#okay i'm not a ✨writer✨ so it takes me a little bit so actually get some words out -- thank you for the ask! i hope you don't hate it! lol

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Brothers, Boyfriends, and Betrayal

Summary: Jack Perry’s sister starts traveling with him, and gets very close with Hook. With the Forbidden Doors pay-per-view coming up, what could go wrong?

Warnings: Angst, cussing, violence, blood, fights, a whole lot of family drama, more angst, fluff, lil bit of spice

A/N: Writers block kicked my ass while trying to write this, but I finally got it done🥳 There will be a part 2 to this imagine as well🤍 As always, a super special thanks to my bestie @99hook 💛✨ I wouldn’t be here posting my fics if it wasn’t for you bestie, I love you so much!!!!!!!🥰🤍🤍 I hope all of you enjoy this story, I love you all so much and I appreciate you all for reading🧡🧡

"Are you excited for tonight?" Y/N asks her brother with a grin.

Jack smiles back at his little sister and nods. "You know I am! And I'm excited you get to be here"

Jack always enjoyed it when his sister was able to come to watch him wrestle, and with her in college, it had made it even less often. But she had just graduated.

Jack offered for her to travel with him, and she immediately accepted. She had loved wrestling ever since she was a kid, just like Jack. But she never wanted to be a wrestler, she wanted to be an interviewer. So being around the business she hoped to work in made her so excited.

"I gotta go talk to TK real quick. Would you be okay to wait for me here? If not, you can come with if you'd like" Jack offers.

Y/N smiles up at him. "I'm okay to wait here"

Jack nods and walks off.

Y/N leans against the wall next to Jack's dressing room and sighs. She could go in, but that'd be boring. Here she could look around and take everything in.

"Hey, is Jack here?"

Y/N jumps at a sudden voice behind her. She turns and is met with the very handsome man that she knows as Hook. "No, he's not. He should be back soon though. He's just talking to TK"

Hook nods and leans against the wall next to her.

They stand in silence for a few minutes, with Y/N nervously rocking back and forth on her heels.

"You're Y/N, right? His sister?" Hook asks.

She looks over at him again and nods. "Yeah, that's me"

Hook nods. "He talks about you a lot"

This makes Y/N smile. "That's sweet. Good things I hope"

Hook smirks, choosing to tease her. "Mostly"

She raises an eyebrow. "Excuse me?"

Hook lets out a chuckle. "I'm just messing with you"

"Hmm" Y/N hums. "I don't believe you"

"Anyways" Hook decides to change the subject. "You're in college, right?"

Y/N shakes her head. "Just graduated actually"

"Congrats" Hook replies, a rare smile on his handsome face. “What do you wanna do?"

"I wanna work here actually. As an interviewer or something like that" Y/N answers.

"You'd be good at that" Hook smiles. "And I wouldn't mind seeing your pretty face around here more"

Y/N's face turns pink, making Hook's smile grow.

But before either of them can say anything else Jack walks back over.

Hook was only half listening to what Jack was saying, as most of his attention was being directed towards his sister.

Hook knew it wasn't right, but hey, he just thought she was pretty. Well, not pretty. More like gorgeous-

He blinks rapidly as he tries to zone back into the conversation and turn off his wandering thoughts.

It had been a month since Y/N started traveling with Jack, and it was the best month of her life. She had so many new friends, and she got to spend so much more time with her brother.

And Hook was there.

Hook always made sure to at least say hello every night, but more often than not they ended up talking for as long as they could before one of them was pulled away to do something.

A couple of nights Hook had offered to drive her home when Jack needed to head back to the hotel early, and one of those nights they ended up falling asleep in the car park after just sitting and talking for hours.

Jack wasn't very happy the next morning, so Hook and Y/N made up a lie about the car breaking down and them not wanting to wake him up.

It wasn't like they were doing anything wrong; they were just talking.

Until they weren't.

“Hey Ty!" Y/N smiles, eager to congratulate him for the match he just won. But she frowns when he brushes past her and stomps down the halls.

"Tyler?" She asks softly, quickly rushing to follow him.

"Just leave me alone right now Y/N" Hook huffs, walking faster as he hears her heels catching up with him.

"No! I'm not gonna leave you alone while you're upset Tyler" she insists, struggling to keep up with him.

She cusses herself out in her head for choosing tonight to try and break in these new heels.

She lets out a little yelp when she loses her footing and twists her ankle.

Hook immediately stops and turns around, seeing her leaned against the wall with one foot lifted.

He sighs, before walking over to her. "You gotta be more careful Y/N"

She smiles as Hook picks her up bridal style. "Well, if I had known I'd need to chase you down the hallways tonight I wouldn't have worn these shoes. Next time give me a heads up"

Hook can't help but chuckle as he sits her down on an empty crate in an empty room.

"Why are we in a creepy room?" Y/N asks as Hook looks at her ankle.

"Because me and your brother both have people who don't like us running around here" Hook answers.

He lightly turns her ankle, which makes her wince. "Sorry"

"It's okay" she answers, and reaches to start playing with his hair.

Hook smiles and leans into her touch, before standing back up to be at eye level with her.

He places his hands on the crate on either side of her legs. "I think you just twisted it. I could wrap it for you if you want, just in case. And maybe try not wearing heels"

"Sure" she answers simply, her pulse-raising at the position she and Hook are in.

Hook seems to finally realize it too, and he feels his heart rate rise as well.

He goes to pull back, but Y/N places her hands on his so he can't.

"Y/N, this isn't a good idea" he says softly.

Y/N frowns, but nods and lets him go. "You're right. I'm sorry"

But her eyes widen when his hands move to hold her waist.

"I said it wasn't a good idea. That doesn't mean I don't like the idea" he smirks, and Y/N smiles back.

"I just want to be sure you want this. Want me" Hook clarifies.

Y/N's smile just grows, and she wraps her arms around his neck to pull him closer to her. "Of course I want you, Tyler. More than anything"

And with that, their lips meet in a sweet kiss.

They pull away after a few seconds, and Hook moves his hands down to grip her hips as Y/N runs her fingers up and down his arms.

She wraps her legs around his waist and pulls him closer to her.

She kisses him again, and when she pulls away she bites softly on his bottom lip, pulling on it before letting go.

Hook smirks at her and lets his kisses trail down her neck.

"Wanna tell me what made you so mad?" Y/N asks.

"I don't really wanna think about anything but this gorgeous girl in front of me" Hook answers.

Y/N smirks, and uses her finger to lift his chin so he's looking at her. "Well this gorgeous girl is gonna have to implement a no-touching policy until you tell her"

Hook's eyes widen, and a pout forms on his lips.

Y/N simply leans up and pecks his pouty lip. "Starting in 10, 9,"

"Fine" Hook relents. "It's just, earlier tonight the guy I fought and his friend were talking about you and I overheard. They were saying all these things about you, and about how they were gonna see who could get into your pants first and stuff like that"

"Hmm" Y/N hums. "I guess you win that bet then"

Hook laughs. "I'm trying to be serious Y/N. It pissed me off"

Y/N smiles and begins trailing kisses down his neck. "Well, thank you for telling me. Now, how about a reward?"

Y/N had begun to help out backstage, and in that time had impressed Tony Khan.

He liked and respected her work ethic; she wasn't even employed, she was just a guest, but she was running around with the backstage crew helping at any chance she got.

So Tony ran the idea for her to start appearing on TV by them after Jack told him what she hoped to do. He said it'd be kind of like a trial run, and Y/N couldn't be more excited to do so.

And she couldn't have been more thankful it happened when it did; because as they walked out of Tony's office they saw LFI coming out during Hook's segment on a monitor.

"Y/N!" Jack exclaims as she takes off towards the guerrilla.

But she doesn't listen, and she runs out as the sound crew scrambles to play Jack's music.

"Oh! That's Jack Perry's sister!" Taz exclaims as Y/N takes off down the ramp.

She jumps into the ring as Preston and Dralístico jump out to confront Jack, who ran out behind her with a chair in his hands.

"Ty?" She says softly, kneeling next to him.

He pulls himself up to his feet, as Y/N tries to help him.

"I'm fine baby" he says, before placing his hands on her shoulders and looking directly into her eyes. "You should have never come out here. It's dangerous. They could have attacked you"

"I don't care about that! I care about you!" She exclaims over the crowd's cheers, and Hook would never admit it, but he felt a warmth in his chest at that.

But they're pulled out of their moment when José rolls into the ring to get away from Jack.

Hook gently pushes Y/N into the corner before staring José down.

José goes to punch Hook, but Hook grabs him and hits him with a T-Bone.

Y/N cheers as Jack slides into the ring and rushes over to her. "Y/N! You can't do that! You gotta be careful, okay?"

"I'm sorry I scared you" Y/N says. "But Hook's my friend! And yours!"

"I know that. I was planning on coming out here as soon as we saw it on the monitor. But you're not a wrestler" Jack retorts.

"Hey, it all worked out" Hook says, trying to stop them from arguing.

Jack takes a deep breath before he nods and the two men fist bump, making the crowd pop.

Hook glances over at Y/N and flashes her a smirk, and she sends him back a wink.

Y/N coming out to defend him had gotten Hook a little more than worked up, and he just hoped it wasn't too obvious to the people watching.

The next week on Dynamite Hook and Jack were fighting Vance and Dralístico in a Texas tornado match.

They were all currently in Hook’s dressing room finishing up a strategy talk.

"Listen Y/N, if you're gonna come out with us you cannot interfere" Jack says sternly.

"I understand" Y/N says softly, but Hook, who was sitting on the couch behind them can't help but smirk at Y/N's crossed fingers that she was hiding behind her back.

Jack nods. "Okay, I'm gonna head to my dressing room and get ready. Meet me at the guerrilla?"

Hook nods, and Jack leaves.

Hook stands up, and Y/N smirks when he wraps his hand around her crossed fingers. His other arm snakes around her waist and he pulls her flush against his chest.

He leans down and breathes into her ear. "You wanna talk about this?"

"What about it?" Y/N asks with fake innocence.

"You don't need to get involved" Hook replies.

"I'm not promising anything" Y/N says stubbornly.

He turns her around to face him and leans his forehead against hers. "I need you to be safe mamas. I can't focus if I need to worry about protecting you"

Y/N lets out a sigh as his hands hold onto her hips, and she doesn't miss the way they nervously grip onto her. "I promise not to get involved unless one of you is about to get hurt very badly. How's that?"

Hook huffs. "I'm not happy about it. But I know it's probably the best I'm gonna get so I'll take it"

Y/N smiles and wraps her arms around his neck before pulling him down into a kiss.

Y/N had been standing at ringside the whole time, and she felt like her heart was going to explode from how fast it was racing.

Hook was covered in blood, but at the same time he still looked so damn good. She had to stop her mind from wandering to places it had no business going to at the current moment.

But as Vance wrapped a chain around Hook's neck, the only thing she could think about was how much pain Hook must be in.

She ran around the ring to grab a steel chair, and ignored her brother yelling at her as she rolled into the ring.

She ran over and slammed Vance as hard as she possibly could in the head with the chair before he could throw Hook off the apron and into a table.

This causes Vance to let Hook go as he tries to stop himself from falling, and Hook takes the opportunity to grab him and T-Bone him off the apron and through the table.

Y/N lets out a yell as she watches, and goes to jump down to him when she feels a hand grab her arm.

She whips around and is met with Dralístico screaming in her face.

But Jack runs up behind him and yanks him away from Y/N.

Jack DDTs Dralístico onto a chair and covers him, but José runs over and kicks Jack in the head to break up the pin.

Y/N kneels next to Jack, who's holding onto his head.

She looks up at José with a glare when he throws his shirt at her and Jack.

Jack pushes her behind him as he gets to his feet and glares at José with a chair tight in his hand.

But a smirk grows across Y/N's face when Hook climbs back in the ring and sneaks up behind José.

Hook locks José in the redrum as Dralístico rolls back in the ring and charges at Jack.

Jack trips him and jumps onto his back, locking him in the snare trap.

Dralístico reaches for the chair Jack dropped, but Y/N runs over and kicks it away from him. So with nowhere left to go, Dralístico frantically taps.

Y/N cheers, and when Jack stands back up she pulls him into a hug.

Hook walks over and pats Jack on the shoulder.

Y/N pulls away and scans both of them. "Are you guys okay?!"

"We're fine, don't worry" Jack answers, and Y/N swats at his arm when he ruffles her hair.

The referee comes over, and Y/N backs away as he holds Jack and Hook's hands up in celebration.

Hook peers over at Y/N, wanting nothing more than to grab her and kiss her.

Y/N just waves at him with a smirk, knowing exactly what he's thinking.

Y/N and Hook probably should have known it simply wasn't possible to keep their relationship a secret from Jack forever.

But they never thought it'd play out the way it did.

It was the night of the Forbidden Doors pay-per-view, and Jack was hyped for his fight.

Y/N had hopped in the shower quickly while Jack was getting ready.

But while she was in the shower her phone went off.

Jack picked it up and was on his way to let Y/N know she'd gotten a text when the name of the sender caught his attention. It was Hook.

But what really caught his attention was the phrase 'I love you' that was included.

Hey babygirl, I know you're busy getting ready right now. I just wanted to say I love you, and I can't wait to go out tonight after the show❤️

Jack's eyes couldn't have gotten anymore wide, but when he heard the shower turn off he simply put the phone back where it was and sat down on the couch.

Y/N walked out minutes later in her new black dress and freshly blow-dried hair. "What do you think?"

Jack smiles. "You look nice sis"

"Thanks" she grins, before sitting down at the desk table to do her makeup.

Jack has to hold in a scoff when her smile widens as she looks at her phone.

"Come on Jack!" Y/N tries to rally Jack from ringside.

She didn't know what was going on with Jack tonight, he seemed so distracted.

Hook stood next to her, wondering the same thing. He leaned down to speak in her ear, so she'd be able to hear him over the crowd. "What's going on with him?"

"I don't know" she answers, but when she looks back up Jack is looking at them instead of Sanada, who took this opportunity to attack him.

"NO!" Y/N screamed, but it was too late, and Jack was pinned.

Y/N sighs, and Hook helps her onto the apron before jumping up himself.

He puts his foot on the rope so it's easier for her to get in, and the two of them walk over to Jack.

Jack doesn't say anything as Y/N kneels down to pull him into a hug. "I'm sorry Jack. But it's okay! You'll kick his ass next time!"

Jack hugs her back. "Thanks sis..."

Y/N and Hook help him up, and they make their way back up the ramp.

But Y/N doesn't even realize what's happening before Jack has attacked Hook.

Y/N lets out a surprised yell when Hook hits the ground. "Tyler!"

But Jack lightly pushes her back, before leaning down to yell at Hook. "You think it's okay to sneak around with my sister?!"

Y/N's eyes widen. "J-Jack! It's not like that! Please! Don't do this! Just let me explain!"

"No Y/N! He's supposed to be my best friend but he's been sneaking around with you for who knows how long!" Jack yells.

"We're not just sneaking around! We're together! I love him! Come on Jack. Please, this isn't how to handle this. We hurt you by not telling you. I understand that, and I'm so sorry. But this is exactly why we didn't! We were afraid of how you'd react!"

Jack just huffs and goes stomping towards the tunnels.

"Jack!" Y/N exclaims, chasing after him.

