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#it was also a little. hm. disturbing. i cried
igotanidea · 9 months
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What is wrong with you!? : AK!Jason Todd x reader
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Just a little something to outline how i see this verse going. Suggestions/requests/feedback is highly appreciated.
WARNINGS: angst, SMUT minors DNI, probably bit of OOC
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He was strong enough to snap her body in two if he wanted.
To break her neck.
To choke her.
To hurt her.
But somehow in his crazy, washed brain, he knew he needed her. And in some messed up, freaked out, impaired way he felt for her.
Not only because she knew what he’s been through, but because it was also so easy to dump all his frustration into her.
He failed in his mission to kill Batman?
Rough sex
His militia was questioning his abilities to lead?
Blowing steam off while pounding into her.
Did he love her?
Yes.
No.
Honestly, what is love? He lost the meaning of this word a long time ago. What he felt for her was like what the owner feels for a pet. Some kind of allegiance. Sure, he would feel some sort of emptiness if someone were to take her away and would probably kill that person off while getting his revenge, but it was nothing more than that.
Or at least that was what he was telling himself.
He was not Robin anymore and his childish infatuation for her surely turned into something more animalistic. She was at his mercy.
Just like right now.
There were some disturbances in the force and it made him angry. Angry enough to grab her from the tech room where she was working and drag her into his own bed, stripping off his armor and clothes, doing the same to her, pressing her to the mattress with all the brute strength he had.  
“Jace…..” she writhed underneath him, feeling him kiss her body with the animalistic urgency, biting, scratching and squeezing. All of her body, except her mouth. He avoided that like a plague. He didn’t need intimacy, closeness and all that bullshit. She was just a playtoy for him. The same way she was for Harley back in the days. The same way he was for Joker. “Please….” A single tear flew down her cheek.
“Shut up.” He hissed, entering her without any prep or warning, just with one push. And it hurt like hell, even after all this time she was kept in Arkham like a prisoner. Well, he was big after all. Her poor body should have been used to all kind of torture by now, but the truth was far from that. And Jason made sure she stayed tight for him. “Just shut the fuck up and take what I give you.” Jason added, putting a hand on her mouth to muffle the scream she dared to let out.
“Jace….” She moaned, not sure if it was pleasure or pain. The fact was that she might have developed some sort of Stockholm syndrome.  She knew him when he was Robin. She loved him when he was Robin and in the back of her head she had this crazy scenario that if she could only comply with his action and commands he would come back to her. Love her back. Love her again.
Poor little thing thought she could save him from himself.
She believed that she could be the one to see and have the real Jason, not the Arkham Knight. But the more she tried, the more she failed. “Baby….” She writhed, one of her hand reaching for his chest and shoulder, trying to touch him, to feel his skin against her, to ground herself.
Mistake.
She wasn’t appalled or disgusted by marks Joker left on him.
He was.
“Get your hands off me!” he shouted and grabbed her tiny wrist in his ironclad grip, leaving bruises and making her whimper in pain. She should have known better. He hated his body, all those scars and imperfections. He hated being reminded of the past tortures and rough treatment and her touch, even if it was so loving and tender did just that. “You little whore!”
“I’m sorry.” She cried out “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to…..”
“Just shut up!” he yelled picking up the pace, pounding into her like she was nothing more than a piece of meat. He did not care about her silent begging, pleading and whines. If anything, having such sense of control only spur him on. “I know you like it, don’t you? Being treated like a slut you are? Hm? Y/N? Answer me!”
“Jace…..” she begged, squirming and trying to free her hands, which were now pinned above her head “I….I…..” he was rough, brutal even, but he never failed to bring her pleasure, by some twisted accident igniting the fire inside her and her body slowly started to take over making her unable to form any coherent though, settling on arching her back, whining and silently begging him to not stop while losing her breath.  
“So cock drunk, aren’t you?” he groaned, pushing her body back to the bed harshly, one hand still pinning her hands to the mattress, the other gripping her hip, pushing into her more, harder, faster. “So fucking stupid you can’t even answer one question?”
“I….. ah! Please…..” she whined throwing her head back, exposing the soft flesh of her throat.
“Oh, no, you don’t get to cum. You’re here to serve me, remember? Not the other way round.”
“please…. Jay, please…. I’m so….. “ she gulped awkwardly. She shouldn’t even think about saying it, but it just slipped past her lips “so close. So good. You’re so good. God, Jason, please, please, let me. “
“No.” he smirked vindictively grabbing her throat, cutting the air supply and watching her struggling to breathe. He himself was so close to cumming now.
Finally, with just one more thrust he came inside her, letting out groans and animalistic sounds. But not words. He felt good with her, but it wasn’t like he was going to admit it.
And this time she got lucky since she managed to orgasm with him.
It happened from time to time, not that he cared at all.
“I guess I’ll see you tomorrow night.” He pulled out, immediately reaching for his pants ready to go back to his duties.
“Don’t go.” She cried out, pulling herself up, her blurry eyes and tear stained face making him stop for a second. What the fuck was wrong with her? He treated her like nothing and she still gave him that loving gaze? Why? She was supposed to break, to let go of all her hopes and fantasies filled with happy future with him and yet, all his actions did nothing to make her do that.  “Please, don’t leave me.” She begged, her body shaking, clearly getting into the subdrop phase. She needed aftercare, even the slightest aspect of it. Her entire posture, her curved, trembling lips, the stain from the tears on her cheek.
She was so fragile and vulnerable.
She was so pathetic.  
Fuck!
Those were the times when something in him broke. He might have been brainwashed to hate batman and everything connected to him, his freaking assistant included, but it was y/n. His friend, his first love (and most probably last, since he didn’t have much opportunities to meet girls). He wanted to hold her. She’s been through enough. But he couldn’t break. And even her sad eyes and extended shaking arms were not enough to make him change his mind.
“Clean yourself up.” He muttered “you’re dripping.”
And then he moved towards the adjacent bathroom. He needed a moment for himself. To collect and control every stupid emotion bursting inside him. The thin walls however did nothing to muffle the sobbing and crying of Y/N, who was shaking on the bed, silently calling his name, begging for attention like a little child. Even after all he’s done he was crying for him, wanting his touch and hugs and care and attention.
Fuck, he couldn’t go soft.
But it was painful to hear her like this.
To see her broken. By him. By the only person she wanted and need.
Fuck, she was making him soft.
He yelled in frustration and punched the mirror.
Hard. Hard enough to break it into little pieces that fell to the ground and hurt his knuckles.
The sound clearly scared her, since in a second she appeared in the bathroom door, watching him bleed to the floor. Wearing only her shirt and panties since it was all she could grab in a hurry to check on him.
Fucking check if he was all right.
“what are you staring at?!” he yelled turning towards her. Her eyes wide in fear, her lips trembling, her body shaking but she was so fucking beautiful like this. Just like in the other life, before Harley left her fingerprints on Y/N.
“I… I …..” she stuttered “you’re hurt.”
“Yeah, so what? It’s not like I haven’t been before.” He shrugged, shoving her away, trying to move past her.
“Let me help you.” she whispered, lifting her hand trying to reach him, but quickly realizing how much of a mistake it would be. Again. “Let me patch you up.”
“Why?”
“Cause I don’t want you to bleed. I don’t want to see you like this. Please, Jason, let me…. Let me help you.” she mumbled looking at the ground, too shy and scared of another punishment for even suggesting something like that .
Jason couldn’t comprehend it.
How was it possible that she wasn’t completely broken like him?
What the fuck was wrong with her?!
“Why do you care?!” he yelled in frustration, grabbing her shoulders and pushing her into the wall, a little squeal escaping her lips in the process. “Why?” he grabbed her chin making her look at him
“You know why…..” she sobbed
“don’t you dare saying it!”
“I…. I won’t….. I won’t, I promise. Please…. It hurts.” He let her go, preventing her from falling to the ground. “Let me….”
“Grab the kit. Just do your job. And do it silently. I don’t want any other stupid words coming out of your mouth, you hear me?”
She nodded and without a sound sat him on the bed taking a spot next to him. Her skillful, soft hands patching him up quicker than anyone else ever could. Years of practice as Wayne assistant (i.e. Batman’s helper).
“thank you” he whispered when she was done, not looking at her. She just nodded again, smiled lightly through the tears and laid down on the bed, not daring to hope for anything. Not anymore. And Jason was not going to give her anything, apart from throwing her a blanket so she could cover herself. And then he left, leaving her in the dark, still unable to figure out what was wrong with her.
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edenesth · 2 months
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[7:29 PM]
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Stumbling into the shared apartment with Yeosang, you swiftly covered your mouth to suppress any whimpers upon seeing your boyfriend peacefully napping on the living room couch.
After carefully placing your heels by the shoe rack, you quietly tip-toed past his slumbering figure and slipped into your shared bedroom, closing the door behind you with utmost care to ensure he wasn't disturbed from his much-needed rest.
It was only upon reaching the sanctuary of your room that you collapsed onto the bed, tears streaming down your face as you cradled your injured arm close. It had been a horrible day, marked by a minor accident at work amidst ongoing tensions with your boss and difficult encounters with customers. Throughout the day, you struggled to keep yourself together, merely waiting for this moment to release all pent-up emotions.
As you sobbed into your pillows, the door to the room creaked open, causing you to panic. Swiftly wiping away your tears, you sat up, trying to compose yourself.
"Darling, you're back already? Why didn't you come say hi to me first, hm? I've been waiting," Yeosang's voice greeted you as he entered the cosy space, "You know you could've just woken me up..."
His words trailed off as he noticed your bandaged arm and tear-stained cheeks, "I-I'm sorry, Yeo, it's just—" You couldn't stop the sobs escaping your lips at the sight of his concerned expression, cursing yourself internally for being such a crybaby.
Hearing your anguished cries, his heart clenched, and he swiftly moved to join you on the bed. He pulled you close, showering your head with tender kisses, "Hey, hey, it's okay. What happened to your arm? Are you alright? Please, talk to me, darling."
Your sobs only grew stronger in response to his care. Nestling your head against his neck, you stuttered out, "One of my c-colleagues didn't see me approaching and accidentally s-swung her envelope opener toward me. I tried to shield myself with my arm, and that's how..." You gestured to your injured arm, feeling miserable.
"I'm so sorry, darling. Why didn't you tell me? I could have picked you up from work if I had known you were hurt. And don't try to hide it from me; I know that can't be the only reason you're upset." He whispered, his lips gently pressing against your temple as he offered a comforting squeeze, careful not to worsen the pain in your arm.
The following words that left your lips broke his heart, "I d-didn't want to burden you with something so trivial, Yeo. You're already s-so busy; my work troubles must seem insignificant compared to yours."
Drawing back a bit, he cupped your face, meeting your tear-filled gaze, "What did I tell you about thinking like that? Your problems, no matter how minor you think they are, bother me if they bother you. I never want you to keep things from me again, understand? Promise me you'll always come to me first, no matter what."
He couldn't help but chuckle when your only response to that was an adorable wail, finding your vulnerability endearing as you nuzzled your face against his shoulder once more, "Y-you're the best boyfriend ever, Yeo. I l-love you so much."
Placing a gentle kiss against your hair, he grinned softly, "I love you too, darling. More than you can imagine. Now, I want you to tell me every single thing that happened at your workplace today. I'm not usually one for aggression, but I won't hesitate to deal with anyone who dared make you cry."
With a light giggle, you pulled away slightly, "Oh, you wouldn't, you little Maltese."
You squealed as he playfully tackled you onto the bed, glad to see you lightening up and teasing again as he leaned in for a firm kiss.
"A Maltese, huh? I'll show you a Doberman."
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This was super self-indulgent. I had a horrible day and ended up getting hurt in a rather similar fashion yesterday. Also wanted to show Yeosang some love after all the hate he's received for his role in my current Seonghwa series HAHA
Speaking of which, part 14 of The Way to His Heart should be out by this weekend! Hang in there, my lovelies! As always, thanks for reading and lmk your thoughts! <3
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beelz-bub · 6 months
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Hello again Prohibitedwish nation, got a part 2 for Ya :D
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Here's part 1 🫡
*it's SFW btw, nothing crazy
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"Bigger than it seems"
(The pair reach the Time room and assist someone with a wish. Prismo gets a new perspective of the place.)
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The stairway slides open, and the pair step inside the Time Room. The entrance slammed shut behind them when Prismo moved his hand commanding it to do so. "It's a lot more stairs when you aren't just gliding across the walls, haha-" Prismo said exasperatedly.
"You're at least tall enough to walk up them normally!" Scarab huffed, his bug legs can only bend at a certain angle.
"Ahem."
An unfamiliar voice cut through their brief conversation. The stranger alarming Prismo, he assured Scarab no one would be there, and now he looks rather foolish. Prismo gasped, "Ah! Oh my glob I'm so sorry man, did you want a wish?" he asked, hurrying over to the stranger.
"Yes. Where is Prismo?" they gestured at the walls, "He fails to be here! I was promised a malevolent Wishmaster of great size and power, and arrive at this decrepit pit with no one here!" they shout, stamping their cane into the ground.
"Uh, well, you see," he fiddled with his hands, "I'm Prismo. I'll uh, grant your wish for you if you want,"
"Tsk," they laughed, "You're Prismo? What a disgrace!"
Normally Scarab would've laughed and agreed with the stranger, but he was oddly offended by this accurate statement. He pushed Prismo out of the way, "Did you want a wish, or not?" he looked down at the rude little pest, "Just spit out what you want and leave." he hissed, pure hatred filling his lungs.
Unnerved by Scarab's abrasive and cold attitude they obeyed, "Ah, w-well-" and stepped back, "I wish to increase my fortune by any means necessary!"
Prismo smiled, "Wish granted," he snapped his fingers, the creature fading out of the room into his wish-altered reality. Immediately the TV wall hissed with static, and the creature appeared, kneeling on the ground "My mansion! My beautiful house!" it cried, "All for this stupid card full of nothing!"
Scarab watched this all unfold, then turned to Prismo, "What did you do?"
He giggled, "They did say 'any means'~" Prismo picked up the remote, changing the channel to a cloudy sky, "They wanted to increase their wealth so I sold everything they had and put it all in the bank!"
"Could they just not buy it back?"
"I converted everything to money, everything is gone and he can't get it back. Also, the card is locked~"
"Huh," Scarab remarked, "Impressive." he nudged Prismo in the shoulder playfully, "Really working that malevolent wish magic huh?"
