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[justtwotired]

“Back the fuck off.”

Summary: you and Regulus recently broke up over stupid teenage reasons. It was a really bad fight and you two haven't spoken since, though both regret your actions. At a Gryffindor house party, he spots you kissing Mathew smith, the Gryffindor seeker, who Regulus absolutely despises.

Pairing: Regulus Black x Gryffindor!reader

Warnings: swearing, kissing, fighting, a bit of sexual assault.

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Regulus stands at the drinks table with Barty as they are being pure Slytherins looking around with judging and cold looks. Neither of them wanted to come to said party, but Evan -who was currently participating in a round of beer pong- insisted they went.

His eyes travel the crowd and he spots them, making him narrow his eyes. He knew she was doing it to spite him, he knew even she hated Smith, but there she was, sticking her tongue down his throat.

"Ohh, she is playing with fire." Barty seemed to start enjoying the party the moment he followed Regulus gaze. "Shut the hell up." Regulus head snapped towards him and then his eyes traveled back to the girl and that stupid idiot she was kissing.

His hands where slowly starting to roam under her clothes and that's when he couldn't take it anymore and pushed himself of the table making his way towards them.

- 15 minutes earlier -

"They are absolute morons." Y/n shook her head as she watched Sirius and James jump of the table they'd just been dancing on. "Tell me about it." Remus rolled his eyes.

She took a sip of her drink as she watched the boys make their way over to them. "Oh, their coming pretend you don't know them." Peter said and they all quickly avoided eye contact with the two boys. "Oh haha, you're so funny." Sirius said sarcastically.

His eyes fell on Y/n and they narrowed. "Boring again, I see." He said as he eyed the glass with clear liquid in her hands. "But thinking about it, I could use some water," he took it out of her hands and a horrified expression formed on her face.

"Sirius no wait-" but she was to late and he took a sip and moments later spit it out, coughing. "Y/n, you absolutely menace to society." He said handing the glass back to her.

"Are you alright, pads?" James asked laughing. "I am, but she isn't, what psychopath just casually sips straight vodka." He grimaces and James' eyebrows race.

"What? It's good, you're all just over dramatic." She said taking another sip, making Peter chuckle a bit, as he himself had made that same mistake before.

They all looked up at the sound of the portrait swinging open and watched an excited Evan and annoyed Barty and Regulus walk into the common room.

Y/n rolled her eyes, and then they landed on someone and a smirk formed onto her face. "Y/n, no." Remus said and she looked at him. "What do you mean no?" She asked.

"Regulus just walked in and your wearing that smirk? Whatever your planning, no." He said and she rolled her eyes and giggled. "It's just a bit of fun." She said, standing up to leave the couch and pushing the glass into Sirius' hands.

"Here, you can have that." She says and he looks at it in disgust. "No thanks." And puts it down.

"Smith, hey." She greats the seeker and he turned to her. "Y/n, looking ravishing as always." He said with a shit eating grin as he looked her up and down and stopped at her chest.

She would slap him in the face if it wasn't for her plan just unfolding:

Make Regulus as jealous as possible.

"I can say the same about you." She said, her words slightly slurring. Smith took a step closer, snaking an arm around her waist. Everyone in Hogwarts who had a brain knew he had liked her since fourth year, which was one of the reasons Regulus despised him, but also the other way around.

Everyone in Hogwarts with a brain also knew Smith was an actual, selfish, prick. He had a reputation of cheating, one girl even claimed he had cornered her once, but no one knew if it was true, as she had a reputation of lying.

"I heard your single now." He grinned as he pulled her closer, his breath smelled like alcohol. "It was such a shame you where with... him." He sounded disgusted at the last words.

She let out a sarcastic laugh, starting to maybe regret her decision a little bit... but only a little.

"Well, that's over now... sooo." She trailed her finger passed his white button up. She looked up at him and he smashed his lips against hers, she pulled him closer, deepening the kiss.

Her eyes fluttered open to look around the room and they landed on Regulus who wasn't looking at her as his eyes traveled around the room, but she could see them slowly make their way over to them and she closed her eyes again as Smith tongue slipped into her mouth.

They broke apart for a moment before they kissed again and slowly his hands started to travel, one slipping into her skirt and the other under her top.

His lips detached from hers and made their way to her neck and then he whispered in her ears. "Seeing such a beautiful girl like you with a Slytherin. Tsk, I'll show you what it's like to be with a real guy." He whispered before going back to kissing her neck and his hand suddenly slipped into her panty's.

She was taken by surprise but before she could do anything about it, someone else did.

Regulus had made his way trough the crowd, pushing people aside and watching as Smith went further into her skirt and kissing her neck, it made his blood boil.

"Back the fuck off." He said and Smith looked up and grinned, taking his hand out of her skirt, and Regulus almost thought she looked relieved.

They made eyes contact and he narrowed his eyes at her. "What do you want." She said, obviously with alcohol in her system. "Indeed, what do you want?" Smith asked as he put and arm around her waste and his finger tips rested under the band of her skirt.

"I want you, to get your filthy hands of her." Regulus said with a threatening tone. "And why would I do that? Such a pretty girl, and she isn't yours anymore? I wouldn't even have cared is she still was, I had plans anyway." He laughed dryly and Y/n looked rather horrified as she questioned if that would have been against her will.

"Leave her alone." Regulus demanded and Smith smirked. "And why would I do that, she seemed to be rather enjoying me."

Suddenly, Y/n started to really regret her decision, and grabbed his wrist to stop him from going any further. "What is it baby, you don't like it?" He asked and she sighed and squeezed her eyes shut.

"Stop, I want you to stop." She told him and he huffed. "You don't tell me when to stop." He said and pulled the hand on his wrist away with his other hand.

She knew she had gotten herself in this situation, it was her own fault, but now she really wanted to get out. Suddenly he let go of her and Y/n hadn't processed the sickening crack.

Regulus had punched him right in the nose and blood was rapidly streaming out. His grey eyes fell on Y/n who stared shocked.

He grabbed her arm and then dragged her out of the common room and eventually stopped in a hallway.

"What is wrong with you?" He asked angrily. "Do you know how much worse that could have been?" He asked, he was furious as he turned his back to her.

"Honestly, Y/n that was such a stupid move! And for what? Making me jealous? Well it worked, happy now?" He turned to her as he yelled, but stopped as he watched her.

Her hands where shaking and tears streamed down her face. His features softened as he walked towards her and took her hands in his, placing a soft kiss on each of them.

"It's alright." He whispered to her and she shook her head. "No, no it's not, I'm so sorry, it was a stupid move. I didn't think it trough." She said as more tears streamed down her face and she sniffed as her nose was now full and starting to run.

He wiped away the tears with his sleeve and kissed her on the forehead. "It's alright, Ma Cherie." He whispered as he hugged her. "Come, you need to get some sleep." He said and then led her over to the Slytherin dorms.

She was sitting on his bed as Regulus took a T-shirt and sweatpants out of his closet. He hands rested on her top and then looked at her. "May I help you here?" He asked and she nodded.

"Use your words, darling." He said softly, he always requested she used words when asking for her permission to do things like this, as he didn't want her to regret later.

"Yes." She croaked out and he slowly lifted it over her head and helped her pull the clean shirt over her head. He did the same with the pants and then tucked her into his bed.

He changed out of his clothes to, and joined her, pulling her into him and kissing her forehead. "I love you, my little dove." He said and she murmured something along the lines of "I love you too." Back before falling asleep.

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Fall For Me (Poly! Sleep Token x Fem! Reader) - Part I

Well, it happened... After trying to evade the hype for so long they finally got me 😂😂 This story has had me in a chokehold (haha, get it?) since I started toying around with the idea of it. Hopefully you guys enjoy it, let me know if you'd like to be added to the tag list for future chapters and/or Sleep Token one shots!

WARNINGS: None

Part II

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You sat with your feet propped up on the counter, one of the magazines you had yet to sell spread open on your lap. "Be fashion forward this fall." You read out loud to the empty store in a mocking tone as your eyes grazed over the pictures of chunky sweaters, jeans, and boring, brown leather boots. The bell over the door jingled as a customer entered the store, your eyes darted up, expecting one of your regulars. You were met with the sight of someone in a black sweatshirt with the hood pulled up over their head. 'Great,' you thought to yourself, 'just when I thought I was going to have an easy evening.' You watched the man carefully, waiting to see what exactly he was going to stick in his pockets. Now, you normally turn a blind eye to shoplifters up to a certain extent, everyone deserves to have something to eat. But, being an independently owned store you could only take so much of a loss on your inventory. To your surprise, the man didn't pick up a single item. He took his time looking over the contents of each shelf, his hands never leaving his sweatshirt pocket. "Can I help you find anything, sir?" His head turned slightly in your direction, but not enough for you to see his face.

"What time do you close?" You were caught off guard by his British accent, it was an uncommon occurrence to get outsiders in your small backwoods town.

"Eight o'clock." He nods his thanks and hurriedly exits your store, almost bumping into one of your regulars on the way out.

"Everything alright?" He asks as the strange visitor leaves your store.

"Do you know him?" You ask quietly, as if he would somehow be able to overhear you despite having rounded the corner of the building already.

"Yeah, he's one of those… those cultists that set up shop in the woods." He explains. You were a bit shocked at the realization. You had been seeing headlines in the local newspaper for months as curiosity rose around the small group of men that had built a few Cabins on the very edge of town. Reporters didn't dare venture into their camp for an interview, but that didn't stop them from snapping a few pictures from the safety of the treeline. Four cabins sat at each corner of a small clearing, a large fire pit dominated the center. From what you could make out they seemed to have some sort of root cellar and a lackluster garden, which would explain why you hadn't seen any of them in person until this afternoon. "You be careful, (Y/N). Freaks like that might just try to sacrifice you to some goat demon they worship." He warns. You can't help but roll your eyes at the outlandish statement.

"Mark, those boys haven't done a single thing to bother anyone since they got here. They've been out there for months, if they were going to take someone they would've done it by now." You argue.

He chuckles, "Trust me darlin', I hope you're right. But until then me and a lot of other folks around here plan on keeping a close eye on them. You'd do best to stay away from them."

"You think I can't take care of myself?" You challenge, raising an eyebrow at him.

"Now, Miss (Y/N), you and I both know you'd beat my ass to next Sunday if that's what I was implying." The two of you shared a laugh. "I just don't want something bad to happen, that's all. These strange men show up out of nowhere one day and no one knows where they came from, hell none of us have ever seen their faces. They all wear these black masks, least that's what the reports are saying. You can never be too cautious."

"I'll take my chances." You smile politely in an attempt to get him off his soap box. "Now, I take it you're here for your pack of Marlboros."

"Yes ma'am, and an extra one for Donnie if you don't mind." He responds with a nod as he fumbles for his wallet in his back pocket.

"You got it boss." The rest of your evening was spent rather uneventfully, save for the fact that you would practically jump out of your chair every time the door opened. You glanced up at the clock, there was about twenty minutes left until you closed. "Maybe he decided to not come back." You shrug. Moments later an old, beat up pick up truck rumbled into the parking lot. You watched as the driver got out, his head dipped low to hide his face in the hood of his black sweatshirt. He pushes through the door, the jingle of the bell the only sound to cut through the tense silence. "Welcome back." You tried to sound friendly despite your unease. He nods at you in response, not saying a single word as he makes his way quickly and directly to everything he needs. He approaches the counter, unloading his arm load of supplies before taking a step back. "You got a name to go with those big, broad shoulders of yours?" You ask in a bit of a teasing tone, trying to do what you could to lighten the mood. He remained silent, despite the fact you couldn't see his face you couldn't escape the feeling of his piercing gaze. You opened a bag, carefully organizing his contents inside. "$18.75, sir." He slaps a twenty dollar bill on the counter, not even waiting for his change as he grabs his bag and flits out the door. You watched as he drove off, not sure exactly what you were supposed to make of that interaction. You had a similar occurrence every day for almost a week. He would come in, grab an armful of groceries, put down his money, and he left. You would try and greet him whenever he would come in your store, it was always met with a curt nod.

"Vessel." You froze as he finally spoke up. You looked up, your eyes met with 6 slits on an odd looking mask. "You can call me Vessel." You couldn't think of how to respond at first. He had barely acknowledged your existence before tonight, what had changed?

"Vessel… (Y/N)." You stick out your hand to shake his. "It's nice to finally meet you." You smile as his hands clap into yours.

"You're different from the other people we've run into from town." He remarks.

"The reporters?"

"Some of them, a few others we just happened to cross paths with." You could feel him studying you. "You don't seem scared."

"Vessel, you've been coming in here for over a week now. If you were going to try and hurt me you would've done it by now." You notice the corner of his mouth quirk up in a smile.

"I guess you have a point." He chuckles. You finish scanning his items and give him his total. He places the money down on the counter and picks up his bag.

"How come you never take your change?" You ask as he's almost out the door.

"I know you run this place by yourself, think of it as me tipping a small business." He flashes a brief, brilliant smile at you. You try to hide your shy smile by fixing up your register. "Oh, and (Y/N)?" You glance back up at him. "It's nice to finally meet you too."

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[ivesambrose]

Rest of 2023 Forecast 🎐

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Just like that, it's already autumn 🍁

How was everyone's year so far?

Mine was rather eventful towards the later half.

But let's take a look into what the closing messages of 2023 are for you 🩵

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Picture 1

Realizing that you want to do and achieve certain things for yourself and not because someone expects way too much from you and you have to somehow gain their validation. However, you'll also come across people who inspire creativity in you and encourage you to step into your power, be more assertive without the fear of standing out.

Whatever labour you put in around this time will have it's turn out by next year. Stay patient, it will be rewarded.

You'll slowly see fortune turn in your favor, there might be sudden changes that push you to walk away from a certain place or situation but you'll be happy to do so. It's likely you were waiting for it for the most part of thr year and it's happening now.

Some of you might also hit the lottery, win a jackpot, receive unexpected money through your business, work or just randomly have it come to you.

You'll be making plans for the next year to venture out, manifest important connections, make travel plans etc you'll be looking forward to having fun and admist all the fun you'll see situations that earlier were out of control or stagnant, fall into place for you.

Be wary of certain manipulative people who seem all talk no show, they're just trying to dupe you into something. Trust your intuition here.

If you have a business or working on launching one, you'll find the right people and see a lot of growth. Have faith in your abilities.

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Initially I see you being conflicted with something, being unable to decide with the number of options in front of you. You might also be picturing the possible ways certain things can or will play out in your life and trying to stick to the best case scenario. Eventually, you'll be able to focus. You just require some discipline.

You may also be unable to see the progress you've made so far or are making but it'll suddenly occur to you that you've indeed climbed to the top of the ladder and overcame a lot of obstacles, you're almost there, so it's best to simply enjoy the process and the journey since success is imminent if you don't stop.

There's a possible union with someone special or even celebration with your friends. Gifts being exchanged and a lot of financial prosperity coming your way.

I see by the end of this year you'll be feeling lavish and happy since something significant came through somehow.

I heard the words, "seems I'm lucky after all!"

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It may have been a tumultuous year so far, good news is thar youre finally finding your center. Body and mind in sync, slowing down and offering a better perspective of things.

For a lot of you, I see that you had been struggling with your health a lot both physical and mental, you'll be seeing considerable progress. You might start getting into exercise again, likely lower intensity ones, it will give you better benefits as well as put you in a meditative state.

Your true glow up starts now. Instead of pushing yourself to break and grind in order get something you'll simply allow yourself to receive. You might feel creative and want to get back to the arts be in sketching, keeping an art book, makeup, even cooking or fashion/fashion design. You'll be feeling more beautiful inside and out.

You'll be excited to welcome the new year, a new chapter of your life is beginning. You'll be feeling more energised and hopeful. Attend more events, celebrate with friends, make new ones, travel etc

You have a lot of intellect and wisdom, there's a power in your words as well as your voice, you'll be influencing the right people who'd want to be around you or know you personally. Have discernment when letting anyone in, eitherway the right ones will stay and add value to your life.

