips forward, eyes still on yours, “Y/n is sick, like it’s.. just bad.”

You lay a hand on your mouth to stifle your laughter and Sam sighs, “So yeah.” He lays back and bucks his hips for you to continue grinding down on him, “We won’t be there tonight. No I know.”

Sam closes his eyes, biting down on his lip, trying to keep his composure as you grind harder, “It.. sucks. Y/n was looking forward to going, too. I just feel for her you know?”

You move back slightly, undoing his pants slowly and he bites down on his lip, “Yeah. That would be nice, bro. Thanks.”

You’re just about to free Sam’s cock from his boxers when you feel a hand on your wrist. You look up and Sam pulls you back into his lap, “Not following rules, I see.”

You smile and shrug, “I don’t know what you’re talking about Mr. Golbach.”

Sam smirks, “Continuing to lie even after she was caught in the act.” He hums lowly and slips his hands under your skirt to show the rest of your ass, “Looks like you need a punishment.”

He rolls you over, laying you on your back and his lips find yours. You lean your head back slightly, “Wait.” You laugh slightly, “I thought I was gonna get to be on top?”

Sam gently presses a few kisses to your exposed chest area and looks up at you, “Change of plans, sweetheart.”

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silkbab3y · 2 months

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[ Therapy ] Teo x Rosie

Based on this song [Therapy by Magic City Hippied feat Tim Atlas](https://open.spotify.com/track/46IKdGs9GbDfbKBhiTwB3i?si=0bWUx91rQ6iDCopMupNmsQ)

Prompt: Teo and Rosie head back from dinner with his parents. It’s a late night drive from the city to Corland bay.

Teo belongs to @14dayswithyou

Cw: drug use/little bit of weed nothing crazy

Was it the glow

In your eyes for me

Rosie felt the breeze brush through her hair, her hand pushing back the strands that flew over her face. The night was chilly, silent, peaceful. Her seat reclined back just a bit, her knees pressed up against the dashboard. Rosie almost felt as if she’d fall asleep the moment she closed her eyes for a second too long.

Honey you shook

My family tree

To her side in the driver seat was none other than Teo, eyes focused on the road, one hand on the wheel the other on her thigh. She shifts a bit, chocolate eyes trailing his concentrated form, watched as he brought his hand on her thigh to the wheel so that the other could bring the blunt to his lips. The smell of weed normally hurt her senses, made her nose scrunch and head turn. But she keeps her head still, eyes focused before taking in a deep breath.

When you love

You lose a piece

“I can hold it for you,” Rosie offers, resting her head back against her seat, droopy eyes blinking slowly. She doesn’t even wait for a response with her hand already reaching over, slender fingers brushing against thicker ones. Plucking the blunt from his fingers, watching him inhale and exhale. Smoke fill the area around him like a bubble, dissipating into the air, and Rosie can’t help but stare. Finally breaking her gaze from him, she looks out the window again as she takes her own drag.

She being the sun

She being the sun to me

They had just got back from dinner with his folks at some 3 star Michelin restaurant— hence the silence. Acting as his fake girlfriend, putting up a facade, Teo was probably exhausted. Rosie too, always the anxious one when it came to meeting parents. Except Rosie wasn’t sure if the man sitting beside her also felt… satisfied? A fake relationship, a facade for the sake of appearance— yet it felt… nice. Rosie would be lying if she said she didn’t want it to be real.

I need therapy

Want to get you off your feet

Swallowing, Rosie turns her head back over to him, waiting for a response, anything. But it’s quiet— too quiet for their own likings, Rosie knew this. “Did I do good?” She questions, putting on her best smile, eyes squinting a bit in amusement. She’s happy to see Teo’s lips quirk.

“Mhm,” A simple noise of acknowledgement, yet it was enough to make Rosie feel so accomplished. She watches as Teo glances her way before back at the road. It’s enough to let her know what he was saying. Rosie didn’t need him to say anything to know— sitting up straight in her seat before bringing the blunt to his lips.

I need therapy

So tenderly

She could watch him all day and night if she could, though Rosie knew it was a bit creepy to. Her tongue darts out across her lips to wet them, eyes flickering to his lips as they wrap around the end before gently sucking in. Pulling the blunt away, he repeats the motion from before— breathe in, breathe out.

“You did good.” Her heart skipped a beat, her lips twitching as she forced back a dumb grin. “Yeah I did,” she almost chokes out, giggling. “What can I say, im talented like that.”

“Very.” Her smile is more sheepish, Rosie still leaning over the middle compartment. “I think I deserve an award,” this elicits a snort from Teo, the man raising an eyebrow.

“Why?” “Uh? Cause I totally played my part, duh.” “Uh huh.” They bathed in Corland Bay’s faint lights lining the boardwalks now that they were back from the city.

I need therapy

She bring the sun

She bring the sun to me

“Well?” “I already bought you a birkins just yesterday.” “Im not talking about buying me something.” Rosie was now huffing a little, wondering if this man wasn’t picking up her signal. She takes another drag before offering him a hit, still holding it between her perfectly manicured fingers.

“What, you want a date?” To date, but not what she was asking as of now.

“You’re so slow,” Rosie bites back a groan of frustration. She knew he was playing at this point, her eyebrows furrowed a bit— but there was no heat to her words.

Could you repair

What’s left of me

The music finally became noticeable to Rosie when they both fall into silence again.

“Teo.” “Rosie.”

She pushes herself more over the middle compartment, watching him inhale the smoke. They were at a red light, the Tesla slowing into a stop. Rosie can smell the expensive cologne still clinging onto him, and she just hope she still smelt like hibiscuses.

Her hand moves to his cheek, careful of the blunt as she turns his head. And Rosie is grateful he complies, or she might’ve felt too scared to continue.

“This your ‘award’?” “Mm, my reward.”

I need the cure

Not a remedy

She leans in, just before he could exhale it all, pressing her lips to his. Slow paced and gentle, yet it was enough to have Rosie feel heat coil inside her stomach. Their lips part just a breath away before reconnecting, angling their heads to kiss more comfortably.

Rosie shudders almost when the touch of his hand brush against her waist before coming down to her hip, squeezing it. His other tangles into her hair, Rosie more than happy to let him push her head a bit. Their lips move in sync, the girl’s arms coming around his neck.

Im digging for a quick fix

No I’m never gonna jump ship

Because you give me a boat

When they finally pull away, green covers their figures faintly. Teo moves to continue driving, Rosie breathing out the smoke he had pushed past her lips. They’re silent again, but she’s sure they can go a few beats without talking before the other gets bored or antsy.

Stuck in a void

You’re my destiny

Rosie licks her lips again, smiling as she finally leans back into her chair, the leather suddenly hot under her.

“That good enough for a reward?” Teo’s voice draws out, that low and husky tone that always got Rosie’s head swirling. Sniffling a bit, Rosie looks back out the window with a dumb smile on her glossy lips.

“Nah.” She can hear the man snort at her response, almost amusingly.

“I’ll give you a better one when we out.”

I need therapy

“Your place or mine?”

#did I proofread this? no #all vibes no grammar #I love Teo #14dwy #14 days with you #💗mywriting #silkbab3y #Spotify

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dirtybitfic · 2 months

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Therapy pt.1

matt sturniolo x y/n

Story contains- language, talking about sexual fantasies and issues, kinks, therapy session.

Pink-you purple- Leslie your best friend. blue -matt. orange the receptionist

story line- you start therapy to help with issues you had with partners in the past and not knowing how to fix them and feeling like your not finding people who match your wants and needs in the bedroom.

Y/n pov-

I just got ready to head to my first sex therapy session. I'm honestly mortified I even have to do this in the first place but Leslie my best friend said it would be helpful.

One week ago..

y/n I love you but you really need to go to someone professional about this

no absolutely not . im not going to a random person to try and figure out my sex issues .

I'm serious it can be really beneficial ! do you want to suffer for the rest of your life with partners who won't give you what you want or do you want to talk to a trained therapist who can help you find the right way to find what you want and why you want it

ughh I don't know I just don't like talking to people I don't know about shit like this .

I know it makes you anxious but some of your fantasies are a bit... extravagant and this therapist might be able to help you understand why you want things like that you know find out the underlying details you might not see for yourself

okay you have a point there.. okay maybe ill go once and if I like it ill stick with it if not then I won't go back

Yeah what's the worst that could happen

I blame you if it goes to shit

yeah yeah whatever your so dramatic

Present time

Im not gonna lie i'm so nervous about this whole thing. I never liked therapy in general . I only like talking about my life with people I trust so talking to a stranger about my sex problems sounds like hell.

Maybe Leslies right though this could end well and I might enjoy it but ... probably fucking not.

I just pulled up to the building and parked in the parking deck I was already 9 minutes late since parking in down town L.A is horrible so obviously thats not helping my anxiety at all.

I made my way to the lobby of the 26 story building and took the elevator up to the 20th floor.

walking out I noticed the seating area was very spacious but also dull.

all the furniture was black and white . Everything looked so clean and pristine I was almost scared to touch anything. As I walked up to the reception desk the young woman noticed me and smiled.

Hey you must be y/n . Your here for the 7:00 appointment right?

yes hi im so sorry im late parking was a mess

no worries matts last appointment is running a little behind anyways.Take a seat and ill let you know when to head back

okay thank you

I took a seat on one of the black couches and scrolled on my phone trying to busy my mind

After about 10 more minutes a couple walked out of the long hallway looking very pissed off and on edge .

I averted my attention back to my phone to avoid awkward eye contact.

Y/n Matt is ready for you if you'd like to head back

okay thank you

I make my way down the long hallway slowly still unsure of going through with this or not.

I reach the doors and softly push one open and walk in .

A man who im guessing is matt is sitting in a chair at a desk facing out to the windows so I can only see the back of his head.

