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bridgyrose · 3 months

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Good afternoon Bridgy! First, a random question: What are your thoughts on trains/railways? Personally they're my favorite way to travel. While I'm here, I most humbly request the next installment of either penpals or transfer student. That is all. Have a good day please!

(I havent been on many trains/railways, but I think they make great ways of travel. Now if only the US could make them more commonplace... but anyway, enjoy the drabble)

Weiss looked out over the forest from the cliffside with the other students, heart pounding as she tried to get her thoughts together. She glanced over at Pyrrha, still wanting her as a partner. Follow her after being launched? Maybe watch her from the air with her glyphs and follow down slowly, calling it all a coincidence. It would be simple enough to get her as a partner, and that would be another item crossed off on her list.

“Nervous, Weiss?” Ruby asked as she walked up behind her.

Weiss shook her head and turned around to smile at Ruby. “Of course not. Just making sure I have plans figured out for orientation.”

“We could be-”

“I already have plans on who I want on my team.” Weiss glanced over towards Pyrrha again, her heart racing as she watched her ready her spear and shield for orientation. “All I need to do is make sure I can find her after we’re launched and I can start this year right.”

Ruby sighed and held her arm. “Yeah, but, I was thinking, since we’re friends-”

“Maybe friends.”

“-maybe friends… that we could, you know… be teammates. O-or partners. Get to know each other better.”

“We can maybe be on a team together, but… I need this to go right.”

“To go right?”

“To prove that I can be a huntress and that I’m ready to lead like I’ve been trained to.” Weiss pulled her rapier off her hip and spun the revolver to make sure the dust vials loaded in were still filled. “If I fail here, then nothing I’ve done will have mattered.”

“Oh…”

Weiss sighed and put her rapier back onto her hip. “Look, I already told you I’ll keep you from failing out, and even if we end up on different teams, we’ll still be friends. Maybe friends.”

Ruby nodded and walked off. “Alright. Then… see you after?”

“Yeah, you’ll see me after.” Weiss took a breath as she watched Ruby walk off, feeling a little guilty for pushing her away so quickly. It wasnt that she didnt want to be on Ruby’s team, but Ruby shouldn’t have even been here. Too young, too inexperienced with her training, skipping grades and classes that she should’ve had. She’d help her, but not do everything for her. Not that she was worried about doing everything for Ruby if they ended up on a team, she was sure she’d be able to handle whatever came at her.

Weiss got herself in position onto the platform as Ozpin started to speak, trying to wrangle everyone in. With a deep breath, she steadied herself as she listened to his words, focused on the forest in front of her.

“Today marks the first step to becoming huntsmen and huntresses through one of the most prestigious schools in Remnant,” Ozpin said as he walked in front of each of the platforms. “And today will mark your first day on the team you’ll make today. But first, you’ll want to find the partner you’ll be spending the rest of your schooling with. The first person you make eye contact with will be your partner.”

Weiss sighed under her breath, taking a quick glance at Pyrrha before focusing on the forest in front of her again. Eye contact was going to make things more complicated than just finding someone. Now she had to find her and make sure they saw each other eye to eye, while also avoiding anyone else that could potentially mess this up for her. Another challenge that made picking her partner that much more important.

As Ozpin finished his speech, the first few students were sent off into the forest, one at a time as each platform launched. Weiss readied herself as she braced to be thrown, closing her eyes until the moment she felt the wind rush through her hair. Her eyes opened as she watched the forest below her, looking for any sign of Pyrrha below her. A glint of gold caught her eye as it rushed through the tops of the forest, a smile creeping across her lips as she created a series of glyphs to slow her fall, soon becoming platforms as she ran out of the sky and to the tops of the trees, keeping her eyes peeled for Pyrrha.

She slowly lowered herself down through the trees, taking care to be quiet as she took a step onto the ground as her platforms disappeared. With a deep breath, she pulled the rapier from her hip and held it out in front of her as she heard a few bushes start to rustle around her.

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Weiss sighed as she listened to Ruby, Blake, and Yang start to fix up the dorm and rearrange everything, already annoyed by how loud they were being. It was one thing to be on a team without Pyrrha, but to be on a team with Ruby was still better than nothing. Though Yang was already proving to be a bit much and Blake was much more quiet than she had expected. Still, it wasnt as bad as being on a team with no one she knew.

“Can you use one of your glyphs to help keep this in place?” Yang asked as she helped Blake move one of the bunks on top of the other. “Preferably about two feet up until we can get things stable.”

Weiss sighed and used a glyph to hold the bed up, watching as Yang and Blake started to grab a few books. “And you’re sure this is the best way to make a bunk bed and not just asking for one? I’m sure Ozpin will be willing to get us a real one-”

“We already have the beds here, so we might as well make them useful,” Yang said as she started to put books between the beds, smiling as she finished with the first leg. “And its a bit late to be asking for bunk beds.”

Blake nodded, making sure the books that were being used were ones that she already had extra copies of. “And we need the space now if we want to fit all of yours and Yang’s things. Looks like Ruby and I were the only ones who packed light.”

“Its my first time away from home, I didnt know what I’d need.” Weiss dismissed the glyph as soon as the bed was stable. “I needed to make sure I had everything I needed.”

“Alright team, its time for us to go to bed so we dont end up late for our first class,” Ruby said excitedly as she finished tightening the rope that held her bed above Weiss’s. “We have an early start tomorrow and I”ll make sure none of us are late.”

Weiss nodded and went to her bed, pausing as she pulled at one of the ropes with her finger. “And you’re sure this will hold?”

“I did this before with a tree house. It’ll be fine.”

Weiss shook her head and sighed as she watched Ruby practically jump up onto the bed. She made her way into her own and pulled out her scroll to look at her checklist once more.

Get a huntress license.

Be on a team with Pyrrha.

Make a real friend.

Try a new hobby.

She stared at the list for a few moments before deleting the list completely. Once she was sure it was gone, she put her scroll down to her side and laid down. “Not quite according to plan, but I can make this work.”

#rwby #ruby rose #rwby ruby rose #weiss schnee #yang xiao long #blake belladonna #drabbles #whiterose pen pal au #whiterose pen pal

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voidwritesstuff · 3 months

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Long way to the truth

Cw: ptsd nightmares,paranoia,Lucas having a small breakdown bcs he gets stuck in a motel bcs of the rain.

->Chapter 2: Alabama/Missisipi

Next morning he found himself with all his possesions and his van intact. Lucas sits up and stretches out, letting out a strained grunt as his muscles get pulled.

This was going to fuck with his back later, he just knows it.

Passing his hands across his face, he gets ready for the Next leg of the journey. Lucas sits on the drivers Seat with the keys in the ignition, a yawn escapes him and he considers just for a moment to go back to bed,his face rests on the steering wheel.

And then his eyes look at the sun visor and he remembers the picture there. He sighs and reincorporates himself, theres only one way to fully wake himself up.

He knows hes going to hate himself for It.

If Wheeler did this to him once,he can survive it.

So what does he do? He takes off his tank top and opens the drivers door,stepping into the cold breeze of the winter

Lucas goes stiff as a board,goosebumps all over his skin. He starts cussing himself and wheeler out as he stretches out his legs and torso while the cold air bites at his skin.

Yep, he was fully awake now.

As soon as hes done limbering up, he hops right back into the van, puts on his tanktop and snatches one of his hoodies as he turns on the van and then the AC

--God FUCKING damnit Alphonso and the whole fucking platoon-- he grumbled-- stupid FUCKING idea. --He drives along the highway while cussing out the cold and anything related to it.

He still remembers the first time he had suffered the same way he did just now, during the war, he wanted to overlseep for just one day, and what did Alphonso do? He snatched him out of bed with the help of a few buddies and threw Lucas into the cold morning air without his shirt on.

Lucas Will never live down the absolute girlish scream that left him,he soon warmed up whilist chasing Alphonso around to get back his shirt.

Its a fond memory that makes him smile,but also curse that day when it happened. Worst experience of his LIFE.

Eventually, he does find his way to a local dinner where he orders some breakfast and sits there in a booth to Mark out the rest of his route in his map.

But his attention does get pulled away as a family passes by him. He looks at the parents play with their child, he sighs a little sad.

He always wanted to settle down,to at least marry someone he loves and have a calm life. If he ever were to have kids,he'd Like to be just as fatherly as Alphonso was towards him (Which was a lot). Given the twists and turns of his life, he hasnt gotten the chance yet- if he ever does get it.

A part of him doesnt like this whole crusade hes doing,he would very much be in his family's house near the lake, making merry with his family and what little Friends he has.

Yet it wouldnt sit right with him if he let all of this pass, he wouldnt do Wheeler like that. He wont forget and he Will see it through.

Lucas just wished that the road wasnt so lonely.

His food arrives not shortly after hes ordered it, he thanks the waiter and keeps marking out his route. The waiter sees him and adds-- oh by the way,theyll be doing some maintenance to the bridge on that road you wanna go thru, youll have to take a detour here-- he points at the map.

--Oh, wasnt aware- thanks

The waiter nodded and shortly after he Walked away. Small gestures like that really did stick with him, he wasnt very used to those kinds of things.

Post breakfast, he return to his van and resumed his drive. Now in early morning,the houses were bathed in golden light as the sun slowly pushed its way upwards,a few clouds litter the Sky and the birds begin their morning choir.

Lucas feels a lot better now that he had breakfast, a lot less zombie and more like a person. Mindlessly,he fiddles with the radio trying to find a good station to listen to, he was one of those guys who went about his life listening to music.

"Tommy used to work on the docks, union's been on strike

He's down on his luck, it's tough, so tough

Gina works the diner all day, working for her man

She brings home her pay, for love, mmm, for love"

He smiles at the song,oh he loves this one.

As sappy as it was, the message of the song was something that he could relate to. What he was doing could count as a labor of love, of dedication.

If he was being honest,there were days where he couldnt even get out of bed or live with himself. There were days where he wouldve loved to stay in bed all day and slowly rot away, but he knew that he had to Keep going, not so much for a chance at vindication but more like living for his best friend and mentor.

"She says, "We've gotta hold on to what we've got

It doesn't make a difference if we make it or not

We've got each other and that's a lot for love

We'll give it a shot"

Whoa, we're half way there

Whoa oh, livin' on a prayer

Take my hand, we'll make it, I swear

Whoa oh, livin' on a prayer"

He had to hold on to what little he got,Wether that was this mission or his loved ones back in Florida. He had to Keep going for Wheeler and all of those who lost their lives at the hands of the goverment.

Midway through his drive through Alabama,he notices a Man parked to the side of the road, fiddling with his car's engine.

Lucas takes a moment to consider his options,a sigh escapes past his lips as he also notices little kid inside the car.

His paranoia would advice him to not stop and Keep driving,but his Morals tells him otherwise. With a begrudging sigh, he pulls to the side of the road and hops off, he walks up to the guy, tan skin and black hair.

--need help with that,Man?-- he asked, getting the Mans attention.

--Yes,please-- the Man replied,looking at the engine. -- it started making some god awful noises, and it smelled foul in the car. -- he anxiously checks his watch-- 'm late for my kids school already

The Man before him spoke with a hispanic accent, it reminds Lucas of Alphonso's latin roots. Now hes even more compelled to help the guy, he nodds and checks for the damage around the car.

