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perfectpaperbluebirds · 1 year

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Domestic Drabble #97

(In F [lu] Major)

Couldn’t decide whether I wanted Sick!Theo or Sick!Shane so have a generic sick male protog instead.

She's in the kitchen cooking dinner when he arrives home. Usually he wastes no time in running upstairs and hopping into the shower, sometimes not even saying hello, but today he breaks pattern and pads into the kitchen. Going to her side, he loops his arms around her waist and buries his face in her shoulder, sighing heavily.

"Hello to you too," she says, kissing the top of his head. "Everything okay?"

"No. I'm getting sick," he mumbles, not lifting his head.

"Oh no… how sick are we talking? On the couch with tissues and a cold or in bed with Tylenol and the flu?"

He only shrugs, scrubbing at his nose with a sniffle.

"Poor thing. You must be feeling really crummy if you're admitting it to me already."

As if in response, he suddenly turns away from her and presses his elbow to his face to catch a loud, miserable pair of throat scraping sneezes.

"HehyYIIZSHHhoo! hihtESHHHiew!"

"Bless you, babe," she coos sympathetically. "Those sounded rough. Why don't you go change clothes and get more comfortable?"

To her surprise, he shakes his head. "I'd rather stay with you."

"With me? Why? I'll just be cooking for a while longer yet."

"I know." He makes his way to a nearby chair gingerly, as if in pain, and slowly lowers himself down. "And I'll sit with you while you cook."

She smiles at him over her shoulder. "Needing some extra company tonight because you're not feeling good?"

"I guess maybe." He unbuttons the cuffs of his shirt and begins to roll up his sleeves, shaky but determined, giving her a tiny smile. She loves when he shows off his forearms, and he is well aware of that fact. He loves to tease her about it, and use it to his advantage when necessary.

Worry stirs in her heart nonetheless. "Too warm?" she asks.

"Only a little."

"Think you're feverish?"

"Don't think so. You can check if you want, though," he says with a sleepy yawn.

Of course she moves to his side right away, pressing her lips to his forehead this time. "You might feel a little warm… or else it's my imagination. I think you're probably okay for now."

"That's good," he sniffles. "I need to rest for a bit and I don't want you fussing around with the thermometer." He props his head up on one hand, elbow on the table. "Tell me about your day," he says with another yawn.

Unable to miss the sore-sounding rasp in his voice, yet flattered her company was wanted in spite of that, she willingly takes over the conversation. "Okay, so you know all the drama that's been going on between Kelly and Amanda? So today…."

She talks for a long time as she cooks, filling him in on the mundane goings-on at her workplace. He nods and frowns and laughs at the correct places, but his sniffling, throat clearing, and fittish coughing are a constant backdrop, and his eyes gradually take on a foggy, glazed look that she knows from experience will get worse before it gets better. Still, she so rarely gets his undivided attention, busy and easily distracted as he tends to be, that she continues as long as she can.

The spell is broken at last when he erupts into another painful sounding sneezing fit, one that she had seen him struggling against for several minutes.

"TTSSSZ'shieww! heh'TIHSSHH! "HAHHT'zzxxsshh!"

"Bless you, love," she says as he blows his nose. "You're sounding worse, not better. Think you're ready to go shower yet?"

"If I must," he sighs, slowly standing. "Maybe it'll help."

"Help what?"

"...Everything." He huffs an approximation of a laugh.

"Aww, poor guy. I hope it does help. I don't know why you've put it off for so long as it is, Mister Showers-Three-Times-A-Day."

"What can I say? I like being clean-n…." The last word is cut off by a hoarse cough, followed by several more.

She can only look on worriedly. He looks so miserable and pitiful as he quiets that she can't help but go wrap her arms around him. He sags into the hug weakly.

"Those made my chest hurt just hearing them," she murmurs in his ear. "You need to rest. The sooner you go change, the sooner you can lie down."

He grunts in assent and reluctantly pulls away, turning to shuffle toward the stairs that lead to the master bath. She watches him until he's out of a sight, torn between fondness and concern.

He returns in due time, freshly showered but otherwise looking no better. If anything his fatigue is more visible without his work clothes to give the appearance of composure, though she loves the ugly, red sweater he's wearing in the way one loves familiar, comforting things. He shuffles his way to the couch and collapses into the corner, letting his head fall back with a weary (and wheezy) sigh.

Dinner is ready only moments later. She prepares a plate for him and sets it down on a TV tray at his side. He perks up a little and pulls the food closer with murmured thanks, digging in eagerly enough. She joins him on the couch with her own plate and turns on the National Geographic channel for background noise. They don't talk much as a rule during dinner, both of them preoccupied with their own thoughts and plates. He eats some of everything, enough that she doesn't worry too much, then brings his plate into the kitchen and clears it. She listens to him sniffle and cough the whole time, not quite drowned out by the sound of the TV, especially when he sneezes twice in quick succession, and wonders once more if he's playing it up a touch because he's tired, or if he's coming down with something nasty.

He sinks back into the couch when he returns, bundling a blanket around himself this time. His eyes follow the screen, but he seems distant and unfocused. His blinking gets heavier and heavier, and in no time he's sleeping, head tucked into the corner and snoring softly.

She leaves the TV playing and takes the opportunity to wash and dry the dishes while he naps. She wonders, though, how much rest he's getting. Between the snoring and the interspersed coughing fits triggered by the snoring, she can't imagine sleeping is doing him much good presently.

Once the dishes are finished, she makes her way back to the living room to find he has changed positions. He's now lying on his back, sprawled out across the whole couch, still bundled in blankets and snoring even louder if possible with an arm thrown over his eyes. She turns off the overhead light, and she thinks he relaxes slightly. Since the TV seems to be the last thing on his mind, she changes the channel to one of her shows. Upon hearing the new program, he groans softly and rolls over to face the back of the couch. She goes to his side, nudging his shoulder.

"Sit up a sec. And scootch down a little."

He groggily does as he's told, and she sits where his head was, putting a pillow on her lap for him. He smiles a tiny smile as he assumes his new position.

"Thanks, babe," he rasps.

"Sure. How're you feeling?"

"Cruddy. I ache all over."

"Do you want to go to bed?"

"I dunno," he mumbles, barely audible.

"Hmm. Just try to relax, then," she whispers as she begins to run her fingers through his hair and rub his neck. He's asleep again in no time, and he's no longer snoring, for which she is grateful.

They stay that way for a long time, her watching TV, him dozing. She mostly lets him be, stroking his hair if he gets restless and starts coughing, but she can't keep her eyes from straying to his face every so often. After a while she begins to note the saturated tone his skin has taken on, even visible in the dim light. Yet when she tries to push the blanket down, he clutches it tighter with a little moan, though he doesn't seem to wake.

With careful maneuvering, she reaches for the thermometer she'd brought with her and positions it under his arm, trying to disturb him as little as possible. He seems not to notice, sleeping on, or so she thinks. Yet when she removes the device to check it, she makes a concerned 'tsk' in spite of herself. At the sound, he shifts ever so slightly and his eyes meet hers.

"What's the verdict?" he croaks.

"You've officially progressed from tissues and the couch to medicine and bed," she whispers.

"Lucky me," he sighs. "So that means I have to move, then?"

"Indeed it does." She prods him to sit up, and he sluggishly complies, but then immediately sags against her when he's sitting, his head falling onto her shoulder as he yawns hugely.

"C'mon, love. You shouldn't stay down here. We'll get the heating pad going for your aches and Vicks for that cough so hopefully you can be comfortable and get some real sleep. You've got a hell of a fever already. I don't want it to get any worse."

"Hell of a fever, huh?" He chuckles tiredly. "I'm glad I've impressed you. So what do I win for my effort?"

She laughs too. She shifts him off of her so she can stand, then takes his hands and pulls him up behind her, speaking as she does. "If you keep impressing me like this tomorrow, you'll win an all-expenses paid day home from work in our luxurious bridal suite with bottomless soup and tea. You might even get a soothing massage, if you play your cards right."

"Hihh'KHHTCH! TZZZ'SCHUUH!"

The sneeze bursts over the second half of her joke, and she's slightly miffed that he probably missed most of it. But he still smiles wanly as she blesses him.

"I guess I'll take it. But are you gonna sleep in the other room to avoid my germs?"

"Should I?"

He shakes his head. "I'm cold and sore and I need you in bed with me more than ever. I don't want to be alone. Even if I am gross and sneezy."

She stretches up to kiss his hot forehead. "If you need me there, then of course I'll be there, germs and all."

She begins to lead the way to their bedroom, and he finally follows. Of course he has to cough as they walk, and his coughing is sounding even chestier and more painful than before. She's glad when they reach their destination and she can help him into bed at last. He groans weakly as he sinks into the mattress with a shudder, and she can't tell if it's from pleasure or discomfort. She thinks it's likely both.

" 'm so achy," he croaks again, reading her thoughts. "Can barely move."

"Let's see if we can do something about that," she murmurs, tucking the blankets around him.

She fusses around for a bit, getting all the things he needs. But once he's drunk a good amount of water and taken medicine and is lying on a heating pad with plenty of Vicks, she throws on her pajamas and crawls in beside him. He wastes no time in closing any distance between them, enveloping them both in the scent of menthol. He muffles a cough behind his lips as he presses his face against her side, then sighs as she begins to scratch his back.

"I hope you don't get too warm from sleeping with me," he mumbles. "I probably feel sweltering to you."

"You do," she agrees. "But it's not the first time I've slept with you when you're running a fever and it won't be the last I'm sure. Your comfort is what matters right now."

She feels him smile against her but doesn't reply, letting her ease him into sleep by her gentle hand on his back.

#My writing #everyone is hotter with a fever #dipping my toes back in with something that I don't care about getting reblogs #but I mean feel free to reblog if you want

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rafor · 5 months

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Chapter 54 - Full Day - The Glitch

We were sound asleep in our tent, snuggled up in the hammock, when Siveth burst in without a warning. She shouted, “Wake up, you lovebirds!” and gave the hammock a hard shove. I jolted awake with a scream and snapped, “What the hell?!” I saw her grinning face and felt Freya stir beside me. She greeted Siveth with a sleepy “Good morning”, but I was still annoyed. “Don’t do that again, please! I could have hurt her by accident. Or bitten you without thinking,” I said. She laughed and said, “Oh, calm down. No need to get so angry.” I glared at her, feeling offended. Erebus came in and saw us cuddling together. He smiled and said, “Aww, you two are so cute. What did you do last night?” I answered quickly, “Nothing. She was cold, so we slept together. Like a couple that we are.” Freya added, “Yeah, and it’s still cold, I see.” Erebus said, “It’s not colder than yesterday. Are you feeling sick?” She looked at him and then at me. I looked at her too and saw that she was fine. She didn’t look tired or sick at all. She said, “I don’t think so.” Erebus shrugged and said, “Alright, whatever. I hope you’re not. Now get up. We have to go.” I asked, “Go where?” He said, “We have another lesson today. Caine and Vexus will stay here and guard the camp. Siveth will come with us.” I said, “Okay, how far is this place?” He said, “Not too far. We’ll follow the river. We can fly there.” I asked, “How will she fly?” and looked at Siveth. She said, “I’ll swim up the river and follow you. Don’t worry.” Her stomach rumbled, and she added, “And maybe I’ll catch something to eat on the way.” Caine joked, “Ha ha, don’t eat one of them while you’re at it. You know how you get when you’re hungry.” She didn’t appreciate his joke and snapped at him, “Really? Thanks for telling me something I already know. I could eat you too!” She lunged at him and bit his neck. Vexus tried to pull her off him, but she let go and yelled at him, “That’s what you get for making fun of me, brother.” Caine groaned in pain with a poisoned bite on his neck and said, “Sorry, sorry, I was joking, Siveth.” Vexus looked at him with concern and said, “Siveth, please don’t bite your brother like that. He was just joking.” She gave him the same look she gave Caine earlier and said, “You’re lucky I ran out of poison. Otherwise, you’d get the same treatment.” He didn’t back down and said, “Damn it, Siveth, why are you always such a bitch with us? We didn’t mean to upset you. Sorry.”

She was unforgiving and pounced on him as well. She pinned his head to the ground with her claws. He struggled to free himself, but she bit him hard, even without poison. Then she positioned herself to snap his spine, the same move she had used on me, but she stopped short of actually doing it. She hissed, “Now shut up, or I’ll paralyze you for life.” He went silent and still, unable to speak. She was strangling him. He was on the verge of losing consciousness, but she sensed that and released him. He collapsed to the ground, gasping for air, and tried to get up again. He didn’t utter a word, and neither did we. Caine’s neck was turning black, and he was drifting in and out of awareness. Vexus noticed that and rushed to help him. He bit him without hesitation and watched him as he regained his senses shortly after. The black mark on his neck healed in less than fifteen minutes.

Siveth observed everything in silence, but we could feel her anger. She was hungry and furious, so for a moment, I decided to provoke her. Since I was still in my form like theirs, I said, “Maybe, before we leave, I could try to have a duel with such a beast.” She turned to me and looked at me as if I were one of her kin. She said, “Only because you’re not my brother and have other duties to fulfill, I’ll spare you this time. But maybe we’ll have some fun later if you’re so eager to get your ass kicked.” I replied, “Uuuh, I can’t wait.” Erebus intervened and said, “Ok, everyone, get over yourself; now please get ready to move. We’ve wasted enough time.” After he said that, I shifted back to my original dragon form, and we headed to the river. Siveth dove into it, and Erebus asked her, “Do you remember the way?” She said, “Yeah, it’s not like I can get lost. There aren’t many paths in this river.” We then took off, and she swam along with us. She was remarkably fast and agile in the water. It was like watching a crocodile following its prey. She kept up with us even though she was only swimming.

On our way, we saw some quadrupeds crossing the river. They resembled sheep but were different. They were not very smart animals, and when they saw Siveth, they did not flee but continued to follow each other slowly through the water. Siveth picked a target and submerged herself stealthily. Moments later, the poor sheep vanished underwater, and nothing resurfaced except for Siveth, who looked very pleased and satisfied with her breakfast. "What a hunter!" I exclaimed, “Wow, you’re really a cold-blooded killer.” She replied, “Oh, thank you,” and she dived again. Another sheep disappeared, then another one, and she was done. She had eaten three sheep.

She emerged from the water with a slight bulge near her stomach, a sign of her recent feast. She glanced at me and Freya and said, “Normally, this is the fate of a shadow dragon who falls into our clutches.” I shuddered and said, “That’s horrible and cruel.” She chuckled and continued to lead the way. We flew for another hour before Erebus pointed out something in the distance. “Do you see that?” he asked. “See what?” I said. “Over there,” he said. I squinted and saw a shimmering lake. “What? A lake?” I said. “Exactly. We’re landing there,” he said. “Oh, finally!” I exclaimed. Freya muttered, “Just keep that twisted dragon away from me.” I asked, “Who?” She hissed, “Siveth. How dare she talk to my husband like that?” I reassured her, “Don’t worry, I doubt I’ll ever be on her menu for real.” Erebus said, “She’s just teasing. Don’t take her too seriously.” I wondered, “What happens if a shadow dragon comes here?” He said, “Well, she wasn’t lying about the interrogation. If they cooperate, they’ll be released into the wild without their wings. If they don’t..." He trailed off, and I prompted, “You kill them?” He shook his head. “I don’t kill them. I don’t like killing my own kind. But the Earth Dragon won’t hesitate to do so and make them her lunch.” I felt a surge of fear and said, “Oh my God, please tell me there aren’t other creatures like her that do the same thing.” He said, “I’m afraid there are. And maybe, now that you can shapeshift, you should avoid this form.” I looked at myself. I loved my wings, my colors, everything. I had been like this for years, except for some recent changes. We landed on the shore of the lake, and Siveth leaped out of the water. She looked sick, as if she was going to vomit.

I exclaimed, “Are you all right? Did you gorge yourself too much?” She gave me no answer, and to my astonishment, she regurgitated a pristine bone. Freya shrieked and hid behind me, then muttered, “That is so, so revolting.” She looked nauseous too, but since she had nothing in her stomach, she was spared. I turned to Erebus and whispered, “Is this normal for her or is she trying to impress us?” He retorted, “Why don’t you ask her yourself?” I said, “I don’t know. I doubt she’ll be honest with me.” I spoke cautiously, keeping some distance from her. I didn’t want her to overhear us, but she was approaching us now, and Erebus finally added, “She usually disposes of the rest of his victims with one of his brothers. Don’t ask me why. This is how they are.” I felt a surge of disgust, and I lost any desire to shapeshift into an Earth Dragon if he told me to. Meanwhile, she reached us and eyed me and Freya with curiosity. Erebus sensed it and told us, “Stay here. I’ll be back soon.” But he wasn’t leaving out of necessity. He was just as repulsed by this as well.

We were left alone: me, Freya, and Siveth, who proceeded to vomit another bone that was even bigger, then another one, forming a pile of bones. I pleaded, “Could you please stop doing this in front of us?” She replied, “Oh, you haven’t seen anything yet.” And indeed, we hadn’t. She spat out a whole skull. A ghastly skull of a sheep that looked foreign to me. I had never seen one like that in the kingdom. After that, something went wrong. She coughed violently and clutched her throat. We could see another enormous bone protruding from her. She kept coughing, but it didn’t budge until it shifted and got stuck in a worse position. She looked at us in panic and gestured that she needed help. We didn’t want to get involved in that mess, but she managed to croak “I can’t breathe.” I asked, “What should we do?” She didn’t answer, and it was clear that she couldn’t handle it on her own. Freya suggested, “Maybe you could help her cough it out?” I asked, “How? Do I just push on her throat or something?” She replied, “Well, do something. You’re the stronger one here.” I asked, “Are you sure?” She then glanced at her and said, “We can’t let her suffocate in front of us.” I made up my mind and said, “Fine, I’ll help her, but only because you told me to.” and I shapeshifted into the Earth Dragon that I wished not to become anymore.