I softly clear my throat.

hi Mr.sturniolo im y/n

he jolts in his chair

Oh hi im sorry your so quiet I didn't hear you come in he says as he spins around to face you and your breathe catches in your throat .

He is the most attractive man you've ever seen . Dark hair with bright blue eyes, nice stubble and tattoos adorned his left arm. Maybe this won't be so bad

I hold eye contact not saying anything but smiling awkwardly.

oh sorry please have a seat and we can get started

I take a seat in the chair opposite to him and softy set my phone on my lap and purse on the ground.

so y/n what made you choose to come see me

umm well it was a suggestion my beat friend made she said that it might help me work out some things that I might not be seeing for my self

okay well lets start off with your relationship backgrounds . How many relationships have you had and how long were they

well i've only had two real relationships. The first one was when I was a sophomore in high school it was about 6 months and my second one was my during summer going into sophomore year of college it was about 3 months.

okay ... why would you say the first relationship didn't work out?

Umm I don't know . He was pretty verbally abusive and made me feel bad about myself . He closed me off From my friends and threw temper tantrums in front of my parents which was very embarrassing but after a while I got fed up with the way he treated me even after I asked him to fix some things that I didn't like and he didn't so I broke up with him.

okay and how was the sexual relationship with him

I mean pretty good id say its one of the only reasons I stuck around for so long

okay so what made it good .?What are some things he did that you enjoyed?

well I don't know . He let me keep my shirt on so I liked that

he chuckled a little bit at your answer .

okay thats ... nice but name things he did that made you feel good . Did he talk you through it . touch you in a way that made you feel good ... things like that

yeah I mean he was my first everything . He would choke me which is something that I like ... he would give me hickeys in only places we could see which I thought was hot I guess. He would I guess praise me a little which made me feel good .

okay and did he ever prioritize your pleasure over his

n-no not really I mean he never made me cum

You were with him for 6 months and he didn't make you cum at all?

no I mean he would make me ummm you started to get nervous for some reason not wanting to say squirt.

So he made you squirt but never gave you a full orgasm

yeah

okay and what about the second relationship

well it was more of a glorified situationship but he was great until he wasn't . He treated me well always made me feel pretty and wanted. The sex was fucking amazing I mean he was the only man who ever gave me head and I used to hate the idea of having a man go down on me I still kinda do but he was so good at it . And he made me you know uh squirt a lot but again never made me orgasm or he'd have me right at the brink of orgasming and then he'd cum and that was it. But after 2 and a half months he got distant said he was going through a lot and pretty much ghosted me for 2 weeks so I broke it off and never spoke to him again.

okay and what are things he did during sex that you enjoyed.

well he would choke me and he'd degrade me which is something I love and he would slap me which I did have to ask him to do but he did it willingly and he would talk to me a lot during it which I liked especially when id be over stimulated and id be crying and he'd hold me closer but made me take it which I found really attractive . He also bit my shoulder sometimes which for some reason I liked . He also liked to leave hands prints on my ass which I loved too and I loved leaving scratch marks on his back and he also enjoyed it .

okay so what ive gathered so far is you like being choked , its easier for you squirt than it is to orgasm , you have a pain kink, you like receiving and leaving marks, you like impact play and with an educated guess your a submissive.

Y-yeah I mean you got all that from such little information...

well I mean it is my job y/n he smiles at you causing you to smile back .

That is true you say with a quite laugh

so what are somethings that you feel were missing from your past sexual partners or maybe somethings you wanted them to do but were too afraid to bring up

well I mean obviously Id like to find a man who Puts in the effort to make me cum . I also guess I wish id like my partners to be more vocal even if its just sounds I like to know im doing a good job and that I make them feel good. I also wish they would make me call them specific names... sometimes I don't find it hot to moan their names so I just don't . I also would like someone who fully dominates me you know bosses me around tells me exactly what to do and how to do it. I also wish that I could fully voice what I want but when I try I pussy out.

okay so obviously they haven't fully satisfied your wants and needs in the past. How do you usually feel after sex?

I guess used in a way . I haven't really had a guy yet who takes care of me after . They all have just gotten up threw me a towel to clean myself off and then I get dressed and leave.

so you crave the intimate parts as well as the sex. You want to feel taken care of after and not just like they got what they want and thats all

yeah exactly I mean thats why I haven't really had sex in a while I started to have a lot of mental challenges with myself and it created a lot of body image issues and I just got tired of feeling used

im sorry they made you feel that way. I think what a lot of guys fail to realize is girls minds are very different . They don't think the way they treat a girl after has that much effect but it does and ive seen through the years the toll that it can take on younger woman's minds that can even lead to eating disorders. Its very important to make woman feel loved and take care of even if the sex is rough and after they do something so small like running a bath to help you relax small things can really make a difference

exactly I want something like that but I feel like I always go for emotionally immature men who just see me as a piece off ass and get what they want then leave I just feel like its hard to find a man who will fit my every want and desire but I don't want to keep lowering my standards just so I can get fucked once and a while

You shouldn't have to lower your standards for that but it does sounds like being celibate isn't something you're happy about he says with a look on his face that you cant exactly read .

well no I mean I like having sex honestly sometimes I think I like it a bit too much . Im horny a lot and don't get me wrong toys are great but its never quite the same and having someone on top of me making me feel good

I understand what you mean . Don't take this the wrong way but do you think that you might be a sex addict

i... well maybe I don't know you say as your face gets red with embarrassment .

do you think that maybe looking into something like a bdsm club would be worth a try . Judging by the things you like that you've told me so far you need a dominant who not only wants to pleasure you but enjoys giving you everything you want

I don't know ive looked into it but they all seem weird and sketchy .

Well what is your dream man explain what he would look like what he would do to you that would meet your every deep desire

well I like a man who's taller than me who I can stand next to and feel small compared too but also feel protected by. I like a man who looks dark and mysterious kind of like if he walked into a room people would feel on edge and a bit scared. I like a man with dark hair and light eyes preferably with tattoos that has an energy to him that makes me feel slightly in danger even though im not. I want a man who asks me my kinks and fantasies and has no problem making them a reality .

And what is your darkest fantasy . one you've never told anybody he says leaning closer to you over the desk making your breathe hitch .

He narrows his eyes on you as he notices your breathing pattern changing and the way your thighs rub together as you squirm in your chair. With how attractive he is and the way he pins you down with his eye contact and all the sex talk it has you wet and horny.

I don't know if you really want to hear about that to be honest you'll probably think im crazy

I would never think that y/n you have to remember I hear about things like this on a day to day bases its nothing that I probably haven't heard before.

okay c-can I look in my notes app thats where I have them written in full detail

of course also lets move to the couch this seat gets uncomfortable after sitting in it all day

okay you say as you slowly get up making your way to the couch and taking a seat in the middle

he stands adjusting his pants and taking off his tie setting in on his chair as he unbuttons a couple of the top buttons of his dress shirt getting more comfortable since your his last client of the day.

he comes over and sits almost knee to knee with you causing your breathing to accelerate at the closeness between you both.

whenever your ready to share go ahead I promise this is a safe space I will not judge you

okay . Well my fantasy takes place in a grave yard...

okay scence set he says smiling over at you

well it starts off with me taking a walk in the grave yard kind of late and its dark and foggy as I make my way to the far back where there's tress and the larger graves I hear a branch snap like someone is watching me causing me to get nervous and a bit scared but I keep walking back further till I hit old decrepit stairs that lead into catacombs . As I make my way to the stairs I hear more branches snapping and look into the woods to see a man in a mask watching me as he slowly makes his way to me before I run down the stairs causing his to chase after me into the catacombs and before I can get father away he grabs me by my hair causing me to slam back into his big tall frame and fear to flood my body . Then he drags me into one of the open rooms with skulls adorning the walls and throws me on the ground ripping my clothes off and tying my hands behind my back so I cant move them or push him away as he slides into me roughly from the back and he fucks me so hard im crying and shaking under as he tells me how wet I am for him and how much of a good girl I am for letting him take me like this and makes beg him to let me cum so many times im crying and shaking . I also think it would be hot for him to create small cuts in my back with a knife every time I cum until they make up his initials in my back and he fills me to the brim with his cum.

you finally finish reading it and take a deep breathe even scared to look at him not wanting to see his face

y/n look at me

I cant

and why not he says in a deep raspy tone

because I just cant

he moves his hand to your back sliding up slowly until he reaches the back of your head tugging on your scalp causing you to gasp as he forces you too look at him.

I said I would not judge you and I meant that but when I tell you to look at me I expect you to treat me with respect and do as your told

y-yes mr sturniolo im sorry you wince when he lets go of the strong grip he had in your hair .

You were already wet from reading your dirtiest fantasy to him but then he did that and now you were a fucking water fall you could feel it seeping through your thong under your skirt.

you stare at him as he stares back as you with darkened eyes that have you melting into the couch feeling intimidated by the way he is looking at you so intensely.

there's a knock on the door causing you both to break out of the trance you were in and look over .

hey mr sturniolo I was just coming in to check if everything was okay its 20 minutes after my clock out time...

oh im so sorry Kayla you can head out we have some things to finish up on im sorry for holding you over

its okay see you Monday morning

she walks out leaving you and matt alone again.

if you need to go I understand I didn't realize we went over time

no its okay we still have some more stuff to talk about and to be honest I don't have anywhere to rush too

alright then what else do we have to talk about

what about this fantasy excites you the most

um I guess the fear of not knowing who's under the mask but also the fact they followed me I guess it makes me feel special and that he put in that much effort just to get me

Okay so fear turns you on?

I mean I guess but only in certain scenarios

okay so lets say you lived in a big house with a lot of land and you didn't have close neighbors and you had a stalker and he showed up every night watching you from far away . Is that something that would turn you on

yeah I mean the books I read have definitely tainted my mind but yes that would turn me on

what about having a stalker turns you on?