He cant help but notice the foul smell of oil,he checks the lights on the dashboard And he clicks his tongue-- ah heres the issue, you need your oil changed, that explains the noise and the smell

--chinga' madre-- the Man muttered,passing his hands across his face-- I was supposed to get it changed today, just after I dropped my kid to school

Lucas quickly darts his gaze to the kid in the backseat, just looking at the Sky though the Window. Then he walks back to the Man and says-- I have a bit of spare oil in my van,'m on uh a r-roadtrip, I can change it for you, im a huge handy man

--Please, thank you-- he replied.

--papa! Preguntale si puede arreglarnos la radio!--Said the kid from the back Seat (dad! Ask him if he can fix our radio).

--Thats uh- my kid. Shes been begging me to get the radio fixed, I havent had the time for it

Lucas chuckles, he knew basic spanish thanks to Alphonso, so he got the gist of it-- youre in luck then- I am- I was a radioman during the Vietnam war, I know my way 'round a stereo

--you dont have to- its gonna take some work and I dont want to waste more of your time

--s'no Biggie,I promise-- he replied-- just lemme get my tools out

After changing the oil and making sure the car worked, Lucas sits on the passenger Seat Next to the Man as he fixes up the car's radio. It was a wiring issue that he had encountered before,peeled wires that touched but didnt really send any power to the radio.

--The systems pretty old,no wonder the wires got worn down-- Lucas commented as he finished up his work and slid the radio back into place. Then he gestures at the radio-- well,what does the little Lady wanna listen to?

The kid lunges forward between the two seats,scaring the hell out of both men. She turns on the radio and takes a second to find her favorite station,and to his surprise its the same station he listens to.

"Tommy's got his six string in hock, now he's holding in

When he used to make it talk so tough, ooh, it's tough

Gina dreams of running away

When she cries in the night, Tommy whispers

"Baby, it's okay, someday"

We've gotta hold on to what we've got

It doesn't make a difference if we make it or not

We've got each other and that's a lot for love

We'll give it a shot"

--Shes a metalhead Like her mamma-- the dad explains,a little embarassed.

--She has good taste, I listen to this station too-- Lucas answers with a smirk-- raisin' them right

--gracias señor!--Says the child, giving Lucas a big hug,he pats her arm with a smile.

--No hay de que, tengan un buen día los dos-- he sounds sooo gringo while he talks but the kids smile is so bright he can forget his embarassment.

he kid pulls away and the hispanic Man says-- im Dante,by the Way. This is my kid Sofía- youve got some decent spanish

--Decent is a bit of an overstatement-- the ex soldier replied, a little meek-- im uh- Lucas

--Who taught you that?

--My captain- He grew up in a hispanic household, he gave me an earful every time I got a words wrong so- I had to learn the hard way

Dante laughed and nodded in agreement-- poor bastard,wheres your captain now? --Lucas keeps quiet and the other Man nodds and adds-- sorry

--s'alright been 30 somethin years-- he replied, a Sting in his chest.

--Still,thank you for everything-- the hispanic Man added,offering his hand. Lucas takes it and both shake hands.-- takes a lotta strength to be kind to a world that has caused you so much pain

--Dont mention it, ill get outta your hair now-- Lucas smiles awkwardly and lets go of the hand-- and uh- thanks.

Walking back into his van,he happily waves the family goodbye as they drive off.

A heavy feeling sits in his chest, so far hes told two people that hes been dealing with his pain for thirty years,that its nothing to him at this Point.

He was lying, there wasnt a DAY where his guilt and shame didnt eat him from the inside, there wasnt a day where grief tried to sink him into a pit of Despair.

Was he saying that to people for their own well being or his? Was that his way of telling himself that he should move on already?.

Lucas takes a quick look at his watch,if he wants to make it to Mississippi by tomorrow,he better hurry up.

To Keep himself sane, he keeps in minds Dante's words and ups the volume of the radio. He takes a deep breath and turns on the van,pulling It back into the road.

"Whoa, we're half way there

Whoa oh, livin' on a prayer

Take my hand, we'll make it I swear

Whoa oh, livin' on a prayer

Livin' on a prayer

Oh, we've gotta hold on, ready or not

You live for the fight when that's all that you've got

Whoa, we're half way there

Whoa oh, livin' on a prayer

Take my hand and we'll make it, I swear

Whoa oh, livin' on a prayer"

Soon he finds himself jamming out to the song,singing along and smiling just a little bit. There was something about him helping strangers even if his paranoia told him otherwise,he always felt compelled to do the right thing,even if he didnt have the energy for it.

Lucas was a good Man,sadly he couldnt see it himself.

He doesnt get to Mississippi that day,it kind of annoys Him a little. But he knows that if he wasnt for him,Dante would still be stuck in the side of the road.

Its not that he regrets it, its that he wishes he could stay on track. Just like he did in the army,the guilt of each passing Day without answers is getting heavier, he wishes he could just *do it* Like he did in the army.

But then again,plenty of things have changed since his army days,hasnt it?

Yet he couldnt extend that same mercy to himself, he didnt feel worthy of it. After killing his best friend and mentor, how could he be nice to himself when he caused the pain he feels?.

A sudden noise of static makes him snap out of his thoughts,his eyes dart to the radio equipment behind him, its crammed but he managed to squeeze through.

Expert hands finetune the signal's frequency to match the incoming broadcast. He zeros in flipping switches and turning the handles, its garbled and his foot kicks the spare car battery that the equipment is hooked on -- cmon y'son of a bitch

he only has a bit of his equipment hooked to the car battery, hes sure that if he had his whole set up working, this would be easier. And hes not about to go out and mess with one of the Many antennas hes got within that van, its the middle of the night and he doesnt want to look weird in case somebody shows up, less witnesses (And less embarassment experienced).

《Recent discoveries...-- codename Rainbow- collective unconcious》

--c'mon c'mon c'mon...--He mutters, the transmission still garbled. Lucas sighs and curses under his breath, eyes setting on the nearest radio antenna and snatching It.

He opens the back door of the van and with the help of a stepladder he climbs up the van and sets the antenna on the roof of the vehicle.

When he returns back to the van, the signal stabalizes a little but its quiet. The way he works the radio equipment is truly a sight to see, tired eyes set on the visualizer of the radio wave and pray he hears something.

A few minutes go by as he sits there in wait, yawning and eyes Teary as the wear and tear of the trip slowly takes A hold of him. His head ends up being held up by his hand,with closed eyes and on the brink of falling asleep he finally hears.

《MILTON-HAVEN》

--JESUS CHRIST--It startled him, sending Him back flying and falling onto the Many bags and boxes behind him. The impact hurts his back and he groans-- motherfucker...-- he rolls onto his side before the transmission goes out.

But its a start, its a clue.

He had place the origin of the broadcast somewhere around Washington. "Milton-haven" must be a city or a town there.

A little in pain,but happy,he sits up and puts down the antenna,tucking it back where it was and closing the door. Just in case and asleep as he was, he does stay awake just a little more to make sure nobody saw him.

Lucas sits in the dark, rifle by his side, eyes falling closed and back aching. But its a necessary measure, paranoid? Probably. Hes seen things,hes heard things he isnt supposed to, he knows that. They know that,and hes not taking any chances.

Thankfully,sleep does find him, he lays down in that sleep bag and underneath the starlit Sky,silent, he gives into exhaustion (and hopes that fall doesnt fuck him over in the morning)

Mud sticks to soles of his boots,heavy with each step. Above him the Sky is red and each bullet looks like its made of Fire, theres static in the air and the humidity in the air smells foul.

Hes got to find him hes got to-

--CAPTAIN!--he Shouts over the storm of bullets over his head, repting on the ground with short ragged breaths, they mix with whatever is in the air, with each inhale this weird awful taste of mercury And chemicals set in his tongue.

"Where the hell is he?!" Lucas thinks,reaching the base of a tree

And then a scream rings in the air, a cacophony of them. He turns to see blood mix with the Mud,theres something moving underneath the earth and its disturbing to see.

His eyes dart all around the place,wherever he set his eyes on,his Friends and anyone he knows are being torn to shreds. Clothes,flesh and even bone fell to the ground and sank in the Mud, and that when his own mortality hits him like a punch in the gut.

He was barely 18,just a child in the grand Scheme of things. He finished highschool last year

Last year he was laughing and Rolling around in the dirt with his Friends.

wasnt it just yesterday when he participated in the robotics club? When he won his first engieneering competition?

Wasnt he just thirteen a few hours ago he was all excited for highschool?

Its like he was ten just minutes ago,coming home from school and hugging his big dog and telling good ol Rose about his day in school.

Hell...,wasnt he three years old seconds ago as he held on to his dads hand as he Walked his first steps?

Jesus christ,he was just a kid,what was he doing here?!

Lucas has tears running down his eyes,they feel heavy and mercury like as they drench his skin and gear. His heart feels like its going to explode,he cant tell if the drumming in his ears were bombs or the his pulse.

His nails splinter and break as he climbs up a tree, hooking his foot on a hollow in the bark for leverage,but as he reaches the tree he rolls his ankle pretty bad. The warmth of the pain and blood rushing mixes with the shaking of his hands,his knees feel weak but his muscles are tense as shit.

Back pressed against the sturdy bark of the tree. He curls into himself, not even noticing the Weight of the rifle as it swings to his side,it doesnt fall just because he has It slung over his shoulder.

With his knees against his chest, his hands go to cover his ears to drown out the piercing,blood curling,pained screams of his Friends. Where the hell was Alphonso?!

The musky,metallic Air of blood and chemicals stick to his skin, the heat is unbearing even if his blood is running cold.

Everything is so hazy, Like a dream,Like static in the radio frequency,he cant think,he cant move. A scream of madness escapes him --MAKE IT STOP!--he curls further into himself, he just wants his home,his silence, his peace.

And then....hes Back home?

Standing over the lake, hes got his hunting rifle in hand,he swears he can hear his dog barking in the distance. Above him the Sky is clear and nice with starts that shine a faint electric blue,his ears feel like theyre filled with static.

--Rose? Where are you girl?-- he shouts,looking around-- C'mon girl!

No reply.

He sighs and passes his hands across his face, but the water ripples And he gets distracted from thinking what he was doing here. It was like a dream,Like he had an objective but he didnt know what.

In the lake,a few more ripples shake the water, his eyes blink a few times to concentrate on the image.

And what he sees horrified him to the Core,his heart feels like plummeting anf his chest feels fluttery with fear.

Giant, its a Giant with messy,ghillie suit like strands,theres an antenna sending signals which seems to be the cause of the rippling water. When his eyes fully focus on it, the spotlight in the things head shines brightly it stings his eyes and he almost pulls back.

But the damn thing seems to be pointing at him. So,"when in doubt shoot it down" Someone had told him once, who told him that? Something...wheeler was it?

The bullets Fire from the gun in a defeaning cacophony of piercing noise,in that moment his eyes flutter Open and hes back to the hellscape Battlefield.

Yet theres nothing more horrifying than the sight before him.

Alphonso looks back at him with wide eyes,his hands were on lucas' shoulders but they slowly go slack, whatever final words he mightve said get lost in the hellish choir of the Battlefield.