Prismo's gut felt fluttery at the compliment, "Heh, oh well it was nothing, just the usual~"
"You do good work for being as lazy as you are." Scarab stepped away, cracking his arms and back in some kind of odd means of stretching. It sounded like his bones were snapping, very disturbing.
"Ew," Prismo whispered to himself, "Hey, why don't you put that human disguise back on?" he walked in front of Scarab.
"Why?"
"Well, uh," he tried to think of some sort of justification, "I don't think you'd want to be seen hanging around me when I'm like this. Might get in trouble, so uh, just to be safe! Y'know?"
"Hm... That's some sound reasoning, very well." he did his thing, returning to that odd human form. It was different but nice. A lot softer than Scarab's usual bug-self. Not that Prismo hated it, but it was harder to read Scarab's emotions with that mask on. Scarab ran his fingers through his hair, pulling away after feeling how odd it was, "So what did you even want to do?"
"Oh! Uhm," Prismo squinted his eyes and looked around. Something about the place made him feel strange. The Time Room was a lot larger than it usually was. It was like Prismo shrunk down into a tiny little flea on the ground. The room seemed so much smaller in his usual form, "Huh, does this look weird to you too?" he asked, not really expecting a response. Just speaking out loud to himself.
"It looks the same as it always has."
"I dunno, everything feels so much bigger," he reached out his hand, "I mean look at the TV wall, it's huge! Like totally massive. Dude is this what you guys see all the time?"
"Yes?" Scarab stood beside him, "Finally witnessing what it's like to be small?"
"Yeah, man! This is crazy..." he spun around, taking in the size of the place. While he spun around, arms wide, he bumped into the jacuzzi, "Oof-"
"Ugh, what's wrong with you," Scarab mumbled, although internally, he did find Prismo rather funny. He wouldn't be caught dead laughing in front of him.
Prismo, however, began laughing hysterically, "Ah man, I really just did that!" he put his hands on the edge of the pool, "Hm... Hey Scarabby?"
"What?"
"You wanna take a dip with me?" he asked, reaching around his robe to pull it off.
"Ugh, no." he crossed his arms, looking away.
"Suit yourself, heh." he tossed off his undershirt, "Suit~" he giggled at his stupid pun.
"You are honestly so childish-" he turned around to see a shirtless Prismo struggle to get into the spa without falling in. He was immediately hit with several emotions that shot him directly in the heart. His gut reaction was to laugh. Scarab let out the most exasperated laugh, then began to get angry with himself that he let that slip, "Why are you getting in the water while still wearing pants you moron!?" he yelled, his heart beating out of his chest. He was angry at himself, his attempts at getting into the jacuzzi while still wearing pants were so funny to him. Prismo didn't need to know that, he didn't need to know about any reciprocated feelings. He was the one in control here.
"It's called..." he plopped himself in the water successfully, "I'll just dry 'em after~" he giggled, resting his arms on the edge of the pool. Scarab stood there with his pale face redder than a tomato much to his chagrin. Prismo tilted his head, "You looking a little hot over there Scarabby, you need to cool off some-"
"What did you just say to me?!" he hissed, completely embarrassed.
"Cool off bud!" Prismo stood up and splashed some of the water on Scarab.
"Augh!" he dodged the attack, "Stop that!!"
"Common~ lighten up!" he laid back, resting on the side so he could still see Scarab, "Ahh man," he sighed, closing his eyes, "That's nice... I've never felt it like this before. I think I'm getting used to these feelings all over my body man. Before it was like, kaboom! Bunch of new sensations all over my bod, but now it's like, woah! So cool-" he chuckled, "You had me all nervous before, but I think I should be good now. Y'know, in case you wanna hold hands again!"
He snarled, "Wh- why would I want to do that-!?" Scarab was frozen in place, unable to reconcile with his emotions.
"Haha!" Prismo laughed, his little hand covering his mouth, "You're so cute Scarabby~"
"I gHH-" he slammed his mouth shut with a hiss of frustration. Scarab balled his hands up into a fist, stumbling over to the spa, gripping the edge tightly while pointing at Prismo, "STOP TALKING!" His hand shook, "I loathe you to my core! You PEST, you ROT! I will rip you apart piece by piece until you are nothing but pink shreds in my claws!"
Prismo smiled, swimming over to him, and looking at him directly in the face. Scarab had pulled away as he did so. He stared into the flustered bug's eyes, holding this for a painful 10 seconds before reaching over and pecking him on the cheek. He swam back to his original spot in the jacuzzi, watching Scarab's reaction with glee.
Scarab had completely ceased, taking a minute to even process what had just happened. The rage that filled his confused mess of a brain had pushed him to attack. How dare Prismo do such a thing, it was a violation of everything he was working towards. He growled, "I'LL KILL YOU!" pushing himself over the edge, and lunging at Prismo. His claws were ready to grab him by the throat and tear him apart.
Luckily, Prismo had swiftly moved out of the way, the poor bug splashing right into the water. He moved to the other end of the spa laughing, "Hey, now you can't make fun of me anymore, you're in here with your whole suit on!" he laughed.
Scarab stood up, his arms wide out to his sides while he dripped like a soaking wet cat, "Ugh," he gritted his teeth, "I really, really hate you."
"Hehe~" a grin stretched across his face, "Alright -- let's get outta here." he stood up, walked to the edge, getting out and dripping on the floor like a wet dish. He stood there immobile for a second, "Yeesh! What is this?" he shivered, holding himself close together, "It's like my body is being stabbed with a bunch of little knives. It's so strange, ugh, it like hurts!" he looked at Scarab with pleading eyes, "W-what is this?"
He stepped out in a similar fashion, except he didn't shiver like Prismo, who stood there shivering like a dog, "You're cold." the water cooled him off a lot, he was now calm and collected. This was mostly due to Prismo's pathetic shivering.
"C-c-cold?" he reached over to his robe, Scarab jumping out of his way. Prismo touched the warm robe, bundling himself up immediately, "I don't like being cold man, this sucks, like really bad." he sniffled, "Hey! Why aren't you cold?"
"I'm cold-blooded. I'm not affected by temperature like you are."
"Oh," he sniffled again, "Maybe I shouldn't have gone in without a towel or something."
"Yeah." Scarab lifted his soggy suit, "Ugh -- can you dry us off?"
"Oh, you're so right!" he lit up, snapping his fingers. The two were now nice and dry. Prismo felt a comfortable warmth return to his human flesh, "Ahh... Much better." he slipped his arms through the robe, "Wanna go on an adventure Scarabby?"
He sighed, "I suppose."
"Great!" the two had their forms separated into a bunch of multicolored rectangles, traveling throughout time and space to a location that only Prismo knew.
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cosmicstarlatte · 7 months
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Your blog and headcanons are living in my brain since i got here, and i just want to say, thank you, i love your work 💕 also, i saw this in other posts (i was in the monster fucker side and end up in the lover side, but im not complaining) about demon relantionship dynamics and i have a question, who of the demons do you think would use an accesory made of something of MC?
TW: blood and hair being used as accesory, demon dynamic being a little disturbing.
Like imagine if with magic MC (safelly) could make jewells with their blood, or in a more victorian way, maybe a bracelet with a lock of their hair. In my mind there would be Satan and Barbatos who have the jewellry always on them but are discret, and then there is Mammon and Asmo who show whatever MC gave them with pride.
Thank you so much anon!!!♡ It's messages like these that keep me motivated, I'm honored!!! 🥰 I hope you don't mind I changed it to just items with blood 😎 I was gonna keep this short originally but ended up getting carried away. This was seriously SO fun to write! I rly think they all would!
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Giving Them An Item With Your Blood (Obey Me!)
Tags: Blood, Fluff, Demon Bros, Barb, Dia, GN!Reader, HCs
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Lucifer: "Hm? It's from ___."
If someone happens to catch a rare glance at it & are curious enough to ask, he has no problem proudly answering he got the bloody vial necklace from you. He's not shy or ashamed about it, but prefers to keep it between you & him. It usually stays well hidden behind his high collared shirts. Sometimes when he's at home in his office & shirt unbuttoned, he will fidget around with it while doing paperwork. He loves it but won't ever tell you or anyone else how very attached to it he is. ♡
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Mammon: "This one!? Not up for betting, scram!"
When isn't Mammon flashy??? The day you gave him the ring filled with some of your blood was basically the day you got married (in his mind) & he went around showing everyone. Of course some of his buddies asked if he'd bet it for a chance at clearing his debt but even that's one bet Mammon refused. He has a ritual of kissing his ring everyday, he thinks of it as his good luck charm even when he's actually having a bad day. He makes you kiss it to add extra luck (love) to it too. ♡
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Levi: "I will guard this with my life."
Let's be honest, he doesn't care what it is & would wear/take whatever you give him. Your hairbrush? He will cuddle it.
When you presented him a blood vial bracelet, he got all teary eyed & nearly fainted from excitement. It easily became his most prized possession, he takes such good care of it. He wears it openly & you can see him fidget around with it when he gets anxious. Sometimes he will lightly rub or hold it against his cheek, calming him down when he's overwhelmed. ♡
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Satan: "That's what you get for touching things that aren't yours."
His smile was radiant, blinding. Satan's gift is unique just like him & he appreciates the thoughtfulness of a handmade blood infused bookmark. It's one he takes care of & makes sure it doesn't get lost in the mess of his room. He did curse it (you'll get a hand burn) so no one else can touch it except you & him. From time to time he gets distracted by it when reading. He wants to ask if you'll attach a blood charm to the end of it too. ♡
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Asmo: "My outfit isn't complete until I put this on!"
He squealed, cried, & wouldn't let you go for the entire day after gifting him the little box of jewelry. He went on to rub it in everyone's faces & showed it off on all his socials. The main gift was a gorgeous charm, the blood swirled, glittering inside. You made sure he could pop the charm into the ring, necklace, or bracelet you also gave him in the box. He was impressed you went to such lengths just so he could always choose how to wear it each day. Even if it was a single piece though, he would've worn it no matter what, even if it "clashed" with his outfit. ♡
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Beel & Belphie: "We promise to never take it off." "You promise too ___!"
The twins immediately pulled you into bed & cuddled with you, happily accepting their gifts. You gave each a pendant, a sun for Beel & a moon for Belphie, the middle of each pendant holding your precious red liquid. You even got a star pendant for yourself to match with them although your pendant remained empty; something they noticed quickly. They happily offered up their own blood; they never minded sharing as long as it's with you. ♡♡
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Barbatos: "I'm...at a loss for words, thank you."
He kissed your cheek before turning his attention to the golden pocket watch you gave him. He handled it delicately, admiring the ancient designs etched onto it before opening it. It was a gorgeous watch, one of the inner side walls swirled beautifully with your blood. He enjoyed the hidden surprise inside for his eyes only. Truly, he was moved by your gift & made a mental note to give you something in return. ♡
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Diavolo: "An absolute treasure this is."
He gave you a tight hug, nearly cutting your air supply off. He's received many gifts throughout the years but the custom pen you gave him was now at the top of the list. Only a see-through compartment of the pen held your blood, floating around. The actual ink inside the pen was regular but refillable for permanent use. He found himself smiling a little more even when filling out the piles of paperwork on his desk. It also finally fixed his habit of losing pens, making sure he always has it on him for quick signing (& Barbatos thanks you for it). ♡
Also I like to think that if they really miss you, they'll hold their object close to their nose to get a whiff of your scent ♡ alakskfgllsskfkg
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vixensbrainrotts · 3 months
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can you do some angst to fluff for chifuyu matsuno where after finding out about the future from takemichi, he attempts and fails to break up with his girlfriend to protect her but she refuses/he loves her too much?
Yes absolutely I can! Thanks anon for the ask <3, also first my Chifuyu piece yay!
Love prevails - Chifuyu Matsuno
Content: ask-based (thanks so much!)
Tropes: before the black dragon fight, right before Christmas, angst to fluff
Warnings: crying, slightly angsty, not proofread
Summary: Chifuyu has to do it. Not for him, but for you.
Vixens two cents: I loved this idea omggggg. I was so into writing this so I hope you enjoy it just as much as I did! I couldn't bare to make it gut-wrenchingly angsty at the start so im sorry if I let you down there a little... anyways thank you for requesting btw!!! to everyone else, requests are still open of you have an idea of your own, im kinda going through a little bit of writers block so requests really just make my life a little easier.
“What.” Enraged, Chifuyu roared at his friend. Actually, he wasn’t quite sure if he could consider Takemichi a friend after what he had asked him to do.
“It’s the only way I could see a change happening! I’ve seen what happens if you stay together through this! She’s gonna run in and try to save you along with Hina and then both of them wil…” his voice choked to a stop, a painful sob wracking his body before he continued “I saw it happen Chifuyu! I saw what Toman becomes; what we become! I’m doing it too, I have to and I know how hard it is but it’s the only way!” Takemichi was sobbing hard, eyes swollen and bloodshot, nose snotty and red.
Silence ensued, only disturbed by the sniffling of Takemichi, his voice hoarse as he cried to his friend. Slowly, silently Chifuyus eyes filled with treacherous tears, his eyes burning against the cold winter air. He tried very hard to keep them at bay, his lip quivering and his fists clenching, his nails digging into his palms.
Then his resolve broke, his eyes stinging as fat tears rolled down his cheeks and running between the cracks of his lips, coloring his tongue salty.
Surely there’s another way. Surely it doesn’t have to be like this.
His body betrays him as at convulsed brutally, a sudden sob bursting past his lips and wracking his chest. He stared at Takemichi: furious, confused, scared.
This can’t be it.
Despite the pain he felt as they stood across one another, crying and shouting, blaming one another for their losses and shortcomings in a future sure to come, it came to an end.
Silently seething they parted ways that evening with a mutual promise. ‘Keep them out of it. Break up with her to keep her safe.’
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When Chifuyu called you to meet up with him on Christmas Day, you were delighted to meet him. You had a little gift for him (a coupon to the manga store you two frequented and a little treat and a toy for Peke J) neatly wrapped sitting in your lap as you sat on the bench on the bridge.
You fiddled with the curly string that tied the paper together, a little nervous. You were supposed to meet here 5 minutes ago but he still hadn’t shown. He was late, it was unusual for him. Normally you’d come to the allocated spot and see him already waiting for you, so him not being there made you uneasy in the first place.