I guess the fact that they are so obsessed with me they feel the need to stalk and watch me

so you like the feeling of knowing someone is obsessed with you

yeah it would make me feel special I guess I don't know saying that out loud sounds concerning

no it doesn't I think you like attention you like knowing that someone is watching you and waiting to pounce on you when they want . You like thinking of someone taking you when they want and not having a say don't you

yeah I guess

so im guessing you also have a consensual non consensual kink ?

yeah you sigh . its kind of concerning how good he is at guessing your kinks and finding ways to get the information out of you without you having to just straight out say it. It honestly makes it less awkward .

so with the cnc kink what about it do you like?

I guess the fighting back I like to push buttons see how much of a fight I can put up until they finally brake and take their anger out on me

so your a brat?

excuse me you ask shocked at what he called you.

he laughs seeing you expression

y/n im not calling you a brat its a type of submissive trait you like getting a man annoyed at you so they punish you when they've had enough of your attitude

ohh yeah okay that makes more sense you say laughing softly to yourself

so you like being punished he says moving his leg closer to yours making them touch fully which has you pulsing around nothing. The way he speaks to you turns you on just the tones of his voice is deep yet soothing put there's also an underlying tones that makes it sounds like he's humiliating you with the words he speaks.

I mean I don't know ive never been punished a day in my life even as a kid I didn't get punished.

come here he says making you look at him confused

he softly grabs your arm then pulls you over his knees

w-what are you doing

don't worry this is strictly a lesson if you'd like me to stop I will but its easier to show you this way then explain with words

your breathing is loud at this point as your thighs squeeze together . the way he has you over his knees is doing something to you given the fact you know your ass is showing since your skirt is kind of short

are you okay with me showing you it will help you get an idea if being punished is something your into or not

you nod your head with cases him to jolt his knee up causing your body to bounce up and your skirt to ride up.

I need you to use your words y/n

y-yes this is okay I trust you

good now lets say I was your dominant okay. The thing I will be punishing you for is earlier can you tell me what that might be

ummm I don't know uh your voice coming out a little shaky. Your so turned on and you're sure if he looks down at any point he could see your soaked thong.

some on use your brain I know you'll figure it out he says as. you feel his hand on your back slowly rubbing small soothing circles

um when I didn't look at you after reading my fantasy

good girl thats exactly what I will punish you for and the punishment will be leaving my hand print on your ass would that be okay

y-yes

good now ill do 5 on each side okay if you want me to stop just tell me and I will okay

okay you say softly. The last thing you expected was for your first session to end with you over your therapists knee having a full demonstration of something you could be into.

his hand slides down your back to your ass as he rubs softly over your left cheek then his hand smacks down hard causing you to gasp.

thats one and I want you to count for me okay

y-yes sir

he groans causing you to blush and wait for the next smack

his hand comes down again making you squeak out Two

your doing good

after the last smack your breathing hard and your left cheek is stinging and pulsing in the spot he continuously hit.

his hand smacks down on your right cheek causing you to jolt forward .

fuck you gasp he hit harder than you expected.

you need me to stop

no im okay keep going

he finishes the last 4 and you're panting as your thighs are clenching together so hard you can feel the muscles straining. He helps you off his lap and you sit back down on the couch wincing in pain as your raw ass hits the surface.

he looks at you with dark blown out eyes with a slight smirk on his face.

well you obviously like being punished he says causing you to furrow your brows at him as you face got hotter.

oh yeah and how do you know that. you said in a snippy tone

because you clenched your thighs the entire time and ... I could see how soaked your thong was

your breathe hitched as you looked down at the ground trying to hide your embarrassment .

no need to be embarrassed . We did it to see if it was something you liked at it proved you did .

matt was about four years older than you making him 26 and you 22 which made this situation even hotter given the age gap.

yeah I know im just embarrassed I like it that much I guess

well I think we covered a good amount for out first session . When do you want to schedule your next meeting ?

do you have any openings on Tuesday ?

let me check he says getting up and going over to his desk to look at his computer .

he looked so hot leaning over his desk , his sleeves rolled up showing his toned forearms and his big veiny hands gripping the tables edge. God you wish you could have those hands around your neck. which makes you realize you forgot to mention one of your biggest kinks .

oh I did forget one kink that plays a roll in a lot

oh yeah and what is that he say still focusing on his computer

Hands you say biting your lip still looking at his hands.

he looks at you then notices you're looking at his hands causing his dick to stiffen even more in his pants. You hadn't noticed he had a hard on and he's glad about that. He's never had a client so close to his age that also fits everything he finds attractive . You're exactly the type of girl he's ever wanted , the perfect bratty submissive but he keeps it to himself knowing he's your therapist and he cant jeopardize your business relationship.

You snap out of it meeting his eyes as he's smirking at you causing your face to get red knowing he caught you looking at his hands.

I have two openings one in the afternoon for 1 pm or 7pm

can we do the 7 pm again

yeah of course ill put you in for 7pm

he finishes setting your appointment and starts grabbing his stuff you stand up off the couch and go to grab your phone where you had set it on his desk and grab your purse taking out your keys.

wait for me and ill walk you out its pretty late out you shouldn't be walking out of here on your own

okay thank you I mean you don't have to do that

no I insist he says before walking around his desk to you and leading you to the door.

he turns the lights off then locks his office doors then you both make your way down the hall to the sitting room area . He turns off all the overhead lights then meets you at the front entrance doors.

He locks those then you make your way to the elevators down to the parking deck.

so what did you think of your first session I know a lot of people don't like therapy

honestly I was really not excited but it wasn't as bad as I thought it was going to be

im glad I wasn't that bad

me too honestly I was expecting an old man not ...you

ill take that as a good thing

oh yeah no sorry I didn't mean it in a bad way im really glad your young it made me a little less nervous

im glad and I hope it helped to talk through some stuff

it did I mean I usually don't talk about most of this sex stuff with people so it felt good to get some of it out

well then I guess the therapy is doing its job

yeah I guess so you say smiling over at him

which floor did you park on

im pretty sure eight

cool me too ill walk you to your car

oh no you don't have to do that don't you have like a girlfriend to get home to or something

no actually I don't I do have brothers that are waiting for me to get them dinner though

oh well don't let me take more of your time im sure I can safely make it to my car

come on were in down town LA there could be crack heads roaming around ill walk you they can wait

fine if you insist

you make it down to the 8th floor of the parking deck and start walking in the direction of where you parked

so do you live with your brothers

yeah im actually a triplet so you know were very close we haven't really felt the need to move into our own places

oh wow thats cool I have an older brother but were not super close I always wished id had a twin sister though

how old is your brother

oh hes 26

ahh the older brother dynamic I get it its kind of hard to have a close relationship when your 4 years apart

yeah we've gotten closer through the years but you know he's a guy im a girl its different

yeah I get that

okay well this is me you say pointing to your car

thank you for walking me

of course its no problem see you Tuesday

yep see you Tuesday goodnight mr.sturniolo

goodnight y/n and just so you know you can call me matt

okay well good night matt you say as you start to get in your car .

he starts walking the opposite way to where he's parked as you start your car up and head home .

... part 2 coming soon.

#matt sturniolo #bd/sm daddy #therapist

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archie-sunshine · 3 months

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PLEASE assign each tom cardy song an mtmte pairing 🫶

OKAY IM GONNA DO JUST SOME OF MY FAVOURITES REALLY QUICKLY

High Five- Rodimus(/driftrod if you want). I have a full animatic planned for this song with Rodimus and I’m not kidding. Could there be better fits? Maybe, but I think it’s VERY funny to imagine Rodimus overreacting crazy style about not getting a high five from drift

Paint That Lady- okay hear me out on Minirung. I like the idea of minimus being the pov here, like I know how my hcs are but I’ve seen some great takes of minimus being really nervous about having normal vanilla sex with rung while rung is just like calmly waiting for him to stop being anxious.

Naughty or Nice- I think it would be really funny to do Tyrest for this tbh. I think it’d be hilarious, with minimus/Magnus as Jeffery trying to convince him to be normal- JFJFHDBBS god it’s really funny to me

Hey, I Don’t Work Here- Whirl. It’s whirl. In my head it would be SO good to have him as this. It’s very much his energy what else can I say-

Your Love Is Not Enough(I’d like some cool shit too)- Driftrod. Never forget that Rodimus is dead broke and drift is literally his sugar daddy. Yes I know I have driftrod brain rot but listen to me. I’m cooking

Red Flags- Cygate. Like I know the bit everyone listens to is the part where the guy is terrified but if you get through it they do end up in love. Their double freak energy isn’t talked about enough!!! I need them to be double freaks.

Mixed Messages- Okay don’t fucking kill me but I could make such a good comedy animatic about getaway and tailgate. PLEASE listen to me when I say it’d be so fucking funny to have the visual of getaway punching the absolute shit out of megatrons dick as tailgates ‘dad’

Flirt(with your dad)- dratchet(+Rodimus being tortured by drift and ratchet who are bullying him) like clearly I ship dratchrod so I don’t consider ratchet rodimus’ dad or anything, but it’s just REALLY funny to me that drift and ratchet would bond over mutually bullying the absolute shit out of him in a nonsexy just mean way.