"Are you coming with me or not?" Jack's tone is much calmer as he stares at Y/N expectingly.

"I- Jack, you hurt him! I can't just leave him! I love him! I- I love you both!" Y/N exclaims exasperatedly.

"Fine then" Jack snaps, turning to leave.

"No! Please Jack!" Jack yanks his arm out of her grip as she cries. "Jack!"

Y/N cries harder as she watches him stomp away.

Y/N is snapped out of her head when Taz runs by her to get to Hook.

Y/N whips around and sees Taz helping Hook up, who is trying to get to her.

She rushes over and takes Hook's outstretched hand. "I'm here Tyler. I'm here"

Hook pulls away from his dad and pulls Y/N into a tight hug.

Y/N hugs him around his torso as he holds her head against his chest.

"You need to get checked out by the medics Ty" Y/N says.

"I love you" Hook whispers into her ear.

Y/N smiles and nuzzles into him more. "I love you too"

"Let's move this love fest to the medic's office you two" Taz smiles.

Y/N pulls back from Hook and smiles up at him. "I couldn't agree more"

"I'm fine" Hook insists. "I just wanna head back to the hotel"

"He hit you in the throat and you fell back on your head" Taz argues.

Y/N pouts when she can tell Hook isn't budging. "Please honey? Then we can go back to the hotel together"

Hook stares into her eyes for a moment before reluctantly nodding with a sigh, and they all walk out together as the crowd cheers for them.

They head straight back to the trainer's room, and Taz and Y/N sit down in chairs as Hook gets checked out.

Y/N's knee can't stop bouncing, and she's biting her nails as her thoughts won't stop racing.

"Are you ok hon?" Taz asks after a few seconds of silence.

"Y-Yeah" Y/N brushes off his concern. "I'm fine"

Taz just raises an eyebrow at her, and she shrinks under his gaze. "I just... I feel like this is all my fault.."

"Get that thought outta your head. Jack did what he did because he wanted to" Taz comforts, putting his hand on her shoulder.

"I guess so" she mumbles.

Taz frowns at the downhearted look on her face and leans over to pull her into a side hug.

She leans against his side, doing her best to not start crying.

Then Hook walks over. “They said I’m fine. Wanna head back to the hotel baby?”

Y/N nods as she and Taz stand up.

Taz hugs Y/N, and pats Hook on the shoulder. “Everything’s gonna be okay you two. It’ll work out once Jack calms down”

That never happened.

Here they were a week later and Y/N nor Hook had heard a word from Jack.

Which was why Y/N was curled up against Hook’s side, trying not to cry again.

“It’s okay mamas” he breathes into her ear, rubbing his hand up and down her back. “He’ll come around eventually”

“I’ve never gone this long without talking to him” Y/N sniffles.

“I’m sorry” Hook replies, and leans down to kiss her head.

“It’s not your fault. I should have just told him” Y/N wipes her eyes.

“We should have told him. It’s not all on you Y/N” Hook corrects, making her smile up at him.

Then her phone dings, and she pulls away to pick it up.

Hey Y/N. I’m sorry I haven’t responded to you at all for so long. Could we meet up somewhere for lunch?

“He texted me!” Y/N grins. “He wants to meet for lunch”

Hook grins back, relieved that Y/N was so happy. “That’s great mamas” he says before pecking her lips.

She hops up off the couch and runs to get ready, and Hook just watches her with an adoring smile.

Lunch was awkward, to say the least.

The two siblings just sat and stared at the ground for a little while, before Jack decided to speak up. “So, how long have you and Hook been together?”

“We got together about a month after I started traveling with you” Y/N answers honestly.

Jack just nods, tapping his fingers on the table.

“I know you’re mad, and I understand that. But we didn’t mean to hurt you. We love each other Jack” Y/N says.

“If that’s all true why’d you keep it from me?” Jacks asks.

“Because we were scared of how you’d react” Y/N quickly retorts. “And clearly we weren’t wrong to worry”

Jack huffs and rolls his eyes before standing up. “I gotta go to the bathroom”

Y/N watches him walk away with an annoyed expression.

This whole situation wasn’t adding up for her. She had done plenty of stuff that Jack didn’t like, and he’d never acted like this. And the way her explaining everything to him didn’t even make him budge was unlike him.

Which is what prompted her to pick up his phone that he left on the table and open it.

She scrolled through his contacts and stopped on the contact of his best friend. Y/N knew Jack told him everything.

She looks through their messages, and she can feel her blood boiling at what she reads.

It’s the perfect cover dude. I was always gonna betray Hook at Forbidden Door, but I just happened to see a text he sent Y/N that night. Now the fans will feel bad for me, and they won’t turn on me.

She quickly takes a screenshot and sends it to herself before a voice snaps her out of her head. “Why are you on my phone?”

Y/N abruptly stands up and turns to face him with a furious glare. “Because I’m related to you, so I must have at least a little sneak in me”

She shoves the phone into his chest. “You’re a no good, lying bastard! You tried to use me so the fans wouldn’t hate you for what you did?!”

“S-Sis…” Jack stumbles over his words.

Y/N feels her skin burning in anger. “Fuck you”

She whips around and storms out of the restaurant in a huff, as Jack follows behind her.

“You don’t wanna talk to me?! Fine! Maybe you’ll wanna talk to me after I take that championship from your pathetic fuck budd-“

Y/N cuts him off by whipping around and slapping him as hard as she can in the face.

He stumbles away from her with wide eyes as she rips her bracelet off her wrist.

She and Jack had gotten matching bracelets on vacation when they were little, and neither one of them had ever taken them off.

So for a moment, Jack regretted his whole crazy scheme as he watched her throw it on the ground and turn away from him with tears in her eyes.

He kneeled down and picked the bracelet up, and let out a sad chuckle at the silly little turtle charm. He quickly wipes his eyes before standing back up with it tight in his grip.

Meanwhile, Y/N had taken off as fast as she could down the street and towards the hotel.

She was doing her best not to cry as she walked through the lobby and got on the elevator.

She rushed out once it got to her floor, and practically sprinted down the hall towards her room.

Towards Hook.

She knocked on the door, and as soon as it opened she threw herself into his arms.

Hook immediately wraps his arms around her and guides her to sit down on the bed. “What happened babygirl?”

“He’s a liar!” She cries, burying her head in his chest. “He was always going to do that to you! It was just a coincidence that he found out about us that night! And he decided to use it as a c-cover so the fans wouldn’t turn on him”

Hook doesn’t say anything, but Y/N can feel the way his body tenses and his grip on her tightens.

Y/N looks up at him, and his face is stone cold.

She pulls away and leans her forehead against his. “I’m sorry... I’m so sorry he did this”

He places his hands on her waist and pulls her onto his lap. “Don’t apologize. None of this was your fault mamas”

“What are you gonna do? He.. he said he was going to take the title from you” Y/N mumbles nervously.

“Don’t you worry your pretty little head about that” Hook replies, kissing her on the temple. “I’ll deal with him. I’ll deal with him really fucking soon”

"Let me come out there with you"

"Absolutely not" Hook says sternly, not looking away from the monitor.

It was the first dynamite after Forbidden Door, and Jack was currently out in the ring talking about everything that happened.

Hook was standing up, staring into the screen, and Y/N was convinced Jack must feel it through the screen from the intensity of Hook's glare.

On the contrary, Y/N didn't even want to look at the screen. Nor did she want to hear his voice, but that was kind of impossible with Hook listening to each cruel word intently.

Y/N and Jack had gotten into a fight on twitter a few days prior. Jack had tried to message Y/N, but she blocked his phone number. So Jack took to twitter to whine, and Y/N replied with a long and angry tweet exposing every one of Jack's lies.

So with the truth out, it seemed Jack fully succumbed to a new heel persona that Y/N couldn't even recognize.

Her own brother was standing in the ring, saying terrible things about the man she loved. She couldn't understand how they'd gotten to this point.

They used to be best friends, an inseparable pair. You could never find one without the other. But now they didn't even want to be in the same building.

But they had to be for work.

"Tyler, I don't want you going out there alone" Y/N insists, walking over to wrap her arms around him from behind.

Hook places his hands on her's, and leans back into her embrace. "I can't focus if I'm worried about you getting hurt mamas"

Y/N felt her heart crack a little at the familiar words. Hook was referring to Jack like he was some unpredictable enemy. But sadly, at this point: he was. "He wouldn't hurt me"

Hook looks down at her hands that are gripping onto him, and lets out a breath. "I don't know that anymore"

Y/N just leans her head down against his back in defeat, and tears gather in her eyes "He wouldn't..."

Hook turns to face her, and holds her tight. "I'll handle him, don't worry"

Y/N takes a deep breath, trying to compose herself before pulling away from him. "You should head out there"

"Are you gonna be okay?" Hook asks, placing his hand against her cheek and wiping away a tear.

She nods and flashes him a smile that doesn't reach her eyes.

Hook places a lingering kiss on her head, before looking down to gaze into her eyes. "I'll be back before you know it"

With that, he leaves one last kiss on her lips and leaves the room.

Y/N watches as he leaves, before sitting down on the couch. She stares at the screen, waiting for Hook to storm out.

She sniffles as she stares at Jack, and does her best to stop the tears from falling as she listens to his words.

She just hoped this would all be over soon.

“Are you okay Y/N?”

Y/N turns from watching Hook warming up to weakly smile at Taz.

It was finally the day: the day Hook defended the FTW title against Jack.

She could feel her stomach twisting into knots at the very thought, but she had to just push those feelings down.

It was happening in less than half an hour, and she had to be ready.

“I’m all good Taz” she smiles.

But Taz just raises an eyebrow at her and crosses his arms. He had been able to duck off the commentary table during a commercial break, and he didn’t have time for her deflections. “I know you’re not hon”

She just stares at him for a few seconds. “I have to be. This isn’t about me or my feelings”

“Supporting Tyler doesn’t mean that you can’t be sad about this. If you were actually fine right now I’d think you were a robot” Taz replies. “All I’m saying is, be easy on yourself. Don’t beat yourself up for still caring about Jack”

And with that he turns to Hook, and they start talking as Taz’s words circle in Y/N’s mind.

She didn’t even notice when Taz walked away, and was only brought out of her head when Hook slipped his arms around her waist. “Remember what I said mamas. I can’t focus and be worried about you. Please let me handle him”

“I will” Y/N whispered back, but with her fingers crossed at her side.

It took all of the willpower Y/N had to not run over when Jack had Hook set up for a draping DDT, and when he hit it she couldn’t stop the small cry from escaping her lips as she watched Hook’s head hit the ground.

Y/N immediately ran over to Hook as Jack rolled into the ring in hopes of a count-out victory.

“Baby, are you ok?” Y/N has to do her best from hopping in the ring and attacking Jack when the only answer she gets from Hook is a moan of pain.

She places her hands on his back and gently rubs up and down in an attempt to pull him back to his senses, as the numbers yelled by the ref ring in the couple’s ears.

“Help me up” Hook breathes out, struggling to pull himself up.

“Tyler” Y/N mumbles, hesitation clear in her tone. She was clearly worried about him continuing with his injuries.

“I’m not letting him win” Hook fumes. “Help me Y/N, please”

Her eyes flicker from him to the ref, and as he calls seven Y/N wraps her arms around Hook and hauls him to his feet.

She pushes him into the ring right before the ref got to ten, much to Jack’s chagrin.

Y/N watches with scared eyes as Jack starts tauntingly kicking Hook in the face.

Y/N can see the fury in Hook’s eyes, and she lets out a little smile when he gets to his feet and swings at Jack.

Jack avoids it and tries to grab Hook for a suplex, but Hook elbows him and breaks out of his grasp.

But Jack grabs him again and hits Hook with a German suplex.

He looks over to his sister with a smirk, which quickly changes to confusion when he sees the smirk on her face.

Hook had gotten right back on his feet, and Y/N couldn’t be prouder of him.

Jack whips around and tries to hit Hook, but Hook dodges him.

Jack tries to kick Hook next, but Hook catches him and turns him around before grabbing him around the waist.

Y/N cheers as Hook hits him with a northern lights suplex.

Jack kicks out right before the three count, but Hook maintains the waistlock.

He pulls Jack up and hits him with another northern lights suplex. But once again, Jack kicks out.

Y/N just cheers as she realizes Hook still has the waistlock on Jack, and she can’t stop herself from grinning when Hook starts another suplex.

But her grin drops when Jack grabs onto the ref, and while he’s distracted kicks Hook with a low blow.

Y/N can barely watch as Hook tries to pull himself up, and Jack runs and bounces off the ropes before hitting Hook with an elbow strike in the back of the head.

Jack rolls Hook over for the cover, and Y/N can tell that Hook is dazed.

“KICK OUT BABY!” Y/N screams. It’s like her voice breaks the daze he was in, as he immediately kicks out upon hearing her.

She lets out a relieved breath, and avoids eye contact with Jack who was sending her a nasty glare.

Y/N raises an eyebrow as Jack rolls out of the ring, but her eyes widen when he grabs the FTW title.

She runs over and grabs the other end of it.

They glare at each other, and each one is trying to yank the title out of the other’s grasp.

“You know you can’t win on your own!” Y/N yells. “You’ve been cheating this whole damn time because you know you’re just not as good as him!”

Her words seem to just make Jack angrier. He finally wins their tug-of-war and jumps back in the ring before she has the opportunity to grab the belt again.

Hook catches Jack when he tries to hit him, but Jack pulls them backward and they crash into the ring post with the ref.

Y/N’s eyes widen as the ref crumbles to the ground, and she feels the anxiety building in her.

Y/N reaches into the ring and tries to shake the ref awake as Hook hits Jack with a suplex.

Hook covers Jack, but looks up when he doesn’t hear the ref hitting the mat.

He sees Y/N climbing into the ring, trying to get the ref up, and walks over to help.

The ref starts to get back to his feet with Y/N’s help, so Hook turns to face Jack.

But Y/N’s eyes widen when she realizes Jack has the belt.

She lets go of the ref and runs over to push Hook out of the way just before Jack hits him, and the belt collides with her side at full force instead.

She falls to the ground in pain, clutching her side.

Hook doesn’t care about anything in that moment except for Y/N, and he takes his eyes off of Jack to run to her.

And Jack draws his final line in the sand as he uses his sister a final time.

Instead of helping her, Jack uses her injury distracting Hook to hit him in the face with the belt.

Y/N is able to zone back in just in time to register the third hit on the mat and the bell signaling the end of the match.

She just watches with tears welling in her eyes as Jack grabs the title and stands on the ropes to show it off.

Y/N pulls herself up, trying to ignore the pain in her side to make sure Hook is okay.

But Jack hops back down and smirks at her. “What’d I tell you sis? You should know better than to be with a loser like him”

But his cocky demeanor instantly drops when she counters with four simple, but gut-wrenching and powerful words.

“You’re just like Christian.”

It came out as barely a whisper, but to Jack, it was like a gunshot ringing through his ears.

After that, Y/N didn’t even spare him a second glance as she checked on Hook.

“Baby?” She softly calls, running her hands through his hair with the hand not clutching her side.

Hook stirs after a moment, and his eyes widen as he comes back to his senses.

He quickly pulls himself up, and ignores Y/N’s insisting on him to take it easy. “Are you okay?”