With a swift motion, I wrapped my arms around her from her side, mimicking a technique I had only glimpsed somewhere. I pressed hard on her chest, hoping to dislodge the bone that was choking her. But nothing happened. Siveth gasped for air, her eyes wide with panic. She reached into her mouth with one hand, trying to pull out the obstruction, but it was too deep for her fingers to grasp.

She looked at me with terror in her eyes and gestured frantically at her throat. I shook my head, repulsed. “You want me to stick my arm down there? No way. I'm not going to do that.” Her panic escalated as she clawed at herself, gasping for air. I saw the seconds ticking away and her strength fading. I made a quick decision. “Hold still. I’ll do it.” I pried open her jaws and did the only thing I could: I plunged my arm into that disgusting, slimy gullet until I felt something hard and jagged. A bone. I gripped it and yanked, but the pain must have been unbearable. Siveth clamped her mouth shut with a horrible hiss, trapping my arm between her teeth. Her fangs pierced my flesh, but thankfully, she didn’t inject any venom.

I felt a surge of pain as her teeth pierced my flesh, holding my arm captive in her mouth. I gritted my teeth and waited for her to relax her jaws, hoping she would not sever my limb. Finally, she opened her mouth slightly, and I seized the opportunity to yank out the bone that was stuck in her throat. I recoiled in disgust as I saw what it was. A whole spine, dripping with blood and saliva. I tossed it aside and exclaimed, “Wow, how did you even swallow that? And look at this mess. My arm is ruined. Thanks a lot, Siveth.” She gasped for air and apologized, “Thank you. I'm sorry for biting you, by the way. But I’m afraid there might be two more of them.” I stared at her incredulously and asked, “What? How many of them did you eat?” I knew the answer already, but I blurted out the question without thinking. She sheepishly admitted, “Three maybe? They were too delicious.” I felt a wave of anger and frustration wash over me. I wanted to curse every god and living being in existence. Including her. I took a deep breath and said, “Does this mean I have to help you with each one of them?” She nodded and said, “Ehm, probably, eheh.” I snapped, “I’m not one of your brothers who does this for you. Don’t get used to this.” She looked at me with surprise and asked, “Wait, how do you know that?” I answered, “I was told. Now come on, let’s get this over with before Erebus comes back."

The ordeal was far from over. She kept coughing and spitting out bones, and I had to repeat the same procedure every time she choked. The second spine came out without much trouble, but the third one proved to be more challenging. She sank her teeth into my arm and injected her venom again. I felt a surge of pain and numbness and quickly switched to my other arm. She seemed to realize her mistake and tried not to bite me again. I managed to pull out the spine, but she was bleeding profusely from her throat. So was I from my wound. I healed myself first, then moved closer to her to help heal her injury.

I looked at my arms and saw them covered in blood and slime. They reeked of death. I dipped them in the water, but it did not help much. I rubbed them with sand, hoping to scrape off the filth. It worked somewhat, but it also revealed new scales that had grown underneath. I wondered if I should had just cut off my arms and grown new ones. It would be painful, but maybe worth it. But I did not have the courage or the means to do so. I had to find another way.

As we returned from the gruesome ordeal, Freya rejoined us with Erebus by her side. They had flown away during the process and probably found each other somewhere. They looked at the pile of bones that remained, and Erebus grimaced. “I hope you’re done with that. Please get rid of them.” He said to Siveth. She nodded and said, “Yeah, sorry, give me a moment.” She grabbed the bones and vanished with them.

I was still in shock from what we had done. I felt sick to my stomach as I remembered how I had shoved my arm down her throat multiple times to save her life. Freya noticed my pale face and asked me, “Did you really do that?” I nodded weakly and said, "Unfortunately, yes, and please don’t remind me of that. I’m never going to do that again. Next time, I’ll let her choke.” Freya frowned and said, “Would you let her die then? Despite everything, you did something good.” I shook my head and said, “I wouldn’t let her die, but that’s not something I’d do willingly like one of his brothers every time she eats something. Now, PLEASE could we change the subject? Erebus, why did you bring us here?”

Erebus cleared his throat and said, “Good, right. Ehm, we were here expecting to find some acquaintances that would help you along with Siveth in a new ability.” I raised an eyebrow and asked, “Which ability are you talking about?” He said, “How are you swimming?” I shrugged and said, “Not good, but I won’t drown at least. I’d say I’m at a basic level.” He said, “We should improve that today, then. Keep this form a little longer.” I said, “Not that I had to shapeshift right now.” Erebus waited and scanned the surroundings, then said, “Where did she go? She’s taking long enough to get rid of her things.” I added, “It’s better like this. The farther she brings those, the less likely I’ll ever see those again.”

Freya then said, “Erebus, what about me? Are you going to teach me something?” He shook his head and said, “I think that only Cyrus could teach you something more about your element, I’m afraid.” She sighed and said, “Oh right, Cyrus. I haven’t seen him in a while.” Erebus then said, “I’m sorry for them. I hope they’re still alive, but I can only guess for the worse now. Anyway, shall we start?” I said, “Why not?” and I approached the water. It was cold, but I could handle that. He said, “Have you ever swum in this form?” I said, “Not really. How does it work?” He said, “Well, that’s why I was wondering when Siveth was coming back. Anyway, I believe you have to use your whole body rather than only your legs. Did you see her swimming?”

I thought about that and said, “Yeah, well, I can try.” I tried swimming like she did, but I was an uncoordinated disaster. I couldn’t swim straight or dive. Then I said, “I think I could swim better in the other form,” but Erebus said, “You have to learn like this for now.” I didn’t reply and kept trying to imitate the movements I had seen from Siveth. After some time, I got better, but not nearly as good as her. I could keep myself straight, but I was really slow, and I was getting tired really fast. To the point that I got out of the water and back to the shore to catch a breath and said, “Wow, that’s really exhausting.” They didn’t know what to say about that, so I added “Isn’t Siveth back already?".

Freya said, “That predator has probably found someone else to catch,” echoing my earlier words. Then I saw Siveth with the feathers of a bird in her mouth, looking triumphant. I stared at her in disbelief. “What the hell? How much can you eat?” I exclaimed. She licked her lips and shrugged. “This was just a dessert I casually caught by accident. Sorry for taking so long.”

Erebus rolled his eyes and changed the subject. “Whatever, now that you’re back, could you teach him how to swim?” he asked her. She nodded and smiled at me. “Oh, of course. Come on, Nox, let’s swim together.” I felt a surge of apprehension and annoyance. “Don’t make this weird. Otherwise, I swear I’ll make you regret it,” I warned her. She raised an eyebrow and challenged me. “Sure, and what are you going to do?” I opened my mouth to reply, but nothing came out. She burst into laughter and said, “Come on, don’t take it personally. Let’s continue.” And we went back in the water.

She showed me how to move my limbs and tail in sync with hers. Seeing her movements live like that was different than rethinking them. I could study her better. She gave me many tips, and I followed them carefully. In no time, I started swimming faster, and I loved that feeling of freedom and speed.

She then taught me how to dive and hold my breath, and we had a competition to see who could stay underwater the longest. Somehow, I won, and I discovered that air wasn’t really a necessity for me. At some point, somehow, I made my own oxygen.

I came out of the water and said to Erebus, “Hey, little question. Is it possible that I may be producing my own oxygen underwater? I think that I could stay there for hours.” He thought about it and said, “Unless you’re a water dragon, usually not. Siveth, is that normal?” She shook her head and said, “No, I can’t breathe underwater, and neither can my brothers. So that’s not normal.” Erebus then said, “I think that’s a new ability, then. Good job.” I said, “Yeah, another achievement.” Siveth then said, “Okay, don’t brag too much. You’re not good at swimming yet.” I said, “Don’t worry. Soon I’ll be.” She said, “We’ll see. I’ll be happy to see you trying.” We kept swimming, both underwater and with only the tip of our nose out of the water, like an alligator. It felt weird, but it didn’t require much energy. I felt as if now I could swim for hours, just like holding my breath.

She then flexed a bit and made some sprints in the water, and I tried to keep up with her speed and grace. But I couldn’t.

I pushed myself to the limit, sprinting through the water with all my strength. Each time, I felt a little faster but also more exhausted. Just when I thought we were done, she leaped out of the water like a dolphin and challenged me to do the same. I begged her to demonstrate one more time, and she obliged, gracefully arching her body in the air before diving back in. She playfully sprayed some water at me and said, “Poisoned, be careful.” I knew it was just water, but I pretended to be in agony and said, “Oh no, my eyes, it burns. Ahaha.” She laughed along with me, and I felt a surge of confidence to try the move. I dove deep into the lake, then angled myself upward and kicked hard. One, two, three, and I was airborne, feeling the wind on my face. I should have tucked my head down, but I didn’t, and I landed on my back with a loud splash. It stung a bit, and she said, “Good jump, but we should work on the dive.” I said, “Yeah, let me try again.” She said, “Of course, try again.” I tried again, with the same result. Then I tried a different approach, and it hurt even more. I belly-flopped into the water and groaned. She chuckled and said, “You should use your wings while you’re out of the water. They can help you change direction while falling. Also, point your head down. It’s just like diving in the air, I guess.” I said, “Diving while flying is quite different, but I can try.” I followed her advice. This time, I landed on my chest. It was still an improvement, and on my second attempt, I nailed it. But then water rushed into my nose, and it felt awful. I emerged from the water and started sneezing and coughing up water. She said, “Hey, you just made it! And sorry, I forgot to tell you to exhale through your nose as you dive in the water.” I said, “Yeah, cough. Thanks.” I tried again, and this time, nothing went wrong. I said, “This is so cool!” She said, “It’s still nothing compared to what a water dragon can do, but fine, you’re good enough for an Earth Dragon.” I said, “Thank you. I learned from the best.” She smiled and said, “Thanks, I’m so proud. What do you think about trying another race?” I said, “Alright, let’s try.” We swam around the lake and set up a course with some rocks under the water to mark the way. It was a single lap with multiple dives and even some obstacles under the water, like a small underwater cave, followed by a jump out of the water to get back into the lake. It was a great way to use everything I just learned. We got ready at our starting points and asked Erebus and Freya to give us the start signal. Freya took charge and shouted go. We took off like rockets.

We were neck and neck at first. Then she bumped into the bottom of the lake and lost some speed and air. She had to surface earlier than me to catch her breath, while I kept going underwater. She tried to catch up by grabbing me, but I shook her off and maintained my lead. When we reached the underwater cave and the jump, she outdid me with her skill and landed right on top of me. This time I grabbed her as she had before with me, and I regained my lead. She yelled at me underwater, but I couldn’t hear what she said and ignored her anyway. I reached the finish line first and shouted, “1-0 for Nox!” She came up next to me and said, “Rematch now.” I agreed and won again.

She challenged me again: “The first one to reach five wins the grand prize.” I agreed, and in the third race, I lost because I clumsily bumped my head on the ceiling of the cave. But I triumphed in the fourth, and I was leading 3-1. She snatched another victory by hurling a rock at me in the cave, which hit me hard, and the score was 3-2. But I prevailed in the next one. I took the lead from the start and maintained it until the end. The same thing was about to happen in the following round, but she bit me and injected her venom into me. I screamed underwater but didn’t give up. I lost that one and took some time to recover. The score was 4-3 in my favor, and finally, even though I was exhausted, I won the last race. She tried to persuade me to raise the stakes, but I refused. She said, “Alright, congratulations. You won. You’re a fast learner.” I replied, “Yeah, but you should race fair and square, you know?” She said, “Hey, we didn’t specify any rules, so anything goes.” I said, “Next time, we’ll race with rules. I don’t appreciate getting a rock smashed into my face and you poisoning me.” She chuckled and said, “Alright, come on, let’s get out of the water.” We met up with Erebus and Freya. Freya attempted to hug me in joy, but I was wet and slippery. She said, “Wow, you have to take me for a swim sometime.” I said, “I could, but do you know how to swim?” She said, “Even though I’m a wind dragon, I know. Not as well as you, but I know how to swim.” I said, “We could do that now.” She said, “Ok, maybe not today. It’s getting late.” Indeed, it was. Racing had taken up the whole afternoon. Erebus said, “I thought we would meet some water dragons today too, but it seems they didn’t show up.” Siveth said, “That’s because they never show up two days before the full moon, only the day before.” Erebus said, “Oops. My mistake. Anyway, good job. Did you enjoy the swim?” I said, “It was amazing, and I never thought I could be so fast underwater and see so clearly.” He chuckled and said, “Alright, champion, how about swimming back home with Siveth then? Going down the river is different from being in the lake, and I think you’ll like it. Right Siveth?” She added, “Of course, it’s even better. You’ll love it.” I said, “Alright, but take care of Freya for me. I don’t want anything to happen to her while I’m in the water.” Freya said, “I can take care of myself, Nox. Thank you very much.” I said “Alright, sorry.”.

We resumed our aquatic journey, leaving the others to fly back home. Siveth was my guide, so I trailed behind her. As we swam, we encountered the same flock of sheep that we had seen before, returning to the opposite bank of the river. Siveth halted, and I followed suit. I noticed her eyes narrowing at the wooly creatures, and I quickly said, “No, you’ve had enough for today. You don’t need to hunt any more. And I’m not going to help you dispose of the bones again.” She replied, “Relax. I’m not going to hunt them. You are.” I protested, “No, I’m not. I’m not hungry, and I don’t want to kill such an innocent animal if I don’t have to.” She said, “Trust me, you need to learn this skill. It’s simple. You just have to catch one and drag it underwater, then give it a swift bite, and it’s done.” I hesitated, feeling reluctant and uneasy. But she kept insisting. I protested, “But it seems such a pity to waste the dead sheep.” She retorted, “It won’t go to waste. You could feast on it. Believe me, they’re scrumptious. Or, well, something else will devour her in the river, perhaps a dragon.” I sighed, “Alright, fine, I’ll catch the sheep. Blast it.” So I prepared myself and selected my target. There was one in the middle, grazing away from the flock, and I aimed for it. I plunged underwater, and when I was beneath it, I seized it by the neck, biting down hard, and for the first time, unleashing my strength, I snapped its neck. I heard the dreadful crack underwater, and it felt horrible. I felt sorry for the hapless creature, and I had no appetite for it. Then I lost sight of Siveth and scanned around trying to locate her, but then she reappeared, and with astonishing speed, she snatched my prey, and I watched her swallow it whole in front of me. Now I understood why she spat out so many bones. She ate the entire creature. I felt a surge of shock as I emerged from the river. She caught up with me and asked, “Hey, what’s wrong?” I remained silent. She pressed on, “Is it about the sheep?” I finally said, “You devoured it whole, raw. How could you consume a creature that size? I’m appalled.” She shrugged. “You can do it too, you know? In fact, that’s something you need to learn. Come on, let’s try it.” I pleaded, “Can you give me a moment, please?” But she seized me and said, “No, we don’t have time. We do it now.” She dragged me back into the water and pointed at the last few sheep that were crossing. She instructed me, “Now, catch one and make it your dinner. It’s not hard. It’s like eating a whole fruit. I’ve seen you do that. It’s about the same size.” I protested, “But that fruit was soft and easy to eat. This is different.” She chuckled and said, “Come on, you don’t want to disappoint me, do you? You can do it. It’s not different.” I wasn’t convinced. I knew it was different. And I didn’t want to deal with the bones.

She left me no option. I was lost in unfamiliar territory, far from the safety of home, and she insisted that we would not depart until I complied. She coerced me like a mother disciplining her child. So I singled out another sheep and repeated the same grisly act as before: I seized it by the neck, dragged it underwater to the riverbed, and snuffed out its life. Siveth swam over to me and expected me to feast on it. I gazed at her with eyes full of defiance, and she gestured at her mouth, urging me to devour it. I motioned for her to hold on, and I secured the lifeless creature in a spot where the current would not sweep it away. Then, trying to deceive myself, I launched myself at breakneck speed from a distance, snatched it, and gulped down a mouthful of water with some flesh in between. I felt sick. I emerged from the water stunned and with the urge to vomit, but only the water came out.

The rain was pouring down outside, but it meant nothing to me. I was in agony. Siveth came to my side and said, “You made it! I’m proud of you,” but I could only sob. I felt shattered. Why did I have to carry this burden, and why did I have to do what I just did? Oh, right. Because I had no choice! She couldn’t see my tears. I couldn’t speak. She leaned closer and touched my side gently. “Are you ok, Nox?” she asked. I didn’t answer. She saw the pain in my eyes. She brushed away the raindrops from my face, as if that would make any difference in this downpour. Then I said, “I hate every second of this. Was that really necessary?” She said, “You did something completely natural. You need to feed yourself and learn how to hunt. You did it perfectly.” I said, “But I don’t have to. I don’t feel hungry. I don’t need to kill to survive and feed myself. You don’t understand.” She said, “Don’t think I didn’t notice that. You've barely eaten anything since you got here except for a few fruits, but you still have to learn. Whatever your power is, you have to be prepared if it ever stops working.” I said, “What? No, it won’t. If it stops working, then I must be dead,” she said. “You’re overreacting. Calm down.” I tried to vomit again. Only more water came out, and she quickly made me close my mouth. With her hands on my head, she said, “Don’t do that. You’ll suffocate yourself.” I couldn’t say anything, but I looked confused. She added “You can’t throw it up.”.

I let go of my resistance and collapsed to the ground. A sudden sensation filled my mouth. A delicious sensation. I had no idea where it came from. It soothed my nerves, and I asked, “Why do I taste something so good all of a sudden?” She answered, “It’s the flavor of your prey. I’m surprised you didn’t notice it earlier.” I remained silent. I enjoyed the taste, but I couldn’t accept what I had done. I said, “I’m scared of what’s next.” She asked, “What do you mean?” I said, “The bones. How will I deal with them?” She said, “Don’t worry, you’ll be fine. Just like everyone else.”