SO YEAH THESE ARE MY TAKES PLEASE TELL ME YOUR THOUGHTS

#transformers #archie answers #rodimus #driftrod #dratchet #cygate #whirl #cyclonus #drift #tailgate #getaway #minirung #minimus #rung #tyrest

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bingoboingobongo · 1 year

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task force 141 + favorite starbucks holiday drinks

Characters: Simon "Ghost" Riley, John "Soap" MacTavish, Kyle "Gaz" Garrick, John Price, Alejandro Vargas, Rodolfo "Rudy" Parra

Warnings: none

A/N: bc the 'alpha males only drink black coffee' mentality is stupid. give these men a creme brulee latte. also can u tell im running out of ideas (help)

simon "ghost" riley:

yeah yeah ik i said this was gonna be starbucks holiday drinks but guys you really think simon's the kinda guy to order a sugar cookie pumpkin spice creme brulee apple strudel frappucino?

yeah that's what i thought

the others will all follow the theme tho i swear

but for now let's talk about simon

he doesn't drink starbucks very much but when he does he usually has two go to drinks

a steamed apple juice or a london fog tea latte

he'll get the latte hot or cold depending on the weather ofc

his favorite thing to do is cozy up with a nice book and a warm drink from starbucks especially during the winter months

and bc he's an environmentally conscious king (and because he has a reputation to maintain let's be real) he always brings his own black tumbler for the drink

also i don't know why but i like to think that he has a bunch of starbucks gift cards from random holidays over the years

so he hasn't spent his own money on starbucks in months

he also never orders in person

and he puts down another name for his order too

sometimes ghost will order a hot chocolate though

but they have a tendency to be really sweet so they're not his favorite

john "soap" mactavish:

alright so i feel like soap's go to holiday drinks is the irish cream cold brew

also before i explain why why is no one talking about the shadows constantly calling soap a leprechaun and an irish person?

like it happens multiple times during the alone mission and it's so funny

anyways

what can i say soaps a cold foam kind of guy

he's just like me frfr

honestly he really doesn't have much of a sweet tooth (at least when it comes to coffee) and he feels like the slight sweetness of the cold foam mixed with the bitter cold brew makes the perfect coffee sweetness

also soap's the kind of person to get iced drinks no matter the weather

like it could be snowing and hailing and he'd still get his iced coffee

he also asks for extra cold foam

bc he likes those first few sips where all you get is the foam before the coffee starts mixing in

also off topic but soap also went feral during the free red cup day

like you know he dropped everything to grab one before they ran out

he's done it everytime they do it and he's so scared that he's gonna miss his streak because of work some day

kyle "gaz" garrick:

alright so maybe it's sorta simple but in gaz's opinion you can never go wrong with an iced peppermint mocha

i mean the name itself just screams holidays

and the flavor speaks for itself

gaz is just a fan of chocolate in general though

and he actually doesn't really like coffee, so the sweetness of the chocolate is nice because it combats the bitterness of the coffee

he also really likes peppermint so it works out too

like you know those peppermint chocolates you get from olive garden?

he eats those up oml

he also only puts in one shot of espresso

because a lot of caffeine makes him anxious

also he doesn't like staying awake at night most of the time

plus he always gets less whipped cream

it's surprising but he's honestly not that much of a fan

that being said though, you can't have a mocha without whipped cream

so he'll oblige a little bit

john price:

alrighty so price's favorite drink is a caramel brulee frappucino

and i am very confident in saying that

i don't really know why but i just feel like he would enjoy it

i like to think that the first time he had it was when someone else went on a coffee run and he told them to just get him whatever

so they got him this and now he's obsessed

he's always been a fan of caramel so it only makes sense

like he goes ham on the caramel

people have told him to just get a caramel frappucino instead but he never does

so instead he gets the caramel brulee frappe with caramel sauce, syrup, drizze

the whole nine yards

i mean price has a sweet tooth what can i say

he needs something to balance out the flavor of all those cigars he smokes

and yes gaz and the others always makes fun of price whenever he gets his drink

but price doesn't even care he is living his best life

he also definitely gets a reindeer cake pop too whenever he goes

the chestnut praline latte is definitely a close second for price tho

but he likes the texture of a frappucino over a latte

alejandro vargas:

okay so honestly ik it's kinda basic but alejandro is a hot chocolate kinda guy

i mean it's like the most iconic holiday drink there is

besides like eggnog or smthing but tbh i always forget eggnog is a thing

anyways hot chocolate is always like the thing to get alejandro in the holiday spirit

it brings him back to making ibarra hot chocolate with his family as a kid

ofc starbucks hot chocolate is not as good as ibarra

but hot chocolate is hot chocolate and it gets the job done in a pinch

one time he tried adding cinnamon to the starbucks hot chocolate to make it more like ibarra

man to this day he doesn't know what he did wrong but he knows something was wrong bc it did not taste like ibarra at all

it tasted worse than it started too

that was truly disappointing

he also likes getting a sandwich or croissant from the bakery too as a light snack

rodolfo "rudy" parra:

alright so this one is easy

and honestly like the first one i thought of

but rudy lives for the sugar cookie almond milk latte

i also like to think that rudy tends to run pretty cold (especially during the winter) and so he gets the hot version and holds it in his hands with his sleeve pulled to his fingertips and let's the steam warm him up

while he does like a little dance to try and keep himself warm

i mean what can i say rudy is like the epitome of having a sweet tooth

plus he really likes sugar cookies so it works out

like he loves those soft sugar cookies you get at walmart (the lofthouse cookies)

also rudy is lactose intolerant

ur welcome all my lactose intolerant readers out there he's ur representation

idk man i just feel like that makes sense to me

and bc like the rest of you lactose intolerant lunatics he's incapable of actually avoiding dairy (seriously you guys have a problem) he has a bunch of lactaids in one of the pockets of his vest

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sturniolos-honeybutter · 2 days

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awkward ||

matt sturniolo🫶

CW - none i dont think ??? kissing i guess. its mostly just fluff (i think im using that word right?). it might be corny.

this is my first time publishing any of my writing !!!!! PLEASE be nice to me. :)

summary - matts been your best friend since middle school. when on a drive late one night something accidental turns into the both of you kissing. reader is the pink text, matt is the blue text. :3

based off this song !

you and matt had been best friends for as long as you remembered -- well, as long as things actually started to matter to you. you moved to matts school in the 7th grade, you were thirteen years old at the time.

it was a fresh start, something new, you had gone to the same place your entire life, so to say you were anxious on your first day was an understatement.

in your first period, you got sat next to a quiet boy. at the time, you were grateful he wasnt immature and disrespectful like most of the boys your age you had met.

you tried your hardest to mind your business and focus on the review from what they were taught the previous year, but your nervs and your lack of understanding got in the way.

after about 5 minutes of visible frustration, the boy beside you took notice of your expression and offered to help

-- "hi, i dont mean to bother you, but i noticed you seem a bit confused ? do you mind if i help you?"

your cheeks flush a light pink out of embarassment, not realizing how obvious it was that you had no idea what you were doing.

-- "yeah, actually, if you want to.. they didnt cover this at my old school so i just.."

you shrug awkwardly and lean back a bit as he reassures you and begins explaining.

-- "dont feel bad though, none of this will matter when we get out of school, yaknow?"

his eyes shift from the paper on the table in front of you both onto your eyes

-- "im matt, by the way."

he mentions his name before quickly leaning away from you, he hadnt realized how close he got to you when explaining.

you nod and smile softly, happy to have had a nice interaction with someone -- specifically a boy, not in a romantic way, really just in the sense that its rare to find a boy your age whos atleast a little bit emotionally mature.

-- "im y/n. thanks for the help, by the way, i really needed it. i had no idea what i was doing"

you mutter with a slight nervous giggle. you and matt soon became close friends, talking everyday in and out of class. he introduced you to his triplet brothers, and his friendgroup. while you didnt fit in with his friends as much as you'd like to, you were grateful you had people to talk to. since then, as the dynamic between you both grew, you became inseperable.

☆☆☆☆

its been 7 years since then, and you and matt are the closest youve ever been. matt knows you better than you know yourself. you cant hide from him the way you hide from yourself.

you currently, though, were on a drive with him. your favorite thing to do was to go on long drives and find some random parking lot to sit in with the windows down, listening to music, talking about random shit, learning about the very few things you both dont already know about the other. you sat in the parking lot of a convience store you didnt care to remember the name of, windows all the way down with the wind gently blowing through your hair.

you always got the aux cord when you rode with matt, he knows how important music is to you. even if he doesnt particularly like the music youre playing, he puts up with it because he enjoys seeing you get excited over certain songs.

"Use Once & Destroy" by Hole played softly through the speakers. matt had turned the radio down so it was easier for you both to focus on each other.

you had the visor down while you looked at your makeup in the mirror, wiping away the smudged eyeliner that had condensed beneath your lower lashes throughout the day.

-- "god, i fucking hate when my makeup does this.."

you mumble to yourself once theres a moment of silence between the two of you.

-- "it makes me look disheveled."

you complain quietly as you flip the visor back up, giving up on your goal of getting rid of the black residue underneath your waterline.

-- "i think you look pretty. i dunno, i dont think you look messy.. it makes you look real, it makes you look like you."

matt says sweetly as he studies you fixing your makeup, seemingly mesmerized by your dedication. you smile softly and tuck your hair behind your ears.

-- "thank you, matti."

you say sweetly to him, studying the look on his face. he turns away for a second as you lean over the center console, expecting to give him a peck on the cheek (..which, is something thats been accustomary in your friendship, its supposedly platonic)

until he turns his head back to face you, your lips landing onto his. you pull back quickly, your eyes growing as you cover your mouth.

his reaction similar to yours, his eyes growing before he starts profusely apologizing.

your cheeks heat up as your mind races, sifting through every thought youve had of moments like this before.

you knew you shouldnt think about your best friend in that position, but you couldnt help it. he was obviously very attractive, and you have always had some romantic feelings for him, whether you admitted it to yourself or not.

matt goes quiet, the awkward silence filling the space small space between you. both of your faces flushed red, studying each other subtly.

usually youd both brush off an interaction like this, but it was different this time. something about the situation maybe, or the subconcious emotions that created tension around you both.