She nods, but Hook doesn’t miss the way she’s holding onto her side, and the pain clear in her glassy eyes.

The two lock eye contact for a moment, before leaning against one another in an attempt at comfort.

Hook places a kiss on her head, as sadness courses through both of their veins.

This was one of the worst days of both of their lives, but at least they had each other.

Despite everything that had just happened, they wouldn’t go back and change a single thing. Because everything that had happened is what brought them together.

As long as they could lean on each other, they’d always be able to get back up.

#aew #aew fanfiction #aew hook #aew hook x reader #aew x reader #hook aew #hook aew x reader #hook imagine #hook x reader #send hook #tyler senerchia

[damascus-crowned-king]

Um excuse me..

Pookie Can I please request Sam and darlin being parents to Fred and bright eyes 🥺

You got it stink 🫦

No warnings other than some potty language

Sorry if this kinda sucks I'm a shit writer 😬

Also pls don't get on my ass for taking so long to write this school and work has been kicking my ass also I have a habit with procrastinating so sorry about that

✨Anyways!✨

Please enjoy this this Sam/Darlin AKA Tanker/Fred/Bright Eyes fic 😌

P.S thank you for @annahhopee for proofreading this! 💛 She's pretty cool

They knew Bright Eyes were right behind them. Tanker didn't need to be a vampire to sense them. They were trying to suppress and muffle their aura but even then, Tanker could sense them. Still. 

That didn't stop Bright Eyes from trying to perform a sneak "attack" on them while they were sitting on the couch. (they weren't very sneaky and they could barely put a scratch on Tanker no matter how hard they try) just a little bit closer and they could pounce on them! 

"Bright, what the hell are you doing?" 

Fred was…confused to say the least. His progeny/best friend was attempting to sneak up and do… whatever they were trying to do… to his maker's mate. 

"God damnit, Fred! I almost had them!" Snorts "Yeahhhhh, no you didn't, Bright. I can sense you miles away." Bright Eyes sat on the couch and let out a dramatic, offended gasp. "Bullshit! No you can't!" 

"What are you three arguing about again?" Sam had walked in with the rest of the groceries… confused to say the least. "Woah! Woah! Woah! Whoa! I'm not part of whatever these two got going on. That's a… 'them' situation." "Okay then… What are you two arguing about?" Sam gestured between Bright Eyes and his mate. 

"Bright Eyes seems to think that I couldn't sense them when they were trying to 'sneak attack' me." "Which you couldn't!" Bright Eyes retorted quickly. "Uhh, no offense, Bright but you could probably be pushing 70 and still couldn't sneak up on 'em." "Yeahhh… I'm gonna have to agree with Sam here, Bright. You could probably be a stealth and still couldn't sneak up on them." "I can confirm. I've sensed Milo's mate multiple times." "You guys are some haters…" Bright Eyes was full-on pouting at this point. I mean how could they not? They were getting ganged up on for God sake!

"C'mon, Bright. Don't take it personally. If it makes you feel better, you could definitely sneak up and scare the shit out of Milo." "Everyone can scare the shit out of Milo, darlin. It's not exactly hard to do." "Wow, you guys! this is making me feel sooo much better." Sam put the groceries on the floor before sitting on the arm of the couch. "If it actually makes you feel better, I bought ingredients for pecan pie. All I need is a helping hand to put away all these groceries and I can get started on making it."

Bright Eyes squealed and raised their hand excitedly. "I volunteer to help make the pie, but not put away the groceries." Fred reluctantly spoke up. "I guess I'll volunteer to help put away groceries." "Which means I get to lay my ass down on the cou-"

"Oh, no you don't, darlin. You are going to help me and Bright make this pie." "Nooo…" "c'mon. Get yer ass up and help us." Tanker reluctantly got up and walked towards the kitchen with Fred, Sam and Bright Eyes. Not exactly too stoked that they had to do stuff.

After what seemed like years in Tanker's mind but was probably only 3 hours at most, the groceries were put up and the pie was finished. "Oh, thank God it's over." "Oh don't be so dramatic, darlin. You're fine." "Yeah! I bet you even had fun! Admit it!" Bright Eyes said whilst poking Tanker's face, trying to get them to smile. "Fat chance, kid." Fred giggles and softly smiles at them. "You don't have to say anything Tanker. We already know you have a secret soft spot for us!" "Yeah, yeah. Laugh it up you two. Fuckin' brats..." "Yeah but we're your brats! Which means you legally have to deal with us, so you can suck it!" Bright Eyes exclaimed, pulling Tanker and Fred towards them and hugging them both tightly.

Sam smiled at his family, feeling content and happy that his loved ones were bonding before Bright Eyes had piped up. "Get over here, old man! We're having a group hug!" Tanker smirked at Sam, but also content and happy with their second family. "Yeah, get over here, old man." Sam playfully rolled his eyes and walked over to the group hug and wrapped his arms around his family and his family wrapped their arms around him. And in that moment all of them thought 'this is the life.' 

After a few more seconds, Tanker spoke up. "Alright, enough mushy feely shit. Let's eat this pie" "aww! Was that too much love and joy for you?" "Bright, if you keep sassing me, I'm throwing you out the window." "You would hurt your own child?!"

"You are not my kid!" "Yes the fuck I am! And you aren't allowed to argue with me about it!" "Uuugghh!"

#redacted asmr #redacted audio #redacted sam #redacted bright eyes #redacted frederick #redacted darlin

[hebimoonlightwrites]

hello again i hope you’re doing well✨✨✨✨ today my request is one-shot with kanata where he and reader are very close but still haven’t confessed yet. let’s say nayuta left to play with shiki and others so kanata asks reader to stay and cuddle with him to sleep since he doesn’t wanna sleep alone. ofc he does it in the most tsundere way possible🥰 just imagine them being so close to someone they like for the first time and how flustering it is💖 also nayuta definitely left them alone on purpose🫢

Writer's corner: Okay... this is definitely the cutest idea I've ever read actually! It'd be so incredibly sweet!! Hope you like the result!! I'll make it gn!, hope it's fine! Also thank you! I'm actually doing very well, hope you're too!! If you do not like this one-shot, please let me know and ask for something else so I can write another one for you! Enjoy~

Warnings: cuddle and adorable stuff~

⋆"𝒞-𝒸𝒶𝓃 𝓎𝑜𝓊 𝓈𝓉𝒶𝓎 𝒷𝑒𝓈𝒾𝒹𝑒 𝓂𝑒..?"⋆ (gn!reader)

"I'm going to take care of it while you're working on the new track, Kanata!"

This is what the tsundere rapper heard while he was scribbling on his notebook, thinking about some new lyrics for Cozmez's new song. Nayuta was relaxing on the sofa, checking on both their Twitter accounts. Kanata stopped writing when he heard that sentence from you.

He had known you for a long time and you had always shown yourself as a caring and such a good person...

Why?

Kanata didn't say anything in response, but saw you approaching those few kitchen equipments both Yatonokami brothers had managed to get and starting cooking something for lunch.

The tsundere-rapper's mind immediately got full of thoughts.. He couldn't really focus working on the new track if he still could see your figure moving and cooking with agility, like you were such a kind of chef. You sometimes turned your face towards Nayuta, checking if he was doing fine, and then to look at Kanata, who was staring at you with his usual expression. You smiled. He gasped in a few seconds. That light in your eyes... That will of living, that kindness, that gentleness of yours.. Every kind of characteristics, Each of your features... He loved them all...

Wait... Love?

Was that the sentiment he had always thought as a nonexistent one?

Was that really....

Love?

Kanata's thoughts were stopped by Nayuta, who had approached him. His pale complexion still there behind that colourful and kinda oversized jacket of his. Nayuta had understood what his brother was going through. He had understood that his brother was in love. Contrary to how they had written in that song, love has always existed for them.. Maybe at first it wasn't romantically.. but both brothers have always loved each other! I mean.. If love hadn't existed, then they would have ignored each other; Kanata would have cared about himself, not caring about Nayuta; the same would have gone for Nayuta. But no! ... They were there.

And romantic love... well...

It was there, in front of Kanata's eyes.

"Kanata.. I'm going to hang out with Shiki after lunch.", Nayuta simply said, kinda smiling, 'cause his true intention was to leave those two alone.

The tsundere rapper looked at his brother and just nodded. He knew Shiki was Nayuta's friend so, alright.. Actually he had programmed to still work with his brother, maybe on their new costumes, but.. if he had to hang out, then Kanata thought he could have rested a little bit.

"Lunch is ready!!"

Your voice happily announced as both Yatonokami brothers reached you, sitting in front of their dishes. Nayuta smiled smelling that delicious food you had prepared only for them. He immediately started eating with a cute and satisfied expression on his face (AW). Kanata, on the other hand, simply looked at his brother's reaction first and then broke into a soft smile. It must have been good, as always! He started eating too, while you were just cleaning some pots you had used to cook. Both those brothers gave your back a gaze and then looked at each other. You were singing softly while cleaning.

"Y/n... uhm... why aren't you eating with us today?", Nayuta asked. Then you turned to face those two boys, still smiling.

"Unluckily I came here only to cook for you both. I have a meeting in two hours and... yeah.. I'm not hungry.."

Kanata could feel that anxiety you got. Probably that meeting was quite important and, as always, you were overthinking about that and, perhaps, even trying to convince yourself that it'd have been great! It was you, after all. Kanata knew you so well.. He knows you so well.. He knows that you're always trying to do your best in everything... That you're always putting your best in everything! And, yeah.. he's proud of you. Maybe, though, he had never told you in words. He had never showed you. He had never demonstrated it to you.

It was the moment.

It was the moment to finally tell you he loved you.

"Uh.. I've just realised I haven't told you yet, y/n.. But after lunch I'm going out with Shiki.", Nayuta said suddenly, remembering about that meeting with his friend. You had finished cleaning those pots, as you sat facing both those brothers. Too bad you had to go, then! You didn't want to leave Kanata alone, though! Well... He's always been able to care about himself, no?

As said, after lunch, Nayuta brought his own plate into the kitchen sink. He had really loved your cooking! After that, he wore his own jacket and a small scarf, 'cause outside it was cold, and went out smirking. He had been quite sly, eh?

"Are you working on the new song even this afternoon, Kanata?", you asked while you were wearing your coat and your scarf. You turned to face Kanata, who was still sitting in front of his plate. He had eaten everything. Kanata stood up and reached you, keeping his head down, maybe because he wanted to hide his emotions. It could sound stupid, but he was kinda embarrassed of them.

Suddenly he held your coat's sleeve, head still down.

"Kanata?... What's worng?..", you asked, gasping. You had never seen him behaving that way. What was the matter? Why was he holding your sleeve? Was he sick? After some seconds of silence, he whispered something you didn't manage to hear well. You kinda approached him more, only to hear what he was trying to say.

"I want to sleep but... not alone... can you...-"

You opened your eyes wide. Was he...

Was he really asking you to help him to sleep?

You didn't say anything but took off that coat and that scarf of yours and gently nodded, smiling brightly. Kanata, on the other hand, blushed but turned his face towards the kitchen, which was behind him, only to cover his cheeks coloured in red.

Then there were you, lying on the sofa. Kanata's head was lying agaist your chest and you were kinda playing with his hair, caressing it. Your soft gaze was like glued on him. You loved him, and you had always known it. His arms were wrapped around your figure in a strange way. It was like he didn't want to let you go..

..like he didn't want to lose you.

"You have...uhm.. You must go?...", he asked while you were still playing with his shoulder-length hair. You realised.

The meeting!!

You tried to stand up, realising you were late, but Kanata held you in that sort of embrace, kinda snuggling and rubbing his left cheek onto your chest.

"No- ... uhm.."

You smiled softly, your heart beating faster than how it already was.

"𝒞-𝒸𝒶𝓃 𝓎𝑜𝓊 𝓈𝓉𝒶𝓎 𝒷𝑒𝓈𝒾𝒹𝑒 𝓂𝑒..?"

You smiled.

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#paradox live #paradox live oneshot #oneshot #paralive #paradox live x reader #paradox live cozmez #cozmez #kanata yatonokami

[xxdragonwriterxx]

hello! ✨ i’ve just come across your blog and it’s so amazing!!! You are an amazing writer and reading your fics have me flying through the roof ❤️‍🔥 if your requests are open, can i ask for levi x fem!reader where she’s ratger stressed studying hard for exams and doesn’t take any breaks? and levi has to take care of her and has to force her away by seducing her out of her work? like being really, REALLY seductive and teasing, knowing what strings to pull since he knows her like the back of his hand ✨ it can be set in the canonverse, maybe she’s studying for her captain exams?? and maybe you can make it nsfw? 😭 but only if it’s okay with you ❤️‍🔥 once again thank you for writing all those amazing fics, you are amazing and i hope you’re having a good day! ✨✨

A/N: Hey everyone!!! Man, isn't it so weird when one of the authors you read abruptly disappears for months at a time only to suddenly drop absolute filth with no advanced warning whatsoever? Yeahhhh, so I have no idea what got into me 😅. I'm currently on vacation in the mountains with my family and last night, I sat down to do some homework only to end up writing 16 pages of sinful shit instead. Honestly, school has just been really getting me down, and my busy schedule has made it so writing is more of a chore than something I enjoy. Getting away from all that really helped me to relax a bit, and it felt so fucking good to write fanfiction again! Sorry for the really long hiatus, I can't promise that I'll be consistent again, but I'm hoping I'll be able to continue getting back into writing fanfiction even after I go home. I've really missed this ❤️. Well, enough of me rambling, I hope you guys enjoy this random smutty word vomit! I had a blast writing it, so thank you for requesting it!! Also, thank you for all of your kind words, I actually reread this request like five times cuz it made me feel so warm and fuzzy whenever I read ur compliments 💕💕. You're so sweet, thank you so much for making my day!!

🐉 Song Recommendation: "she calls me daddy" By: KiNG MALA 🐉

Word Count: ~7 k

WARNING: NSFW MINORS PLEASE DNI!!!

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🔥 I've Had Enough 🔥

“Whatcha starin’ at her for, Shorty? Wound a little tight?”

Hanji’s teasing snapped Levi out of his reverie, forcing his gaze away from where he was watching his lover shuffle across the Mess Hall to send a dark glare towards the chaotic scientist. “Shut up, Four-Eyes.”

They chuckled, leaning more into the raven-haired captain, their eyes sparkling with mischief. “What? I’m right, aren’t I? From what I’ve gathered, (Y/N)’s been swamped with studying for her captain exams so my guess is that you two haven’t been able to spend any ~quality time together for a while now.”

They were right of course, it had been a while since the two of them had gotten the chance to spend time together. The upcoming captain exams weren’t for another week but (Y/N) had practically drowned herself in books and reports and files to study, desperately hoping to make it into Erwin’s superior officer program. She was more than qualified, one of the strongest, most capable squad leaders in their ranks, but that didn’t stop (Y/N) from pushing herself harder than anyone in her methods of preparation. It had admittedly taken away from her time with Levi, making it more and more difficult for them to spend more than an hour in the same room before she was whisked back to her office, hunched over her desk as she poured over the study guides and books she had snagged from the Survey Corps library. But that wasn’t why Levi felt anxious.