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[writing-in-the-impala]

Secret Smokes (Part 4)

Pairing: Teacher! Remus Lupin x Reader

Series Summary: When the reader bumps into the new DADA professor on the bridge in Hogwarts she begins to build a friendship with him all thanks to their shared feeling of not belonging and love for muggle cigarettes. Their friendship blooms while they both fight internal battles deciding what is wrong and what is right leading to a lot of fluff, angst, flirting and a rollercoaster of emotions.

Warnings: Swearing, Drinking, teacher-student relationship (but like it’s all legal chill), SLOWburn we’re in for a long ride

Word Count: 3307

A/N: I know I always say I love you all, but I am blown away by all your support on each chapter. Comments are appreciated I love hearing your thoughts, it helps guide me in what direction to take the story! Anyway get ready we're starting to get a bit angsty in this chapter....

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Over the weekend you and the twins did manage to go to Hogsmeade you didn't really need anything for your prank but it was nice to get out of Hogwarts for a bit. You walked around and browsed the shops, making a stop at Honeydukes for some tiny black pepper imps, fragile sugar-spun quills and exploding bonbons. The twins assured you all of this would be useful for future pranks. Before heading back to the castle Fred suggested a quick stop at the Three Broom Sticks and all of you thought it was a great idea. You sat down at a corner table that you loved as it gave you a view of the whole place, you could gossip about all the people there especially teachers. After ordering your drinks you saw a familiar face walk in "Guys looks it's Lupin with the library lady." Fred mentioned.

"Irma Pince?" You questioned maybe slightly too loudly as you watched them walk in, at this moment Lupin's eyes met yours and he gave you a gentle, distant, smile to acknowledge your presence. He held the door for her like a gentleman, pulled the chair out for her before sitting down, very old fashioned you thought. Your eyes didn't leave them until George began to speak again.

"Do you think they're on a date?" George asked.

"Surely not." You answered too quickly.

"What if they know about our prank." You whispered.

"Even if they did why would they out of all people meet here just them to discuss it." George questioned you.

"Maybe Lupin found out and he wants to warn her." You tried to think of any reason apart form a date why he would bring her here.

"Find out from who? There's no chance. It's definitely a date." Fred stated.

"Y/N is just jealous." George stated.

"Who doesn't have the hots for Lupin? We're all jealous." Fred said jokingly.

Your eyes were glued to the pair as Lupin ordered a drink for the two of them, your eyes once again met his and you immediately diverted your gaze to the glass in front of you. "I think we should make the prank bigger." You blurted out.

"Now you're talking. What are you thinking?" Fred asked.

"I don't know, we hex the whole library somehow make everyone who entered there regret it." You didn't know where this sudden hate and anger towards the library came from but the twins enjoyed scheming and you began devising a plan to make it a better, bigger prank. You kept gazing towards Lupin throughout the conversation watching his interaction, he seemed happy, they spent the whole time chatting or maybe discussing. He was dressed more casually then usual, in a shirt and sweater over it but he didn't looks like he dressed up just like he wanted to be more comfortable, you hated yourself for analysing him so much but you struggled to look away. When you were leaving you didn't notice him looking at you the same way and thinking the same thoughts about you.

The weekend ended a bit too quickly and you were back to sitting in classrooms all day waiting for the day to finish, you nearly forgot about your extra DADA lesson in the afternoon but Lupin sent you an owl during breakfast with a reminder. You made your way to his class after a very boring positions lesson with conflicted feelings, you didn't want to do extra lessons but at least it was with him. You knocked on the door gently and heard a soft "come in" from inside. All the desks were already moved against the wall leaving a large open space, Lupin was sitting at his desk at the front of the room grading some papers it seemed he greeted you with a warm smile. "Glad to see you didn't bail Miss L/N."

"I would've forgotten if it wasn't for your owl if I'm being honest." You admitted.

"How was your weekend?" Lupin asked politely. "Uneventful, it went by quicker than expected. Yours?" Lupin sorted the stack of papers he had putting it to the side. "Mine was pleasant, I had a meeting with Irma Pince I'm trying to get more muggle books introduced into the library taking, inspiration from you actually, I think not only will it help muggle born students feel more at home I think it'll be good for everyone to have some diversity." Great so you caused them to have a date, you thought to yourself.... Or maybe it wasn't a date at all just a professional meeting. "And how's that going?" You asked. "Horribly, she's a stubborn old woman stuck in her ways. But I think with a little more convincing I might succeed. We'll see." He said honestly.

"So how does this work? Do you give me spells to practice I do them and then that's it?" You wanted to change the topic. "I thought we'd focus on your weaknesses," Lupin stood up and walked in front of the desk leaning on it. His tie was loose and the top two buttons of his shirt were undone. "I am aware that the practical side is a weakness of yours now two core thing I want to cover with you before Christmas is your Patronus charm and your defensive spells, starting with the latter." 

Lupin began by turning on the record player with music he then began teaching you the hand movements and starting to talk to you about posture and how you should be acting during casting these spells, at moments he got quite close to you even once holding your arm from behind to help you figure out the movement, the feeling of his chest pressed against your back and his arm on your hand send shivers through you making you feel a bit hot and bothered. By the end of your hour with Lupin you wanted to stay in the room keep going because you were enjoying yourself and the fun dynamic. He was gentle and helpful and really cared about helping you. He expressed that these spells aren't just for your exams but rather to protect you navigating the wizarding world. After the hour was up you thanked Lupin for the lesson and left the room with a quick "see you later."

After dinner you headed straight for the bridge to meet Lupin, he wasn't there when you arrived and you began to think he won't show today but he did walking up with his hand in his trouser pockets and a soft look on his face. "You know Y/N you don't have to come here to meet me everyday especially after I've just forced you to spend some of your evening with my in my classroom." He stood next to you leaning over the side but looking at you, not lighting a cigarette. "You make it sound like it's torture to spend time with you profesor." He laughed at your comment. "Besides this isn't like spending time with a teacher this is Lupin not the same guy who teaches DADA." You continued. "How so? What's the big difference?" He pushed.

"Well this guy encourages bad behaviour, he's a good laugh, he encouraged me to actually care about school." You began. "That last one sounds like something a teacher would do." Lupin interrupted.

"That's true, but it's different. Can I tell you something honestly?" You asked vulnerable and Lupin gave you a go on nod. "I see you, as in you who I meet right here as someone I can trust and call a good friend. I feel like your someone I can really trust in, don't get me wrong I have friends but I feel like you understand me in a different way, you understand everything I struggled with over the last few years at Hogwarts the isolation, the-"

"Y/N..." Lupin interrupted. "Sorry I got a bit too deep, I probably shouldn't have said anything." You said in embarrassment. "No Y/N, I appreciate every word. And I appreciate your honesty, if we're both being honest right now I agree completely. It's my first time teaching here and it's weird all my old teachers are now my colleagues and now I'm the old guy do you know how soul crushing that is? I felt so alone moving here all my friends have turned into people I can only see on weekends as I'm stuck on school grounds. But you were someone who decided to speak to me like a human not like a profesor or like a past student and it was so refreshing. Although I don't think I've ever smoked this much in my life." He laughed to himself. "We're both losers." You replied laughing. "What are your friends like?" You asked honestly. Lupin began telling you about Harry's parents and about Sirius Black and how they were school friends and now they're the most important people in his life. He talked openly about missing them but knowing that working at Hogwarts had given him opportunities he wouldn't have had anywhere else. Around 10pm Lupin checked his watch and realised he's kept you up with his stories past curfew, this was the moment you realised you had a prank to pull so you said goodbye to Lupin and made your way back to see the twins.

The twins were both sitting in the common room on one of the sofas as soon as you walked in they both jumped up. "We've been waiting for you." They said in unison. "You need to stop flirting with boys all night we have work to do Y/N." Fred stated. "Everything is ready we've got Harry's invisibility cloak we just need the map." George reached his arm out and you handed him the map. Around midnight you set off towards the library, once you were inside it was completely empty it was pretty cool to be there in the middle of the night, you straight away began jinxing the books it took a while to do all of them but thinking of new ways you can jinx each book made it a little bit more fun. You were maybe making a bit too much noise as you noticed on the map Filch was walking towards you. The three of you quickly jumped under the cloak of invisibility and went left the library, Filch ran past you and went into the library "Students out of bed." He shouted as he ran into the library but then he saw no one you wanted to laugh but you kept silent as you began to walk back to the Gryffindor dorm rooms. You heard Filch's voice complaining out loud behind you approaching you as your turned the corner, you were moving very slowly as you were trying to stay completely covered as you walked down the corridor. "What's wrong Filch?" You heard a familiar voice coming towards you from the opposite direction.

"Students out of bed profesor, they're hiding in the library." Filch said standing right next to you. Now Lupin was standing so close that if you breathed to loudly you were sure he'd hear. The three of you froze the twins shut their eyes probably to avoid laughing you stood there watching. "Now Filch why would students sneak around at this time of night to go to the library?" Lupin asked amused, it felt like he could see right through the cloak of invisibility.

"I could hear their voices." Filch replied.

"Okay." He looked right where you were standing almost making eye contact with you. "Let go check Filch come on." He said and they walked away from you and you felt like you could finally breathe, you ah the twins practically ran back to the dorm as sons as they were out of sight. When you returned, you began laughing about how you nearly got caught thankful that you didn't.

The next day at lunchtime is when the announcement came about your prank profesor McGonagall was the one to break the news "it has come to our attention that last night a group of students decided to jinx the library, now if anyone knows any information about this we urge you to come forwards..." she began her speech. Throughout the whole speech it felt like Lupin was staring at you and the twins. "Do you think he knows?" You asked them on your way out the hall.

"How could he?" George began. "We were under the cloak the whole time there's no way." Fred finished. You went on with your day and luckily no one knew it was you and the twins who pulled off the prank, every teacher would remind the class after the lesson that the library is closed and to come forward with any information during your DADA lesson you felt like Lupin was acting a bit different you didn't know if your conversation with him last night caused it or if he knew about the prank. During his own speech about how the library is closed it felt like his eyes were glued to you, you were confident he knew somehow. That evening he didn't show up to the bridge, you checked a marauders map and he wasn't in Hogwarts at all you felt wrong checking the map but you wanted to know if he went to the bridge after you left.

The next day after your lessons you had your DADA extra session, you went to the class like last time and just as before when you entered the tables were all moved to the side of the classroom. Lupin was sitting behind his desk as before and looked up to you to greet you "Good afternoon Y/N." He simply said.

"Afternoon Professor." You replied he was wearing his shirt properly buttoned up and his tie all the way up a lot more profesional looking than last time. "Today we'll be working on counter-jinxes as I believe you've already mastered jinxes let's see if you can counter them." He stated pulling out a pile of books onto the table, books from the library... "Luckily we have a lot of jinxed books that some students gracefully prepared for us." He handed you the pile of books. "So you want me to remove the jinxes this feels more like detention than tutoring." You felt annoyed at how he was treating you suddenly. "Why would you get detention unless you were the one who jinxed these books, no I don't want you to remove those jinxes I want you to open the books and use a counter jinx to protect yourself from whatever the books have to offer."

"But how am I meant to do that? I don't even know what will come out of them." You were scared of some of the things that the twins may have made the books do. "That's the point, that's the challenge." Lupin said. "You're not making this easy when I have no idea what to do, all I know is how to remove the jinx all together." You stayed in annoyance. He took a book, opened it and preformed a counter-jinx. "See that easy, now imagine you're in the library and you open a book a jinx comes out how do you defend yourself." He hands you a book and you look at it, it's one that you had jinxed so you knew what to expect and knew what spell to preform. Lupin seemed shocked at how well you did he probably wanted you to fail. "Not many people can think of a specific counter jinx before seeing what the book is jinxed with you know." He said simply. "I'm a faster learner." You replied and Lupin handed you a book on Herbology. "Very well, again." This one you didn't know the jinx so you opened the book slowly but you still didn't manage to use the correct counter jinx and you got completely covered in dirt and leaves. Lupin couldn't hold in his laugh at your state and you laughed along with him. "Okay now the first thing you need to know about counter jinxes-"

"Hold on you just wanted me to get jinxed before you began to teach me?" You questioned. "If you're going to jinx a book at least be able to protect yourself from it." He winked at you after saying it. "I didn't jinx this book." You began to wipe all the dirt off your face and Lupin handed you a tissue. "No but you jinxed that one." He pointed to the first book you opened. "You can't possibly know that."

"All I want to know is why Y/N? Because the way I see it is I tell you I'm trying to get muggle books into the library and that very night you and the Weasley twins go in and jinx every single book. No don't deny it, I was already sure that I sensed you there, and with how you knew what was in that book you provided it. Now believe me I appreciate the commitment to getting every, single, book. However I was doing something to try and help you and instead you decided to completely jeopardise it. If Pince ever finds out you were part of the efforts there will never be a muggle book allowed in the school even less so the library do you understand?" You had never seen Lupin so annoyed.

"Profesor, I'm sorry. I truly am, I don't know if it'll make you feel any better but this had nothing to do with you or Pince. I didn't even consider how this would affect you we just thought it would be funny and a great first prank of the year. We had this planned before, when we saw you in the pub with Pince we thought you had somehow found out and you were warning her and then we decided you couldn't know and that you guys are on a date" Lupin nearly chocked on the cup of tea he was drinking when you said the last part. "Me and her? On a date? Look I've made some odd romantic choices in life but I have some level of standards. Thank you for your apology Y/N, I may have taken it a bit personally especially after our conversation on Monday night, now let's begin before we spend the whole hour talking. So to perform a counter jinx..." There was no more mention of your prank and no more mention of anything personal profesor Lupin mode was on and he was back into teaching you still shared a few moments of laughing and a few jokes especially when you were victim to jinxed books but apart from that it was purely professional. When the lesson finished Lupin informed you that he is cancelling Fridays session as he will be away over the next few days he apologised and you simply replied with, "so no smokes on the bridge?" His facial expression became soft and he gave you a smile. "Unfortunately you'll have to wait until I'm back dear." He winked and then looked mortified with his own words as he opened the door for you it was as if he said that last word by accident he quickly continued with. "Have a lovely rest of the evening Y/N." and that was the last time you saw him for a few days, it was because of the full moon. You had already figured out after the first few months that whenever the full moon was approaching he wouldn't come to the bridge and then after the full moon he would get Snape to cover his lessons. You should've known straight away when he said he sensed you it meant he could smell you or even hear you from a distance that's why he knew that it was you hidden under the cloak of invisibility.

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can I ask for prefect oc giving reward for his vice prefect/gf (any female idol you want, but I want Jihan if you could) due to their excellent performance keeping the school free from problems

(Btw, the reward is very naughty with ends with something white inside her nether region)

Weeekly Jihan - Teacher's Pet

Hope you enjoy anon Weeekly Jihan x m!reader —————————————————————————- "No running in the halls! Two feet between you at all times. No PDA! You there — I said slowdown!"

Her voice rang out through the halls and could be heard from almost anywhere in the building. It was music to your ears, your favorite student keeping all the misfits in line. Sadly for you, that would soon be coming to an end. Jihan was in her last year of Highschool, and pretty soon, she would be moving on. Jihan was the school's prefect and was the one to greet you when you first arrived. You didn't want her to go. The thought of her not being there next year made you depressed, but there was nothing you could do. You just had to make sure that wherever she went, she would never forget you.

Now standing in your classroom door, you called her over.

"Jihan! Come here for a sec!"

She turned to face you and smiled. Jihan had such a beautiful smile that made your heart melt every time you were graced by its presence.

"Good morning sir. What did you need?"

Being called sir still felt a little strange. You were only a year older than her and even held the role of prefect at your school the year prior. You weren't sure if being teacher's assistant was really worthy of such an honorific, but you liked hearing it all the same.

"I need you to stop by my room at the end of the day. I have a class now in a few minutes, but I have a sort of going away present for you. Make sure you come alone, I didn't get one for anyone else and I don't want to get in trouble for giving you special treatment."

"Yes, of course! Thank you sir. I'm really looking forward to it!"

"It's my pleasure, believe me. I'll see you at the end of the day."

"See you then!"