The weather worsened, and the rain became a roar. She yelled, “Nox, we have to go now. We need to get back before the river floods.” The water level was rising rapidly, so I agreed, “Okay, let’s hurry.” The water was clear at first, but soon it turned muddy and murky. I stayed close to her. We swam for about twenty minutes, then she leaped out of the water, and I followed her. I landed on the ground but fell flat on my stomach. I groaned and felt something trying to come out of my mouth. It was a bone. Siveth shouted at me, “Not now. We have to get away from the river.” I clenched my jaw, suppressing the urge, and we ran deeper into the jungle. Then we stopped. She said, “Okay, now you can...” Before she finished, I spat out the bones. It was horrible. Luckily for me, even the spine came out easily. It didn’t get stuck like it did for her. She said, “Oh, you’re lucky. Usually that gets stuck for everyone.” I said, “I guess I’m different, thankfully.” She then asked me, “So, did you like it?” I said, “No, it was awful. I’ll never eat something so big again, even if the aftertaste was good.” She teased me, “Haha, so you admit it was good? We can do it again sometime.” I protested, “No way!”

On our way back, I asked her, “Why is this process so fast? How can a whole creature like that disappear in less than half an hour?” She explained, “We have to be fast in nature. We absorb and restore energy quickly. Every minute counts in times of danger.” I thought about it for a moment, then I asked her another question. “How could you eat three of them? I was stuffed with one.” She said, “You could do it too. You just didn’t feel the need. And I hadn’t eaten for a whole week, so I was hungry.” I said, “Okay, that makes sense. Thank you.”

As we returned to the village, the rain washed away the slimy substance that had coated me during our swim. I was curious about it and asked Siveth, “What was that stuff that made me so slippery? Is it some kind of adaptation for the water?” She nodded and said, “Exactly. It also makes it harder for anyone to grab us, like you tried to do. You must have noticed that.” I recalled our playful struggle and said, “Oh, right. I couldn’t get a hold of you at all. You just slid out of my grasp.” She chuckled and said, “It was hilarious, wasn’t it?” I agreed and said, “It was fun. We should do it again sometime.”

Freya heard our cheerful voices as we entered the village and came to greet us. She asked, “Oh, you’re back. nice! What are you two talking about?” I didn’t answer, but Siveth decided to tease me and said, “Your husband just learned how to catch and devour a sheep. Whole.” Freya looked at me skeptically and said, “It doesn’t seem like it,” but Siveth added, “Yeah, he’s already digested the bones and everything.” I exclaimed, “Okay, enough. I’m out of here.” I tried to leave, but Freya was intrigued and asked Siveth, “Did you do to him what he did to you?” Siveth looked puzzled and said, “What do you mean?” Freya said, “The arm down the throat thing.” Siveth shook her head and said, “No, he didn't need help with that. He’s lucky. I can’t do that.” Freya watched me as I walked away in search of a dry place. I hoped to find some peace there, but instead I ran into Erebus. He asked me, “So, how was your trip down the river?” I sighed and said, “An adventure, until it started raining.” He said, “I guess you were caught in the flood, huh?” I said, “Yeah, but that’s not the worst part. Do you know that I don’t feel hunger or need to eat?” He said, “No, I didn’t. Tell me more about that.” I explained, “Well, it’s simple. I don’t need to eat anything. But today, following Siveth’s instructions, I killed two of those strange sheep for no reason. Do you think that’s a crime that could prevent me from entering the Bright City?”.

His eyes widened in disbelief as he stared at me. “How do you know about that?” he asked. “The last time I heard about it was from Akira.” I took a deep breath and explained, “I’ve been to that city after Akira killed me with a light sword. They told me that I would return there every time I died and that I could come back safely unless I committed a crime. They didn’t specify what kind of crime, though.” He seemed to ignore most of what I said and focus on one detail. “Akira summoned a light sword? Really?” he exclaimed. I nodded. “Yeah, and it’s an incredibly deadly weapon. If it touches you, well, you’re done for!” He gasped in awe. “But that’s amazing! She never managed to summon that before, but she said that she saw it in a vision. She’s fulfilling some kind of prophecy.” I frowned. “What prophecy now?” He scratched his head, trying to recall. “I’m not sure. It’s very old. But it says that a light dragon who can wield the light sword will bring back the light dragons to the world.” I shrugged. “Well, she had a son, and he’s a light dragon, so I guess she already did that, right?” He leaned forward eagerly. “Really? Is he a half-blood or a pure element?” I told him, “He’s a half-blood Fire Dragon, but he's more Light Dragon than Fire Dragon.” He pondered for a moment. “That should be impossible. Usually, such dragons don’t survive long. How old is he?” I replied, “He’s not a baby anymore. He’s strong and learning the Light Element every day, even without his mother. We were watching over him until we came here.”

I explained our mission to him once more and handed him the radio that flashed a red light. He recognized the device and confirmed our suspicions. The distress signal was active. He fiddled with some buttons, but nothing happened. Suddenly, voices in our heads appeared: “Is the connection still working?” I answered, “Yes, it is.” Two other voices chimed in, Juno and Luna, and exclaimed, “Hi dad! We can hear you.” Erebus glanced at me with a stunned expression and cut off the connection. He asked, “Who were they?” I said, “My daughters, Juno and Luna. They discovered Vision Connections by accident, and then we studied that ability.” He said, “They can intercept the communication between others. That’s a rare and remarkable skill.” I said, “They’re still young. But they’re learning faster than I can teach them. They’re two little shadow dragons with extraordinary gifts.” Erebus pressed me for more details, and I shared everything I knew with him. I felt I could trust him even after all these years of absence. Then we reconnected through a vision connection with Akira. He said, “I can’t reach her. It’s like she’s blocking me out.” I said, “Let me try,” and I established a vision connection with her. It worked, but before I could say anything, she demanded, “Who’s contacting me through vision? Identify yourself!” I said, “It’s me, Nox, and Erebus.” We talked, and I was relieved to hear she was still alive. She inquired about Erebus, as she didn’t want to hear anything from him but still wondered if he had changed at all, which we both agreed he hadn’t.

I found myself in the midst of their conversation, and the topic was the radio. Apparently, they had encountered a little problem. They had been trapped in a labyrinthine cavern for days, and as we discussed it, a memory flashed in my mind. “Akira,” I asked, “are there some torches in that maze that are not lit?” She confirmed, “Yes, there are. Fyrenthos is lighting them as we go, but they burn out quickly.” I felt a surge of dread as I told her, “Akira, I think I have seen that place in a nightmare, and I don’t mean to alarm you, but the dark lord might be there too.” She reassured me, “Don’t worry, he’s not here. I would sense his presence if he was. Anyway, can you see what I see?” I shook my head. “Not really. I can only talk. Maybe Erebus can, but he says something is blocking him from making a vision connection with you.” She exclaimed, “That’s me! I don’t want him snooping around. But since he’s with you, I’ll allow it. Maybe he can help.” I relayed this to Erebus, and he established a link with her. I joined in, and so did my daughters, whom I promptly asked to leave us alone. They didn’t listen, so Akira threatened them, saying, “Juno and Luna, if you don’t respect our privacy, I’ll lock you out of this connection forever and every other one you could ever make to anyone else.” They apologized and said they meant no harm. Then they broke their vision connection. As I looked through Erebus’s eyes, I recognized the maze and asked him, “Have you been here before?” He nodded. “Yeah, but it was a long time ago. I don’t remember much.” But I did remember, and I told them, “Look for a room with shiny walls. Do you see it?” They said they did and headed towards it. I instructed them, “Follow my directions. I think I know the way out.” She sounded doubtful. “Are you sure you can trust a dream?” I shrugged. “I don’t know, but it’s worth a try. In the meantime, can you mark where you’ve been so you don’t end up going in circles?” She said they were already doing that, but the place seemed endless. I said, “Okay then. Do you want to hear my instructions, or do you want to figure it out on your own?” She said, “No, no, tell us. Let’s give it a shot.” So I guided them through the twists and turns of the maze until they saw a faint glimmer of light. It was not much of a light source. The land outside was shrouded in darkness as well. That made me realize we were in the same timezone. It was dark here too. She exclaimed with relief, “Wow, we made it! Thank you so much.” Erebus suggested, “Hey, why don’t you come over? Nox has been learning a lot from me lately.” She asked where we were, and he gave her the directions. She repeated them to make sure she got them right and then said, “Alright, we’ll be on our way. See you soon. And thank you again, really.” We both said at the same time: “You’re welcome.”.

We ended the vision connection. I gazed at him, a surge of relief and satisfaction washing over me. “At last,” I said, “I think we have completed our mission. I hope they can escape from those lands now.” He smiled back at me, his eyes warm and proud. “They will make it. I’m sure of it. And I’m happy for you, for everything you’ve done, and for not going into those lands like you were planning to.” I nodded gratefully, feeling a pang of nostalgia. “Thank you for your wise words,” I said. “By the way, do you mind if I stay here for a while longer?” He shook his head. “Not at all. In fact, I was going to ask you if you wanted to stay. We still have some training to do.” I thanked him again, then reverted to my original form and headed to my hammock. The air was chilly, and I felt a strange sensation in my stomach. I shifted into the earth dragon again and curled up in the hammock. Soon after, Freya joined me, snuggling close to me. She noticed the bulge in my belly and asked, “Uh, what is that?” I groaned. “Probably just a bone.” She poked it curiously, making it wiggle inside me. I winced. “Hey, stop that. It makes me feel sick.” She ignored me and continued to prod it until she hit a sensitive spot. I felt a surge of nausea. I shoved her off the hammock and leaped out myself. The bone was lodged in my throat, and I sprinted to the jungle to spit it out. It was horrible. I rinsed my mouth with some water and returned to the hammock, where Freya was waiting for me with an apologetic look. “Can you give me some space?” I asked her. She nodded and hopped off the hammock. I climbed back in, and she jumped on me again, cuddling up to me. “Um, is it okay now?” she asked. I sighed. “Yes, it’s fine now. Thank goodness you didn’t find another one.” She chuckled. “No, no, it’s fine.” I adjusted myself to get comfortable and wrapped my wings around her. Another day was over. Finally.

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Chapter 36 of Good Investment is now up on my Patreon!

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Adri Schvaneveldt has always felt split between two worlds. In one world, they are the adopted child of a large and conservative Mormon family. In another, she is the CEO of a burgeoning fashion empire that pushes boundaries. But in order to be the latter, Adri first has to find the funding. After gaining a hefty following as a social media influencer/model, Adri has the potential customers– if they can get a reliable production model pounded out. And that means a bit of groveling at the feet of investors, most of who have never even heard the term “non-binary”.

But Adri lucks out with Gideon Snow, whose youth and open mind bring much needed funds to make Adri’s dream of diverse, accessible fashion a reality. Of course, lifting a newborn company to its feet is no small task, and late nights drive Adri to occasional stays at Gideon’s nearby house, where their relationship begins stretching beyond business. Adri knows they can’t put an entire business venture at risk for the turbulent whims of their heart. But reason doesn’t always win out.

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“Okay,” Tiffany finally said, voice quiet. “I get it. I am happy for you, you know. For once you get to date another ex-Mormon with the same fucked up coping skills as you.”

Gideon chuckled. “Yeah, we understand each other on a level I can’t explain to people who aren’t from Utah.” He inhaled shakily. “She’s so sweet, but not in the way my parents pretend to be. She’s genuine. And talented, of course. She’s… she’s a lot of things.” Again, Gideon glanced at the patio door.

“Aww, Giddy. You’re so cute when you’re in love.” Gideon wasn’t sure if she was making fun of him, but he decided to be generous and assume she wasn’t.

“Anyway, I probably should go. I’m sure it’s late there.”

“Only eleven-thirty. You go and enjoy your sexy vacation with your sexy mistress. Think about what we discussed, but also try not to get food poisoning.”

“Yeah, yeah, I’ll do my best.”

“Good luuuuuuuck,” Tiffany sang, then hung up.

Gideon sank back into the patio chair for a few minutes, just staring out across the ocean. Then he hauled himself to his feet and pushed the sliding patio door back, finally granted a decent look inside the room. Adri’s form was still nestled under the puffy white comforter, one slim arm stretched out across the pillow he’d abandoned. His chest swelled with emotions he struggled to contain, and he stepped lightly across the space between the door and the bed to rest a knee on the mattress and lean over Adri. They were mostly buried in sheets, but their bare shoulders and neck were exposed. Gideon pressed a hand to their skin, reveling in the texture of it before dropping his head and kissing the dip between neck and shoulder. Adri moaned softly and shifted, rolling onto their back before their eyes fluttered open, two warm pools of blackish-brown that Gideon wanted to dive into and curl up with like he did his cat.

“Morning,” Adri said with a sweet, sleepy smile.

“Hey,” Gideon replied, smiling in kind.

Adri reached up with thin fingers and pastel pink claws to push some hair off his forehead, then dropped a thumb to the center of his forehead, teasing out what must be a wrinkle. “Everything okay?”

Gideon braced an arm on Adri’s opposite side, which freed up his other hand to rub their forearm until they dropped it, allowing him to wind their fingers together. The distress that his conversation with Tiffany had rustled up now felt a thousand miles away. Love really had his brain simmering in its own juices like a slow-cooked turkey.

“Everything’s fine,” he told them, squeezing their hand.

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[ 𝐇𝐔𝐌 ] ― sender hums a lullaby to lull receiver to sleep - Violetta doesn't have a very strong voice, but she can still comfort a sleepless roomie if she needs to. 🌼

Five Senses prompts

Violetta had no idea what had interrupted her sleep. But something had roused her from her dreams, and she opened her eyes blearily. It wasn't morning yet, from what she could tell. Violetta sat up in bed, squinting. Her glasses were on her bedside table, but she didn't feel inclined to reach for them just yet. She wouldn't want to fall asleep with them on, she thought to herself drowsily. Dazzling moonlight poured through the gaps in the dorm curtains, coloring the cluttered room in shades of grey and silver. Nothing seemed amiss. After lights-out, Heartslabyul was generally peaceful, and everything seemed quiet.

Which meant that when the sink in their attached bathroom turned on, Violetta jumped with surprise. Ah. Her roommate must have stepped in to... wash up, or something, she thought. The sink shut off, there was a soft rustling of the towels, and the door that connected to their dorm room creaked softly open. Violetta watched as Joker slowly made her way back to her side of the room, shuffling along the floor.

Joker did a double-take when she realized that her little roommate was sitting up in bed. "Oh, you're still awake, too? I thought you were asleep!" she whispered. "You can't sleep, either?"

"No," Violetta replied muzzily. "I jus' woke up." She gave Joker a sleepy smile. "I thought you were sleepin', too...."

"I wish," Joker pouted as she sat on the edge of her bed. "I've been trying to fall asleep for, like, three hours or so. It's after two."

"Yikes." Violetta shook her head. "Is something wrong?"

"I dunno." Joker flopped onto her pillow. "I just can't seem to get my brain to stop running in circles about nothing in particular. I can't even tell if it's something that's bothering me, or what. But I'm going buzz buzz buzz when I should be going zzz zzz zzz."

Violetta looked at her roommate, deadpan. "Couldn't possibly have been that espresso fudge we made."

"Impossible," Joker laughed.

"I know! You only had four squares."

"Hardly any, Vi! I don't know how I'm so affected."

"You must be oversensitive to it."

"Clearly!" Joker nodded firmly, and let her gaze meet Violetta's. And then they both cracked up. "Vivi? I may be stupid."

"You were just enjoying yourself. It's okay." Violetta gathered her blankets around her and yawned. "D'ya think you need anything?"

"Well..." Joker looked shiftily off to the side. "I dunno if I'll be able to fall asleep on my own. Back when I was home, if I couldn't sleep? Pop would let me crash on the couch while he played his guitar, and I'd fall asleep listening to music. He swore it worked every time."

"Aww." Violetta tilted her head. "That's really cute..."

"Shame no one plays guitar here."

"And we can't really call your brother over."

"Yeah...." Joker sighed deeply, sinking into her pillow. "Guess I'll just try and nod off on my own. Go on back to sleep, okay? No sense in both of us losin' sleep tonight."

Violetta sighed, leaning back into her own pillows. "Are you sure?"

Joker shrugged. "What other choice do I have?"

"I could sing for you," Violetta suggested. "I'm not a pro, but...."

"I'd like that." Joker's voice was no louder than a whisper. "Let's give it a try, okay?"

And Violetta began to sing, an old song that she remembered from her childhood. The one her mother sang when her little girl seemed overwhelmed, a simple one with a soothing melody. And before long, Joker was sleeping soundly. Almost too soundly. And snoring, to boot!

Violetta stopped singing, and sighed. Fortunately, having her room so close to her parents' room, and enduring their own off-kilter snoring, she knew she could fall asleep even with this particular obstacle. And within a few minutes, she too was asleep.

#twisted wonderland oc #joker carder #friend's oc #violetta piccola #story #the girls are so good

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imthebadguyyy · 3 years

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A/N - based off of this sinful photograph

Suggested listening - Wildside by Normani and Kiss It Better by Rihanna

Wildside

Pairing - Lewis Hamilton x Reader (fem!littlemix!reader)

Fandom - F1

Summary - You've been on tour for a while, and you miss your loverboy. But when he surprises you on tour, its bound to get spicy.