--no no no no- no no!--Lucas cries, trying to hold on to his mentor,his buddy,his best friend, as he slides down the branch.

Both fall to the Mud with a sloppy,morbid thud. Wheeler's eyes are still wide but his pupils are contracted,barely two dots in his eyes.

Lucas had Fallen on his side,it was a miracle that his ribs havent cracked as he landed on his rifle. If he did hes not feeling It.

He gets on his knees and tries to shake wheeler awake,crying,screaming Like a scared kid, the sweat on his skin is soaked in his Gear, he feels nauseous and hes shaking like hes on the brink of a panic attack.

"What have I done- no no no" he thinks over and over, trying to shake him awake."Dont leave me- dont leave me-dontleaveme.--

--WHEELER!-- Lucas screams as he jolts awake,tears in his eyes and heart beating so fast it might as well burst out of his chest.

He passes his hands across his face,sweaty as he is. His hair sticks to his face and his tank top feels horrible against his back.

Quickly,he disposes of his shirt and sits on his makeshift bed. --Goddamnit-- he sobbs loudly, covering his eyes and trying to Keep the tears in and failing miserably.

--Cmon co-cole- its jus-t a nightmare, pull-pull it together Man--he mutters to himself over and over, he knows what his mother would say "men dont cry" but its bullshit, its bullshit because the tears fall down his face like waterfalls.

And he gives in,he cries for what feels like hours but might not be- his perception of time is pretty fucked right now. Even as the morning light bathes him in comforting warmth,he feels weak and like he might just crumble into a puddle of tears and bones interlaced with pain and trauma.

It takes him a solid twenty minutes to recompose himself,his stomach feels tied up,he cant even drink from his water bottle, despite the fact that hes dry as a desert.

But he gets out of his bed and ties up his hair in a bun, he needs to get somewhere to showers and get breakfast, a motel maybe.

He reaches some motel he doesnt bother checking the name of, he rents a room and goes to shower.

You know those things you do that you know its weird as shit? That you just look at yourself doing it and you scold yourself for it?

Thats what Lucas feels as he sets the small air tight container on the lid of the toilet. What did the container have? A nine milimiter, of course!

If he could fit the rifle,trust me,he would.

Getting into the shower, the scolding hot water hits his skin, it relaxes his muscles, sore and tense. A deep sigh falls past his lips, he massages his neck to try and relieve the pain.

--Jesus christ,'m old-- He murmurs, leaning his head back so the water cascades down his beautiful curly black hair.

With half lidded eyes,he looks at the Many hair care products hes got for his hair. It would be some hard work to actually do his whole routine.

For a few seconds he considers Wether or not to do it. But,hes been through some shit today,so why not treat himself.

He grabs one of the smaller radios hes got and turns it on, the music flows in the air as he showers, combing the shampoo into his hair, slowly relaxing as the act of taking care of himself sets in and soothes his soul.

And he even humms along to the music,for a moment he feels back at home in Florida, still somewhat calm and at ease. The routine he usually does comes natural to him, combing the creams into his locks, he takes a few hours to finish his routine and shower.

The water falls down his chiseled jaw and neck as he throws his head back a little. A grunt comes from him as he stretches out his neck,the muscles slowly untenses giving him a bit of relief.

When he steps out of the showers,he walks to the mirror all fogged up. His hand wiped away the mist and looks at himself in the mirror.

He looks tired,he knows.

But aside from that, he looks at his form in the mirror. Beautiful tan skin littered with scars across his biceps,clavicles and torso.

For his age,he looked good, strong muscles and figure, tall and quite lanky but his stomach was toned,his legs and arms could easily pull up his weight If needed. He could notice a few grey hairs across his happy trail, but its not like he minds,he thinks it adds to his charm.

After drying off he brushes out his hair and applies some dry conditioner on it. Then,he gets changed to go and get some breakfast at a nearby dinner.

Lucas walks out of the motel with a bag,his van keys and the gun concealed (he had a permit) and asks around for a good dinner.

In the dinner he asks for his usual,coffee and Bacon.When the waitress leaves, he takes out his Journal and starts writing down his plans for today.

"To do list:

•Refill gas.

•check up on unused equipment

•security check on the motel"

His ears perk up as the dinner quiets down,he turns to the TV hangung from the ceiling. Its a weather report and its announcing strong storms throughout the whole day, he sighs loudly with a scowl on his face and leans his head on his hand.

"Just what I fuckin' needed" he thinks,looking Like the most pissed off Man to ever walk the earth.

When his food arrives he thanks the waitress and gets to eat his breakfast,eyeing the to-do list. He sighs and adds one more item

"Get a therapist (long term?)"

Post breakfast, he pays up and goes back to the motel. He takes a few minutes to do a quick security check,after that,he goes to his room,locks up the door and the small bathroom Window and sets up his rifle so he can Keep an eye out on the van,to which he has a Straight eyeline to.

Soon,the Sky starts thundering and with it comes the heavy,pouring rain. He sighs and purses his lips, he liked the rain,he didnt like the thunder.

Lucas sits by the Window, but in a way that most of his body is hid by the wall. He keeps the rifle at hand, while his Journal is on his lap, he taps on it with his pen.

The rain Is the only thing he can hear and with each thunder that cracked in the greying Sky, he got more and more on edge. His leg bounces rapidly.

A few,agonizing moments go by before he puts the pen down and snaps the Journal closed quite loudly.

--Thats it, I cant take it anymore!-- he stands up,hands slapping on the arm rests of the chair he was sitting.

Lucas paces around,moving things around to busy himself, his breath is quite ragged and gets progressively more riled up with each thunder crack. His hands ball up in fists and relax a few times.

Its Bringing up bad memories, thunders sound and feel like bombs, and it drives Him nuts. He sighs loudly, passing his hands across his face.

Then he remembers something Wheeler used to say,quite a lot.

--bad thoughts give me bad dreams,bad dreams and my bad dreams make me get up to walk, bad thoughts give me bad dreams and my bad dreams make me sleep walk-- he mutters,over and over again while rummaging around one of his bags, there was a radio somewhere he could listen to.

What snaps him out of that little stressfull chance is,oddly enough, is a dumb memory of wheeler.

It was the first few days of his deployment,he remembers tossing and turning in his bed because he was still getting used to not have his dog at the foot of the bed just crushing half of his legs.

He tried laying on his side to see if the change of positions helped him finally get some shut eye.

And then he hears a creak from the bed infront of him. A little weirded out, he sits up and see the walking form of Wheeler in the darkness.

--Cap?--He calls out Gently, but wheeler doesnt reply.--cap!

Sighing,he quickly puts on his pants and chases after his captain whilist he puts his "lucky flannel" on. Alphonso is walking with nothing but his boxers on

Lucas gets infront of Wheeler,only to notice his eyes are closed and he looks somewhat in peaceful rest.

"Hes...sleep walking?" He thinks,letting the Man walk past him. For a moment he considers leading Him back to bed,but then his 18 Year old brain has an idea,which is to follow him around and see what Wheeler gets up to.

So,he follows Him around,much to the amusement of the more high ranking officials Who look at Lucas as if to say "what the fuck?" To which Lucas would shrug and Keep following him. If anyone asked,he was chasing after wheeler to Keep him safe just in case he got into danger, and totally not to get some dirt on him if he did anything stupid.

Wheeler gets to a small kitchen in camp,walking across the cold floor like nothings bothering Him. In said small kitchen he opens the fridge and says-- margareth! Wheres the Icecream?

Lucas stands there absolutely flabbergasted-- wh what?

--wheres the Icecream! Im craving a tube of Mac n cheese!

--Where Would you even get a tube of-- he stops himself,realizing how stupid he sounds talking to a person who is SLEEP WALKING.

Wheeler walks up to him and puts his hands on Lucas' shoulder, sounding very serious and with his eyes still closed-- margareth, this is a matter of National security,the enemy got their hands on my tube of Mac n cheese Icecream,we need to retrieve it

And at that Point he looses it, Lucas bends over with laughter,cackling Like a damn hyena,squatting to the floor because he cant stay standing up without the risk of falling.

--What in the hell are you two doing?!--One of the officials yell at both, Lucas cant stop laughing and wheeler wakes up.

Wheeler looks disoriented and confused,until he sees hes in the kitchen,with his lieutenant Rolling on the floor and his superior looking at him weird with a smirk on his face from the entrance to the room.

--Sleep walking again,wheeler? -- asks his superior.

--'pparently,Sir. Sorry

Thats when Lucas,being the little shit he is,he stands up and looks at the Man at the entrance and saying-- Sir,Sir,you dont get it. Captain wheeler here is saying somebody stole his Mac and cheese Icecream, its a matter of National security

His higher up looks at him and bursts out laughing, breaking the tension. --You had that dream again?!-- Wheeler's superior asked,leaning on the doorsill for support as he laughs.

--WAIT! YOURE TELLING ME HE HAD THIS DREAM BEFORE?!--Lucas asked,out of breath from laughing.

--YES HE DID

At that point, wheeler is thoroughly embarassed and decides to close the fridge's door and walk out of the room. What he doesnt account for is his lieutenant chasing after him,still in a fit of giggles.

--Wheeler wait! Wait up DAMNIT!--He yells,eyes teary.

--get it over with,cole-- said Alphonso,red Like a tomato.

--Look I just want to ask two questions-- he started-- do you like Mac n cheese Icecream?

--i absolutely do not!--the older Man replied-- its disgusting

--okay,do you know anyone named margareth?

His captain looks away,even more embarassed-- thats the name of my cat,I talk t'her sometimes

--Why did you name your cat margareth? Did you see her in your dream?

Wheeler returns to walking away, even more flustered than before-- THATS FOUR QUESTIONS

--WHEELER PLEASE I NEED TO KNOW!

The memory sets a feeling of fondness in Lucas' chest. He finally finds the radio and sets it on the floor beside him as he returns back to the spot he was sitting at.

Giggles escapes him as the memory replays in his head. Dumbest shit hes ever seen in his life, and one of the best memories he has from the war.

"I can hear the cannons calling

As though across a dream

And I can smell the smoke of hell

In every stitch and seam

And like flowers, the bodies tumble

Around this muddied lot

I cannot hear them scream

"Forget me not"

He looks out the Window a little,he scans his sorroundings. Nothing.

Lucas relaxes in the chair,picking up his Journal and drawing little doodles here an there as he taps his foot to the rythm of the song.

It kills Him a little,Knowing that throughout this while day hes been thinking about his best friend. How his trauma seems to be getting under his skin, all it took was one dream to shatter his process into pieces, pieces sharp like broken glass.

He misses him so much,there isnt a day where he feels like he would do anything to have him by his side. And meanwhile the Sky keeps being striked by lightning and thunder,the sheer impact shakes the glass in the Windows which doesnt help him at all

"Your voice it carries over

The hubbub and the hum

And it paints the sky and circles high

Like the beating of a drum

You will scream "I won’t forget you"

But I’ll cover my cold ears

It cannot be a lie

If no-one hears

'Cause although you say good day to me

I know I don’t belong"

His eyes look away from the Journal to the Window,he stares off remembering the aftermath of that funny little interaction with Alphonso.

