#shush nono shush

[noroalia]

does anyone have that man horse picture

#please i need it #shush nono shush

[suguruplsr]

comforting suguru in the shower after he’s having a hard time to trying to keep his priorities straight and you convince him to retire and move in with him smut & fluff? PLEASE 😞

Just tell me when it hurts

✰ ✰ ✰ your boyfriend hasn’t been at his best lately..

જ⁀➴ i love suguru and i totally kinda forgot the move in part <3 but i made up for it !

,, depressed?suguru x fem!reader , they’re in their early 20’s , fluff , angst w/ comfort , smut , unprotected , shower sex , wall fucking , nipple play , finger sucking , cum eating ? , creampie , breeding ? , dirty talk , pet names ( baby , pretty girl , sweet girl ) , mentions of them becoming parents <3 , idk

your eyes flicker to the cracked door of your shared bathroom. suguru’s been in there for over 20 minutes, and it worries you. you know he’s not dead or anything like that, considering he called out to you when you came home from your latest mission. but he’s been like this a lot lately, long showers, sleepless nights, late mornings. he even stopped his important weekly hair care routine on sundays, and his skincare routine. he also stopped making that smoothie for you two that apparently increases several factors of your health. at least that’s what the old lady at walmart said. he even stopped going out in your evening walks. and he loves those.

yet, you know this isn’t because of a sudden dislike for the activities. far from that. it’s exhaustion. you have half a mind of what he’s exhausted of, but you need him to talk. to just say why. getting up, you throw your phone on the bed and strip yourself before reaching the bathroom door, slipping in and seeing suguru through the fogged glass. he’s just standing under the water, body soaked, eyes closed, and brows furrowed. you’ve caught him like this a few times, unresponsive and stuck in whatever thoughts cloud his mind. he doesn’t even react when you slide open the door.

“suguru?” you hum, hands finding his waist and slowly wrapping around him when he spreads his arms for you. “i hope i didn’t worry you..” suguru’s voice is tired, breaking in a way that makes you hug him tighter, immediately shushing him with sweet ‘nono’s and kissing up his spine. “of course not. how have you been lately suguru?” you know exactly what to say, your concern coax’s him into nearly breaking down. you didn’t ask if he was okay, or if he’s feeling good, even if he’s clearly not. but you ask generally, and it’s a question that has him opening his eyes to adore the way your manicured nails run along his chest comfortingly.

“am i obvious?” suguru attempts to laugh, yet it’s croaky and brittle. “more than obvious.” he can feel the smile of your lips into his back, and it calms his mind way more than the hot water, which he can feel gradually turning cold. “could you ever hate me..?” he finds himself speaking the one thought that circles his mind. he just needs to know. he’s not sure why though, maybe because he knows he’ll say something that would make you hate him? or because he can feel his mindset and morals wavering on a plane that he’d hate for you to see him fall off of.

“depends. i don’t like it when you don’t tell me things though..” your voice gets quieter with each word, as if scared of bringing up the biggest complication in your relationship. but suguru hears it loud and clear, and it’s enough to make his shoulders drop in relaxation. if he were to do one of the inhumane thoughts that corrupt his thoughts, then at least he’d have some who understands right? “i’m tired of this.. of protecting non sorcerers..” suguru’s heart waits heavily at your silence, his trembling hands going up to yours, fingers interlocking together.

you know there’s more, and you know suguru isn’t as confident in his words compared to his usual straightforwardness. “keep going.. at your own pace. i’m listening.” your voice sounds like honey, another kiss being placed on his back and suguru’s falling in love again. you don’t sound distant or disturbed. bothered or perturbed. you’re listening, and you’re understanding. and him being aware of that makes him realize that he just needed someone to listen. “i just keep thinking, is this what our purpose is? as sorcerers. to protect those who create and cause these mishaps.. and humans, they’re just so..”

you’re leaving another peck when the tone of his voice shakes with an emotion of disgust. but you don’t do it out of your worry, more so encouragement. you’d rather hear it all in its ugliness than him changing his words for your sake. “they’re so.. sick. i can’t blame them for being ignorant of our troubles. but why should we protect them blindly? people who harm each other because of their stupid self righteousness..” suguru’s bitter, hands aching to clench together into a fist. he’s reminded of the incident at the village a few years ago, of course, nanako and mimiko are safe but sometimes he wishes he had burnt the village down, rightfully so. but he didn’t, and he doesn’t clench his fist. he wouldn’t be able to live with himself if he had ever traumatized the two girls that live with his parents currently or accidentally hurt the warm hands in his hold.

you feel ashamed. noticing the drastic change in his beliefs as a sorcerer compared to when you first started dating him. how could you let him fall this much? “so what do you want to do..?” you finally ask. the sounds of the shower head and the warm water hitting your body brings you out of your thoughts, the silence feels unbearable, but for suguru, you can wait. you unravel your hands from his, letting them explore his chest in a manner that soothes him, laying your head on his back in content. your hands feel like they’re touching him for the first time, smoothing over his wet skin and finding new scars that you’ll make sure to adore later in bed.

“i don’t wish for curses to be eradicated anymore, instead.. i think non sorcerers..” suguru trails off. he spoke without even thinking. yet those words were the only thought kept appearing in his head each time he searched for an answer. and it makes him understand the gravity of them when you let out a sigh. “but we can’t do that..” how could you still speak to him with such an obvious tone of love laced in your voice? after he practically admitted to wanting over half of the human population to die.

“i.. i know i just. i just can’t deal with this loop of life. what if in the end, protecting those.. those people, end up with us sorcerers dying? for people like them?” suguru’s frustrated, and he feels like he’d tip over the edge without you, without the reassuring squeeze you give one of his hands, without the way you gently gesture for him to turn around the second he sees you in all of your beauty, you kiss him. you kiss him despite all of the trials in his head he’s confessed to, kissing him even if he’s all sick and twisted, at least suguru thinks.

“y/n—“ “quit.” you murmur against his lips, hands cupping his face, staring up at him with a look that makes his entire world light up. suguru feels conflicted, he can’t sit by and watch as the jujustu world falls because of non sorcerers inability to control themselves.. but another part of him screams to say yes. he needs it, not just a break, but to leave completely. he knows he's unhealthy, his mind all mushed hatred that makes him blind towards the effect it has on himself. on you. and his heart is breaking, he doesn’t even need to ask if you’d retire with him because he knows you’ll say yes with no hesitation.

“that’s a big change..” suguru’s eyes drop to meet yours, and you can see every single emotion welled in those pretty eyes of his. every single emotion that weighed heavy on his heart. which is something you’re always willing to carry for him. “it’s a change you and me both know you need. just think about it..” and he is, the two of you have so much time left in life, about to be reaching your mid-twenties, so much youth left. maybe you two could build a shop? go out of the country? own thousands of pets? maybe have a family?

suguru pulls you in for another kiss when he recognizes his answer. because his answer is you. nothing will ever beat having you in his life. everything he could possibly do living a regular life, has to be with you. “you’ll leave with me right?” “you don’t even have to ask..” both of you are fighting for another kiss after your words and suguru’s careful to not drop you as he holds your waist up to the slippery wall. “love you so much baby..” your wrap your arms around him as he’s mumbling into your neck with kisses that even have your heart smiling, if it could.

“and i love you more..care about you so much..” your giggle is like a melody to his ears, but suguru’s not that corny to ever admit that. your hand runs through his hair as he brings a hand up to one of your perked nipples. he’s twisting the little nub with a small smile as he hears the little gasp that escapes you, your legs wrapping around him even tighter to pull him closer when he kisses your neglected one. “yea? gonna let me show you how much i appreciate that pretty girl?” suguru’s latching his mouth onto your wet breast at the sound of your ‘mhm!’.

you’re just so cute, only able to dig your nails into his shoulder in fear of you two slipping as he stimulates your nipples, his tongue swirling around the nub like magic. “sugu c’mon.. wanna feel you in me..” you never fail to amaze him with how quickly your mind switches the second you two get even a little bit heated. you were just convincing your boyfriend that mass murder wasn’t right, and now here you are, convincing him to stuff you up.

“so greedy. but s’okay, whatever you want.” suguru doesn’t bother to hide his enjoyment, already moving to hold you up with one hand while he shuffles, trying to align himself with your hole. he’s a bit worried, he always preps you before actually penetrating you and he doubts the water droplets hitting your skin is enough to help you take him. “hold on baby, don’t let go, okay?” you nod eagerly at his words, biting your lip when the head of his cock tries to bully through your entrance. he rubs his tip along your folds, sucking in a breath when he feels your slick begin to slowly coat him, pussy starting to pull him in.

“suguru..” you’re hiccuping when he slides in, his cock head finally pushes through into your gummy walls. suguru never fails to see heaven for a split second every time he's in your pussy raw. “that’s it, you can do it.” suguru’s guiding you down on his cock until you’re slumped in his neck, whimpering in his ear as he handles you with ease. “sugu, you’re so deep n’ it feels so gooood~” you’re choking when he suddenly starts fucking up into you. good deep thrusts that would’ve reached your cervix if he wasn’t holding you still against the wall.

“fuuuuck. fuckin’ love you a-and this pussy.” suguru can already feel his dick throbbing, aching with the need to spray your walls each time you clench around him. he might throw away his box of condoms if raw sex with you was always like this. both of you enter a messy kiss, the loud smacks of your skins meeting probably weren’t hidden within the loud sounds of the water. if anything, the water made it seem even more lewd, flesh slipping and mashing together each time his hips bucked up into you. like some porno.

“l-love you! i love you suguuu! m’gonna cum, cum with me suguru~ fill me up. please?” you’re moaning in his mouth, nails scratching his back and pleading with such an adorable expression. lashes wet with water and tears, lipstick messy, and your hair all wet. he thinks he can already hear your later complaints of trying to deal with your wet hair. suguru’s never came inside you before, always having a good pull out game or sticking with those annoying condoms. but the way you’re holding onto him like you never want him to let go has him holding your waist tighter, head tilted back as he fucks you.

he’s sharper, thick cock dragging in your walls so fucking filthly. “cum on this cock sweet girl, gonna keep this pussy stuffed everyday. want me keep it full of cum yea? gonna make you a mommy. a cute housewife.” suguru nearly wishes he was lying but the idea of having some boring office job and being able to come home to you every night has his mind going places. or helping you with dinner if you two had kids, tucking them in at night, seeing them off to the bus stop, all that cute mundane shit suguru thought he’d never experience.

his words make you squeeze on him, your orgasm washing over you as he keeps pumping his dick into you. “do it sugu. wanna be a mommy~” you’re whining in his ear, trying not to cry from how overstimulated you’re getting, then suguru kisses you roughly, your mouth hiding his moans as he’s spilling a thick load of cum into your cunny. you two stay like that until you tap his shoulder, weakly stating that he had to let you down and that the water bill is probably high as fuck after today. but he cheekily smiles, swiping up the leaking cream from your pussy and sticking his thumb in your mouth. “needa keep your pussy full right?” he’s so smug, low eyes squinting in amusement when you suck it off obediently.

suguru carefully picks you up off the wall, holding you while he turns off the shower and gets towels for the both of you. he sits you on the bed before reluctantly pulling out, cleaning you two up and then wrapping a big warm towel around you. he gets comfortable in his own towel before sitting beside you, kissing your cheek with a small smile, “thank you.” your eyes twinkle at his words, laying your head on his shoulder, “i’m always here suguru..” you say softly, humming when he gives another kiss on your forehead. “i know, and im grateful for that..”

you two spent nearly an hour cuddled up in your towels before finally deciding to change into some clothes. currently, you’re ordering takeout, walking inside your shared room and seeing suguru who was writing, which you presumed to be letters. “baby it’s not like we’re ghosting them. you can still say goodbye to everyone after our meeting with the higher ups.” you chuckle, walking over to his desk and tilting his head towards you. suguru was wearing his pair of pink glasses, a color you suggested as a joke but he still got. and standing above him makes you want to see him from this angle often. he’s so cute.