Just as you flipped open your phone to dial him, your ears rund with the familiar rumble of his bike. You twisted your head in the direction, and you were greeted with Chifuyu pushing the kickstand of his bike out, and setting it to park not too far from where you sat.
Elated, you rose from the bench and brushed off your coat, watching him pull his helmet from his head as you approached him.
“Hey you.” You started once you reached him, reaching up to fix the hair that was messed by his helmet with your free hand, but he caught it. “Hm?” You hummed in question, looking at him.
He wore a sullen expression, one that clashed with what you had expected from him. His eyes were cold, notably avoiding your gaze, his brows furrowed and his lips a tight line. He pushed your hand down and dropped it, still not facing you.
“We should sit down.” His voice is flat and emotionless, it scared you a little. As you both walked to the bench you were taken aback by his unusual behavior, seeing a stranger lead you rather than your boyfriend.
Confused you follow him, letting him sit you down next to him. “Are you ok?” You ask, voice small as you reach out a hand to touch his arm, resting the gift next to you as you look at him again. This time he returns the gaze, fixing his eyes on yours and seemingly studying your face. “Yeah.” It didn’t sound convincing though.
A few moments passed where you both sat in silence, and you decided to take action. Reaching for the gift, you presented it to him and chimed “Merry Christmas Chifu-”
“We should break up.”
Your world stopped spinning. Mouth still open, your tongue felt numb, and your fingers colder than ever. Your head spun and your vision blurred.
Am I really going blind from shock?
No. You were crying.
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“What?” Chifuyu had to bite back a laugh because you mirrored him perfectly. “What do you mean we’re breaking up? What happened?” You started questioning him immediately, indifferent to your tears as your voice remained steady. He had to hand it to you, you had a stronger resolve than he did.
He hated the way you looked at him right now. Furious, confused, scared- fuck, you were just like him, weren’t you? Your hands were still clutched around the gift, neat blue wrapping paper and a yellow bow holding it together. His favorite colors.
It stung when he sighed, feigning a cold attitude as he looked away from you. “Yeah.” He wanted to sound convincing so bad.
“Why?” Your voice wasn’t small anymore. You had adapted a demanding, defensive tone as you lowered the gift and glared at him, eyes still tearing.
You rehearsed this, don’t fucking cry. He reprimanded himself, thinking of the ‘script’ he had prepared the night before.
“Because I don’t think that we are good for one another. Specifically me for you. I’m a terrible influence on you, I’m finally able to recognize that now.” Chifuyu chanted, sure as a prayer just as he rehearsed. The words came out of his mouth without emotion, without meaning.
“Is it because of my parents?” You ask him, thinking back to the less than great first impression Chifuyu had made on your parents, but that was over a year ago, and by now they had smoothed out their relationship. You thought that everything was fine.
“No, it’s- it’s me. I promise it has nothing to do with you.” His voice shouldn’t have cracked, he shouldn’t have stuttered but fuck the way you looked at him with fierce determination made him crack.
You stared at him, completely baffled as your nose and cheeks turned red in the icy winter air. He could hear the cogs turning in your brain, trying to make sense of the situation.
“It’s you!? You want to break up with me? You’re consciously making the decision to leave me? Why! Give me a good reason why Chifuyu because this can’t be right!” Tears were streaming down your face and you had stood from the bench, standing in front of him, the little gift having been thrust into his hands mid anger.
“I-“ his eyes were wide and his mouth stood agape. This is off-script!
“You can’t! You can’t! Chifuyu I’ve been with you through thick and thin, you’ve been with me through good and bad! How is it that now all of a sudden that you want to break up? We fought once for two weeks straight, and I feared for us every day, but we didn’t break up! Ive shouted at you and you’ve screamed at me, but we always worked it out in the end! Why is it that now all of a sudden, without conflict, you want it over?” Your voice was thick with emotion, a knot in your throat as you defended your relationship, condensation billowing up on front of you.
Chifuyu didn’t answer for a while, sitting, eyes wide on the bench in front of you as he marveled at your teary-eyed strength.
“I’m sorry y/n.” He broke the silence, voice low and shaky, staring at you. “I’m so sorry.”
He should have just told you. He realized suddenly, shrinking into the bench, shrouding his face in his hands and looking down to where the gift layed in his lap, eyes squeezing shut tightly.
“How dare you Chifuyu?” Your voice was downright booming, “how dare you question my love for you? You think it’s so disposable that you can just throw this all away?” He didn’t answer, only sinking further into himself as he started to cry, shame and regret clear in his voice as it shook with every whine and sob.
Heaving a sigh you sat down next to him, facing front, away from him again. Silence reigned once more, only disrupted by Chifuyu's cries and your sniffles.
"I love you Chifuyu.”
He cried harder, digging the heels of his palms into his eyes to stop the tears from flowing, but it was useless. He tried focusing on evening his breathing, but as soon as he did, he felt pressure on his shoulder and chest, and his breath hitched again. Your warm, familiar scent surrounded him, and the welcome sensation of your hand stroking his chest helped him center himself again.
Slowly, surely, progressively, he stopped crying so hard, sobs dying down to sniffling, and eventually he pulled his hands away from his eyes, the cold air kissing his face as he brought his arms to wrap around you. He allowed himself to bury his nose in your hair and breathe, closing his eyes as his lips quivered again, pursing to kiss the top of your head where it lay on his chest.
A few more moments passed again before he whispered back "I love you too."
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HEYYY decided to also post it here in case you do not like to use ao3 which is so so fair (:
anyways enjoy!! (its a little sad, a little silly and a little soft)
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You looked at your bright laptop screen in the dark of your room, your bottom half covered by the heavy blanket; you don't even know what you're trying to do here with your shitty laptop; the screen just showed the tab you were on, which was random cooking videos. 
Eclipse, the 9ft android, was wandering around your apartment, or so you figured by the footsteps and little noises that escaped the tall robot. You could tell he tried to be quiet with his movements as if not to disturb. 
It was sleepover night, or so it used to be. You used to have nights with all three where you would stay up and talk or watch movies or even play games. The virus broke the thing you had built up with the three animatronics. The three years of relationship stayed strong with Sun and Moon, but... Eclipse, who got a stronger virus, seemed to lose himself. 
And this was your first time alone with Eclipse after the incident. 
You hadn't really spoken to the android since he arrived. Sun and Moon explained via phone that they had a busy weekend filled with work, so they thought getting some alone time with Eclipse might be good.
But this isn't your Eclipse. Your Eclipse is gone. He is not in there anymore; he hasn't been in there for a long time. All there's left is the shell or faint memories of the robot you once adored.
You sighed ever so gently, moving your hands so the heel of your palms pressed to your eyes. You sniffled the built-up tears in your eyes poured over, and now you were that loser who cried in bed; you let the tears fall as you moved your laptop to the side next to you on the bed.
You removed your hands and sniffled; you turned your head towards the bedroom door; you could see some light through the crack, but something was blocking it; you furrowed your brows before tracing the dark length up and jumped in surprise when you saw a pale grey and bright red eye watching you. Eclipse had been standing there for who knows how long. You wanted to get angry or maybe be playful, but you were unsure how he would react to those emotions.
You part your lips to speak to him, but the tall android opens the door slowly and bends under the door frame to walk into your dark room. You watched him, a little afraid to move, but he didn't seem to notice as he placed himself at the foot of your bed.
Eclipse took a deep breath even though you knew he didn't need to do that; it was a feature the androids used to calm people from panic attacks, etc. 
His eyes fell onto you, and you could see a faint smile in the dark; it made your heart flutter, but you reminded yourself that this wasn't the Eclipse you were together with. This was a stranger.
But despite your hesitation, Eclipse reached out his dark blue hand and rested it on your blanket-covered knee, letting his thumb trace over the small form.
"You... You have not spoken to me since I arrived. You haven't spoken to me for a long time, Angel Eyes." He spoke so softly, and yet it felt like an attack. Your Eclipse never used that theme of names, but this one does, and you could tell he meant well that he cared in his own odd way.
"Hm... I thought sleepovers or slumber parties, you talked and were doing things together?" the tall android on your bed said in thought as his thumb still traveled lightly over your knee. You felt lucky the heavy blanket covered your legs, so he couldn't feel how flustered you were getting from his touch. 
You didn't look at him the entire time he spoke, but you decided to talk after some silence between you and him. 
"I didn't want you here. I'm doing this for Sun and Moon because they think I just need to get to know you again and-" You choked up, frustrated. You hadn't even noticed that you had begun crying again.
When you took a glance at Eclipse through blurry eyes, you could see the frown on his perfect lips, the furrow in his brows, and his eyes searching for something. You glanced at his hands; he had raised the one on your knee, and it was now hovering as if he wanted to reach out and pull you close, but you moved back against the headboard of the bed and wrapped your arms around yourself as you sniffled, the tears running down your cheekbones and jaw soaking the collar of your shirt. 
You whimpered, moving your shaking hands up to your face to wipe your tears away with the sleeve of your shirt. 
"Angel-" Eclipse had managed to scoot closer to you, but you held a hand out to stop him. "Please." you pleaded. "Please, Eclipse, you have to understand how messed up this is for me." You didn't see his expression, but you could tell by his voice that his mechanical heart was breaking into pieces. 
"I try to understand, Angel Eyes, but it is hard since you do not let me close enough to try. I lost myself, or so I have been told, so I am learning everything again." He put his hands back on his lap, fidgeting with the ribbon he was still wearing around his wrist. "I am sorry," he says your name; it sounds like a soft plea of... Something. Anything. "I feel a connection to you, a past of sorts, connected with strings, but my fingers fall through when I try to reach them..." He took a sharp breath. 
"My memories are... It was hidden from me, but there is a note attached to my memory folder stating that only 'Comet' may open it, and I have a feeling that it's... You. You're Comet." The way he looks at you, his eyes seem distant, unfocused yet knowing.
You were shaking at the words coming from his lips; they were digging deep into the grave in your heart where you had buried your Eclipse. Comet, that was what your Eclipse used to call you, lovingly, teasingly, fondly; oh, he used it in any mood. 
"You... You are right, Eclipse. That's the nickname you used for me." 
You knew your voice was trembling, your mind frail and on the verge of a breakdown, your breath quickening. You couldn't believe your Eclipse; in the heat of his doomed moment, he saved his memories of you in a way the virus could not get to. 
As you tried to calm yourself, a warm hand settled on your cheek, startling you. Your eyes flicked up to the pale grey and the bright red ones in the dark. "Deep breaths, Angel," Eclipse said softly. "Deep breaths," He began mimicking the act of taking deep breaths. His eyes remained tenderly on you as his hand stayed on the apple of your cheek. 
While you attempted to follow his breathing, Eclipse moved his hand from your cheek to your shoulder in a smooth and careful manner. "You're doing so good, Angel." He lightly praised; you could spot a tiny lift in his lips in the dim lighting his eyes gave off as you managed to take a deep breath. 
"I... I'm sorry, Eclipse, I didn't mean to freak out like that-" You say through a strained voice, almost gritting your teeth as if that could allow your heart to calm down further, but a pale yellow thumb poked underneath your jaw in a gentle, although playful manner. 
"Do not apologize, my dear Angel," Eclipse said with a slight hum before his thumb traced under your chin while the rest of his hand still lay comfortably on your shoulder. "I feel... Bad. I do not remember us," He said with a sorrowful look. "And I figured telling you about this could help soothe the open wound my leaving left you." 
His eyes roamed over to the laptop next to you, the screen having faded to black. 
Eclipse had a tiny smile as he looked back at you. 
"I have an idea, Angel. Maybe you can access the folder if I let you attach a cord from my neck to your laptop." 
Your eyes widened. 
"Eclipse- That's-" You swallow, nervous.
The android's smile became softer, his hand sliding down your arm as he slowly reached your hand and intertwined your fingers; he looked at your connected hands for a moment. 
"I know, Angel. But it's okay. I want you to be able to see just how much I care about you." Eclipse lightly chuckled, his thumb tracing over your knuckles. "Or, well, how much my old version cared about you. I still care about you even though we are not at that level anymore." He spoke before looking into your eyes again. "Let's go to your desk, alright?" he lightly squeezed your tiny hand in his giant one. Before you could react, he let go of your hand and gently picked up the laptop beside you. 
Watching him move was wild. This giant was so gentle in everything he did, the way his arms moved at a slower pace as if he would scare anyone if he moved any faster, yet it didn't have the same warmth, love, and care the Eclipse you knew had. 
You watched as he held the laptop carefully in his hand; the laptop looked so tiny in his palm. Eclipse got up slowly and reached over to turn on the lights, which made you flinch as the light hit your tired eyes. He walked over to the desk, where he placed the laptop in its usual spot. 
Eclipse turned to face you, who still sat in the bed, half exhausted and half shocked by his words from earlier, but the android just smiled. "Do you need help, Angel?"
You let out a small groan and shook your head as you tilted your head down to rub the heels of your palms into your eyes for a moment; when you lowered your hands, you watched him before getting your blanket off. 
"No, no, I got it. Just... I just cried my eyes out and had a panic attack or a start of one." 
Eclipse hummed at your response, his arms behind his back, his hands folded in each other. A comforting pose for him, you guessed. 
As you got up from the bed, you stretched and yawned. "What if I can't get into the folder? I mean, if you can't, then why-"
Eclipse chuckled. "Angel, did you not hear me? It said only Comet could get into it, and as we have established, you're the Comet. So! I am sure it will be easy for you to get into." He spoke with a lighter tone, almost on par with Sun's more timid excitement. You raised a brow at him and smiled just a tiny bit. 
"Alright. Well... I guess we will see if I'm smart enough to crack a folder."
You walked over to your desk, sat down on the chair, and looked up at Eclipse from where you were now sitting. "You gotta sit down for this buddy, else I can't reach." A soft grin was on your lips as you attached a standard phone cord to your laptop and wiggled the other end to Eclipse, who watched you with amusement before slowly lowering himself onto the soft carpet and his hand moved up, ensuring his hair was out of the way of his neck. 
"Just be careful when you touch Angel. Bad memories." 
Your smile softened, and you gently put your small hand on his broad shoulder, which made him look at you. 
"I will be careful, Eclipse. Don't worry, alright?" you patted his shoulder, and for a brief moment, you could have sworn you felt him press into the touch. 