Warnings - smut (not well written)

The snap of hips. The soft groans and moans. The sound of pants. The sound of Rihanna's 'Kiss It Better' blaring through the walls. The bed knocking against the wall as Lewis's hands squeezed your hips, the intensity of the thrust pushing the bed against the wall. The high pitched moan that left your mouth as you reached your high, eyes closing as stars exploded behind your eyelids, as your boyfriend came right after you, your walls clenching as he came. Even after reaching your high, you didn't want to open your eyes, far too consumed in the earth shattering pleasure that was coursing through your veins, until a soft hand reached to pull your chin up, soft brown eyes looking into your own, clouded with lust and euphoria.

Pulling your mouth into his in a heated kiss, Lewis moved his hand to rest on your bare stomach, squeezing your tummy softly as he deepened the kiss. Pulling away he let his head droop onto your bare chest. "That was.." he began, far too blissed out to think of an adjective. "Godly" you said, chest rising and falling rapidly, trying to come to terms with the intensity of your orgasm. Laughing he leaned back up to kiss your nose, before standing up and walking to the bathroom. You heard the tap running, and the sound of the dustbin opening and closing. You closed your eyes again, the aftershocks still coursing through your body.

Opening them again slowly, you saw Lewis walk towards you, towel in hand, and a lazy smile on his face. He gently cleaned your thighs, finishing with kisses on both of them. He reached up and wiped your torso, which was gleaming with a thin layer of sweat, before running the towel over your nose, cheeks, eyes and mouth. He dropped the towel in the clothes hamper near the bathroom door, pulling on his boxer shorts and and pulling out one of his t shirts from the cupboard. "What about the clothes on the floor" you piped up, finally beginning to wake up from your post pleasure state. "When did it get so messy?" He said, spotting 5 different clothing items in 5 different corners of the room. "When you decided to run your hand up my dress in a restraunt" you replied, throwing him a fake glare.

"You liked it" was his cocky reply, smirk spreading over his face as you flushed and ran a hand through your hair. "I did not" you lied, watching as he raised his eyebrows. "Oh really ? Thats not what you were saying 5 minutes ago- oh wait, you weren't saying anything at all. You were too busy moaning my name to say anything else-" "OKAY fine I loved it. Now shut up and bring your fine ass back for cuddles"

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That was a month ago. Now you've been away for nearly one and half months, away with the girls on the LM5 tour. You loved touring, it was the best part of being a singer, getting to see the music you girls made together come to life on a stage in front of thousands and thousands of screaming fans. It was a thrill like no other. The only problem was that you were away from home. Distance was never an issue for the two of you, after all, he was a Formula 1 driver. It was very rare that he was home, except during the breaks and the gaps till race weekend, but ever since you two had started dating, he tried to be with you whenever you could. Sometimes, your shows would be in places where the races were too, and then he'd definitely turn up. But it was a difficult thing to do all the time, and some nights on tour were spent pulling all nighters as you talked to each other on the phone, till one of you eventually fell asleep.

But you knew when you started dating him, this wouldn't exactly be a regular relationship. The two of you were doing your dream jobs, and they were both extraordinary. And you were willing to put in the work you had to put in to make the relationship work, and you did. Yet here you were in Madrid, feeling heartbroken and desperately wanting your boyfriend by your side. It had been a rough couple of weeks, you were jet lagged and tired, and although this was the second leg of the tour, and you had had a break, it was tiring. It was hard going to bed every night alone, when all you wanted was to cuddle your boyfriend.

Little did you know, Lewis was feeling the same. In fact he had missed you so much, he had told Angela and his publicist to cancel all events for a week, while he flew out to Madrid to see you. He had missed you, he had missed you more than he could put into words. But he also wanted to surprise you. Pulling out his phone, he scrolled down to Leigh Anne's contact, and sent her a text.

Lewis, Leigh Anne

Hey. Is Y/N asleep ?

Hey! No, she's in an outfit fitting.

Okay that's good. I need your help with something.

Sure how can I help ?

I want to surprise her by coming to see you guys in Madrid.

Oh thats wonderful ! She's been a little down in the dumps. I think she misses you.

I miss her too.

Let me know when, and I'll send a car to pick you up.

I'll be there on Saturday. Landing at 3:15 and I should be at the hotel by 4:30. Then I can get ready and surprise her at the show.

Okay done. I'll send the car around 5:30,so you can rest for a bit. You should be here by 6. The show's at 6:15.

Thank you! Can't wait : )

I'm so happy youre coming to see her ! I'll let the girls know.

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As soon as he had finished texting, Lewis decided to start packing, the prospect of seeing you again sending a buzz of happiness running along his veins. God, he had missed you a lot. He turned to Roscoe, the dog sitting by his feet, looking up at his dad with his head cocked to one side. "I'm going to go see Mumma, Roscoe" he explained, smiling as the doggo barked in response. He wouldn't be able to take him to Madrid, he'd have to leave him with a dog sitter, but he couldn't feel too bad about it, since he had had Roscoe with him even when you were gone. And besides, Roscoe enjoyed the dog creche. He couldn't wait for Saturday.

Later in the evening, he sat down with a glass of wine, while the ringtone of your FaceTime rang through the empty house. After a few more seconds of ringing, the call was picked up, your tired face coming into view. "Hi darling" he said, noticing the tiredness in your eyes, and how much you were struggling to keep them open. "Hi bubs. Did you finish eating?" You asked, rubbing your eyes. "No, I've ordered soup" (did anyone get the reference ;) "Oh okay" was the reply. "What about you? What time is it?" "Its 9:20 AM" you replied, gently rubbing your eyes again, forcing yourself to stay awake.

"9:20? Thats pretty late baby. Why are you still sleepy?" "We were recording till 4 AM, so Im functioning on like 5 hours sleep right now" "Oh damn. Go back to sleep then baby" "Can't, rehearsal" was you reply, making him furrow his eyebrows. "Okay I guess. But don't tire yourself out" "I won't" "I love you" he said, smiling at you. "I love you"

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The Madrid show was always a fun one. The fans were loud and you loved it. They were one of the best crowds you girls ever played for, and the show had its own adrenaline and excitement. But it was difficult to give a 100% when you were tired, but you really tried, you did. During Power, you hit highnotes you didnt think you could, during Woman Like Me you danced like there was no tomorrow. During Wasabi, you brought your sass level up to a 1000. It was during Bounce Back that you caught sight of a very familiar face in the audience. Unable to actually grasp if you had actually seen Lewis, you turned to Jade, who was on your side, and looked back at the crowd and back to her, asking for confirmation.

The smirk she gave you was answer enough. After that, focusing on giving an excellent performance increased tenfold. Every swirl of your hips, every flip of your hair, every wink you threw at the audience, it was all five times sexier. In the crowd, your boyfriend was well aware of what you were doing, and it was fair to say that you were succeeding at it. He could feel an uncomfortable sensation around his pants region, as his cock twitched uncomfortably in his pants. He couldn't wait till the show was over, and you two could have a show of your own.

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"That was amazing darling!" Lewis said, spotting the 5 of you in your dressing room. "Oh look its Mr. Loverboy!" Perrie said, cackling as you rolled your eyes at her, before running up to your lover and jumping into his arms. "Hiya Bub! I missed you!" "I missed you too love. That's why I surprised you. I couldn't stand another day without you at home" he said, wrapping his arms around your waist to keep you stable as you jumped into his arms. A chorus of "awws" echoed throughout the room, as the girls watched your cute little interaction. What wasn't cute however was the comment Lewis made in your ear, hiding his face in your ear so that the girls couldn't see. "I can't wait to get back to the hotel. I saw the performance you were putting on for me baby. You have no idea how hard I got, how uncomfortable I was standing in front of so many people when all I really wanted to do was fuck you"

You could feel your mouth become dry, and your heartbeat quicken, and you could feel the area between your thighs become wet. You tightened your grip around him, letting your crotch rub against his very softly. "I think it's time to go" you mumbled against his ear. "Okay girls, as lovely as it was to see you, I think it's time we go back to the hotel. I'm pretty worn out from travelling as well" "Yeah I'm pretty tired too" you replied, faking a large yawn. "Alright then, we'll see you guys tomorrow!" Leigh Anne said, leaning forward to give you a hug. After you finished hugging all the girls, the two of you made your way to the car, eagerly waiting to get back home.

The car ride home was tense. The tension was apparent in the air, reverberating through the air, choking you in a way you revelled in. The air was thick with tension, and it was suffocating you in the best way possible. It was almost too much to take. When the hotel came into sight, you practically leapt out of the car, and rushed to the door, an equally ruffled Lewis beside you. But he was not going to give in to you so easily. He enjoyed seeing you flustered. And he was not a person that gave someone what they wanted when they asked for it,no. He was going to have you desperate for it. Smirking to himself, he made his way to the reception, grabbing you by the waist as he went.

Throwing him a confused look you followed, slightly frustrated. "Hello sir, how can I help you?" the man at the reception asked, eyes going slightly wide as he recognized the two of you. "Hi! I just wanted to ask, till what time is your pool and spa open?" He asked, sliding his hand down to the back of your dress. "The pool closes at 10 pm sir, and the spa at 9 pm. We open the pool at 7 am and the spa at 11pm"he replied, struggling to maintain his professionalism as he spoke to one of the best drivers in Formula 1. "Alright thank you. And what time does breakfast start?" Lewis asked, hand pressing down on your ass, ever so discreetly. "Breakfast is from 6-10 am sir" "Thank you so much"

Next to him, you were fuming. Of course he was going to ask questions to which he already knew the answers to. A painful throb between your legs made you let out a small whimper, and the man at the reception looked at you with concern in his eyes. "Ma'am are you alright?" He asked, eyeing your stiff posture and tense state. "Yes, just tired, thank you" you replied, a little stiffly, but it was hard to concentrate when Lewis's promise of fucking you senseless kept replaying in your mind. "Alright then, good night" Lewis said, biting back a smirk at your flustered state. He knew getting you all riled up would lead to some seriously earth shattering sex, and he couldn't wait. But first, he definitely wanted to tease you, to push you over the edge, just a little more.

Your room was on the 16th floor, and as the two of you made your way into the elevator, he eyed you up and down, eyes lingering on the curve of your breasts. The minute the door shut, he pushed you against the wall, capturing your lips in a steamy kiss you'd be remembering the next day. His hands moved to your ass, squeezing hard, eliciting a moan from your lips. The moment your lips parted, he was pushing his tongue into yours, his other hand coming up to pull on your hair roughly, relishing in the gasp that left your lips. As suddenly as he started, he stopped, pulling back and standing almost nonchalantly against the wall.

Trying to wrap your head around what happened, you gripped the wall with your hand, feeling your legs grow weak to a point where you felt like you couldn't stand on your own. You could feel your wetness dripping, threatening to run down your thighs, as the throbbing became even more painfully exciting. You looked down at the floor, eyes closing as your frustration grew more and more by the second. Finally, with a little 'ding', the elevator stopped at the 16th floor. The moment the door opened you stepped out on wobbly legs, trying your best to walk properly. But of course, that wasn't going to happen. As you turned one long corridor, Lewis suddenly grabbed your waist, pushing you against the wall again, to reach down and suck on your neck. You let out a gasp, and tried to run your crotch against his, but the retaliated with a slap to your ass, smirking when a high pitched moan left your lips. Lifting you up against the wall, he mumbled against your ear "the key card" your clouded mind was unable to process the words, too consumed by slight relief you were getting. "Get the key card baby" he repeated. This time you noted it, reaching down to his pants pocket to pull out the key card. You couldn't resist running your hand over his cock, feeling how rock hard he was. The thought of him fucking you senseless returned, and you let out a groan.

Grabbing the card from your hand, he opened the door, propping you up against the door in your bedroom. His eyes were filled with a raw, animal desire, as he dropped the card on the floor and reached up to unzip your dress. He ripped the zipper down, your dress falling to the floor in a crumpled heap. He locked his eyes on your heaving chest, hand reaching up to grab your chin, pulling you in for a searing kiss. His hand slid up your torso, reaching behind to unhook the red lacy bra you were wearing, letting it drop to the floor as he took in the glorious sight in front of him. You waited, wanting him to just touch you, but he just stared, eyes looking into yours, clearly saying "beg for it"

You couldn't help the soft "please" that left your lips, too desperate for some sort of touch. "Please what?' Lewis said, tightening his grip on your waist. "Please" was all you could say again, nearly whimpering again at the rough look in his eyes. "Use your words baby. Now, please what?" "Please just touch me!" You finally gasped out, moaning loudly when he licked a stripe down your chest before taking your right tit into his mouth. His hand fondled the left one, running his thumb over your erect nipple, the rough pad of his thumb sending shockwaves of pleasure through your body. His mouth sucked on the skin of your tit, before moving down to bite down on your nipple. You gasped again, pain and pleasure coursing through your body as his tongue ran over your nipple over and over till it nearly felt raw. He switched his actions, moving his mouth to your left tit instead, letting his hand harshly fondle the other. He continued the same process of biting, licking and sucking, till he was satisfied with himself. "I fucking love this baby. Seeing you all wet and needy for me. So what do you want? My mouth? My fingers? My cock? Or does my baby want them all ?" He asked, watching as your pupils dilated and you let out a strangled moan.

You let your crotch rub against his thigh, gasping when the friction went straight to your core. "Look at you darling. I asked you what you what you wanted, and you picked my thighs? Well, I want to see you dripping. I want to see you cum on my fingers, my mouth, my thighs and especially on my cock. I'm going to make you cum over and over and over again till you can't even stand on your own fucking legs. I want your thighs to be shaking around my head. I want to see you moan and groan and scream my name so loud, by tomorrow everyone in this hotel will know my name, because you'll spend all night screaming it" you moaned again, his words going straight to your core."Please Lewis, God, just make me cum please!" The desperation of your cry was enough for him to carry you to the bed, dropping your body onto the soft mattress.

He pulled of shirt, unbuttoning every button so you could see him do it. He could see your eyes grow dark, as his compass tattoo came into sight. You had told him it was one of your favourites, and he had used it against you ever since you had told him that. Smirking at you, he climbed onto the bed, lying down between your legs. You pushed yourself up against the headboard, spreading your legs wide for him. His eyes grew dark, as your core came into his view, shimmering with your juices. A near animalistic growl left his mouth, the sound hitting your core. He moved so that he was situated right in front of your core. He let his eyes take in the sight of you in front of him, snapping back to reality when you let out a groan of frustration. Throwing you a devilishly reassuring smile, he inched neared and nearer, till his nose was nearly touching your clit. Then he just lay there. Not moving. You could feel your heartbeat hammering against your chest, chest heaving up and down, an alarming intense feeling growing in your tummy. Finally, when it became too much you let out a small scream of frustration "Oh for fucks sake Lewis please just fuck me!" Your outburst brought a smile to his face. "Oh I will. Just not yet" and with that, he ran a finger along your slit, before finally slipping it into you. You let out a moan, finally getting the friction you had been desperate for. His fingers circled your clit, thumb gently pressing down, before he removed it,only to slam it back down on your sensitive clit, earning a scream of pleasure from you.

He slipped a second finger into you, scissoring around your clit, as your desperate cries of "oh, oh baby! Fuck, fuck lewis-" were lost in the heat of the moment. He leaned his head down to your core, letting his tongue run along your slit too, before licking around it, collecting your wetness on his tongue, before letting it harshly circle your clit. You bucked up into his mouth, feeling his tongue wrap around your clit. He sucked the nub harshly, his fingers still moving in and out of you. "Oh God, Oh GOD, Lew-I- oh! Oh God!" Your broken moans were music to his ears as he sucked your clit into his mouth. You could feel a strange intensity growing in your stomach, feeling a lot stronger than your usual orgasm. The band in your tummy was threatening to snap, but you needed that something more to help it snap. That something more came when Lewis sucked your clit into his mouth, letting it rest in between his teeth, before flicking it with his tongue.

With a cry of "Oh fucking hell, Lew-" you camr gushing into his mouth, your juices coating his fingers and gushing onto his tongue, as he let you ride out your orgasm on his deadly skilled tongue. Well, he had got his wish. Your thighs were shaking around his head, as your body tried to come to terms with the intensity of the pleasure coursing through your body. Looking down, you saw him with his painfully hard cock, grinding down on the sheet, as he let out a moan at the relief the bedsheets gave him. Raising an eyebrow, you patted your thigh, signaling him to come over to you. "You loved on me so well bubs. But I can see how hard you are. Do you want to use me to get off?" You asked, watching the effect you had on him. All he could do was nod, as you sat up on your knees. "Stand up" you ordered, getting up from the bed as well.

You walked over to the wall, letting your body rest against it. Somewhat confused, Lewis followed you, standing in the space between your legs. "I tried to get off using your thighs didn't I? I think you'll enjoy it as much as I did. So use me. Use my thigh. Get off" looking at you in pure shock, your boyfriend moved forward, groaning when you pushed your leg against his throbbing cock. He relished in the friction, slowly beginning to move against your leg, moaning when he began to rub against your leg. He began to hump your leg faster, as the pleasure began to build up in his body, before you reached your hand down to cup his length in your hands, moaning when you realized your fingers didn't quite meet. You ran your fingers along his length. You pumped him, letting your thumb circle his sensitive tip, eliciting a soft whine from him. You circled faster, moving down to your knees, and letting your tongue run up his shaft very softly. Above you, Lewis slammed his hands against the wall, groaning when you took him into your mouth.

But a part of him still wanted to cum inside when he was fucking you (in a condom, because wrap it before you tap it) so he pulled you back up, smirking when you whined. "I know baby, but I just really wanna fuck you now. Back on the bed please, unless you want me to take you here against this wall" practically running, you clambered onto the bed. You watched as Lewis pulled out a condom, ripping the packet open before climbing back on top of you. He let his hand rest on your hip, eyes temporarily losing some of the animalistic need that had been present in them. Leaning down, he connected your lips together in a kiss, a searing, intense kiss that took your breath away. "Ready love?" He asked, looking into your eyes, looking to see if there was even a slight hint that you didn't want this. But you did.