“i know.. but y’know how satoru will get..” suguru sighs, and you look over, smiling at the sight of three whole papers filled with words dedicated to his said best friend, along with one unfinished one. “i doubt even five letters is enough for him. also your mom texted me.” “really? does she need something?” suguru’s concern immediately melts when he sees the ever growing grin on your face, “nope. but apparently nanako and mimiko miss their parents.” suguru frowns, confused, “but they know their parents are—“ you’re holding his cheeks with a pout, huffing, “suguru they meant us! like me and you.” you give an exasperated sigh, kissing his lips as he pulls you into his lap.

“so you want to visit them soon? we can leave after tomorrow.” suguru’s adorable, lips curled into a loving smile as he snuggles into your neck. “we can do that. but i was thinking that after we settle down, into a bigger house.. we could completely adopt them. plus im sure your parents want to finally experience some alone time..” your nervous eyes don't reach him. you knew he loved the girls as much as you did but what if what he was in the shower was just something in the moment? but you can’t care to ponder on your uncertainty anymore when he kisses you deeply. your lips mesh perfectly like puzzle pieces, your breath taken away as you enjoy the shared moment before he finally pulls away.

“i’d love that so much, and i love you.. so much.”

#jjk x fem!reader #jjk x reader #jujutsu kaisen #jjk #jujustu kaisen x reader #geto suguru #jjk geto #jjk smut #geto suguru x you #geto x reader #geto fluff #jujutsu geto #getou suguru smut #getou suguru x reader #geto smut #geto x y/n #geto x black reader #geto x you #jjk suguru #sugurugeto #jujutsu kaisen suguru #jjk x you #jjk x y/n #jjk fluff #jujustsu kaisen x reader #jujustu kaisen #jujustsu kaisen smut #jujutsu kaisen smut #getou suguru x you #getou suguru x y/n

[pettydollie]

Dad Bakugo x mom reader - I need more children in my life 😭✋🏾

def calls his kid "squirt" and "buddy"

in mY universe, he has a boy and a girl bc he needs the best of both worlds

CALLS YOU "MA" GOODNIGHT

we all know he wakes up really early, earlier than you even, so he's the one to check on the babies/kids every morning to see if they're ok :)

definitely keeps schedules of you and your kids days like exams, report cards, if they're going to a friend's house, etc

yk how most kids tend to be like "ewwww" whenever their parents kiss?? not ur kids nono. first of all, your son is the quieter one. not that he's not talkative, he just has a little bit of a hard time expressing himself. anyhow, his sister is very loud. but either way, they both think its sweet. your daughter even said something like "i hope my husband kisses me like that" once (when she was an older kid tho lol)

your son goes to talk to you a lot. he adores you so so much. but one day when he wanted to hang out with you, you weren't home. you were busy running errands while katsuki was at home watching tv. your son started crying and katsuki was like wtf?? eventually, your son grew accustomed to speaking to katsuki. as he got older, he actually talked to him more than you.

teaches your son how to be a man :,) katsuki knew he was bitchy in his younger years and he didn't want either of his kids to be like him. he taught them both manners and how to properly have a conversation.

little pitter patter of their feet ran into your guys' shared bedroom on christmas morning and began jumping your bed. katsuki groaned and rubbed his eyes aggressively. "it's christmas, mommy!" your little boy shouted. "wake up daddy!!" your daughter shouted in his ear. "alright alright you rugrats"

at your daughter's kindergarten graduation (idk if everyone had this but i did lmao), katsuki was tearing up and although he tried to hide it, he had to remain the strong one while comforting you while you bawled your eyes out.

p.s your daughter is the oldest

when she brought home her first boyfriend... ooo chile

i see a lot of people writing how katsuki would act up but tbh in his older years, i think he'd be a lot more mature. he'd greet the dude politely and treat him like he would any of her friends

btw lemme just say: your daughter is a mommy AND daddy's girl. she loves u both insanely

honestly while eating dinner with the boyfriend or something, katsuki would be very blunt and not pay too much mind to him LMAOO he'd be like "'tis is great, doll" as if you don't cook dinner every week and it's only when your daughter brings up how he wants to work at katsuki's angency, where he perks up

"oh shit, no kiddin'?" and you smack his arm lightly.

well this changes everything! he practically gave the kid his blessing. "welcome to the family son"

your son doesn't really care about them together, he just doesn't wanna see his big sis get hurt. lets say that your son is 15 and your daughter is 17. "so, bf/n. have you fucked her?"

you almost spit out your drink like a cartoon. your daughter is shook, katsuki's rage from UA is all coming back to him, and the boyf is scared for his life

you, katsuki, and your daughter have a little talk after dinner

"use condoms" kats stated. "i- WH- nono you can have sex next year." you corrected but ur daughter is like huh?? "wha why next year?" you scoff. "because you'll be a legal adult thats why." "no offense, momma, but that's really dumb. when did you and dad start having sex?" she folded her arms. katsuki shrugged. "like i said, use condoms."

you and your daughter gossip like crazy alr?? ur like the gilmore girls except you're married and didn't get pregnant at 16 (almost)

and this is nothing new to katsuki, he's heard u guys gossip trillions of times. but when he found out you guys talked abouy HIM TOO??

he busts into the room. your daughter squeals and runs behind you. "hi honeyy-" he shushes you, "you guys talkin' shit 'bout me?" "nope" you guys say in unison. "there's this other guy, uh.."

#gonna probably make this a separate thingy where its like one part is when the kids were little and one where they're older #just so its more organized bc this was all over the place #katsuki fluff #katsuki #bakugo #bakugo x reader #dad bakugo #dad bakugou #mom reader #fem reader #mha #mha x reader #𝓴𝓪𝓽𝓼𝓾𝓴𝓲 𝓫𝓪𝓴𝓾𝓰𝓸𝓾

[sugume]

STOLEN TOUCHES — NANAMI KENTO

✧･ﾟ You were just trying to get a better angle.  

( TW ) f!reader, stepdad!Nanami, highly suggestive, teasing, touched starved Nanami, age gap (reader is 26, Nanami is in his 40's).

note. this was just sitting in my drafts omg I forgot to post 😭 this is for the anon that requested!! sorry you had to wait so long i swear I thought it was queued!

Nanami steps into the dark foyer of his home, taking off his work shoes. He winces from the pain; he’s been running around like a headless chicken in the office. He was supposed to get off hours ago. Nanami shrugs his suit jacket off and hangs it on the small rack before turning the corner. A small part of him had wished you would’ve been up, watching TV in the living room, but as he walked further into the house you were nowhere to be seen. He sighs in disappointment before making his way upstairs.  

Your mother isn’t waiting for him, obviously. She’s probably out with another one of her many men. God, he shouldn't have folded under pressure when she had asked him to open the 'monogamous’ relationship they had. His shoulders slump at the neatly made king-sized bed that sits in the corner of his room. He walks to his closet to grab a pair of satin pajamas you had bought him before making his way to the bathroom. He sets his clothes on the counter before stripping down to his boxers and walking over to the tub. He leans down to turn the water to the perfect temperature. 

“Kenny!” You squeal wrapping your arms around his naked waist from behind. He jumps in surprise before grunting in pain. 

“Kenny? What’s wrong? Did I hurt you?” You ask, pulling away. Kento turns quickly despite the pain and grabs your arms. 

“Sweetheart! Nono, you didn’t hurt me. Why are you up?” He questions and you smile sweetly at him. 

“Kenny don’t lie! And I'm up because I’m currently an unemployed twenty-six-year-old who had to move back home. Now,” You clap, stepping in-between his legs. “Tell me why you winced like I stabbed you and don’t lie.” 

Nanami stuck in a breath and your close proximity. 

“Jus’ had a long day at work that’s all. Stupid cramped muscles don't worry about it, sweetheart.” He answers in one long breath before inhaling your sweet smell. Was that too obvious? 

“Well, I can give you a massage if you want, ‘cus my mom isn’t to give you one.” You spit on the last part before staring back up at your Stepdad.  

“You don’t have—” 

“Shush, I want to! C’mon, let's go to bed when you can get comfortable. We gotta hurry ‘fore your bath overfills.” You pull Kento's arm, dragging his heavy body up and out of the master bathroom.  

"Sit—scoot a little further—no your back to the pillow silly!” You laugh. 

“Aren’t you giving me a massage sweetheart?” Kento frowns, confused but complies anyways.  

“Yep!” You lift a leg to the bed and blink your thick lashes at him before lifting the other and crawling onto his lap. 

“Sweetheart—” Kento blushes, hands going to your hips to push you off but also to hold you there. 

“Calm down Kenny! This is just a massage; I've read you can get the shoulders better this way,” You lie, putting your hand onto your stepdad's neck and squeezing. “Just shut your eyes and relax.” You whisper dragging your hands down Kento's’ arms. You squeeze your way back up before gliding your palms to his peaks and resting them on his hard nipples. He grunts when you dig your thumbs and knuckles into his chest, throwing his head back onto his headboard. His grip on your hips tightens and he swears he feels you sit on his lap. 

“Feels good?” You mummer watching your stepdad's Adam apple move. You can’t help but bring your hands up and caresses it. Nanami groans.  

“Mhm.” 

“Sit up so I can get your back, Kenny.” You push on the back of his neck. You smile when his face falls into your chest. Before he has a chance to move you hold the back of his neck with one hand, the other squeezing at his shoulder blade. 

Nanami can feel his cheeks heat in arousal. He hasn’t been touched like this in so long maybe he’s just imagining the tension between you two. He doesn’t have the balls to act on this anyway, he doesn’t want to scare you off.  

“Sorry, gotta get comfortable.” You whisper in his ear as you grind down. You bite the inside of your cheeks when you feel his hard cock graze your pussy. Nanami holds in a groan. Fuck if you keep doing that, he's going to cum in his underwear. 

“Sweetheart,” 

“Hm?” You dig your knuckle onto tense knots in his back. 