With that, Jihan headed down the hall to whatever class she had now. You couldn't help but watch as she walked away. Her ass was so plump and round, bouncing with each step. You wished you could reach out, grab her by the hips, pull her onto your desk and fuck her brains out In front of everyone. She'd probably be even more into it than you, getting the chance to show everyone she really was your favorite. However, if everything went to plan, it wouldn't be long until you had your chance.

RING RING

The bell rang out to signal the end of the day. Students began to pour out of the classrooms and into the hallways. The sounds of loud voices and slamming lockers filled the building. After a few minutes you heard a quiet knock at your door.

"Come in!" You yelled out at the sound of it opening.

"Hey, it's me, I'm here like you asked." Jihan spoke softly, closing the door behind her.

"I'm so glad you could make it. Come take a seat."

You smiled and pointed to a chair right in front of your desk.

"So, before I give you your gift, I want to hear your plans for after high school. I'm curious to see where you're going."

"Well, I'm planning to go to the same college that my dad went to, it's a good one with a good scholarship program, so it should be cheap enough for me."

"That's great! Are you planning on dorming or are you living at home?"

"I'll be staying at home. The school is only about a 45 minute drive from my house. It will be a little annoying to have to drive every day, but it will be so much cheaper I think I'll manage just fine."

"Oh so you'll be sticking around? Well I really am glad to hear that."

Jihan flashed that smile you loved so much.

"Now, for your gift."

You handed her a small baby blue box with red tissue paper peeking out the sides.

"Thank you so much! The box is so pretty! Can I open it now?"

"Yes of course! I'd be terribly disappointed if you didn't."

She opened the box and peered inside. A black strapless crop top with a matching pleated skirt. She held up the top to get a better look. You could tell from the expression on her face that she genuinely loved it.

"Oh my god it's so cute! Thank you so much! You really didn't have to get me all this though, it seems like too much."

"You're my favorite student, and I'm going to miss having you around. When I arrived here in January, you made my life so much easier. Plus you did such a great job keeping the school running well. So, I wanted to do something nice for you. Truthfully though, it wasn't entirely for unselfish reasons. Why don't you try it on and see if it fits ok?"

"Here, right now!?" Jihan's face went beet red.

"I'd love to see how it looks on you."

She looked around the room and then back at the clothes.

"I suppose... Just don't laugh. Promise me."

"Of course, I wouldn't dare."

"Ok, turn around so I can change."

You turned your back to Jihan and walked over to lock the door. You waited there patiently until you heard the sound of clothes rustling and her footsteps coming toward you.

"Ok, it's on."

You turned back around and couldn't help but stare. It fit perfectly. She was stunning.

"What do you think?"

"I think... I've never seen something so beautiful"

Jihan giggled and you could see her cheeks turning red once again.

You grabbed her and pulled her close to you.

"You really are the most beautiful thing I've ever seen. I've been trying to hold myself back, but I can't do it any longer."

You kissed her, deeply and passionately. Your hands roamed her body, grabbing and touching every inch of her that you could reach.

"Mmmmph! Ah! Sir!"

You picked her up and carried her to your desk, making sure to give her plump cheeks a proper squeeze on the way. You laid her on her back and slowly pulled the skirt you had just given her back off, revealing the sexiest pair of panties that were already stained by her juices.

"What kind of dirty girl wears panties like this to school? Were you hoping for something like this today?"

You had to take a second to admire the sight of her, lying in her underwear, waiting for you to take her. Her beautifully toned midriff on full display just begging for your attention. You walked around the desk to her side and reached your hand into her panties, feeling the soaking warmth of her folds. You took the opportunity to give that midriff the love it deserved, slowly running your tongue from her belly button to the bottom of her top. You could feel her shiver as she let out a moan, her desperation getting stronger.

You slipped two fingers into her entrance while sucking on her belly button. You curled your fingers in a "come here" motion, hitting that special spot deep within her. She gasped loudly and dug her fingers into your arm. You could feel the heat and wetness in her panties intensifying. She was so close. You could feel her tightening and her legs beginning to shake. Just a little more, and she would be putty in your hands. You kept the pace, continuing to leave kisses on her perfect tummy, while slamming into her g spot again and again. Her juices dripping down your hand.

"I'm, oh my god. Oh god I'm so close. I'm gonna cum."

"Then cum for me, let it all out."

A few more thrusts and she was done. Her juices coated your arm, your desk and the floor below. She was panting heavily and her whole body was shaking. She laid there, briefly unable to move.

"Wow, I, I'm sorry, that's never happened to me when I do it myself. I didn't expect it to feel that good." Jihan said, still panting.

"If you can still form a sentence, then clearly, we aren't finished yet."

You pulled her off the desk and bent her over. Pulling down those soaked panties and exposing her gorgeous ass. You gave her left cheek a light smack before pulling down your own pants. Your cock sprang free and stood at attention, fully erect and ready to ravage her. You lined your head up with her entrance and pushed your way in. Her tight cunt squeezed your member.

"Ah, mmmgh, yes, fuck me."

Her voice was strained. Her moans and grunts filled the room. Her ass bounced with each thrust and her legs were shaking. Her knees were threatening to give out, but you weren't done with her just yet. She had been holding back this whole time.

"I want to hear you scream, Jihan. Tell the whole school what's happening. Scream."

"Yes! Oh god yes!"

You grabbed her by the hips and rammed yourself into her. Her juices flowing freely down her legs. Her pussy squeezing and sucking on your cock. The walls of the classroom seemed to shake with the force of your thrusts. Jihan screamed and cried out. Her legs finally giving way and leaving her suspended by your strength alone.

"Don't stop! I'm cumming again!"

"I'm close too, so cum with me. Let me hear you."

Your thrusts became more erratic. Her voice grew louder, the sounds of her moans and screams echoing in your mind. With one final thrust, you slammed into her deepest part. You released yourself, coating her walls with your seed. Jihan's whole body tensed, and she screamed as she came for the second time. You both stayed like that, for a couple of minutes, panting and recovering. You were the first to speak.

"Are you ok, Jihan?"

"Yeah, just a little sore."

"Do you want to sit down for a bit?"

"Please."

You sat on the edge of your desk and pulled her down into your lap. She leaned back against your chest and put her head under your chin. You wrapped your arms around her and held her tight.

"You know as much as I love that top on you, It's really about time it came off."

You pulled the shirt off of her and tossed it aside. Your hands finding their way to her breasts. They were soft and supple, and fit perfectly in your hands.

"God you're so beautiful." You whispered softly in her ear.

She let out a soft moan and melted into your touch. You continued to caress her perfect tits. Rolling her nipples between your fingers and kissing her neck. She squirmed and moaned in your lap.

"That's a good girl. Tell me what you want."

"I'm ready to go again sir."

"I don't think you're gonna be able to refer to me as sir anymore after today."

"But you're the teacher."

"Doesn't mean you can't call me sir while we fuck. I love the idea of being called sir while I'm fucking a student, especially one as cute as you."

"Yes sir."

You lifted her up slightly, just enough to allow room to slip your cock back inside. You lowered her back down and started to move. Slow and steady thrusts, allowing you to savor every movement and the feeling of her tight pussy wrapped around you.

"You're such a good girl. Taking my cock so well."

You reached a hand down to rub her clit while the other massaged her breasts. She let out a loud moan.

"Oh, fuck, yes, sir."

"You like being told what a good girl you are?"

"Yes sir. I'm your good girl."

"That's right. My good little slut. And I'm gonna make sure everyone knows who you belong to."

You thrust your hips upwards. Increasing the speed and force of your movements. Her moans were growing louder, the room was once again filled with the sounds of her voice. Her juices flowed freely, dripping down your shaft and coating your thighs. Her pussy squeezed your cock.

"Fuck, you're so tight. Your cunt feels amazing."

You could feel yourself getting closer. Her body shook. Her muscles tensed. She was close as well.

"Cum for me, Jihan."

"Oh god yes! Fuck, fuck, ah, sir!"

She screamed as she came, her pussy contracting around you. Her body spasmed and she writhed in your arms. Her screams of ecstasy sent you over the edge.

"Fuck, Jihan!"

You thrust into her one last time. Buried to the hilt, and shot rope after rope of your seed inside her. You both sat there, panting and sweating, trying to catch your breath.

Jihan was struggling to speak. "That was amazing. I'm not sure if I can move. I definitely don't think I can stand right now."

"Just stay here like this for a while. Savor the moment."

You pulled out of her, and watched as your cum slowly leaked from her.

"As much as I'd love to stay here forever, you should get dressed. I don't want anyone else seeing you like this. Especially not another teacher.

"Of course, sir."

You helped her get cleaned up and dressed. Once she was decent, you took her in your arms and gave her a deep kiss.

I hope you can still come visit me after you leave for college. If you ever need some tutoring or even just help de-stressing, you know where to find me. 

#weeekly smut #jihan smut #kpop smut

[kaylaz-world-00]

Bloopers

So I decided to make a bloopers to celebrate 300 followers :)

I thought and was like why would I choose one fic to write bloopers about so I am gonna write all my Bullfrog and Rayman fic’s bloopers (But because there is a lot published I can’t do a lot for one fic)

Lemme write for Rayman first because he has less Qwq (I will leave a link to -nearly- every bloopers I’ll write so if you guys don’t remember/didn’t read yet you can go and see)

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Stary Night

“You are over one hundred?”

“Cut! You didn’t sound too shocked let’s do it again!”

“Why didn’t you sound too shocked Y/N?”

“It’s not too surprising you old man.”

“Hey!”

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He quickly sit up with the most arrogant, playful grin you ever saw him wearing, “Ahhh, I know. I get it. It’s me isn’t it?”

You burst into laughing, “Holy shit, what? You?! No way!” You chocked between your laughing fit, hitting his side playfully.

“Shit!” He yelped, losing his balance and falling off of the tree. You freaked out, crawling to the edge, “Rayman!!?”

A painful muffled moan come from him, “..am fine….”

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On The Run

You two run for your dear little lives, meantime trying to escape the spears throwing at you two, only for you to lose your balance and face plan on the ground, a few spears falling on you causing you to grunt in pain. Everyone stopping their act and start to snicker. Rayman comes to your side laughing, “Run, Y/n! Run! They are coming to get our asses!"

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You scoffed turning to him, you can finally question him. But you halted seeing him strugle. "What are you doing?"

He turned to you, "Oh nothing it's just--" he pull out a rose under him and smirked, "This is for you."

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He was inviding your space, "Are we about to kiss?"

You smack him on the head, "Tell the lines right! We've been trying to take this scene for an hour!"

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"You okay?" Rayman glanced back.

You were struggling inside the cauldron, "Shit I am sorry, I can't feel the ground under my feet—" accidently pulling Rayman with you as you two were tied together. You both loose your balance falling together with the cauldron, "Fuck!"

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Fruits (suggestive warning)

"Well, yes, but it's mostly because... uh... fuck I forget my line." Rayman groaned

"Again? Really?"

"What?"

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The camera lands on the two kissing agressivly. The two soon loose balance and fall.

"What the--"

"We Are Practicing Kissing!!"

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"Should we measure our hands?"

"Why?... oh, fuck, wait!"

"You idiot. Tell your lines right for once!" You sobbed

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He dipped you down, "Oh god you are heavy." He wheezed out jokingly. "Slipping! We are falling!" He yelled teasingly.

"No,no,no,no,no,no! RAYMAN!"

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Hotel

Playing with his clothes as if they are suffocating him, "God, I don't like these clothes at all. They are so tight."

"Shut up and play along." You scoffed

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You were about to slap him to wake up. “WAKE UP BITCH” and you just did that

“AH! HEY! THAT FUCKING HURT—”

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You shake him outside of the plane, the cold didn’t seemed to faze him, “Fuck, He actually slept? Again?”

You glanced around and smirked mischievously, letting him go off of the plane. “Heh.”

You heard him groan in pain as he face planted on the cold concrete, “Fucking… traitor…”

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“Light! It’s been so long since I’ve heard from you— What are you both doing?” He paused walking over the view of the camera as he stared at you and Rayman’s dance

“JOIN THE CULT FROG—“

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It’s Bullfrog’s turn!

Rooftop Talks

You notice he pulled out a can of juice. He took its straw and dipped it into the box, “Wants some?”

“Sure.” You leaned in for a sip. After a long sip you let it go with a sigh. Bullfrog poked his tongue out trying to get the straw in his own mouth and sips on it with a happy hum.

Someone from the background snickered, “You know that you two technically kissed right?”

You flushed, “Shut the fuck up.”

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He took its straw and dipped it into the box, “Wants some?”

"Sure.” You leaned in for a sip. After a long sip you let it go coughing, "Ah fuck." You chocked loudly.

"Oh shit."

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Don’t Leave

You are carrying Bullfrog on your back as he wraps his arms around your shoulders tightly.

“Mm you are so warm.”

You wheezed, “bullfrog…can’t breath..”

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Bullfrog covered in fake blood, he dips his hands inside the pail full of them, and flap his hands around, “Blood. Bleh. Bleh. For you and for you, mes amis. Je vomis du sang.”

You wheezed on the hall.

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You accidentally hit his head on the door while carrying him inside. He hissed in pain and you panic.

“HOLY SHIT. I AM SO SORRY—“

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Hibernation

You two roll around on top of each other fighting. You were nearly able to escape and get up from the ground but he jumped on top of you like a basketball player with a huge snowball on his hands, hitting you right in the head. “REVENGEEEE” You both fell on the snow, he on top of you as he laughed. You screamed in fright as he held you hostage under the snow. “YOU WANTED NEIGE. THERE YOU HAVE IT—“

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Bullfrog seemed to choose to run away.

“FUCK—“ He slipped and fell on his butt.

“Holy shit.”

He laughed, “I am so sorry! One more time, s’il te plaît!”

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He grabbed your arm, “Let’s go!”

He pulled you causing you to lose your balance and drop your drink, he fell along with you “Shit.”

You two laughed.

“I am sorry!” He yelled, “We have to took this scene again!”

“Please, my arm gonna pull off—“ You choked out.

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“Hey, Bullfrog where are you going?”

He said his line and waited for you to shoot him with a snowball but he burst out laughing to see you miss him. Again.

You laughed falling on your knees, “NOO, THAT WAS MY LAST STRENGTH. WE ARE TRYING THIS FOR AN HOUR. WHY AM I MISSING YOU EVERYTIMEEEE!!!”

He fell on his side wheezing. “Want- want some break?” He choked out.

“Please.” You sobbed. “I can’t feel my feet and hands in this snow!”

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You read the script as it is written, “Dors avec moi. How am I pronouncing this?”

Bullfrog, “Okay say. Doğ-avek-moa”

“Dogh avek moaa- what?”

He snickered, “Haha okay— Repeat after me. Doğ-“

“Doghh?”

“Avek.”

“Aveyk?”

“Moa.”

“Mua?”

“Dors avec moi.”

“Ddohhhhh…. Can you repeat again? A bit more slow this time. Please….”

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Assurance

You glance up from the chair you are sitting in the balcony, to see a movement “FUCK!” You jump on your seat in fright to see Bullfrog, not expecting him.

He quickly apologized with a concern and amused face as you gripped your chest and took deep breaths.

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“We are going to watch the sun ri—?“ He paused with a buzzing nose. He pouted and shoo the fly away. “Tu dois être en train de me baiser en ce moment. Une mouche?” He grumbld to himself as you laugh.

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"You are so beautiful just by being you, and you are so fascinating just by being you. Among all the people I know, you easily stand out, with your stance, the way you speak, your thoughts and—“ You suddenly sneezed in the middle of his speech and then turn to him like nothing happened. You two stared.

Then laugh.

“Oh my god. I am so sorry” you wheezed out

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Enemies

He pinned you to the ground, you two both breathless. And then you couldn’t hold back your laugh, “I am so sorry.” He laughed along with you letting you go.

He sit next to you, “mon Dieu…”

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“Halt and raise your havavazghh FUCK!”

Bullfrog snorted at that.

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“Leave me alone, madame, Its- I’m no—“ He choked on his breath, “baise, water?—” He choked loudly.