--I hope I didnt wake you.-- said Alphonso as he laid back down to sleep.

--no y'didnt. I just cant sleep. I used to sleep with my dog at my feet- not feeling her ontop of my legs is messin' with me--Lucas replied,sounding a little shy about opening up. He scratches the back of his neck and clings to his lucky flannel a little closer.

--Whats on yer mind, kid?-- Alphonso asked with that "no nonsense" in his tone. Fatherly but stern.

--'m homesick okay? I miss my dog,and my Friends, and my parents-- he replied,feeling his face heat up.

Catching up on why hes acting the way he is acting,Wheeler sits up in bed and says-- theres no shame in missin' home kiddo, its jus' part of bein' human

--its not very mainly though

--Fuck being manly, if being manly means being emotionless its not worth it.-- he replied-- fuck that, its better to get it out. Trust me

Lucas nodds and he lays down in bed,sinking into the matress.-- youre really becomin' my dad huh?

--lissen kid,once this is over 'm bringin' the adoption papers-- Alphonso half joked,laying Back down as well.

--n then you say you aint got no favoritism-- The younger Man added with a smirk.

--Guilty. But thats 'tween me n god -- the captain answered-- but seriously though,Next time you feel like talkin' about somethin' y'come find me,'kay?

--Ten-four, cap.

Alphonso was always so nice to him,so caring and protective. Lucas knew that he had to cut himself some slack,if it wasnt for him- then for Wheeler who would really like it if he was Kinder to himself.

Just out of Curiosity, he wonders if he can draw Wheeler from memory. So,he chooses and empty corner of his Journal and starts drawing him, he wasnt the best artist to ever Grace the earth but he could try.

"And in years to come, you’ll wander

To the place up on our hill

And then you’ll cry to our painted sky

"I loved him then, I love him still"

And you’ll strew some sage and lilies

And roses where I rot

Of all the flowers you picked

I knew you would forget forget-me-nots"

The end result is nothing fancy,but he likes it. Theres some details he got wrong like the shape of the eyebrows or the aging marks in his face,but its something.

Shit,when was the last time he visited Wheeler's grave?. Maybe after all this he should go and leave some flowers,tell him about his life, of what hes been going through. He was sure that even in death,Wheeler would gladly listen to him and his problems,Like he always did.

Lucas waits out the storm cleaning his guns and marking alternative routes to get to milton-haven

When the rain calms down a little,he packs his things and goes to finish up his checklist(after grabbing a lunch)

He gets the gas refilled, and does a little maintenance on the other equipment hes got laying around, but soon as hes about to check out to Keep driving, the rain gets worse and worse. So hes ought to stay the night.

Lucas ends up eating some MRES and cheap beer for dinner. Then he lays down in bed with one of the vamos lamps on, he drums his fingers on his chest as he tries to fall asleep.

A few hours go by of incessant tossing and turning,he doesnt know if it is because of paranoia or the Fear that he'd have nightmares again.

He takes a deep breath, getting comfortable on his matress and trying to remember what sleeping in the troops barracks felt like. He tries to imagine the dark room, the light snoring of some of his teammates, the heavy footsteps of the patrolling soldiers,the pungent smell, the suspecious creaking from one of the beds in the room,the scratchyness of the covers...

It all feels so Real to the point that hes not sure if hes awake,asleep or both. But with the image clear In his head, he murmurs.

--Hey cap, cant sleep

--Whats on your mind,kid?-- comes a voice that feels like its infront of him.

--'m just paranoid-- Lucas replied,sounding exhausted-- been stuck in here all day, its been messin' with me

--I think you owe it to yerself t'have a day off.

--Thats the thing though- I need to get to Milton-Haven. I cant waste any time

--But cars can run on an empty fuel tank. Theres nothing bad in taking time to rest

--Yeah but what if I get there and theres nothing because I took too long

--cmon now kid, theres a big fat chance its going to be there when ya get there- whats gonna make 'em Scatter to the Winds in some small town?

--Guess yer right-- he replied,turning to his side.

--cmon now,go to bed. Y'gotta wake up early n 'm sure our superiors gonna come in any second to check we're asleep n unless ya wanna do push Ups at 2 a.m. id reccomend you get some shut eye

Lucas chuckled and nodded,only to go silent afterwards for a few minutes before quietly adding-- miss you,by the way-- in a weak,broken voice.

And he swears he can feel the bed dip as if someone sat beside him. He can feel a weight on his head,calming,reassuring,as if someone was ruffling his hair.

--Miss you too kid

Then,silence. Just as hes falling asleep he swears he can hear Alphonso go "im here with you,every step of the way. Keep going,kid"

Next morning, he recalls last night feeling like it felt too Real,he could hear the voice of Wheeler perfectly as if he was right there in the room. Its suspiciously accurate.

But then again,doesnt he have a vivid imagination?

#in sound mind #ism #ism lucas #in sound mind lucas #in sound mind lucas cole #lucas cole #ism lucas cole #ism the flash

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miamigrandprix · 3 months

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dts s5 e6-8

e6: -having flashbacks of having to defend oscar to my mom for this why does the show try to lean into otmar's perspective so heavily GROSS -nah im full tinhatting i do not remember this whole bit where everyone hypes up oscar in interview before he has his lil chat with mark netflix u slimey lil bitches -oh if i was here when this news broke summer break 2022. i would've been inconsolable. i'm sure it was nuts, ballistic. maybe it was good i wasnt there. idk if i could've handled it akldkfjadslkfjasdkfj -lando saying "i already am (leading the team)" was not that rude it was just the TRUTH sorry -daniel speaking italian is so important actually -"ive been in this sport for 25 years i know what im doing" king that only makes the fumble THAT much more embarrassing COME ON -otmar talking abt how well oscar took all the shit we offered aren't we owed a contract? reminds me of timeshare schemes like actually just u paid for xyz if you dont have a contract in place he doesnt owe u anything maybe do contracts better next time :) -unfortunately zak brown is right!! its a pr disaster is the 5 million worth it!!! and they didnt even get the 5 mil!!! how do lose ur job speedrun masterclass here!! -i do wonder how much netflix inflated daniel's chances for the alpine seat, bc from what i've heard it wasnt really in the conversation. idk i wasnt there but it would make sense for netflix to lean heavily into this narrative -did not realize liam was sitting Right There when pierre was askin abt the gossip aldfjaslkfjaksjdf -the way how in season 1 its like NO DANIEL DON"T LEAVE RED BULL i feel the same way abt pierre going to alpine. like ofc it made perfect sense at the time and you cant fault him for it but like no babygirl its bouta implode PLEASE -rip all the tiktok edits that were muted in the umg purge that paired "good luck to oscar" with "if a man talks shit then i owe him nothing." thank u taylor couldn't have said it better myself -"do you regret anything that's happened?" "um. no :)" U TELL EM BABY

e7: -i'm sorry but geri seemingly getting boiling water from a tap to make tea is so fucking insane rich person cursed -was originally gonna include this funny shot of christian standing looking out a balcony like sharpay evans in high school musical in my s5 gifset but due to recent events i will not :) -i just think. that including this whole bit abt how much checo loves his family in the same episode as the monaco gp where he allegedly cheated on his wife was a CHOICE. interesting. -lewis's monaco 2022 outfit is one of his best outfits ever. its so iconic 2 me -HI ALEX -so many cinematic parallels to discuss. s1 max putting it in the wall in practice and ruining his race to prove he was faster than daniel. known parallels to brocedes ALLEGEDLY trying to sabotage eachother by crashing in that corner in monaco. hmm hmm hmm. much to think -im sorry the sainz collision is just so goofy. i remember watching the replay of this quali and being bamboozled. befuddled. deeply amused. what a stupid fucking sport -'for fucks sa-........okay this is typical monaco isnt it" MAX GETS IT -i honestly dont mind wet monaco races just bc by nature of the track its on average slower therefore less dangerous. i'll take a wet monaco over a wet spa any damn day -ferrari's double pit fuck up is PEAK embarassing ferrari strats. like to do a bad strat is one thing but to just mess up the strat ur trying to do. peak biblically cursed charles leclerc moment

e8: -god i wish i got more into yukierre. i see the appeal. unfortunately they just dont give me brain worms -many thoughts. um i think focusing on yuki's temper is just. unfair. like sure he should work on it but thats an issue with many young drivers its not a unique failure on his part -i have given thoughts on japan '22 before i'm not rly gonna rehash but i really wish the didn't gloss over it on dts. i think it was an important moment in the sport to have a big conversation abt rain safety. -oh this nyck supercut is gonna be painful knowing where it goes :/ -god remember when ppl thought nyck was gonna lead the team? leave yuki in the dust? even /i/ had him above yuki in my preseason predictions isnt that insane? -"im happy, i'll take that, that you'll miss me at least 2 or 3 minutes" god forgot the most romcom ass shit since sebchals we'll start by holding hands -nando n lance having this crazy crash and now a year later they're fucking on the reg. happy 4 them

#i'm ahead of schedule now on purpose so i dont have to worry abt it when pst starts!#i will likely finish 2moro WOO #she speaks #dtsrewatch

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My experience meeting lovejoy (April 5th 2023)

IT. WAS. FANTASTIC!

NOW, before you think this whole experience was all sunshine and rainbows, well it wasnt.. sorta just let me get explaining

I arrived to warsaw around 2pm, with me and my mum struggling to get to our hotel, we finally got in and got ready for us to eat at this one restruant which had some of the best kompot (which is like a polish drink with fruit and stuff) that i have ever tasted. then i got dressed and we went to the venue

and now, i dont know much about the whole waiting line situation with people having panic attacks and struggles to breathe (even a person broke their ribcage through there), but nontheless, i found my 2 friends i was planning to spend the night screaming our heads off to, and already i was screaming my head off

i saw joe, zoe, leandra, dave and david walk past, i was screaming so loudly to the point leandra waved at me which was a joy for me already, and then ash kabosu, i repeat THE ASH KABOSU, walked past and i did the same, and it worked he waved at me back, it was so fucking amazing but now heres the big part

i saw mark boardman, no joke. So i saw him walk past and my friends kept repeating that its just a random guy just to try and stop me from going crazy fangirl mode and sprinting here (spoiler alert, i did) and i got to give him a present i made for each of the 4 main band members and his reaction just made my day so much better, he was so happy to get it and i was happy to see him happy

heres the photo i took of me and mark together, i blurred my face because i dont wanna reveal my face here just yet, but after this photo was taken, i told him “your the sunshine, king!” i was trying to compliment/hype him up somesort, and his reaction was so cute, he like pouted and putted his hands to his heart, it just made me so happy

we kept waiting in line, until i saw leandra again with some random guy (possibly their manager), which i started screaming leandras name and she saw me and touched my hand, let me tell you.. i was speechless. from leandra noticing me on tiktok a couple of times to her seeing me in person, i was just jawdropped frozen

through the line me and my 2 friends joked around, got lovejoy stickers and signed our names to this one book with all the fan’s names on it

and then we got in, i was lost so i couldnt find my 2 friends but i did at the end, which is great and then.. it was time for the show.