He could tell, even from this distance, that the near constant studying was starting to take a toll. Her head was hung low as she stumbled her way to the line for food, her eyes blinking slowly and filled with a bleary fog that blocked the light that usually shone in them. Once she reached the front of the line, Levi watched as she nearly fumbled the bowl of stew that was handed to her, barely managing to catch it with shaky fingers. She was burnt out.

Levi closed his eyes and leaned back in his seat, rubbing his temples in annoyance. He had always admired her sense of strength and determination, her patience of steel, but he couldn’t help but hate the way those qualities could be so self-destructive when she let herself get carried away. (Y/N) was a workaholic, possibly even more so than he was, and hardly ever remembered to give herself a break, no matter how exhausted she was, until she inevitably collapsed. He had tried talking to her about it, and she had promised him that she wouldn’t let herself get out of hand this time, but he knew from the beginning that she was going to break her promise. These exams meant everything to her, there was hardly a force in the world that could stop her once she hyper focused on something.

Suddenly, Levi stood from his seat, abandoning the remainder of his meal just as (Y/N) sat down at a table at the opposite end of the hall, too tired to notice and sit beside him. Hanji gave him a confused look, one that turned into slight amusement as Levi started off towards the doors of the Mess Hall, striding with newfound purpose.

“Shorty? You didn’t answer my question!”

“I know,” Levi growled in response, the scientist’s shocked cackles of delight fading from behind him as he turned down a different hall, aiming for the last office door on the left.

“Jesus (Y/N), you look like shit.”

(Y/N) rolled her eyes, too tired to argue, “Wow, thanks a lot, Oulo.”

He shrugged, “Hey, I’m just sayin’, you look like- ow!”

“Stop being an asshole and leave her alone,” Petra said, cutting off her comrade’s rambling insults and meeting his hurt sneer with a glare of her own. (Y/N) shot her an appreciative glance as the ginger-haired woman sat down across from her, next to Oulo, who was still rubbing the sore spot on the back of his head where she had slapped him.

“Yeah, Oulo, what the hell, man?” (Y/N) smiled when Gunther came to sit beside her, Eld following close behind. “At least she has a reason to feel shitty, studying for the captain exams is killer. You look like shit everyday despite not doing anything.”

“Hey!”

(Y/N) chuckled as Levi’s squad bickered around her. She had forgotten how much she missed this. It had been a while since she had just been able to talk and laugh with her friends, and it wasn’t just because of the upcoming exams either. Before she had been promoted to squad leader, she had been in Levi’s squad with these people, laughing, talking, and training with them every day, but after she was given her own cadets to train, she had had less and less time to spend with them, despite being around Levi almost constantly. Her heart fluttered with warmth, but she knew she couldn’t stay. She was already wasting time in coming down to eat, she didn’t have the liberty to stay and chat. She had hardly finished her food, but the anxiety gnawing at her nerves killed what little appetite she had had when she came in this morning, so she dropped her spoon in the now cold stew and made to stand up.

“Wait, (Y/N), where are you going?” Petra asked, her hand automatically reaching for (Y/N)’s wrist to keep her from moving.

She winced, placing her hand on top of Petra’s and feebly attempting to break free of her friend’s hold. “I’ve got to get back now. Those books aren’t gonna study themselves.”

Despite (Y/N)’s weak attempt at humor, Petra frowned and tightened her grip, “But you’ve barely touched your food and you haven’t even been here for a half hour.”

“I know, I’m sorry, but I don’t have time to stay.”

Petra sighed, “Listen, (Y/N). We all know how much those exams mean to you, and you are the hardest worker I know, but you need to take a break. Oulo didn’t have the right approach, but he did mean well. You haven’t been in tip top shape lately, and we’re starting to get worried about you. Why not at least finish your breakfast? You’re going to need the energy if you’re going to be spending the whole day studying again.”

(Y/N) finally managed to loosen her friend’s grip on her wrist, refusing to look at anyone from her old squad as she grabbed her bowl and slowly backed away from the table. She knew realistically, they were right, and she hated that she was worrying them, but she just couldn’t shake the feeling that she was quickly running out of time, drowning in the fears of failing because she didn’t push herself hard enough.

“I’m not hungry, but thank you for your concern. I’m just a little tired is all, but I’ll be fine. And the quicker I finish this, the sooner I can have a break, so if I leave now, then it’ll be better for everyone involved, okay? I promise, I’ll take a break later tonight, I just need to get back to work for now. I’ll talk to you guys tomorrow?”

Petra slumped in her seat, exchanging worried glances with Eld, Gunther, and Oulo. The red-head wanted to argue further, but a subtle shake of the head from Eld made her bite her tongue. It was no use, no matter what any of them said to her, she still wouldn’t listen. There was probably only one person who could force (Y/N) to take a break, but Petra hadn’t seen him since he had slipped out of the Mess Hall, presumably to complete his own work. She could only hope that he would do something to put a stop to this soon.

“Alright,” Petra sighed. “Good luck with your study session today.”

Despite her exhaustion, (Y/N) beamed at her friends, grateful for their compliance. “Thanks guys! I’ll see you again sometime soon.”

A chorus of mumbles and half-hearted goodbyes saw her off as she dumped the remainder of her stew and made her way out of the dining hall. It wasn’t until the large wooden doors had shut behind her that the exhaustion hit her full force. Being around her friends always tended to make her feel better, make her forget about the stresses and problems nagging her in her life, but once the silence of the hall permeated the air and settled in her bones, she suddenly felt achy all over, no longer distracted from it by the bright energy of her friends. She fought against the urge to slide to the ground, and dragged her feet down an adjacent hall toward her office.

‘Just a few more days’, she thought to herself stubbornly as she finally reached the last door on the left and pushed it open.

Levi had to fight to keep the smug smirk from creeping along his lips when (Y/N) froze in the doorway of her office, her once droopy, glazed eyes wide and full of shock.

“Welcome back, beautiful. I knew it wouldn’t be long before you’d be back here.”

(Y/N) slowly stepped into her office, subconsciously pushing the door shut behind her. Her gaze was skeptical as it dragged up and down his body, taking note of the way he sat in her desk chair, his shirt unbuttoned and loose on his shoulders and his legs spread casually. Her whole body was tense, her pace a slow prowl as she approached him, only making the blood in his loins boil further.

“Levi… why are you here?”

Rhetorical question. She knew exactly what he was doing here. She could see it in the way his eyes had darkened considerably, his palm sliding in a smoothing motion over the slight bulge between his opened legs.

Levi scoffed, “You need a break, baby, but you’re too stubborn for your own good, so I’m here to ensure you take some time off.”

(Y/N) groaned, trying her best to ignore the increasing wetness in her underwear. “You know I can’t do that, Levi. I have to study for these exams.”

“You’ve been doing nothing but studying for days, sweetheart,” Levi said with a slight pout that made her heart melt into a warm puddle of goo in her chest. He had figured out early on in their relationship that she couldn’t ever really resist him when he pouted like that, and she hated it as much as she loved it. Shoving down the instinct to immediately cave, (Y/N) let out a frustrated huff and stomped her way over to him, leaning down to cage him in with her arms, her hands grasping the armrests of her desk chair on either side of him.

“Levi, out.”

He arched an eyebrow, a direct challenge. “No.”

“Fine, then I’m just going to continue studying with you here,” (Y/N) said, gesturing for him to stand. For a moment, Levi didn’t move, and (Y/N) thought he might actually ignore her until he let out an annoyed sigh and stood. “Thank you, and I promise, we can spend time together later tonight, okay?”

“Yeah, yeah,” Levi grumbled, slinking over to the couch sitting on the far side of her office, facing the cobblestone fireplace and worn cedar bookshelves. She rolled her eyes playfully at his sour mood and took her place in her chair before turning her attention back to the reports and books on her desk.

Levi watched her in silence as she went back to studying without a second thought, as if he wasn’t even in the room with her. He knew she wasn’t being neglectful on purpose, but he was quickly getting fed up with the lack of attention. He had been patient for a week already, he wasn’t willing to wait anymore, especially when he knew it would be good for both of them.

When he first came into her office, he had been hoping that just the sight of him in her chair would be enough to break her resolve, even if for a couple of minutes. Maybe she could’ve given him a few kisses, or indulged in some cuddles with him, even if it was just her sitting on his lap in her chair. But now he knew he was going to have to try a more drastic approach if he was going to get her to focus on him.

Taking a deep breath, Levi shifted his knees apart, just like he had done when sitting in her chair. His bulge had not receded despite her initial rejection, although he was not fully hard yet, so he quickly set to work, rubbing his palm over the front of his pants with a blissful sigh. The room was quickly getting warmer, making him feel constricted in his clothes as he continued to tease himself, imagining his past encounters with (Y/N) as fuel to add to the growing fire in his loins.

When he felt himself start to sweat, his shirt sticking to his back uncomfortably, Levi released himself long enough to reach back and pull the fabric from his body, tossing it to land carelessly on the floor for once. 

“Oh fuck, that’s it,” he groaned as he brought his hand back to his clothed cock, palming himself with more speed and pressure now.

“Levi…” (Y/N)’s voice was a warning growl, sending a delicious shiver down his spine as he turned to meet the barely suppressed hunger in her gaze. “What are you doing?”

Another rhetorical question. One that Levi took advantage of this time.

“Well, you didn’t seem inclined to help me so I just thought I’d do it myself. I still need you, after all, that doesn’t change just because you’re too busy, brat.” His words were punctuated by the purposeful, loud moan he let out as he bucked into his fist, the pressure of his own hand sending electric tingles pulsing throughout his entire body.

(Y/N) swallowed thickly and bit her lip, trying her best to ignore the sudden throbbing between her legs. She should’ve known better, while she could be very stubborn when she wanted to be, nobody could compare to her grumpy lover once he set his sights on something. He was like a dog with a bone, there was no reasoning with him. But even as the sight of him set her body on fire and tempted her to rub her thighs together, the nagging of her anxiety still scratched incessantly at the edge of her brain, reminding her of what she had to lose if she failed these exams. She had to hold out.

So, it became a competition of iron wills, both of them trying to get the other to break. (Y/N) forced her eyes to stay glued to the paper in front of her, even as the words barely registered in her brain. Levi, on the other hand, took his efforts even further, standing from his spot on the couch to stay directly in her peripheral vision before running his hands sensually down the length of his body, using his fingers to massage and tease himself in a way similar to what she often did for him. His hips swayed to music only he could hear, his abs flexing as he stretched and moved just for her. Anyone else would’ve looked stupid but Levi was dancing to an unknown rhythm as if he was born to do it, flowing through the movement like water as he sank to his knees and spread them, his hands continuing their journey across his inner thighs.

Despite her resolve, (Y/N) couldn’t help but watch from the corner of her eye, her brain no longer taking in information as she focused on maintaining her breathing. She feared her pen might snap in the tight grasp she had on it, her knuckles paling under the pressure. She managed to keep her cool for the most part, until the sound of a belt buckle clinking made her look up without thinking of the possible consequences.

The paperwork and study guides on her desk were immediately forgotten the moment she looked at him directly, her mouth parting slightly and her eyes widening at the delicious display in front of her. Captain Levi was still spread out on the floor, propped by his knees as he stroked over his somehow still clothed cock. His head was knocked back, his mouth open in a soundless moan and his eyes closed, sweat glistening on his body in the light of the flickering lanterns in the room. His beauty made her breathless, and when he finally allowed the sound of his moan to fill the room, she couldn’t stop herself from clenching her thighs together in need.

“Holy shit, Levi,” (Y/N) breathed, the pen falling from her fingers with a clatter. The noise made him look up, his gaze feral as he watched her watching him. A near evil smirk spread across his face when he noticed the blown pupils that swallowed her normally (e/c) hues and her flushed cheeks.

“Finally got your attention now, huh brat?” Levi rasped, keeping his eyes locked on her as he slowly pulled the zipper of his pants down, leaning even further back with a hand propped behind him to give her more visual access. He groaned when she licked her lips in anticipation, but he kept things slow as he untucked his legs out from under him and arched up to pull his pants completely off of himself. He made sure to keep his legs spread wide, allowing her to see the wet stain left on his tight black boxers as he continued to touch himself in front of her.

“Ah, fuck baby,” Levi moaned. “I need you so bad.”

He hated to admit that this wasn’t all for show. Sure, part of it was a bit dramatized in an effort to rile her up but it truly had been a long time. At least, for the two of them. He was more sensitive than he realized, and his desperate, needy routine was starting to become less of an act the longer this continued on.

“Yeah?” (Y/N) said, her voice low and dripping with desire, making the exposed man before her shiver.

“Yeah,” he only palmed himself faster, pausing just long enough to slip his boxers down beneath his swollen cock, before his hand was wrapped around bare skin, hastily squeezing the heated flesh. He felt himself twitch in his palm at (Y/N)’s gaze, the sizzling flame of desire in her eyes scorching him to his core. He really didn’t know how much longer he could keep this up before he fell apart, not with her looking at him like that. 

The thought forced him to slow down his pace, not yet wanting to finish, especially not all over himself. He kept his eyes pinned on her face, the fringe of his hair falling over his features to slightly obscure his vision. He was so sure she was going to break, neither one of them looking away, but he wished she would hurry the fuck up. He was starting to consider listing the supplies in his cleaning closet to keep from this being over too quickly.

He watched as she broke eye contact for a moment, her gaze shifting to glance at the pile of papers awaiting her perusal. She hesitated, her fingers twitching as if they were aching to grab ahold of that pen once more. She looked back at him, and he made sure to give her the most pleading expression he possibly could. She was stubborn as hell, something that was admirable in battle, if not a bit irritating during situations like this.

But Levi could be very persuasive when he needed to be.

(Y/N) hesitated for a moment longer before she breathed a quiet, “fuck it” under her breath. It was all the warning Levi got before she shot from her chair and launched at him, her lips colliding with his with a swipe of her tongue and a click of their teeth. Levi hadn’t expected her to be quite so aggressive in her approach, but he was far from complaining as he moaned into her mouth and frantically clawed at her hips to steady her against him.

“God… damn… it, Levi,” (Y/N) huffed in between ravenous kisses, “you… are… such a fucking… asshole, you… know that?”

“Am I?” Levi murmured against her lips, unable to keep the smug smile from his face. “Because I think you’re the asshole who’s neglected me this whole time.”

(Y/N) growled as she forced her tongue into his mouth, tangling it with his, but she didn’t argue, making his smirk widen slightly. Only to immediately feel it drop from his face when he let out an open mouth sigh at the feeling of her soft hand suddenly wrapping around his swollen length, replacing his own with her movements. He grunted into her mouth, trying to break free of her grasp. This was his show to run, damn it! He may have been acting desperate earlier, but that was just supposed to be a way to get her attention. Now that he had it, he figured she could use some punishment, something to remind her why she needed to pay attention to him from time to time. But he found himself struggling to follow through as her warm palm brought him to his own version of heaven, making his eyes cross as pleasure shot up his spine and coiled tightly in his belly.

“Babe,” Levi tried, only to get interrupted by another kiss. “Baby, you’ve gotta stop. I don’t wanna cum yet, not here.”

“What if I want to see my little slut make a mess all over my floor? I think it’s the least you could do, considering this is what you’ve been begging me for all night, interrupting my important work just for a quick fuck.”

Oh.

Oh.