“Shit! He is dying!!”

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“I always wanted to die as a hero.” The moment you two glance at each other’s eyes you burst out laughing.

He wheezed, “This is one of those moments! I have no clue why I am laughing!”

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You pressed him on the ground with a growl.

He bit his lip. “Wow” He didn’t even said anything and you start to laugh just by his expression.

“Fuck no.” You let him go as you two laughed.

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Drunk

“Shh you are so loud.” You pressed your finger over his lips, he couldn’t stop himself from coughing out a laugh. You both stood on the door snickering.

You wheezed, “I am so sorry. I can’t play like this.”

“Let’s do it again.”

“Ookay okay…”

You pressed your lips into a thin line trying to suppress yourself, though it didn’t work much as you both start to laugh again.

“FUCK”

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He tries to help you walk only for you to lean all your weight on him disturbing his balance, you both fall on the ground laughing.

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He sighed with your inaudible whining. He flushed even more with you leave little kisses over his face. Soon your lips find his, “Kiss me frog and turn me into a princess/prince.”

He wheezed out, “Isn’t that suppose to happen the other way?!”

“Will you turn into a prince if I do?”

“Wanna try me?”

“GIMME A SMOOCH”

#allenwrites #bullfrog x reader #bullfrog #rayman #rayman x reader #captain laserhawk #rayman in the phantom show #rayman sparks of hope

[writingforevermore]

she's a man-eater part 2

you've had the worst morning possible, forgot your keys in your house and had to climb through the window, car had an empty tank, bought coffee just to drop it, lost your lesson plans, had a parent scream at you because you mentioned how her kid was late three weeks in a row, stepped on gum, had a kid pee himself, forgot your lunch, your hair went flat, earring fell out during class and disappeared, all within four hours and you still have another four hours of you day to get through.

you storm through the break room, straight to the vending machine, you fumble with your cash. "damn kid, you look like you've been hit by a bus." Melissa laughs.

you whip around, glaring at her. "I am not going to deal with you after the morning I've had, so if you would kindly shut up and leave me alone, I'd appreciate it." you spit out, Melissa tenses up.

"who do ya' think you are comin' in here and talking to me like that?" Melissa stands up, stomping over to you. "just because you've had a bad morning doesn't mean you get to disrespect me, ya got it?" her Philly accent coating her words.

you scoff. "you disrespect me everyday and I always take it, now you wanna get offended when I finally stand my ground? you're so full of yourself, thinking you're all that because you act like you have a stick up your ass" her eyes go wide, as does Jacobs. everyones eyes are on you.

"I knew I had a reason not to like you, at first it was just cause you were new, then I couldn't find another reason to hate you and just when I was thinking about being nice to you, I found my reason, so thank you for clarifying how you truly act. now go before I have to get my bat." she says, just inches away from your face.

you step even closer, maintaining eye contact. "you don't scare me."

the bell rings, interrupting your argument with the red head.

"this ain't over." Melissa storms off. Barbara gets up, shaking her head in disapproval before following her. You deflate. What have you caused?

-

The rest of the day was hell, Melissa took her anger out on the entire school. Every time she saw you, she would clench her fists and storm off in the other direction.

"Miss y/l/n and Miss Schemmenti, get to my office, now!" Ava screams through the intercom, slightly hurting your ears. you walk down to Ava's office, sitting down in the chair next to Melissa, she scoots her chair over, trying to be as far away from you as possible.

"why am I here?" Melissa grumbles.

"because you're acting like you're going to burn the school down, also because of your argument in the teachers lounge. you both need to get over what ever it is between you two because at the end of the day, you're here to work and to respect each other. you don't have to like each other, we all know I don't like Janine, but we all need to get along. when you're on your rampage Melissa, it affects everyone, especially the students and y/n you are never like this. both of you know better"

being lectured by Ava, of all people, made you embarrassed. When she dismissed both of you, Melissa practically runs out of the room. You're quick to jump up and follow her.

"Melissa, wait." You call out, she continues her strides. "Melissa, please just let me apologize." She stops, turning into the bathroom.

"Are you seriously going to follow me into the bathroom?" She asks as you both enter.

"Yes, just let me talk." Once the door closes, she pins you between her body and the door.

Your breathes are mingled from the closeness. "You don't get to tell me what to do. I'm tired of you pushing my buttons until shit like this happens. You're so insufferable!" Just as you're about to respond, her lips interupt you. She presses into the kiss, her mind goes fuzzy as you kiss her back. The taste of cherry chapstick is the only thing you can think about. She pulls back, just enough to make eye contact.

"You're so confusing" You whisper, she smirks.

She leans in slightly. "You kissed me back."

you shake your head. "No matter how much you hate me, I can't seem to hate you." She scoffs.

"I don't hate you, I'm just... attracted to you" She kisses you again, passion lacing the kiss even more.

You pull away. "You have a weird way of showing it."

-

n/a: this two part series is probably my most hated one, I had such a great start for this series and lost motivation for it after I released the first part, I am so so sorry for those who were excited about it, maybe it I have a good idea for another part, ill write it but as of right now, I'm ending it. don't worry though, I will have a lot more fics with Melissa and they will be 100% thought out. thank you for reading!

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[kisscara]

O9. his way of thanks [fanboy!scaramouche x drummer!reader] ⎯⎯ heartbeat rhythm series

the president of the decorating committee, keqing, makes her way to the front of the classroom. "okay, everyone. let's start planning on what we're going to do for this year's school festival. by the end of today's class, we should have our application submitted to the student council. any ideas?"

yoimiya excitedly proposes, "what about a maid café?" keqing smiles, "i don't know if the guys would be up to wearing those outfits." yoimiya pouts in response, "they could be butlers!" hu tao sputters, "that's boring. you know what we should do? a haunted house."

xingqiu glances at the brunette, "that does seem like your forte, hu tao." ayaka coyly suggests with a tilt of her head, "maybe a drama performance?" keqing uses a piece of chalk to list down the possible options on the board. yoimiya yelps, "why didn't you add the maid café idea!?"

scaramouche is sitting a seat away from you, watching you scribble little drawings on the corner of your desk. his pretty blue eyes deeply analyze your actions. everything you do is just so fascinating to him. "president, could you help us out?" keqing queries.

heizou nudges scaramouche, although it isn't enough to snap the male out of his trance. he hisses, "hey, scaramouche!" scaramouche mumbles, "drawing..."

keqing repeats in a confused state, "drawing?" heizou nervously laughs, "ha-ha, i think what he's trying to say is... ah, maybe we should do an art exhibition!" keqing hums, "interesting intake. any opposing of that idea?"

scaramouche finally gets back to the present and looks at heizou, who gives him a deadpan expression. "i just saved your ass! what caught your attention?" heizou whisper-shouts, scolding his friend. scaramouche glances back at you, where you still seem to be occupied with drawing little animals.

heizou teases him in a lilting tone, "of course."

after heizou leans towards his left side to tell xiao about it, the bell signals the end of class. scaramouche immediately stands up from his desk and goes to where venti's sitting. "hey, give me my headphones. you borrowed them long enough," scaramouche seethes. venti exclaims in return, "no way, the sound quality is so nice!"

the shorter male snatches the headset from him and venti frowns. "fine, i already know it's because you can't last a single day without listening to their drum solos." venti's playful whisper throws scaramouche off.

his complexion goes beet red as he places the headphones around his neck. kazuha lightly laughs, "your face says it all, scaramouche." scaramouche is bound to throw another snarky insult while leaving for the next class, however a tug at his sleeve stops him short.

he turns his head and raises his brow in confusion. "oh, (name). do you need anything?" scaramouche queries, trying to avoid your gaze as discreetly as possible. in the background, venti mocks him, "do you need anything?" scaramouche could clearly hear xiao, heizou and aether quietly chuckling.

"well, no, but yun jin told me to give this to you since she wants you to hear how much potential our band has." you hold out a cd in its case, covered in mostly black but with the unmistakenable, classic and iconic dark blue 5O5 graphics.

"she figured that if you did research on some of our past releases, you wouldn't have found our unreleased songs unless you went to our live performance. these are our most recents and we hope that it meets your standards," you politely say, arm sore from sticking out with the cd in your hand.

you didn't percieve the way he clenched his jaw in excitement, the way sparkles appeared in his eyes and the way he pursed his lips to restrain himself from smiling. "i'll... i'll see if i have any time to listen to it after class," scaramouche mutters. he ends up taking it from you and speed-walking out of the classroom.

xiao steps forward and gives you a few pats on the shoulder. "don't worry, that's his way of thanking you."

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what happens when you, a talented and well-known drummer across the web, grow an intense crush for the student council president, who's also your number one fan? from annoying sisters to nosy bandmates, the next event that happens is always more chaotic than the last!

© kisscara

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[beatrixstonehill2]

"You want my chest to be like this?" Sophie asked her boyfriend, James, as he did some photos for her Instagram.

"Yes! Just like that.... I think you'd look incredible with a flat chest. I love seeing you press them down like that....."

"You're too much! So you love small boobs, like totally flat chested girls and you swiped right on me? A girl with a GG-Cup?"

"Why not? Your breasts can always be reduced, Sophie. Plus the way you smile when I talk about it tells me you're considering it."

"But we've only been going out a bit over a month! Don't you think this is a bit extreme.....? I have two million followers on Instagram and they totally love my big boobs..... If anything I'd want to go bigger."

"Come on, that's no fun! Imagine how riled up they'd get, especially if you taunted and teased them about getting a reduction."

"That does sound like fun, not gonna lie....."

"Come on, press them down flat, I'll take a few pics, you upload them and say something like 'Who wants to see me go this flat chested?' I bet you'll be surprised how many guys want to see you lose those fat breasts of yours."

Sophie bit her lip, doing as James asked, pressing them down as far as they would go, proudly sticking out her 'flat' chest, smiling. James took the pics and handed Sophie her phone. She uploaded them, watching to see if anybody would even bother reading what she wrote in the description. James told her to wait a few minutes, so Sophie did what any good girlfriend would do and sucked him off, letting him face fuck her as they waited. A couple minutes later she refreshed, skimming through the comments as he pounded her throat, puke now on her breasts, a string of it hanging from her chin as she eagerly let him continue to pound away, eager to satisfy his urges.

Her eyes lit up as he kept going, coughing up yet more of her lunch, dressing her boobs with this mess he loved to parade her around wearing, and she more than happily wore..... She smiled as he pounded like crazy, reading the comments. Two thirds were positive, mostly men telling her to chop off her boobs, to please record the surgery live, to go as flat as possible. The other third called her a useless slut or an idiot for doing this, that her boobs were the only thing that mattered about her.

James stopped, his cock still lodged down her throat. "Well?" he asked.

Sophie tried to speak but gagged another big strand of puke down her chin. So she eagerly nodded.

"I take it that means you plan on getting your big fat titties chopped off?"

She nodded even more enthusiastically.

James grabbed Sophie's pigtails and face fucked her super hard, finally cumming down her throat after another minute, pulling out as she gasped for air, covered in sweat, vomit, and drool. He slapped her face a few times in quick succession as she winced. "Now then, what say you and I celebrate you becoming flat chested, my new favorite pet? I was thinking a nice, sleazy bar to show you off in, and maybe if you're lucky I'll let you get fucked by a few bikers again."

She cough up a bit more and smiled. "Sounds perfect! Thank you so much for treating me so well! Let's find a surgeon who will make me flat chested as soon as possible! I can't wait to see myself with almost no boobs..... and I can't wait to see how crazy it drives you." She giggled as he took her hand, walking her out the door in just her panties, barefoot, her huge breasts, soon to be flattened, bounced like crazy, covered in puke, exposed for everyone to see.....

#breast reduction kink #breast shrinking kink #body modification kink #puking #humiliation kink

[skwtches]

“Absolutely not. I mean, well, after all, he… It was not my… He wanted to leave. Didn't he?”

Reading through this line, something about Rabbit in The Tigger Movie occurred to me: the plan that the gang comes up with in order to spare Tigger’s feelings is one of the few instances where Rabbit isn’t present to take on the leader’s role. Throughout the movie, Rabbit is preoccupied with winter preparations, so much so to the point that he, unlike the others, fails to identify the weight of Tigger’s familial dilemma. When he walks in on the gang dressing up as Tiggers in the “How To Be a Tigger” sequence, he questions what they are doing, but does not stick around for an answer, or even try to take up the leadership mantle like he normally would. In an act that is both unorthodox and so completely in-character, he storms off and away from his companions' harebrained scheme to complete his preparations, but not before ironically proclaiming, “at least I haven't lost sight of what’s important.”

To no one’s surprise, the plan falls through. But to everyone’s shock, Tigger runs away that same night. 

“It was not my fault,” is what Rabbit wants and starts to say after hearing of his friend’s disappearance. The members of the group who congregate at Rabbit’s to request his help don’t blame him for Tigger leaving, and Rabbit knows them well enough to understand they wouldn't suggest such a thing by arriving at his house all at once. But Rabbit still has the reflex to defend himself; to confirm that Tigger leaving was indeed not his doing. The one time Rabbit isn't there to lead his friends–believing they all had “lost sight of what’s important,”–the friend whose crisis the lagomorph missed completely had run off into the cold, dreary night. But it wasn’t his fault. It couldn’t have been his fault. 

“He wanted to leave,” Rabbit says, trying to reason with himself. He tries to justify Tigger leaving, searching for a reason–any reason at all–that doesn’t loop right back around to it being his fault. Because it wasn’t. If Tigger had wanted to leave, what good would it have done for Rabbit to have been present? If the bunny had been there alongside his friends to aid their striped pal in his time of need? Whether or not he could have come up with a different, possibly better plan that didn’t result in the heartbreak of the usually bouncy Tigger did not matter here. Of course Tigger would have left anyway in search of his supposed family. He was simply unpredictable that way, and nobody could predict and stop something unpredictable–not even Rabbit. Tigger had most certainly wanted to leave from the start. “Didn’t he?”

As the members of the gang try to convince a hesitant Rabbit to leave with them in search of Tigger, the guilt racks up. He finds himself struggling more and more to excuse himself from the situation as his friends go on about Tigger whilst he fixes up his winter-proofed home, the sadness visibly present amongst them making it even harder for him to dismiss them. As a look of unease–a flicker of guilt–graces his face, he asks, “what do you need me for? Why don't you go find him yourselves?” 

Pooh simply and earnestly responds with, “but we're just not clever enough, Rabbit.” 

A huge facet of Rabbit’s self-appointed leadership role is that it comes from a place where the persnickety critter truly believes himself to be smarter than the majority of his peers in the Wood. He sees himself as the most capable and responsible, and so takes it upon himself to lead whenever he gets the chance. Here however, he tries to deny the opportunity to take charge of the search party. Perhaps it is mostly due to fear of his already fragile shelter coming apart at the seams while he isn’t around. But perhaps it’s also thanks to the aforementioned guilt that he can’t bring himself to diligently lead his friends in searching for the one who he’d inadvertently let slip away. 

Before he can respond to Pooh, a small voice makes itself heard. Rabbit catches sight of Roo, who just tells him that he misses Tigger. The final nail in the coffin. Here is where Rabbit truly can’t bring himself to deny them his help anymore. Here is where the guilt is finally too profound to excuse. 

Here is where Rabbit decides to lead his friends again. 

#Remy try not to analyze every single line uttered in The Tigger Movie challenge (failed miserably) #anyways imagine if after this entire fiasco Rabbit's overprotective nature kicks back in with soft punches as he's tempted to always keep a #eye on his friends as well as just check up on them frequently (esp Tigger) bc he's worried about smth like this going unnoticed by him and #it leading to yet another disaster that he feels responsible for- (gets dragged off the stage kicking n screaming) #wtp #rabbit (wtp) #tigger #pooh #piglet #eeyore #roo #vid #rema.txt #rema.mov #ttm #winnie the pooh #the tigger movie

[thecapybara526]

A Drop in the Ocean Pt. 10

Avatar : the way of water

Neteyam x reader, Lo’ak x reader

Note: final chapter! I hope you all enjoyed this story. I plan on doing the requests I’ve gotten in my messages after this. Long chapter! So buckle up.