With the phone cord in your other hand, a nervous sigh escaped your parted lips as you moved over and opened a panel on the back of Eclipse's neck with a soft press of your fingers; he flinched but remained still as you plugged the cord in. Eclipse shuddered, and you heard him hiss out some air through gritted teeth, a soft groan from his parted lips, and his fans whirring loudly before settling.
You leaned back in your chair, tilting your head to look at him, but he avoided your eyes. You noticed he was flushed, making you snicker before looking at the laptop screen again, but you couldn't help asking about what just happened as the connection slowly loaded. 
"So... Was there a reason for those noises when I plugged in the cord?" You asked as your tired eyes returned to the screen to give him some sort of chance of answering without getting too flustered. 
Despite everything that occurred earlier, you felt calm and collected. Even though you didn't really know this Eclipse, he still had many of the same traits as your Eclipse, you mused before you heard him.
Eclipse huffed at your question. "You are together with two androids. I think you know the reason for that reaction. Angel." He said with a shy smile, but his tone sounded teasing.
"I see. Interesting to know that about you." You said with an exhausted grin, and when the laptop pinged, you saw the menu for his system pop up on your screen and rubbed your eyes to ensure they weren't blurred. "I feel as if this shouldn't be so easy to do. Like just using a phone cable to hook you up to a shitty laptop to look at your files." 
Eclipse shrugged a shoulder in response before grabbing an unsolved rubrics cube from your desk in his massive hands. "I don't think it's easy, really." He said softly. "I think you're the only one this body allows in." He said with a soft grin as he leaned his back against the desk next to you, looking at you with the same grin.
Now, it was your turn to blush. "Right."
Eclipse chuckled at your reaction as he returned to fiddling with the rubrics cube. "It should be under one of the memory cards. It is probably called Comet and a bunch of numbers." 
You nodded, then remembered he wasn't looking at you and spoke. "Yeah, okay, thank you," you said softly as you pressed a finger on the mouse pad to start clicking around.
"Ah! There it is," You exclaimed, though the sound was muffled by your hand as you were leaning onto it. You let your hand fall down into your lap and looked at Eclipse. "Are you ready? Tell me if it feels weird or hurts, okay?"
Eclipse looked at you with a slight smile. "I am as ready as I can be, Angel. I will let you know if anything feels off." He returned to the toy in his hand, though his shoulders tensed a bit; you could tell through the thin material of his white t-shirt.
Once more, you took a deep breath and clicked on the folder called 'Comet,' but before you could look at what was slowly unfolding, you felt Eclipse twitch next to you. "You okay, buddy?"
Eclipse nodded. "Yes. Yes, Angel. I shut off the security that was about to react to you opening the folder. You may continue." He spoke in short sentences like he was straining, and you were about to suggest that they should just not do this, but then Eclipse sighed, settled his back against the desk, and hummed. You gathered that he was okay again and turned back to the screen, though now you were just a bit more jumpy and aware of Eclipse next to you. "Okay... Okay, here we go." You said softly to yourself, but you heard Eclipse respond with a slight chuckle.
You moved your cursor over the picture files and clicked.
All of it was from your Eclipse's point of view, which was fine. You got to see how he viewed his world. 
And oh. All the pictures Eclipse had ever taken with his camera feature were of you. When you laughed at his jokes or whatever Sun and Moon were doing or when you were alone and on dates together. 
Again, you felt tears build up in your eyes, and you sniffled; oh, you were so tired, but you smiled just a bit as you flipped through the pictures. The guy had taken a ton, it seemed, and some were more raunchy, which you wish you could yell at him for, but alas, you couldn't. 
Wiping the tears on your cheeks away with your wrist, you moved on to the recordings. 
The first video was when you two first met, and you could tell he was so interested in you, almost as if he hadn't seen a human before. You let out a slight giggle when you heard his flustered voice asking you how the weather was, and past you in the video looked so confused, but you answered anyway, humoring him. 
You felt yourself smile more as you went to the other recordings he had in the folder, and when you clicked on one, you got startled. It was you on the bed and him on top, but you were too slow to click away, and a moan came from the speakers. You closed the video as fast as possible, your face bright red as you glanced to the side. You saw Eclipse staring at you with wide eyes, his cheeks flushed.
"I wish to spare you of the embarrassment, but... I do wish to know how many videos of that sort of thing are in my head." He said quietly as his face was almost glowing from blushing so hard.
You wanted to die or dig yourself down in a hole. 
"Uhm.. I.. I never knew he recorded those moments. I- So I don't... know?" You said softly as you cleared your throat.
"Hm. Seeing that video, it seems Past Eclipse must have done it more than once... Good to know I have a whole stash of... Playtime in my head." He joked.
"you cannot watch those Eclipse!" You said with a slight whine. 
"I won't." He chuckled. "I can't anyway. Remember how it's only letting you into this folder?" He looked down at the rubrics cube in his hands.
"Oh... Right. Sorry." You laughed a little awkwardly. "Uh..." 
You swallowed. "let's continue."
Out of the corner of your eye, as you turned to the screen again, you saw Eclipse giving you a slight nod as he tried to calm his fans down. You hadn't even noticed that those were whirring very loudly.
You clicked on the very last video, and before you pressed play, you took a deep breath and curled up on your chair, your knees to your chest as you clicked play.
It started with Past Eclipse laughing warmly, just the way you remembered. He was playing with one of the kids outside at the little playground that used to be there. He was building sand castles with a little girl in a star-dotted dress. She had a little bandana on her head that matched her dress, and you guessed it was one of the rare sick kids that came to the Daycare. She had probably wanted alone time with Eclipse, as sick kids often got to pick between the three to get one-on-one time.
"Dad?" The girl asked Past Eclipse as she kept shoveling sand into her bucket. 
You were surprised to hear her call him that, but it was probably something he let her do as a comfort thing.
"Yes, My bright star?" You could hear him smiling as he spoke while making a little sand tower with his giant hands, carefully, of course.
"... That nice Daycare worker... Do you like them?" She asked this so innocently, so curiously, it made you blush. 
"Oh." Past Eclipse said softly. "Oh, I do like them a lot, my bright little Star. They are my Comet, after all," He said with a grin, and the little girl let out a bright giggle.
"Does that mean they are my parent too?"
"Oh, we will have to ask them that, won't we? I'm sure they would love to have the brightest Star as their daughter, hm?" He said with a soft chuckle as he wiped his hand on his shirt before running a knuckle over the girl's cheek to remove some sand. You were too tired to cry, but you felt the sensation of it building in your chest. Your heart clenching in your chest, and a sob trying to get out past your lips. You hadn't noticed, but Eclipse was watching along with you; his expression was unreadable.
The video continued.
The little girl giggled joyously and moved away from Past Eclipse's hand. "Dad!" 
Once again, you heard his laughter. "What? You are my brightest little Star, aren't you?" She kept giggling and laughing the way kids do as Past Eclipse moved closer a hand behind her so she didn't fall back. 
"The most beautiful star in the universe," He said fondly, his voice cooing and warm. It broke your heart. You didn't even know if the girl was still around. 
The recording was a few years old. You don't remember that little girl at all, only that Eclipse would disappear for a bit, and you suppose this is where he went at certain times.
The video continued for a while, and you guessed it was a couple of hours of them playing and talking until you could see Past Eclipse got a message in the corner of his eye. 
The Eclipse next to you muttered a soft. "Oh no." 
You turned to look at him, your brows furrowed at his reaction to seeing the message icon before you looked back at the laptop.
Past Eclipse hummed at the message but had yet to open it. He turned to the little girl and smiled. "Seems like we have to cut the day a little short, my bright star!" he said with a bright grin, you guessed. "I will take you to Sun and Moon." He got up from the sand and helped her to the wheelchair, gently placing her before brushing off the sand. 
She looked a little sad. "Dad?"
"Yes, Star?" he responded, head tilted, you guessed, due to the view. 
"Will I see you next Tuesday after my hospital visit?"
"Oh yes! I got special permission to come and pick you up!" Finally, the little girl smiled again and clapped her hands together. "Yay!" You could almost feel how happy Past Eclipse was during this moment.
He wheeled her back into the Daycare and briefly spoke with Sun and Moon before heading to the three's shared room. He sat down on the beat-up couch before opening the message.
The screen flickered, and you could hear Eclipse hiss and groan before the recording cut out and turned off. 
You looked confused, and the Eclipse next to you sighed. 
"I think... I think that was when the virus did it." He hummed. "that's my guess, at least. I still have the message in my head; I can't delete it."
You opened your mouth to ask, but Eclipse cut you off. 
"No, it doesn't say anything."
You frowned, guessing you couldn't ask more about it, and wiped your face with your hands before sighing and sitting back in your chair. "I'm sorry... Sorry you lost yourself like that, I-" You sniffled. "thank you for letting me do this, Eclipse. It was nice to see... See my Eclipse again." You whispered.
Eclipse put the rubrics cube on the desk, then reached back, slowly pulled the cord out of his neck, and hummed. "Anytime Angel. Sorry, you lost him." He said it with a tender smile.
You rested your cheek on your knees, your arms wrapped around your legs. "... Want to play a game or something? We could play Uno?"
Eclipse smiled a little brighter. "After all that, I would love to play Uno with you, Angel."
You smiled tiredly. "only until I fall asleep, though... I might fall asleep during a game, but who cares? Moon isn't here to tell us to go to bed!" You said with a tired giggle.
Eclipse chuckled. "Exactly! Let's have some fun before bed, then!" He stood up and stretched a little before holding a hand out to you, which you took and smiled up at him as you stood and closed down the laptop with your free hand before following him to the living room. 
You played Uno with the android for a long while, and somehow you were winning, but you guess Eclipse was letting you win, though he played it up when he lost hands up in the air dramatically and everything, which made you laugh.
When you had played the last round, you yawned, and Eclipse, the gentle giant that he is, carried you to bed, where he tucked you in, and as you dozed off, you felt a soft press of lips on your forehead.
You were out like a light after that.
Eclipse moved the charging cord he had brought over to sit next to you on your bed, his back against the headboard. Luckily, you had a huge and robust bed that could hold him. He plugged in the charger on his wrist and then looked at you for a moment before moving his free hand over and softly smiled as he gently moved some of your hair away from your face with his fingers.
"Good night, Angel. Sweet dreams."
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Hello hello! If I may, I'd like to request for fuegoleon fic
Where his wife s/o is busy with work or something so she leaves their 2 year old daughter with Fuego and he takes her to his office? Cue the crimson lion kings going crazy over their captains adorable little baby girl and they all sorta get distracted throughout the day taking care of the little bundle. But eventually she gets really fussy and sad and Fue understands it's because she misses her mom and he kisses her forehead and says he misses her too
S/o comes back home to fue and baby waiting for her and it's just a huge fluff fest basically
I love your writing so much❤️❤️❤️❤️
LOTS OF HUGS AND KISSES TO YOU <3
Hello hello!!
AAAAAAA this is so sweeeet!!! I was more than happy to write this one! I hope it makes you smile!!! AND HUGS AND KISSES RIGHT BACK TO YOU <3 and thank you!!! I might or might not be happy sobbing
Pairing: Fuegoleon x f!reader Genre: Nothing but family fluff fluff fluff Fanfic type: Oneshot Length: ~0.9k
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Sunlight filtered through the glass of the window and cascaded onto the floor of Fuegoleon’s office. The crimson carpet was practically illuminated by the gentle soft glow, against which the steam rising from Fuegoleon’s tea cup on the table could be seen.
But he wasn’t looking at the carpet, or the steam rising from the tea. He was looking at his daughter playing on the carpet. Her hair, which reminded him of his own, but was much more vibrant, glimmered in the light of the sun. And her eyes, which also reminded him of his own, sparkled full of joy and hope. But she did have a lot of your features. Which was something he’d muse while tapping the tip of his daughter’s nose at times, while telling her that she has a cute nose. Just like her mother.
She was drawing something, while occasionally glancing at, very intently, at her lion plushie.
Another masterpiece in the works, he smiled to himself, radiating nothing but pride and love he held for his daughter.
“Father watch!” She called out while stumbling onto her feet and picking up the paper.
“Hm?” He lifted his head while putting down his pen, as she stumbled over with a wide grin on her face.
“Us!” She said while showing him a picture with 4 blobs. “Mother,” she pointed to a shape on the right, “father” she pointed to a shape on the left, “me” she pointed to a shape in the middle, “Lele” she pointed to a shape below the three other ones, because she had wanted to include her lion plushie.
“Excellent work,” he patted her head. “Father is very proud,” he told her, which made her smile even wider.
There was a knock at the door, and Randal appeared from behind it.
“I’m sorry to disturber Sir, but I … thought the little lady might want something to drink,” he said while crouching down and holding a few juice boxes in hand.
“Thank you,” Fuegoleon nodded as the daughter was already happily making her way through the first juice box.
“Watch!” She showed Randal her drawing.
“Magnificent job my lady,” he smiled while getting up.
“Mhm!” She nodded her head vigorously. “Show mother?” She asked while looking back to Fuegoleon, as Randal lingered in the doorway.
“Mother is busy dear,” he told her with an apologetic shake of his head.
“When?” She asked with a frown.
“In a few hours,” he replied.
But all it did was make her teary eyed.
“But mom now!” She cried as Fue got up from his chair and Randal took a step further into the hallway.
Fuegoleon nodded to Randal who took it as a cue to leave, and closed the door, while Fue picked up his daughter into his arms.
“I understand dear,” he spoke with soft syllables while cradling her in his arms. “I miss her too,” he admitted while placing a kiss onto her forehead. “And she surely misses us too,” he told her.
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Evening had started to set as you made your way back to your bedroom, or living quarters as it could be better described, since there were multiple rooms adjoined. And though you were tired from the long day, you couldn’t wait to see your husband and daughter again.
A  smile crept onto your lips as you thought about it, about how you’d see them soon again, and that smile only widened as you opened the door, entering the bedroom.
“Mother!” You heard as soon as you opened the door, having barely had time to enter.
“Well hello darling,” you said while pushing the door closed behind you and crouching down with open arms to welcome you daughter, who was already stumbling to you as fast as her little legs could carry.
“Miss you!” She said to you while clinging onto you.
“I missed you too,” you smiled while picking her up.