Levi shuddered at the words and bit back what he knew would be an embarrassingly high moan. It had been so long since she had spoken to him like that, and he damn near caved at it’s return. He loved when she put him in his place, but he needed to stay strong despite the fog of pleasure starting to cloud his brain. 

“This was supposed to be about you, babe,” He tried to bargain. “I wanted you to be able to relax and take a break. I don’t want to cum until you’ve reached at least some sort of satisfaction.”

(Y/N) hummed as she pulled away from where she had been sucking sloppy kisses into the pale skin of his neck, reapplying the marks that had long since faded away as a result of their dry spell. “Don’t worry, love, I’m getting plenty of satisfaction from this.”

Levi whined when she gave him a firm squeeze at the base of his cock.

“But I appreciate your sentiment. I think you’ve earned the right to prove yourself; to prove that interrupting me was worth it. Show me what you’ve got. Right now.”

She didn’t need to tell him twice. He launched to his feet, (Y/N) letting out a positively rapturous giggle when she was lifted into the air with him, held tightly in his warm, strong arms. She leaned forward to press more of her intoxicating kisses against his throat as he strode across the room to bend her over her desk, scattering her papers, books, and reports all over the floor.

Her eyes sparkled with a mischief that matched the smirk on his lips despite the glare she threw him for the rough treatment. “Fuck you.”

“Oh, you’re about to, sweetheart,” Levi purred as he climbed up to meet her, his warm palms running up the back of her thighs.

“Levi-”

“No,” Levi said, cutting her off and digging his fingers into the meat of her ass. “You had your fun, it’s my turn.”

“Not really,” (Y/N) countered with a pout. “All I got to do was kiss you. I barely even got to make you beg.”

Levi raised an eyebrow at her but she glared right back over her shoulder, refusing to back down. “Do you think you deserve that?”

“I think I more than deserve to have you in whichever way I want, considering it was you who interrupted me.”

“Really? Because the way I see it, I should get to have you in whichever way I want because you were the one who neglected me for so long I had no choice but to interrupt your work.”

(Y/N) rolled her eyes, “You’re so dramatic.”

A sudden nip to her inner thigh, just below the rim of her shorts made her yelp, heat rising to her cheeks in embarrassment and slight annoyance once she got a look at his gloating expression.

“Who’s the dramatic one now?”

“Still you.”

Levi chuckled against her skin, his fingers ghosting further up her legs until he was able to curl them into her waistband. His gaze was molten as he pressed a kiss to her left ass cheek through the fabric of her pants. “We’ll see about that.”

(Y/N) swallowed back a whine as Levi began to pull her shorts down her hips at an excruciatingly slow pace, his eyes never leaving her face as he worked the article down her legs. She huffed and tried her best to sit still, to keep from letting him know just how much he was affecting her, but she knew it was no use. She could see in his eyes that he knew exactly how much she was holding back. Her hips shifted back of their own accord, and she quickly forced them down into the edge of the desk, biting her lip in an effort to keep her impatient noises to a minimum as Levi finally pulled her shorts completely off her body and dropped them to the floor.

(Y/N) automatically turned to face forward again, reaching to curl her fingers along the edge of the desk to ground herself as she braced for the first touch. She had to force herself not rub her ass back against his face when he didn’t move for a while. His fingers merely teasing the  edge of her panties as if he had all the time in the world.

“Levi, hurry,” she said, unable to help herself. “We have to do this quickly so I can get back to- AH!”

Levi growled as he licked a long stripe up her clothed cunt, cutting off her pleas for him to rush through this. He was going to take as much damn time as he wanted, and he was determined to show that to her. She was done with work for the night, he was going to make sure of it. He nipped her lower lips, reveling in the loud squeak of surprise she let out just for him.

He made sure to tease her a few more times, his tongue laving her mound while his hands flitted up her shirt to finger the edge of her lace bra before he finally broke away just long enough to latch his teeth onto the edge of her panties. Making sure to take the same amount of time that he did with her shorts, Levi slowly dragged her panties down her legs, only switching to using his hands when they got too low on her for his mouth to follow. (Y/N) shivered as her core was bared to the open air of her own office, completely unhidden from his ravenous gaze.

Levi leaned back, a shaky breath his only warning before he was on her, his hands moving from her bra to the backs of her thighs to keep her spread wide open for him. (Y/N) keened, her mouth falling open of its own accord as his tongue attacked her clit, switching from long, flat licks over her entire slit to quick little flicks and circles on her throbbing clit.

“Levi!” She whimpered as he ate at her like she was his last meal, his own moan reverberating through her in the most delicious way as he tasted her juices for the first time in weeks.

Levi was in heaven. He had forgotten just how much he had missed this until he had his tongue on her again, her juices flooding his mouth in a way that had his eyes rolling back into his skull. She was his favorite meal, with the most delicious flavor, he could hardly stand it. She was better than any tea he had ever tasted, sweeter than any candy that had ever graced his tongue. He only dove in more enthusiastically as she squirmed and moaned above him, his eyes closing as he fucked her with his tongue as if he’d never get to taste her again.

“Ah! Levi, I’m gonna-!”

“That’s it, sweetheart, fucking cum for me. I want it on my tongue. It’s been too long since I’ve gotten to taste you properly.”

His words sent her over the edge as she squealed with her release, the coil of heat in her stomach giving way to a wave of euphoria that crashed over every nerve ending. It truly had been a long time, she had forgotten how good she could feel under her lover’s care.

“Oh god,” (Y/N) panted as she fought to catch her breath. “Levi, that was- ngh!”

She didn’t get to finish her sentence, choking on her words as Levi’s lips suddenly wrapped around her clit, sucking harshly against the oversensitive bud until tears were streaming down her face. “LEVI!”

He ignored her scream, continuing to lick and suck at her clit until painful overstimulation gave way to pure, pulsing pleasure.

The noises coming out of her mouth were damn near pornographic as he continued to slurp at her sloppy pussy, only taking a break to lap at her clit every once in a while. It didn’t take long for the coil to tighten once more, the immense heat making her teeter on the tantalizing edge of yet another precipice.

“Levi, Levi please!”

Her lover said nothing as he nipped at her clit, sending her over the edge for the second time in a row. Her scream was silent with this one, her release not as deep yet sharper, wrenching the breath from her lungs and leaving her stunned. Her vision washed white with the sensation, her entire body shaking hard enough to make the desk shudder as Levi continued to push her through her orgasm.

She was so out of it that she barely even realized that Levi had yet to lift his mouth from her sopping cunt until she finally managed to get her heart rate in check. Her eyes widened as Levi gave her another wet, messy kiss against her lower lips, making her entire lower half jerk in shock and delicious agony. Reaching back with one hand, her other unable to let go of the desk lest she risk losing her balance, not trusting her wobbly legs to hold her up, she tried to push his head away.

“Levi, please, I can’t…”

“You can and you will, princess,” Levi rumbled, his voice a dark, gravelly growl that rocked her to her core. She glanced back at him from over her shoulder, only to melt at the pure, flaming desire in his eyes. “It’s the least you can do after depriving me of such a delicacy for so long. I don’t know when you’ll be free enough for me to do this again, so I need to make the most of this.”

(Y/N) mewled, her eyes screwing shut at the violent wave of pain and pleasure crashing over her. She turned back to face the front before she leaned down to rest her forehead against the cool wood of her desk, too tired to hold it up any longer. Levi was pussydrunk at this point, that she knew, completely subservient to his rampant desires. It made a weak smirk tease the corner of her lips. It was exactly how she wanted him. Because at the end of the day, even though he may feel like he’s in control, she was the one that had driven him deep into something primal.

“Besides,” Levi said as he broke from her with a loud smack of his lips, snapping her out of her haze. “I need to make you at least a fraction of the needy mess you make me so you know how it feels when you neglect me.”

A gasp pierced through her lungs as he attacked her once again, her words and sounds caught in her throat as if with a net, smothered by the ferocity of his actions. Her throat burned and her cheeks were soaked with tears, but she managed to hold herself together by the threads of her frayed seams, forcing herself to take deep breaths as he leisurely rolled her clit around on the tip of his tongue. It wasn’t until she suddenly felt two fingers push their way in that another scream managed to wrestle its way past the block in her throat, the way they stroked against her spongey walls making her toes curl and her back arch to the point of aching.

Levi kept up his frantic pace, his fingers jolting against her innermost sensitive spot as his tongue continued to play with her clit. He was doing his best to maintain his own composure, her moans and squeals shooting down his spine to strike right at his cock, but he managed to mostly keep ahold of himself. The only sign that he was starting to lose patience was in the way his hips rolled subconsciously into nothing, his red, swollen cock bouncing in the air with every thrust as he desperately sought the friction needed to bring him to completion.

A groan that vibrated right against her clit followed by the curling of his fingers brushing her g-spot made her tip over the edge for the third time, bringing a genuine smile to Levi’s face as he fought to swallow every drop of her spend. She was panting so hard above him that he would’ve been worried for her health if it weren’t for the safewords the two had in place. She had yet to use them, so Levi kept going, making sure to clean every last inch of her before finally detaching himself from her pussy.

(Y/N) immediately collapsed against the desk, her knees buckling so hard, the only thing keeping her up being Levi’s hands against the backs of her thighs. She couldn’t stop shaking, her hands clenching and unclenching against the wood of her desk as she fought to ground herself back in reality. Levi himself felt more than a little dazed, but quickly snapped himself back into action.

“(Y/N), love? What’s your color? Are you feeling alright?”

She took a moment to answer, swallowing thickly and trying to remember how words worked. “G-Green, I’m okay.”

Levi nodded to himself before reaching down to scoop her into his arms. It was a short walk to the bedroom and it wasn’t long before (Y/N) was sprawled across the mattress on her back, her top and bra now discarded somewhere haphazardly on the floor. Her arms were placed above her head, Levi’s belt, which he had grabbed on his way to their room, tying her wrists to the headboard. She didn’t fight him, long since having abandoned any thought of dominating him tonight, and just lay back, watching him with tired, lustful eyes as he crawled over her.

He regarded her with dark eyes, his mouth dropped open in awe as he stroked himself to the beautiful image of her below him. She was stunning, absolutely breathtaking, and he was still at a loss for how he had managed to convince this gorgeous creature to be with him. He knew she would berate him for his self-deprecating thoughts but he couldn’t help it. She was just too good for him. He wanted to find a way to tell her all this, to express this in a way that was more understandable for her.

Instead he said, “You’re not getting up from this bed even after I fucking ruin you, understand?”

She nodded, a wide smile breaking out across her lips. “I love you too, Levi.”

His heart felt like it was going to explode. He had no fucking clue how she knew what he meant by that but he was in no position to complain. God he didn’t deserve her.

His smile was wicked as he leaned over her, lined up to her opening without the need of a hand to guide himself, and slid into her with ease. Moans broke out in unison, filling the dark room as Levi continued to enter slowly. (Y/N) was plenty wet for him, but as he had reminded himself over and over, it had been a while since their last time together. As eager as he was, he refused to hurt her.

(Y/N) was having none of it though. Levi was half way in, moving at a snail’s pace to make sure he didn’t cause any unnecessary pain, when her legs crossed over his lower back and pressed, making him grunt loudly as his hips were shoved forward, sheathing him into the hilt. He leaned back to glare at her in response.

“Brat, you could’ve gotten hurt!”

“Levi,” she bit her lip and tightened the grip of her legs on his hips. “Fuck me.”

That was when he realized she didn’t care. She knew her body and what she could take, and right now, she wanted to take his cock in its entirety. She was tired of waiting, tired of his teasing, agonizingly slow tempo. He had finally gotten her to feel as needy as he was.

Fighting to regain the upper hand, Levi decided to take her impatience in stride and pulled out to just the tip before slamming back into her, hard. Her loud, throaty moan made his painfully hard dick twitch inside her before he repeated the action, setting a steady, harsh pace. The sound of skin slapping skin echoed wetly throughout the room, the pale, ghostly light of the moon shining through the slit in the curtains to bathe their writhing bodies in a crisp, angelic glow. (Y/N)’s fingers curled and grasped at nothing, jerking against the restriction of the belt at her wrists as her guts were stirred thoroughly, her brain turned to soup. The headboard was starting to bang against the back wall as they moved together, but neither found it in themselves to care as the pleasure started to creep into every muscle, every nerve ending, every limb.

(Y/N) closed her eyes and leaned her head back, reveling in the way Levi whined and mewled against her ear and down her throat in between his desperate kisses along her skin. His unhinged enjoyment of the act only made her blood boil further.

“Levi…! I don’t know how much longer-”

“I know baby, me too,” Levi groaned into her collar, his hot breath leaving droplets of condensation against her skin. “I’m almost there, just a little more-!”

He leaned back, rising to his knees as much as their joined hips would allow, before he grabbed ahold of her waist and began to pound even harder into her body, his tip kissing her cervix with every thrust. His free hand immediately dove for her clit, rubbing sloppy circles into the quivering bud. He could feel himself swelling with every squeeze of her pussy constricting around him, the white hot fire of lust and pleasure starting to tingle along his spine like living sparks of flame lovingly nipping his bones. He gritted his teeth in an effort to stave off for just a bit longer.

“Fuck, baby, you’re s’good,” He slurred.

“Fuck, oh fuck, holy-! Levi!”

Levi’s orgasm caught him off guard, making him choke on his moan as he lunged forward, making sure he was as deep within his lover as possible as he released rope after rope of cum. The feeling of his warmth overflowing into her abused pussy sent (Y/N) flying over her precipice as well, taking her down with him until she was sobbing with pleasure, her back arching and her hips canting into him as she rode out her high.

When the two were finally finished, they both collapsed, Levi beside her to avoid crushing her, and (Y/N) into the mattress beneath her. Levi released her wrists from their restraints and kissed away the light bruising on her skin before he finally stopped moving, content to lay and catch his breath for a moment. A loud part of him itched to stand and wash the sheets, take a shower, and clean up, but he knew that could be done later. If he got up now, there was a chance (Y/N) would use the opportunity to escape and get back to work before he could stop her.

The thought had him wrapping his arms around her and pulling her into his chest, his left leg moving to drape over her hip as if he owned it. She shot him a weakly annoyed glare, immediately seeing through why he was being so clingy, but didn’t argue, merely rolling her eyes before turning to embrace him back. Levi sighed when she ran her fingers through his hair, playing with the soft raven locks in a way that left Humanity’s Strongest Soldier as nothing more than a puddle on the sheets.

“Aren’t we going to clean up?” (Y/N) asked after a moment of collecting themselves.

Levi hummed and squeezed her tighter against him. “In a bit.”

That worked just fine for her. Maybe she did need a break every once in a while.