ZWIDY : Okay, i dont listen to them much but they putted on a show, i was screaming so loud and i just had to much fun, everyone was waving their arms at some songs and it was just hella fun to be at

HONEYMOAN : Honeymoan on the other hand? OHHH BOY! They were killing it, i loved allisons energy, i also dont listen to honeymoan much but they were making me dance like i was the main character, and thanks to “too much”, its honestly my favourite song right now.

And now.. the moment i been waiting for

LOVEJOY : I was screaming my ass off, i was finally waiting after 2 years to see them live and it was like a reward for all the shit i went through and now im here, in poland, screaming to lovejoy’s music but then

Disaster struck : during perfume, i began to feel more and more dizzy, almost like i was going to puke, so i told my mum and we went straight to the merch store area, my mom was fanning me and i was drinking water that she brought me, i was also close to tears because i felt like i dissapointed the band by not being there because of me feeling ill and weak, so my mum got the organizer of the concert to give the rest of the gifts to the members after the show (sadly not taking the ones i made for the trumpeters)

After i got out of the venue, i was breaking down in tears, at that point i feel like i fully dissapointed the band that i couldnt be there for the entire gig, but atleast im seeing them in 2 and a half months from now at the open’er festival, so it wont be that bad right?

but still, i still kinda feel guilty i had to leave the venue because it was a concert i been waiting for 2 years and it all went wrong when lovejoy came on, but i met some cool people and i had a lot of fun, so that matters mostly.

#inselaffe tour #lovejoy #honeymoan #zwidy #warsaw #concert #indie rock

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thithesandofferings · 3 years

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Yandere FF7 Crew

Ff7 characters with a sprinkle of yandere. Cloud/ Sephiroth/ Rufus/Zack/Aerith

Minors DNI

TW: yandere themes. Nsfw. Manipulation. Codependency. Gaslighting. Slight angst. Exhibitionism. Sadism. Slight dumbification

Sephiroth- "you look so cute like this" it was so easy to get you. You only saw him as a god. Nothing could sway your sights. Asking for his opinion, following only his orders, until eventually you would refer to him for any and everything. Even eating. You trembled at every word he said. Every action of his had you clenching your thighs together at thoughts of what only he could do to you. He would secretly smirk when showing you a particularly close move. He watched you for a long time. You looked at him like he hung the stars and moons. And to you, he did. You dont need to do anything anymore. No reason to open your pretty little mouth. Your opinions are null and void. You wont ever have to use that cute useless brain again- he can take care of you. Mind, body, and soul. Your knees are fractured and bloody but thats ok, the ropes around you are holding you up just fine. You dont need to know how to ..stand up for yourself- so to speak.

Aerith- "Dont fall in love with me" she had practically told everyone the same thing. But how could you not? She had been so kind and sweet to you. Though as the days passed her eyes darkened with shadows at every conversation between you and her friends that were held. Her grip stronger when she hugged you. Fingers pressing into your lips when you questioned why she always wants you alone. Why was she always so heated when you laughed at the teams jokes? She just wants a little time with you before her own time is up thats all. She knows its bad, she knows she gonna leave, but she cant help but add another finger- listening to your gasping whimpers and hiccupping moans. Your face pressed into her shoulder while she takes you apart. Just let her have this one thing. She doesnt care if youre not fully committed. If she has to, she'll take you with her.

Zack- "you dont have to be so mean- im just trying to help🥺🥺" Youve thought to yourself many of times that Zack may not be what he seems. Obviously gaslighting you to get you on his side. To be the only one to protect you. Hes 1st class, of course he can protect you. How stupid can you be huh? Is your brain hurting from when i bumped into you? That was an accident, you know that right? Are you sure you dont need these pain pills? You know i can make it all better? Why cant you trust me? He will also leave you tied up in his room when hes gone on missions because "well what else are you supposed to do while im gone? What if you get in danger!! You gotta stay here. "Commeee onnn be a good girl for me just once huh? If you dont i wont give you what youve been begging for since you've been tied up" You feel ashamed when your mouth simultaneously dries and waters at the implication. You want it so bad and- and hes a good guy right? One more time and then you can promise yourself you'll leave.

Cloud- "Its not like I want you or anything" Thats not the case at all. He hasnt been staring at you for months. No way. Doesnt have time to figure out your everyday schedule. Who would get all your personal numbers and close contacts? He'd never degrade himself like that. Hes a soldier. Though the moment that you try to correct him of his position- it wont be his fault for closing that impertinent mouth for good. Telling all your contacts that youve run away and he'll do anything to find you. They believe him. Cloud is trustworthy- he would never do anything uncouth. Never would he admit to wanting to hold you face down and make you whine his name and ONLY his name. Shakes his head vehemently at the thought of marking you as his own, maybe even putting a collar on you. Hes never had anything of his own that wasnt taken away. He wont admit it, but hes not letting you go- ever.

Rufus- "You know what youre good for" and you do. Your jaw has been aching for hours- holding him inside your mouth while he purposefully drags on the meeting. Hes not even hard. And that thought shouldnt bring tears to your eyes, but it does. Maybe also the fact that everyone that has ever known you- is sitting at the table watching you choke and gasp and snot on him. He just shifts his hips up and chokes you just a little more with a shitty grin. "Make me come and maybe i wont kill you"

#Wow i was just dreaming about this and it had to come out #should i make a second part?#yandere #ff7 #final fantasy headcanon #thithesandofferings #sephiroth #cloud #aerith #ffvii rufus #ff7 zack #final fantasy x reader #dark content #cloud x reader #sephiroth x reader #aerith x reader #zack x reader #rufus x reader

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renaisaibaam · 3 years

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interview

zhongli / female reader smut fic

degrading, dirty talking

idk how to tag lol

vvvv vulgar i am ashamed

"fuck, zhongli—" you moaned pathetically as you felt his cock slide into you in a slow, gentle pace that absolutely drived you insane, your breath shallow yet heavy, with your back pressed against the cold, wooden surface of your shared apartment's dining table. your boyfriend had just come home from a job hunt, and was expecting a call from one of the places he had visited, so to pass some time, he had decided to have his dinner almost immediately upon his arrival, his dinner being you, in the table instead of the bedroom, and with how im using this analogy to describe him just eating you out for his meal, its rather appropriate to have it in the dining room in this context.

his hands were underneath your thighs that were dripping with hot sweat, keeping them hoisted up as his hips moved slowly and steadily, whines leaving your lips from the fucking tease he was being. a scowl crosses his face, and he bends down to sink his teeth on the soft flesh of the underside of your thigh, not caring when you let out a pained yelp. he knew you liked the pain, anyways.

"arent you being a greedy little slut right now? do you want me to ruin you that bad?" he pulls out of your dripping cunt until only the tip of his cock is in, and without any warning, slams it back in until he's ball deep inside you, your back arching when you feel his cock hit the deepest parts of you. your hands move up to claw on his toned, almost rock hard arms, leaving red marks in your wake as tears filled the corner of your eyes from the pleasure of the sudden movement that he kept repeating without giving you time to even catch your own breath.

"didn't i teach you how to fucking wait? just how deprived are you from cock, when you've just had it last night?" he growls into your skin before rutting into your cunt in a rough pace, the unanticipated action making you scream his name in ecstacy. you were already in cloud nine by this point- zhongli filled you up so good; so well to where you wouldnt even think of anything else but him and his cock. he messed you up in the best ways possible, and you knew you could never go back once you had a taste of him.

you could hear the belt around his pants clinking to the pace of his thrusts inside you, and the cold metal slamming against the back of your thigh added to the many sensations you were feeling, considering he didnt even bother taking off his own clothes except for his coat and blazer while he stripped you off of everything, with the exception of his favorite sweater that you had worn, seeing how much of his scent lingered in the cozy, soft fabric of it. he loved seeing you in his clothes, but the hem of the sweater, however, was already up to your neck to expose your chest that had been bouncing to the rhythm of his hips. the cold air made your nipples hard, but you barely cared.

he bends down, cups your right breast with one hand, and swirls his tongue flat around your hardened bud, his other hand keeping your legs up in place. your hands that were adorned with sweater paws reached up to stroke his hair, and he looked up with a smile, moving towards you to lock your lips together in a heated kiss that held an overflowing amount of passion for each other. well, it was like that until a sudden ring of someone's phone interrupted your kiss with zhongli.

he pulls away with a string of saliva connecting you and him, and he grabs the ringing phone from his pocket, checking the number and immediately answering it, not pulling away from you as he spoke.

"hello?" he asks with his usual deep and calming voice, as if he hadn't been fucking you into oblivion just a few seconds ago. he puts the phone on loud speaker, and listens to the caller's voice closely.

"hi! this is from the wangsheng funeral parlor. do you mind if we conduct the interview over the phone so you dont have to come over? we're pretty busy at the moment with the influx of interviews." what a cockblock, you thought. just as you were about to pull away, zhongli stands up straight and grabs your hips with one hand, keeping you in place as he turned off the loud speaker and held the phone to his ear, speaking in the most professional voice that shook your core when it reached your ears.

"sure, i dont mind. lets proceed immediately."

you looked up at him with a face expecting him to release you, as he was slowly pulling away until he was out, but you let out a loud yelp when he suddenly slams back in to stuff you full of his cock, the rhythm of his thrusts still steady and deep despite the talking he was doing over the phone.

you couldnt believe it. zhongli was fucking you in the dining table as he had his motherfucking job interview. what would happen if this shit went wrong? you clawed at his arms to grab his attention and make him stop, but he just stared down at you, and was silent for what felt like eternity, before he gave a hard slap to the side of your exposed thigh, his thrusts only getting faster each time you resisted.

you were trying your best not to let out any sounds, but the way his cock was hitting on the spots that made you feel the best was sending you to euphoria. he made you feel so good almost without effort, and this situation in general just turned you on. what if the person on the phone could hear the sounds you made? what if they could hear just how much sounds your cunt was making from how much it had been dripping for him, and only him?

you could have sworn you had came twice or even more, and yet his interview hasnt ended despite you already meeting your release multiple times. and even when you did, he didnt stop for one bit. he had no plans to, anyways. as he spoke about what might be best for the company as an answer to the question, he leans down to mark the skin around your collarbone with a bite, sucking it as if he were to excrete something sweet if he did it hard enough.

you feel something different yet familiar bubbling up your abdomen, and you knew you were about to reach your orgasm again, and since you couldnt take any more of it, you mouth to zhongli to stop, or at least slow down, desperation in your expression. his bright eyes, which seemed to darken, stared down on you as still fucking spoke with annoyance dripping in his voice as he answers, "i think we can negotiate my salary based on my skills and the value i bring to the company."

this was enough to tell you that the interviewer asked a stupid question, and that he was pissed about it, yet remained cool headed despite it. and to take the frustration out, he places the phone between his ear and shoulder, grabs your legs and hoists you up even higher than what you were usually used to, and plunges his cock even deeper into you to the point where you can see his tip poking out from your stomach, the new and foreign feeling making you clench around his cock to which he lets out a low, and deep grunt at.

with only a look towards you as your single warning, he slams down into your tight cunt, the sudden pleasure coursing through your veins in a rush that leaves you feeling lightheaded. you cover your mouth with your hands and scream through the fabric of his sweater, feeling yourself reach your high and release for who knows how many times you did ever since the damned call, your hands shaking from the immense sensation and pleasure zhongli had brought you tonight.

all that had happened, and yet he didnt even fucking stop.

you were an overstimulated mess, and as a last resort, you whine loudly to try and grab his attention for who knows how many times, wanting this to be over already. you couldnt stand holding back your voice, and you knew itd do more harm if they had heard you. but zhongli wasnt having any of it.

he places you back down on the table with him still inside you, grabs his phone with his left hand to hold it up to his ear, and uses his right hand to wrap it around your throat, squeezing the sides in a way he knows you love so much. you gasp when you feel his huge, rough hand around you, and as if that wasnt enough, his hips slam back into you, driving you into a quiet, drooling mess. your eyes rolled back, and amidst the silence, your body shook violently to try and get him off of you, your hole unable to handle any more of the overstimulation he drove you into.

you feel your mind going blank and hazy from the emotions and feelings you had been experiencing. the fear of being caught, the excitement of trying not to get caught, the pleasure of his cock filling you up to the brim, the overstimulation and high of your recent orgasm, and the lack of oxygen is throwing you into an overwhelmed state, and yet here you were, living for it.

your hips shake, and you squirt into his cock, feeling your own release dripping down your legs as you made a mess on the floor and on zhongli's skin. you feel your legs give in and drop to his sides, looking up at him as he continued speaking as if you werent even there. but even if he was acting that way, his lust filled eyes stared at you hungrily, his tongue swiping his lips in a manner that you'd think was purposely trying to rile you up.