-- "can i kiss you?"

he asks softly after a period of uncomfortable silence that slowly shaped itself into comfort, the way it always does with the two of you.

you nod slightly, the question adding to the absurdity of the moment.

as he leans forward, you mirror his motions until he places one hand on your jaw and the other on the back of your neck, gently intertwining fingers with your hair.

your lips lock and you place your hand on his forearm, the other on his shoulder as the two of you hold the kiss for about 3 seconds before pulling away.

you both stayed in the same position as you smiled widely, your cheeks pink while your eyes shifted away from his, flustered and happy that things werent weird like you thought they might be.

matt brushes your hair out of your face as a smile creeps onto his mouth when he sees the expression on your face.

-- "youre so fuckin beautiful, y/n."

#matt sturniolo imagine #matt sturniolo x you #matt sturniolo x reader #matt sturniolo imagines #sturniolo fanfic #matt sturniolo #sturniolo triplets #sturniolo triplets imagines #sturniolo triplets x reader #sturnioloshoneybutter

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miyhhowrites · 4 months

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꧁“𝐀 𝐜𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐚 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐚𝐜𝐡𝐞!”꧂

Toya aoyagi x gn! Reader

A/N: so sorry for not writing so much (⋟﹏⋞) exams are coming up in a week, and i still have reporting to do.⁠·⁠´⁠¯⁠`⁠(⁠>⁠▂⁠<⁠)⁠´⁠¯⁠`⁠·⁠. Im very anxious since my last reporting i stuttered alot and the teacher got annoyed and made me sit down, and i got a low score on my reporting cus 1 my voice is too quiet and 2 i stutter alot, im very bad at reporting even my groupmates dont want me to report, thankfully my teacher gave me a chance to report, i just hope i dont stutter ಠ⁠︵⁠ಠ please send me good luck!

Sypnosis: reader has an exam coming up and its taking a toll on them! Toya bakes them a cake in order to cheer them up!

Contains: toya is implied having a crush on y/n (can still be platonic!), y/n loves chocolate cake! Pure fluff♡

✮You were very stressed out, wether it'd be from schools, or from your part time, everything made you nuts! You cant even do anything you love since exams are coming up.. you asked toya for help in studying since he's good at that, while studying toya noticed you looked.. distressed.. your eyes had eye bags underneath them, your hair was a mess and you'd sleep in class time to time, of course he knew that exams were coming up, but he didnt expect it to take a toll on you.

✮Toya felt bad, he wanted to cheer you up but.. how? He doesnt want to look that clingy so.. he secretly gives you trinkets time to time, whether it'd be a ballpen of your favorite color, or buying you snacks, ofcourse you noticed his odd behaviour but he excuses this as being "helpful" or "you needed it", you weren't complaining though..

✮At the day of the exam you tried very hard to answer, to staying up all night, to begging toya to tutor you late in the evening. The time was up and it was time to pass the test papers and wait until your score is revealed, the teacher soon announces that the scores would be revealed next week, which gives you more day to overthink..

✮When you finally get home to your apartment/house you instantly checked your notes, trying to see which answers you got right and wrong when suddenly, toya messages you.

✮"Meet me at weekend garage." You looked at the message with pure confusion, what does he mean by that? Is he mad at you? Dissapointed? You stood up and instantly went to this place called weekend garage, while walking there you noticed a bunch of street artists performing, it was nice.. the Streets felt scary but it made them not scary when you see people performing. You soon entered at weekend garage, taking a seat near the entrance, you noticed that there were no customers here, just an's dad talking on the phone.

✮Soon enough, aoyagi and the others arrived and holding a ten inched cake he then placed the cake infront of you "congratulations on the test" toya added while placing the cake, kohane, akito, and an both nodded in agreement. "Huh? Congratulations? I dont even know if im gonna pass or not.."

✮"I know, but you looked so down this week, i know you love chocolate cake, so we made you one" he replied, an nodded and spoke up "yeah! I didnt even know baking was this hard! Not to mention expensive!" She exclaimed, kohane nodded "mhm, it was difficult.. and some of the measurements we took might be wrong.. those fancy decorations run out so we had to use the cheap decorations.." she added, akito sighs "what are you waiting for? Eat the cake"

✮He says while handing you a fork. The cakes design was kid-ish, it had a flower border, with a brown frosting on the center that wrote "you did it!" The icing was a bit too thin, and the icing was covered in cake crumbs, not to mention the cake was lumpy, probably adding too much baking soda but you didnt mind, its the efforts that matter!

✮You tried the cake, taking a small bite before nodding with a smile "its good, its a bit dry but i love how bitter it is!" You smiled, the group sighs with relief, an grabs a fork and tries it "too bitter for my liking.. but its good!" She exclaims, the rest of the group had different opinions about the cake but nevertheless all of you enjoyed it

✮Once it was dark, you excused yourself and was about to walk home when toya spoke up, "allow me to walk you home (y/n)" he added, you tried declining his offer, after all he might have practice "ah, no thank you.! Youre probably practicing and i wouldnt wanna make you walk back here!" You added, toya shook his head "our practice is in tomorow, for now i wanna walk you home, its dangerous for someone to go home alone at night" he added, you sighed and nodded with agreement, you waved goodbye the others and walked home with toya.

✮While walking he asks a question "how was the test?" He asks, you sighed "it was very difficult, especially chemistry, math i didnt mind.. god i think im gonna fail chemistry.." you groaned, toya pats your back and assures you "no,no your probably gonna pass, you did stay up all night to study right? And plus you finished your test just when the timer was about to end, im sure you'll pass.." he replied, you smiled at him "i hope so.." you replied, chuckling a bit.

A/N: thanks so much for reading, please send me good luck for my upcoming tests and report!! ٩(^ᗜ^ )و

#project sekai #pjsk x reader #x reader #project sekai x reader #pjsk #vbs #vbs toya #toya aoyagi #toya aoyagi x reader #vivid bad squad

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ORIGINALLY FROM

@parrythisucasual .

What about me? Chapter 7

Her eyes locked on your hands, her smile widening. Jax quickly dropped your hand, standing back up to full height. He didn’t look at you, his attention now entirely fixated on Ragatha. Although you could have sworn, he looked anxious. You hoped you didn’t upset him…

Soon, Ragatha catches up to you guys,

"What are you guys doing?" Said the doll

"Not much, just finished riding the tea cup's" you said, looking down

"Well, that's nice wanna come get some snacks with me and gangle," said ragatha

" Sure!"

"Are you coming, Jax?" You said joining the girls

" Nah, you guys go. im fine " said jax

" Aww, come on, Jax, let's go," you said, giving him a pleading face

" ~Aww~ I bet u really want me to go with u guys, but I just remembered that I gotta go met with kinger about something," said Jax, looking at u with a smirk

" I -um ok," u said with a startled and blushing face.

" Welp, let go get some cotton candy," said gangle

"Sure, what do u think y/n" said ragatha

"Um - yeah, sure, let's go," U said, just seeing Jax walk away into the circus tent

☁️Jax's thoughts☁️

" OMG THAT WAS SO CRINGE AND SO EMBARRASSING WHY DID U SAY IT LIKE THAT UGHHHH YOU IDIOT"

" I bet that Doll is going to be a bigger tease towards me"

"OOf well gotta go harass the chess piece now "

☁️Out of jax's thoughts☁️

All three of the girls go and get the goods and sit down in a bench.

While they are eating gangle speaks up.

"So y/n why were you holding Jax's hand?" She says, looking timidly at u

"Well, I - um I was - " you said just blabbering incoherent words while becoming a blushing mess

"ANYWAY, let's talk about something else. Um- what should we do after this?" said Ragatha, just trying to deascalate the interaction

"Well, if it okay with u guys, I want to go in the carousel," says gangle, finishing her cotton candy

.♧.Meanwhile.♧.

"So, do you like them or not?" Says Kinger just waiting for an answer

"Why do you care?" says Jax, looking at Kinger in a bit of an annoyed tone

"Just because you have been taking about y/n since you got here,"says kinger just looking at Jax. For a response

"Well- Um, I- guess I-" says Jax trying to find his answer

" Yes or No Jax," says kinger, sounding desperate for an answer

" Short answer, yes?" Says Jax looking for any type of emotion in Kingers face

" YOU LIKE Y/N"

Says #####

Anyway, thanks for reading, and sorry it's short it's my first time writing this type of content, so apologies.

If u wanna know what happens before, here is the link for chapter 6.

https://www.tumblr.com/parrythisucasual/734538715134902272/what-about-me-ch-6

#my post #tadc jax #jax x reader #jax

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eveandtheturtles · 11 months

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Through Fire and Smoke part 2

Ship: Bayverse!Leo X Named!Reader

Summary: Leo and you are going on a date. You find out more about him. More than you expected. Happens during chapters 8-10 of Started with a Kiss (my Donnie x OC fic).

A/N: Hope y'all excited for more Amelia and Leo lol. Everyone here is in an adult unless stated otherwise. First part is in my masterlist! Reader is a Firefighter. I didn't expect this chapter to be split into two but it did lol. The next part, should be the final part probably. There might be more. Here's some tags!

@madammuffins @m1dnyt3-w0lf @turtle-babe83 @thelaundrybitch @leosgirl82 @pheradream-15 @tinkabelle19 @scholastic-dragon @dilucsflame33 @sharpwindow

(if anyone wants to be removed lemme know)

After the little rescue you did for Leo you two kept in touch, especially since you set up a date. The text conversations you had with him were the highlight of your day. You found out he was a little bit of a geek from the way he talked about shows and even admitted to have a small collection of posters and action figures he shared with his younger brother, Donnie. He was charming but you loved teasing him the most. He had the best reaction to that. The no-nonsense exterior would crack a little revealing a more relaxed, pun-loving Leo. You enjoyed that guy

You didn't know what you expected from your date with the mysterious mutant turtle. Which meant some wild guessing on how to dress for it. Maybe something like Lady and the Tramp style? You imagined a date in back alley with two Chinese chefs serenading you over orange chicken. Ridiculous.