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[theflyingfeeling]

Just a little update on the Valentine's Day fics! 💘

This is slightly embarrassing because this time I did actually ask for the prompts for like a month in advance lol, but unfortunately things and stuff have happened since then and my stubborn-ass brain has not been cooperative recently, so finishing them is taking a little longer than expected. All the prompts I've gotten are super cute and I'm happy to work on them, but I'm a slow writer and take my sweet time in crafting the stories so that I'll eventually be satisfied enough to release them into the world for all of you to read ✨

I also refuse to force myself into writing them out of pressure (from myself!!), so if my brain gets too tangled because of X (might or might not be related to writing, depends on the day lol), I simply won't get a single word on paper, in which case it's better to just let myself rest and wait for the words to come out of my head by themselves, not by forcing them. However, I want to make it clear that there's absolutely no pressure from any of the requesters, and I mean absolutely none, so I don't want anyone feeling bad for sending in a prompt because hey, I asked for them, didn't I? 😄 Any pressure I feel comes from myself and no one else, because I'm not going to half-arse any story I write, be it requested or my own idea, but as I said, the way I work on my stories can sometimes be time-consuming. It takes quite a bit of patience, which I have little, but I can only hope all of you lovely people who have sent me prompts are willing to wait to read yours even a little after February 14, and I thank you in advance for you patience 💖

(and to define 'pressure' it's not 'ugh I got to write this story' but rather 'oof how do I make justice to the requester's interesting idea? 🤔')

In short, it's clear I'm not going to finish them all by next Tuesday, but that's okay, because I'm doing what I can the best I can, and that's perfectly enough 😌 If I don't finish the story I'm currently working on today, there's always tomorrow! 🌼

#a perfectionist speaking hello hi 👋 #let's just say the whole month of february is valentine's day okay? 😂

[anthonyjlockwood]

You spam me a bit on the last one of these, so now I spam you! *Evil laugh*

😊🥰📚😂😭💖✨🔁

aaaaaaaaaa okay fine maybe i deserve this 😂

😊 A fic that made you smile on a bad day

answered here!

🥰 A fic that gives you warm fuzzy feelings

answered here!

I'm... going to put the rest of this under a read more I think, there are too many questions 😂

📚 A fic you wish you could display on your bookshelf

Ugh, i love everything about this fic. the plot, pacing, concept, characterization, setting..... EVERYTHING. the readability (is that a word? i'm making it a word) is great and I remember reading it towards the beginning of my JATP journey, so there's an undertone of nostalgia involved with this one, too!

Fic summary:

“Oh! Apparently, there are 36 questions that are designed to make anyone fall in love with anyone,” Reggie says, eyes wandering over the page. “That sounds easy.” Luke peers at the article and snorts. “Yeah, right. You mean to tell me that if I do these with Bobby’s dad, I will fall in love with him? Sounds likely.” Reggie shrugs, a grin tugging at his lips when he meets Luke’s eyes. “We could try it. Scared to actually fall in love with me, Patterson?”

or, Luke takes Reggie on a camping trip to the woods in an attempt to cure his writer's block and gets a little more than he bargained for.

by @sunsetcurveofficial / goodluckgettingtosleep on ao3

😂 A fic that made you laugh out loud

This one makes me laugh because, while it does have some funny moments, I also actually just laugh that there’s angst in it at all, and that it’s my fault 😂

Fic Summary: Luke hears a rumor about Julie, and decides to confront her. Silliness ensues.

by @valiantlyweepingdreamer / BoyMom on ao3

😭 A fic that ripped your heart out (but it hurt so good)

OH MY GODDDD, this fic 😭😭😭

Any fic that deals with Luke running away/Luke's feelings in general, I tend to gravitate towards, because those are also the kinds of fics I like to write. But THIS ONE... definitely one of my favorites, and it's one that I don't think I've talked about too much. The whole journey this fic goes through, of Luke navigating his feelings about running away and letting his friends be there for him, is AMAZING.

Fic Summary:

Reggie studies him for a moment; Luke can practically hear the cogs turning in his head. He squints his eyes and tilts his head a few degrees before asking: “Do you think you made a mistake, Luke?”

There’s no judgement in his voice, no expectation for a certain answer, just pure curiosity, and maybe a hint of friendly concern. Luke lets out a frustrated groan before throwing his hands up.

“I don’t know! There are, like, wanted posters out for me, Reg!” he exclaims, voice pitched embarrassingly high. “Doesn’t that mean the police are involved? There’s probably a huge investigation going on or something. Fuck.” - or, being a teenage runaway is harder than it looks. luke would tell you that he’s handling it pretty well, given the circumstances. his friends would tell you that’s a blatant, bold-faced lie. but don’t worry—they’re working on it.

by @cassiopeiakaleidoscope / cassiopeiakaleidoscope on ao3

💖 A drabble that made you want 100K more words

i don’t think this qualifies as a drabble but i absolutely would read a 100,000 word version of THIS ONE

Fic Summary: Bobby has some Thoughts, and Luke won’t leave him alone until they’re gone.

by @tillstarscollided / tillstarscollided on ao3

(seriously emi WHERE'S THE LUKEBOBBY FIC OP 👀😂)

and!! i actually have two answers to this!

THIS ONE THIS ONE THIS ONE

Fic Summary: Bobby is a winter sunrise, and Luke is happy to revolve around him.

Ughhh @valiantlyweepingdreamer I need several thousand more words of this one too, please 😂

✨ A fic you wish you could read again for the first time

this one……… one of my favorites ever <3

Fic Summary:

“It’s three in the morning, Luke!” The phone on her nightstand glows brightly, a sharp contrast to the rest of the room. It takes the blue light boring into her brain, forcibly waking it up, for the situation to sink in. When Julie turns back to Luke, her outrage has faded into alarm. “What’s going on?”

Thunder rumbles in the distance; a lightning flash illuminates Luke’s face. Ice water floods Julie’s stomach, drenching her like the storm outside. She‘s never seen Luke so frightened before — not about the jolts, not about crossing over, not even when he remembers dying. Luke isn’t afraid of things, usually. Tonight, he looks terrified.

“It’s Reggie,” Luke says, shaking his head. “You gotta come. Something’s wrong.”

( side effects of coming back from the dead may include... 4. you can get sick. really sick. )

by @julies-butterflies / thessalonike (starblessed) on ao3

and finally...

🔁 A fic you’ve re-read several times

The Luke and Ray dynamic is so beloved to me… I don’t even know why, I just love them 😂

Fic Summary:

Luke doesn’t know when his mom yelling at him became preferable to the quiet conversations, the ones where she’d squeeze his knee and remind him that she wasn’t mad, that she loved him, that she just didn’t understand why he kept putting his music before her and their relationship. All he knows is that when he was younger, her approval meant everything, and when she’d choose soft words and a softer tone over harsh tellings off, it would dig deep, but it was a relief, not to be yelled at.

Please pay heed to the trigger warnings

by @a-tomb-with-a-view / A_Tomb_With_A_View on ao3

#ask games #answered asks #fic rec

[legolasghosty]

revenge!!!! /aff

🔁😊💯👌🏼📚✨😭

Hehehehehehe!!! Okay...

🔁 - A fic you’ve re-read several times

Oh gosh, there's a million, but My Pain Fits In The Palm Of Your Hand my beloved! It's this lovely Willex hurt/comfort fic, it's amazing.

😊 - A fic that made you smile on a bad day

When Getting Up is Almost Painful(But Peach Juice Provides a Little Comfort) by @michelangelinden. Hands down. I love this fic, it's one I go back to all the time when I'm not feeling great.

💯 - A fic that makes you think #writergoals

Meet Me In The Afterglow by Queenlevana and @the-sunshine-queen-writes. It's amazing, the character arcs are stunning, everyone is so frigging good for each other, and the collaboration between writers is incredible! #writergoals all the way!

👌🏼 - A fic someone else recommended to you

Oooo, you recommended The Afterglow to me, that one was great! One of the few EJ/Ricky fics I've read, lovely enemies to lovers vibes going on!

📚 - A fic you wish you could display on your bookshelf

Answered here but I got more so I'll do another one. You're the Calm in the Storm by Ephemeral_Joy. It's this super cool Juke fic where they meet in a therapy group for anger management. It's super cool and artsy and interesting and I would love to have it on my shelf.

✨ - A fic you wish you could read again for the first time

Through the Wall by Whycantwe. The Willex is lovely and I love them building a relationship and stuff even while stuck in a pandemic. But actually, the thing that keeps taking my back to that fic in particular is how they did Flynn. She's aroace, and like... when I read it, it was one of the first times I'd seen anyone really lean into the struggles in communicating that with people. That just hit home for me and means a lot. So I'd love to be able to experience that all over again.

😭 - A fic that ripped your heart out (but it hurt so good)

I've said it before and I'll say it again, Consider Me the Pearly Gates(to Your New Favorite Thrills) by you. It just hurts so goodddddd!!! Like, the PAIN!!! Why would you do that to them!?

And a second one, cause how could I not, Ain't Nothing Funny When A Soldier Cries by @valiantlyweepingdreamer @ficsinpinkink and @tillstarscollided. GOOD. NIGHT. This one was affectionately named 'nohurt' for much of the writing and.... It is probably the single most painful fic I've ever read. But IT'S SO GOOD!!! I can't! I had to beta it in little bits cause I couldn't take the whole thing at once! Geez. That fic...

Thanks for the ask!!!

#legolas tag #legolas ask #legolas answers asks #legolas recommends

[iturbide]

🥹 and 👀 from the ask meme please.

okay the first one is giving me a few issues but I think I know what it is (feel free to send another if I'm off-base!)

🥺 - Is there a certain type of moment or common interaction between your characters that never fails to put you in your feels?

I honestly never get tired of two generally smart people being completely oblivious when it comes to their feelings for the other. Particularly the sort where they talk themselves out of it, thinking the other couldn't possibly feel fondly toward them -- I absolutely love the pining, the yearning, the emotion that goes from wanting but thinking that it's out of reach, not knowing that the feeling is mutual (bonus points for the other person not realizing for a completely different reason, so when it eventually comes out they're both blindsided).

👀 - Tell me about an up and coming WIP please!

how about we do something different this time

I have a few fics that actually aren't on my Masterlist yet (in part because I've been bad about updating it, in part because they're not ready to debut yet). This one in particular has actually been in limbo of sorts for years: I wrote a piece of it on a whim ages back, and not long ago revisited it, finished that first bit, and made good headway on a second. The story is still very nebulous: I know the backstory, but no the throughline of the plot, so right now it's just disconnected little scenes that have been fun to write.

In brief: in this particular AU, Validar does turn his attitude around when Robin is born, and spends most of Robin's upbringing keeping the upper eschelons of the Grimleal at bay. As Robin's eighteenth birthday approaches, though -- the traditional age when he's considered an adult -- Validar suspects that some among the Grimleal intend not to push him into a position of power, but force him to take on the role of the Fell Dragon in smiting Plegia's historic enemies. In order to keep that power out of their hands, Validar, Wren, and Robin stage a 'kidnapping' of sorts: Wren and Robin both vanish from the palace, and Validar claims ignorance of what happened or their whereabouts (which is technically true, since he doesn't know where or how they left or where they're going).

Robin and his mother leave Plegia and travel through Ferox and into Ylisse over the course of the next three years, during which time the Grimleal grow increasingly desperate -- enough to delve into ancient, terrible magicks, raising the dead to seek out the missing Heart of Grima. Risen begin to appear across the continent, homing gradually in on Robin's location; in their first encounter with them, Robin and Wren are separated, and in the process Robin taps fully into Grima's power for the first time to escape the undead horde. He then proceeds to Southtown, where he and his mother had agreed to meet if they ever lost each other -- only he meets Chrom first, ends up getting drawn into the Shepherds, and general chaos ensues from there.

✨Fic Writer Emoji Asks✨

#answered #alerawolf #ask meme #fire emblem: awakening #fanfiction #hurt/comfort au #so named because the two pieces currently written are #very much in that particular narrative vein #robin will die sassily or not at all

[im-in-way-2many-fandoms]

for the fanfic asks: ✨ and 🎶

Do you listen to music while you write? What song have you been playing on loop lately? Honestly, it kinda depends on what I'm writing and where my headspace is. Even though I'm a musician, sometimes music can be distracting when I'm trying to transform my very vague outline into an actual chapter that my readers can understand. If I'm writing a chill, laid back chapter, I usually turn on some Lofi or a playlist I superficially made that has whatever songs remind me of my OCs and/or storyline. The specific song that's been playing on loop whenever one of these chapters comes up is definitely The Other Side. It fits Freshwater and Pearl's dynamic so well that my silly fandom brain can't help but make little animatics in my head. If it isn't The Other Side it would be Bruno is Orange for the same reasons. When things are more intense, though, I honestly can't listen to anything because it distracts me and takes me out of my outline.

Give yourself a writing compliment. Hmm...That's a hard one. Okay I think I gotta go with my ability to let my OCs tell me who they are instead of creating them from the beginning and forcing them to fit a certain character that I think I need for a story. For example, my FAVORITE OC is a character I made that was a SHAMELESS self-insert and at first I hated writing them because they just served the process of being my comfort character that I could ship with Pearl as much as I wanted. After trying to write them as "me," though, I scrapped the whole story and just kinda let my character do her thing without trying to roleplay through her if that makes sense. I'm definitely not bashing anyone who makes a character specifically to fill a role in a story, but personally I could never write that way. I get way too obsessed into why I made them that I can never feel like I understand who they are and how to keep them in character. This is why I say that this self insert - Freshwater - isn't even me anymore - and I kinda like it that way. She of course has a part of me because damn near every writer puts a little bit of themselves into their OC, but they aren't me anymore and I can say they have a lot more character and personality to them.

#ask tk #thanks for asking! I could talk about my WIP all damn day yall don't understand #tk ask box #my ask box

[starlightkun]

okay my superlong ask part 1/3 (i could do it in 2 but i decided to do it in paragraphs so it makes more sense and is easier to read)

https://www.tumblr.com/warmau/734555744763035648/this-is-how-all-the-men-i-write-are-like?source=share ^^ changer and buzzer beater sungchan be like

but OMGOMGOMG

FIRSTLY the new masterlist is GORGEOUS and so well thought out! it just looks so organised and the notes about the inclusivity and how you're going back to fix old fics is so professional im really impressed and its really kind and generous of you to take such an initiative by taking the time to do so. Also the note about how you may say that certain members are taller than reader insert with sicheng only if you're feeling extra nice had me ROLLING

also the bite updates are so funny, like mark is so losercore and the fact that reader is going to be a loser as well is so up my alley and so endearing. like flirting about FAX MACHINES?! only the highest quality loserxloser content.