"okay, i understand. i'll come in tomorrow, so please take care of me." and with that, he ends the call, and growls lowly, placing the phone beside you. he lifts up your legs, and leans in until your face is just centimeters away from you, a low growl emitting fron him as he spoke.

"just how much did you cum in under 20 minutes? did you enjoy it knowing we could get caught?" his hips rocks itself into you deeply, and stays in that position, your hips shaking. you could feel him fill you up to where your abdomen felt full of him and only him, and you looked up at him, whining at his words.

"fucking whore. you even made a mess on me. did it feel that good, doll?" he opens his mouth and crashes his lips on to yours, quickly moving down to bite the skin around the side of your throat where his hands once were, leaving marks on both sides. he moves up to whisper on your ear, his voice making you tremble as you felt his hot breath whispering such dirty words that you knew he was going to fulfill. guess you were staying at home tomorrow.

"ill make sure you cum all over my cock more tonight, so be a good girl and take me in well. are we clear?"

#genshin impact #genshin impact zhongli #genshin impact smut #zhongli x reader

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booksweet · 3 years

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hii, hope you're having a great day/night. <3

i saw your request were open and i thought to request some hcs for megumi, gojo and choso who's s/o is insecure about their hip dips (which are so visible), maybe some comfort or how they would just react it's okay. >__<

also, remember to take care of yourself and to drink water.

jjk boys reaction who's s/o is insecure about their hip dips

staring: Fushiguro Megumi, Gojo Satoru, Kamo Choso

contents/warnings: SFW, fluff, grammar mistakes, everyone is 18+

A/N: hey! Thank you so much for sending me this request I'm so glad writing it for you >.< I'm having this kind of busy week, but I'm okay, hope you're good as well! Don't forget to take care of yourself too!! Once again, thank you, I also have dip hips so writing this got kind of personal haha my heart almost melted. Hope you like it, enjoy!

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tags: @noritoshiikamo @iwaizumini

Fushiguro Megumi

first things first I have to say that Megumi doesn't see your hip dips as a flaw on your body, actually, he doesn't care at all;

For him, they make you look like a sculpture, some kind of art that he's blessed to have by his side. Like, look how your body is wonderful, he thinks of you as a deity all the time he looks ate you;

But when it comes about your own insecurities, he cares a lot about it, more than he thought he could ever care about someone;

He needs for you to see how stunning you are, how wonderful and perfect your body is;

So that day when you two were about to go out on a date and you've asked him so many times if your clothes were okay, if you were beautiful, he felt you were afraid of his answer. He felt you were worried about what he thought of your body and his heart ached because of you scared of him;

Once again you were trying to change your clothes, focused searching for the perfect one to use on a date with your boyfriend. So focused you didn't notice him staring at you from your door frame;

He watched you silent, staring at your movement with caring eyes. But then you started muttering something and you turned you eyes sadly to that specific side of your body, just below your hip bone;

"Why am I like this? Why do I have this on my body? If I..."

He couldn't take it anymore, you are so beautiful for him, your hips, your waist, you're wholesome perfect and marvelous. "Why what Y/N?" He would enter your room, his soft voice startling you from your wandering thoughts;

"Oh, I'm-" You breath deeply. "I was trying to pick up any clothes, I'm almost ready, but I can't find anything that fits my..." Again, that painful look to your sides.

"You know..." He would walk closer and closer to you, placing his hands on your shoulders in reassurance. He looks at you from your mirrored version. "You may not believe me when I say: but you're perfect. Every inch of your body is. And-"

"Gumi, no..."

"Hey, hey, let me praise you, my love" He places his chin on the top of head, hands down on your waist. "Even the flawless parts you think you have are perfect parts. This..." His hands ghost above your hip dips, you feel your heart racing. "They are just one more part of you for me to love. How could I not love you entirely? You think of them as a flaw..."

He would kiss the top of your head, smiling at you. "But I think of them as art craved through your body. You're art, Y/N. Never forget that."

Gojo Satoru

We know how bold and cocky this man can be, so why would it be different when it comes to you?

He knew you had insecurities with your body, even though he has always managed to show you how wonderful you are;

Believe me, I think he's capable of screaming in public place about how perfect you are, how lucky he is to have you by his side (lowkey he says you're the luckiest because he's with you, that gojo thing);

But when you're both on your day off and you decide to go to the beach, he worries about you enjoying you day, the day you both finally got to be together;

You hid your body on his largest t-shirt, even thought the sun is higher and higher upon the sky, calling you both for a sunbathing;

"Darling, wanna some sunscreen lotion?" He asks you, trying to make you come out from your hiding spot;

Not that he thinks it's not okay for you to use his clothes, he actually finds it very hot and cute, but he knows why are you doing this to yourself and he wants to show you how wrong you are hiding yourself;

"Hm... No need to, babe" You say looking away from him, staring at women and men that were walking around closer the shoreline;

You just wanted to relax with Gojo, you were okay in your bikinis, but since your arrive, you couldn't help but to feel insecure about your body;

Your dip hips were so visible you felt like everybody would judge you if you took off Gojo's shirt;

You really didn't want to care about it, but still it bothered you so hard that sometimes you just wanted to cry;

Again, that feeling overwhelming your senses, why couldn't you be just like these pretty people who were walking around there?

"Hey, babe, hear me" Gojo would say to catch your attention, his intense blue eyes hidden behind that dark sunglasses;

He would sit down closer to you, his tall body almost towering over yours;

Placing his hands on your waist, he would bring you even closer putting you onto his laps. His lips ghosting over your earlobe had he saying "Dear Y/N..."

"Sa-satoru, people can lo-look" you'd say flustered, cheeks coloured in pink;

"Let them look" He whispers, his hands going down his shirt you were wearing, warming all the way they touched. "Let them look how beautiful you are, let them stare at the exquisite person you are..."

"But..." You place your hands right above your sides, where's that visible depression is

Suddenly his hands are on yours, holding them tight and you feel your body warming with love as he poured sweet words, melting your insecurities away "Y/N you're stunning, you are above every concept of existing perfection, you are flawless. Every mark, every mound, every round and curve of your body, they're just..."

His eyes staring deep into your soul while he leaves a kiss on your cheek and chin, then placing his head on the crook fo your neck. "They're just enchanting, I feel mesmerizing by every inch of you. You're delightful, Y/N. And the world should know that too."

After that he would just hold you tight and say "And I want to show off everyone that beautiful s/o of mine, show them how lucky I am to have you by my side!"

extra: if you were hardly unease with it, he would take off his clothes in order to try "avoiding" attention to you, catching it only to him like "let everyone look at me, till you feel safe and then you can slay all of these ugly asses ahead with you strondous beauty"

Kamo Choso

Choso is my sweet little boy (not that little) so the moment he realized you were insecure about how your body looked like, he would lowkey try to show you how mistaken you were;

Little things like compliments, soft touches, caring kisses, always reassuring you how beautiful you are, how wonderful your body is;

So there's this day you both are at home, watching a movie on Netflix and you're laying your head on his lap and he's sitting onto he couch with one of his hands on your waist, the other one is scratching your hair fondly;

But when he starts to move his hand up and down your sides, you feel your body stiffen, afraid of what he will think of your dip hips, since they're so profound and so noticeable;

You move yourself a little, trying to avoid his hand to touch that part of your body, but also trying not to get his attention from what you were doing

You don't know but he already understood what you're acting up;

"Y/N" He says, still focusing his eyes on the TV but the tip is his fingers caring on your sides;

"Uh, love?" Your cheeks rush in red as he softly places his hands on the valley of your sides, right down your hip bones;

"Can we switch places? Wanna lay down on your beautiful legs" his voice was distracted because of the movie you could swear he wasnt talking to you, so sudden were his words;

"Ye-yes, you can, Cho" You say lifting your body up to change places with him, but then you feel a big pair of arms around your body, clenching tight on you.

You retrieve his hug, packing your arms hands hands on his back, smelling his parfum's scent;

Choso's hugs are so warm and comfortable, you could live in between his arms like, forever;

"Why this so sudden-" you start to say but then you feel a kiss on your mouth, and then a kiss on your right cheek and then on your left cheek. "Cho?"

"What?" He's chuckling on your skin, never stopping his kisses trail on your jawline, then your neck, your shoulders, his hands are now on your hair, stroking your locks fondly "I can love you, can't I? I'm just showing you how you deserve to be loved, Y/N"

He catches your hand and then leave it a kiss on it;

"Such a gentleman..." You mutter behind the growing smile you have, his eyes never leaving yours as he places both of his hands upon your shelf hips;

"Y/N, you're lovely, you know?" His hands are warm on your covered skin, and you suddenly feel nothing but his caress on it;

"You're... You're something more. You've always been. And sometimes I think I don't deserve someone as wonderful as you are. As beautiful as you are. No one in the world looks like you, and, If someone had the tiniest similarity to you, they should've happy about how blessed they were"

"Every inch of you deserves to be loved. To be praised. You deserve to be fulfilled with compliments every day, every hour, every second."

"And, when you think you do not deserve it, Y/N, I'm here to remind you that yes, yes you're worth it. You're worth loving, caring, admiring. I love you, Y/N, I love you."

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fabricated-misslieness · 3 years

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pairing: aone takanobu x male reader

req: yes | wc: 1.29k | college au | cw: corruption kink, dirty talk, swearing, unprotected sex, aone titties, cum eating | minors dni

anon: I’d like one with aone being super inexperienced, and the reader helping him......after the basics he just goes to town on him, and after that day, aone wasnt all “inexperienced”

a/n: I said longer nsfw was hard to write, which it is, but this one wasn’t as hard.

To think that your college boyfriend, 21 year old Aone Takanobu, hadn’t had sex yet was surprising. He was certainly a catch - tall, built, and big - but nobody had snatched him up yet. The thought of it was thrilling.