Then maybe a day before the date he revealed something you needed a moment to process.

[Smoked Turtle: Hey so I figured there's something I should have told you sooner]

You read the message and a sliver of anxiety creeped up at you. You quickly pushed it back and wrote back

[You're secretly a 6 foot tall turtle living in a sewer?]

[Smoked Turtle: -snort- very funny.]

[I'm here all week]

[Smoked Turtle: but seriously, you should know this before we go on a date]

[Fire away, sir.]

He started typing. The three dots blinked on your screen for a minute, two. Then they stopped. Then appeared again. Finally, he sent the message.

[Smoked Turtle: Im poly.]

The three dots were still on your screen.

[Smoked Turtle: I have a bf his name is Jake]

Ah. Well, you didn't exactly expect that. You thought he might tell you he's alien prince or dying or that he was raising a clutch of baby mutant turtles (was that even the correct term? You needed to google that).

[Well, thank you for telling me this. I'm guessing he knows about you planning on going on a date with me?]

[Smoked Turtle: Yeah. I told him about you and he didn't object. He knows I'm poly too and we had discussion about it and all.]

[Smoked Turtle: You can back out if this is uncomfortable for you.]

You thought for a moment. One of your coworkers were poly. You recalled her gushing about her partners but also complain about the issues she had. You weighted your own feelings.

[Thank you for telling me this.]

You paused because, wow that did put you in a spin.

[So, we're still up for 8pm tomorrow?]

[Smoked turtle: Yes. Do you have any questions?]

[Well, we're not serious yet, I'll just process through it and I'll shoot them your way when I have them. One girl at the station is also poly. So it's not as strange for me as you'd think.]

You couldn't tell over the text if he relaxed more or was still anxious so you switched the conversation to something lighter.

The next day you were bouncing a little checking the clock. Right on time, maybe even a few minutes early, Leo knocked on your window.

"Hi," you greeted him as he waited for you on the fire escapes.

"Hey." Leo smiled at you. "You look nice."

"Thanks!" You replied happily.

It was definitely a change of outfit for you. Nothing fancy, since you knew you were going to just grab Chinese but. And it was getting cold outside. So you picked your nicest sweater jacket and a long, light brown coat, jeans and pair of cute boots. To make it even nicer you added your favourite hoop earrings you normally couldn't wear.

"So how are we getting to the place, because I doubt we can take a walk or taxi?" You asked him, climbing through your window to him.

"You're right, we can't," he agreed. "You will experience the what we call Turtle Express." He offered you his hand and you took it looking at him curiously.

"Hope you're not too attached to your hairstyle," he added suddenly tightening the grip on your hand and pulling you against his chest.

"What?" Was all you managed to say before he jumped up.

Now you knew why it was called 'Turtle Express'. Leo was moving at what you perceived as almost the speed of light. You noticed you were yelling about halfway to your destination. You looked up at his face and there was just pure glee on it. Motherfucker. It looked good on him.

Finally, with a final jump down and a bit of a backflip (which you suspected he did totally on purpose) you two landed in front of a Chinese restaurant in Chinatown. Leo set you down gently to the ground, holding you until your legs stopped shaking.

"You're kind of an ass, you know that?" You said and he grinned.

"Sorry, couldn't help it."

You shook your head amused. You also looked around. "Uh, Leo? Aren't you worried-"

"Hi Mrs. Chang!" Leo called to an elderly woman selling old books, magazines and CDs at the store next to the restaurant.

"Leonardo!" She called back. "Come, come," she waved her thing hand at him. "You can help!"

"Is Kevin not around?" He asked concerned.

"His mother's sick. Good boy went to help her," she informed him. "Said he will be here alter but you're here! You will help this poor old woman."

Leo nodded along. "Sorry, this will take a second," he said.

"I'll help too," you said, curious about this whole situation. You followed behind him.

Mrs. Chang looked at you, her sharp eyes eyeing you from head to toes. "Who's this?" She grinned at Leo. He quickly grabbed crates from the front and started carrying them inside. Clearly, done it before.

"I'm Amelia, nice to meet you, ma'am." You introduced yourself. You followed behind Leo.

Between you two closing up the store went super quickly. You also got front seat to witness the strength of the turtle, when he would easily grab four or five crates like they weighted nothing. Show-off. It was still a nice show.

"Tell your father, he is going to lose mahjong this week!" Mrs Chang told Leo as they were finishing up. "I feel good fortune in my bones."

Leo snorted. "I will Mrs Chang."

The old woman pulled him down a little.

"I like this girl! She's nicer than that boy," she said that you were sure was supposed to be a whisper but came more of a stage whisper.

"Okay, Mrs Chang. I'll text Kevin he doesn't need to come to help you." He smiled and straightened up.

"Good bye Mrs Chang!" You called and the two of you headed for the restaurant. "So what's that all about?"

"Ah... well... I'll tell you once we're inside." He opened the door for you, leading you inside.

The air was heavy with the smells from the kitchen and the steam from the cooking dishes. It smelled deliscious. There were some guests in it and it seemed all of them knew Leo. And his father apparently.

You both sat down at a free table and soon a waitress joined you.

"Hey Leo, what can I get for you two?" She asked.

"Hi Mei. For start I'll take a beer." He looked at you to see your choice.

You looked at the menu. It was a big laminated page. And it was all in Chinese. "Uh."

Leo chuckled and fliped it over. There. English. "Oh thanks," you briefly scanned what they had. "Yeah beer is good for start," you smiled.

"Okay, I'll be right back." The girl left you to decide on food.

"So~" you slowly started, "not that I mind and all but how come you can be out in the open here?"

"Oh, uh, well," Leo chuckled awkwardly, "there was a lot of trouble here happening. So we would drop by often to deal with it and people started talking among each other. One day we got a call from one of the shopkeepers we saved before. We rushed in ready to do our thing but then... turns out everyone got together to throw a party in hour honor." He looked over in the direction of the kitchen with a fond look. "They told us we don't have to hide here. So we drop by every now and then. My dad comes here to play Mahjong."

You nodded, feeling warmed up inside. It gave you faith in humanity that people would accept Leo and his family.

Mei returned briefly to bring you drinks and take your food order. The conversation started flowing. Leo asked you about your work at the Firestation and you had couple laughs from the stories about your coworkers but also the calls you had. You watched him being excited about the new comic books he got into. It was so cute and charming to see his face lit up and some of the weight you saw him carry just fall off.

Plus the food was deliscious. There were no musicians but you had a bit of a Lady & the Trump moment when you wanted to try his food and he placed some of his potion on your plate without a hesitation.

There were people coming in the restaurant, most of them were greeting Leo and he was waving back. Some would approach your table and chat with him. He introduced you to everyone who approached and engaged you into the conversation.

You were having fun. More than you had in a long time. Finally, it was getting dark and it was time to get you home. Your eyebrows raised when he offered to pay for everything.

Leo cleared his throat. "You know how we from time to time cooperate with organized crime, yeah? It pays enough to take a pretty girl on a date some time," he explained, once the two of you left the restaurant.

"I didn't know there was a third person here," you teased. You smirked and looked around as if looking for that 'pretty girl'. He snorted and shook his head.

You two started walking slowly.

"You're uhm," he shifted on his feet awkwardly. "You're more than pretty. You're beautiful."

You felt your cheeks flushed. "Thank you, you're not too bad yourself," you said and bit your bottom lip, feeling shy all of a sudden. The way Leo looked at you then looked away with a small smile, told you you managed to fluster him a little too.

"SO!" You exclaimed to chase that away. "When are we going to do this again?"

Leo did a double take at you. "You want to-?" His eyes were so large. He barely believed you said that.

"Yes, very much so," you reassured him. "You can text me later, we'll arange something." You bumped into his shoulder. Then you slipped your hand into his and making him go speechless. "Any other fun activities for today?"

"I- w- huh, uhm, yes!" Briefly he had a trouble finding his tongue but eventually he got there, grinning widely.

Next you knew, you were scooped up from the ground. Maybe one day you were going to get used to the turtle express.

A few hours later you were back at your place. You were a little tipsy but also giddy from the date.

"Thank you Leo," you told him, sitting on the window sill. "I had a lot of time today."

"Yeah, me too." He was leaning a bit inside, holding the window panel up. "Thanks for giving me a chance."

"You're ridiculous, why wouldn't I?" You said and maybe on impulse you leaned closer and kissed him. His lips had fascinating texture. Strange, alien but familiar enough you wanted more. He leaned into you. His hand wrapped around your waist and your arms wrapped around his neck. You nudged his lips with your tongue and he let you in. The weight of his hands sparked fire inside you. It's been too long. He felt so solid against you.

You worked around strong guys and by no means were you a delicate woman. Still something in the way he held you made you feel so prescious.

You traced with your deft, blunt nails slipped under his mask, tracing down the back of his skull. The growl you caused made you snap back to reality.

It was dangerously becoming more heated than you planned. You pulled back, flushed, out of breath.

"Text when you get home." You whispered against his mouth. Regretfully pulling back.

"Yeah," he said, his lips stroking yours, not sure if he wanted to let you go just yet.

You smiled, your hand sliding down his arm. Leo reluctantly slipped back outside. Neither of you remembered how and when he came into your flat. You watched him stand there for a moment. You waved at each other. He inched to the edge of the railing. Just before he jumped down he looked over his shoulder. A soft smile on his face was matching yours. When he disappeared you closed the window.