“Welcome back,” Fue greeted while making his way to you as well.
“Thank you,” you smiled to him. “I hope the knights weren’t too inconvenienced by you having her today.”
“No, not at all,” he shook his head as amusement was painted over his lips. “In fact, she was quite the star of the day,” he said while wrapping his arm around your waist, and pressing a kiss onto your lips.
“Hmm,” you hummed into the kiss, feeling loved and cared for. “That’s good,” you continued while looking adoringly at your husband, and who looked equally, if not more, adoringly to you.
“We missed you,” he still said while glancing to your daughter who was now pressed against your chest in your arms, and clutched to you with closed eyes.
“Looks like she’s tired,” you mused with a hushed voice.
“She had a rough day,” he chuckled under his breath.
“By missing me?” You chuckled back with a glance to him.
“It is far more taxing than you give her credit for,” he mused with a twinkle in the corner of his eye.
“I see,” you giggled. “But she should get her ready for bed,” you told him, to which he agreed. It really had been a long day for all of you. But now you were together, as a family, as it should be.
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lovelenivy · 4 months
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you know what hate crimes md enjoyers, idk if this has been done before but i wanna start like a little tag game: i wanna know your favorite seasons in order, what you think is the best episode each season, your personal favorite ep from each season, any honorable mentions if you have them, and your least favorite/worst episode in your opinion. i'd also like to have you sort the main characters/fellows from favorite to least favorite, plus tell me your favorite ship (and optionally, a ship you enjoy and think is underrated)! feel free to toss in any explanations for why you chose what you did. (: kinda long, but oh well – feel like it'll be fun.
i'll go first (so you can see the format) – listing seasons from the best imo, to the worst, and the episodes.
Seasons:
1. Season 3
Best episode: one day, one room (?)
Favorite episode: merry little christmas
Honorable mention(s): cane and able, words and deeds, family, needle in a haystack
Least favorite episode: que sera sera (?)
it was hard to pick the best bc i'm biased towards merry little christmas, but i don't know if it would be the best of the season exactly. as for que sera sera, nothing really wrong with it but honestly i had a hard time picking a least favorite too. great season – to me it's like the classic house season.
2. Season 5
Best: birthmarks
Favorite: under my skin
Honorable mention(s): the softer side, last resort, both sides now, painless
Least favorite: big baby (?)
i literally just barely remember big baby compared to the rest, i think, no matter how many times i see it. amazing season though, honestly so up there with s3 for me that it became a tough choice.
3. Season 6
Best: help me
Favorite: wilson
HM(s): the down low, broken (part 1 & 2), baggage, lockdown
Least favorite: epic fail, remorse (?)
help me is such an amazing episode, it always makes me cry. epic fail is extremely annoying tho and idk why, like after i watched it more than once or twice i started having a hard time rewatching it. and honestly every time i watch remorse i get pissed off on thirteen's behalf and it's just not a fun feeling. not a bad episode though. i know a lot of people don't like s6 but i love it.
4. Season 2
Best: euphoria (part 1 & 2)
Favorite: no reason
HM(s): skin deep, distractions, hunting, clueless
Least favorite: sleeping dogs lie
i recently rewatched euphoria and it's so fucking good i legitimately cried. sleeping dogs lie isn't a bad episode, it just is frustrating to watch for many reasons. another classic house season.
5. Season 4
Best: house's head/wilson's heart
Favorite: house's head/wilson's heart, 97 seconds
HM(s): mirror mirror, you don't want to know, frozen, living the dream
Least favorite: the right stuff
nothing really wrong with the least favorite – it was honestly a tough choice. also i couldn't pick a favorite, it was so tough. i honestly really like this season despite how short and different it is.
6. Season 1
Best: detox
Favorite: detox
HM(s): three stories, histories, control, mob rules
Least favorite: heavy, everybody lies (pilot)
the pilot being orange just makes me laugh the whole time so it's hard to watch, and chase's insane fatphobia in heavy is just disturbing, which is the only reason it's a least favorite. for the best i was torn between three stories and detox, but i think detox is better. s1 is ranked so low bc of general weirdness.
7. Season 8
Best: the c-word, everybody dies
Favorite: the c-word
HM(s): dead & buried, twenty vicodin, nobody's fault, post mortem
Least favorite: we need the eggs
we need the eggs isn't bad, the case is just ??? weird and kinda sad tbh idk. i haven't rewatched the c-word yet but i remember it fondly, so i couldn't really choose a best episode. is picking the finale kinda dumb? maybe, idk. i like a lot of episodes from season 8 surprisingly, like most of them, but it's so different from the previous seasons with cuddy absent and the late addition of two new main characters that it can't be any higher for me.
8. Season 7
Best: after hours
Favorite: after hours, out of the chute
HM(s): unwritten, bombshells, the dig, moving on, fall from grace
Least Favorite: two stories
god i really can't stand rewatching two stories. idk what it is but the fucking kids that house gets stuck with in the principal's office are so annoying ??? probably my least fave episode in all of house. but despite how s7 is at the bottom, it did have some great episodes. just wasn't my favorite season at all, especially as someone who isn't really into huddy.
Characters:
from favorite to least favorite of the main characters –
1. House (of course)
2. Wilson
3. Thirteen
4. Cuddy
5. Chase
6. Foreman
7. Kutner
8. Cameron
9. Amber
10. Taub
11. Park
12. Adams
13. Masters
favorite ship: hilson (house / wilson)
underrated ship: thirteen / cameron, or chase / foreman
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anybody that wants to participate! i know it's kind of long so no sweat if you don't want to do it. i'm also indecisive so i had trouble picking episodes lmao
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aleksa-sims · 20 hours
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RL Story
CW: addiction, serious illness
Totally done and still sad because I saw Daniel and this stupid girl today I came home after work. Nico wasn’t home yet. I was kind of relieved about that. I wasn't sure, if I should tell him? I mean, nothing happened, but what I said to Daniel today was just not ok! It was totally unfair and selfish.
As soon as I got home, I went for a walk with N.’s dog. Back home I took a shower & I lay down on the bed. I wasn’t feeling so well. I got serv pain in my right knee and my hands also hurt. It bothered me so much, that I had to take a painkiller. After that it slowly got better while I fell asleep.
A little later N. came home. I heard him come up to the bedroom and watch me sleep. Nico has an extraordinary talent for disturbing me while sleeping. No, tbh it's really cute. Every morning before he leaves the house, he comes back to the bedroom to me, while I’m mostly still sleeping. He kisses me and tells me quietly that he loves me. In the beginning I found it hard to get used to. It's annoying to be woken up by him in the morning (5.00 am!) just because he has to kiss me. Yk? It wasn’t until he was gone (abroad), that I realized how much I missed being woken up by him in the morning.🩷 But back to that day, it was not in the morning, but in the evening.
N. saw the painkillers I had taken next to me on the bed, thinking I was sick or something.
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Nico: Hey babe.... Are you ok?
Me: M-hm... Yea, I'm ok.... Where were you? I missed you.
Nico: I said good-bye to Damien and the others. They’re going back to Italy tomorrow.
Me: Yea, without you.... You stay here, with me. So happy about that. Right now I need you with me. I've had a really, really bad day N.... And you? How is your new team? Are they nice?
Nico: Agh...well, what can I say? Germans, yk?🤷‍♀️😉 But it was ok and it’s nice to be home, not somewhere alone abroad ..... Did you see Dilek today?
Me: No, she’s sick. She stayed home.
Nico: Are you sick too? I see you’ve taken painkillers.
Me: My knee hurt again. Somehow my whole body hurts, my hands and legs... But I'm fine. 🙂
Nico: You should tell your doc. You are pregnant. Maybe it has something to do with it?
Me: Yea, but don't worry. I know this pain. It's nothing. I’ve had this pain since I was a kid. It comes and goes, but it’s not serious. My muscles and bones are just very sensitive to pain. 🫤
Nico: It’s all right, babe. But if I see you get pain again, I’ll take you to your doc. I don’t want to scare you, you know that! But you don’t hurt for no reason. Sure, it's nothing, but it’s better to get it checked out before you need to take painkillers again.
Me: Chill Nico!! I know you’re afraid I might get addicted to painkillers . But c'mon, N.! It's just ibuprofen. 😄🤷‍♀️My pill addiction is past. I know I was difficult for you back then, but I promise, this won’t happen anymore. Love you.
Nico didn’t worry about my pill addiction, but actually about the pain I had. A few days ago, my knee hurt so badly that I could not walk. I even cried. But after I took a painkiller, it stopped again. That pain I had in my muscles and bones will get really bad after delivery. Not immediately after delivery, a few months later. But I do not want to draw too much attention to this issue now. Later, when the time comes, I will explain this in more detail. These were the first symptoms of a serious illness. Since CML is not so easy to diagnose, it will take a while for me to get the diagnosis.
And about Daniel I didn't tell Nico. I was happy with N. and we’re about to have a Baby, so I decided to somehow forget Daniel and let him go. But something happened that night!😞 Daniel texted me at 1:00 a.m. I’ll see him tomorrow again. 😢
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chimerabliss · 2 years
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Gettin Kinky with Macaque…?👉👈😳💕
Good lord this is getting spicier every time👀
Getting hotter
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•Facefucking. He tries to be gentle since he’s rather big, but with how your mouth feels ? God he is so attracted to it. His hand is on the back of your head as he watches you take more and more of his dick, watching the way your cheeks hollows when you take all of him, to get more reactions out of him. Macaque can’t help but just pushes your head rougher and more faster. He isn’t shy when he wants to moan, after all he wants you to know how good you make him feel. Your gags and the tears streaming down your face, while feeling the tip of his dick touching the deepest part of your throat..god, he hopes you’re ready for the sore of the next day. Make sure to swallow all of his cum.
"Shit, sugarplum- you are such a divine sight."
•Cockwarming. This is an actions that tells he wants to be in control. Putting his hand on your hip as he reads or just meditate, and not even let you move one bit. Macaque will also make you go quiet and not even make one single sound as to not disturb him. If you do make a single noise..he’ll just lift you higher as a punishment. You can’t even beg for him to go deeper. He has a lot of self-control. Macaque also does it as an act of aftercare; taking you in his arms with his dick still hard inside you as you both are in a daze of bliss.
"Do not make a single sound and let me focus, hm ?"
•In public.
Fucking you in a dark alley or the public restroom ? It’s all he ever wants. Keeping your mouth shut as he thrusts roughly inside as you silently beg for him to faster..or when you suck him off under the table as he speaks to one of his "coworkers" for a special mission..the thrill of doing it publicly and not even being stopped when they see it, it’s such a powerful sight and a wonderful feeling.
"Look at you, being so needy..I’ll make sure that no one will even touch you."
•Slight blood kink. It presents a lot when biting, enough to draw small blood or scratching. On himself or on you, it doesn’t matter, it turns him on. He licks it up and just hums happily. Your blood is the sweetest thing he ever tasted and he wants to protect you from all harm, but Macaque also wants to corrupt you and make you bleed only from him claws and sharp teeth..Bite his lip until he bleeds and he is all over you. He’ll clean everything up and bandage your small wounds carefully.
"I wish I can taste you forever."
•Master. Is he having a bad day ? Is he stressed ? Wear your most cutest lingerie and massage his shoulders, ask him in the most innocent voice if he needs help. Add master in the end of the sentence, he will bend you over the bed or the desk. He will have you in so many ways. Macaque will pull your hair back and he’ll make sure to whisper if you will be good for him. After all, your master needs a lot of reassurance from his little gem..do not disappoint him.
"Such a precious little gem..your master will take care of you."
•Shibari. This doesn’t have to be all kinky and shit. It’s about trust and passion. The art of bondage rope, the communication and somehow erotic in its own passionate way. It doesn’t bring you both to an orgasm often but it really strengthens your relationship. The emotions are way intense and leads to a wonderful overwhelming feeling. Either he does it on you or you tying for him, it’s pleasurable for the both of you. If one of you consents to it, a bit of touching is allowed. With of course, safe words.
"Do you want it to be tighter, darling ? I’ll do anything you say."
•Masochism. He trusts you, he knows you won’t break his boundaries. Hurt him, pull his tail, choke him. Scratch his back until it bleeds. Don’t be shy, he’s the monkey of strength, that doesn’t really hurt him, the slight pain drives him crazy. Give him a ball gag so he doesn’t let out any sounds as you put the vibrator to maximum as the soft whip travels down his body. Break him until he cries, that’s the shit he loves. All he want in return is you to not touch his blind eye and a lot of aftercare, after all he was such a good boy to you!
"Please, I want more !"
•Voyeurism and exhibitionism. The thought of watching you while you pleasure yourself, or someone even watching the both of you while fucking. He is intense, he knows that person is there, and he’ll make you know in a silent way that they’re watching you. When he feels your walls clutching around him, that man is grinning and will fuck you harder than before. He will make you do the lewdest sounds you can ever make that will put an actor to shame. He adores it because he knows only him can have it, only him can make you feel like that.
"Think you can be louder for your guest, sweet thing ?"
•Primal play. In all aspects of primal play, he is into it. A chase in the forest ? Good, it’ll act him up so much as his instincts takes a lot way better and g o d, the only way you know he’s close is by hearing how far are his snarls. Hide and seek ? It’s thrilling how he walks so slowly and he can’t barely hear you, it’s a fun challenge. But the scared eyes when you know you can’t run away on your pretty face ? This is what makes his primal instincts taking a lot more darker and lustier. Growls, licking, scratching…just, the entire aspect of predators and preys are really a turn on for him. If there is magic involved, good luck to get rid of him. Of course, he will ask your consent for it, it has to be fun for the both of you.
"Run. Run as far as you can. All you need to know is that I will catch you."
•Temperature play. The feeling of ice running down his body as he shivers, or to see your face as he lets ice cubes melting on your body. It is such a nice feeling to get such a contrast reaction, and those little gasps you both let you..and oh, how to start the heat feeling ? Feeling how hot your mouth is after a cup of tea, it almost makes him cum but he’ll try for you.
"Gods, darling..you are so wonderful."