“Oh, fuck sweetheart, just like that.”  

“Doin’ good Kenny?”  

“Yes, b-but,” He breathes heavily on your breast. “But my bath waters gonna overfill.” He looks up at you. You move your hand to cup his neck. 

“Oh, well how about we continue this in the tub?” You smile down at Kento. His eyes widen, mouth agape. 

“What!?” 

“Kidding! Gosh, look at your face! I’m gonna go watch some TV, goodnight. Have fun in your bath.” You crawl off his lap, giving him a good view of your ass in the short shorts you were wearing. You look back and smile innocently.  

What you really meant to say was you were going to masturbate about what just happened. Don’t worry, Kento was going to too. 

#𐙚 ࣪ ˖ sugume writes #jujutsu nanami #nanami smut #kento nanami #jjk nanami #nanami kento #nanami x reader #nanami x y/n #nanami x you #nanami scenarios #jjk smut #jjk x y/n #jjk #jjk x reader #jjk x you #gojo x reader #gojo smut #geto x reader #geto smut #choso x reader #choso smut #toji x reader #Toji smut

[heartsfourdazai]

Hi, can you do Dazai, Chuuya, Kunikida and Sigma with a reader who has bad dyscalculia? Thanks and I like your writing

"it's okay, i'll help you learn."

warnings: lowercase writing, mostly fluff

guys, i figured out how to do the gradient textttt!! and i love it so much!!! request are open, feel free to request more!!!

@justcallmesakira @atlasnessie @riiwrites @silverbladexyz

dazai, chuuya, kunikida, and sigma with a dyscalculia gn reader

dazai

"can you solve this?" he asked, pointing the tip of the pencil at the multiplication question. the two of you were seated at a small table with a light shining below you. "uh.." you stared at the question, attempting to figure it out in your head. "it's okay to use your fingers." he reassured you, in hopes of calming you down.

"is it...23?"

he gave you a sad smile, rubbing your back as he spoke; "you're close, but just a little far...you forgot to-"

you whined, slamming your head onto the table into your arms as you sob softly. "oh, nonono; baby.." dazai cooed, tugging you close to give you a side hug, hushing you quietly as you continued to sob.

"whuhy is this so hahard!"

he rocks your body back and forth in his arms; "i know it's hard, but we're learning it so it won't be hard!"

"but-but i've behen getting all the questions wrong!! i fehel so stupihid!"

his heart shattered; "nono, 'donna, your not stupid..it's okay to not understand right away; that's why we learn!!" he kisses your temple in hopes of shushing you.

"but-"

"ahah!' he placed a finger in your lip, "you are so much more smarter then you know, you just have trouble understanding it then other people, and that's okay! look; we'll take a small break for now, m'kay?"

he closes the math textbook and shuffles you closer to him and kiss you on the lips; "i love you so much, don't be so stressed about this! besides, i hate math too, such a silly thing to learn. say, when are you ever going to need to know 16x34 in a hostile situation, hm?"

kunikida

"how does THAT make any sense!!" you yelled out of frustration as you swung your arms in the air and crossed them, looking away from the stupid math sheet you've been assigned as homework.

"i'm trying to show you, so you can understand WHY it doesn't make sense.."

maybe asking your boyfriend, who used to be a damn math teacher himself in the past, for help wasn't such the smartest idea.

"now, if we take the 2 and multiply it with the-"

"wait; i thought we were subbing?"

he rubbed the bridge of his nose and side loudly, to which you decided it was best to shut your mouth.

you've been stuck on the same question for the past 10 minutes, and nothing still made sense to you.

"there, did that make any sense at all?" he asked, looking back at you.

you...shrugged, not fully understanding what he had said.

he sighed, again, "y/n; i know you're a smart person you just need to try harder.."

"oh, so you think I'm stupid?"

he blinked, udderly confused..."what, no, of course not- why-"

he stopped talking as soon as he heard you sniffle...

"ih'm sorry...ihi'm just tired of this.."

he understands and just simply closes the book and took your hands into his and smiles; "then we take a break, do you want to order take out? i'm sure we can take a mini break before getting back to work, besides.." he kisses you on the lips, "maybe the break will be just what you needed."

chuuya

"when the fuck did they add letters into math??" he would whisper to himself the second he read your paper. you had asked him for some help, but he always seemed to find a way to not.

it's not that he doesn't want to, it's just he was never the best at math.

"uh, okay, first let's...break down...the formula. it says we need to to find the x, pfft, just take a look at shifty dazai's tinder profile, uh, okay seems pretty simple."

you sat silently in your chair as you listened to chuuya read the question out loud; "do you know the formula of a triangle? pretty sure that's what they want?"

you looked at him, biting your nails gently as you shook your head no.

"oh. okay, well that's alright, let's just search it up online!"

and so he did.

"oh shit, i almost forgot about dinner!" he suddenly panics and drops his phone in your hands..."here, you keep at it and I'll be right back!"

he kissed your temple and ran out of your room...leaving you in a shocked and confused state.

about 25 minutes later, chuuya returns from the kitchen. "okay, i'm back. have you-"

he stopped dead in his tracks to see you on the floor of your bedroom, sobbing into your knees as your math papers surrounded you.

"oh, sweetheart.." he crouched down to your body as you sniffled out cries:

"ihi give uhup! ihit's too stuhupid! I'M stuhupid!"

he shakes his head, rubbing your back as he engulfed you in a hug. "you're not stupid, hell far from it! i know this can e tough to learn, i had trouble understanding math as well. but look at me now, i'm still here and doing what i do best without having any idea how to do long division at the top of my head.."

sigma

"ugh, i give up!" you threw the papers to the side of your desk as you closed your textbook shut; your hands grabbing your hair as you glared aimlessly at the wood of your desk.

your boyfriend, sigma, over heard your sudden outburst and closed his book, his eyes focused on you. "sugarplum, are you alright?" he would ask and you sighed, rubbing your eyes as you nod; "yeah. yeah. i'm peachy!" you stood from your seat and made your way to your shared bathroom.

sigma stayed quiet, not wanting to upset you more then you already seem to be. which he still wants to know the reason for.

minutes later, you returned from the restroom.

your eyes were puffy and red as you sat on the bed, close to sigma.

he looks up from his line of view to look at you. you didn't look at him as you fell toward the sheets of the bed, and let out a loud sigh.

"stressful day?"

he asked you and you hummed in response, slowly leaning in closer to you.

he saw your movements and held you closer to him, pulling you into your laps.

"i wish math could solve it's own problems..."

he laughed softly and kissed your head.

"how about, you take a break? you seem really stressed out, and i don't like to see you like this.."

you smiled up at him and nod, "i'd like that..."

#bsd #bungo stray dogs #bungou stray dogs #bsd x reader #bungo stray dogs x reader #bsd x y/n #bsd dazai #dazai x reader #osamu dazai #bsd chuuya #chuuya x reader #chuuya nakahara #bsd kunikida #kunikida doppo #kunikida x reader #bsd sigma #sigma #sigma x reader #bsd fluff #x reader #x reader fluff #anime x reader #my writing #๋࣭ ⭑ rue writes 🖋

[josibunn]

hihihihi im not sure if ur requests are open but i was wondering how euro would react if fem!reader used the safe word while they were fucking? like if he was being too mean or was going too hard on her?

feel free to ignore this !! love ur writing 🩷

ohhh baby he’d be the sweetest soul, you wouldn’t even know where your boyfriend went.

tl: @vanlisbon @sugarinte @culkineater @monkeyfart @444rockstargf @bambi-horror @u1trear0tic @auggiethecreator @bluemercy2 @lankysimp (pls if these are one of your blogs lmk so I can fix em for y☹️)

your heads buried in a pillow, back arched to the max while your boyfriend pounds into you from behind, not letting up his brutal, unforgiving page. he came home angry from some small gig, and while you already knew what was coming to second he stormed in, it still scared you.

you’re whimpering and crying, holding onto the sheets with dear life, squeezing your eyes shut as you take everything he gives you, allowing him to use your tiny frame for his pleasure, basically using you as a fleshlight.

“such a good fucking girl, so glad someone listens to me.” he groans, and you yelp as he pulls your head back by your hair, your teeth clamped together and sheets balled in your fists. your legs and arms shaking as he pounds into you, a feverish, bruising grip on your hip.

“how’s that? huh, slut?” he asks close to your ear, and your lips quivering as you sniffle, tears rolling down your cheeks. he takes notice, “baby? what’s the color?”

“r-red,” you sniffle, shaking your head no, “red please, p-please,” your glossy eyes meet his, and his heart skips a beat, going pale in the face. he stops all of his movements and let’s go of you, pulling out and laying you next to him, and you’re crying lightly, shaky hands covering your face as he shushes you, bringing you into your arms.

“m’sorry, I just-..was too much.” you sniffle, and he shakes his head as he holds you close to his chest. “nono baby it’s ok, you’re ok, i’m so proud of you, yknow that?” he kisses your head, “so proud of you for tellin’ me. you did so good too.” he lifts your chin to make you look at him.

“tell me what happened, sugar,” he pulls the cover over you two. you get embarrassed, “it just..I dunno it got a lot and..you were angry and the names and-..i’m sorry,” you whine, and he’s still rubbing your back.

“nono it’s ok, I shouldn’t have been so tough with you. i’m glad you said something, such a big girl, my big girl.” he kisses you softly, “we can keep going if you want, I can still-” “it’s ok baby, you wanna get in the tub, and i’ll order something?” he asks, although he’s already reaching for the phone.

you smile and agree, and he carries you to the tub as he calls in for food. :3

#rory culkin #rory culkin smut #x black reader #euronymous smut #lords of chaos #euronymous #lords of chaos smut #i wanna eat him #eurory prompt

[prongsiess]

So me and one of my friends have been writing down stupid shit my friendgroup says since I was in grade 10 (now a university freshman). And so, I present to you, incorrect marauders quotes as stuff my friends and I have said:

Peter: Dressing up with Prongs and Padfoot!!

Remus: they’re not dressing up, they’re dressing down

*after quidditch practice*

Marlene: I’m smelling something…

James: my armpits

Remus: I DID A PEACE SIGN

Mary: OF COURSE YOU DID YOU FUCKING BISEXUAL

Regulus: you need music

Barty, dancing through the hallway to potions class: I have music in my head!!

Pandora: Just talk to James like you talk to us… wait never mind. DONT. DO. THAT.

Evan, laughing on the floor: I can just imagine Reg yelling at James going ‘shush your shusher, SHUSH YOUR SHUSHER'

Pandora, painting: I’m channelling my inner Bob Ross

Regulus, also painting: I don’t think you have an inner Bob Ross but that’s fine

Peter, eating his breakfast: you need to get laid

James, giving heart eyes to the slytherin table: I KNOW. I’ll get there… at some point in my life

Marlene: I dont want your ass germs up my vagina

Sirius: of course you want my ass germs up your vagina

James, talking to Sirius: I’ve connected the dots, my brain has done some thinking: I don’t match with Walburgas’. Marlene’s great-aunt was a Walburga and I didn’t like her either.