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Part 10.

“When I first met your father, I was trying to kill him” his mother laughed nuzzling his father.

“It was love at first sight”

Everyone laughed and held each other close.

Neteyam was smiling. He loved his family so much. He felt weird though, like he was here with his family but somewhere else. He saw you approaching, Y/n, he always thought you were pretty.

“Hey! Why wasn’t I invited?” You whined, your parents right behind you wanting to congratulate the Sully’s on their newest edition. Tuktirey.

“She’s beautiful.” Your mother spoke.

Neteyam thought you were the beautiful one. But you were so annoying. You were always getting his siblings in trouble. Whenever he told you, Kiri, and Lo’ak not to run off, you would stick your tongue out at him and call him a fun killer.

There was one time though. You had been searching for Lo’ak and Kiri to play, but they were off with his parents. You walked into the hut and saw him there. He could see the disappointment on your face. Was he really that bad?

“H-hi,” he stuttered, anxiously

“Hello Neteyam.” You greeted him with a smile. His nine-year-old year heart felt like it was going to beat out of his chest with that smile.

“Is Lo’ak and Kiri around to play?” You shifted your weight from your left and right leg, a wave of nervousness came over you. He was staring at you so intently.

“No.” He frowned

“Oh okay let me kn-“ he cut you off, a rush of confidence surging.

“Why don’t we play together?” He spoke fast; he was hoping you would say yes. He felt like he could barely play anymore, constantly being whisked away with his parents to do Olo’eyktan training.

“Ah yeah. Okay” you weren’t sure if he would be any fun, but it was better than waiting around.

Neteyam’s heart soared. You wanted to play with him. You ran into the hut and grabbed his hand, sprinting off to the woods. He was so happy you were holding his hand that he didn’t care where you were going.

The two of you had a great afternoon playing on the trees and splashing around in the water near a waterfall. You decided to take a break and were sitting on a tree branch.

“Why don't you play with us more often?” you asked him. He actually wasn't too bad.

“Well, I have to learn to be the next Olo’eytkan, so I don't have time to play.” he looked down at the ground.

“Is it hard?” you tilted your head. He wouldn't meet your gaze.

“Uh yeah. A lot to remember. I just don't want disappoint my parents.” although he was young, he already felt like he had the weight of the world on his shoulders. You hesitantly placed a hand on his shoulder.

“Well you're always perfect Neteyam. So you don't need to worry about that. Even if you aren't, I think your mom and dad will still love you.” you tried to comfort him, saying the first thing that came to your head. He slowly looked over at you. You had no idea how much he needed to hear those words. Your eyes looked so pretty and he couldn't stop starting.

“Uh, Thanks.” he shrugged, breaking eye contact. He didn't want you to see how you made his head spin. As the eclipse started to near, he insisted the two of you to go back. He smiled the whole time.

When you walked into camp Lo’ak and Kiri we're back. He saw your eyes light up and followed your gaze. Lo’ak. He noticed you seemed to be attached to him like a magnet. Maybe one day you could look at him like that.

You turned around and studied him for a second. Today was actually very nice and you had a good time playing with him. Maybe he wasn't such a fun killer.

“This was fun; Bye Neteyam.” and you ran off. He was sad; your day together was over. His nine-year-old heart was broken while he stared at you and Lo’ak.

...

You and Tsireya screamed for help. It was dark now. Neteyam was losing a lot of blood. He was mumbling unconscious now.

“Let’s play together,” he mumbled.

Some Metkayina came out to help you. Tonowari one of them.

“Where is everyone else?” but when his eyes dropped to see Neteyam and all the blood. He sprung into action.

“Help me get the boy to the sky people!” he had never seen a wound like Neteyam’s.

“Keep pressure on his wound!” you ordered, and someone did. You ran behind them as they carried Neteyam to Norm and Max.

“Neteyam! What happened,” he asked you.

You started to cry again, the stress and the severity of the situation hits you again. Norm shook you.

“Y/n, I can't help him if you can't tell me what happened.”

“B-bullet wound.” you choked.

“Max! Bullet to the upper chest.” he examined Neteyam. “The bullet is inside. We need to preform surgery.”

“Surgery?” you questioned, you saw Max with a knife and he cut Neteyam. In that moment Neteyam woke up and started to yell.

“We need anesthesia!” Max called to Norm

“What are you doing!” you screamed. They were making it worse. They were hurting him. Norm grabbed you and pulled you outside.

“Y/n, this is what is going to save his life. Trust us. Stay out here” he ran back in.

You fell to the ground and sobbed. Your Neteyam. He was in pain. It was all your fault. if you hadn't left him, he would not have returned for you and gotten shot.

...

Your parents had just died. You didn't smile, laugh, or even want to eat. Everyone was worried. Neteyam would steal glances at you during dinner. Your meal in front of you hadn't even been touched. He desperately wanted you to be happy again. You couldn’t stare at your food anymore and excused yourself. Neteyam watched as you left. He was mad at Lo’ak; he had barely talked to you since your parents passed. Who was there to comfort you?

He stood up and followed you out. He quietly watched as you wandered into the woods and climbed up a tree. He didn’t notice it was the tree you had climbed together many years ago.

You jumped when you saw him. “Neteyam. Hi.”

“Sorry, I didn’t mean to scare you.” He felt shy. He hasn’t been alone with you for a while. Here and there you were alone in the hut together but wouldn’t really speak besides small talk. You were 14 now, each year you became more beautiful.

He sat down, he didn’t want to ask how you were. He knew you weren’t doing well. “What are you doing up here?” He gazed at you. You looked beautiful. He started to panic a-little when your eyes teared up.

“I come here to get away. Everyone in the clan looks at me and asks if I’m okay and I appreciate it. But I just want to forget. I want to pretend like it didn't happen.” You force the tears back. Refusing to cry. Like all those years ago, except this time it was Neteyam who placed a hand on your shoulder.

“Y/n, You’re one of the strongest people I know. Especially since you can put up with Lo’ak and Kiri.” You laugh at that. Neteyam’s eyes soften he hadn’t heard that beautiful laugh in weeks. “You are going to get though this. Maybe right now you’re not ready to face it, but one day you will. Take all the time you need.”

His smile was so soft, eyes staring straight into yours. When did Neteyam get so handsome? You thought to yourself. You took a deep breath. This was Neteyam not Lo’ak. Your heart belonged to Lo’ak. But you couldn’t help but feel your heart twitch. What he said to you was exactly what you needed to hear. For the first time since your parents died, you felt a little peace, maybe it was because Neteyam said what you needed to hear or because he was sitting right next to you.

“Thank you Neteyam.” You threaded your fingers between his. Neteyam stopped breathing. He hoped one day this would be a regular thing for the two of you. He didn’t know when he started to fall for you, was it six years ago? Today? All he knew was that his heart belonged to you and only you. You had been the only one he had ever noticed.

You both sat there for a while, hand in hand. Watching the forest. He made you laugh a couple more times and continued to talk about things. You asked him how Olo’eyktan training was going. You told him stories of you, Kiri and Lo’ak’s adventures. Some of them he didn’t like as you had put yourself in danger. You bumped his shoulder with your arm telling him to not be such a fun killer.

He grabbed your arm trapping it. “Someone has to make sure you’re safe” his eyes bore into yours. Always so intense. You blushed and pulled your arm out of his grip.

“You know I can protect myself” you crossed your arms playfully.

“Well, just know. If you ever need protecting. I’ll always be here” you didn’t realize it at the time but for Neteyam, it had a double meaning. Of course, he would always protect you. But even if you chose Lo’ak over him one day. He would always been there. Waiting for the day you noticed him.

…

You raised your head out of your arms when you heard movement in the hut.

“He’s stable. Still unconscious. We will wait to see if he wakes up.” Norm says quietly, him and max walk out. It had taken all night to preform the surgery. The sun started to rise. The Sully’s hadn’t come back yet either, and you were debating on going out to find them. But you couldn’t leave Neteyam. You looked up at the sky.

“Please Great mother. Don’t take them from me. Please, they are all I have left.” You cried.

Tsireya came up to you hearing your words.

“Y/n, no matter what. You will always have the Metkayina and me.” She hugged you tightly. “The great mother will never abandon you Y/n. I have hope they will be alright”

Through the tears your peered up at the horizon. Your prayers were then answered. You saw them. All of them. Tuk, Kiri, Lo’ak, Jake and Neytiri all on Payakan. They were alright. Your body relaxed a little.

“Go, make sure they are okay please. I’m going to stay with Neteyam.” You walked into the hut.

He was hooked up to some machines with a big bandage wrapped around him. You kneeled down next to him and took his hand.

“Neteyam, please come back to me.”

He was breathing very faintly. You could see his chest rise and fall.

“I need you. You understand me more than anyone. You snuck your way into my heart and created a permanent mark forever. You’re the most important person to me. You calm me, you make me feel safe, you’re my protector. If you're gone, who will protect me. You said you would always protect me.” tears fall onto him, and you push away some hair on his forehead. He saved your life today, he had done his job of protecting.

“Neteyam, please, baby, come back to me” you pressed your face into his hand.

You jumped back when you felt his finger twitch.

“Neteyam?!” your chest was rapidly falling up and down.

“Y-Yn?” he eyes were fluttering open. He started to sit up but instantly regretted it. Wincing in pain.

“No, no, lay down.” you helped guide him back down

“Are you okay? Our family? Is everyone okay,” he was panicking a little. The last thing he remembered was you telling him he was okay on the ilu with Tsireya.

“Yes, Neteyam. Everyone is safe.” more tears rushed down your cheeks. You were so happy he was okay.

“You scared the shit out of me! Never ever do that again.” a burst of anger came out. “I can't lose you”

He reached a hand up to cup your face and wipe away some tears.

“I could never leave you; there are still so many things I want to experience with you in this life.” he hated to make to you cry. He continued speaking, you listened holding onto his hand.

“But I would do it all again if it meant I could keep you safe. You almost died, Y/n. Right in front of me. I had never been more scared than at that moment. I thought I was going to lose you”

He was scared when he felt then pain of the bullet, but was comforted at the fact that you would be alright. That was all he cared about. You being safe.

He started to cry. “I'll always be here. I'll never leave your side. You own my heart, my body, and my soul Neteyam. I love you.” it was the first time you said I love you. His ears twitched.

“I love you too.” he moved his hand from your cheek to your neck and pulled you towards him. You placed a hand on each side of his face and brought your lips to his.

You kissed him, and you swear you saw stars. He kissed you deeper, his hand gripping your hair wanting you closer.

“W-we can't do this right now.” you pulled away breathlessly. “You're injured; you need rest.”

“As much as I hate to stop this right now, you are right.” he gave you one more kiss and let you go.

You turned your head slightly, hearing noise approaching the hut. It was your family. You stood up, and Tuk ran into your arms.

“How is he?” Jake looked from you to Neteyam and dropped to his knees. His son was okay. Neytiri dropped next to him.

“My son, you are alright.” she caressed his head.

Neteyam smiled, growing tired. “I'm glad you are all okay.”

Lo’ak and Kiri hugged you tightly. The three of you holding each other. Thanking Ewya that everyone had returned safely.

Neytiri kissed your head and Jake hugged.

“I-I’m sorry I didn't stay, but I couldn't leave him.”

They looked at you and passed a knowing look to each other. This confirmed their suspicions that you were in love with Neteyam.

“Y/n, we couldn't thank you enough for being there with him. We understand; Lo’ak and Kiri saved the day.” you turned to them surprised. They stood there with their arms crossed, proud looks on their faces

“The great mother was the real hero of the day though.” Kirk bent down and grabbed Neteyam’s hand. “Without her, you wouldn't be alive. She helped us in our darkest moment and helped bring light to the depths of the sea to help guide us out from the boat.”

“Wow.” that's all you could say. You would have to ask for the full story later. Right now, you were just happy to have your family back.

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When you and Neteyam told Jake and Neytiri about the two of you. They were so happy. It was a few days after Neteyam was cleared to start moving around again, and you walked into the hut one morning holding hands, asking if they had a second to talk.

“I am in love with Y/n; I know we are young, but there is no force on Pandora that will keep me from her.” he spoke sincerely.

Jake and Neytiri smiled; they knew this would happen one day where you ended up with one of their boys.

Neytiri always thought it was going to be Lo’ak but when she saw how you looked at her son, she knew he was the one for you.

Jake was happy as well, you were a great pair and complimented each other perfectly. Neteyam would hold you back from your impulsiveness and recklessness; you would remind Neteyam to have fun and break the rules once in a while. A perfect balance.

“We are so happy for the two of you, just no children yet okay?” Jake smirked

The both of you frantically told them no. Although one day in the future, you both wanted to experience being parents together.

...

Kiri was so happy for you.

“We really are sisters now.” you hugged her.

“We were always sisters; now you are just stuck with one of my brothers forever.” you giggled at this and hugged her tighter; you loved Kiri so much.

“Have you two already kissed?” she started shooting multiple questions at you. “Did you already say I love you? Have you mated?! Are you pregnant.” you tackled her.

“Oh cut it out!” you both rolled around laughing.

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It had been a couple of weeks since the battle. Neteyam was healing perfectly and would be able to swim and dive soon. It was early in the morning, you were practicing in the shallow water.

“Just take it slow.” you guided him through the water. He was trying to do it all on his own but it was still a lot for him.

“Let me go, I can do it. Please” his voice firm but gentle.

“Okay...” you knew he was going to sink and prepared to help him. Watching him swim to a deeper area.

Just as you predicted he couldn't keep himself afloat for long, and he started to lose strength. You helped pull him to the shallow end and he sat down.

“Ugh! This is going to take forever.” he huffed slapping the water with his arms, even though that hurt a little.

“Neteyam” you soothed him, “Norm told you had to build the muscle back up and strength slowly. It is going to take time.” you swung a leg over his waist. He placed his hands on your thighs, enjoying your new position on top of him.

“I will help you every step of the way.” you kissed the scar on the top of his chest. It reminds you to love him and appreciate him more every day. A permanent reminder of a time, you almost lost him forever.

“If we take breaks just like this, maybe it won't be so bad.” he watched the water drip down your chest. You tilted his chin back up to look into your eyes and blushed.

“Tsireya will be here soon.” you tried to stand up but he held you against him.

“Nete-” he cut you off, kissing you.

You started to make-out and he gripped your waist. Your hands felt his strong arms and deepened the kiss. Before it got more heated a voice made you break apart. It was Tsireya and Lo’ak they were walking down to you hand in hand.

“Cut it out before anyone see’s” Lo’ak rolled his eyes. He wasn't bothered by the two of you. If anything, he was happy. He was so in love with Tsireya and glad for his brother.

You laughed and helped pull Neteyam to his feet. He wrapped his arms around your waist, placing his head on your shoulder.

“Good morning Y/n and Neteyam” Tsireya polite as ever greeted you two. You couldn’t help but grin with happiness.

…

It was the end of the day, and training all day not only wiped Neteyam out but also you.

“I am not looking forward to having to do that all again tomorrow” he groaned and buried his head in your neck. He loved when you sat between his legs. You loved it, too, his body wrapped around you.

You couldn't believe how far the two of you had come. It had been months since you arrived at the Metkayina clan. Leaving the forest was hard and you missed it, you missed your parents and your old life. But you wouldn't trade it for what you found here and who you became: So much has changed. You had changed so much.

“It feels like a dream doesn't it?” he spoke softly, it was as if he read your mind

“Yes. Yes, it does.”

“ For so long I’ve loved you Y/n. To think you are finally mine is a dream. When I was unconscious, I remembered that day we had together when we were little. We played together and you told that I was always perfect and my parents would still love me, even if I wasn't” you turned to look at him, his expression loving and his eyes looked straight into yours like always. Intensely.

“You have no idea how much I needed to hear that and how significant that was, we were so young yet you claimed my heart already. I might have started to fall in love that day. I also remembered when your parents died, and we climbed up the same tree we had before and talked. Again” he looked down at you, his hand pushing away a loose strand of hair in your face.