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fatherkreiner · 8 months
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tagged by @aurelien1944 to talk about five things i like :-)
1 - well the first one has to be chess the musical my best friend.. is it in any real sense "good"? difficult question. is it incredibly fun? yes forever. i personally like it when it's sad and fucked up and florence's father died twenty-five years ago and everybody loses <3 but honestly all versions (and oh boy are there so many versions) have at least some positives to it and a lot of negatives too Perfect Chess does not exist and i don't think it ever will. thank god. i saw it a few days ago they made several weird as shit choices that i didn't like i had the time of my life 💜
2 - hm i have a great fondness for horror i love being scared. that's a lie i hate being scared in general but i love it when a scary movie scares me. you get it. also disgusting bloody gorey body horror practical effects they're so so so cool. im much more fascinated than scared or disgusted usually... sick is the perfect word because wow it IS disturbing usually but also i love sounding like a teenaged boy from the nineties or something. i love a good podcast too archive 81 my best friend archive 81 for example.. i don't read enough horror novels only like 19th century gothic lit i should get into something more modern actually that could be fun...
3 - twin peaks :-) i love it when things are a little strange and unexplained and incredibly earnest about it all. dale cooper is there. i have a lot of feelings about twin peaks but i don't think i can go into it all right now... i have cried to the soundtrack several times let's leave it at that. twin peaks ❤️
4 - i love linguistics most things about language fascinate me the way they change over time the way their rules work the way they interact with each other etcetera... also there's logic to it i love logic. it's like science but with less numbers. waugh i just love languages.... sad thing is you have to memorise words to learn languages i have a knack for grammar rules but i hate learning words especially if they have genders </3 oh well.
5 - discworld i love discworld i started reading them in chronological order AKA from left to right on our entire bookshelf of discworld books a few years ago which from what i've heard from everyone ever isn't ideal but it was FINE i think. (after the tiffany aching books that is i started with those) i only have like two or three books left idk what i'll do with myself if i don't always have one of them lying around somewhere.. they're so good i love them a lot i really enjoy this type of fantasy that takes well-established fairytale and fantasy tropes and subverts them.. like howl's moving castle the only book i read as a five/six yr old that i still like that's a bit off topic though. terry pratchett is a true master of his craft the specific way he writes is delightful to me the books are all so funny the way things that appear to be throwaway gags often come back to be narratively significant is also just incredible. waugh they're good books
tagging @locallibrarylover @porciaenjoyer @nickclose @sludgecorpse or whoever wants mutuals tell me about things u like pleasee
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scarisd3ad · 2 years
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Found you | Steve harrington x fem!reader
Chapter twelve
Okay so this is most definitely not proof read but I’ve had a lot on my plate between school and writing I’ve been really busy recently and really needed to get this out sooo here this lol. Also I’ve started writing a tbp fanfic so the first chapter of that should be out soon…crossing my fingers I can get the first chapter finished in the next week or so.
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"Dad?"
I looked around my surroundings suddenly shifted from being warm, and sunny to dark, cold, and terrifying. "Dad?!" I cried out again as I looked around, I was back in the cemetery the upside down cemetery, again but how. This had to be a dream.
I quickly stood up my feet hitting the ground with a loud thud. "Dad?!" I shouted as I made my way through the overgrown and destroyed graves.
Then I saw it, the demogorgon feasting on something. It made loud wet slurping noises as it ate. I felt like I was going to throw up. I slowly made my way towards it trying my best not to disturb it. I didn't want to become it's next meal. As I got closer and closer to it I recognized the familiar khaki slacks, the sheriffs hat that sat discarded beside the body.
"Oh my god, oh my god" I muttered, I let out a cry as I saw the large bloody hole in the middle of my fathers body. His uniform was covered in blood, his face was stuck in an horrifying expression. The demogorgon quickly snapped its body around growling as it saw me.
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I gasped as I sat up in bed, tears built up in my eyes as I looked around. I was back in my bedroom. El's was in the bed next to me, her chest rising and falling slowly, her face buried into her pillow. I turned my head towards my alarm clock the time flashing in red neon lights. 3:20. I slowly got up making sure not to wake El as I made my way towards my dads room. Deep down I knew he was alright it was just a dream. But what if he wasn't alright, if I didn't go check on him, and something might've happened. I'd never forgive myself. I pushed his bedroom door open, to see his covers wrapped around himself. I slowly made my way towards him, finally seeing his chest rising and falling peacefully. I sighed a single tear falling down my cheek. I peeled the blankets off of him slightly and quietly got in bed. I felt like a baby, a two year old who couldn't sleep in they're own bed. I guess I wasn't so quiet because he stirred and then mumbled "hey what's wrong" his voice deep and groggy as he sat up. I let out a quiet cry and he instantly wrapped his arms around me pulling me closer to him. I placed my hand close to his heart just so I could verify that he was infact alive.
"You were dead" I cried into his chest, "it got you."
"What got me?" I didn't answer just sobbed "honey you gotta tell me" he said quietly "the demogorgon it got you dad" I cried. "I don't want you to die" it was crazy for me to even think of that he wasn't going to die anytime soon. Dad made sure of that he didn't want to leave me by myself to early. "I'm not..at least not anytime soon. Okay? I'm right here" he coo'd. "Promise?" I asked in between sobs, "I promise, I wouldn't even think of leaving you anytime soon."
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I woke up to the smell of French toast in the air. I groggily sat up to see I was still in dads bed. I rubbed my eyes as I stood up and stumbled into the kitchen. The sizzling from the stove became louder as I walked closer. I pulled a chair out from the little dining table we had and sat down. "What time is it" i mumbled, "six? seven? dunno" dad replied shrugging his shoulders. "Can I go to a party tonight?" I asked "Hm? What kind of party?" He asked as he never looked up from the pan in front of him. "A Halloween party...can I go please?" I asked batting my eyelashes. "I don't know y/n" he muttered, "come on please! Steve will be there and I bet liam and Liv will too" I begged. "Okay, okay. Fine but you've gotta be back by twelve."
I nodded mumbling "okay fine." I turned my head as I heard tiny footsteps behind me. El was walking slowly toward dad. A sheet that had two eye holes cut out thrown over her head. I could make out her pointer finger coming up to her mouth. Telling me to be quiet. I nodded as I smirked turning my head back towards dad.
She stood just a few feet away from dad and waited for him to turn around. I watched as dads eyebrows furrowed together definitely feeling a something staring at him. He turned around "oh, Jesus!" He shouted as he jumped back a bit and I laughed.
"Ghost"
"Yeah I see that" dad replied annoyance laced in his voice. "Halloween" dad picked up the pan off of the stove and took it over to the small bit of counter. "Sure is...but right now it's breakfast, okay?" Dad asked as he placed a piece of French toast on each plate. "Come on, let's eat" He then grabbed the syrup, grabbed one plate, and balanced the others on his forearm. "They wouldn't see me" el said quietly. Dad furrowed his eyebrows as he started to walk towards the table "who wouldn't see you?" I felt bad for el, she didn't get to enjoy the simple luxuries of being a normal kid. Like going trick or treating, hanging out with friends, god dammit even going to school.
"The bad men."
El followed quickly behind him, "What are you talkin' about?" Dad asked as he placed a plate in front of me, one in El's spot, and one in his. He leaned over pressing a kiss to my forehead before sitting down. "Trick..or..treat" she said slowly, dad stared at her for a second before saying "you want to go trick or treating?" El nodded "you know the rules" dad muttered before standing up "yes but-" he cut her off by grabbing each of her shoulders "yeah, so you know the answer."
"No, but they wouldn't see me" she said as he pushed her towards her seat. "No. Hey. I don't care."
"But they wouldn't see me."
"I don't care, alright? You go out there, ghost or not, it's a risk. We don't take risks. Alright? They're stupid, and.."
"We're not stupid!" El replied harshly dad straightened up so he wasn't bent over anymore. "Exactly now, you take that off, sit down and eat. Your foods getting cold" he said before walking back over to his seat. El harshly pulled the sheet off her body and as down crossing her arms. A pout permanently imbedded on her lips. Dad took the syrup and poured some on hers before pouring some on his. Dad sighed "alright, look...how bout I get off early tonight, and I buy us a bunch of candy, and we can sit around and get fat, and we watch a scary movie? Just you and me. How's that for compromise?" He asked.
"Com-compromise?" She stuttered out as her eyebrows furrowed together. "C-o-m-promise. Compromise. How bout that's your word for the day? Yeah?" I picked at my food, taking the fork and sliding it around the plate, occasionally stabbing a piece of French toast just to scrape it off the fork two seconds later.
"It's something that's kinda in-between. It's like halfway happy" dad explained. "By 5-1-5?" El asked "5:15 yeah, sure." Dad said nodding.
"Promise?"
Dad leaned his elbows onto the table "yes. I promise" El shrugged her shoulders whispering "halfway happy" before picking up her fork and stabbing it into the piece of bread. Dad stuck his hand out ruffling her hair up making her chuckle. "Come on kiddo eat" dad said, I shook my head still pushing the food around my plate. If I ate I'd probably throw up. I don't think I'd be able to eat for a week. I had to get the picture of my dad out of my head. "Not hungry" I mumbled, "are you sure?" He asked I nodded.
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I sprinted out towards Steve's car, "slow down!" Steve laughed as he rolled down his window. I opened up the passenger side door and placed my backpack on the floorboard before getting in. "So what'd he say?" Steve asked as I slammed the door shut and buckled up my seatbelt. "He said I can go..but I gotta be back by twelve" I replied. Steve smiled brightly "soo..what are you dressing up as so I can match" Steve said. I shook my head "I'm not dressing up. And it's to late to buy one anyways" I said as Steve started to back up. One of his hands sat on the back on my seat while he turned around. "Come on just get something from you're closet or something" he said. "Okayy then what are you dressing up as so I can match" I said rolling my eyes. I didn't want to dress up, I didn't even want to go to the stupid party. But it was a stupid exuse for me to drink and smoke all I want without getting shouted at by an adult.
"Joel Goodson" Steve replied as he settled his back in his seat comfortably. "Okay then I'll go as Lana" I said shrugging my shoulders.
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Steve pulled into the schools parking lot. I could already see mick sat crisscross on the ground, back pressed against the brick, and a book in hand. God I haven't seen her read this much since I introduced her to Stephen king novels. "Hey can you let me out here?" I asked grabbing my backpack up off the floor board.
"Y-yeah? Sure..I'll see you inside" Steve said his eyebrows knitted together. Steve's car came to a abrupt stop. A car behind him started to honk causing me to jump and quickly get out of the car. "Bye Steve!" I said as I slammed the car door and sprinted across the street towards mick. "Mick!" I panted as I finally reached her. Her eyebrows furrowed together as she looked up at me. "Yeah?" She asked. I plopped my body down beside her and said "I'm sorry mickie." Her eyebrows stayed knitted together "what do you mean?" She asked.
"Yesterday, I didn't mean to get so caught up with Steve" I whispered. She shrugged her shoulders and said "it doesn't matter" I rolled my eyes "yes it does mick I'm sorry" I said hugging her. She groaned patting my back "seriously it's not that big of a deal y/n." She said softly. My chin rested on her shoulder "I'm still sorry" I whispered, "did you make up with Liv?" I asked. She nodded still patting at my back, "good I couldn't stand to see you two fight" I mumbled. "Come on let's go inside" i said as I pulled away. She nodded as I pushed myself up off the pavement. She stuck her hand out and I grabbed it pulling her up to her feet. She then bent over picking up the book I'm guessing she discarded when I hugged her. She stuffed her book into her backpack before putting it back on. "Let's go" she smiled. I pushed open the large metal door letting her go inside before i did.
I caught up to her so I was standing right beside her "so are you going to Tina's party tonight?" I asked. She shrugged saying "I don't really do Halloween" I rolled my eyes. Mick hadn't liked Halloween since her brother scared the shit out of her when we were nine. "It's been like seven years?!" I laughed, "and?!"
"And..Caleb's not here this year so you should enjoy Halloween. Come on! Pleaseee" I begged. She shook her head "nope, I'd rather spend time with my grandma." She said scrunching up her nose. "Okay..okay fine" I groaned. I finally made it to my locker to see billy Hargrove standing there yet again. "Hey" I muttered as I quickly unlocked my locker, mick stood behind me staring daggers at billy. "Hey..I was wondering if you were going to that Halloween party tonight?" I nodded "with my boyfriend why?" I said as I grabbed my English notebook out of my locker. "Oh" billy groaned as he rolled his eyes. He then swiftly turned around huffing as he walked away. "Oh my god he's unbearable" mick whispered as she leaned herself against the locker next to me. 
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I sat in our regular lunch table, Liv and mick directly in front of me, Blaire beside them, and Steve to my left. I leaned my head on his shoulder, and Steve's arm was wrapped around my waist. The longer this 'fake dating' thing was going on the more it felt real. Like Steve kissing my cheek when I get into his car in the morning, and his arm falling around my shoulders when we're just hanging out by ourselves. Steve said it's so it feels more realistic. "So are you going to Tina's party?" Blaire asked her cheek propped up against her palm. "I am but mick doesn't want to go" Liv said rolling her eyes, "you know I don't like Halloween!" Mick hissed. "Yes I know, I know you're shitty brother" Liv groaned as she scooted just a bit farther away from mick. My eyebrows furrowed together, in all the years I've know Liv and Michele I don't think I've ever seen them fight like this. Well at least hold a grudge like this. Liv had seemed to be pushing more and more away from Liv and mick wasn't having it.
"Y/n? You going?" Blaire asked, "yeah I guess" I mumbled. "You going?" I asked as I lifted my head off of Steve's shoulder. "Wasn't invited" she said shrugging. Liv was about to open her mouth to say something but before she could even let a sound out of her mouth Blaire said "it's fine I didn't want to go anyways."
"So you wanna come over to my house after school?" Steve whispered moving his face closer to the shell of my ear. His hot breath sent a shiver down my spine. "Y-yeah sure that's fine" I stuttered out. He chuckled before pressing his lips to my cheek.
"Hey..um- hi!"
We all simultaneously turn our heads towards the unknown voice. My eyes widened as I felt my body heat up. The girl, the girl I saw in the hallway a few weeks ago. She was here! Right now! Holy shit. "Um...my friends kinda abandoned me so is it alright if I sit with you guys?"