Peter: coincidence…

James, standing up and waving his finger in the air: I THINK NOT

Dorcas and Evan, in unison: we put the pro in procrastination!

Marlene, disgusted: urgh its full of vegetation

James, annoyed after having this conversation 5 times this week: you’re vegetarian you dumb bitch

Remus: what’s a triangle?

Barty, who is at Remus’ study club: a threesome.

Remus, discouraged: …no.

James: I thought we were gonna share a grave

Regulus: nono, personal space

I have a shit load more where that came from, but I’ll save some for another day

#jegulus #wolfstar #marylily #dorlene #rosekiller #james potter #regulus black #sirius black #remus lupin #mary macdonald #lily evans #dorcas meadowes #marlene mckinnon #evan rosier #barty crouch jr #peter pettigrew #pandora lovegood #incorrect marauders era #marauders era #marauders

[mumuugi]

hm. Face sitting with niki.

୭ 𝗷𝘂𝘀𝘁 𝗮 𝘁𝗮𝘀𝘁𝗲

୨୧ pairings : niki shiina x fem! reader

୨୧ warnings : face sitting, pet names, slight degradation, overstimulation, praising, fluffy niki in the end <3

niki wanted to try out something new with you. you were hesitant with it at first but soon enough you succumbed to his words in the end

guys i love NIKI SHIINA he is just so. he’s in second place for my crazy b hit list despite me kinning him

“sit on my face”

your ears perked up from his words that it shocked you so much that you accidentally dropped your phone on your face (ow). was he being serious? “what?” you gave him a confused face but he just looked at you with a smug smile

“i didn’t stutter, did i?” he replied. now you were embarrased— you closed your face with your hands to avoid looking at him in the eyes. niki gave out a chuckle and scoots closer to you, taking your hands in his as you slowly open your eyes to look at him

“come on, it’s not like we’ve never done anything like this before~” there it is, soon enough you feel like you’d explode if he continues this further “it’s not that i don’t want to b-but i’m scared if.. you know.. i suffocate you or anything—“ you were shushed by his finger on your lips, pouting cause you know he’s not gonna take that as an answer

“no buts. plus, i asked for this, so that means i want it.. though it’s fine if you don’t want to—“ “nono no yes we can i mean sure why not.. just push me off if it’s too much or anything okay..?” and with that, niki has the widest smile on his face that even you haven’t seen before. lowkey creeped you out tbh

.

“come on now, don’t be shy~”

niki spread his arm out in a welcoming gesture, waiting for you to come closer to him. you were still a bit hesitant about this, you’re just afraid of his well-being okay? knocking all the thoughts in your head you gave it no mind and took a deep breath before crawling over to him

niki gave you a deep yet loving kiss before parting away, saliva connecting the both of you. you averted your eyes from him as you slowly yet carefully positioned yourself above his face. you took a small peak below and saw that niki’s eyes were blown wide with lust, fully focused on your wet cunt

“look at this.. and you were declining just now. who knew that my sweet dumpling here is nothing but a whore? i haven’t even touched you yet and you’re already dripping~”

your eyes were tightly shut after that— he could’ve just kept quiet but no, he HAD to tease you.. soon enough, you felt him blowing out air on your pussy making you tremble over the cold gust of air

niki didn’t stopped there, he continued teasing you all over. nipping your soft thigh, leaving little marks here and there, leaving kisses and licks around but not even one move on your pussy. you were growing a bit impatient over his teasing, and he noticed that from your hips bucking from time to time

before you could ask him to just start eating her out, his lips latched onto your pussy and starts lapping you out, his tongue hits you at the right spots. niki is known for his skillful tongue, which isn’t new because everytime he eats you out you would come undone in just minutes and he would still go on despite you literally getting overstimulated by it

“n-nniki~ oh my— ffuck.. p-please~” you whined out. your hands hold onto the headboard for a better grip as your hips starts moving by itself, rutting into niki’s face. his hands wrapped around your thighs with a tight grip, bringing you in closer to him

“you tashte sho good ash alwaysh~” niki mumbled in between your thighs but you could barely even make it out from the overwhelming sensation you’re going through right now. you felt like putty in his hands, and he knows it. he always knows how to turn you into a mess in the end

“n-niki i’m gonna.. g-gonna.. cu-uum!” he turned his focus to your clit, sucking on it harshly as you came on his face, moaning his name out lewdly as if you were in a porn film. niki moaned out, clearly satisfied that he has made you cum mindlessly once again

though he didn’t stopped. lips still attached to your clit as he continues to suck you out through your orgasm. your hips jerked away from him but he’d bring you in again before you could go even farther. the pleasure soon starting to numb as it’s slowly turning to pain, you let out desperate cries for him to stop yet he wouldn’t budge

your second orgasm came way faster than usual, crying out his name as your hands moved down to grip on niki’s hair, groaning from the contact. he gave one hard suck on your clit and you came undone on him again. you were out of breath, his grip on your thighs soften as you got off his face and laid down beside him

niki let out a laugh, swiping a bit of your juices on his fingers whilst he licked up the remaining bits. niki turned to look at you, bringing his fingers up to your lips as he let out a soft “open up”. your lips part open for him to stuff his fingers in, tasting yourself on it. niki smiled, his other hand went to give you a soft pat on your messed up hair

“you did good for me always my sweet dumpling~” his pet names never fail to make you let out a small giggle, looking up to him with a soft smile aswell “maybe we should’ve tried this wayy sooner, i really enjoyed eating you out while you’re on top of me~” niki grinned, you puffed out and punched him lightly at the arm and he let out a fake “oww” as you both laugh it off

“well i mean, i could say that i enjoyed it aswell.. but i don’t think i could go for another round today.. i’m too.. exhausted..” you yawned, seemingly tired from the recent acitivity. niki brought you closer to his chest, resting your head against his chest as you listen to his heartbeat, closing your eyes as you drift into your sleep

niki sighed softly, basking in your cute sleeping face before giving you a kiss on the forehead. he cuddled up closer to you, hugging you in as he slowly drifts off to sleep along with you and whispered out—

“i love you, my sweet dumpling”

ik i KNOW niki would give you a food related nickname I JUST KNOW!!! also yes i made it fluffy at the end because. b because niki is just a sweet mipy. i love him so much thank you for the NIKI SHIINA request i had fun xox

#ensemble stars #ensemble stars x reader #ensemble stars smut #enstars x reader #enstars smut #niki shiina x reader #niki shiina smut

[livealittleoc-cb]

Random Update

🍹: I’m feeling a lot better so decided to go out to eat and get a few drinks, if anyone wants to join me~

✨: Going to a formal party that the Great Astronomer won’t let me miss out on. I hope I can get a plus one to come with me~

🎐: Drink? Drink.~ Been laying down here debating what to wear, this is an option but I’m not sure if it works out. What do you think?~

💀: What did I tell you about drinking your problems away?

🎐: To do it as often as possible?~

💀: NO!

☔: Needed a day to go out and just vibe. Loving the outfit~ if someone wants to join me for dinner I don’t mind.

🍹: We’re always here to help

☔: Yeah...

♥️: Going around with Eros to do errands and go to parties is always fun! I always love wearing red.~ I need to be as far away from the castle as possible...

🎐: We’re going to figure something out...

♥️: I hope so...

💀: On the highway to hell~ LITERALLY! *laughs* Going to hell for some drinks, I try to avoid dresses and skirts to clubs but this outfit was too cute~ Anyways, I have necromancy classes scheduled back to back so I’ll have extra time off if anyone wants to hangout~

✨: I still think that’s a bad idea.

💀: Shush shush Don’t ruin my fun~

Omg! Not me teasing my next angst posts 👀 LMAO anyways I want to say I’m sorry if I take a bit longer to answer stuff on dash and dms, my asthma and sinuses have been acting up and I haven’t been able to breath well the last like 3 days! I’ll do my best to answer as quickly as possible though!

possible new residents: @faywithlove​ @moonsdessert​ @minmin-petalcb​ @theinvitation-bot​ @badbf-cb​ @raiden-oc​ @welcome-to-maniac​ @dr-hwa-cb​ @monsterhigh-cb​ @halloween-idols​ @darkmoonsiblings​  @nana-n-nono​ @freakstars-cb​ @onlyomega-cb​ @temptationcb​ @thepack-cb​  @clubwnderland​ @angelxdevil-bot​ @supernaturalcb​ @hybrid-center​ @mystical-ocs​ @domxbot​ @ocmyths​ @logan-oc-cb​ @fantasyaespa​ @thepatchedpaw​  @fantasycafexbot​ @redlight-cb​ @vanilladaises-rp​ @theocsnextdoor​ @cyberfuturexbot​ @appa-cb​ @vanillaluna-oc​ @yourocboys​ @fantasy-teez​ @dawnswonderland-entertainment​ [DM + / -]    

#update.txt #🍹emilia.txt #✨jooheon.txt #☔diego.txt #🎐leo.txt #♥️ace.txt #💀jay.txt

[femmeidiot]

nono seriously, it’s hot as fuck seeing people publicly and openly say all of the things they want to do to you, and just watching you melt. especially considering you do that bottom thing where you keyboard smash. <3

hsuwjwjsj shush !!!!!

#asks #thank you 🥺

[moondragon618]

Hi I wrote c!Dream POV of my favorite part of this prompt. I am Normal :)

Warnings for blood, obsessive/possessive behavior, strangulation, murder, and c!Dream being Fucked Up :)

Dream grins as he looks down at the teen lying on the ground in front of him, trembling and breathing shakily through the pain as blood flows steadily out of the wound in his stomach and stains the grass under him crimson.

Oh, it's so much fun to play with him while looking and sounding exactly like Wilbur, to watch him struggle between pure horror and instinctive trust. If you ask him, the real Wilbur doesn't know what he's missing out on.

But Dream is perfectly fine with it staying that way- nobody else should ever get to see his Tommy like this except for him. :)

"Shhh, it's okay Tommy, just focus on me, okay?" he shushes Tommy, effortlessly copying Wilbur's voice to perfection, and the way Tommy looks up at him like he caught helplessly between relief and terror is almost beautiful.

"Wil?" the teen asks shakily, pain and fear and confusion and a little bit of hopefulness in his voice all at once.

Perfect. :)

"That's right, Tommy. I'm right here," Dream says, grinning even more as Tommy visibly relaxes just a little. So much trust. So much faith.

He's almost a little jealous.

Dream observes him for another moment, before making his move- he wraps his hands around Tommy's throat, right over the light bruises from his third death that still haven't faded, taking in the shock and terror in his eyes with glee as he crushes that trust and faith with his bare hands.

"W-Wil?" Tommy whimpers, a perfect sound of fear and confusion, gasping for air and scrabbling helplessly at Dream's hands as he starts pleading for mercy. "N-nono W-Wilbur- p-please- s-stop-"

Pleading to Wilbur for mercy.