With a sudden jolt, he thrust himself into you, groaning when your warm walls clamped down on him. His hips thrust into you, starting off slow, letting you adjust to his massive length. "My sweet baby,taking me so well. Does it feel good?" You couldn't even respond, mouth agape, as his the pace of his thrusts increased. "Answer me" he said, suddenly stopping. Almost crying out at the loss of pleasure, you looked at him with desperation. "Yes yes, fuck it feels so good, please don't stop!" "Thats all you had to say baby" he said, before pushing in again, slowly. Then, he pulled back out. Looking at him in confusion, you gasped when he slammed back into you, a high pitched moan of "Lewis!" leaving your lips. He moved so that he had a better hold of your hips, rocking the both of you back and forth, the intensity of his thrusts was so much that the bed knocked back against the wall. What he wasn't expecting was for you to take his left thumb up to your mouth, running your tongue over it before sucking on it.

Moaning, he started thrusting into you even harder, shifting so that he was directly hitting your g spot. "Oh, God ! Oh fuck, Baby that feels so good please keep going keep-oh!" The cry that left your lips was so loud, you were sure Perrie in the room next to yours had heard you. "Fuck baby, you take me so well" Lewis said, as he nearly hammered your g spot. He was so, so damn close to cumming, and when you leant up and bit a sensitive spot on his neck, he came, gushing into the guard between you two, but he wanted you to cum to, so he reached down to pinch and rub your clit, still riding out his orgasm in you, moaning when you came with a scream. He winced when your core spasmed on his sensitive cock, and he pulled out slowly, before collapsing next to you. Panting, you curled up to him, letting your hand rest on his compass tattoo. "Okay that was Godlike" you said, earning a tired laugh from your lover.

"Yeah it really was. I missed you" he said, allowing you to nuzzle into his neck, leaning down to press a kiss to your forehead. "I missed you too" you replied, kissing the tattoo. "I love you too" As you lay there together, still revelling in the moment, your phone buzzed. Reaching over to check it, you saw your groupchat with the girls flooding with messages.

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Perrie 🧚🏻‍♀️ - Y/N, I'm filing a noise complaint. 🍆

Jade ✨ - Pez 😂 let them be. It's been a while for her.

Leigh 🦋- She really got some tonight huh? 😏

Perrie 🧚🏻‍♀️- LOL she did !! And it was obviously some goooood 'some' *wink wink*

Jade ✨- I could hear em too, and Im on the other end of the hall.

Leigh 🦋 - I know I did too! Must be some damn good sex. 😏

Perrie 🧚🏻‍♀️ - Go Y/N !!

Jade ✨ - Can't wait till she reads this.

Perrie 🧚🏻‍♀️ - Are they still going?!

Leigh 🦋 - No 😂 she's reading the messages. Y/N!! Yoohoo!

You - yes I'm here 🖕🏽

Jade ✨ - Did you have fun babe 😏

You - ..... yes

Perrie 🧚🏻‍♀️ - babe you can't really say no because we heard you

You- Im not saying I didn't have fun. But you guys need to calm down.

Leigh 🦋 - But its funnn

You - okay byeeee ❤

Perrie 🧚🏻‍♀️ - Going for a round 2 😏?

You - okay I said bye.

Leigh 🦋 - she is !!

Jade ✨ - Go babe !

You - I need to leave this group.

Perrie 🧚🏻‍♀️ - No we love you !! ❤

Leigh 🦋 - Yeah don't leave us ❤

Jade ✨- Don't leave meee ! ❤

You - Haha I'd never leave you girls ❤ now bye.

Jade ✨ - bye babe !

Perrie 🧚🏻‍♀️ - bye you sexy minx 😏

Leigh - bye hun 💙

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Smiling to yourself, you put your phone away, to see Lewis looking at you with a raised eyebrow. "Who was it?" "Just the girls" you said, cuddling back up to him. "What did they say?" Giggling, you looked up to him and kissed his neck. "They said they're going to file a noise complaint. And they asked me if we were going for a round two" "Were we really that loud?" He asked, looking at you in surprise. "Yeah, even Leigh heard us and she's at the end of the hall!" "Damn" Lewis said laughing. "Well," he said, looking at you again, with a cheeky look in his eye, "they were right about one thing" "And what is that?" You asked, smiling at him mischievously. "We are going for a round two"

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miyacreampie · 3 years

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Lenny sensei's night class has begun!~♡

“Senpai~♡”

synopsis 💭;; Tanaka gets jealous bc some bitch talking to his man.

note 🖋️;; IT TOOK A WHOLE FUCKIN WEEK TO WRITE THIS. WHY DOES WORK ALWAYS PREVENT ME FROM DOING THE THINGS I LIKE? WHAT THE ACTUAL FU- by the way, ‘Isayama Misaki’ is based off of some asswipe I used to know- also, I ran out of ideas at the end, so it kinda cuts of lf at the good part. I apologize to the anon that requested this.

Requested by anon ♡

Male pronouns used

Tanaka wasn't a jealous man. Or at least he'd like to think so.

(Y/n) was pretty popular around campus, so it wasn't a surprise to see a few fangirls here or there. It kinda reminded him of Oikawa—except (Y/n) didn't exactly pay his fangirls any attention. (And he didn't have an ass as flat as printer paper.) But did that stop them from trying to get into his pants? No.

In all honesty, Ryu felt lucky that he had someone like (Y/n) as a boyfriend, although he didn't like the fangirls—who paid him no mind whenever they were together. It annoyed him that they kept surrounding (Y/n) who clearly wanted nothing to do with them, begging him for dates, one night stands, anything.

To say that Tanaka was mildly uncomfortable was an understatement.

🌇🌇

Today was a bit different. Instead of a crowd of women rushing towards (Y/n), it was just one—; Misaki Isayama. The woman (almost) every guy considered perfect. This was...manageable, but what did she want? Well—at least it was only one girl. He had only woken up a little over an hour ago, and wasn't exactly ready for his simps just yet.

“(L/n)-chan, can you help me study for the science exam that's coming up?”

“Just because you're my upperclassman, doesn't mean you can call me that.” (Y/n) said quietly, rubbing his eyes, then yawning. “I'm on my way to the lecture hall though, so maybe after that? I should be fully awake by then..”

Misaki smiled and nodded her head. “It's a date!”

“No. No it's not.”

🏙️🏙️

Tanaka let (Y/n) lean on him during the lecture. That turned into one sided cuddling from the sleepy man. Ryu thought it was cute how (Y/n) always clung to him when he was sleepy. He was a little sad when (Y/n) fully awoke, and let him go, but it was for the best.

“Oh, Ryu-san. I'm tutoring the rumored ‘perfect woman’, and it's gonna be awkward with just the two of us, so can y—”

“You headin to the library? I was on my way there anyway. I'll join ya.”

The (h/c) haired man nodded, and they both walked all the way to the other side of the schoolyard to the library building. Tanaka even held (Y/n)'s hand to flex on the girls they passed by. Some of the girls were noticeably annoyed or a little angry, which pleased him.

When they finally arrived, Misaki was standing by the door. Upon seeing Ryu, she scowled. But it was only for a second.

“Ah, (L/n)-kun..who's this?”

(Y/n) smiled, oblivious to Misaki and Tanaka glaring at each other. Needless to say, the intense atmosphere went right over his head. “This is my boyfriend..Tanaka. He'll be joining us if that's okay.”

“‘Perfect woman’ my ass..the only ‘perfect woman’ I know is Kiyoko-san.” Tanaka mumbled under his breath. (Y/n) may not have known, but Misaki and Tanaka were always competitive with each other. Other times he wouldn't have cared, but now that (Y/n) is what he's fighting for, he wasn't gonna back down.

“Oh, it's fine.” Misaki said through gritted teeth.

🏙️🏙️

Isayama and Tanaka were left sitting at a table alone, while (Y/n) searched for the science books. They sat in complete silence, but it was almost as if you could hear their thoughts—mentally arguing with one another.

(Y/n) returned with three books, seating himself between Isayama and Ryu. “Okay! Let's get started!”

***

As (Y/n) went on explaining the laws of physics (because Tetsurou used to tutor him), Misaki and Tanaka continued their epic staring battle. The battle ended once they noticed that (Y/n) had stopped talking. He was chewing his tongue in thought, trying to figure out how to pronounce a word.

Misaki didn't notice, but (Y/n) had gone from physics, to microbiology. In less than five minutes.

“Something wrong?”

“How do you say this word again..?” The (e/c) eyed man pointed to a bolded word in the textbook, leaning back a bit so the other two could see.

A suffocating silence reigned over the three of them, but only for about three seconds.

Isayama squinted a bit before she spoke. “Endothelial?”

“Oh yeah. Thanks, senpai.”

Isayama smiled smugly at Ryuunosuke. The said man had a visible tick mark (💢) on the side of his head, symbolizing his annoyance. Tanaka only wanted (Y/n) to call him ‘senpai’—even if they were the same age (if not, then (Y/n) might be older). It made him feel like he was a dependable upperclassman, maybe even a bit turned on in certain situations. But hearing (Y/n) call someone else senpai..made him a little sad.

His thoughts were interrupted by his phone vibrating. As Tanaka reached into his pocket to get his phone, he caught (Y/n) putting his own phone in his jacket pocket. Tanaka turned on his phone to see a message from (Y/n) in his recent notifications.

Pretty boy💖: Go to the bathroom. I'll join you later.

Although he was a bit confused, he got up from his chair. “‘M gonna go take a leak.” Ryu said as he started to make his way towards the men's restroom.

Almost five minutes pass before (Y/n) goes into the bathroom after Tanaka, telling Misaki that he was checking on him. As soon as (Y/n) had passed the first bathroom stall, he was yanked into the second one, the door locking almost immediately after it shut behind him. He wasn't given any time to react before he felt a familiar pair of soft lips violently smash against his own. (Not violent enough to make his mouth bleed or anything. Chill.)

A heated battle for dominance arose between the two, (Y/n) quickly taking the lead as he gently bit Ryu's lip.

They didn't want this to end, but eventually Tanaka had to break the kiss because he couldn't breathe. He stood there, breathless in his boyfriend's arms, not wanting (Y/n) to let go.

“Ryuunosuke..” Tanaka flinched upon his first name being said—even though (Y/n) said it many times before. His reaction brought a smile to (Y/n)'s face. “I love you~..” He said, drawing out the three words in a sing-song voice.

Ryu felt his legs getting weak, and held onto (Y/n) for dear life. (Somewhat out of fear that he might fall.) He wasn't actually feeling like this because of three words...right? “Babe..am I supposed to be kinda horny right now?” It was a bit of a strange question, but hey, it never hurts to ask.

(Y/n) chuckled. “Well, yeah. I might have to carry you out of here once we're done.” His warm smile from earlier didn't falter as he spoke.

‘How can he say something like that so casually? If I say something like that, I'd get d–’ Ryu's thoughts were snapped away when he felt his chest touch the stall divider and his pants being pulled down. He let out a soft moan as (Y/n) stroked him through his boxers.

🏙️

‘What the hell is taking them so long?!’ Isayama got up from where she sat, and went to the men's bathroom. There wasn't anyone around, so no one would see her going in. She opened the first stall's door. ‘If they ditched me, I swear to go–’

“W-Wait, (Y/n)!~ Haa!~♡”

“Geez senpai, you're so wet inside~..♡”

Misaki froze. She couldn't be sure that it was (Y/n) and Tanaka in there—but those were definitely Tanaka's pants hanging over the second stall's door. Now she felt more..curious than angry. Isayama slipped into the first stall, carefully and quietly closing the door behind her, and slowly locking it so it didn't make noise.

Ryu tried to keep his breathing steady as (Y/n) fucked him with his fingers—even though that did absolutely nothing to help his current situation. Hell, he couldn't even process words anymore. The only actual word he could say was his boyfriend's name. He eventually remembered how to speak after about two minutes of being finger-fucked.

He wanted to sound more demanding, but his voice came out more whiny than what he'd have liked it to. “Fuck me already..ya fuckin– Hng!~” It may have been that he couldn't process it, or that (Y/n) had moved at the speed of sound, but Tanaka wasn't able to register how fast (Y/n) pulled his fingers out, and shoved his cock into his still tight hole. He wanted to say something, but all that came out was a choked whine.

“You were saying?~♡” (Y/n) asked, though it sounded more like a demand than a question.

Tanaka wasn't given a chance to answer due to (Y/n) ruthlessly fucking the poor man senseless. His loud whines and moans echoed throughout the bathroom, much to (Y/n)'s pleasure. He wanted everyone to know that he was a taken man. He wanted everyone on campus to hear Ryuunosuke's pleasurable cries.

Hearing the two men fucking in the next stall turned Isayama on to no end. (Even though it was more of (Y/n)'s voice that made her wet.) But she resisted touching herself because she wouldn't be able to forgive herself if she masturbated to her rival getting fucked. (A kinda stupid reason, but okay.)

“Fu–fuck, (Y/n)!~ So good..it feels so good!~” Ryu babbled, the words almost incoherent as he attempted to push back against his boyfriend's cock. “More!~ Give me more!~♡” He begged, voice broken and choking on his own breath.

The (e/c) eyed man didn't say a word. As his senpai had politely asked of him, (Y/n) drove his cock so deep into Tanaka that the said man let out the loudest drawn out moan (Y/n) had ever heard from him. If it weren't for the cum spewing from the teary eyed man, (Y/n) would've thought he had hurt his lover. He wasn't entirely sure until he felt Ryu continue to push back against him, desperate for more friction.

“Aww..you're so cute when you act like a bitch in heat, senpai~..♡”

He only got a choked whine in response.

“I'm pretty close anyway..do you want it inside?~♡” (Y/n) asked, pulling the shaky man up to his chest. Again, only a whine. (Y/n) parted Ryu's lips with his fingers, those fingers soon being coated in saliva. “Use your words~..”

Finally, Tanaka spoke, despite his unintentional dry heaving. “Fuck me- please~..”

“As you wish~♡” (Y/n) almost whispered, gripping Tanaka's cock firmly, earning another broken moan from the said man. “You're the only person I'd fuck like this, you know that, right?” He said, as he rubbed the shorter man's stomach.

“Y-Yeah..that makes me happy~..”

Lmao this was like- 80% highschool drama (in a college setting), and the remaining 20% being me getting horny for no reason. Also, I'm aware this made no sense. None of the stuff I write makes sense. :)

The class session is now over!~♡

#tanaka x reader #tanaka x male reader #haikyuu x male reader #anime x male reader #m!reader #x male reader #top male reader #seme male reader #ryuunosuke x reader

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shipskicksandgiggles · 2 years

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oh wait also meaningful gestures prompt #24 with dialogue #29 :)

hehehe thank you for telling me to write star wars, this was a delight

prompts: "Protecting your lover's sleep as they doze on your lap, making sure nobody bothers them as they entrusted their peace to you." and "Don't you dare wake them up." (from this list)

Read Taking it Lying Down here on ao3

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“Luke, if you think I’m letting you work on the Falcon like this, you would be mistaken.”

“At least let me help fix something small. I want to be useful.”

He sighed and dragged a hand over his face. “Kid, you’ve been awake for two days. It would be useful if you went to sleep.”

“Sleep isn’t productive,” Luke said. “Anyways, I still have energy. Let me just do something small. I can dust the cockpit if you want.”

Han wasn’t going to let him work like this, but Luke clearly wasn’t letting up. “Fine. I was just about to restock the sheets and blankets if you want to help carry them. Might even let you make a bunk or two if you’re up for it.”

If Luke didn’t see it as the ploy it was, he was the luckiest man alive.

“Okay! Where do we start?”

Luke only tripped a couple of times while carrying the blankets, but he refused to surrender. Once they got onto the Falcon, Han directed him to leave one set of sheets on the bunk he usually slept on before showing him where he stored the spares.

“I’m going to go put these on my bunk, so I’m trusting you to not mess this up,” he told Luke sternly. Best case scenario, he would touch the pillow and finally crash.

“Han, I know how to make a bed. Will you relax?”

“Alright, alright. I’ll be back in a few minutes.”

He made quick work of putting the sheets on his own bunk before making his way back to where he left Luke.

Who was apparently struggling with the far corner of the mattress.

“Do you need help?”

“No, I think I almost got it,” he said through clenched teeth. “Just… a little… more… there!” The sheet gave, and Luke sat up in victory, accidentally clunking his head on the low ceiling. “Ow.”

“Aww, baby,” Han teased. “Need me to kiss it better?”

“No,” Luke scowled. “Can you check if I’m bleeding though? That really hurt.”

“Yeah, sure. Scoot up so I can get a better look at it.”

Han sat behind him and tilted his head forward. “Was it the top of your head or the back?”

“The back.”

“Okay, here. Let me look.” He ran a hand through Luke’s hair to loosen it up and then started examining him from the top of his head to the nape of his neck. “I’m not seeing any blood,” he said when he was near the end. “You might bruise a little though, but you’re pretty hard headed, so I think you’ll be fine.”

He didn’t respond.

“Luke?” Han dropped his hand, and Luke fell back against him, dead asleep. “Oh sweetheart, you really were tired.”

Han tried to move back so that Luke would land on the pillows, but he miscalculated, and his head landed in his lap.

“Shit,” he muttered. “I guess I asked for this trying to get you to sleep, but did you need to fall asleep on me?”

Luke just let out a sleepy sigh, and his hair fluttered up, so Han brushed it off his forehead. “Well, there are worse ways I could spend my day off.”

There wasn’t much of anything he could do but sit there and watch the rise and fall of Luke’s chest as he slept. Han idly wondered how many more missions he would be sent on before the stress eventually caught up to him. He could see how young Luke was when he was relaxed like this, his worry lines smoothed out and his mouth not screwed up in a frown.