You needed a really cold shower.

#leonardo x reader #leo x reader #leo x you #tmnt 2016 #bayverse turtles #tmnt bayverse #tmnt #eve scribbles #tmnt 2014 #tmnt fanfiction #named reader

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mystermoose · 5 months

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The country of cunning victors...is an anxious mess? 2

Part 1:

https://www.tumblr.com/mystermoose/735465215641124864/the-country-of-cunning-victorsis-an-anxious?source=share

Warning: Still long

Info: Carmedenon (you) sex: female age: 20s

You and your nation's royal family have landed on the nation where meeting is gonna take place, and as foreigners who never stepped foot off your borders. Everyone was excited!...

Well except for you.

After you guys boarded you haven't stopped shaking like hell, before you left you tried to escape the trip a few times. But unfortunately for you, you handpicked this family to be your monarchy for their intelligence, right from when their first ancestor managed to outsmart you of your challenges and riddles. The very reason why you made her your first queen. So ofcourse, they were one step ahead of you in every way, in true Carmedinian fashion.

"Carmedenon! Stop trying to escape this. I thought you and your princess talked and reached an agreement" your queen said getting tired of your shenanigans. "Yeah, I did. That is until I found out that the meeting is next week! Like what the heck guys! You didn't atleast let me mentally prepare myself for this life changing-...change! This is all too sudden for me" you said sinking on your seat in surrender.

"Um for your information, the meeting is still days away. We're only here early so that we could get to know the other world leaders. And hey, maybe even be tourists for a while" the crown princess said in her usual calm voice. You looked up to stare at her with an unimpressed look "I'm starting to think you guys just want a vacation from me than making connections"

"We are making connections, by enjoying the country!" she said as she pats your back. All too soon to your liking the plane has anounced that all were allowed to leave, and peeking through the window was a sight of your nightmares.

Outside the plane, were dozens of journalists with microphones and cameras flashing, all waiting, all for you. While you shrunk in horror, the royal family however are quite estatic of the welcome.

"Oh look at that Carmeden, a warm welcome! Feeling unhated yet?" your boss' daughter ask with a smile. "No, these are just humans showing us support, and like I said I-Im more concernedabout how the countries' feel about me. B-besides, don't you think this crowd is a little too much?!" you said as you look out to the literal sea of people outside the plane. There are so many of them, you fear that they'll break the barricades.

"The people are the refection of the nation, if they're not hostile towards you or us. Then it's a good sign that things will go well, so please stop worrying anymore" your queen stated as she gets ready to be greeted by the crowd. "Mom's right Carms, I heard your fellow nations are like stereotypes of their people. And I've read a bunch of stereotypes of this country and they seem really nice, so you'll be fine" the princess added as she herself gets ready.

"F-fine, but still...what's with this crowd?!" you exclaim as you motion to the window that has the best view of said crowd. "Well, you are an isolated country who refused to show herself for centuries. When nations like you suddenly decide to open up, of course journalists are gonna hyped about you!" she said as she grabbed your nervous hands and lead you to the plane door. "C'mon, we can't keep them waiting~"

"Wha-? Hey! What are you doi-" before you knew it, you were out the door overlooking the sea of journalists and the brightness of the flashing of their cameras. When all of you reached the bottom of the stairs, the interviews began. Of course them being the royal family, every journalist went to them first. And your monarchy being more extroverted than you, happily obliged.

Seeing this calmed you down a bit, thinking that as long as you can hide yourself and not let them see you. You'll be able to get out of here unnoticed as you are not willing to deal with this right now or ever. Unfortunately for you, it appears that the day just doesn't want to go your way. As a sudden question was thrown your way.

"Excuse me? Are you who I think you are?" you turned to stone. Quietly you asked "W-what do you mean?" a little scared. "Well it's just that your being a little too close to the royal family, and I assumed you were a relative until I realized you don't really share any features with them. Then I wondered if you were a politician, then I remembered no politician ever allowed to share a plan with royalty in your country. Which leads to one possibility left, are you Carmedenon?" Your voice too scared to come out, the princess answered for you.

"Yes, she is indeed. I'm sorry she's little shy" hearing the answer everyone wanted to hear, the crowd's attention suddenly diverted to you. Throwing questions at you left, right front and center.

'You've been isolated for years, why now have you decided to open up?'

'Was this planned? Have you been thinking about doing this all along? How long have you thought about it before actually doing it?'

'Ms. Carmedenon! Is it true that you were tricked by your monarchy to come to this trip? How do you feel about it now that you're here?'

So many questions from so many people asking all at once, as you stand there shaking.

"I-I uhm uh-" was all you could manage to say before you mentally stopped working and just stood there as still as a statue. You don't remember much from what happened, all you know is that now you're in your designated space with your boss scolding her daughter for answering the question and causing you to be bambarded until you mentally broke.

After that scene, you just cooped yourself up in your hotel room the princess didn't bother you so much this time tho. Feeling bad for what happened in the airport, especially when you all found out it was caught in live TV. So you spent the days before the dreaded meeting in your room, dreading it. Those countries probably saw how much of a fool you made yourself out to be. But no matter, you're here now and there's no turning back. Might as well mentally prepare, but no matter how much you do so. One thought never left your mind: 'I wanna go home...'

Then meeting day came, and your nerves are through the roof!

"Ugh, stupid cowlick...why won't you flatten down?!" you complained as you try your darndest to brush down the stubborn strand of hair that stood in the middle of your head, leaning to it's left. "Perhaps your hair is meant to be that way, didn't you say your older brother had that to?" her highness as she watches you try to make your hair look its best.

"You think so? Well doesn't really, matter because it looks silly and I don't want it to be seen during such a formal event" you said continuing your hopeless quest of fixing it. "Why are you wearing glasses? Are you trying to look professional?" she further commented. To which you shook your head.

"No that 's not it, I read from somewhere that glasses make people look harmless. I left a dangerous impression then, I want to make a friendlier impression now. Lets just hope conversations will never be about war" you said as you adjust said lenses on your face. Business suit worn, glasses on, the car is prepared, you were physically ready.

As for being mentally ready...is another story.

In a blink of an eye you are now in fron of the designated building, no one's around since you were super late due to you caring a little too much about your physical appearance in an attempt to look friendlier. And also the fact that you really didn't want to go and you stalled for a really long while until the queen demanded you to go.

Well you're here now, there's no going back. Especially considering the fact that you're ride immediately left after you stepped foot out the door.

"Elinor must've instructed them to leave immediately after I got out, so that I won't be able to do a 180 and leave. Now I'm really stuck here..."

Collecting yourself and swallowing your fear, you finally started walking to the building and look for the meeting room. As you anxiously make your way to the designated meeting room, anxiety starts eating you up.

'What are they like? Did they saw me on tv that day? What do they think of me now after that embarassing fiasco? Do they think less of me now? Well atleast that would mean they won't fear me for sure, but still I still want to be respected! That little show is like a "kick me sign" for mockery! Oh God, I don't think I'll be able to even leave my own room if that's the case...'

You stopped on your step and contemplated hiding somewhere in the building and just wait this meeting out, since leaving wasn't an option in courtesy of your queen. But then, different kinds of thoughts start taking over your mind.

'But...that would be a waste wouldn't it? Elinor did everything just to get us to this point, there was massive protest over opening up our borders and the media tho aggressive did seem excited for me finally opening up to the world. And seeing how fascinated Elinor and the others were about everything in this country...maybe they're right- no, they are right. We do need this, I need this!'

The more the though went on the more your resolve becomes stronger, your pace once shy and unsure became braver and a bit excited even.

'It's time I stop depriving my citizens from experiencing the rest of the world, it's not fair to them. And who knows? Maybe the other nations aren't actually as bad as I imagined them to be.'

Now infront of the door of your destination, you take a breath and placed your hand against the fine wood. With one final thought crossing your mind that caused you to push through with the change as you push the door open.

'Besides, this country has the best pancakes I've ever had!'

And right when you swung the meeting room's door wide open, booming with confidence. A plate of pasta came flying at your direction and hit the wall right next to your head.

Part 3:

https://www.tumblr.com/mystermoose/735852921789579264/the-country-of-cunning-victorsis-an-anxious?source=share

#hetalia x reader #reader insert

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melancholiaenthroned · 7 months

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BERNARD for the ask game >:)

HELPPP ok

first impression: ok i got into comics right around the time tim came out so my first impression was very much the general publics of "robin has a boyfriend!" i read the urban legends story about that first and thought it was fine! i liked it well enough. then bc it mentioned that bernard was a friend was high school i went back and read his original appearences and idk i just loved him... he was silly and he was posturing and nobody really liked him except tim LOL. his friendship and crush on darla was also rlly rlly sweet and i got rlly attached to the trio of them. i also rlly liked his og design w the longer hair and sunglasses. i thought the conspiracy theorist thing was rlly fun esp w how close hed get to the truth and tim would have to be like "what ur so crazy hahaha where would batman get MULTIPLE robins".

impression now: im gonna be honest my peak bernard phase was before tim drake robin started when i was really really excited to see more of this character id gotten attached to... erm. in a post tdr world ive kind of distanced myself from him bc he feels like an entirely different guy. which is fine! presumably hes aged and i wouldnt want to live like my high school self forever. that being said, the ways that he is the same feel a bit like a parody now. his conspiracies r way more outlandish and supernaturally based than they used to be, and they way theyve kind of written it so seems like he knew he was gay/bi back in highschool which doesnt rlly read as true to me having read those highschool appearances. hes just tims boyfriend, who knew he was gay before tim did and was just kind of waiting for him, i guess. i do like the chaos cult, i like that in the unspecified time away from tim his life was like. completely fucked. but now that tim is there it feels like hes just been flattened back out. the last few issues of tdr actually started focusing more on his issues specifically w his parents and the cult but. you know. cancelled.