“I remember that day. You told me that it was okay if I didn't grieve in that moment, you didn't ask me if I was okay or how I was doing. You have no idea how much that meant to me. That was the first time I started to see you.” you gripped each side of his face and planted a firm but loving kiss on his lips.

His arms glided up and down your body; they finally rested on your waist and cheek.

“I see and love you Y/n” you melted at the way he looked at you.

“I see and love you too, Neteyam.” he could listen to you say that all day, all your life.

“Y/n, I promise to love you, protect you and support you everyday of our lives until the day Ewya decides its time for us to leave this world. I thank her everyday that she brought me you. That we left our home and we gained another in each other. Everyday I fall more in love with you” he pressed his head against your forehead

You smiled tenderly at him.

“Neteyam, I can't imagine my life without you. I can't wait to spend the rest of our lives together and face any challenges with you by my side.” you press against him.

“And I can't wait to show you how much I love you, each and everyday”

Neteyam plants a soft kiss on your forehead, then moves to cheek, neck and finally arrives at your lips. You feel your muscles turn into liquid. You love the way he kisses you. Marking you as his, telling you how much he loves you in between breaths.

“We’re going to have to stop before I end up laying you down on this sand.” He breaks the kiss and touches your swollen lips with his finger. You take his hand and kiss the top of his fingers, looking straight at him.

Neteyam watched in awe, how did he get so lucky. He takes a deep breath, breaks eye contact, and pulls his hand out of your grasp. If you kept doing that you really would end up down on the sand.

You giggled knowing what you had just done to him.

“You are evil” he groaned and squeezes you

“Let's watch the sunset and then head to dinner.” you his pat his face and turn around getting comfy again.

“Whatever you want to do. You know I'll follow you.” he kissed your ear.

You sighed happily; you knew that no matter what happened. You would be okay. Because you had Neteyam by your side.

...

The End! I can't believe I finished! I'm so happy and hope you all enjoyed this story! I have proof read it yet, but I will later. I just wanted to share it now. Thank you so much for all the support on this series! If anyone knows how to link parts and make a master list please help me!

[angel-of-the-moons]

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Pavitr x wife f!reader: Pavitr noticed that the reader has been feeling really tired lately so he takes her to a love hotel 😌

The Escape

Pavitr x Wife!Reader

TW/CW: Fluff, NSFW, smut, established relationship, marriage, PiV sex, protected sex (condom), morning sex, somnophilia (pre-established consent), grinding

MINORS DNI I AM NOT RESPONSIBLE FOR CONTENT YOU CONSUME

A/N: Pavitr is obviously an adult in this fic, so anons can stop screeching into my ask box

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You had a very bad day at work today. First, your best mop broke while you were cleaning the main room of the building you were contracted to clean this week, then, you had to listen to your boss harp at you for taking too long when she said she wouldn't reimburse you or replace said mop you bought for work; the mop that was steam-powered and easier on your back to push around.

Now you were back to using a regular janitorial bucket and mop and god, you were hurting so bad.

You wanted to go home, crawl in bed, and sleep for a month.

You were just thankful today was the last day you'd have to clean that god-forsaken building, and you'd get to take two weeks to relax.

Of course, you'd do so with your golden retriever of a husband, Pavitr Prabhakar. His cuddles were some of the best ever, and you knew you'd be able to recharge the moment you snuggled up into him on your bed and drifted off to sleep.

What you weren't expecting to come home to, however, is packed suitcases neatly organized by the front door, Pavitr wearing an adorably dorky shirt with dog patterns on it, a big sunny grin on his face.

"Uh--Pav?" You blink.

"Okay, okay, I know this is weird!" He laughed, shaking his hands and rubbing the back of his neck. "But c'mon! I know you've been exhausted with work the past month, and now that you have a couple weeks to relax... We could take a trip!"

Your jaw hung agape as he continued. "I booked a hotel for us. It's on the edge of Mumbattan, but the view is amazing! I got lucky and scored some coupons in a raffle, so I only had to pay half price! It's one of those swanky hotels that normally cost like... two weeks worth of a paycheck. But I paid waaaaaaay less."

You felt your heart do a funny little flip at his gesture of love. "Pavitr..."

"I know." He smiled at you bashfully, holding your hands in his excitedly. "As soon as we get there, we can take a nice long nap, the two of us. Then we can order dinner or eat at the restaurant in the hotel!"

"What about.... Y'know. Your Spider-Man stuff?" You asked him.

"Well, things on the streets seem calm this past month, and I went on ahead and told Miguel what I was planning. He's not as scary as everyone says! He waved his hand off and told me to come home and take care of you. Cool, right?"

You made a mental note to bake some cookies for Miguel as a thank you for that.

"C'mon, lovie. Pretty please?" He said, sticking out his bottom lip and giving you his sweetest little puppy dog eyes.

You always caved when he did that...

"Okay, okay..."

"Yay! Now, I packed your suitcase for you so you don't have to do anything but sit and look pretty! Let's go!" He winked at you.

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Pavitr was not lying, the hotel was gorgeous. It had an indoor pool with a waterfall, a hot tub, and two restaurants plus a bar surrounding the swimming areas.

You two ate at one of the restaurants, and despite your exhaustion, you were enjoying yourself. You were having a wonderful time and trip with your darling goofball of a husband (who tripped and fell in the pool because he wasn't watching where he was going, soaking his clothes all the way through.).

When you got back to the room, you and Pavitr took a nice long bath together, taking turns washing each other and running fingers through each other's hair.

When you dried off and flopped down onto the plush bed--you didn't even bother with nightclothes--you decided it was the perfect way to end the night.

But Pavitr had... other ideas. You felt his warm hand on the curve of your spine and you turned your head to look over at him, and his eyes were so warm and patient.

"Heyyy... I'm not done spoiling you, yet, lovie." He said softly to you

"Pav, I don't think you need to do more for me for the rest of my life. Today was amazing." You sigh sweetly with a smile.

"No, no, this is definitely something you need." He hummed, getting up off the edge of the bed and walking over to his suitcase, rummaging through it until he pulled out a small bottle.

He turned and wiggled it, a wide grin on his face. "Your back's been hurting, right? I wanted to massage it for you. Then we can sleep."

You blink a little dumbly at him as he walked back over to you. On one hand, you did want to cuddle up and sleep. On the other hand, a massage sounds heavenly on your sore shoulders and back...

You sigh and giggle, propping your arms beneath the pillow cushioning your head as you close your eyes. "Go ahead, hon."

You didn't need to have your eyes open to know he pumped his fist in victory, a happy twinkle in his eyes.

Not long after, you feel his weight straddle the backs of your thighs and then he dribbles the oil onto your skin it was warm, and the first scent that hits you is the vanilla, immediately chased by lavender.

When his hands smoothed the oil around, you sigh once more in bliss, before making a soft noise when you feet his thumbs begin to press soft circles into the tense muscles of your shoulders.

"Oh, my poor girl." He said, his voice sad as he introduced pressure from his other fingers. "My beautiful girl is all tense and hurting? Makes my heart hurt!"

You make a soft whimper when his nimble fingers, calloused from years of web-slinging and crime-fighting begin to massage the body oil into your skin as he works on each knot as slowly as possible, ensuring he eases it out completely before moving onto the next.

By the time he's moved onto your back, you're a squirming and whimpering mess. It was such a weird feeling; a mix of pleasure, pain, and almost a sensation of being tickled. It was a cocktail you found yourself getting drunk and sleepy off of. You weren't sure where one knot started and the other ended, because he was undoing them with such efficiency.

"Hey... you okay?" Pavitr asked you quietly, kissing your shoulder.

"Mhmm." You hummed against the pillow.

"You sound like you're falling asleep." He grinned.

"'m not." You deny, your tone completely betraying your lie. You really were on the verge of sleep, your mind foggy and dancing on the precipice of dreams.

"You're so cute. Go on ahead and sleep, babygirl." Pavitr hums, placing more kisses on your neck.

And before you knew it, you were out like a light.

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When you woke up, you were first made aware that Pavitr was pressed up against you, passed out and dressed in nothing but his boxers, with one of his knees brought firmly between your thighs.

You usually woke up this way, with Pavitr doing his best impression of a koala bear, snoring softly in his sleep. Normally, it was adorable.

But right now it was far from innocent and adorable.

You could feel the unmistakable outline of his cock throbbing against the swell of your ass. Whatever he was dreaming, it was certainly nice, judging by how he was rutting against you lazily, whimpering as his hot breath fanned against your neck in short, needy pants.

You felt a twinge of guilt; with your workload lately you and your darling husband hadn't had time to be intimate, really, so he must feel pretty pent up.

Almost as pent up as you are beginning to realize you are, actually. The sounds he was making, the way his bulge rubbed against you, and the way he'd mutter your name? It was like a fire was lit down low in your belly, the hot sticky mess between your legs pressing hard against his leg when he brought it higher.

If you didn't know any better, you knew he was awake and merely playing with you. But you knew Pavitr in every way possible. He was definitely asleep. He slept like a brick. It's why his alarms were loud enough to burst your eardrums, you teased him.

You bite your lip and roll your hips back against him, feeling his chest rise and fall with a stuttering breath as he whimpered into your hair.

Oh, poor Pavitr...

This was nice, but it wasn't enough for you.

It made you feel another snag of guilt as you pulled away to roll over and face him, but the moment your warmth left his, Pavitr rolled over onto his back, one hand rested on his belly as he breathed deeply, his face flushed with whatever erotic dream his subconscious kicked up for him to enjoy.

You smiled down at him as your eyes hungrily drank in his cute, messy hair, his needy expression and toned, fit body. He was a gorgeous man. Adorable yes, but also gorgeous. Every time he wore a tight shirt, you'd always catch women just staring oh so shamelessly at him.

You'd always feel a bit smug; special. Because you knew you were the only woman Pavitr would let touch him, the matching gold rings on your fingers solidified that knowledge, gave it physical shape.

You drag your fingers up one of his thighs in a feather-light caress slowly but surely making your way to the bulge straining so tight against his boxers.

You let out a satisfied hum, as you palm the thickness of it softly, stroking him through the cotton as you watched the swell of it twitch and strain against the stitching.

Biting your lip, you leaned over him, hooking your thumbs around the waistband of his boxers and slowly peeled them down, freeing the aching length of his dick to allow it to flop to the side a bit, the cool air making it twitch as it was finally given room to rise to full mast.

Your eyes flicked up to Pavitr's sleeping face as his expression relaxed, no doubt in relief that his poor cock wasn't being squished by his underwear any longer. He was still making those sounds, but still dreaming, you could tell, by the way his long black eyelashes fluttered against his cheeks.

You wrap your hand around his girth and give a few experimental pumps as you circle your clit with your fingers, idly toying with your own wetness as you try to decide the next course of action.

And that's when it hits you.

Grinning, you pull away, watching as the twitch of his cock laments the loss of your touch while you shimmy out of your ruined panties and carefully straddle his waist.

You stayed, your dripping heat hovering over his cock as you looked down at him, your hands braced on either side of his head as his face twisted while something in his dream shifted.

And oh, when you felt the velvety heat of his cock grind against your clit, it was wonderful. The prominent vein that ran the length of the underside of his cock added the perfect friction for you to rub against; your dripping slick adding perfect lubricant to allow you to glide on him effortlessly.

Your eyes roll back as your breathing gets heavy, feeling a tingle at the base of your spine slowly spread up, your toes curling slightly at just how hot this all is. You haven't done this in particular in a while, playing around with him while he slept. The first time you did it you thought he'd be upset, but he quickly assured you that it was the most amazing way to be woken up in the morning. A million times better than his favorite snack and coffee, first thing.

You make a soft noise as his hips rut upwards against you, adding extra stimulation whilst your breath gets caught in your throat.

Your eyes snap open when hands slide up your thighs to grip at your ass, pulling you down harder to grind on Pavitr's cock.

"Oh... 'm-morning to you, too." Pavitr panted up at you, a love-drunk smile on his face as his eyes blink drowsily up at you.

"Morning baby." You breathe, leaning down to kiss him.

"Don't stop." He groaned as your lips broke apart.

"I wasn't planning on it." You chuckle breathlessly and lean down to kiss his bobbing Adams apple.

"I... I put some condoms in the nightstand last night, if you wanna..."

You groan deeply in your chest. Yeah, yeah you definitely wanted him inside of you, right now.

"Right." You say, clearing your throat as you leaned away from him, stopping that delicious friction as you quickly rifle through the drawer, fishing out the needed foil packet.

You hastily tear it open and pull out the rubber item, and slowly, almost achingly so, roll it down his length until it was snug at the base of his cock.

"God--" He whimpered, hips stuttering up into your touch.

"I know, baby." You sigh, climbing on top of him again as his hands squeeze your thighs briefly, moving up to your hips while your delicate fingers line his cock up with your wanting hole.

"'M not gonna last long." You tell him, your voice trembling as you lower yourself down, sinking his cock all the way in one smooth stroke.

The sound that came from within his chest made your toes curl again. "I--I know." Pavitr groaned. "Me either."

You languidly rolled your hips, dragging his throbbing length through your tight, velvety walls, the ribs and bumps on the condom making your eyes roll back with a whimper.

Pavitr was definitely feeling more awake, now, because he was thrusting up into you with wanton desperation his feet bracing on the mattress as you drove yourself down to meet his hips, gyrating and rolling against him; the tip of his cock ramming against your sweet spot with every thrust, making you practically squeal.

"Right there?" He pants, his hand reaching up to grope at one of your breasts, squeezing the soft flesh gently in his palms, marveling at how the fat squishes beneath his fingers.

"Yes!" You whine, bracing your hands on his chest for support as you rode yourself closer to your orgasm.

God, you needed this. You both did. The two of you had been so stressed out and run taut that you felt you both were going to snap. Half the time, when you two finally met at home, you were too tired to do more than eat, shower, and sleep.

Yes, cuddles were nice, but sometimes a husband and his wife just absolutely needed to rail each other until their eyes crossed, y'know?

Yeah... you made a mental note to squeeze sex into your future schedules, after this. You were so drunk off this ecstasy that neither of you were sure you could go longer than a day or two without it ever again. The distance your schedules imposed on the two of you just made the euphoria that much stronger.

And god, when you came, it felt like all the stress of the past few weeks completely ebbed away with each contraction of your muscles around his hard length; your wet, needy walls milking him for everything his body promised he could give you.

"Gh--tight..." He groaned, tilting his head back and gritting his teeth, the hand that was groping at your chest joined the other at your hips, helping you rise and fall on him, helping you ride out your orgasm as he so desperately tried to pitch himself over that edge he was teetering on.

You were so thankful he thought ahead of time for condoms, whimpering as his hips slammed up into you, threatening to make you cum a second time in less than a minute.

Neither of you were ready for a baby just yet, and you hadn't found a birth control that didn't make you sick. It was Pavitr's idea you get off your birth control in the first place, because he hated how sick you'd get, how uncomfortable you were.

So... You both opted for condoms and emergency contraceptives in case something happened while you had sex.

And fuck. Were you worried you'd need to take some, right now, with how you felt the condom swell and strain as he pumped his thick load into the thin rubber.

You were worried it was going to burst, especially with how he was rabbiting his hips up into yours as he chased the waning flames of his coital haze as your tight hole milked him dry.

It didn't, and you were glad of the fact as you dropped down, laying across his chest as the two of you heaved for some fresh air, your lungs burning desperately with each drag.

"Good morning. Again." You mumble with a giggle against his sweaty skin.

"Oh, yeah. It definitely is, now." He grinned, his hand running up and down your back in a loving caress.

"I hope you know we're not leaving this room for the rest of the day, now, right?" Pavitr asked you.

Oh, your fluffy, doofy husband had some of the best ideas...

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[sardonic-the-writer]

—tangy

SUMMARY | this was supposed to be a simple, relaxing mission. all of that had been thrown out the train window as soon as you saw idiot one and idiot two

PAIRING | tangerine x reader

REQUESTED | no

WARNINGS | spoilers for bullet train, hit men, mentions of murder, guns, ect

WORD COUNT | 1.7k+

AUTHORS NOTE | fell in love with tangerine while watching bullet train. what more is there to it

🍊 MASTERLIST 🍊 NAVIGATION 🍊 RULES 🍊

Confined spaces certainly makes the job easier for you.