- ✨anon

under the cut <33

the post u linked to was deleted 😭 im sorry im sure it was very funny and true to my sweet baby boys changer!sungchan and bb!sungchan

thank youuuu abt the masterlist! i was contemplating abt reorganization and everything for a while and i knew i didn't want too complicated of a key, but i wanted to be able to delineate a little more than i had in my last one between my more serious fics and my more silly fics a la dr_magic lol (and i also wanted to take the opportunity to unofficially "archive" some older fics of mine that i feel like aren't as representative of me as a writer anymore but i also didn't really want to delete either, so the old mlist is my "archive masterlist" now with all my fics pre-love bites) ;; and on that height inclusivity note, i myself am 5'8/172cm ish, so i know when i personally read fics where like kun is supposed to be towering over the reader it completely takes me out bc like. i am not delusional that man is 1 inch taller than me. i would be taller than him with some thick-soled shoes try again lol. i put on my platform doc martins and its OVER for him. i don't consider anybody "tall" unless they're noticeably taller than me (which is usually 5'11ish, but i call it at 180cm international for good measure. sicheng's official height is like 179cm/5'10.5" so if i'm feeling nice i'll include him in the tallies club. esp now that he's the tallest wayv member and he just absolutely towers over wayv tinie line lmao). i know it's the sort of heads-up i'd like as a reader, esp considering how some writers seem a bit. obsessed with the reader-insert being absolutely tiny and smaller than every member (which hey! some readers are actually 4'11 and dejun would be huge compared to them!) but when it's mentioned not only in every fic but in fics w members who are canonically shorter than me irl it just so detracts from the moment for me.

i've been going back to edit stuff for moments where i thoughtlessly mentioned the reader blushing/turning pink or gripping smth so hard their knuckles turn white, in addition for the random dozen cameos that are in quite a few (don't get me started on sleepless cinderella,,,, idk what i'm doing with her yet other than fixing skin tone refs). i got an ask a couple years ago abt the blushing in one of my fics, actually, and while i changed the specific instance right then, as well as made sure not to reference skin tone in my future writings, i know that people still find my older fics and i personally just kind of,,, idk cringe? when i revisit old fics and they've got skin tone refs in them like that. bc it doesn't represent the writer i am now, and i hate for people to think that it's representative of me and my fics currently. so yeah, i'm slowly working through fixing old fics for those bits and the dozen references too

the bite is actually a kun fic (u may be confusing it w baby fangs? which is a mark wip, and i can see how the titles would get confusing) but we do in fact get some loserxloser content in BOTH the bite and baby fangs yep yep i love writing losers in love its trueeee. they flirt about fax machines and it's truly soulmate behavior im afraid (the bite!mc literally says "i think men with fax machines are sexy, especially personal fax lines" like somebody COME GET UR BESTIE SHE IS CRINGEFAILING ON MAIN RN!! and kun adores her and her cringefail flirting ehhehe)

okay long ask part 2/3 now onto LOVE BITES omg i know its only been a few weeks since changer was released but i missed these two so much. your description of sungchan as a weighted blanket was so cuddly and delicious i just love him he's such a big puppy even though you said jenos a puppy and sung is a wolf hes still just a little guy to me (he is 185 centimetres, taller than most refrigerators) the way you write sungchan is just so great, the way hes just a big sweaty guy and has little insecurities that him and reader work through makes him feel so real and so vulnerable in an endearing way. also when reader pulled out the old photos of sung and taro from mr jung i was DYING. like "little dweebus uniform" is so relatable, we all have skeletons (terrible photos from primary/elementary school) in our closets (parents houses) when reader and taro are texting and reader is like "my little guy :( so uwuw" and taro is like "that fucken TREE OF A GUY?!" and "IS THIS YOUR MANS?!" with the horrifying close up i felt very seen and also got a very helpful reminder to burn all my group photos from school. honestly there are so many quotes from love bites that i want to frame but um……. mel what is this "You didn’t deserve to ever feel… an aching hole, because of me.” 🤨🤨🤨😏😏😏 i KNOW you know what you did and honestly i was so close to screaming and throwing my phone across the room when it happened. but you know what? changer sungchan unintentionally saying the craziest innuendo whilst trying to make a sincere apology is probably the most fitting thing for his character. anyways, thank you for slotting in dirty jokes for us because its so unexpected and funny. i think thats all i have to say about love bites! thank you for taking the time to write the most amazing, comforting, sweet and funny story. - ✨anon

changer sungchan IS a big puppy but don't say that to his face or he'll pout abt it </33 also idk why "taller than most refrigerators" made me laugh so hard but it did. comparing men to refrigerators for height reference is just a very funny concept to me.

i also LOVED writing taro and reader's continuing bickering friendship throughout the fic i thought they were fantastic and i did in fact make myself laugh a couple different times, esp writing out the texts with the mathletes pictures. i also loved being able to show that reader was just as delusional whipped IN LOVE abt sungchan as sungchan was for reader. like being absolutely endeared and heart eyes abt your s/o's dorky old school pictures while simultaneously roasting your mutual friend who is also in those same pictures for being dorky. mwah, chef's kiss, i love them and rip taro

I TRULY DID NAWT REALIZE THE INNUENDO UNTIL U SENT THIS ASK OMG. i was just trying to write sungchan being the sweetest lil guy ever but alas........the aching hole that i will never be able to UNREAD now. but it is sooo in-character for him that i truly was overtaken by the spirit of changer!sungchan in that moment and had no clue what i was writing good lord

OKAY FINALLY PART 3/3 for the timeline question hmmmmmmm i dont know i think i kind of just assumed that the fics were coming out in chronological order but now im not sure????? like obv for the ones with sequels the sequel is after the first but like the rest its all kinda up in the air for me. so like, changer is after pupsick because in sung got with changer!reader because of pupsick!reader and friends. dr magic i assume is happening between pupsick and changer or at the same time as changer because renjun seemed very much single during pupsick because he was at the cafe FAST when pupsick!reader called him and during dr magic, renjun was very much busy between meeting drmagic!reader to witness her pepe silvia arc, being dr magic and studying. tdhea imo is before pupsick just cause all the dreamies have way too much time on their hands to tease and get frustrated about jisung and tdhea!reader and imo that's peak single behaviour because like i said before, renjun was a BUSY BOY during dr magic and jeno was literally sick during most of pupsick so he wouldn't be as spritely as he is during tdhea. for romance is dead and strawberry sunday i literally have no clue, i just assumed that they were both early on considering they were released first. its also just a lot harder because theres only one strawbsun fic for 127 and wayv each so there's less overlap in the members and just less context clues to go off of. but i'd love to know just how wrong i am in my assumtions (if you're willing to give up such information) and compare it with what everyone else thinks - ✨anon

okay so ur timeline looks like:

rid/miracle/strawberry sunday > tdhea > pupsick/abh > dr_magic2303 > changer/love bites

which isn't too far off other than the placing of rid/miracle, which makes sense bc that one kind of has the least context with the other fics. here's my official timeline (sans some unofficial wips) that i've been working off of as soon as i realized this was going to be a lot more than 3 fics. i based the general years off of strawberry sunday!reader/jungwoo's college career (they're in sophomore yr in their fic). the whole crew is generally all the same year, though, so the years are pretty accurate for everybody

(mark molts the summer before sophomore yr) **STRAWBSUNDAY!MC'S SOPHOMORE YR** STRAWBERRY SUNDAY – SPRING SEMESTER (SPRING BREAK) PUPSICK – SUMMER BREAK **STRAWBSUNDAY!MC'S JUNIOR YR** TDHEA – FALL SEMESTER A BRIEF HISTORY (PUPSICK2) – FALL SEMESTER (VERY END/WINTER BREAK) ROMANCE IS DEAD – SPRING SEMESTER BABY FANGS – SPRING SEMESTER CHANGER – SPRING SEMESTER/BEGINNING OF SUMMER BREAK **STRAWBSUNDAY!MC'S SENIOR YR** LOVE BITES (CHANGER2) – END OF SUMMER BREAK/FALL SEMESTER MIRACLE (RID2) – FALL SEMESTER DR_MAGIC2303 – SPRING SEMESTER

they uh, they get busy junior yr huh...

also i feel like jeno didn't do too much meddling in tdhea to be considered single behavior, he was just kinda there......bc he had nothing better to do while pupsick!reader was at study sessions 😔 very conveniently-timed study sessions and bakery shifts without jeno that leave jeno completely free to be in every relevant scene for tdhea... aw shucks 😔😔😔 and her very convenient bakery shifts in changer2 like wow 😔😔 minseok is rlly working pupsick!reader to the bone huh 😔😔😔😔 pupsick3 is just gonna b reader and jeno unionizing against minseok

one thing to know abt strawbsunday universe!renjun is that he is going to be BUSY and BOOKED between school, running an online persona solving people's magical ailments, meddling in his friends' relationships, and falling head over heels for his academic rival who is currently in her pepe silvia arc. do NOT underestimate his multi-tasking abilities. he's built different

but im rlly so happy that you liked the fics so much to send me SO MUCH abt it and have all these little thoughts like you truly keep my writing heart fed. like i write for myself but i post for others, and actually knowing that there's a human out there reading them and coming to interact with me and give genuine feedback rlly makes posting worth it so THANK YOU so so much truly 💗💗💗🫶🫶🫶

#answered #✨ anon #talk #text #mine #fb #f: love bites #au: strawberry sunday #strawberry sunday: meta #f: the bite #f: dr_magic2303 #f: strawberry sunday #f: tdhea #f: pupsick #i hope i addressed everything omg #like i already said I LOVE YOU SMMMM THANK YOU 🫶🫶🫶 #fave #happy tag

[look-at-the-soul]

Oohh hi! Gossip Girl here!🥰 Ok I typed this up earlier and then got distracted and forgot to actually send it as an ask😂 The downside of typing in notes and getting distracted😂

but hi!:) I've been good! I get to fly and see my family tomorrow so that's exciting! (Plus no school!) 😂 I really want to try and get more of a story done but I also don't know if that'll happen 😂 I'm very excited to see my sister!!

And yes you do a very good job at pulling my emotions for all the stories of yours I read!❤️❤️

Lol, it's totally fine if the previous messages are still saved and stuff! I'll be around for a while so take all the time you need! 😂😂 🥰 (Plus I think I rambled a bit so they were a tad long 😅 oops)

I usually type stuff in my notes and then look up a word counter online and try to like manually edit it😂 I should probably start using work to make sure it's better though. I'll like post something and then realize a few days later autocorrect/auto finish screwed me over changed a word slightly without me realizing and then it bugs me😂 I really just want to go through and like re-edit everything to make it right but idk how long that would take😂 But I like using the Notes for writing though because I can like quickly send it to my IPad where I usually edit and finish formatting stuff😂 Plus I'm scared of typing something long up and then like word or tumblr loses it too😭😭 It's happened on both before and sometimes on Word I can recover it but usually it doesn't work to well because I forget to save often enough😂

And ooohhh can I ask where you're going for the weekend? Is it for fun plans!:)

And yeah!! I'm glad you've got good weather!! It also just got a bit colder for me here in Florida but it's still relatively sunny which is nicer! When it gets to be chillier I like it because it gives me an excuse to bundle up in fun sweatshirts and beanies😂

But I think that's all I got for now! You're amazing!!!🥰🥰🥰

Hey GG!

Just a little heads up 😊 my main account got banned (I know it’s so annoying and it makes no sense) but in the mean time I created a side account -I can still get messages in my inbox so we’re good there.

Oh, I hope you’re enjoying your family time a lot!!! Haha it’s okay, if you can, work on that story but also I hope you get to make the most out of your time with your sister 💖

Thank you so so much!! This is the best compliment a writer can get ✨♥️

Yeah I have them! I wanted to answer them earlier, buuut I got my account banned 😔 so I took a couple of days off - I was feeling down about it. But it’s all good now. Nah, you didn’t rambled, your messages makes me smile plus we don’t have words limitations so that’s good!

It’s so annoying to mess up with a word and noticing so late about it 😂 I recently downloaded wpswriter for a tablet because I won’t be able to have access to my laptop and I needed it to edit the stories, correct grammar mistakes and such, there’s a free version and it’s practically a word (copy paste!) you can even save on the internal cloud your document so for anyone without a laptop access this is also a good option on the go, it also has spreadsheets and presentations option 🙂 but yeah, agree on the notes they’re lifesaver !! Oh but word has the unsaved document options, in case you really need something there must be a tutorial to recover those…

Yeah my brother is attending the F1 during the weekend so I’m puppysitting their dog 🥰

Weather is weird haha yesterday was so hot I even went to get some ice cream 🍦 but then I have to get a sweater or something at night, anyways I hope you get lots of sunny days but chilly enough for a sweatshirt:)

Have a lovely Sunday! You’re amazing as well!! ✨x

[pumpkinspice-prouvaire]

18, 19, or 39 for the writers ask? :]

I bet u thought I forgot about these, right? Hehehe. I mean, I totally did, but anyways

This one is a long boi so it's under the read more

18. Choose a passage from your writing. Tell me about the backstory of this moment. How you came up with it, how it changed from start to end. Spicy addition: Questioner provides the passage. I asked aro-enj to pick a passage for me because idk man!!! And conveniently they were already reading this fic so this is what they went with

"You know you don’t have to put on all that stuff to impress me, right?” he tells Enjolras softly, “I think you’re stunning no matter what you wear.”

Enjolras looks up at him and smiles. “Oh, I know. But I kind of like it. I actually feel good in it, which I didn’t expect, and it’s always nice to say fuck you to gender, right?”

“Right,” Grantaire agrees.

“And,” Enjolras’ eyes fall back to the documentary, even though they’ve barely been paying attention to it, “I like the way you look at me. When I’m wearing that stuff. And,” he looks up, and the look in his eyes is just a little too mischievous for Grantaire’s liking. “I like when you drop stuff because you’re too busy staring at me. It’s funny.”

Uhhh okay let's see... I know putting Enjolras in lingerie is kind of a ✨hot take✨ sometimes, and I get that. People sometimes tend to associate lingerie with femininity, and occasionally you'll see a male character wearing lingerie who kind of has a submissive personality? And to be clear that's totally fine, he's a fictional character it doesn't matter THE SLIGHTEST BIT. It's just not my personal headcanon for Enjolras, so I kind of wanted to make it clear that he was doing this because he wants to murder gender and dance on its grave, not because he wants to slot into a traditionally feminine and or submissive role, or that he was just doing it to make Grantaire happy. I feel like I've explained this very badly but....bon appetit

Oh! Also!!! He likes it because he likes that Grantaire thinks he's hot/pretty/beautiful/sexy/whatever else. Just because he's ace doesn't mean he doesn't want his boyfriend to find him attractive, and everyone likes the self esteem boost of knowing someone can't take their eyes off you, right? That's what Enj is getting out of this.

Also, they're fucking cute. Established ExR is so fun to write, I spend so much time putting them in situations where they get together. It's so nice just writing them existing as a couple <3

19. Tell me a story about your writing journey. When did you start? Why did you start? Were there bumps along the way? Where are you now and where are you going? I used to do a lot of writing back when I was like 15, 16? Mostly original, although there was some fanfiction. Then one day I just kind of stopped? No real reason, just kind of stopped feeling creative and lost interest and I guess did other things?

And then I started again in 2020 because of quarantine boredom!!! I fell down a nostalgic les mis fic rabbit hole that I haven't managed to pull myself out of yet lmao, and decided to do it myself

I don't know where I'm going??? I'd love to get a decent idea and start writing original fiction again, but there's nothing really jumping out at me right now and I'm content enough to keep writing my blorbos in the meanwhile

39. What keeps you writing when you feel like giving up? Because I know that even if I wanna throw the entire thing in the bin right now, if I persevere I'll always get to a place where I'm more or less happy with it, and if one person enjoys it then it's all worth it <3

#answered #v slowly getting to these lol #i suck we all know this

[renjunsbabygirl]

12:37 AM

A loud deep groan escaped jaehyun's mouth as he orgasmed for the umpteenth time that night. How many orgasms had he had? You had no idea. You lost count after the fourth round.

"How's that, baby?" You asked, chuckling a bit at his fucked out form. You gave his cute little butt a soft spank. Your strap still buried balls deep in his ass.

"Fucking amazing," he breathes. "Let's go again."

"Jae, we've been going at it for nearly two hours now," you exclaimed. "I'm tired."

"Then let me ride you," he hurriedly suggested. "Let me ride you. Fuck, please let me ride you."

Gosh, you never realized how high his sex drive was up until this point.