With his eyelashes spread out over his cheekbones, he reminded Han of the boy he’d picked up in that cantina in Mos Eisley so long ago.

He tensed up when he heard someone boarding the Falcon. It wasn’t loud enough to be Chewie, so it didn’t surprise him when Leia appeared in the doorway. “Don’t you dare wake him up,” Han whispered

She looked at him confused. “Wake who up?” she whispered back. Then she saw Luke sprawled out on his lap. “Ah.”

“Shut up.”

“I didn’t say anything. Just came to say that Chewie’s looking for you.”

“Tell him he can only come in if he promises to be quiet. Luke hasn’t been sleeping, and I’m not going to have him ruin this.”

“Not a problem,” she said, already moving to leave.

“Wait, Leia,” he called softly.

“Yeah?” she asked, popping her head back through the door.

“Can you talk to his higher ups and see if they’ll agree to cut down on his hours a bit? I know he won’t say anything, but it’s clearly wearing on him.”

Leia smiled. “I was planning on doing that anyway, but I’m glad you agree. I’ll send Chewie in.”

She left, and a few minutes later, Chewie ducked into the space. He stared at Han expectantly, and he sighed. “Out with it, you giant fur mop.”

Chewie grunted at him.

“No I can’t move, thank you for asking. It’s like when you have a cat on your lap, there’s a law against moving because it’s a crime to wake them up.”

He made another gurgling sound, and Han resisted the urge to laugh out loud.

“Yes, I know you’re probably more closely related to a cat. It’s the principle of the matter. Did you want something?”

After another long look, Chewie yowled at him softly.

“Listen pal, you can do as much work as you want to on the ship when I don’t have the most valuable member of the Rebellion asleep on said ship. It just might have to wait a while, okay?”

Chewie rolled his eyes and stomped out, but not before letting Han know his thoughts on the matter.

“He should be thanking me for getting the rest of the day off,” Han told the sleeping Luke. “Ungrateful bastard.”

In total, Luke slept for about three hours. Both of Han’s legs had pins and needles by the time he stirred.

“What happened?” he asked, rubbing his eyes. Then he looked up at Han. “Did I fall asleep on you?”

“Yeah,” Han scoffed. “Someone has to stick around and make sure you don’t die in your sleep.”

“But I fell asleep on you,” Luke emphasized. “Why didn’t you move me?”

“Because it’s hard enough getting you to sleep in the first place. I didn’t want to have to start the whole process all over again.”

“You know, you act like you don’t care, but that’s one of the nicest things you’ve ever done for me. How long was I out?”

“A few hours. The base is about to go into night mode if you want to go back to sleep and get a full night for once.”

“I don’t know how I can sleep without you now. You make a pretty comfortable mattress, Han Solo.”

“Is this your way of getting me into your bed? Because you’re not slick, Skywalker.”

“So what if it is?” Luke asked, planting a light kiss on his jaw. “Is it working?”

Han groaned. “If you actually want me to lay with you, you’re going to need to let me up because I just washed these sheets and I know these clothes have grease on them.”

Luke relented, and Han got up to change into something more comfortable. When he came back, he kicked off his boots before moving to lay down next to Luke. “Anybody ever tell you that you’re the worst?”

“Only you, but I’m starting to think that’s a lie,” Luke said, curling into Han’s side.

Yeah, it was definitely a lie.

#skysolo #ellis writes #luke skywalker #han solo #han solo x luke skywalker #fluff #asks #answers

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calcifermovesthecastle · 4 years

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S/o that asks for affection unconsciously when they wake up without even noticing (nsfw?), how would the Bucci gang + josuke + young joseph+ giorno react? :>

So I don’t age up characters for NSFW, so I’ll just do fluff for Narancia, Josuke, Fugo, Giorno and Trish, but I will add some Adult Characters with NSFW for your troubles. :) I’ll add a cut for the NSFW as well so anyone can read before the cut, but only 18+ after please!

Warnings: Language

Bucciarati (Fluff):

-He’s surprised when you hug him from behind when just standing around, or when you slip your hand in his just sitting, or stand behind him while he’s sitting and scratch his back (BLEASE DO THIS FOR HIM he will on god love you forever)

-So when you two decide to move in, he’s also surprised to find that this carries over into sleeping.

-He’ll wake up with you literally splayed out on top of him, And he blushes so hard. He’ll try to gently push you off of him back onto the bed, because surely you can’t be comfortable like that.

-Will immediately stop when you tighten your grip and stir, instead allowing his hands to rest on your back.

-He’s honestly not used to it but he will indulge you because god you’re so warm, and so soft and so beautiful in his arms.

-You’ll notice when you’re awake that he’ll start to return your touches, leaning into your back scratches, squeezing your hand when you slip yours into his, Place his hands over your arms when you hug him from behind.

-Will never say why, though. It’s his secret.

Abbacchio (Fluff):

-You may not notice, but god, does he.

-He Panic. You’re half awake, and you just reach out and pull yourself closer to him, nuzzling your face into his chest, Your breath evening out.

-Oh god what does he do with his hands are you even comfortable there’s no way you’re comfortable jesus what the hell

-He opts to push you away, but you tighten your hold, babbling something out in your sleep about being warm.

-(He do be warm tho ngl)

-It takes everything, and I mean, E v e r y t h i n g in him to give in and rest his arms around you, but once he does, and you snuggle even closer? God he’s in love. You’re literally the most precious thing to him.

-When you’re awake tho he will absolutely push you off the bed without remorse. (Expect a top of the head kiss from him though he’s soft.)

Mista (Fluff):

-He’s laying awake, tracing his finger along the wall, making damn sure the sex pistols don’t wake you.

-In his distraction, you reach out, grasping his arm and hugging it.

-(Arcana reference but Julian laugh) Oh ho ho!

-He takes note that you’re still asleep, and pulls you on top of him, securing his arms around you so that you don’t slip off.

-Instead of tracing the wall, he will now be trailing his fingers up and down your arms and back, and through your hair.

-His heart is melting you’re so god damn cute. He’ll tighten his grip, just gazing down at you with nothing but adoration in his eyes.

-He will tease the everloving shit out of you when you wake up. Like he will not stfu about it.

-He will also be a million times more physically affectionate with you during the day lol it’s sickening

-He is NOT stinky JFC

Fugo:

-Whaaaaat are you doing?

-Oh, you’re asleep.

-WHAAATTT ARE YOU DOIIINNNGGGGG

-He’ll stiffen up, but oh no you’re sleeping he cant just...push you away... he’s not heartless....

-He is confused to say the least, and a lil bit uncomfy, but he trusts you.

-Watches as your features relax as your face presses into the crook of his neck and your arm tightens around his middle. Oh fuck you’re cute

-you’ve won him over.

-He’ll wrap an arm around your waist, (So you don’t fall dsjdsjdsj) and let you be close to him. He enjoys it too, if he’s being honest. You’re so cute.

-When you wake up, he’s much kinder and softer towards you. He’ll make any excuse to gently bump knees while you’re sitting or to brush his hand against yours while reaching for something.

-Only because you asked for it tho

Narancia:

-Nani in tarnation is goin on?

-He’s completely taken by surprise. You’re asleep? And you want him? To hold you? ???? ?????? *Windows start up sounds*

-He literally doesn’t know what to do He’s so soft and so confused with his negative brain cells (I do hate him but I will admit he does have a big heart he is a sweetie)

-He will, a little too eagerly, hug you back. His tenacity may or may not wake you up. (It does. Sorry.)

-You wake up to a surprise hug though so win win?

-The more you subconsciously ask, the more he gives, until you two are literally glued together. (Social distancing whomst? We don’t know her.)

-Expect sloppy kisses everywhere. On the other hand, funnily enough, you will have to initiate the hugging. He’s so scared. What if he hugs you too tight? What if he wakes you up again? What if he suffocates you? What if you don’t like his hugs

-Hug him jfc he needs reassurance that you want to be held.

-Sleepy morning hugs where you two are just breathing in sync and there’s not a care in the world are his favorite

Giorno-

-He is a light sleeper. I know I’ve said this before, but he is a very, very, very light sleeper.

-So when you reach out and grasp at any piece of him you can reach, trying to close the gap between you (It’s a cold winter morning, come on)

-He’ll startle awake and look over at you to check and see if you’re okay.

-Oh, you are okay. Oh, you just want held? Alright. He’s up for that. Oh. You’re asleep? He’ll have to be especially careful to not wake you.

-He will pull you close and rub circles into your back, pressing his cheek against the top of your head. He might even fall back asleep. If you stir, it’s not for long. His warmth and soothing movements lull you back to sleep in the safety of his arms.

-When you’re awake, he’ll definitely be more affectionate, pressing tiny flowers into your hands, brushing your hair back, k i s s i n g y o u r k n u c k l e s (Im so fucking soft)

-But seriously imagine Giorno getting down on one knee, taking your hand, and brushing his lips against your knuckles while looking up at you with literally nothing but love and affection in his eyes im going to cry

-Anything he does will have you a blushing mess

Trish:

-Who tf is waking her up?

-oh, it’s you

-Oh, you’re hugging her

-OH, You’re still asleep.

-O H, you’re fucking cute!

-She’ll study you for a minute, before reaching up to lightly cup your cheek in her hand, careful not to wake you up. Her fingers will flutter over your face, tracing your features. She absolutely adores how precious you look snuggled up against her.

-When you wake up, expect to have your hand held all day. Trish is the queen of hand holding. She will also take your face in her hands and kiss the corners of your lips, and rest her head on your shoulder when you two are sitting next to each other.

-She’ll have this smug look on her face the whole time too dsjdsjdsjdsjds

-Will absolutely do the disgusting feeding each other thing. “Babe, try this!” *Proceeds to hold forkful of food in front of your mouth. “Oh, that looks good, can I have some?” *Lets you do the same*

-It’s revolting and I love it.

Joseph (Fluff):

-He’s already awake. He’s got to get up early and train (Viva reverie reference: “With these tall hat guys for a looooong time!”) But oops, you just so happened to burrow against him, and your arm seems to have found its way across his stomach. What a predicament, you’re still asleep! He can’t wake you!

-He decides that he just doesn’t have the heart to move you, and wraps his arms around you to pull you even closer. What if you get cold? He’s warm, you’ll be warm next to him!

-He will hold you against him until you wake up, no matter how late it makes him. Punishments be damned. You’re way too cute and this opportunity is way too good to pass up.

-In all honesty though he’s elated that you want him to hold you. This carries over into you being awake. He’ll be hanging off of you. Hell, He’ll carry you around if you give the okay. He will absolutely kneel so he can carry you around on his shoulders.

-He’s very handsy, so rip to your personal space. You asked for it, after all. You wanna sit in that chair over there? Aww, that’s too bad. He’s your chair now.

-Are you complaining tho? He’s got some thicc thighs, you’ll be pretty comfy.

-Psst his hands are gonna be like twice your size compare hand sizes he will love it

Josuke:

-He’s already cuddly bb

-But if on the rarest of rare occasions he either 1.) wakes up before you or 2.) Isnt already holding you, and you press closer to him in your sleep, just maybe ball his shirt up in your fists as you clutch at him, yearning for the affection you’re too scared to ask for when you’re awake

-Oh god he cry

-He cry so hard

-He is the (Parker James’ Steven Voice) CEO of bear hugs. Especially if someone as adorable as you is cuddling up against him.

-He will pull you up against him and bury his face in your hair, maybe even falling back asleep himself. (good luck getting out of his embrace when he’s asleep lol There’s no chance.)

-it is always a nice surprise to wake up cocooned in his arms, his entire body wrapped around you.

-When you’re both awake, He’ll do lots of little things for you. Absentmindedly rub your back and shoulders, sling an arm around your shoulders, link pinkies, hold hands, forehead kisses

-He will lift you up and spin you around and kiss you but shh don’t tell anyone

-He is

-so GOD damn soft I love him

NSFW BELOW THE CUT

18+ ONLY

BUCCIARATI:

-He’s in the midst of registering being awake, getting prepared for the day, when he notices that you’re uh

-he can’t help his erection when he sees you bury your face in his neck and grind your hips against him. You’re still asleep, what could you possibly be dreaming about?

-Oh god if he hears you whimper his name it’s all over for you.

-Shakes your shoulder, peering into your sleep-gripped eyes and smiles nervously.

-”Tesoro, would you mind if I made love to you before I left for work?”

-Your lips on his are answer enough. He’ll thrust into you at a slow, sensual speed, showering you in praises, leaving soft kisses all over your body. Never marking, but always making sure the feeling of his mouth lingers on your skin.

-He will speak only in italian during this time, so unless you know italian, don’t count on understanding anything he says. (You’ll have a pretty good Idea of what he means tho 👀)

-He will absolutely make sure you won’t be getting out of bed for the rest of the day. He definitely has a way of making your body melt under his touch. He’s never rough. He’s so, so gentle with you, and you’d be surprised how quickly he can have you cumming because of it.

-If you ask nicely, he’ll stay in bed with you for a little longer afterwards, pressing kisses into your hair and telling you how much he cherishes you

-”You don’t have to be afraid, dolcezza. My arms are always open for you. You’ll find in them nothing but home.”

ABBACCHIO:

-Did you just grab his tiddies?

-He’s in the middle of telling you off when he sees that you’re asleep, mumbling about how you want him to take you, grinding against him.

-Something feral awakens in him at the sight of you, unknowingly begging for him, and he grabs your wrists, flipping you fast, waking you, and leaning over you, his breath hot against your ear.

-”Dolcezza, Is it okay if I fuck you?”

-The answer is yesssssssss

-Oh bby he is R o u g h. He’ll use his stand to hold your arms above your head and push your legs up so far that your thighs will be pressed against your chest, and he will pound into you with a speed and force that’s almost inhuman

-He will kiss you hard, and long, so that when he pulls away, you’re gasping for air, your lips bruised, your eyes rolled into the back of your head.

-Any qualms he has about being this close to you are out the door. You’ll have deep handprints in your legs from where he was holding them, and the darker the bruise he leaves with his mouth, the happier he is. He doesn’t care where he leaves them, either. Expect some on your chin, your neck, your chest, anywhere he can reach, honestly. But if your lips are bruised, that’s what satisfies him the most.

-You’ll definitely cum more than once, and once he cums, it’s hard, and he’ll pull you flush against him, breathing heavily, burying his face in your shoulder. Tell him it’s okay, because once he’s come down from his high, his fear that he hurt you is overwhelming. He loves you, after all. Reassure him. Hold him close, and don’t let go.

MISTA:

-(Once again Julian laugh) Oh ho ho!

-He’s gonna watch for a minute, but wake you up if the pressure becomes too much for him. He’ll give you a moment to wake up, and then ask you to fuck.

-(Yes yes yes)

-He’s like a mix of Abbacchio and Bucciarati. Rough and kinky, but will literally shower you in praise and affection.

-He likes tugging your hair while taking you from behind (If you have hair. If not, his hands will grip your waist, or reach around to rub your clit/stroke your cock depending.

-He will kiss down your back while leaning over you, making sure to leave little marks that’ll last, but not long

-Definitely makes you cum before he does, but if he can, really enjoys cumming together. To him, it adds to the intimacy of the moment.

-”Oh, Bombolone, do you need me so much that You want me even in your dreams? I’ll wake you each time, I need you more than you know. You are so perfect. You are so wonderful, and adorable, and I love you so much.”

-He will literally not shut the fuck up during sex but it’s okay because it’s all sweet and loving.

JOSEPH:

-Oh jesus christ stroke his ego why dontcha

-if you’ve discussed it beforehand, and you’re into Somnophilia, he’ll fuck you right there. But if not, He’ll take the time to wake you, his ears burning red.

-”Oi, babe, You were holding onto me kinda tight and grinding your hips against my leg. If you want me that bad, say something.”

-He will destroy you. Something about seeing you want him when you’re not even aware of what you’re doing? OOF.

-He also has a bad case of not shutting the fuck up during sex.

-The best remedy to this is to just pull him down into a kiss while he’s snapping his hips against yours. Hold it for as long as possible. It’ll make his heart happy if you’re bold enough to initiate a kiss as well.

-He cums before you but will help you cum as well, whether it be eating you out/blowjob or fingering you/handjob. (If you’re AMAB then he’ll let you return the favor tbh)

-Will shamelessly ask you for a blowjob. If you indulge him, he’s on cloud nine, His hands weaved into your hair, watching your every move as your mouth closes around his cock and your tongue swirls around him. It takes all of his self control not to throat fuck you.

-Once you’ve reached your limit, he’ll help you into the shower and massage wherever’s sore, washing you off with a gentleness that’s a stark contrast to his movements prior.

BONUS GYRO

-When did you end up in his sleeping bag?

-He’s awake before you or Johnny, and he notices you’ve burrowed yourself close to him. You’re also

-Nyo-ho. Oh are you also.

-He’ll shake your shoulder, and once you’re awake, he’ll flash his grill and lean in, whispering in your ear

-”D’you wanna fuck me that bad that you’re doing it in your sleep, doll?”

-Who cares if johnny’s sleeping right over there, with your consent, he’s inside of you faster than anything. He’ll give you a moment to adjust to him, and then start off slow, massaging your hips and thighs, whispering how amazing you are.

-He goes slow, but makes sure he’s down to his full length with every thrust, pressing his lips into the corners of your mouth, then crashing them directly against your lips, not letting you come up for air until your legs are trembling around him.

-He won’t change things up until he hears a “Please”

-That’s his favorite word. If you groan out a “Please, Gyro,” And your voice cracks, oh, are you in for a t r e a t.

-He’ll make you see stars, but shh, don’t get too loud, doll. Johnny’s asleep. If you’re being too loud, he’ll cover your mouth with his hand.

-Please hold onto him. Wrap your arms and legs around him while he fucks you. He loves it so much.