You were able to observe everyone simultaneously. Being everywhere all at once. Sitting idily in a corner inconspicuously, sipping on a drink while pretending to read a newspaper. All the while watching as people fidgit with their fingers and mingle amongst nearby passengers. Keeping tabs on who leaves and who enters and how many times they do it.

In fact that's all you had been planning on doing for the next twenty four hours. Enjoying the ambiance of the lovely modern train as you waited for your mark. Probably opting on getting up to lure the target into a bathroom stall, slitting their throat once the lock had been clicked. An easy job by definition, especially for you. Practically a vacation handed to you on a silver platter.

That's why you almost choked on your fizzy drink when they walked in.

You'd never forgot a face. Not once. That's part of the reason you made for such a good hit man. Show you someone's high school picture once, and you'd be able to pick them out in a crowd forty years after it had been taken. And when I say pick them out, I mean with a gun. Preferably from a rooftop. Probably from a rooftop.

So you recognized the leather jacket and blue suit almost immediately. After all how could you forget. Your annoyance for them had been all but solidified in concrete the moment the loud one had shot your leg in Russia, his twin just watching. That cast was a bitch to lug around for half a year, and everytime it thumped against the staricase in your house you cursed the both of them.

Suppressing a groan, your eyes cautiously watched from behind the pages of a comically large larg magazine as Lemon and Tangerine walked down the isle of the train compartment together, facing each other while bickering quite loudly. Or at least doing what you assumed was to be bickering. Knowing them, they probably just used that many curse words in a casual conversation anyway.

"I've told you a thousan' times, bruv." You listed to Lemon slur his words with that thick accent of his, practically spitting fire at his twin. "It's Thomas The Tank Engine. Not Thomas the Train. Get that in ya thick skull."

"Oh well, ex-fucking-scuze me. I didn' know I'd be gettin schooled on a fuckin kids show today, twat." Tangerines eyeroll was all but audible in response. He ignored as fellow passengers swapped offended looks with each other at their language. You'd imagine he'd be flipping them off if he wasn't so busy basically biting his brothers head off.

They were nearly past your booth now and out of the train car, your fingers tightening around the reading material in front of you in anticipation. For a moment you thanked whoever had given the both of them such long legs and speedy strides, happy as long as they were out of sight. Didn't matter that they would still be on the train. As long as they didn't see you, all was well.

So of course they would choose that moment to stop right in front of your fucking seat. The urge to stand up and kick them both in their asses was only increasing. Not that it wasn't already high up there in the first place.

"I don't give a bloody damn when ya smart ass people half the time you bastard. Here me complanin? Nope." Lemon popped the p at the last word, pointing a finger at his companions chest. "But no one, and I mean no one ya cheeky fuck, bad mouths Thomas in front of me."

"Right. And what you gonna do about it, fruit boy. Stick a diesel sticker on me when I ain't lookin?"

"I just might. An don't call me fruit boy. You're the one who came up with those names in the first place 'member?"

Your muscled tensed up in preparation when Tangerine suddenly whipped around to you, dragging Lemons attention along with him. The cool metal of your gun brushed against your fingertips as you slowly reached under the trains table for where it was hidden. Maybe this time you'd have an excuse to shoot them in the legs. Send them a hallmark card in the hospital afterwards. Something cheep and tacky. You were petty like that.

"Hey, mate, mind reminding my buddy here tha' grown ass adults don't watch the cartoon channel and he's due for a visit to the loony bin?"

You just glared at him and his stupid fucking 90's porn stache, frown deepening as you watched recognization well up in his eyes.

"Hang on." Your hand twitched with the urge to rip his tounge out of his mouth as it ran across his bottom lip. "I know you—"

"Oh for fucks sake."

You hopped up, abandoning your cozy little corner in turn for dragging him by the lapel of his now wrinkled suit into the connecting cabin of the train cars. You imagined that if they hadn't been so surprised by an innocent looking samaritan dragging their asses along, you would be sporting two new holes in the side of your head.

"One job! I had one job and the two of you had to muck it all up!" Words hissed out of your mouth like steam from a gas can as you dropped your grip on Tangerine and turned away from him, revealing your own gun nonchalantly. They were both quick to draw their own, stances stiff and confused in contrast to your loose but annoyed one.

"Ay I recognize you now." Lemon looked over at Tangerine, gesturing his gun to you loosely. "Russia. A broken leg. James the train, 'member?"

"Would you stop it with the Thomas the train shit for one fffuckin moment?" He hissed back. "Yeah I remember 'em. But that dosent explain what the hell their doin on this train now does it?"

"Nothing that concerns you." You saved them the trouble of yet another fighting match. "And wait, James the train?"

"Yeah." Lemons eyes brightened slightly while looking at you. As if happy someone was asking him about his interest in the train show without attempting to shit on it. "A James. Impatient but gets shit done. Kinda determined too."

You blinked.

"Okay now I like him." You turned your gun over to Tangerine completely now, the man's eyes widening as he sputtered slightly.

"What?!"

You shrugged with an unbothered and downward turn of your lips. "He complimented me. Plus he wasn't the one who shot me in the leg."

"Come-fucken-on that was not a fucken compliment!!"

"I dunno bruv." Lemon shrugged, mirroring your earlier action. "It kinda was."

"Yeah, alright I definitely like you now."

"Oh come off it you bitch! Help me out here or I'll fuckin kill you before they shoot me!" Tangerine spat. You listened as Lemon snickered.

"Hey. I'm good at readin people wha' can I say. And they certainly aren't lookin to shoot any of us right now. That's not a very Jamss thing of them ta do." You sent Lemon a kind thank you—to which he returned it with a your welcome. Tangerine was left alone to seethe in anger.

"Stop that before you blow a gasket." You made a face, referring to the way Tangerines jaw clenched as if he were attempting to chew glass. "Your brother here, Lemon, is right. I don't really feel like carrying your lifeless body across this train right now. I just want to get my damn job done and then go see a cherry tree grove or something."

He grumbled whilst Lemon preened at your recognization of his correct assumption.

"Besides. I'd hate to shoot you in the face and ruin your best asset. Would really ruin my day more than it already has been." A loose sigh made it past your lips. "Fucking up shit is more your style anyways."

You could tell Tangerine was struggling with being of the receiving end of such a blatant compliment and insult on the same time—practically picking through his brain for a measurable response. Either way he was about to run his mouth, and you'd wasted enough time on the job already.

"If I see either of you pass by through my train car again, it better just be that: passing through. Anything else and I am not afraid to end up leaving a few people with ringing ears. Capishe?" The gun in your hands was nodded at strictly, the not so hidden threat being left out in the open for all to interpret.

"Loud and clear mate." Lemon grinned.

"Good. Now scram."

"Hold on love—"

"Call me love again, and I rip that mustache off and shove it straight up that ass of yours. Now ta-ra, or whatever pricks like you say." You were already leaving, so sadly you didn't get to see the look on Tangerines face as you walked off, really just wanting to finish that drink you'd left behind now. Although you wouldn't complain if you were to find something a bit stronger than soda. Especially after that.

The twins waited until you were out of the connecting room before either of them went to speak.

"You know." Lemon clamped a hand down on Tangerines arm with a toothy grin. "If I didn' know any better bruv, I would say tha' you have a thing for them. Not everyday you get a compliment on your ugly mug."

"Must have hit your head boarding. And get ya fucken greasy bitch ass hand off me." He snarled, swatting his brothers hand off his shoulder. "They just threatened to kill me for fucks sake. And I them!"

"I dunno. They seemed like they're a little partial to oranges themself."

"It's tangerines idiot! Tangerines!"

"Whatever. Don't get your knickers in a twist."

#tangerine x reader #tangerine #bullet train #bullet train x reader #tangerine x you #tangerine x y/n #bullet train x you #bullet train x y/n #fanfic #x reader #one shot #bullet train tangerine #assassin!reader #tangerine fanfiction #bullet train fanfic

[kaylas-world-0]

Bloopers

So I decided to make a bloopers to celebrate 300 followers :)

I thought and was like why would I choose one fic to write bloopers about so I am gonna write all my Bullfrog and Rayman fic’s bloopers (But because there is a lot published I can’t do a lot for one fic)

Lemme write for Rayman first because he has less Qwq (I will leave a link to -nearly- every bloopers I’ll write so if you guys don’t remember/didn’t read yet you can go and see)

Masterlist

Taglist: @blorbostation @eateableworm @livelaughluvvfaithyy @darkchanx @astoraa @shiroisotto64 @kalemwoof @oneofthesillies @sleepyscribe @lpsyumy-chan

Everyone is welcome in the tag list

Dear anons; I would really appreciate it if you could choose an emoji while sending your asks and requests (and stick with it) so I can tell you apart. Thank you~

Stary Night

“You are over one hundred?”

“Cut! You didn’t sound too shocked let’s do it again!”

“Why didn’t you sound too shocked Y/N?”

“It’s not too surprising you old man.”

“Hey!”

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He quickly sit up with the most arrogant, playful grin you ever saw him wearing, “Ahhh, I know. I get it. It’s me isn’t it?”

You burst into laughing, “Holy shit, what? You?! No way!” You chocked between your laughing fit, hitting his side playfully.

“Shit!” He yelped, losing his balance and falling off of the tree. You freaked out, crawling to the edge, “Rayman!!?”

A painful muffled moan come from him, “..am fine….”

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On The Run

You two run for your dear little lives, meantime trying to escape the spears throwing at you two, only for you to lose your balance and face plan on the ground, a few spears falling on you causing you to grunt in pain. Everyone stopping their act and start to snicker. Rayman comes to your side laughing, “Run, Y/n! Run! They are coming to get our asses!"

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You scoffed turning to him, you can finally question him. But you halted seeing him strugle. "What are you doing?"

He turned to you, "Oh nothing it's just--" he pull out a rose under him and smirked, "This is for you."

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He was inviding your space, "Are we about to kiss?"

You smack him on the head, "Tell the lines right! We've been trying to take this scene for an hour!"

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"You okay?" Rayman glanced back.

You were struggling inside the cauldron, "Shit I am sorry, I can't feel the ground under my feet—" accidently pulling Rayman with you as you two were tied together. You both loose your balance falling together with the cauldron, "Fuck!"

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Fruits (suggestive warning)

"Well, yes, but it's mostly because... uh... fuck I forget my line." Rayman groaned

"Again? Really?"

"What?"

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The camera lands on the two kissing agressivly. The two soon loose balance and fall.

"What the--"

"We Are Practicing Kissing!!"

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"Should we measure our hands?"

"Why?... oh, fuck, wait!"

"You idiot. Tell your lines right for once!" You sobbed

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He dipped you down, "Oh god you are heavy." He wheezed out jokingly. "Slipping! We are falling!" He yelled teasingly.

"No,no,no,no,no,no! RAYMAN!"

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Hotel

Playing with his clothes as if they are suffocating him, "God, I don't like these clothes at all. They are so tight."

"Shut up and play along." You scoffed

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You were about to slap him to wake up. “WAKE UP BITCH” and you just did that

“AH! HEY! THAT FUCKING HURT—”

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You shake him outside of the plane, the cold didn’t seemed to faze him, “Fuck, He actually slept? Again?”

You glanced around and smirked mischievously, letting him go off of the plane. “Heh.”

You heard him groan in pain as he face planted on the cold concrete, “Fucking… traitor…”

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“Light! It’s been so long since I’ve heard from you— What are you both doing?” He paused walking over the view of the camera as he stared at you and Rayman’s dance

“JOIN THE CULT FROG—“

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It’s Bullfrog’s turn!

Rooftop Talks

You notice he pulled out a can of juice. He took its straw and dipped it into the box, “Wants some?”

“Sure.” You leaned in for a sip. After a long sip you let it go with a sigh. Bullfrog poked his tongue out trying to get the straw in his own mouth and sips on it with a happy hum.

Someone from the background snickered, “You know that you two technically kissed right?”

You flushed, “Shut the fuck up.”

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He took its straw and dipped it into the box, “Wants some?”

"Sure.” You leaned in for a sip. After a long sip you let it go coughing, "Ah fuck." You chocked loudly.

"Oh shit."

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Don’t Leave

You are carrying Bullfrog on your back as he wraps his arms around your shoulders tightly.

“Mm you are so warm.”

You wheezed, “bullfrog…can’t breath..”

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Bullfrog covered in fake blood, he dips his hands inside the pail full of them, and flap his hands around, “Blood. Bleh. Bleh. For you and for you, mes amis. Je vomis du sang.”

You wheezed on the hall.

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You accidentally hit his head on the door while carrying him inside. He hissed in pain and you panic.

“HOLY SHIT. I AM SO SORRY—“

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Hibernation

You two roll around on top of each other fighting. You were nearly able to escape and get up from the ground but he jumped on top of you like a basketball player with a huge snowball on his hands, hitting you right in the head. “REVENGEEEE” You both fell on the snow, he on top of you as he laughed. You screamed in fright as he held you hostage under the snow. “YOU WANTED NEIGE. THERE YOU HAVE IT—“

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Bullfrog seemed to choose to run away.

“FUCK—“ He slipped and fell on his butt.

“Holy shit.”

He laughed, “I am so sorry! One more time, s’il te plaît!”

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He grabbed your arm, “Let’s go!”

He pulled you causing you to lose your balance and drop your drink, he fell along with you “Shit.”

You two laughed.

“I am sorry!” He yelled, “We have to took this scene again!”

“Please, my arm gonna pull off—“ You choked out.

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“Hey, Bullfrog where are you going?”

He said his line and waited for you to shoot him with a snowball but he burst out laughing to see you miss him. Again.

You laughed falling on your knees, “NOO, THAT WAS MY LAST STRENGTH. WE ARE TRYING THIS FOR AN HOUR. WHY AM I MISSING YOU EVERYTIMEEEE!!!”

He fell on his side wheezing. “Want- want some break?” He choked out.

“Please.” You sobbed. “I can’t feel my feet and hands in this snow!”

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You read the script as it is written, “Dors avec moi. How am I pronouncing this?”

Bullfrog, “Okay say. Doğ-avek-moa”

“Dogh avek moaa- what?”

He snickered, “Haha okay— Repeat after me. Doğ-“

“Doghh?”

“Avek.”

“Aveyk?”

“Moa.”

“Mua?”

“Dors avec moi.”

“Ddohhhhh…. Can you repeat again? A bit more slow this time. Please….”

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Assurance

You glance up from the chair you are sitting in the balcony, to see a movement “FUCK!” You jump on your seat in fright to see Bullfrog, not expecting him.

He quickly apologized with a concern and amused face as you gripped your chest and took deep breaths.

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“We are going to watch the sun ri—?“ He paused with a buzzing nose. He pouted and shoo the fly away. “Tu dois être en train de me baiser en ce moment. Une mouche?” He grumbld to himself as you laugh.

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"You are so beautiful just by being you, and you are so fascinating just by being you. Among all the people I know, you easily stand out, with your stance, the way you speak, your thoughts and—“ You suddenly sneezed in the middle of his speech and then turn to him like nothing happened. You two stared.

Then laugh.

“Oh my god. I am so sorry” you wheezed out

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Enemies

He pinned you to the ground, you two both breathless. And then you couldn’t hold back your laugh, “I am so sorry.” He laughed along with you letting you go.

He sit next to you, “mon Dieu…”

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“Halt and raise your havavazghh FUCK!”

Bullfrog snorted at that.

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“Leave me alone, madame, Its- I’m no—“ He choked on his breath, “baise, water?—” He choked loudly.

“Shit! He is dying!!”

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“I always wanted to die as a hero.” The moment you two glance at each other’s eyes you burst out laughing.

He wheezed, “This is one of those moments! I have no clue why I am laughing!”

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You pressed him on the ground with a growl.

He bit his lip. “Wow” He didn’t even said anything and you start to laugh just by his expression.

“Fuck no.” You let him go as you two laughed.