"Shhh, just relax, Tommy. It'll be over soon," Dream shushes him, not letting it get to him too much- Tommy is still technically begging him for mercy, after all.

"W-why-" the teen manages to choke out pathetically before he tightens his grip further, cutting off his air completely, and Dream grins in satisfaction at the horror in his eyes.

It'll be worth it when Tommy can only think of Wilbur with nothing but fear and hatred. :)

Dream ignores Tommy's desperate clawing at his hands even as he breaks skin and manages to draw a little blood, until his struggles begin to weaken. It's such a powerful feeling, to literally hold a life in his hands, to be able to feel it slowly slip away.

He doesn't let go until Tommy has gone completely still, and after that, he shifts comfortably back into his usual form before getting a revival book ready.

Now it's time to see how a quick death and revival will affect how Tommy remembers things :)

#aka c!Dream's jealousy toward c!Wilbur turns into him technically getting jealous of himself and that's kind of hilarious tbh lmao #my writing #shapeshifter c!dream #dream smp #dsmp #c!tommy #c!dream #c!primeboys #c!discduo #tw abuse #tw blood #tw strangulation #tw murder #tw obsessive behavior #tw possessive behavior

[noroalia]

i really like her

#im happy shes entered the 3d realm #shush nono shush #splatoon

[officialmandelacatalogue]

enjoy the tears!

Quiet, calm, yet paranoid was Jonah Marshall. Sitting alone in the van for the second month without Adam since the incident. Terrified of being left behind, yet he had to leave his best friend to save himself. Breakdown after breakdown, Jonah went on investigations alone. 

With a heavy heart he did so. Instability wracked his mentality as he went on. Encounter after encounter happened as he was fighting for his life once every day. 

Alone is he. He can’t muster up the fight in him to do what he should have done when Adam was still here. Not anymore. He’s got alternate blood in him now that he dealt with the one on the side of the road. 

Groaning, he covered half of his face with his hood. Attempting to stop that weird black substance from taking his place entirely. He knew he wouldn’t get his body back if it happened, so why let it? He fought for his life enough, now he has to fight for his body.

Shaking, Jonah bit down on his lip as he felt pain surging through his left side. Looking down at his hand and noticing a few eyes resting on the dark film covering him. 

“ No. Nono– I’m not letting this happen– “ he hissed. Clawing at the seats, crying out for help. He knew nobody would help someone with alternate blood, yet it was worth a try. Begging for someone to come and save him from this hellish feeling. From his despair, his anger, his sadness… All emotions were harming him now. 

Kicking at the seat ahead of him as he whined out. He felt sick and alone. Just like Adam wanted him to…

Right? 

As he felt himself struggling to get his body under his own control again, he convulsed violently a few times before vomiting. More of that filmy black stuff… 

“ … Oh God. “

Coughing, he tried his very best to rid himself of every bit of it. Nothing seemed to be working. It was only that stuff covering half his body. He felt disgusting.

He never wanted this to happen. 

But he knew Adam did. 

His hands shook as he held himself, trying to keep himself from screeching out in agony. Writhing in pain, he clung to the last bits of sanity held in his own. He felt disgusting for trusting anyone. Why would he ever trust that stupid creature? But he shouldn’t lie to himself, that “stupid creature” was the reason he’s alive now. His breath was heavy as he struggled to keep his composure. 

Until he convulsed. Vomiting up whatever the fuck was left in his body. He hasn’t eaten in three days. 

He was sick. Twisted, even. A horrible amalgamation of a human and not. His body ached. 

Even if he tried to eat, it wouldn’t make him feel any better. It never worked. 

Finally, someone stopped their car. They got out, and opened the door to the van. 

That face was one he could remember. 

Sarah lifted the boy out of the car, softly cradling him like a lost baby. Jonah instinctively clung to her, trembling as if he was slowly dying. It definitely felt and looked like he was, but he was more than alive. 

She shushed his sobs, taking him into her car. She sighed as she started it, heading back to her brother’s old house. 

Jonah knew he wasn’t going to live with her. She’s just going to help him and dump his ass back out on the street. 

He already caused enough pain, what’s one issue with himself? Besides, he deserved it after what he tried to do years and years ago. 

Sarah was afraid, in a way. She stopped at her old home, sighing as she opened the door and stepped out. She opened Jonah’s door too. 

“I’m not doing this for you. I’m doing this for me,” She said, with a remarkably annoyed tone to her voice. 

(not a ship fic of course this is just for the funsies if jonah lived and ended up an alternate and ADAM died)

oh i love this 👍

#as a general rule of thumb ill try not to post fancontent here but i'll post this. very cool

[abbygraceasd]

The Christmas Invasion

somehow didn't post this to Tumblr? anyways here

“London… The Powell Estate… 24th of December…  2005… On the way to Earth! Now then… what do I look like? No, no no, no no no no nono no. No. Don’t tell me. Let’s see… two legs, two arms, two hands… Slight weakness in the dorsal tubercle. Hair! I’m not bald! Oh, oh! Big hair! Sideburns, I’ve got sideburns! Or really bad skin. Little bit thinner… That’s weird. Give me time, I’ll get used to it. I… have got… a mole. I can feel it. Between my shoulder blades, there’s a mole. That’s all right. Love the mole. Go on then, tell me. What do you think?” He asks.

“Is this how your regenerations go every time?” I ask, “Explosive?”

“No, that’s just when something happens beforehand.” He says.

“Okay.” I nod, walking towards him.

He watches me stand in front of him.

“They’re definitely sideburns.” I tell him, placing my hands on either side of his face.

“What do you think?” He whispers.

“I think it’ll take some time for me to get used to not looking at your last face, but this one is definitely a nice one. What do you think?” I run my thumb over his cheek tenderly.

He leans into my touch, “I think, I like having you this close.”

I let out a giggle, “You’re definitely more open about your feelings in this body than the last one.”

“What’s that supposed to mean?” He pouts.

“It means, I never knew you cared until you sent me away.” I whisper.

“Of course, I care about you, I-” He pauses, “Ooh, the change seems to be going a bit wrong…” He stumbles out of my grip.

“What does that mean?” I ask.

He goes to the console and does something, “I haven’t used this one in years.”

The Tardis lurches, “What’re you doing?!” I shout.

“Putting on a bit of speed! That’s it! My beautiful ship! Come on, faster! That’s a girl! Faster! Wanna break the time limit?!”

“Stop it!”

“Ah, don’t be so dull… let’s have a bit of fun! Let’s rip through that vortex!” He looks at me, “The regeneration’s going wrong. I can’t stop myself. Ah, my head…” He turns back to the console, “Faster! Let’s open those engines!”

The Tardis groans, “What’s that?”

“We’re gonna crash land!”

“Well then, do something!”

“Too late! Out of control! Oh, I love it!” He cheers.

I scream as sparks shoot out of the console, “Doctor! I’m scared!”

He seems to snap out of it, staring at me. He stumbles over and pulls me into a hug.

I cling to him, whimpering, he strokes my hair before pulling away, still holding me.

He stares deep into my tear-filled eyes and leans down, pressing his lips to mine.

My eyes flutter shut, my hands leaving his jumper and going to his hair. His hands place themselves on my waist and curl into the fabric of my jacket. I whimper against his mouth, pulling on his hair. His tongue finds its way into my mouth, tangling with mine. 

I don’t notice the shaking anymore.

His lips leave mine and I attempt to link them again but he starts to trail them down my neck. I moan quietly, and he nips the skin at the pulse of my throat. Heat forms in the pit of my stomach, my hands move to grip his shoulders as he moves his hands to my front and undoes the belt of my jacket.

My jacket leaves my body, and he kneels slightly to pick me up by my thighs. 

Gasping out, his lips find mine again. 

His lips soon travel down to the tops of my breasts, sucking a hickey into the left one and leaving a bite mark on the right.

I don’t hear the doors open, but I do hear the shouts, “What the hell?!”

The Doctor and I pull away from each other quickly. He sets me down and stumbles towards Mickey and Jackie. Rose runs past him and hugs me tightly.

“Jackie! Mickey! Blimey! No, no, no, no, hold on.” He stumbles backward a few steps, “Wait there, I’ve got something to say. There was something I had to tell you. Something important, what was it? No, hold on, hold on…” He comes back to them and puts his hands on their shoulders, “Hold on, shush, shush, shush, shush… Oh!”

The two jump in alarm.

“I know!” He looks from one to the other, panting and beaming, “Merry Christmas!” And then he collapses, falling to the ground unconscious.

“Who even is that?” Rose asks.

“The Doctor, he regenerated.” I run over to him and check for a pulse, “I don’t know how to explain it.” I find one so I stand up and smile at them.

“Hello.”

The Doctor is tucked up in my bed, wearing a pair of stripy pajamas. I am sitting on the edge of the bed, holding his hand. Rose stands at the end of the bed.

Jackie enters, holding a stethoscope, she hands it to me, “Here we go. Tina the Cleaner’s got this lodger, medical student. And she was fast asleep, so I just took it.”

I put the stethoscope in my ears. I ignore what Rose says to Jackie. I place it on one side of his chest. Hearing a steady heartbeat I switch it to the other side and hear the same, “Both working.”

“What d’you mean ‘both’?” She asks.

“Well, he’s got two hearts.”

“Oh, don’t be stupid.”

Rose walks to the door, “He has!”

Jackie eyes him, “Anything else he’s got two of?”

I turn to her, “Leave him alone.”

The blondes leave the room.

I brush the hair out of his face and press a kiss to his forehead. His mouth opens and golden wisps escape, flying into the air. I lift my hand and some of it flies in between my fingers, circle my wrist and into my skin. The rest of the golden energy flies out the window.

Warmth envelops both sides of my chest.

I leave the room and go into the living room, “Is that Harriet Jones?”

Jackie answers me, “She’s Prime Minister now. I’m eighteen quid a week better off.”

I smile.

“They’re calling it ‘Britain’s Golden Age’. Keep on saying, ‘my girls have met her.’”

“Did more than that. Stopped World War Three with her. Harriet Jones.”

They’re asking her questions about the Guinevere One Space Probe.

“You two were all over one another in there.” Rose teases me as we walk down the street.

“Shut up!” I whine, face heating up.

“If we hadn’t of shown up when we did, how far would you have gone?” Mickey wiggles his eyebrows at me.

“I don’t know…” I mumble.

I look behind me, distracted as Rose and Mickey talk about Jackie.

There is a brass band of masked Santas, who are playing ‘Good Tidings of Comfort and Joy’. I stare at them for a long time, sensing something is wrong. Suddenly, their trumpets are revealed to be flame throwers, blue flames shoot out of them, and people run around screaming. We duck behind a stall.

“It’s us! They’re after us!”

 The Santas blast the stall we’re hiding behind, I scream. We run, the Santas pursuing us. One of the blasts catches the enormous Christmas tree instead, and it falls to the ground on top of one of the Santas. We run down the street.