-Once you’ve cum, he tumbles not long after, blurting out something in italian that you can only hope to understand if you don’t speak it. (Hint: It’s praises for you and your body.)

-Once he’s done, he falls back down next to you, pulling you close and pressing his lips to your forehead, deciding that It can be a later start than usual today. Besides, you look so cute curled up against him like that, doll.

#jjba #jojo no kimyou na bouken #jojo's bizarre adventure #jjba headcanons #jjba x reader #Bucciarati x reader #buccellati x reader #abbacchio x reader #mista x reader #fugo x reader #narancia x reader #giorno x reader #trish x reader #joseph x reader #josuke x reader #gyro x reader

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maritasdump · 2 years

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Aww, thank you so much! <3

Y'know what? Have this Marcanne drabble in return. I didn't know what to do with it lol. Hope you like it!

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An ear-piercing scream echoed through the room.

Marcy's eyes shot open as she turned around to find the source of the noise. The girl beside her sat up on the bed, breathing heavily, her body drenched in sweat. It was too dark to see her face...

"...Anne?"

The girl snapped her head towards Marcy. Her eyes were wide open, her pupils were as small as pinpricks, and rivers of tears were running down her cheeks.

"Anne!"

Marcy immediately shot up from the bed, as the other girl let out a strangled sob and brought her hands up to her face as she started violently crying. She wasted no time and wrapped her hands around her body, pulling her into a tight hug.

Anne seemed to understand her intent as she let her arms drop to the bed, pressing her face against Marcy's shoulder like her life depended on it.

Marcy quickly brought them both down to the bed, pulling the comforter on top of their bodies. Despite still being sleepy, Marcy remembered the 4-step way she and Anne had planned for situations like these:

1. Lots of hugging and kissing.

2. Only say soft and comforting words.

3. After the other calms down, bring her something she likes: If it's Marcy, her favorite fluffy blanket. If it's Anne, a glass of water will do.

4. (and most important) Under NO CIRCUMSTANCES leave the other alone.

Marcy hugged the other girl even tighter as she run her hand up and down her back, whispering soothing things into her ear and kissing her head every time she had the chance.

"Anne, it's okay. I'm here. We're both safe, okay?"

Anne took a deep breath before continuing to cry against Marcy's shoulder, dampening her shirt. Marcy didn't mind in the slightest.

As the minutes went on, Anne's breathing slowly got lighter, and she began to replace her neverending stream of tears with frequent wet hiccups. Marcy didn't let her go for an instant, every single one of her hugs, words and forehead kisses dedicated to the sole purpose of letting her know that she was safe and loved.

Within only a few minutes, Anne has seemingly calmed down, no more sounds coming from her except a few sniffles every so often. She took a deep breath as she finally spoke:

"I-I'm sorry for... w-waking you up..." her voice was extremely hoarse, wet and, much to Marcy's dismay, sad.

"You don't have to apologize for anything." Marcy replied, bringing a hand up to her head as she gently stroked her bushy, fluffy hair. "Just relax and focus on receiving love, mmkay?"

Anne wrapped her own arms around Marcy, as she pressed hersef against the other girl's body.

"I love you, Marcy..." she said, muffled against Marcy's shirt. "Y-You're the best girlfriend... I could ever ask for..."

Marcy smiled warmly. She reached out to plant another kiss on her forehead...

We both know that's not true.

Marcy stopped, quietly gulping as she slowly backed slightly away.

"S... Same to you, Anne. I love you."

Anne hmm'd with satisfaction, her slow breathing indicating that she was starting to drift into unconsciousness again.

I've only caused trouble for you.

"I love you so much, Anne, you have no idea..."

I've put you in mortal danger several times. You could've died because of me.

Marcy hugged Anne even tighter. The comforter started to feel suffocating.

I don't deserve your love. Or anyone's love. I don't deserve to feel happy.

"I-I love you, Anne..."

Her heart hammered in her chest.

The best thing I could do is jump out of a window. Or cut my wrists. Maybe that way you could forget about me. Maybe that way you wouldn't have to feel bad for someone who doesn't deserve it ever again.

She swallowed to hold back a sob. Anne coudn't see her like this; right now, Marcy was supposed to comfort her. She hugged her even tighter.

That would be the only right choice I've ever made.

That night, while Anne went back to a peaceful and content sleep, Marcy felt like she didn't deserve to sleep ever again.

Anon why do you always do this to me 😭

#amphibia #marcy wu #anne boonchuy #marcanne #tw mention of sh #tw suicide mention #tw sh implied #marita asks #anon #idk how to tag tw help

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the-fiction-witch · 3 years

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first time together

REAL LIFE COUPLE TBS X READER RATING: SMUT

I smiled nervous but excited sitting in the sofa in his very nice newly renovated house every so often sipping my glass of wine trying to not think about the tension in the room. We had been dating a good while now and due to work and such we hadn't really seen each other my h recently and one of those things when you can't see each other in a relationship is communication. He'd been working on some new things top secret so he couldn't tell me much but he'd been away alot and we'd been chatting mostly over whatsapp and phone calls. I had noticed our conversations some evening turn form our usual 'aww I miss you too', 'ill have to give you a huge hug when I get home' more to things like 'I wish you were here with me… if I had you here in this big bed maybe I wouldn't feel so lovely x', 'i miss you so badly, maybe when I get home you can stay over all weekend ;)' And so here I was with the intention to be staying l weekend, I had stayed the night before here and there not often as while it was getting revocated he was staying with his mum and sister so we didn't stay the night together too often. And more then anything the tension was there because as long as we've been dating, we hadn't had sex. We just hadn't yet been busy, and with all that was going on with work, and his house and the move it was all so busy and we just kinda never found the right time. It didn't bother me and honestly I don't think I bothered him that we didn't but I think we both need that this weekend it was probably gonna happen. And I was excited to say the least if a little worried. He wondered back from dropping something off in the kitchen and leant on the living room doorframe in his blue suit pants, light blue button down his hair fixed as usual even if I had been messing with it tonight, he smiled at me but with a little yawn I almost awwed it was kinda cute like a sleepy little puppy "Oohh sorry. Don't know what's up with me" he says "It's alright if your tired tommy you've had a long few days" "You wanna head to bed?" "Sure" I nodded I got up going to take my class but he stopped me "I'll deal with this and I'll lock up you go on up" he says kissing my cheek I smiled handing him the glass and heading up the stairs all the way to his bedroom I could tell he had cleaned it and made the bed with all fresh sheets before I got here I kicked my shoes off putting them close to my little suitcase with my stuff I tried getting at the zip to my dress but I was struggling damn stupid back zip "need some help?" He asks as he too arrived in the bedroom "Ohh uhh yes please" I blushed I heard him step over, I felt the heat of his breath on my neck his hands rested on my waist and slipped up to the back of my dress and the to of my zip he gently pulled the zip down making sure to be slow and tender he stopped about half way down my back just an inch or so below my bra clasps I felt him move closer and press a kiss to my shoulder "... We don't. Have to do anything you don't want to. You know that right?" He asks I blushed s little and turned to face him wrapping my arms gently around his neck to give him a cuddle "I want to. You've waited long enough" "It doesn't matter how long I've waited. If you don't want to we won't" he says giving my nose a kiss "okay kitten?" "I know but I want to" "Yeah? You… really want to?" "Very much. I've missed you" "Umm I've missed you too" he smirked almost moaning he was so excited pulling me as tight to him as possible kissing me rather hard I kissed back as fast as I could trying to keep at his speed his hands stroking the small of my back as we kissed he pulled back a moment getting some breath I smiled and took the opportunity to slip a hand down and begin undoing the buttons on his shirt he smirked looking down at my hand gently biting his lip he looks back up at me licking across his bottom lip before pulling the rest of the zip down "you uhh you look really nice tonight" he muttered almost like he'd forgotten about saying it "Thank you. You do too" I giggled "Can I?" He hinted tugging on my dress a little I nodded as I had now undone his shirt completely gently stroking on the smooth skin I had exposed. He pulled my dress off me gently making sure not to hurt me or damage my dress till it pooled at my ankles he looked me over "fuck." He gasped "you look amazing" he said almost unable to stop looking at me but within a second his hand moved to my neck and cheek "come here" he smirked pulling me close kissing my lips with so much passion and energy he pushed his shirt off throwing it to the floor with my dress and took both his hands away to work at his belt and pants our kisses quickly turned more passionate with tounge and heat in each kiss once he kicked his pants off his legs he held me close again I giggled a little pulling back and moving to kneel on the mattress maybe a millisecond after he joined me I sat up a little excited but nervous before I spoke "Did you need me to-" He interrupted before I even finished taking my hands in his intertwining our fingers "no thank you, I uhh I'm hard enough" he nods "Are you?" I giggled with a little bit of a smirk "Why don't you find out" he smirked pulling me gently back to a kiss I smirked into it moving a hand down to stroke across his boxers "fuck" he gasped as I stroked gently across his shaft thought the thin elastic fabric he didn't waste Time both hands slipping up to gently fondle my breasts "fuck you feel so good" he muttered between kisses before pulling back "you uhhh… I'll" he nodded I was a bit confused before he moved to his side of the bed going for his draw I then understood and gently kicked my panties off as he pushed his boxers off and got the condom sorted out "damn thing how is both ways wrong!" He complained "Theses only two options Thomas' "Yeah and apparently both are wrong" "Blowing on it helps" "Does it?... Ohh yeah a little bit I think it's that way." He muttered "ha! Got it how did you know something I didn't?" "How so?' "I imagine I've been putting on condoms a lot longer then you have?' "Ehh maybe, but teenage boys where always useless at it honestly I felt better doing it anyway atleast I knew it was right" "That's fair. I wonder if I was useless like that as a teenage boy?" "Maybe" 'i don't know. I don't think I was. Then again we used way more because my at that time girlfriend she had a thing with using the flavoured ones. Said she didn't like how my dick tasted" I giggled a little and gave his vock a gentle kiss "I think it's fine" I smiled "Umm well your welcome to give it a kiss anytime you want my little kitten" he cooed "Sorted?" "Yep. Sorted. So uhhh" he blushed a little "missionary? Cowgirl?... Doogy? It's up you kitten" "Missionary." I nodded "Umm okay." He smirked I laid down excitedly and he happily climbed ontop of me "you want me to stop, or slow or anything you just tell me okay?" "I will" "Promise?' 'I promise" "Okay" he smirked leaning down to kiss me I happily kissed him back gently opening my legs out he happily got snug between my legs wrapping them softly around his hips it seems odd to day but I barely felt him push inside he was so slow and gentle and the moment he got one little inch the rest just sort of slipped on in until he was hilt deep inside me, he waited a moment softly stroking my hips and stomach "fuck…. Uummmm kitty. Y/n christ you feel so fucking good" he moans pulling almost completely out and then diving hilt deep again I tightened my grip on him a little and he got faster barely stopping now between thrusts, I gently moaned everytime he pushed in as he seemed to rub so nicely on my inside every time so much I could feel his close it was making me his movements only winding me up more, his moans didn't stop either lost in his own little world. "Thomas…" "Yeah y/n?" "Faster" "Yeah? Faster? No problem kitten." He smirked getting much faster being a little mercilous on me kissing down my neck but I think part of what was to stop his moans I knew how close I was dancing at the edge of pleasure feeling it bubble every time he barely moved I tightened my legs around him often scratching his back a little between our kisses and moans I could hear his harsh breaths and the sound of the bed hitting the wall oven and over the slight squeak of bedsprings under us until I hit it grabbing him hard and trying not to scream but I'm not sure I did to well "Uuuuhhh! Uuhh ahhhhh!" I squealed feeling the waves of pleasure overwhelm me Only a few more and I felt him suddenly stop deep inside me "uughhh! Uuuuhhhhh!" He groaned rather loudly his eyes rolling back a moment before he pulled out and collapsed down next to me on the bed both of us getting our breath back after all that a little sweaty and overwhelmed "did I do okay?" "Spectacular" I giggled patting his stomach as my arm was all I was able to really move and it's the first place I reached on him "how did I do?" 'brilliantly y/n." He smiled holding my hand "ow. Oww. Ahh!" He complained "You okay?' "Yeah it was on a little tight that's all." He says tieing the condom up and throwing it in his bin "I am going for a ciggertte, you want anything?' "Could I have a glass of water?" "Of course. Back in a minute kitty' he smiled giving my lips a kiss before he climbed out of bed pulling his boxers back on and wiping his hair a little as he went off into the house I got up and slipped my bra off getting my panties back on and slipping on my cute little nightie before sitting back in bed, he returned handing me a glass of water "Thank you" I smiled taking it and having a little sip "Your welcome" he says before going to his window opening it and sitting on the windowsill rolling himself a ciggertte "Why don't you go out like normal?" I asked "Because I wanna be in here with you" he says "do you want me to go out with it?" "No it's okay" I smiled "You look cute in my bed" he says lighting his ciggertte up "I've been in your bed before?" "Yeah. Just… you look cute." "Perhaps it's a post orgasum glow" I giggled putting my water back "Might be" he chuckled "you did actually… right?" "Why?" He just shurgs "I like checking. Have a habit of… not always making girls cum' "We are complicated thing" "I know. This things a child's little four button wheel toy. That is a fucking enterprise control panel" he explained making me laugh "I like asking. I know I don't always do it and especially… the first time we ever, did it." "I did thomas. And I enjoyed it very much' I smiled blowing him a kiss he smiled and blew me s kiss too "... Sorry. Guess I kinda get a bit paranoid. My uhh my ex girlfriend used to fake it. When she wanted it to be over. Guess I kinda get a little worried" "Ohh I can't fake it I'm a terrible actress.' I laughed making him chuckle too "if I ever don't you shall be informed" "Okay. You do look amazing though" "Thank you I did my best" I giggled "it was a little hard with the bra there kinda bigger today then usual" "They look great" "Thank you Thomas. You look lovely too" I smiled as he finished his cigarette and came to bed "Thanks, I did my best tried to be colour coordinated had a fight with my hair to try and get it to do..m something that isn't this?" "Did you loose?" "I did loose" "Well" I smiled giving him a kiss "you fought bravely" "Your too sweet to me kitten" he cooed "you ready to get some sleep?' "Yeah, let's get some sleep" I smiled he turned the light off and we slowly got cosy "Goodnight y/n" "Goodnight Thomas" I smiled.

#tbs #tbs sex #tbs smutty #tbs smut #thomas #thomas sangster #thomassangster #thomas brodie sangster #thomasbrodiesangster #thomas sangster imagine #thomas brodie sangster imagine #thomas brodie sangster smut #thomas broide sangster imagine #thomas brodie sangster i #thomas sangster smut #thomas sangster x reader #thomas smut #thomas sangser imagine

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giggly-squiggily · 2 years

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Can I get a Ler Korekiyo Lee Gonta? Thank you! <3

Aww, gontaguuiji! I love these two so much! I've gotcha covered, anon! :3

Korekiyo loved waking up with Gonta.

Before, getting up in a cold bed alone at the crack of dawn felt like a chore. He could barely muster the strength to open his eyes, let alone actually getting out of his cocoon of sheets and hop in the shower.

With Gonta, getting up was hard, but in a different sense. Waking up in Gonta’s arms always left him feeling safe and comfortable, his head against the other’s chest feeling the slow steady beats of his heart. He’d run his fingers through the bigger man’s mane of hair, laughing at how Gonta would scrunch up and giggle whenever the other brushed his ears and neck. He could stare at that sleeping face for hours and be content.

Today however, dotting on his lover needed to take a back seat.

“Gonta…wake up, it’s midmorning.” Korekiyo’s soft voice whispered to the other, fighting back the urge to yawn and sleep in more himself. It was their day off, so spending time in bed wasn’t the worst option. However, he had promised to help Kirumi today with crafting a new menu for the class.

“Mmm…Gonta sleepy…five more minutes…” He snored, pulling the anthropologist closer to his chest and resting his chin on his head. “Kiyo warm…Gonta happy.”

Oh dear. Seems like he wasn’t getting out of this one easily.

Fighting back a sigh, he tried to wriggle out of Gonta’s arms, his efforts quickly stamped away by Gonta’s iron grip. Turning so he faced the other, Korekiyo considered his options. He could send the ultimate maid a text letting her know he wouldn’t make it- but this would be the third time he flaked on her, and she wouldn’t be too happy…

“Gonta…I need to go…” Korekiyo gently tapped the other, hoping it would wake the sleeping giant. No such luck. Gonta only snuggled closer, sighing contently into Kiyo’s hair. “Mm…Gonta cozy.”

Korekiyo closed his eyes. It seemed there was no other option.

“Very well. You’ve forced my hand, Gonta.” Korekiyo reached up, eyes twinkling with mischief as he ran his fingers gently against the other’s neck. Gonta immediately scrunched up with a giggle, sleepy laughs escaping his lips at the sudden tickly feeling. “Kihihihihihihiyo! Ghoohoohohnta…tihihiihihcklish!”

“Oh, are you now?” Korekiyo felt himself smiling behind his mask, eyes dancing with warmth. “How unfortunate- it seems my hand won't stop on it’s own! You’ll have to release me so I can grab it, dear.”

Gonta shook his head stubbornly, lips tweaking into a smile, even more giggles escaping when the smaller man’s hand swept upward, giving behind his ears a gentle scratch. He’d be giving in soon. “Kihihiihihiyo! Aheahhahahahhaha! Pleeaahahahahhase!”

“Please what? Please keep tickling you?” The anthropologist teased, letting his other hand join in the fun as he gently tickled his way out of Gonta’s embrace. “Well, if you insist!” He laughed to himself softly as Gonta howled with giggles, the bed shaking with his squirms as Korekiyo found new spots to tickle. His cheeks were bright pink, eyes squeezed shut with mirth as he weakly blocked his torso from the other’s hands. “Kihihihihiihihihyohohohohoho! Ahehahahhahahahahaha! Gohoohohohoohohnta wiihihiihihihll lehehehheheet gohohohohohoo!”