"Ye-"
I quickly cut Liv off "Yeah! Yeah sure" god I sounded so desperate and eger. She furrowed her eyebrows and said "thanks!" She then proceeded to sit next to me dropping her tray lightly onto the table. "Well I'm Robin.." she said. I couldn't help but look over at her, the way her cheeks were tinted just a tiny shade of red complementing the freckles that were dotted all over her face, Her brown hair hat just fell a bit further than her jawline, her blue eyes and the way they twinkled. "I'm Liv and this is my girlfriend mick" robins eyebrows raised as a small smile fell onto her lips. "I can introduce myself" mick muttered as she rolled her eyes. "I'm Blaire nice to meet you" Blaire said smiling as she held out her hand. Robin smiled and stuck out her hand maybe just a little to fast, but she seemed excited. It was cute, the was her face light up when we said yes, the way she was just maybe a little too eger. "Im Steve...hairington you should know me" he laughed. Im pretty sure all of us rolled our eyes. He had too big of an ego. "And this is my girlfriend y/n" he said softly as he looked down at me. "Nice to meet you y/n" Robin said smiling. I nodded smiling back before pushing myself closer to Steve. I felt like if I was too close to her I'd combust, I'd probably spill out my feelings and end up getting shunned by her and Steve. I didn't want that to happen.
"You're not going to eat?" Steve whispered. I looked down at my still almost full tray, and shook my head. I still felt like I was going to vomit. If I took one bite I'd probably hurl all over the table. "No? Are you sure?" He asked softly, I shook my head again "o-oh are you okay?" He asked I shook my head. His eyes widened as he whispered "nightmare? Again?"
These nightmares were frequent it was never with my dad. It was always Steve, el, sara, mick, Liv, or one of the kids. I was always unable to eat the days after though. One time I wasn't able to eat for a whole week, I ended up passing out in gym class.
"You wanna talk about it?" He asked his voice hushed so the rest of the group couldn't hear.I nodded slowly mumbling "later" I said leaning into him. He nodded wrapping his arm around my shoulder. "God you too make me feel so single" Blaire groaned as she leaned her head back. I rolled my eyes chuckling. If only she knew how single I felt just pretending with Steve. This fake dating thing made me realize how much I've longed for affection even if it's just a light peck on the cheek. I want that, I want it to be real. I wanted someone to love me, actually love me, not for my body, or sex but for me.
"You'll find someone one day Blaire" I laughed, she shook her head "have you met the guys here? No thank you" she said scrunching her nose up in distaste as she looked over at a table of senior boys. They all looked sweaty and just kinda down right ugly. They were all self absorbed assholes who didn't know they're right foot from they're left, they didn't care about the girls they saw last night, they just cared about marking off another girl they were able to fuck. It was rare to find a good one here.
"Hey! You can find someone here!" Steve said defending who i assumed were his friends. Blaire rolled her eyes and said "Steve have you met yourself? Or anyone over there?" Steve's eyebrows furrowed up "yeah of course I have" Liv laughed and said "you do really only have you're looks going for ya buddy."
Steve's face turned a bright red, and shook his head. "I do not" Liv laughed again "okay mr I failed 10th grade English." Liv rolled here's eyes as she rested her elbow against the table. "It was hard okay!" He argued back. "It was not. Weren't you dating one of the smartest girls in the school as well?!" Liv argued back. They argued like sibling most of the time. "Yes" Steve muttered, "and fucking y/n!" My heart stopped. She just shouted that, in the cafeteria. I felt like everyone was staring at me for a few seconds. "That was one time" i grumbled as I stood up and ran as quickly as I could out of the cafeteria.
I told that to Liv in secrecy, she even supported me saying how Steve was an asshole. Why was she doing this now! Our of all the times she could randomly become a bitch she chose now. I pushed the large exit door and ran outside. I slide myself down the brick wall and let a tear fall down my cheek. Why was she all of as sudden turning into a stereotypical cheerleader. Just a few weeks ago she was fine.
It started off with her pushing us away to hang out with that Pheobe girl. Then she started to become touchy with the football players and picking fights with mick.
I heard the door get pushed open, and then it slam shut. I looked up to see mick kneeling down next to me. "You alright?" She asked, I shrugged my shoulders as I wiped my face. "She's being an ass I know" she sighed as she sat down and leaned her head against the brick. "Why'd she say that?" I asked "everyone's gonna think I'm a slut" she leaned her head into my shoulder. "No one's gonna think you're a slut" she said softly. "I'm not overreacting am I?" I whispered tears still slipping down my cheeks. I was genuinely concerned if I was or not. I didn't want to be seen as the kid you couldn't make jokes around because they're gonna flip out. "She was way out of line she shouldn't have said that. I honestly don't know what's gotten into her recently. I nodded and mick grabbed my hand gently rubbing her thumb up and down the top of my hand. "Do you think it's that Pheobe girls fault?" I asked tilting my head to the side just a bit.
"Maybe."
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As soon as the last bell rang for the day I was practically sprinting out the door. I didn't even bother to stop at my locker before hand. I just wanted to get out of those four walls as fast as I could. As soon as I pushed open the larger heavy metal door and the sun hit my face I sighed. It wasn't too hot but also not to cold, just right in the middle. The summer air still lingered, but the Indiana winter also coming in. I spotted Steve leaned against the trunk of his car, his hands stuffed in his pockets, and a cigarette stuck in between his lips. I sprinted up to him "oh hey" he said his voice muffled by the cigarette. He pulled it out of his mouth and said "you alright, you know since early..., michele told me she'd handle it."
I shrugged my shoulders "I'm fine, just...um- can I have a cigarette?"
He nodded sticking his hand back into his pocket and grabbing a lighter and a pack. He opened up the pack and held it out for me to grab one. He then stuffed the pack back into his pocket before lighting the cigarette for me. I placed it i between my lips and inhaled. The burn of the cigarette hitting my throat and lungs making me cough a bit.
I pulled the cigarette out of my mouth and exhaled before asking, "you don't think I overreacted do you?" Steve shrugged his shoulders also pulling his cigarette out of his mouth. A medium sized cloud of smoke coming out of his mouth before saying "no, I don't think so."
"she shouldn't have said that in front of everyone like that"
I nodded slowly before slotting the cigarette back in between my lips. "You still up for tonight?" He asked. I instantly nodded, I needed to drown myself in cheap liquor and beer. I needed to forget about today, the past year, everything. "Yeah? Why wouldn't i?" I asked my voice muffled by the cigarette. "I dunno Liv might be there..just assumed that you wouldn't want to see her....right now."
I inhaled the smoke one last time before taking the cigarette out of my mouth and throwing it on the ground. I stomped it out before saying "I want to go" and pushing past him so I could get to the passenger side door. I opened up the door and threw my backpack onto the floorboard before getting in. I pulled on the seatbelt. I pressed it into the buckle causing it to click once it was in fully. I heard Steve's door open and then the car tilting a bit from his weight. "My cousin left a bunch of her clothes her this summer, so we can raid her closet for your costume" Steve pushed his key into the ignition and twisted it causing the engine growl. The radio turned on and the air began to blow through the vents. Steve turned his upper body, placing one hand on the back on my seat so he could see out the back window.
Then he began to pull out, but stopped abruptly when a middle schooler started to cross behind us. "God dammit stupid mother fucking kid" Steve cursed quietly. The little boy stared at the car a glint of fear in his eyes as Steve waved angrily at him telling him to move. He nodded quickly before sprinting off.
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We pulled up into Steve's driveway. He shut off his car and stuffed his keys into his pocket as he unbuckled his seat belt, and got out. I followed, grabbing my backpack and slinging it over my shoulder. We walked past his pool as we made our way towards his back door. The water was murky, and green. I scrunched up my nose at the smell it emitted. "My parents haven't gotten around to cleaning it recently" Steve said as he unlocked the door and opened it up. He held it open letting me in before he followed behind. "All the clothes are up in the guest bedroom, you can go up I'll be there in a second" I nodded and began to walk towards the stairs. I slowly made my way up the stairs, and walked towards the guest room. I pushed the door open and turned on the lights. The room was bland just a normal guest room. Except for the bright pink sheets, and clothes in the closet. I placed my backpack next to the door and walked over to the closet. I began to go through the clothes. There was a lot of dresses, and skirts. A lot actually fit the vibe, of what I wanted to go for. So this was going to be hard for me to pick. There were about three white skirts that would work, and five shirts. I pulled them all out and laid them out of the bed. Groaning as I couldn't figure out which one to choose.
"You found a few?"
I whipped my head around to see Steve leaning against the doorframe smiling. I smiled nodding as I waved him over. He pushed himself off of the doorframe and walking over towards me. He wrapped his arms around my shoulders and leaned his head against mine. "You should try that one" he said pointing to a skirt that looked like it would come up to just a bit above my knees, which was the longest of the bunch of skirts. "And..that one" he pointed to a sweater, it had a higher neckline and and a blue collar. "Yeah?" I asked and Steve nodded, I wiggled myself out of Steve's grip and grabbed up the two articles of clothes before making my way to the bathroom.
I locked the door behind me and pulled my shirt off. I pushed the shirt off of the hanger and pulled the shirt over my head. I then kicked my pants off and pulled the skirt on. I admired myself in the mirror, twirling around before smiling.
A few knocks at the door turned my attention towards the door. "You done?" Steve asked "Yup!" I replied as I unlocked the door. The doorknob twisted and was pushed open. Steve's mouth gaped open "wow- you're..wow- why don't you wear skirts more often?" He laughed his cheeks turning a light shade of pink. I rolled my eyes and said "have you met the guys at our school? They'd probably harass me and try and look under my skirt. You know the way they act around the cheerleaders."
I pushed past him and walked back in the room. I kneeled down in front of my backpack and unzipped the smaller compartment and grabbed my concealer, eyeliner, eyeshadow, blush, and mascara. I then skipped back towards the bathroom. Steve was still standing in the bathroom. Staring at himself in the mirror as he fidgeted with his hair. "Move over" i laughed as I pushed him lightly. He rolled his eyes chuckling before moving over slightly. I placed all the products on the counter and started with the concealer. I applied a bit under my eyes, on my cheeks, my chin, and my nose. I then began to blend it in. Out of the corner of my eye I could see Steve just staring "you keep makeup in you're backpack?" He asked. I nodded "yeah of course, I pretty sure most girls do" I then continued to add a bit concealer to my eyelids and blended it in, before starting to apply a light shade of pink to my lids. It wasn't much just a little tint. Then I proceeded to start a small wing on my left eye. My hands shook as I tried to get it as straight as possible. I sighed as I finished the first one and proceeded to the second. The second was a bit crooked but it was fine. I blinked as i glided the mascara wand over my lashes.
"You think it looks good?" I asked turning towards Steve, "y-yeah you look pretty" he said softly.
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It was around nine o'clock when we arrived at the party. As soon as we turned down the street Tina lived on we could hear the blaring music. Bunches and bunches of drunk teens were out in the front, making out, drinking, smoking, honest they were just doing anything illegal. Steve and I got out of the car, he gripped my hand tightly as we passed a bunch of kids screaming and chanting around billy Hargrove.
I rolled my eyes at his stupid and reckless antics. The front door was wide open as people walked in and out of the house. It was even louder inside of the house. It was hot, sweaty, loud and it smelt of sweat, weed, and alcohol. "I'm gonna go get a drink" Steve said as he pressed a kiss to my cheek. I nodded as he walked off through the crowd. I mindlessly wondered around in the crowd of dancing teens trying to find someone I knew. I knew Liv would be here but I didn't want to talk to her now, so I decided to try and find Liam.
"Hey y/n!"
I turned around to see a very obviously drunk tommy h. "Where's you're faggot friends?!" He slurred, my blood boiled as I rolled my eyes. "You're such an asshole" I muttered before quickly turning around. "Seriously I don't know why you're friends with those fags you could easily be popular" I clenched my fists trying to control my anger. But that last comment just throw me over the edge. I swiftly turned around and knee'd him in the crotch. "Oh my god-" he groaned as he bent over clutching his groin. "Bitch! I was just trying to be nice you slut!" He shouted. I turned around on my heals and then quickly walked towards the kitchen. I spotted Steve talking to Nancy while he was pouring some punch into two cups. Once I made it over toward him I crossed my arms and leaned against the counter.
"What happened?" He asked not taking his eyes away from Nancy. "Tommy. I don't understand why you're even friends with him" i muttered "He's my best friend y/n" he said as he handed me a cup. "I know. I'm just saying he's an asshole" i grumbled. The lifted the cup up to my lips and let the red liquid slide down my throat. The punch was very obviously spiked. The liquor burned as i swollowed. Steve and I then walked away leaving Nancy by herself.
I spotted billy pushing himself through the crowd walking directly towards us. I groaned as I leaned myself against Steve. "We got ourselves a new keg king, harrington." Billy has a cigar placed in between his lips as he laughed.
"Yeah that's right!"
"Yeah eat it harrington"
Steve scowled, and took off his black sunglasses off. Billy then walked over towards me pushing a few strand of my hair back before pressing a kiss against the shell of my ear. I shifted uncomfortably towards Steve as billy walked alway. I then walked back towards the kitchen and began to scoop a bit more punch into my cup. "What's in this?" I heard Nancy ask "pure fuel! Pure fuel! Wooo!" A larger guy shouted. I practically gulped down the first glass before scooping some more into the cup and downing that one.
"Hey...Woah, Woah! Hey..Woah, Woah, Woah! Take it easy take it easy. Y/n, y/n, y/n.." Steve said. I turned towards him shrugging my shoulders "we're just being stupid teenagers from the night. Wasnt that the deal?" I said as I scooped some more into my cup. I downed it a few drops falling down my cheek. I whipped it away, and Steve then walked off rolling his eyes.
I leaned myself against the counter and scooped more into my cup. "Hey pretty girl!" I looked up to see billy walking towards me. I was already tipsy not drunk enough to do stupid shit, but still drunk. I groaned as I placed my cup down on the counter. Billy walked in front of me pinning me against the counter. His hands fell to my hips as he began to press his lips against my neck and cheeks. "Billy, stop" I muttered as I tried to push him off of me. "Please billy stop. I don't like this" I said tears building up in my eyes. "Awe you don't like this?!" He laughed as he pushed his lips against mine. I kept trying to get him off of me but it was no use. He pulled away from me and a few tears fell down my cheeks. "You're so pretty when you cry" he whispered as he leaned back in. "Stop please, stop" I cried against his lips.