“What’s going on? What’ve we done? Why are they after us?”

 A taxi pulls up and we clamber in.

“They’re after the Doctor.” I say.

“I can’t even go shopping with you. We get attacked by a brass band.”

The taxi drives off, Rose calls someone. 

“Who you calling?” I ask.

“Mum.”

The taxi pulls up and we jump out, running towards the flats.

We burst inside, Jackie’s still on the phone.

“Get off the phone!” Rose shouts.

I run into my room and check on the Doctor. He’s still asleep.

Soon Rose and Jackie run into my room followed shortly by Mickey.

Mickey and Jackie slide my wardrobe in front of the door while Rose bends over the Doctor and shouts at him.

I grab the sonic screwdriver out of the Doctor’s leather jacket. I place it in his hand and whisper, “Help me.”

The Doctor sits up very suddenly and points his sonic screwdriver at the murderous Christmas tree. It explodes.

The Doctor lowers the sonic screwdriver, “Remote control. But who’s controlling it?” He gets out of bed.

We all go out on the balcony. Outside on the ground stand three of the Santas.

“That’s them. What are they?” Mickey asks.

Rose shushes him.

I stare at the Doctor, who raises his sonic screwdriver and points it at the Santas threateningly. They back away, standing closer to each other. Then, they teleport away.

“They’ve just gone! What kind of rubbish were they? I mean, no offense, but they’re not much cop if a sonic screwdriver’s gonna scare them off.”

“Pilot Fish.” The Doctor says.

“What?” I ask.

We all look at him.

“They were just Pilot Fish.” He coughs and throws himself backward against the wall.

I kneel in front of him, “I’m sorry. I woke you up too soon.” I apologize.

He breathes heavily, “I’m still regenerating. I’m bursting with energy.” More gold energy escapes through his mouth and goes into my skin, “You see? The Pilot Fish could smell it a million miles away. So they eliminate the defense, that’s you lot, and they carry me off. They could run their batteries on me for a couple of years.” He lurches forward groaning.

I kneel in front of him, holding him up, tears in my eyes, “I’m sorry.”

He smiles at me through his pain, “Don’t be, you did the right thing.” 

“We haven't got much time. If there’s Pilot Fish, then…” He takes an apple out of his dressing gown pocket, “Why’s there an apple in my dressing gown?”

“Oh, that’s Howard, sorry.”

“He keeps apples in his dressing gown?” “He gets hungry.”

The Doctor looks at the apple, “What, he gets hungry in his sleep?” “Sometimes.”

He suddenly shouts with pain again and sinks to the floor. 

He grimaces, “Brain… collapsing…”

He grabs hold of my arms, holding them tightly, “The Pilot Fish. The Pilot Fish mean… that something, something…” He takes a deep breath, “Something’s coming.” He collapses into my lap.

I kneel next to the Doctor on my bed, tucking him in and mopping his forehead with a cloth. He is restless and sweaty. Tears fill my eyes and I choke back a sob. I sit at the side of the bed with my head in between my knees.

I enter the living room and sit on the arm of a chair, drying my eyes.

“Any change?” Jackie asks.

I take a shaky breath in, “Just one heart beating.”

I ignore the conversation Rose and Mickey are having in favor of staring at the tv.

There is a distorted image on the tv screen.

“Funny sort of rocks.” Jackie says.

“Those aren’t rocks.”

The image becomes clearer. It’s an alien, roaring viciously.

“Abby.” Mickey says, “Take a look, I’ve got access to the military. They’re tracking a spaceship. It’s big, it’s fast, and it’s coming this way.” 

I peer over at the computer from the edge of the chair.

“Coming for what, though? The Doctor?” Rose asks.

An image of four of the aliens comes onto the screen.

“You seen them before?” He asks.

Rose and I both shake our heads.

“People, you belong to us. To the Sycorax. We own you. We now possess your land, your minerals, your precious stones. You will surrender or they will die. Sycorax strong, Sycorax mighty, Sycorax rock.”

“I don’t understand what they’re saying.” Rose says.

“I can.” I tell them, confused as to why I understand but they don’t. I then repeat what the Sycorax said to them.

I look up from where I lay next to the Doctor and to Rose.

“The Doctor wouldn’t do this. The old Doctor. The proper Doctor. He’d wake up. He’d save us.”

I glare at Rose, “It’s not his fault, don’t try to blame him for it.”

Her eyes widen in surprise, she’s never heard me speak like that, not to her at least.

Jackie smiles softly, “You really do love him, don’t you?”

I nod, “How could I not?”

There’s yelling from outside.

I go out and see Sandra yelling at her husband.

“Sandra?” I ask.

“He won’t listen. He’s just walking. He won’t stop walking! There’s this sort of light thing.” She follows after him, “Stop it! Right now! Jason, please!”

Rose and Mickey come to the door. There's hundreds of people, from all over the estate walking. They all move in the same direction, none of them respond to the frightened and confused calls of their families, they just keep walking.

“It’s the aliens doing it.” My eyes move up to the sky, “They’re all heading to the roof.”

We all run up the stairwell, going to the roof.

All of the mind-controlled people stop at the very edge, and from where I stand I can see thousands of people standing at the edge of any high surface they can find, awaiting orders.

“What do we do?” Mickey asks.

“Nothing. There’s no one to save us, not anymore.” Rose mutters.

“We’ll think of something.” I tell him.

Rose shoots me a sharp look, “Abby, we can’t do anything! In case you haven’t noticed, the Doctor’s gone!”

I stare at her, “My life isn’t defined by the Doctor. I don’t need to listen to his every idea or follow his every order. I’m my own person and I’ll find a way, on my own if I have to.” I turn and go back to the flat.

“Ladies and gentlemen, if I may take a moment during this terrible time. It’s hardly the Queen’s speech, I’m afraid that’s been canceled. This crisis is unique, and I’m afraid to say it might get much worse. I would ask you all to remain calm. But I have one request.” Harriet takes a breath, “Doctor? If you’re out there, we need you. I don’t know what to do. If you can hear me Doctor, if anyone knows the Doctor, if anyone can find him, the situation has never been more desperate. Help us. Please, Doctor, help us.”

Rose cries out loudly, clutching her mother.

I jump up, staring at her, “The Doctor isn’t gone, and he isn’t leaving us, he’s regenerating. He can’t help us right now, but we’ll figure something out.”

The windows smash, showering the floor with glass. The ground shakes violently.

We run outside and watch the spaceship float into view, obscuring the sun.

Rose stares at it for a few seconds before running back inside.

“Mickey, we’re gonna carry him.” She throws the duvet off of him, “Mum, get your stuff, and some food. We’re going.”

“Well, where to?” Mickey asks.

“The Tardis.” I respond, “It’s the only safe place on Earth.”

“What’re we gonna do in there?!” Jackie asks.

“Hide.” Rose answers.

“Is that it?” I ask.

“Abby, look in the sky. There’s a great big alien invasion and the Doctor’s kaput. Now, all we can do is run and hide. Now, move.”

Jackie exits the room. I watch Rose and Mickey take the Doctor out the front door.

I help Jackie take several shopping bags into the Tardis.

“No chance you could fly this thing?” Mickey asks.

“Not anymore, no.” I shake my head.

“But, you did it before…” Rose looks confused.

“I know, but it’s been wiped out of my head like it’s forbidden.” I watch them set the Doctor down on the floor, “Try that again and the universe might rip in half.”

“Ah, better not then.” Rose says.

“So, what do we do? Just sit here?” Mickey asks.

Rose glares at him, “That’s as good as it gets.”

Jackie walks up to us with a thermal flask, “Right, here we go. Nice cup of tea.”

“Hmm, the solution to everything…” Rose says sarcastically.

“Now, stop your moaning. I’ll get the rest of the food.” Jackie then exits the Tardis.

I lay down next to the Doctor on the floor, holding his hand.

“How does this thing work?” Mickey looks at the Tardis computer, “It picks up TV, maybe we could see what’s going on out there. Maybe we’ve surrendered.” He presses a few buttons, “What do you do to it?”

“I don't know, it sort of tunes itself.” I mumble, looking at the ceiling.

I turn on my side and curl into the Doctor, ignoring the conversation happening until I hear Rose scream.

I jump to my feet and run out of the Tardis with Mickey, making sure to close the door behind me.

The Sycorax yells with glee.

Harriet Jones stumbles towards us, “Abby, Rose.” She embraces us, “The Doctor… is he with you?”

I shake my head, “No.”

The Sycorax all let out screeches and hisses of what sound like confusion as they all begin to point at the Tardis, a golden wisp of energy comes out and circles around me before absorbing into my skin.

One of the Sycorax grumbles something and suddenly I am being restrained. Harsh hands grip my arms cruelly as I am dragged forward. I get shoved forward and into the grasp of the leader.

“The yellow girl,” He speaks loudly, pulling me with him as he walks forward and points at Rose, “She has the clever blue box. But she does not speak for the planet. The brown one, the golden light shows she is in charge, she will speak for the planet.” 

The humans in the room stare at him in shock. I shut my eyes tightly.

I take a deep breath, and open my eyes, “Are you familiar with the Shadow Proclamation?”

The Sycorax looks confused, but nods.

I smirk, “Well, in that case, I seek audience with the Sycorax under a peaceful contract. According to convention 15 of the Shadow Proclamation. Meaning you may not kill any humans on Earth, or this ship until the Parley is over.”

Shouts of anger echo around me.

“You think you are clever with your stolen words?” The leader snarls, “We are the Sycorax. We stride through the darkness. Next to us, you are but a wailing child. If you are the best your planet can offer as a champion… Then your world will be gutted… and you’re people enslaved.”

The humans all start saying something about the Sycorax speaking English. 

“If he’s speaking Sycoraxic but you can hear English, that means the Tardis is translating.” I say.

Rose laughs, “Oh, he’s going to be very angry that you touched her.” Suddenly, the doors of the Tardis open and reveal the Doctor.

In an instant, his eyes are on me, “She’s right, I am very angry.” Then a smirk appears on his face, “Did you miss me?” I smile brightly, “Always.”

The Sycorax flings his whip forward. With a glare, the Doctor yanks the whip out of the Sycorax’s hands as soon as it wrapped around his arm and mutters, “You could take someone’s eye out with that!”

“How dare…” The Sycorax snarls as the Doctor strides over to him.

The Doctor grabs the long, crimson staff from the alien’s hands and snaps it over his knee, glaring.

‘Fuck that’s hot.’ I think.

He then grabs me by the waist and pulls me to him, arm secure and protective around me.

I smile up at him, “Hello, honey.”

He smiles back, “Hello, beautiful.” then his sharp brown eyes look back at the Sycorax leader and snaps, “You just can’t get the staff! Now you, just wait! We’re busy.”

Without bothering to look back, he leads me over to our friends.

Rose flings her arms around me.