“Thank you. I’m glad we came to an agreement.” Korekiyo paused his tickle attack, smiling softly at the breathless man before him. Gonta huffed out a laugh, reaching up and gently running his fingers through the other’s hair. “Ahehehehahaha…K-Kiyo is toohohoohhoo fuhuhuhuhnny…” Gonta wheezed, earning a chuckle.

“Heh…I do need to go. But I’ll be back soon.” The anthropologist ducked his head, moving his mask briefly so he could gently capture the other’s lips in his own. Gonta practically melted beneath him. “Okay…take care, and tell Kirumi Gonta said hi.” Gonta smiled up at the other, watching him head out.

A morning alone. Perfect.

Time to plan his revenge on Kiyo.

I hope this was good!

#danganronpa #drv3 #korekiyo shinguji #gonta gokuhara #gontaguuiji #tickle #tickle dabble #fluff #I love these two #writing for them is so fun!

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winslctrg · 3 years

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I Love You, With A Touch Of Tragedy And Quite Madly. (Mildred Ratched x Reader)

summary: a regular day at work turns out to be not so regular

a/n: this is for @sassicaismysupreme surpriseeee i was ur secret fic writer. Not important, but this is my first fic ever so i hope it is any good!

warnings: slapping, angst!

Your relationship with Mildred was a fairytale. You were all sunshine and blue skies. Though some clouds might be there with the occasional rainy day, there were rarely thunderstorms.

Mildred only added to your sunshine. She has been like some sort of rainbow hanging above your little heart island, making it a happier place. Rainbows are rare and special, and that’s also how you looked at Mildred.

It had always been happy. You were used to it like that, and you liked it that way. No complications, no anxiety, no fears, no anger. Mildred was some sort of safe haven where you just never had any problems. That's probably why the situation affected you so much.

It was one of those blue sky, happy sunny days. You opened your eyes, closed them again against the rays that fell right through your curtains. You couldn't be annoyed for long though, because your head immediately met your sleeping girlfriend's.

Your mouth fell into a soft smile upon seeing her. She always seemed to have that effect on you, no matter where you guys were. It once even happened at a funeral, and Mildred had to give u a soft warning glare. Not that that helped though, it only made you smile more. She made you smile. At home, at work, in the grocery store, on the street, at parties, anywhere at anytime. She was quite simply everything to you.

You pressed a soft kiss on her temple “Wake up darling, we’ll be late.” You whispered, before running your hand softly through her hair. The sun made her features even more gorgeous than they usually were, accentuating her sharp cheekbones and her beautiful big lips. Your hand left her hair and ran softly from the forming frown between her eyebrows all the way down to her nose before putting it on her now blushing cheeks.

“Goodmorning sunshine.” You giggled. A soft smile spread on Mildred’s face as she finally opened her eyes. Her brown eyes looked nearly gold because of the sun. You begged. Wished to stay like this forever, but the alarm went off, pulling you both out of your trances. You grinned at her before you sat up and grabbed her wrist. She positioned herself right in your arms. You let your nose slip into her beautiful reddish-brown hair, smelling her expensive shampoo.

You never got used to moments like these. They made your heart race, and you were sure it also grew 3 times bigger. “I love you” you whispered into her hair, as if making a promise to yourself that your heart would forever beat for her. “I love you too honey.” She said before yawning. “Aww are you sleepy baby?” you teased. “Did i wear you out last night?” your said, and you winked at her. Mildred glared at you, but you could see the pink tones covering her ears and cheeks. You kissed her softly, before pulling away again but resting your forehead against hers, noses touching. “We have to get ready.” You whispered. “I know.” She replied. She put her soft hands on your cheeks, as her long slender thumbs started stroking the area right beside your nose. “I love you.” You said again, just for the sake of reassuring your promise to her. She knew, because she smiled and when you looked deep into her warm brown eyes you saw that same promise. “I love you too, lets get dressed.”

You were in the car to work, both of you working at the hospital. Mildred drove, always. You did try once, but then nearly hit a car because you were too busy staring at her. You didn’t mind not driving, it meant you could stare at her without the posibillity of killing an entire family and their dog.

As you both arrived on the parking lot, you made sure your hat was on right and straightened Mildred’s too. You glanced around, saw nobody and kissed her. It always cleared your mind, kissing her. It seemed to draw out any negative feelings and fill your head with love, much like a love potion.

You both stepped out of the car and went to your respective entrances. You gave Mildred a small smile before parting.

Work went slowly, but good. You were good friends with Huck, and he made time speed up just a little faster, plus seeing Mildred at lunch really made you optimistic again.

After lunch, Mildred called you and Huck to a treatment room. There was a girl there, around your age, and she looked frightened.

“Nurse Finnigan, nurse y/l/n, this is miss Ruth Davis. She’s here because of unexplainable feelings towards women, which is simply unacceptable, don’t you guys think?” You pushed up an eyebrow and looked at Huck, who also had a confused expression on his face. “Well?” Mildred asked, a slight tinge to her tone now. Huck cleared his throat. “Yeah uh sure, unacceptable.”

You, however shook your head. “I don’t think she should be tortured simply for liking women. I don’t see a problem with it honestly.” You said as calmly as you could. You met Hucks gaze, saw his shocked eyes but also his slight grin. You averted your gaze to meet Mildreds eyes, saw a flash of panic. Panic? No, now it was definitely anger. “Nurse y/l/n thats incredibly inappropriate. I suggest you find another job if you think that way.” She said, her voice sounded a little too forced for your liking. “I’d gladly do, but um I know you don’t have a problem with it either.” You said and moved your head to look at the girl. “She doesn’t,” you told her. “I’d know-“

Before you had the time to finish your sentence, you felt a hard burning on your cheek and you stumbled tot he ground. She had hit you. Your mind was running 800 miles per second. You stared back up at her with tears threatening to come out of your eyes.

“I should’ve known it wasn’t real, right? That this was all a big game to you. That you didn’t actually care about me.” You whispered and you tried to lean on your shakey hands. “I’m sorry for believing you didn’t actually hate me, I’m sorry you had to keep your act up for so long. I just thought-“ your voice broke mid sentence. “I thought we were happy.” You blinked. Didn’t, couldn’t look at her. You opened your mouth to speak again, but instead a sob made it’s way out. You shook your head feverently and ran past her. “Don’t come after me.” You murmered as your shoulders touched. Away. Away. Away.

You didn’t know how long you had ran for, you wondered how you had even kept on going that far. Breathing was becoming, air scraping it’s way through your lungs, making them bleed. Doesn’t matter, you told yourself. It definitley wasn’t bleeding as badly as your heart

You only ever wanted to be hers. To watch the sunset with her ever night in the summer, and sit by the ocean just because you could. To give her hugs for warmth when she had underestimated the cool sting of the autumn air. To hold her hand on walks during the snow in the winter, and buy her the perfect christmas presents. To pick her some blooming daisies and lavender and violets in the spring and make a bouqet, just for her. You wanted to make her feel wanted.

You came to a halt as you realized where you had run to. Her house. Because that was home. She was. Your face crumpled and you started sobbing. You rand to the nearest wall to steady yourself, before giving up and letting yourself slide down the wall. You let your head fall in your hands and buried your shaking fingers in your hair.

“Yes, I’m scared of you! You hit me!” you screamed out, voice breaking halfway through out of frustration, anger and love. That one was hard to admit, but you knew you were mad because you loved her. Because you had spent months making a flower garden with all of your memories, and all that you knew of her, and all of your feelings, and she had just set it on fire.

“Look y/n I’m sorry, I don’t know what to do.” She said. Her voice was soft and you tried to listen for any sign of a lie. You couldn’t find any. You whipped your head up, glaring at her with such passion that even you were scared of what you were capable of. “You should’ve thought about that before you put you whole palm on my face, don’t you think?” you snarled. You saw her chin tremble, but you couldn’t bring yourself to care. “You know, you always tell your patients not to be afraid, but i don’t think there’s anyone that’s more scared than you. I know you are, don’t even pretend you aren’t. I know you.” You paused for a second, took a shaky breath in, cursed at yourself internally. “You might not know it, but I do. 4 months don’t just go by, Mildred. Neither for you nor for me.”

You saw a tear slip out of her eye. “I’m so sorry y/n. I do know. I do care. I’m sorry.” She breathed, and you could practically hear your heart break. “I don’t know what to do, but I do care. I can’t-“ her sentence got broken up by a big intake of breath, before a loud sob escaped her mouth. “I was so scared.” She cried. Your eyebrow pushed up. You should've known she was afraid, should've known she never agreed to do the therapy, should’ve known you burnt your own flowers the minute you started talking. But you were confused, and you felt hurt and you reacted on that.

You didn't even think about her feelings, if you were going to be honest with yourself. You wanted to feel guilty, but deep down you knew you couldn’t blame yourself. She hurt you, she hit you and that wasn’t going to be forgotten in a heartbeat.

But you loved her. More than anything. And so you tried to pick up all of the broken pieces, yours and hers, and tried to glue all of it into one big love ball.

“I’m not gonna say that its okay, Mildred, because it’s not and you know that.” You started. You saw her eyes scarily looking up into yours. You took a deep breath in before continuing. “But this doesn’t mean I don’t love you anymore.” Her eyes watered again. “It doesn’t?” You shook your head. “No it doesn’t, but you try doing that again and I won’t give you another chance.” Mildred shook her head violently. “Alright, come on, we’ll go home.”

That night before you guys went to bed, you approached her.

“Mildred,” you said as she was going to the bathroom. She turned around, her beautiful curls falling just right over her shoulders. “Yeah?” she said. You smiled. “I love you.” She hid a small blush while turning back around. “I love you too darling.” She replied. You smiled to yourself. Though this was too big of an issue to just blow over, you knew you and Mildred would work through it. Because you loved her, even if it was tragedy sometimes.

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expect the unexpected | 18

You sat on the toilet (with the lid closed) waiting for the results.

Can this really be happening?

You just got back from the store and are now in your parent’s house. You told your parent’s that you were just going to get medicine, which you did, but you really went for one other thing.

*Dit. Dit. Dit.*

The three minutes were up and you were nervous to check.

What if…

No it’s not likely.

Who are you kidding? You took a deep breath, grabbing the pregnancy test from the sink next to you.

Two lines.

“Oh boy..”

The following evening…

“I already finished all of my homework,” Minseok says, jumping onto Jin’s bed.

“Me too!” Soojin says, following her brother.

“Me too me too!” Haneul says, climbing up the bed.

“You don’t go to school,” Soojin tells him, pushing him off of the bed.

“Soojin don’t push him,” Minseok says, hopping down to help Haneul up the bed. “That’s mean.”

Jin sighs as he walks out of the bathroom that you two have in your room, seeing all three kids hopping on the bed.

“Hey, what are you three doing in here? I thought I already tucked you all in bed?” he says, wearing a bathrobe and rubbing a towel on his head as he just got out of the shower.

“We wanted to hangout with you,” Minseok says, sitting down and pulling Soojin with him.

“You have school tomorrow morning and daddy’s tired,” Jin says, walking over to his closet to change into some pajamas. It was a long day. Again, the kids spent their time with Jin in his office after school. Haneul and his siblings had fun running around and Jin was having a hard time focusing. He was glad that he was able to do some work as Haneul was finally not crying and clinging onto him, but that was just replaced with three loud kids running around.

“Can we stay with you here until we fall asleep then,” Soojin asks with her puppy eyes, looking up at her dad when he walks to his bed, now in his pajamas. Soojin knows her dad can’t say no to her puppy eyes. He sighs.

“Fine, only for tonight,” Jin says, climbing onto his bed. “Scoot over,” he says to Haneul, who crawls to the other side of the bed.

“Your hair is still wet daddy, you need to dry it or you’ll get sick,” Minseok says, pointing to Jin’s head. You told them that every time you’d dry their hair after their nightly showers. You’d be glad to know that your words stick to them.

“It’s dry enough, I’ll be okay,” Jin says, laying his head onto his pillow, facing the kids. “Now come on, lay down so you can fall asleep and I can carry you to your bed when you do,” Jin says, smiling at them with that ‘please just cooperate I’m tired’ smile.

Meanwhile...

You laid in bed, just thinking.

*Flashback to the day you left for Jeju*

“Uhh..vitamins,” you say to yourself, grabbing the vitamins. “What else? Oh yeah!” You say, reaching out for your case of birth control pills. It was placed right next to Jin’s allergy medication. “Shoot, I ran out.” You shake your head, holding the empty case. “We’ll just get more later.”

>>fast forward to that evening after all the unexpected turn of events>>

“A long night in bed sounds great after today’s ‘festivities’,” you tell Jin. Your first night away from the kids, it was a stressful day…

“If that’s what you want,” Jin says with a small laugh, leaning in to give you a kiss. “I’m up for whatever you want to do.”

“I think it’s the only way we should be spending our first night away from the kids.”

You didn’t need to say the word for Jin to know exactly what you meant.

You and Jin cleaned up after finishing all of your food. You two were cuddled up on the couch when you called Jin’s mom to facetime the kids to say your good nights and sweet dreams.

“Alright my babies, good night~” You tell the kids, waving at the camera.

“Aww I wanna talk still,” Soojin pouts, grabbing the phone out of her brother’s hold.

“It’s mommy and I’s anniversary,” Jin tells her. “We still have to go celebrate.”

“But it’s time for bed!” Minseok says, peeking in from the side. “How are you going to celebrate?” You turn your head to look at Jin, wondering what he was going to say.

“Mommy and I are going to watch Netflix. We need to relax,” Jin says. “So bye, love you.” Jin waves and waits for the kids to say it back before hanging up.

“Love you,” Minseok says, nudging his sister to say it back. She sighs, clearly upset that you two are going to hang up soon.

“Love you too..”

Haneul was already knocked out according to grandma and grandpa.

Jin and you send them a kiss before hanging up and Jin sighs, throwing his phone on the couch.

“Let’s go,” he says, pushing you off of him just so he can stand up and stretch. You were about to get up when he suddenly picks you up and throws you over his shoulder, walking to the bedroom.

And I shouldn’t have to tell you what happens after that.

*end of flashback*

“I guess this is a late ten year anniversary present for both me and Jin,” you say, rubbing your belly. You couldn’t believe it. Another one. You and Jin have always planned for a big family. Three to be exact. But maybe four is what’s meant to be for you two.

It was definitely a surprise. Definitely unexpected. And definitely unplanned.

But were you happy? Excited even?

Heck yeah.

*ring ring*

“Hello?” You say, leaning over to turn your lamp on. Jin suddenly called you on Facetime.

“Mommy!” Soojin says in a loud whisper.

“Soojin? It’s so late, why are you calling me? Is everything okay? Where’s daddy?” You say, rubbing your eyes. You had just fallen asleep not too long ago.

“He’s here,” Soojin says, flipping the camera and showing you Jin’s sleeping face. His mouth was wide open and you could see drool on the side of his lip. He was only like that when he’s really tired. It must’ve been a long day for him.

“We wanted to hang out with him tonight,” Minseok says, popping his head into the camera in front of Jin’s face. “But daddy was too tired and said we can stay here until we fall asleep and he’ll take us to our room, but he fell asleep first.”

“Oh poor daddy, you three weren’t too much on him today, were you?”

Soojin flips the camera back to herself. She shrugs.

“Well let daddy get his sleep. You three could stay there. Wait, where’s Haneul anyways?” You ask, only seeing your two oldest on the screen. Soojin moves the phone to the side to show Haneul sleeping on the edge of the bed.

“Oh my gosh, Minseok, move your brother to the middle. He moves a lot in his sleep, he’s going to fall,” you say quickly. Minseok gets up and carries his brother, putting him next to Jin.

“I’ll sleep on the edge mommy,” Minseok says. “So don’t worry.”

“Thank you baby. It’s already getting late and you two still have school tomorrow. Make sure you sleep soon okay?”

“We will,” Minseok says.

“But I’m not sleepy yet,” Soojin whispers to him.

“Well if you lay down and close your eyes you’ll get sleepy,” her older brother says. You laugh upon hearing their conversation.

“Alright you two, go to sleep. Mommy’s sleepy too.”

“Wait mommy,” Soojin says.

“Yes sweetheart?”

“Why didn’t you answer our call yesterday? We missed you,” Soojin says, pouting.

“I was asleep sweetheart, I’m sorry. I had a… very surprising day yesterday. Mommy got some news that she had to process and she ended up falling asleep,” you tell her.

“You and daddy like to nap a lot,” Soojin says, half smiling. You laugh at her comment.

“Well a lot of things happen that make us tired,” you tell them. “Speaking of being tired. Let’s sleep now okay? We can talk again tomorrow.”

“Okay, night night mommy! We love you~” Soojin whispers, pressing her nose to the screen. Minseok waves from the side, sending you a flying kiss.

“I love you too.”

♡ ♡ ♡ ♡ ♡ ♡ ♡

expect the unexpected

♡ part eighteen: oh boy ♡

pairings: ceo, dad!jin x interior designer, mom!reader

a/n: a short update to explain the previous one aha... it literally took me three different times to make this i- but yes, most of you guessed it from the last update (well it was pretty obvious~) but only a couple of you were suspicious of it before! told you to expect the unexpected ;) also i know i haven’t answered some asks! some of you have asked things that will be explained in further updates 👀👀 if i answer it’ll just spoil everything ahead ahhhhhh so i will answer them later on~ but omg, it’s already part 18??? did i count wrong?? lol there should only be 10 parts left since i always do 28 parts (for some odd reason). there’s literally so much to unpack after this larfhkjreh

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