"Hey buddy leave her alone" billy then pulled away from me turning around towards the voice (which belonged to liam.) I sighed relieved that someone had morals here. "What are you gonna do about it?" Billy laughed, liam rolled his eyes and said "come on y/n/n" I nodded pushing past billy. Liam wrapped his arms around my shoulder "are you alright?" He asked I nodded as I quickly grabbed another cup and scooping more into it. "How many of these have you had?" I shrugged my shoulders as I downed another. "Maybe you should slow down."
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As I walked back towards the punch bowl Steve grabbed my wrist. "No, no, no" I tried to pull away from his and slurred "get off."
"No you've had enough, okay?" I shook my head and wiggled my wrist out of his grip as he tried to pull me away. "Screw you!" I said as I started to walk back towards the bowl scooping a bit more into my cup. "Y/n, I'm serious. Hey. Hey. Hey. Stop. No, I'm serious" he said grabbing my wrist yet again. My face contorted into a frown as he tried to pull the cup out of my hand. "Put it down" he demanded "no!"
"Y/n, put it down!"
I shook my head again shouting "Steve! Stop!" He then accidentally let go letting the liquid spill all over the white shirt I was wearing. I gasped and everyone around us exclaimed "ohhh!" And laughed. My bottom lip wobbled as tears built up in my eyes. It was stupid to cry but I was drunk, and already so upset after everything that happened today. "What the hell?" I muttered as I pushed past steve towards the bathroom.
"Y/n" Steve said softly before following after me.
I pushed open the bathroom door, and Steve followed behind me closing the door. I pressed my hand against the cold counter, before grabbing a rag and turning on the water. I wet the rag underneath it. I knew it wouldnt come out it. Red almost never comes out of a white shirt. "Y/n I'm sorry" Steve said as a tear fell down my cheek. I rubbed at the shirt harshly but it was no use. "That's not coming off y/n" Steve said. I shook my head continuing to rub at the shirt. "It's coming" i slurred.
"Come on let me just take you home okay? Come here. Let me take you home. Come on" he said trying to grab the rag out of my hand. "You..you wanted this" i slurred "no I didn't want this. I told you to stop drinking" he said softly.
"It's bullshit. Bullshit" I repeat still trying to rub the red out of the shirt. "No, it's not bullshit. Okay?"
"Bullshit"
"No, it's not bullshit, y/n"
"No, you. You're..bullshit. This is bullshit" Steve's eyebrows furrowed together and his facial expression softened "wh-what?"
"This pretended you pretend like..like you love me" I stuttered. His eyebrows stayed furrowed together "you said it was okay" I shook my head "It makes me sad. You make it feel so real. I don't want..I don't want to pretend anymore" Steve sighed pressing his hand against his forehead "we don't have to do it anymore if you don't want to" he said. The words were about to fall out my mouth and I couldn't stop if. I tried to swallow then down but I just couldn't. "I-I love you but-" he cut me off his frown turning into a grin. His cheeks also turning a bright red. "You love me?" He laughed, "you're- you're making fun of me" I muttered. He chuckled and placed his hand on my cheek carressing it. "I'm not in just suprised"
He then pressed his lips against mine. It was real. A real kiss, Steve was kissing me and it wasn't just to make someone jealous. I wrapped my arms around Steve's neck kissing back. He lifted me up and placed me down on the counter.
He kissed down my neck mumbling "god I love you, I love you so much."
Four loud knocks on the door made both of us turn our heads towards the door. "Hey! Steve you still in here! I've gotta piss!"
Steve laughed before grabbing my hand helping me hop off of the counter. He opened the door and we both quickly walked out. Steve pulled me through the crowd and out the door towards his car. "Where are we going?" I asked as he helped me into his car. "Somewhere" he mumbled as he winked and buckled my seat belt. He slammed the door shut and sped walked around towards side.
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We pulled into an empty parking lot, and he helped over the console and into his lap. He instantly pressed his lips to mine. His hands settled on my hips groaping the skin there and on my thighs. My arms wrapped around his neck pulling and playing with his hair. "God!" He groaned against my lips as he grinds his hips against mine. I somehow ended up pushing against the steering wheel cause the car horn to honk. I pulled away letting out a giggle and burrowed my head into his neck pressing light kisses along it. He chuckled rubbing my back, I slowly trailed my lips back up until I was back at his lips. I smiled before pressing my lips against his. His hands settled back at my ass groping and pulling me closer to him. (if that was even possible.)
"God I love you so much Stevie" I mumbled against his lips, "I love you too so god damn much." He then trailed his lips down my cheek and then to my neck. He began to suck on a particular spot that made my eyes roll into the back of my head. He sucked a nice sized hickey before pulling away panting slightly.
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I still sat on Steve's lap, slowly dozing off against his chest. His arms rested around my waist pulling me closer to him. He pressed his lips against my forehead "what time were you supposed to be home?" He asked. I shrugged my shoulders "I don't even remember" he sighed before letting go "then we should start heading that way" he said. I nodded and crawled back over to the passenger side. He turned around digging through the clothes that we had thrown back there earlier. "Here you can wear mine" he said handing me the black shirt he was wearing since the one I did was practically ruined. I pulled the shirt over my head and the grabbed the skirt off of the floorboard and pulling it on. I looked over at the radio to see what time it was, it was two in the morning. I couldn't even remember what time he said I should've been home I just hoped it was way past two.
I leaned my face against the window. The glass cold against my cheek as I watched the trees rush by. My eyes slowly closed and opened, drifting in and out of sleep everytime Steve hit a bump in the road. I felt the car make a familiar turn, and the road became bumpy.
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hotmessteaparty · 1 year
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Tagged by the wonderful @insanityofvaas thank you sm much honey!
1. Are you named after anyone?
No not really, at least not my first name. My mother saw a movie though with a girl that had this name when pregnant with me and she named me after her. It's quite an unusual name where I live and I kinda like it. My second and third name are after my aunt and grandma
2. When was the last time you cried?
Yesterday lol
3. Do you have kids?
Hell no 😂 I hate most kids, only love my nieces and nephews and I'd never want some for myself
4. Do you sarcasm a lot?
Of course not. 😏
5. What's the first thing you notice about people?
How they look at me. Also how they are with their pets and children. Idk always feel like that says a lot about them
6. What's your eye color?
Brown
7. Scary movies or happy endings?
Hm a combination of both, but I'm growing more fond of really disturbing movies with gut wrenching endings. Idk feels often times more real than when everything suddenly turns out good.
8. Any special talents?
I'm kinda decent at drawing when I have the time. It's not that special though 😂
9. Where were you born?
In Bayern, Germany :)
10. What are your hobbies?
Drawing, writing, crocheting, reading, painting, watching movies/shows, basically everything that doesn't involve other people 😂 also taking care of animals. I'm a vet tech, so I bring home lots of wild injured animals from work, like crows, pidgeons, other little birds, a rat, you get the idea
11. Do you have any pets?
Well yeah, I do coincidentally 😂 I got 2 cats (actually 3 but one moved in with my parents) and two dogs
12. What sports do you play/have you played?
Not much really, I go to the gym and lift weights and that's about it. Got started with it again just recently actually after several years of not doing anything 😬
13. How tall are you?
1,65m idk how much that is in foot and I'm to lazy to Google it
14. Favorite subject in school?
Art and biology
15. Dream job?
I love being a vet tech and even though it's fucking hard, I wouldn't want it any other way. If that wouldn't work out I probably would like to be an author or writing scripts for movies
Feel free to ignore it when I tag you, or just answer what you like :) @jasonsnowwhitebrody @merryandrewsworld @littlemissawry
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devicam · 1 year
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One Bed
(Guys I just took a geometry test and guessed on everything HELPPPP T-T)
(Also give my boy Aether some love I love him so much, he's my favorite twin +totally also not the twin I picked hah what!?!+)
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Aether and you were travellers together, almost like siblings in a way. Though you wouldn't say you guys were siblings since many feelings floating in the air at times.
Spring was apon Teyvet, you and Aether decided to head down to Liyue to enjoy some scenery and visit an old friend. Passing by Wangshu Inn you looked around at the area laughing at the man still stuck on the rock.
You recall the day you had even encountered the poor guy.
"Aether look I found another chest" *woof* "Hm?"
Looking down you saw the most adorable looking creature. *woof woof* Smiliing widely you tackled the poor dog into the ground. "You're so cute!!" he licked your face and pranced around you wiht a doggy grin.
Aether found this adorable and took a picture with the kamera (unknown to you) smiling at his new addition to his collection. He helped you up as a voice called out from above.
You and Aether turned to see a man standing on a rock just watching in horror at the two of you. "Don't you see that creature!? How can you pet it?!" He cried.
Holding back a laugh you just asked him to come down but he wouldn't budge.
Seems even now he still refuses to come down. Aether only sighed chuckling to himself. It was getting late, and you two knew you would be getting to Liyue soon, after your short visit in Mondstadt you had set off at early dawn, but you and Aether were a little less then serious today.
Finally Rex Lapiz's statue stood proud and tall in view, this meant Liyue couldn't be far from now. Walking a bit further you reached the stone arch and took in the view of Liyue Harbor.
Aether headed down, you tailing behind him. "Hey are we gonna rest first before we go see Zhongli?" You asked your voice hoarse from all the yelling you did earlier.
Aether turned back and nodded. "Yeah, I'm beat too..." He said giving a closed eye sigh. Paimon at the moment was dead quiet too, hopefully asleep wherever she slept.
Renting an Inn you finally unlocked the door after several failed attempted (due to drownsiness) you and Aether giggled at your guys stupidity.
Taking in the room you were in, you noticed it only had one bed. Setting down your bad you coughed slightly and your face went a bit red. "I'm gonna go to the bathroom real quick!" You said leaving the room.
Aether already aware of the reason of your escape only laughed his face turning red aswell. He liked you a lot, but he didn't want his feelings getting in the way of his mission.
He had a sister to find for Archon's Sake, but his feelings for you, they were something he couldn't just turn off. After a few mintues you returned, your heartbeat finally calm.
Opening the door, you caught a glimps of an already sleeping figure on the bed. You smiled, your hearbeat quickening again. He looked so peaceful, he needed that in life.
Peace.
You slid yourself into the bed trying your best not to disturb him. Letting out a deep sigh you closed your eyes and tried to relax, but you felt something move agaisnt you.
Aether stirred in his sleep, his arm going over your waist and pulling you closer to him. Now your back against his chest, while his head was in your neck. He cuddled close to you, as if he were afraid to lose grip of you.
You smiled grabbing ahold of his hand intertwining them and closed your eyes, finally letting sleep consume you with a smile on your face.
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shadeedee · 1 year
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Sins of the father - A fic about SQ and Curtain, basically where the father/son problems first started with bit of a scary ending!
*Flashback* A young LD Curtain grunted, pushing a stroller along the grass. In the stroller sat a dark curly haired baby boy, beaming and babbling. Curtain stopped to chat to one of his employees, leaving the stroller behind him. “He’s adorable,” a lady said. Curtain looked at the baby. “Yes well uh, actually he’s not my real son. He’s my adoptive son. His father died a year ago. His name is Shepard,” he replied. Baby Shepard cooed. He tried to climb out of the stroller. Curtain huffed. “No. Back in. Come on. I told you this before,” he said. Annoyed, he went to stand with his workers. A while later, he went to return to the stroller, but it was gone. Shepard had gone with it. Curtain’s eyes widened. He frantically searched but couldn’t find any trace of it. “Shepard! For god sake! Where are you?” he called. Then, he heard a splash and a loud squeal. He rushed over to the sound. The stroller was tipped on it’s side, and baby Shepard had fallen into the river. Curtain gasped and dived in, his suit becoming soaking wet and his shoes filling with water. To his horror, the currents began taking baby Shepard downstream. “No! Stop! Stoooooop!” he cried. He swam fast to try and catch up to the baby. Shepard squealed and reached for his father. A few other people also dived in to help. Once Shepard was safely out of the river, Curtain was told off for his negligence. “Shame on you! You can’t take your eyes off your baby for that long! I suggest you hold onto him next time!” a woman yelled. *Flashback ends* SQ frowned. He had been scared of the water ever since. He only painted it now. He never went in. He wondered if his father let go of the stroller on purpose. He treated him so horribly, and was very narcissistic in his parenting. SQ entered his father’s office with his painting gear. Curtain was at his desk working. SQ took a breath, and went up to him. “Dad, you remember that time i fell in the river?” he asked. Curtain looked at him. “You were very little, SQ. I thought you were over that by now,” Curtain replied. “Well, i just, i just wondered, was it an accident?” SQ asked. Curtain frowned. “Of course it was an accident. I would never do what i think you’re implying,” he said. SQ nodded. “Okay. You’re right. I’m sorry,” he said. Curtain then got up and stood behind his son. SQ’s eyes widened. “To tell you the truth, that day i was rather stressed taking care of you. So, well, i thought taking you for a swim would fix things,” he said, sweetly. SQ breathed, heavily. “W, what does that mean, dad?” he stammered. Curtain pulled his son towards him when he tried to get away. “It means, i thought you could swim on your own, i was wrong. I wanted to teach you confidence. So, i let the stroller go. I saw you struggling to swim in the water, so i had to dive in and get you. It wasn’t pretty. My entire suit got soaked, as did my shoes. Then people told me what a terrible parent i was. They called me an unfit father. But, all i did was teach you how to swim. I mean, you almost managed to float on your back. I wanted to leave you until you floated at least. But you didn’t. That disappointed me. So i had to go in and get you,” he said, gripping SQ’s arm. Then he smiled and let go. “Come. Let’s go for a walk,” he said. After a bit of walking, they stopped at a river surrounded by bush. SQ trembled. The area looked rough, too. It wasn’t nice at all. “What are we doing here, dad?” he asked. Curtain happily kicked at the leaves on the ground. “Oh, i just wanted to spend some time with my son,” he said. SQ was worried now. His dad never spent any time with him. Now all of a sudden he had taken him to this disturbing place and insisted on spending time with him? It didn’t make any sense. Curtain looked at the river, and his face suddenly turned serious. “You want to jump in, son? Hm? Want to swim with the fishes?” he asked. SQ began to back away. Curtain followed him. “Where are you going? You haven’t had your swimming lesson, son. Time to start. Come on. And you have to float this time. Because, we all float son. They all do.”
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neonpigeons · 3 years
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keep thinking "why the fuck do I feel so bad" and then I remember I was literally in a car accident 12 hours ago
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