“Mickey, hello! And Harriet Jones, MP for Flydale North. Blimey, it’s like ‘This Is Your Life.’” The Doctor laughs, “Tea! That’s all I needed! A good cup of tea! Superheated infusion of free radicals and tannin. Just the thing for healing the synapses…” He lowers his voice, looking into my eyes, “Now… be honest. How do I look?”

“Different.” I say.

“Good different or bad different?” He asks.

“Good different.” I grin.

He looks dead serious, “Am I… ginger?”

I look at his hair, “No, it’s just brown.”

The Doctor turns away, “Aww, I wanted to be ginger. I’ve never been ginger.” He then turns back around and points at Rose, “Fat lot of good you were, you gave up on me, oh, that’s rude. That’s the sort of man I am now, am I? Rude. Rude and not ginger.”

Harriet looks at him confused, “I’m sorry, who is this?”

“I’m the Doctor.”

“He’s the Doctor.”

“But what happened to my Doctor? Or is it just a title that’s passed on?” She asks.

He walks towards her, “I’m him. I’m literally him. Same man, new face, well, new everything.”

“But you can’t be.” Her brow furrows.

“Harriet Jones. We were trapped in Downing Street, and the one thing that scared you wasn’t the aliens… wasn’t the war… it was the thought of your mother being on her own.” He says.

“Oh, my god.”

“Did you win the election?” He asks curiously.

She smiles, rather pleased, “Landslide majority.”

“If I might interrupt!” We all spin around, having forgotten about him.

“Yes! Sorry! Hello, big fella!” The Doctor smiles.

“Who exactly are you?” The Sycorax leader asks.

“Well. That’s the question.” 

“I demand to know who you are!” The Sycorax leader shouts.

The Doctor imitates him, “I DON’T KNOW!” He relaxes, “See there’s the thing. I’m the Doctor, but beyond that, I… I just don’t know. I literally do not know who I am. It’s all untested.” He walks around, “Am I funny? Am I sarcastic?” He looks at me with a wink, “Sexy?” 

I smile shyly.

He continues, “Right old misery? Life and soul? Right-handed? Left-handed? A gambler? A fighter? A coward? A traitor? A liar? A nervous wreck?”

“You’ve certainly got a mouth on you.” I say. “Yeah, but you love it.” He winks before noticing the button, “And how am I gonna react when I see this?” He points at the button with an insane smile, “A great big threatening button.” He pulls me up the stairs, laughing, “A great big threatening button which must not be pressed under any circumstances.”

“Looks like some sort of control matrix. I bet it’s a blood type, judging from how all those people went to the roof.” I say.

The Doctor nods, bending down and pulling open a small door in order to access the controls underneath the button, dipping his finger in the blood and tasting it, “A Positive. Clever girl.” 

I grin at him.

“But that means… blood control.” He seems delighted at this, “Blood control! Oh! I haven’t seen blood control for years! You’re controlling all the A Positives!”

The Sycorax’s grimace falters slightly. The Doctor continues, “Which leaves us with a great big problem. ‘Cos… I really don’t know who I am. I don’t know when to stop. So if I see a great big threatening button which should never ever be pressed… then I just wanna do this.” He whacks the button.

The humans in the room protest, but I trust the Doctor.

I turn to the Sycorax leader, “What do you think, big guy? Are they dead?”

“We allow them to live.” He says.

“Allow?” The Doctor scoffs, “You’ve got no choice! I mean, that’s all blood control is. Cheap bit of voodoo. Scares the pants off you, but that’s as far as it goes. It’s like hypnosis… you can hypnotize someone to walk like a chicken or sing like Elvis, you can’t hypnotize them to death. Survival instinct’s too strong.”

“Blood control was just one form of conquest. I can summon the armada and take this world by force.”

“Well, yeah, you could, yeah, you could do that, of course you could. But why? Look at these people.” He gestures to the humans, “These human beings. Consider their potential. From the day they arrive on the planet and blinking step into the sun. there is more to see than can ever be seen. More to do than… no, hold on…” He pauses, “Sorry, that’s ‘The Lion King’. But the point still stands. Leave them alone!”

“Or what?”

“Or…” He grabs a sword from one of the Sycorax guarding the humans, pulls me down the steps, pushes me over to Rose, stands in the empty floor space in front of the Tardis, and raises it into the air, “I challenge you.” The Sycorax burst out laughing.

“Oh, that struck a chord. Am I right that the sanctified rules of combat still apply?”

The Sycorax leader walks down the steps and unsheathes his sword, “You stand as this world’s champion.”

The Doctor shrugs his dressing gown off, “Thank you. I’ve no idea who I am, but you just summed me up.” He tosses it to me, “So… you accept my challenge? Or you just a cranak pel casacree salvak?”

The Sycorax Leader hisses. They both kneel by their swords.

“For the planet?”

“For the planet.”

They stand up and face each other, holding their swords at the ready. They then run at each other and begin to fight. After a few seconds, the Doctor is thrown aside, and the Sycorax Leader laughs. The Doctor straightens himself up and they begin to fight again. The Sycorax leader swings his sword at the Doctor. 

The Doctor leads the fight up the stairs, “Bit of fresh air?” He hits a button and a door opens, leading to a platform on the outside of the spaceship.

They continue their fight. All the humans and a few Sycorax follow them. The swash-buckling continues. The Sycorax Leader manages to catch the Doctor slightly on his nose, and he groans. 

I move to run forward, but the Doctor raises a hand to stop me, “Stay back! Invalidate the challenge and he wins the planet.”

He wipes his nose, and he and the Sycorax Leader run toward each other, clashing swords. They both grimace with effort, and the Doctor is knocked backwards to the ground. Taking advantage, the Sycorax Leader slashes at the Doctor’s wrist, succeeding in chopping his hand off, up to the elbow. It falls off the side of the spaceship, sword and all. 

The Doctor watches it drop, and looks back at the Sycorax Leader, rather stunned and annoyed, “You cut my hand off.”

The Sycorax Leader speaks triumphantly, “Yah! Sycorax!”

The Doctor gets to his feet, “And now I know what sort of man I am. I’m lucky. ‘Cos quite by chance… I’m still within the first fifteen hours of my regeneration cycle. Which means i’ve got just enough residual cellular energy… to do this.”

He holds up his stump of an arm, and before everyones eyes, it grows right back.

“Witchcraft.” The Leader accuses.

“Time Lord.”

I take one of the Sycorax’s swords out of its sheath, “Doctor!”

He turns and I toss it to him.

He catches it by the handle and spins it around, turning back to the Sycorax leader, “Wanna know the best bit? This new hand…” He uses a texan accent, “It’s a fightin’ hand!”

The Doctor runs at the Sycorax Leader, and the fight commences once more. They clash swords for a few more moments, then the Doctor jabs him hard in the stomach with the handle of the sword.

The onlookers wince, and the Sycorax Leader groans. The Doctor does the same twice more, causing the Sycorax Leader to fall to the ground. 

The Doctor points his sword at his throat, “I win.”

The Leader speaks with difficulty, “Then kill me.”

“I’ll spare your life if you’ll take this champion’s command: leave this planet, and never return. What do you say?” 

“Yes.”

The Doctor jabs the sword closer and speaks angrily, “Swear on the blood of your species.”

“I swear.”

He speaks much lighter, “There we are, then! Thanks for that! Cheers, big fella!” He stabs the sword into the ground.

Harriet claps, “Bravo!”

I run forward, “That says it all, bravo!”

“Yeah! Not bad for a man in his jim-jams!” He speaks as I help him into the dressing gown.

“Very Arthur Dent. Now, there was a nice man. Hold on, what have I got in here?” He pulls a satsuma out of his pocket.

I laugh.

“A satsuma. Ah, that friend of your mothers, he does like his snacks doesn’t he? But doesn’t that just sum up Christmas?” We begin to walk back to the door. The Doctor throws the satsuma into the air and catches it again, “You go through all those presents and right at the end, tucked away at the bottom, there’s always one stupid old satsuma. Who wants a satsuma?”

There’s a roar from behind us, and the Doctor throws the satsuma at a switch on the side of the ship. I turn around and watch the Sycorax leader fall off the ship.

“No second chances. I’m that sort of man.”

The Doctor stands in front of the Tardis with me and the others. 

He adresses the remaining Sycorax, “By the ancient rites of combat, I forbid you to scavenge here for the rest of time. And when you go back tot he stars and tell others of this planet… when you tell them of its riches, its people, its potential. Whe you talk of the Earth, make shure that you tell them this: It is defended.”

We then get teleported back to Earth.

“Where are we?” I ask.

“We’re just off Bloxom Road. We’re just round the corner, we did it!” Mickey laughs, jumping up and down in glee.

The Doctor holds his hand out as the spaceship engines start up, “Wait a minute… wait a minute…” 

The ship takes flight, back to the skies. The Doctor grins.

Mickey, Rose and I celebrate.

I see Jackie coming down the street and run over to hug her. “Oh my god! You did it! My girls! Oh!”

“You did it too! It was the tea! Fixed his head!” I say.

“That was all I needed, cup of tea.” The Doctor smiles.

“I said so!”

Jackie then notices Harriet, “Oh my god! It’s the bleeding Prime Minister!”

“Come here, you.” The Doctor holds his arms out to Jackie, who throws her arms around him. Rose, Mickey and I join in the group hug.

We all jump as a beam of green light shoots loudly up from the ground nearby. The same green light beams up from another four points, and the five points meet in the middle. The energy shoots up into space and hits the spaceship, destroying it.

“What is that? What’s happening?” I ask.

The Doctor walks off and talks to Harriet before coming back to us. She yells after him, but he ignores her, so we do the same as we walk off.

Mickey, Rose, Jackie and I are preparing Christmas Dinner. Mickey is carving the turkey and Rose serves the sprouts at the table. I look up and see the Doctor standing in front of me in a brown suit and brown jacket.

I let out a scream as the Christmas cracker I pulled with the Doctor bangs. He wins but still gives me the cracker.

“Oh, that’s yours…” He says as I pull out the pink paper party crown out of the cracker.

“Pink! Lovely!” I giggle as I put the hat on.

Rose points to the television, “Look, it’s Harriet Jones!”

We all turn to look at the television.

The phone rings and Jackie goes into the kitchen to answer it, “It’s Beth. She says go and look outside.”

“Why?” I ask.

“I dunno, just go outside and look. Come on, shift!”

We all get up and go outside.

There are lots of others outside too, as it appears to be snowing. It looks like there are meteors in the sky.

“What are those, meteors?” I ask.

“It’s the spaceship breaking up in the atmosphere. This isn’t snow, it’s ash.” He explains.

I wince, “Eesh.”

“This is a brand new planet Earth. No denying the existence of aliens now, everyone saw it. Everything’s new.” He says.

I turn to the Doctor, “And what about you? What are you gonna do next?”

“Well… back to the Tardis… same old life.” He looks down at me, “You’ll come along though, right?”

I grin, “Of course. As long as you’ll have me.”

Rose steps next to us, “Got room for me still?”

We both look at her, then back at each other, and nod.