"Okay, fine," you agreed. Gently removing the strap from his hole before moving over to the chair in the corner of the room. Jaehyun bounced off the bed with no problem. Like he wasn't just in doggy style for nearly two hours.

You sat down with your legs spread. The silicon strap standing high and tall. You open your arms, telling him to come on. He happily straddled your lap. His chiseled chest hovering over your face. Stroking your strap like it was an actual cock before aligning it to his hole. Slowly, he sank down on the strap. Closing his eyes and once again groaning loudly at the euphoric feeling.

You lick your lips at the sight. Planting your hands on his hips, massaging them as he slowly bounces up and down. Him doing the same by placing his hands on your shoulders.

"You're so pretty," you praise him. "Taking my cock like a good boy."

You give his nipple a few kitty licks before wrapping your mouth fully around it. This sets him off and he begins bouncing faster. Whimpers leaving his mouth out of pure bliss. You release his nipple from your mouth before doing the same to the other.

"Oh, my god," he moans, wrapping a hand around his throbbing cock. "I'm gonna cum."

Suddenly getting some energy back, you lifted him up slightly with all your strength, snapping your hips up to thrust back into him roughly. He vigorously jerks his cock. Biting his bottom lip harshly as he nears another orgasm. You remove one hand from his hip to wrap around his neck, pulling him into a wet hungry kiss.

He cums. Splattering his hot white semen on his hand, some landing on your chest.

He pulls away from the kiss to catch his breathe. Pieces of his curly black hair fell over his hooded eyes. You brush them to the side leaning your forehead on his. You remove his cum covered hand from around his cock. Replacing it with your own; slowly pumping it to ride out his high.

"Fuck, that was crazy," he muttered, breathlessly "Never thought I could do that."

"Never thought you'd have a higher sex drive than me," you laugh.

He slides off of the strap. Helping you out of the harness and placing it on top of the dresser. You're about to walk to the bathroom to run a bath for him but he stops you; setting you back down on the chair.

"What are you doing?" You questioned as he sat on his knees in front of you.

"You just gave me the bestest sex ever," he said grabbing your calf's, setting your legs on his broad shoulders. "Did you really think I wasn't gonna pay you back?" He asked.

But before you can even respond,

He dove right in.

-

I would like to apologize for being dead as hell for the past several months. I started college back in august and i barely have time for anything nowadays. y'all had no idea how bad my writers block was until rn. anyways, thanks for staying tuned! and as always, the requests are open so feel free to send in one! 💕✨groups are listed in my bio!

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[boydiisaster]

HI ITS LATE NIGHT AND IM HAVING OM BOYS BRAINROT UHHHH if your asks are still open, I couldnt tell from ur pinned post so if ur asks were closed im super super sorry D: but,,could I request poly headcanons of Satan, Barb and a FTM MC? thanks sm :DD -✨ me im sparkle anon now yup yup

poly headcanons with satan and barbartos

reader: male, he/him pronouns (please dni with this work if you're fem aligned)

tw/cw: dysphoria mention

author's note: i've always wanted a specific anon omg hi!!! and requests are almost always opened, i'm just a slow writer who finishes his works then instantly deletes like half of it cus he doesn't like it anymore [weep] but thank you for requesting these two!! i hardly ever get requests specifically for satan and barb so it makes me very happy <333

satan

I personally headcanon Satan as someone who loves baking, so trust me when I say that you will never go hungry with him as one of your boyfriends. He'll constantly ask if you've eaten today, ready to whip you up something if your answer is no.

He sends you cat pictures all the time. He even asks if you have any other social media outlets where he can send you more cat pictures. You would tell him no, but due to his detective skills you doubt your accounts would stay a secret to him for long.

Satan loves movie nights. Horror movie nights with you are a blast, especially when you watch Devildom horror movies. The Human Realm's slasher and paranormal movies don't compare to how scary and bloodthirsty the Devildom's are. When you get scared, Satan holds you close and rubs circles into your back, whispering that it's okay. He even offers you some of the cat-shaped suckers that he regularly buys from the candy store.

He reminds you to take off your binder every day. Satan literally sets a timer once you put on your binder, and once it's passed 8 hours he contacts you. Satan is smart, but he's also the type to panic easily, so even if you keep your binder on for more than a minute after his timer goes off he'll freak out and worry that by going a little over the scheduled time your ribs will shatter like porcelain.

(I headcanon Satan as trans ftm, but for these specific headcanons let's say he's cisgender.)

Please reassure him that his boyfriend's ribs aren't made of glass and that they won't break so easily. He's panicking, MC, help.

barbatos

Despite not having much free time on his hands, Barbatos tries with all his might to give you the perfect relationship. Pretty much every free moment he has is spent with you, minus the moments where he just needs alone time.

Overall, he's a very caring but stressed out lover. An out-of-character headcanon I have is just to relieve stress he blasts heavy metal and trims his hair in the bathroom of his room late at night when Diavolo is asleep, cup of black coffee and a late night sweet beside him. (He's not one for energy drinks, so I'm sorry if you like them.)

Barbatos actually gets flustered quite easily! All you need to do is make a move to hold his hand in public and already you've got an embarrassed demon on your hands. His face always resembles a tomato after you're done complimenting his cooking, as well.

"Thank you, MC," he'll say behind a gloved hand, trying hard to not let you see him in such a vulnerable state.

Unlike Satan, Barbatos isn't as worried about your ribs. He'll still remind you to take your binder off of course, (if you wear one), but he knows your ribcage isn't going to burst if you wear it for a little longer than you're supposed to.

Just don't wear it for more than an hour after you're supposed to. Then he'll turn into Satan.

"MC your ribs are going to crack please take your binder off."

If you experience dysphoria, Barbatos is always there to try and make it a bit more bearable. He offers masculine compliments or goes as far as to suggest putting a spell over you to help. He even asks if you'd like him to talk to Diavolo about paying for you to start testosterone or get a surgery. He knows it's incredibly expensive in the human realm to do so, but there's nothing a little bit of magic and the literal Prince of Hell can't accomplish!

satan and barbatos

Sometimes you and Satan go up to the Demon Lord's castle to deliver some lunch for Barbatos, just to make sure he remembers to eat. He's so busy taking care of other people that sometimes he forgets to take care of himself. It happens, and it worries you, but you needn't fret because Barbatos has you and Satan to care about him.

Satan's brothers are so jealous of all the food Barbatos and Satan cook for you, especially Beel. It embarrasses you to no end the looks the other six brothers give you after your boyfriends cook you up what could qualify as a gourmet meal from Ristorante Six.

"It's not fair!" Leviathan whines as Satan sits a heaping plate of delicious human realm food down in front of you. "Why does MC get the special treatment just because he's your boyfriend?!"

"That's exactly why he gets the special treatment. You just answered your own question," Satan hums, smug grin on his face as he watches Levi nearly tip back in his chair from trying to demonstrate how angry he is.

You smile awkwardly and while Satan's back is turned offer up a piece of chicken. Leviathan takes it happily, mouthing "thank you."

"MC?"

You jump, banging your knee against the bottom of the table. You wince. "Yes?"

Satan gives you a playful smile. "You're too nice for your own good." He then pecks your cheek. "That's why I love you."

Sometimes the three of you will go out shopping together, always stopping by bookstores or tea shops before hitting your actual destination, which is sometimes just a larger, more fancy bookstore or tea shop....

It's okay though, because afterwards you make a trip to Madame Scream's and buy some desserts for each other. It's cute whenever Satan or Barbatos pick out a dessert they want you to try and mask it by saying "It just looked good, I thought you would enjoy it."

Barbatos leaves you a kiss on the back of your hand once your day is over and he has to get back to the Prince, saying that he loves you and that he'll see you tomorrow, throwing in a "darling" or "love" somewhere in there. It's romantic. Him and Satan make the best boyfriends, especially if you're fond of old books or creepy curses. The entirety of the dark academia aesthetic makes up your relationship with those two. Throw in a bit of baking and that pretty much sums up your boyfriends and you.

It's adorable, though. Everyone's jealous, especially Mammon.

#✨.anon #i didnt know whether you wanted an all around mutual poly relationship- #so im sorry if this isnt what you wanted! #also im sorry this took so long i kept deleting everything after i finished cus i didnt like it- #obey me #obey me shall we date #barbatos x reader #barbatos x male reader #satan x reader #satan x male reader #obey me x trans reader #obey me x male reader #obey me x reader #obey me satan x reader #obey me barbatos x reader #obey me satan #obey me barbatos #bee's beehive #worker!bee

[aerielz]

Here's a Ted Lasso lb nobody asked for, so I can stop flooding @lifeisagiftdontwasteit's inbox.

EP 103 under the cut!

Rebecca Welton is a powerhouse of a bitch that's gonna crack at some point very soon and I CAN'T WAIT.

"Siri, call shithead."

LMFAO.

Directing and editing in this show like *chef's kiss*

No okay I mean Ted is the purest cutest mfr out there and I get it but can we talk about how sexy it is when he fixes his hair back? When it falls to his forehead and he slides two fingers back and-- ✨

"So, use Jamie as a decoy?"

Yeah he's gonna love it.

"Manager innocently feeds young woman whose relationship does not define her."

TED LASSO NEEDS TO BE PROTECTED. OKAY?

"Jamie's Tart Breaks Tartt's Heart."

"You have no idea of the power of rhyming in this goddamn country."

I LAUGH AT EVERY LINE. HOW DOES THIS SHOW DOES THIS? Last thing that made me laugh this much was like. Idk, TWW.

The "I know the owner of the paper scene"-- I keep pausing and coming back to see each of their reactions because the actinG.

Like I love the nuance in Ted's face? That little "She's amazing, isn't she amazing, look at her, my boss is great" smile, and the turn of his head. And how everything goes from like screwball comedy to really serious in their face in like microseconds, these people are beasts when it comes to acting. Just fucking beasts.

Like. Mind the next few lines in the exchange between Rebecca and Higgins

"There's no way she can trace that photo back to me, can she?"

"...yes."

"What do you mean 'yes'? Did you not use an alias or a burner phone?"

"I'm not a spy Rebecca, I just a director of football operations."

"And equally proficient at both."

"Well, thank you. Wait."

The way she says the "What do you mean yes???". The entire exchange is just delightfully unhinged. It holds such a delightful comic exasperation, and the actress clearly has a solid grip on this kind of comedy, this really in-your-face thing, super reactive etc.

But then... the exasperation --idk, is it just me projecting or does the desperation really comes through between the cracks?

Like. At this point we've seen enough to know there's some deeper stuff going on with her, and the range of emotions on the second episode is really something. Specially when she tries to be kind: her kindness feels guarded. The script the takes that guarded, wounded kindness, and turn it into rage, and she turns the rage from the words into comedy gold, but there's desperation in that rage, because she never let go of that wounded-guarded thing? I mean ?????/!:$3&3&2'dkss

She takes the hints of deflection in the script and builds so much complexity into a line or two -- how the fuck does she do that? How the fuck does someone even has that much control.

And the writers know and they're very fucking good and they take that and manage to layer even more on top of what the she does and.

I have so much respect for everyone who writes for the actors. Everyone should always do it. They'll invariably show you the five hundred layers of sheer humanity in a stupid line about toy soldiers or burner phones or not being a spy and it's the most beautiful thing in the world. Actors impress me every time, dude. every day. they're literally the reason I do what I do

"I spoke to the owner of The Sun--"

"You spoke to god?"

I'M HOLLERING I DID NOT SEE THAT ONE COMING

"You know what you do with a tough cookie? Dip 'em in milk"

I'm shipping these two so hard you have no idea. It's been 3 episodes what the fuck

Who'd've thought I'd be actually liking Roy. Huh.

I'm in love with keeley.

That's it. That's yall gotta know.

Keeley.

"Made me think of you."

[Puts a cactus down the table]

"Its strong and a bit prickly."

Like I said.

Keeley.

I love to see Rebecca's moments of vague vulnerability. The small cracks, the moments when she's being really honest but there's this very thick veneer of being sensible and professional and logical.

"Oh my God. That means there's a picture of you naked in a yacht."

Keeley.

"Where did you get those?"

"My mum."

SUCH A GENUINE SMILE. I DARE SAY SHE'S FLATTERED.

Rebecca is my favorite trope of character. The "Rich, Smug and Issues™" type. And that is usually a trope reserved to men, and I'm fucking thriving that there's a woman fitting this so well and it's so well acted and at least so far so well written.

Oh my god did Rebecca just bonded with someone 🥺🥺🥺🥺 AND WITH KEELEY?

I'M GONNA SCREAM.

Ted's "I appreciate ya" is just... Like. Perfect characterization. Just. Fucking perfect.

PHOEBE KICKING THE BALL RIGHT IN TED'S NOSE OH MY GOD

I think I just learned something a out comedy here? Like, it's obvious when you think about it, bc comedy it's all about timing, but most jokes only work if you do it so fast there's no time for people to notice what you're going for? Like she just takes the ball and kicks it and when you register it you're already laughing.

"Let me ask you this... Is my tongue still inmy mouth?"

THE CHANGES IN TONE I'M GONNA HAVE A STROKE THIS SHOW HAS NO BUSINESS BEING THIS GOOD

Oh my god I love Roy ;; I can't believe this

WAIT IS KEELEY/ROY GONNA BE A THING?

OH MY GOD PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE

the-the-the changes in her expression that last shot, I'm-

Oh my god who the fuck is hannah Waddingham?

Jesus fucking christ.

[she’s already half melted into Ted’s charm fight me]

Edit: OKAY LET'S TALK ABOUT THIS LAST SHOT SHALL WE

Let's talk about Rebecca's little smile. A smile that's unsure and wavering and brief and that comes at a moment she probably didn't want it to come -- because it's all about Ted being so, so, sweet. And also because yeah, he's gonna fail!!! And then it slips into something sad and wistful and now she's mad because her plan is going so smoothly down the drain.

Because for some fucking reason everyone likes Ted fucking Lasso.

Even her. She likes Ted.

And then when she screams "FUCK" is more than just her plan failing because of external reasons, it's her plan failing because even she's starting to surrender to his sweetness and are those-- yep she's this close to crying out of anger and just sheer desperation because nothing works and what am I gonna do and--

This show. This fucking show.

#Ted Lasso #az lbs Ted Lasso

[charmtion]

I feel like your writings should get many more attention than they do you are my favorite writer thank you for the stories <3

I feel like I am fairly used to not being the popular writer on the block in terms of fic and fandom, & I am actually okay about that. I have never written one of those stories that pulls in ridiculous numbers of hits/kudos/comments, & I probably never will—maybe it's because the tone of my writing is often moody and a bit melancholic, skips every happy trope, and homes in on microscopic details that people probably find irrelevant and annoying, lol; but I have the best salt-mates to bounce off if I'm feeling a little unloved, as we all do from time to time. 🌝

saying that, the engagement I get with my stories is something I absolutely treasure; I never, ever take it for granted that my readers take so much care and attention when looking over my words—that I even have readers!

I have people pouring mini-essays into my inbox and I always catch myself gazing at them in awe like: they wrote this about my stuff??? for me to read??? and I want to put a gentle hand on their head and say thank you to their gorgeous, generous minds even tho thank you never seems enough. it never gets old, & I will never not be achingly thankful for it, for them—and for you, bub! this is a beautiful ask; every writer's dream to receive. ✨ x

#charm talks