favorite moment: he was so so scared to talk to darla he was like "losers like us cant talk to cool girls like her tim... shes friends with jocks" and then tim goes up to her and the jocks are all nice and polite normal guys and darlas like yeah u guys seem fun. and its just like. he was completely overreacting. like so much for his claims of being a social chameleon 😭 and then next issue darlas just a part of their group and theyre acting like theyve been best friends forever. i think for as much as he pretends to be like. a cool guy who doesnt care that he has no friends. its a rlly nice moment of showing that hes actually really anxious and self conscious and he wishes he could reach out to people but once he has the opportunity he latches on to ppl and doesnt let go. and i also rlly like when darla comes back and he finds out she has powers and his first reaction is like. my life sucks so bad can i come and be ur sidekick. like man:-( he was funny for it though! shoot ur shot

idea for a story: ok this is for a hypothetical "possible in comics" story and not like. a fic. so its not super bernard focused BUT they need to bring darla back now im not joking anymore where is she. idk what the status of shadowpact is post rebirth i dont think it exists anymore? but whatever. tim gets a case that leads him back to louis grieve where we can get a recap for ppl who didnt read or dont remember what happened back then. he can be like heres where i met bernard^_^ also the horrors. anyway the case has smth to do w the mob&darlas family and so he manages to get in contact w her and obviously shes like. i have no connection to that life anymore im not helping and i dont want to remember this. but reluctant team up👍 anyway bernard plays into this bc i think tim keeps it from him whats going on in the case bc he doesnt know that bernard was actually the first to know when darla came back and he doesnt want to upset him by bringing up old memories bc they Never talk about the shooting. and laura obviously isnt telling bernard bc she has no idea he and tim r dating so hes kept completely out of the loop and tim and darla/laura r NOT getting along. he keeps calling her darla and hes whinier than she remembers and theyre getting nowhere in the case bc they dont work very well together. i would also rlly want an issue where it goes over how each of them experienced the day of the shooting and there r small differences in each one to highlight how time has warped their memories and how theyre all a little unreliable. and each of them would be done by different artists 👍 anyway eventually bernard stumbles upon the case and hes pissed off at tim for keeping from him "darla was my friend too" you know. and smth he remembers about that day but the others dont (too caught up in the gang war/being robin) helps solve the case^_^ and hes able to help tim and laura get along again and they part on good terms w bernard and laura staying in touch. and at some point while he and tim r fighting he confronts tim for fucking off after the shooting and not reaching out to bernard until years later, and how bernard was completely left alone after one his best friends died and the other immediately moved away.

unpopular opinion: whyyyy does he want to be a chef its stupid sorry. emt or nurse bernard is the most important thing in the world to me i have no idea why they chose "chef" for his career path but it annoys me to no end. its another thing that just feels flat about his new character. like even if instead of being motivated by his history with unable to save darla from the shooting+the cult he was scared of wounds and violence and avoided it... why chef? idk itd be fun if he wanted to be like a radio host or smth that actually fit his personality. i think money should also be a bigger motivater for him bc he always read as like. upper middle class new money to me whos parents cut him off when he came out. like maybe if they showed him working as a line cook or an actual job i could understand him growing a passion for it but hes just like. a rich foodie. like what.

favorite relationship: he and tim i guess LOL who else does he have. him and darla for friendship and also i think it wouldve been cute if they had dated for a bit in highschool<3

favorite headcanon: i think he should be angrier at tim. for missing dates, for not telling him hes robin, for everything. hes too nice. or if theyre set on the nice thing i think it should be framed as him being a bit of a people pleaser/pushover post cult bc hes scared of tim leaving him and either way tim should have to address being kind of a shitty boyfriend. a nicer one is i think duke would be his favorite of tims siblings:-) hes not weird to bernard like i think the others would kind of be (shovel talk from dick would make me kms) and bernard never had any siblings so he kind of treats duke like a younger brother and tries to like, help duke with his homework, despite the fact that duke is definitely doing better in school than bernard did. i dont know if duke like. likes bernard but hell actually respond to his attempts at bonding unlike damian who has him blocked.

#ty for indulging me<3333 #poison.txt #ask #dc

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hi there!! if im not mistaken, i think you can write for zhongli?? so may i request zhongli comforting the reader (gn or male, i dont really mind) who's feeling really anxious and dreading a future event?

𖥻 characters... zhongli x gn!reader

𖥻 genre... comfort + fluff !!!!

𖥻 warnings... relationship between zhongli and reader isn't specified, but zhongli calls u endearments such as 'dearest' and 'my dear' hope that doesn't bother yall, a little ooc zhongli im sorry its been so long since i've seen his ancient ass

𖥻 a.n... AAAA thank you sm for sending this req !!!! my inbox has been filled with two people telling me to kay why es n its really nice to see such a wholesome request ૮ ˶ˆ꒳ˆ˵ ა !!! i hope im not the only one who calls my friends 'my love', 'darling', etc etc .... anw i hope you like this n im wishin the best comes ur way anon <33 !! ヽ(。˃ ᵕ ˂ )ﾉ

you sighed for the umpteenth time today, as much as you had tried to distract yourself from your anxiety, it always managed to worm it's way back into your current train of thought.

zhongli paused in recounting one of his many sentimental memories, he had sensed something was off the moment you arrived at third round knockout but chose to stay quiet and observe your reactions as the night went on.

"[name], are you alright?" zhongli asked, worried about what you could be fretting over.

you looked up at him in shock, you had completely forgotten about him. you had been so lost in your thoughts you forgot zhongli was talking to you.

"oh-oh! yeah yeah, i'm sorry," you laughed lightly, waving your hand dismissively, "what were you saying?" you smiled at him, taking a bite from your dinner and focusing your attention onto him.

the geo archon reached over the table, gently clasping your hands in his with a worried expression adorning his features.

"what's troubling you, my dear?" his tone alone nearly made you burst into tears, but you held yourself back, opting to distract yourself with the feeling of zhongli's thumb rhythmically stroking your knuckles.

"it's- everything's fine." you winced upon hearing your voice crack, completely giving you away.

zhongli shot you an encouraging smile, in hopes of coaxing the truth out of you.

you groaned, unable to hide your feelings from the man. zhongli's chuckle indicated that he knew he had won too.

"it's nothing really, just a bit of anxiety but that never killed anyone." you laughed, with the aim to change the subject. however, the geo archon knew better than you and looked at you expectantly.

you sighed once more, "i'm feeling a bit anxious about an event coming up is all, nothing to worry about."

zhongli closed his eyes and hummed in apprehension, knowing full well where you were coming from. after all, he's been around for six thousand years, he's had his fair share of nerves.

abruptly, zhongli pushed his chair back and got up, your hands still in his.

"there's a place i visit when i feel troubled, would you accompany me there?" with such sweet words, how could you not agree?

"but- zhongli- we're in the middle of dinner?" you asked, taken aback and confounded by his sudden spontaneity, yet stood up nonetheless.

as soon as you were on your feet, zhongli was tugging you towards the exit.

the walk to this mystery place the geo archon wanted to show you was tranquil, the two of you didn't utter a word but it didn't bother you, in fact, you rather enjoyed the silence.

the night was chilly, gentle wind blowing from the ocean filled the night air with the scent of the sea breeze. zhongli's hand in yours contrasted to cool night, which helped soothe your annoyingly increasing anxiety.

admittedly, you were once more overtaken by your thoughts. you took a sharp inhale as the thoughts began crowding your mind, so many swarming your head at once that you couldn't make out one coherent thought.

thoughts ranging from "what do i wear?" to "how will i get there?" to "who'll be there?" and more pounded into your head causing you to lose your footing and slip. luckily, before you could be seriously injured, zhongli caught you.

"be careful now dearest, that could've dangerous." you blinked a few times, confused as to what just happened. you looked away from zhongli's warm, prying eyes, in hopes of willing away the embarrassed blush that had worked it's way onto your face.

"we've arrived, why don't you take a seat?" you looked around, noticing the geo archon had dragged you to the valley of nantianmen, underneath the great tree that served as a tomb for zhongli's old friend. you noticed zhongli had pointed to a spot near the foot of the tree and sat down, the archon following suit.

you two sat there in silence, basking in the peaceful atmosphere that surrounded the two of you.

"i don't know why i'm so nervous, i guess i'm just worrying about everything." zhongli hummed in acknowledgement, showing you that his focus was on you despite his eyes being glued to the blanket of stars that had seen everything.

"it's not that i don't want to go- i do! but i'm also just.. so scared. i don't know what to expect and i think that's what scares me the most. i've been trying to tell myself it won't be as bad as i've made it out to be but my mind keeps coming up with more things i need to worry about." you let out all your pent up thoughts, coming undone under the moonlit sky. it felt nice, archons it felt so nice to talk about how you actually felt.

"i see.." zhongli stayed quiet for a few beats, assumingly trying to find the right words to respond with, "there are still a few days until this event takes place, are there not? you could use the upcoming days to prepare yourself. if you would allow, i am more than willing to be of help."

you felt tears welling up in your eyes and you let your head rest on his shoulder, eyes still trained on the vast expanse of twinkling lights.

"though the days awaiting an event are unfavourable, i believe you are more than capable of overcoming such a feat. you have faced far worse, you may even be the most ardent person i have had the honour of knowing in all my years living in teyvat."

the tears you had tried so hard to keep inside began to fall down your face and you let them.

"your patience is commendable, if you can sit through one of my many ramblings of the past, you will be able to sit through the event." the two of you let out a small laugh, the cool night air making the tear tracks feel sticky on your warm skin.

you took a deep breath and closed your eyes, holding it for a while before releasing it. you could take things step by step and zhongli would stand beside you every step of the way.

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