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Drunk

“Shh you are so loud.” You pressed your finger over his lips, he couldn’t stop himself from coughing out a laugh. You both stood on the door snickering.

You wheezed, “I am so sorry. I can’t play like this.”

“Let’s do it again.”

“Ookay okay…”

You pressed your lips into a thin line trying to suppress yourself, though it didn’t work much as you both start to laugh again.

“FUCK”

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He tries to help you walk only for you to lean all your weight on him disturbing his balance, you both fall on the ground laughing.

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He sighed with your inaudible whining. He flushed even more with you leave little kisses over his face. Soon your lips find his, “Kiss me frog and turn me into a princess/prince.”

He wheezed out, “Isn’t that suppose to happen the other way?!”

“Will you turn into a prince if I do?”

“Wanna try me?”

“GIMME A SMOOCH”

#allenwrites #bullfrog x reader #bullfrog #rayman #rayman x reader #captain laserhawk #rayman in the phantom show #rayman sparks of hope

[gentlebeardsbarngrill]

PoC and queer people, and queers of color are not out here being mad at everyone for no reason. Did you guys think it was just a group of cishet white men who probably don’t even watch the show? We have begged all these years for aid, but it’s dystopian-like to see you guys come together and pay over $21 thousand for a billboard within a few hours. The “charities” aren’t listed, and even then seeing fans tell the organizers use all the money for advertisements is horrifying to say the least. Even more so adding on the creator is a Zionist and antiBlack, which again White people arent gonna give a shit about as they continue to show so in all fandoms. It’s the people affected that calls this guy out, and y’all don’t listen. Do what you want, but stop diminishing our voices as the “angry crowd” have some damn compassion

CW: Racism, Anti-Semitism, Zionism, This is a save space ship so please do not read if you don't have the spoons because there's heavy shit in here today. ------ Hi friend! First of all, I want to say thank you so much for reaching out and giving me some more information! Personally, I don't think what you're being mad about is "for no reason". For me, that's not where the issue lies, and perhaps you could provide me with some further insight. So far, the only kinds of responses to this campaign that I've encountered that are negative have been "Taika is a Zionist", and I have not encountered that "queers of color " we're having a problem. Now, that could be that I just haven't seen them and now that my reach is out a little further it's coming up-- which is great, I want to have a conversation about it. I am newer to the fandom so it's possible I just haven't been around for a lot of this in the past, I admit that. I would be more than happy to hear more about what it is that "Queers of Color" have a problem with regarding the show.

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In regards to "Even more so adding on the creator (I'm assuming you're referring to Taika here as opposed to David Jenkins?) is a Zionist and antiBlack, which again White people arent gonna give a shit about as they continue to show so in all fandoms."

So, I can see why you feel that way. I've heard a lot from many people of color who feel as if they aren't being considered in a lot of fandoms (not specifically this one but general scifi , fantasy, etc). I am white, so I know that no matter what my background is culturally, I cannot understand the full extent of what our friends of color go through so I try to amplify the voices of those people when they bring information to the table. I do think this fandom cares, and would love to hear more if you're willing to provide it.

My First Question is, where is the narrative coming from that Taika is AntiBlack? He's of Te Whānau-ā-Apanui, an indigenous person, with jewish heritage. I did some googling (yes I realise that's not the most efficient or accurate tool, but I did try to find independant sources). The thing that sticks out most to me is regarding the 2020 following the death of George Floyd. Here is one of the articles I referenced:

Taika's tweet was "Watch the whole thing. Eloquent. Clear. Everyone is angry but there is a way to direct that anger." in response to Killer Mike's message asking “not burn your own house down” and instead “fortify your own house.” and to "Plot, plan, strategize, and organize" as he said in the video.

Now, I see a lot of reactions from people of color specifically stating "don't police my anger" and that is a 100% valid take. No one should be telling you how to channel your anger when as a society you are being murdered and you have to fight back to survive. I do think that everyone still has a lot to learn.

I am going to give you a little background on myself (not to toot my own horn, but to provide a little perspective on how much we are still learning). I am whiteyest white person there is, like I go outside and my skin practically lights on fire from my irish/eastern european ancestry, but I also have a black biological grandmother from Guayana who had ancestry back to many years before when slaves were brought over during the Atlantic Slave Trade. So growing up, even though I was white, I thought I had it all figured out on racism because my grandma was black. The narratives taught in US schools were that "racism was in the past" because schools had been white washed, and I grew up in Northern Virginia, where it was supposed to be "multicultural center of the country" since we were so close to DC. Over time, I started finding out from friends of color and indigenous friends that they were still experiencing racism towards them. I never knew, because I wouldn't have, it wasn't faced towards me. And I knew some-- but I didn't know enough even then 15 years ago. Roll around to 2010-12ish, several things occurred that made "black face" become more prominent and I had more discussions with my friends about what kind of racism they dealt with in their day to day lives. I used to color my arms when I was a kid with a brown marker because I wanted to look like my grandma. I found out at the ripe old age of 24 that was basically black face for a lot of people and that it wasn't ok.

2020 came, and George Floyd, and Brianna Taylor, Stephan Clark, Botham Jean, Freddie Gray and so many others were murdered by police and white supremacist shitwads, and suddenly, not just me but so many more white people started to get the slightest inkling of just HOW BAD it really was for black people in this country. That was the year honestly I started to question the systems of our government, and all the racial inequalities that I THOUGHT I had understood before.

Our government, our society culturally has tried its best to sweep racial inequality under the rug, and pretend like "racism is gone" when we still have systems built on racism, that benefit from racist systems of the past. (This is why it's so important that we keep fighting against people who want to white wash history books in a lot of the southern states like FL and TX) Is that an excuse? Of course not. But I believe in change whole-heartedly, and while I am still ashamed of the vast ignorance I had for so many years, and worry about the ignorance I still don't know I'm ignorant of, I do try to be better. I am trying to take that shame and continue to learn and chip away at my ignorance not only through others but on my own. I am not asking for you to pity, or to forgive me or any other white person for that kind of ignorance, what I'm doing here is trying to make a safe space to share and so you can see that people can actively change. Is it enough? Probably not, but it's a start.

-- Now, All that to say, regarding Taika... that tweet from 2020, as I said, quite a lot of people (of all colors) had their eyes opened that year to some pretty systemic racist horrors, and if that is the tweet that sparked the idea that Taika is "Anti-Black" I think, while you don't have to forgive him, it would be something to consider that quite a lot of people were well intending during that time but did not fully comprehend exactly how bad it was. I would however, if you'd be willing to chat with me in DMs about it, or send another ask, like to hear more if there was more evidence of it somewhere I didn't see.

-------- In regards to Taika being a Zionist... which I have heard from others quoting the letter he signed asking for the release of hostages in Gaza. I'm including a link to a copy of the letter just so people can read it, I realize the hollywood reporter isn't an amazing source, but it has the letter included, so thats why. Once again, when that letter came out back in October, quite a lot of people didn't actually know what was going on in Gaza.

We all heard brief things in our day to day news feed, but just like how everything is on the internet right now, information isn't "complete" it's broken up in fragments and it takes a really long time to compile them. There is misinformation galore, and it's incredibly easy to not hear the entire story. I know in October, I was dealing with health issues and I was completely just not paying attention what was going on (we all have our lives and as much as I'd like to say we can all be omniscient and fully present for all things it's truly not a reasonable expectation of any human being nor should it be, the world is a very large place, and we should help where we can but there's a limitation on human ability).

In my opinion, as someone who has tried a lot of their life to "do the right thing" and made a lot of mistakes and tried to learn from them, that letter, and Taika signing it seemed like a "Good intentions" situation again, hoping that he could help in someway. Am I making excuses for him? No, I'm expressing my perspective. I'm not here to change your opinion on him, I'm here to express why fans are still fighting for this show. Do you have other resources regarding his support of zionism?

What concerns me though as a whole, is people throwing 'Zionist' around very liberally these days. I am not an expert on the situation and I don't claim to be. However, growing up in DC when 9/11 happened, I can tell you that labels like that can get dangerous very VERY quickly. Muslim families I grew up with had their windows shattered with bricks on the night of 9/11 (and labeled terrorists) despite being pillars in the community and never having hurt a soul.

Right now, Zionist is a word that is being used to label someone in a very intense way, and it invokes dangerous responses in people. I do believe we really need to make sure we are labeling these situations properly because those kinds of labels CAN and WILL get out of hand very quickly and get people hurt.

I'm going to link to this article from the Anne Frank house to define Zionism. I am also going to list this article from the American Jewish Committee regarding racism and anti-semitism. Once again I'm not an expert on the situation going on in Gaza, and I'm happy to hear more regarding it.

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In regards to your comments on the charities: There are some charities listed in a few places, they just aren't all part of the advertising campaign one:

The main one for Rainbow Youth is here: The Renew As a Crew Fundraiser (not the advertising one) https://ry-community.raisely.com/renewasacrew/ **The Advertising Campaign / Charities**

You mentioned in your ask "even then seeing fans tell the organisers use all the money for advertisements is horrifying to say the least".

I can understand why that would be horrifying to someone who is feeling raw the way that you are. It's completely valid. I would like to offer up the perspective that some people are very invested in this show for their own reasons (some people have never felt represented in major networks) and they too are allowed to feel excited and say things that might be in their own best interest. We are all allowed those opinions, and I think the more we shame people for wanting something, the less discussion we're going to be able to have. That said, I think the @renewasacrew leadership team made a good decision to stick to their original $10K for advertising, and the rest going to charity because of the confusion. It does the most good, and still allows the original intent -- to show the world how much Our Flag Means Death means to many people.

In regards to which charities they are going to -- I had seen somewhere that they were going to a charity Samba and Vico Ortiz had chosen but I asked the leadership team on twitter and this is what they responded with (which I think is fair, they're trying to take their time to make a good decision with the help of everyone involved).

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I would also like to point out however, that we do have the ability to care about more than one thing at once. One thing that makes life worth living is the little things that make us smile. I have a lot of stuff at home that makes life rough, and my escape is this gay pirate show, and this beautiful, compassionate community that supports it.

We are allowed to have things that we love as well as the things we fight for. I do a lot of my activism on facebook and in person, I don't bring it to tumblr much because this is the safe space for a lot of people to dream and have dreams. It is important for everyone's mental health to step away from the realities of life sometimes (which I know some people like those in Gaza or Ukraine can't do) or else we all burn out and can't help anymore.

I hope this helps a bit in showing you we do care about queers of color, and we do want to know more how we can help, and we are willing to listen. There's a lot of compassion in this community, and I think a lot of people would be willing to talk about it if things are done in a safe space. I do apologize that you feel like we've "diminished" your voices, that was not the intention. If you would like to use that voice to provide more examples and your views I'm happy to listen. I do think we need to allow people to enjoy things too though, because life's not worth living otherwise. Nothing is perfect, but we continue to try and improve.

I would also like to recommend that if the OFMD fandom renewal campaign is bothering folks, please feel free to block us. We don't want to make anyone feel bad, but we also want to express ourselves in a healthy manner. Much love your way Anon.

#ofmd #our flag means death #asks #anon asks

[spinningwebsandtales]

Imagine D Saving You From A Group Of Vampires

Vampire Hunter D X FemReader

Rating: T+

Warnings: Terror, violence

Word Count: 1k

(A/N:) Thank you for asking for more Vampire Hunter D content @bookwormgamerweeb I've been looking to write more about him but ideas have alluded me until now! I do have a second idea so keep an eye out for it! Until next time happy reading! ~Countess

Everyone told you to get somewhere safe before the night falls. You had heard it through every town you passed through. The vampires stalk the night, make sure you're in the next town before the sun sets, don't get caught out in the desert at sundown, ect ect. You had planned to be in the next town, but life liked to screw you over as your only mode of transportation laid in the sand, unwilling to go anymore and the sun began to fall behind the sandy dunes. You sucked in a breath, trying to calm your trembling form. Your doom seemed to stretch before you as the sun slowly disappeared, leaving you alone in the suffocating dark. The first unholy screech made you duck, trying to cover yourself in a feeble attempt at protection.

Huddling against a rock, trying to keep your back safe. Darkness quickly over took you and no matter how hard you tried, your eyes couldn't penetrate the shadows surrounding you. The warmth of the day quickly left and despite the remaining heat in the rock radiating into your back, the terror was seeping the warmth from your body. You could hear sand rolling down the dunes, quick footsteps echoing through the dark. Your breath began to come in pants no matter how hard you tried to calm your racing heartbeat. Death was coming and it was in the forms of gaping mouths full of fangs glimmering in the waning moonlight.

Surrounded by gleaming red eyes, you closed your eyes ready for the end. You had no weapons that could take down any of the Nobility. You sat there, unable to do anything against them. You felt their presence leaning over you, feel the breath upon your fragile neck. When screams pierced the sky around you. Opening one eye you spotted wooden needles sticking out from your attackers' necks. Scrambling further away you caught a glimpse of a larger shadow making it's way towards you. A gorgeous, black clad man sitting upon a cyborg horse and a longsword strapped to his back. You sucked in a breath, rubbing at your eyes sure that what you were beholding was nothing but an illusion. You couldn't move due to the shock until this mysterious stranger got between you and your attackers who were still struggling to pull the needles from their flesh. He unsheathed the sword taking their heads in one fell swoop. The Nobility gave one last piercing shriek before they finally fell silent. Without a word the stranger offered his hand and you took it with no questions.

Clinging tightly to his back upon his horse, you buried your face into his cape trying to calm your trembling.

"Thank you," your teeth chattered.

He nodded the dull thuds of the cyborg horse's hooves the only sound in the darkness. You didn't know how long you both rode together before he pulled his horse to a stop. Dismounting he helped you from the steed's back and placed you back on your own feet. He didn't release you until he knew you wouldn't fall over. The adrenaline had worn off a long time ago and now all you felt was exhaustion. Your rescuer silently gathered sticks for a small fire and you set about to help him. Moments later there was a small crackling fire before you both. You didn't seem so afraid now with a light penetrating the cold dark. Now you could see the man who saved you even clearer and the moonlight could not do his beauty justice. He caught you staring and you tried to look away quickly.

"Why were you out in the dark," he finally spoke his voice a soothing deep melody.

"My transportation crapped out on me," you replied huddling closer to the fire as the thoughts of those monsters so close to killing you reemerged. "I had no choice."

"Good thing I came across you."

You nodded, hugging your knees to your chest. "I guess I owe you now?"

He waved a hand, refusing to look up from the fire.

"I don't have much money but if you can take me to the next town I can give you what little I have left," you spoke after several silent moments.

"I'll take you. I'm heading there myself so you owe me nothing."

Though he was trying to get a wall to talk, you could tell this stranger wasn't a horrible bloodthirsty man you were used to coming across.

"Thank you," you replied. "What do I call you?"

"D."

You gave him your name, but his looks and demeanor were giving you pause. You had seen so many hunters in your time and none of them were as skilled, powerful, or handsome as this one. You had heard of Nobility having offspring with humans, but it was rare. Was it possible your savior was a Dhampir?

"This may be too personal and you don't have to answer." You swallowed. "Are you a Dhampir?"

He looked away. the only thing that gave him away as nervous was a small twitch of his hands. Humans were cruel to Dhampirs. No matter their disposition. You didn't agree with people such as them, everyone deserved a chance no matter their species. Even some Nobility could cause good things, if they wanted to.

"Yes," he whispered.

You rose from the fire and made your way to his side, before you plopped back down in the sand. You stuck out your hand causing him to glance leerily at your outstretched hand. D finally took it giving it a gentle squeeze.

"It's nice to meet you," you smiled while giving his hand a shake.

Despite rescuing you, you really liked D. How anyone could be cruel to such a man you would never know. And despite the surrounding dangers lurking in the shadows you fell asleep and rested peacefully around the fire. As long as you had D around you felt like nothing could come in front of your goals. D watched you with curiosity, he hadn't met someone like you in a long time and it made him feel refreshed. Maybe there was hope for humanity after all as he felt your skin still tingling on his hand. He kept an eye on the surroundings ready for a new day to come and to see what laid before him.

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