To take your boyfriend’s virginity... damn that was something to drool about.

However, the topic never came up.

But, as you bring him into your bedroom, you have the chance. Stepping out from a party to have sex was exciting, especially when you’re fucking in the same venue as the party.

Your roommate started it, and they bribed you with alcohol. You weren’t one to deny free drinks.

You’re both tipsy when you leave the party, lazily exchanging sloppy kisses.

Here, away from the loud source of music downstairs, your heart stills to its normal pace. But, even if the beat of the fast-paced songs no longer controls your heartbeat, you can still hear it. Your heart thuds against your ribcage, telling you ‘this is the moment’.

“Aone-” He’s quick to dive back in to kiss you, even if you pull back. You have to push him back a bit to speak. “This would be your first, right?”

He flushes a soft pink, it’s clear he hadn’t considered that. Still, he nods, which tells you he’s willing.

“Do you want to-”

Much to your surprise, he cuts you off. “Yes.”

“Alright.” Excitement warms up your chest and floods blood into your bulge. “..Wha-” It makes you trip over your words. “What do you want to try?”

Your innocent boyfriend doesn’t know where to start. He has no idea just what you want to do to him. He doesn’t even know what a boob job is, doesn’t know the basics of a blowjob, doesn’t know his tight hole needs to be stretched properly for your dick to push in.

He knows nothing and it’s utterly arousing.

“I want to please you.” He’s always been kind-hearted.

“Okay,” You smile at the thought. “we can start at that.” You sit on your bed, gesturing for him to sit on the floor in front of you. He does so immediately, looking up at you attentively.

He’s willing to learn. You could teach him how to be your cum slut.

You move to undo your pants, but Aone does it for you. He’s eager, albeit a little reluctant. As he pulls down your pants and underwear, your dick nearly slaps him in the face.

Aone looks up at it in awe, licking his lips. “It’s big.”

“I bet yours is too.” The lust clouds your thoughts, making you say the weirdest of things, but he doesn’t seem to mind it.

He shakes his head, “Lesser.”

You raise an eyebrow, silently questioning it. Aone’s a big healthy man, sculpted from his high school days. He was a giant, much bigger than you body-wise. Yet, even if he looked like this, apparently it didn’t match up with what’s between his legs.

Aone doesn’t make a move, which reminds you that he needs guidance. “Lick up a stripe, from balls to tip.”

Like an obedient little boy, he obliges with no hesitation, seemingly enjoying how you react.

“Just like that…” You bite your lips, holding back a few groans. “Take in as much as you think you can...and suck. Don’t be afraid to pull back if you need to.”

He takes you in half-way before he stops, and you don’t have to tell him to use his hands with the rest. “Use your tongue and, fuck- bob your head up and down.”

He obeys without question. Each time he moves up, he goes back down even deeper than before. He looks so pretty this way, lips wrapped around your shaft eyes half-lidded.

“Shit, Taka, teeth.”

“Sorry.” He moans around your dick.

With that little error corrected, you close your eyes with bliss, breaths shaky and sharp. He’s doing so well for his first time, almost as if he wasn’t inexperienced at all.

“You’re doing so well.” Your praise seems to make him even better.

When you open your eyes again, he looks up at you intently. His gaze is intense, but shit, it’s a turn on. It almost sends you over the edge on its own, but it damn well takes you there.

“Ah, Takanobu, I’m coming! Pull away-” Even with your warnings, he doesn’t stop. He stares at you even more intensely.

He wants your seed down his throat.

Another thought fills your head, it’s so exciting that it makes you feel even more aroused. Nobody’s cummed into his throat before.

“Fuck!”

Your boyfriend pulls back, swallowing your cum with no complaints, even licking the drops that leak out of his mouth. “Does it… taste good?”

Aone nods eagerly, as if he were addicted, “I want more.” and he is.

Once prepped, you line yourself up. “Tell me when to stop, alright? Remember the safeword?”

“Red.” He’s under you, long legs already wrapped around your waist.

“Good boy.” He’s a good boy for you, though no longer innocent. He wants your cock, he wants it in his tight little ass, and he wants your seed.

You push in slowly. “Fuck…”

To your surprise, he groans. Aone is a silent person, yet you wondered how vocal you could make him be. Still, you had to keep it gentle… but what if he begged for more?

“Tell me how you want it. Tell me when to slow down, when to speed up, when to pause for a second.”

He nods. “Go faster.”

“Baby, you have to get adjus-”

“Faster.” He sounded assured.

Well, if that’s what he wanted, then that’s what you would give him. Still, you’re gentle and not as fast as he would like. He still wanted more.

He pushes against you, groaning in an unsatisfied manner. “Faster, please.”

He really was addicted.

You go faster, fulfilling Aone’s wishes and feeding into his satisfaction. Finally, he releases his wonderful and oh so pretty moans. They’re not as noisy or frequent, but damn, to have such as a quiet man moaning and mewling because of you? It was an accomplishment.

“God, you’re so loud for me.”

“Mhm!” He hums for you. His hands latch onto your back, surely leaving marks, as you start losing yourself in the feeling of his little hole around you. You go faster and harder, and he doesn’t complain

“I’m so lucky to have you.” His hole was so fuckable that you were losing your self control. “Isn’t that right, Takanobu?”

“Y-Yes!” His legs wrap themselves tighter around you.

Nobody’s fucked his tight hole before, nobody’s released inside of it, nobody’s had his legs wrapped around them, nobody’s had him moaning their name; nobody except you. “Fuck.”

He feels so tight, so warm…

Your hands trail up to his pecs. They’re toned, as if they were man titties, sticking out against his chest like a sore thumb. They felt so soft against your fingers, so squishy and tender. You can’t help but hold on to them as you fuck him.

By now, you’ve lost all control.

Aone screams your name as he releases. You don’t stop, but he doesn’t mind. He wants you to release, he wants your seed again. The feeling of overstimulation is new, but it’s also extremely exciting.

It’s not long before you release into his perfect ass. It tightens around you, milking you of all your jizz.

As you ride out your high, he pulls you into a sloppy kiss.

“God, that was amazing.” You rest your forehead against his. His hands rub your back, on the marks he left behind.

“It was.” He agrees. “I want more.”

From today onwards, he was no longer inexperienced. He was addicted to this, he was addicted to you.

#aone x reader #aone x male reader #aone takanobu x reader #aone takanobu x male reader #haikyuu x reader #haikyuu x male reader #🧵nsfw⚠️#🤬-swearshirt #anonymousrequest #cw.corruption #cw.unprotected sex #cw.cum eating

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qianinterprises · 3 years

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7:23 am

Genre: pwp, birthday sex

Warning: pure smut, swearing, accuracies

I have no idea where this came from—

Imagine waking Mark up with your lips on his cock…

Your eyes slowly open as the sunlight begins peaking in through the window. You roll over a little, stretching out your limbs before glancing over at your boyfriend who’s still fast asleep, quiet snores leaving him. You’re about to wake him, when you remember what day it is and this is just too perfect.

Mark is a giver. He’ll go down on you any day of the week, but he’s been wary about letting you suck him off since he got a little too carried away your first time and ended up ramming halfway down your throat and you, on reflex, almost bit him. You’ve done it once before, but you’d never quite gotten control of your teeth. Today, you’re determined to make him cum. To make him feel good with your mouth. So, you slid your body down beneath the blankets.

Waking the other person up with a bit of oral isn’t out of the ordinary. It had been a conversation you’d had a long time ago when Mark shook you awake at the crack of dawn one morning begging to eat you out. While you’d never done this to him, you knew he wouldn’t mind. So, you carefully squirmed your way between his slightly parted legs and let your fingers glide over the cloth of his dark green boxers.

At your touch, his cock stirred. You let your thumbs slide over it beneath the cotton and when he was semi hard, you made use of the small slit pockets on the boxers, smiling to yourself as he formed up in your hand.

The flesh of his coco was, for lack of a better adjective, beautiful. It was smooth save for the small ridges along his length and the bulging vein running along his length. It was soft skin, seemingly well moisturizer, especially the mushroomed tip that was already making your mouth water. Mark’s cock wasn’t the first you’d sucked, although you were widely inexperienced, however, he would always be your favorite. Somehow, the flavor of someone you loved was sweeter.

Your tongue flicked out of your mouth, brushing along his tip and his hips jolted. For a moment, you thought he was already awake, but when another snore left his nose, you parted your lips and took in his mushroomed head, allowing your mouth to get use to him before sinking down a little lower.

A groan left his lips, his back arching, hips bucking slightly. You were surprised he hadn’t woken yet.

Your jaw began cramping as you let your lips take in more of his length. The thing about Mark was, he wasn’t that big. Four and a half inches was being a little generous, but man did he have girth. Enough that made your jaw burn as it was locked open around him, but this time, you wouldn’t let the pain in your jaw keep you from getting him off.

You took him down slowly, allowing you to get used to him until your nose was buried in his trimmed pubic hair and his head was at the back of your throat, grazing your uvula. Your mouth worked up an excess of saliva your couldn’t swallow, the spit, instead pooling out of your mouth and likely running down his testicles or onto the bed, but it couldn’t be helped.

You tightened your mouth slightly, being sure to keep your teeth retracted, and pulled up, mouth creating a suction cup around the male without the suckling action. Once you’d reached the tip, you ran your tongue over his circumcised tip, flicking over the hole before sinking back down, and a loud gasp greeted your ears. This time, however, the blanket was snatched from over your head. You glanced up, eyes meeting Marks lidded ones.

“What are you-“ his breathless question was cut short as a high pitched hiss left his lips as you sucked up again.

His right hand came down to grasp your hair in his fist, keeping you in him, not that you’d planned on stopping. He didn’t guide your now rhythmically moving mouth, but with each moan, his fist tightened.

“Fuck…” he gasped out breathlessly.

You picked up the pace ever so slightly, keeping with the technique that seemed to be working. Up. Swirl the head. Down. Lick at the vein. Back up again.

Your eyes began to water the longer it went on. It wasnt part of a gag reflex. It was the ever worsening pain in your jaw that begged you to snap your mouth shut. Your teeth threatened to graze his tender flesh, but you refused to ruin this for him. You fisted the sheets beneath him, trying to divert your attention when his next words caught your attention.

“C-cumming!”

You weren’t overly fond of the bitter, salty taste of sperm on your tongue, so you slid back down faster that usual, just in time to feel ropes of cum coat the back of your throat. He let out a loud groan as he orgasmed, hand practically yanking on your hair now, but you didn’t mind.

Once he seemed to be deflating, you let your jaw slack as you pulled off him. The ache was real and you’d probably need to rest it for a while, but seeing his sleepy, blissed out grin made it all worth it.

“Happy birthday baby,” you said hoarsely.

Happy Mark day everyone!!

#nct #nct dream #nct mark #lsn.works #mark x reader #mark x you #mark x y/n #mark smut #happy birthday mark #mark lee day #birthday sex

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tundrainafrica · 3 years

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You haven't read the manga?..... If you only read the cherry picked levihan moments then let me tell you (not sending this with ill intend btw) that for every small Levihan moment there's a big eruri one. Like that convo where he shuts hange out after it was said about her crush on shadis? Levi actually talks afterwards about how he wants Hange to take over the rots mission and for Erwin to stay tucked in safe.