“Of course.”

“Well, I recon you’re mad. The three of you. It’s like you go looking for trouble.”

The Doctor rushes up to her, “Trouble’s just the bits in-between.” He puts an arm around her and looks up at the sky, “It’s all waiting out there, Jackie. It’s brand new to me.”

I smile at him.

“All those planets… creaturs and horizons… I haven’t seen them yet! Not with these eyes…” He stands beside me, “And it is gonna be… fantastic.”

I smile at the use of his old catchphrase and he grins back. He holds his hand out to me.

I take his hand and we look up at the sky for a few moments. 

I step closer to him and brush the ash off his arm, “So, where’re we gonna go first?”

“Um… that way.” He points deliberately at a point in the night sky, “No, hold on… that way.” He points a smidgen to the right of his first point.

I point in the same direction, “That way?”

He looks at me, “Hmm?”

I nod, “Yeah. that way.”

We smile at each other for a few seconds then gaze up at the night-sky, hand in hand.

#doctor who x reader #tenth doctor x reader #autistic writer #chrysalis story #autistic!reader #doctor who x oc #tenth doctor x oc #my writing

[whumpasaurus101]

Hi :) love your writing!

Don’t know if this is the right way but could I request a continuation of the Summer of whump stumbling prompt?

Thanks in advance or feel free to ignore this

THANK YOU SO SO SO MUCH FOR THIS OMG!!! IM SO SO SORRY THIS TOOK SO LONG BUT I HOPE YOU LIKE THIS THANK YOU AGAIN 💜💜💜

Cw: brought to emergency room / sidekick reffered to as kid but is 19

Part one

---

Hero cursed under their breath, their heart sinking as they looked at Sidekick, full of worry, “Hey, nonono, you're not weak, buddy! You-” Hero’s vocie cracked as they tried to push down a sob, they ran their hand gently through Sidekick’s curls, “You're one of our strongest on the team, kid, so don't for one second doubt yourself, okay?” 

Sidekick’s eyes filled with tears, they whimpered before nodding fast, “Th-th’nk y’...” They rasped. Hero smiled shakily before looking up to Henchman, blinking hard, “Ge-get medic, and uh-uhm…” Hero’s brain was blank, they were stressing. Sidekick’s wound looked baaaad and they needed to get to it fast before they bled out. Their hands shook as they quickly ran their other hand through their own hair, letting out a shaky breath, “Te-tell Medic to get sorted in the va-van…I’ll carry Sidekick to the van. Get them to patch Sidekick up and I’ll drive us to the hospital.” 

Henchman nodded fast, “Yes boss,” before running out of the warehouse as fast as possible. Sidekick whimpered, “N’h- no hospi-hospitals,” Sidekick whimpered, their voice hoarse. Hero shushed them quietly, their hand gently scratching Sidekick’s scalp, “I know you don't like them, buddy, but we need to get you there and fast. Now let's get you up, we need to go to Medic.” Hero got back up to their feet, eyes studying Sidekick before nodding to themself, “Alright, this is gonna hurt a bit, bud, but it will all be worth it, I promise.” Hero gently put their arms under Sidekick, lifting them up into their arms and cradling them in almost a bridal carry. Sidekick let out a cry, their whole body freezing up as the pain lit up, “Pro-pr’mise?” They whimpered, looking up at Hero with tears in their eyes. Hero’s soft eyes met with theirs and they spoke softly, “I promise.”

Sidekick nodded and Hero started walking out of the warehouse. They tried to be as careful with Sidekick as they could, but there was worry filling them that they weren't going to catch it on time. Hero could've collapsed with relief when they saw how Henchman had moved the van so it was closer to the warehouse’s exit, saving them some time. The back of the van was open and Hero gently placed Sidekick down inside, “Patch them up the best you can,” Hero ordered, sweat rolling down their face at this point. 

Medic nodded, before looking up at Hero, “Hero.. You're looking pale, I think-” “Nono, nothing about me right now. We need Sidekick patched up,” Tears slowly started to fill their eyes, “Please…” Medic looked at Hero with full Sympathy before nodding fast, “Warn me when we go over speed bumps, I don't want to mess up the stitches.” 

Hero nodded fast, “Thank you so much,” They sighed before closing the door shut and hopping into the driver’s seat of the van, a pounding headache starting to bloom in the back of their head. They turned the keys in the ignition before driving as fast as they could towards the hospital, “Tha-thank you for bringing the v-v…va’...hn- van closer.”

Henchman looked up at Hero, worry littering their face, “Hero…your stutter…” “‘M f-fff-f…fi-fine,” Hero waved them off, eyes focused on the road ahead of them. But Henchmen knew they weren't. They had worked with Hero long enough to know that when Hero’s stutter came back to them, it wasn't good.

When Hero was a kid, they used to have a stutter. They had managed to get rid of it but now if they ever got anxious to the highest level, it came back and it never ended well. But henchmen knew better than to comment on it.

“They’ll be fine, Hero, you know how stubborn the kid is,” Henchman chuckled, feeling a little relieved when they saw a soft smile on Hero’s face, “Y-yeah… They’re str-strong, I know they’ll make it.. i-i-it's just…” Henchmen smiled sympathetically, “I know, I know, I’m nervous too. But they're in good hands.”

“Y-yeah, Medic is one o-of the b-be-b-best medics I know, th-their qualifications a-are-” “Not just that, Hero… they have you.”

Hero’s eyes left the road for a moment, looking at Henchman with confusion, “Me?” Henchman smiled, “You. I know how much you care for the kid, I know you will do anything and everything you can to save him.” 

Hero smiled shakily, blinking hard as their hands shifted on the steering wheel, “Tha-thanks Henchman… for everything.”

The drive to the hospital was luckily not too long, Hero pushed just a little over the speed limit so they could get there faster than they wanted to. The second they pulled up outside the hospital, Hero leapt out of the van, rushing to open the back of the it. Henchman helped Hero lift Sidekick out. Sidekick only managed à weak whimper, their face covered in sweat, dangerously pale. Hero’s stomach churned but they quickly moved inside, hugging Sidekick close to them as they whispered gently to Sidekick, “It's o-okay, bu-buddy, you're gonna be ok-o-okay.” Medic then took over for Hero, both them and Henchman holding Sidekick while Hero rushed to the reception.

“H-help, st-sta-st-st-st….” Hero squeezed their eyes shut. The receptionist sighed, putting down their pen before looking up at Hero, “Stabbed?” Hero clenched their jaw, the word stuck on the tip of their tongue, “St…st…stabbed,” They sighed out, finally relieved to get one fucking word out.

“Alright, hun, I’ll need you to fill in this form and-”

“Nonono, ble-bleeding out, you-you ha-ha-have’t’ he-he-h…hel- he-hhh….-” Hero slammed his fist against the desk, growling in frustration. Henchman and Medic had luckily caught up, Henchman placed a gentle hand against Hero’s shoulder, “Hey, hey, want me to take over?” Hero blinked hard but nodded fast, taking a step back so Henchman could stand where Hero previously stood. 

“We have a 19 year old, stabbed around the ribs. Medic managed to stitch it up but it's still bleeding and Sidekick seems to be just about clinging onto consciousness-”

Hero carded their hand through Sidekick’s hair, whispering to them gently, “Y-you're gonna be okay, Sidekick.” Sidekick leaned into the touch weakly, their voice just audible, “Pro-promise?” A tear slowly rolled down Hero’s cheek, “Promise.”

---

THANKIE FOR READING <3

#THANK YOU SM FOR THE ASK SORRY IT TOOK SO LONG DYUHJDHKD #sidekick whump #sidekick whumpee #villain whumper #medic #hero #henchman #henchman caretaker #heros and villlains #caretaking #hospital #stabbed #medic caretaker #hero caretaker #whump #whump drabble #ask #answered #lee wrote something :o

[moonlightsmasquerade]

jumpscare

Quiet, calm, yet paranoid was Jonah Marshall. Sitting alone in the van for the second month without Adam since the incident. Terrified of being left behind, yet he had to leave his best friend to save himself. Breakdown after breakdown, Jonah went on investigations alone.

With a heavy heart he did so. Instability wracked his mentality as he went on. Encounter after encounter happened as he was fighting for his life once every day.

Alone is he. He can’t muster up the fight in him to do what he should have done when Adam was still here. Not anymore. He’s got alternate blood in him now that he dealt with the one on the side of the road.

Groaning, he covered half of his face with his hood. Attempting to stop that weird black substance from taking his place entirely. He knew he wouldn’t get his body back if it happened, so why let it? He fought for his life enough, now he has to fight for his body.

Shaking, Jonah bit down on his lip as he felt pain surging through his left side. Looking down at his hand and noticing a few eyes resting on the dark film covering him.

“ No. Nono– I’m not letting this happen– “ he hissed. Clawing at the seats, crying out for help. He knew nobody would help someone with alternate blood, yet it was worth a try. Begging for someone to come and save him from this hellish feeling. From his despair, his anger, his sadness… All emotions were harming him now.

Kicking at the seat ahead of him as he whined out. He felt sick and alone. Just like Adam wanted him to…

Right?

As he felt himself struggling to get his body under his own control again, he convulsed violently a few times before vomiting. More of that filmy black stuff…

“ … Oh God. “

Coughing, he tried his very best to rid himself of every bit of it. Nothing seemed to be working. It was only that stuff covering half his body. He felt disgusting.

He never wanted this to happen.

But he knew Adam did.

His hands shook as he held himself, trying to keep himself from screeching out in agony. Writhing in pain, he clung to the last bits of sanity held in his own. He felt disgusting for trusting anyone. Why would he ever trust that stupid creature? But he shouldn’t lie to himself, that “stupid creature” was the reason he’s alive now. His breath was heavy as he struggled to keep his composure.

Until he convulsed. Vomiting up whatever the fuck was left in his body. He hasn’t eaten in three days.

He was sick. Twisted, even. A horrible amalgamation of a human and not. His body ached.

Even if he tried to eat, it wouldn’t make him feel any better. It never worked.

Finally, someone stopped their car. They got out, and opened the door to the van.

That face was one he could remember.

Sarah lifted the boy out of the car, softly cradling him like a lost baby. Jonah instinctively clung to her, trembling as if he was slowly dying. It definitely felt and looked like he was, but he was more than alive.

She shushed his sobs, taking him into her car. She sighed as she started it, heading back to her brother’s old house.

Jonah knew he wasn’t going to live with her. She’s just going to help him and dump his ass back out on the street.

He already caused enough pain, what’s one issue with himself? Besides, he deserved it after what he tried to do years and years ago.

Sarah was afraid, in a way. She stopped at her old home, sighing as she opened the door and stepped out. She opened Jonah’s door too.

“I’m not doing this for you. I’m doing this for me,” She said, with a remarkably annoyed tone to her voice.

WHOUGH oh jonah

#dude your writings so good #this is neat #also always up for sarah n jonah underrated teamup #cw vomiting #cw vomit