When Hange was hurt during the uprising the moment he sees Erwin he's just nonchalant about? And yes she said she was okay and he was mad about her being hurt in the first place, but the looks he gives erwin not only this moment but throughout? Not really platonic tbh...

Or the falling debris scene where he seems distracted? Yes he's thinking about hange's safety but the worried look is at Erwin's direction on the wall.

And also in chuugaku, there's a chapter about Erwin and Levi's relationship, exposition provided by Hange herself, where it's pretty much implied that Levi has the hots for him (complete with a bottom levi joke). Like he's the only member of the "home-making" club headed by Erwin where he basically cleans and cooks for him while erwin reads his paper like they're a couple and they've put marks like: don't search eruri on tumblr/ao3 haha.

Point is while levihan is a ship that's MAYBE canon, there's a lot more concrete evidence for eruri. The only thing that throws it off is there's no discussion about Erwin's feelings nowhere that could be interpreted as romantic. And combine that with his crush for dok's wife back in the day maybe he wasn't into Levi the same way/ maybe bi, we'll never know.

But Levi legit was in love with him.

What strengthens levihan on the other hand is that hange is transparent about her feelings for Levi. And if you take the last chapters into consideration then levi could have reciprocated them. It wasnt framed as clear as his feelings for Erwin though imo.

I'm not against either ship and think they're both precious, but levihan is a lot harder to read into and it makes me sad their romantic relationship wasn't more developed if romance was what Isayama hinted yo towards the end. Maybe yams left levihan up to interpretation deliberately? Maybe we read too much into it and it's not really there? Maybe eruri was queerbaiting? Maybe both are canon and Levi's just swings both ways? Idk the answers to any of that and unless the author comes clean we'll never be sure about levihan a hundred percent. Less doubts about eruri though...

Anyways, no hard feelings and I really LOVE your fanfics! Hope you have a very nice day and continue writing!

I have been looking for the right time to go through this ask because this ask just kinda made me think but not like about anything against the eruri ship. Like go ahead, ship eruri and feel free to meta eruri in my anon inbox but like the arguments here are a bit wishy washy.

Like that convo where he shuts hange out after it was said about her crush on shadis? Levi actually talks afterwards about how he wants Hange to take over the rots mission and for Erwin to stay tucked in safe.

Well, of course he would ask Erwin to stay tucked safe. Erwin is literally missing one arm and Hange was the most competent person to lead in the field at that point in time. How is this related to romance? I mean, if you wanna play the romance game, remember that Levi was legit injured, he could barely stand and he still forced himself to stand up to talk to Hange.

Levi literaly gave the most poker 'pokerface' in this scene and I do not understand how it could be seen as not platonic. If we're talking about non platonic looks then maybe we should look for a scene where Levi's biting his lip seductively because let's face it, all the looks Levi gave Erwin, Hange and Petra could all be interpreted as platonic, we're all just a bunch of shippers trying to find the romance and the canonicity for our favorite ship lmao.

Or the falling debris scene where he seems distracted? Yes he's thinking about hange's safety but the worried look is at Erwin's direction on the wall.

Yeah, because people like to stare at someone else while worrying about a particular someone's safety. I dunno but what if Levi was worried about both of them? Why do we have to blatantly disregard the fact that he explicitly mentioned 'Hange' in that scene and shoehorn Erwin's position in that scene.

Levi is literally an implied minor in chuugakkou and Erwin is a teacher. Nothing else needs to be said.

But Levi legit was in love with him.

The flawed evidence above will only make for a flawed conclusion.

As someone who has watched the show and read the manga and discussed this with people, none of my casual watcher friends even noticed Eruri crumbs. A lot of them didn't notice Levihan crumbs either so hey, we both lose here I guess.

My personal take on this and the takes of a lot of casual watchers I have talked to is, Levihan has more crumbs than Eruri but maybe it only got development given the circumstances post season 3 since Levi and Hange were working closely together. If Erwin didn't die, maybe there could have been more Eruri moments. I haven't seen enough though and I cannot so hastily conclude that Levi was in love with Erwin.

Levi could have in love with both of them. Or just one of them.

And yeah, maybe Levihans are reading too much into it. But so what if we read too much into it?

I like them. I will continued reading too much into relationships which I believe could have been healthy and could have had a great dynamic if they pushed through as something romantic.

The point of getting into a relationship is for two people to come out of it better people and I will continue to ship a couple which I think is sending a good message to others regardless of whether or not it was framed clearly enough for people to see the 'romance.'

'Living together' with someone may not be as clear as sex or a kiss for a lot of people but I think it runs MUCH MUCH MUCH deeper. Sex and kisses are a dime a dozen. Commitment and Cooperation are diamonds.

#levihan

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mysafehaneul · 3 years

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Aquamarine

I am thinking of making it a series if it gets good response tho.

The Gif is from Yuri on Ice, since I can't find any other aesthetically pleasing Gif. CR to the owner.

Wonwoo×Reader (Angst; slight fluff)

Warnings: none

Word count: 1.5k ish...

ArrangemarriageAu!

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[8:18PM]

The light illuminating from the chandelier as u stood under it and its light reflecting on the glass you were holding onto as if your life depended on that grip, you were trying your best to look calm and collected but your anxious eyes and nervous smile were slowly giving it away from time to time you were glancing towards the entrance of the mansion where you and your soon to be fiancè was supposed to get engaged yet the latter was no where to been seen most of the guest were too caught up in their own conversations pay mind to you yet giving a glance at your direction in short intervals, dressed in their finest and pulled up their most civilised and happy upfront you were aware although it didnt seemed like it, there were some silent eyes observing yours and your families every move to catch a sniff of drama for their headlines and small flashes from the camera around you, you were unconsciously biting your lips when your left a small hand slightly hovering over yours taking the glass out of your grip you looked up to see you mother with slight tensed eyes giving you a tight smile,

"Pull yourself together sweetheart I have thought you better, Where is Wonwoo?"

To be honest you would like to know the answer to that question too where is Wonwoo? A small inaudible sigh left your lips you leaned into your mother's ears to whisper

"Anywhere but here, Why don't you ask his parents about their son's whereabouts"

You both looked at the bar where Wonwoo's parents were sitting while one of their bodyguards' talking to Mr. Jeon and he looked like he was about to pop a vein of his brain trying his best to keep his voice low In order to avoid any attention when Mrs. Jeon's eyes met yours and then your mother's she gave you a small smile and diverted her attention back to her slightly frantic husband raising her hand on his back and rub it up and down to calm him down anyone from a 10-mile radius could sense the tension in the room, everyone is here except the man of the hour. You liked her, Wonwoo's mother she was a good person that's all you can say from your two encounters the first one was when both of the families ate lunch and you met your mother's childhood best friend and his wife aka Wonwoo's parents and the second was a dinner where they expressed their wish to make you their daughter-in-law, making you both you and Wonwoo choke in your respectable food and him on his drink you were well aware that things like these are not decided over two meals in the gap of one week because the way your parents looked unfazed and nodding as If it's approval to their wishes all you could think was a heads-up would have been nice so that you could have fled to Paris or something. Wonwoo looked like he was about to explode in rage but he trying to mask it with all his might but the shake in his body was slightly giving it away seemed like he had no prior knowledge of this either as he excused himself to the washroom.

Just like that day you were alone standing in the middle of a ballroom surrounded by acquaintances extended family and friends waiting for him to show up and do the formality play the part of a dutiful son and a reliable successor of their family business. You both knew that this was a marriage of convenience and no matter what you had to bend your knees in front of the responsibilities and the wishes of your families, The heels you were wearing were numbing your feet and a small headache making it way up from the tight bun and buzz from the champagne you were drinking.

Your parents were now talking or more like assuring the Jeon's when you felt someone stand next to you looking to your left you saw your best friend looking at you holding two glasses extending one in your direction which you gladly took raising it to your lips you took a small sip and felt the bubbly liquid going down your throat,

"Gosh even Aphrodite would be jealous of you today, Wonwoo is going to fall in love with you all over again "

when did he fall in love with you in the first place you thought to yourself nodding in their direction you gave them a small smile,

"Thanks, babe," you said taking a step back and doing an up and down at their attire "you don't look that bad yourself either".

Rolling their eyes they said, " I know but tonight is about you. So where is your prince charming, it's about time he showed up-" as they said that all heads turned toward the entrance in Walks the prince charming in his slicked black hair and royal blue tuxedo matching your attire he was not wearing his glasses maybe lenses. His parents sighed in relief and walked towards him you saw his father asking him something but his mother squeezed his arms stopping him from drawing any unwanted attention soon acquaintances flocking him shaking his hands and mingling you noticed the frown easing from your father's face as your mother was talking to someone from your company and your father trying to keep up with them without being rude.

Wonwoo was easily towering over most of the people in this room he was talking to someone when your eyes met but to were quick to look away.

"Close your mouth you are drooling all over the floor," your friend said making you roll your eyes throwing a small glare in their direction you were about to make a remark when from the corner of your eyes you saw his figure striding towards your direction as he reached next to you his hands going on the back of your waist and leaning in to plant a small kiss on your cheeks catching you slightly off guard your hands on autopilot went to grab his bicep before you stumble you both never stood in this proximity let alone kisses on the cheeks He leaned into your ears his lips slightly bumping the shell of your ear making the goosebumps rise on your skin as his breath fanned in your ear he whispered, "sorry I am late, I hope nothing exceptional happened in my absence"

You moved your head away your eyes locked as you reached for his ears and replied,

"Your father was about to pop a vein if you can call that exceptional" your eyes didn't miss the red mark below his ear lobe and now your question of where he was and who he was with, was answered before you even had the chance to ask with a little disappointment bubbling in your stomach but you tried ignored it with all your might.

Soon you both were standing facing each other with his hand in yours as your slid the engagement ring on his fourth finger, his mother beaming with glee and his father fashioned a proud smile on his face she and pulled out a box from her bag handing it over to wonwoo as he open the box the people surrounding the both of you went awestruck and why not it was a princess cut aquamarine ring one of a kind removing it from the box the diamond reflected the light of the chandelier he reached for your hand, there was a slight shake in wonwoo's breath and you couldnt differentiate if it was his or your hands which were sweating as the ring slid inside your finger wonwoo noticed how you hands were slightly shaking he gave your hand a light squeeze and closed his eyes taking a moment to gather himself you were about to reciprocate the squeeze but the pop of champagne starled you removing your hand form his your mother engulfed you in her arms as if you have just returned from war soon one by one the congratulations kept flooding in when you eyes met your father's he gave you a nod and an assuring smile he knew that wonwoo wasnt the one you want, but he believed that he was the best choice for you and your bussineses future. All you could think to yourself Is that It's not the parent's fault to think the best for their children and their future but why do they forget that their happiness matters equally too their opinions matter too they matter too, You can't help but look at Wonwoo, feeling sad for both of yourself he was doing a pretty decent job to pull up a happy facade which matched yours but his eyes said otherwise as you both caught each other gaze you knew that there is no turning back from here two different paths joining together to form a single road now it's unbeknownst to you how the journey will go...

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