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#this was just a random rant not me asking for reassurance again
foxyteah · 1 year
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Alright fine here is my obligatory won't-let-me-sleep dc dp idea
Enter left: Immortal Ghost King Danny who's made peace with having to stay in the Zone fulltime to keep the place from going to metaphorical hell, but that doesn't mean he can't visit Amity every now and then for some basic human pleasures like coffee, soda and a burger
Thing is, with no basic income and unwilling to mooch off his friends' and parents' money for the rest of their life, he comes up with the brilliant idea of a gofundme which circulates on tumblr every few months and literally just says "buy a coffee and burger for your local king of the dead, any help is appreciated :)"
Enter right: One Tim Drake whose fatal flaw is not something as simple as posting rants or online-shopping when sleep deprived, oh no, no Tim instead clicks on any crowdfunding posts he comes across and throws money at them from his anonymous bank account, then forgets all about it after a full night's sleep
This guy has slept 7 hours in 2 weeks and just busted the unholy drug ring child of the Maroni's and Black Mask, he is ready to die in his sleep and scrolling tumblr instead. He sees a signal boost post with 1 note and the keywords 'dead' and 'any help', promptly dumps a random sum on it and drops off
He is woken from his sleep by a guy literally squeezing himself out of his phone screen like a cat through a mouse hole except so much worse, yelling at him about selling his kidney through a PHONE not even a COMPUTER screen, and asks him if he is Tim Jackson Drake
Tim, still waking up, replies yes, because yes he is Tim Drake and not someone else like a vigilante haha no, and then in the next hour becomes coherent enough to understand that this guy is the actual King of the Dead, doesn't know his secret identity and literally ghosted several firewalls and offshore accounts, bypassed all that and travelled digitally through to him because he left him 50 grand on his gofundme for a burger and that is just not okay please ask for a refund i'll find you a new kidney pLEASE
Tim refuses.
Hell if he knows why but he's not taking the money back, he has enough anyway so Phantom can keep it and buy himself a life supply of Coca Cola or something
Phantom refuses.
Because what even this is non-negotiable
So they're at a stalemate and have argued through Tim's morning routine, through breakfast for two and the drive to work which Phantom spends invisible while in public, and halway up the WE elevator before Danny falls silent and after Tim closes his office door says:
"You're rich."
"Yes I am."
"You're like, stinking rich. Billionaire rich?"
"Pretty much."
"..."
"Will you keep the money now?"
"...Nope, now I'm even less inclined to."
But the King of the Dead stops harassing Tim to make him poor again and leaves, and Tim has a whole day of peace before he gets home, where he is immediately slobbered up by a two-headed dog the size of his Ducati.
"If you're giving me all that money for free then have this hellhound, rich people need bodyguard dogs right"
"I refuse, also why does it have two heads"
"My rottweiler met a Cerberus and the rest is history, also come ON I can't just accept this much money pLEASE tell me your PRICE"
"50 grand"
"oh ha ha"
Somehow they agree for Tim to accept a blob ghost that will be invisible most of the time, completely invisible on any surveillance, and will only serve as an emotional support cheek-rub and an emergency call if Tim's ever in trouble, Tim is reassured he'll go get Phantom personally if that ever happens, and only on Tim's orders which will never happen
Except one time he really does need help because he and all his support structure is captured or incapacitated, so he asks Phoenix for help and promptly finds out why she insisted on that name when she explodes in a spray of green all over his face and now everyone and especially Jason is staring at the green goo
And then the ground cracks open to a lime green pithole, the lights go out and the place turns cold, and out of the hellhole rises Phantom wreathed in flame and shadows, rising his finger at the enemy and intoning softly
"Where is he?"
"W-who?
"Where's my sugar daddy?"
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nnnyxie · 5 months
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I‘m bAaAaAck
One other thing I’m an absolute sucker for is comfort🫶🏻 So imagine jealous!izu x reader
jealous!Itzu would probably just become quiet and insecure and withdraw himself from reader if it‘s extremely bad…in the begingen he‘d step closer…hold reader just a little bit tighter
Poor boy gets so nervous he just starts spewing random facts about reader to prove he knows reader better, like
„Did you know when you smile you have a dimple on your right but not on your left cheek?? And your nose crinkles right there *he taps readers face* and and your eyes squint and your cheeks go all rosy and-„
poor baby is just a stammering mess :(
reassure and love him :c
#𖢥 izuku anon
JEALOUS IZU!!!!!!!!!!
thank you izuku anon omg
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i feel like izuku isn’t the type to get jealous easily, yk??
not unless he feels ‘threatened’
he’s not the type to like,,, ‘puff out his chest’ and ‘mean mug’ the person but— he is the type to hold some part of you. maybe your hip?? or put an arm around your shoulder??
though— there are times where he gets a bit insecure,,, so he just leaves.
he only stops when you say his name and ask where he’s going. he mumbles an ‘i don’t feel good’ and you cut the conversation with the person.
“you didn’t have to do that. you can go keep talking to them.” “no, you said you didn’t feel good so we’re going home.”
he sighed, now he felt guilty. he let his jealousy get in the way of your conversation.
when you reach home, he airs it all out. he tells you that he felt jealous, and that he feels guilty for making you leave when you were having fun. he told you how he felt like he was being a bad boyfriend for acting and feeling like that.
you tell him you were glad he told you the truth instead of keeping that lie and that you’re happy he’s able to communicate this all to you!! (we are all abt communication here folks!!)
“jealousy is a natural emotion and it’s something everyone experiences. i’m glad you told me. do you want to assess the situation?” he gives a nod. “okay, could you tell me why you felt jealous?” “i guess i just thought that they were… you know… more interesting and… i dunno, better? than me… and i got insecure about it…” you gave an understanding nod, “it’s okay that you felt that way izuku, your feelings are valid. but, please, never think that for one second, there’s someone better or more interesting than you.”
you laughed a little, “after all, you had to eat hair to get to where you’re at. i believe that’s the most interesting thing i’ve heard in my life.”
the talk went on for a bit, you discussed the times you had gotten jealous as well, and discussed any insecurities you both felt.
it was a very relieving and reassuring conversation, on both ends.
but yk he’s still gonna feel jealous from time to time.
again, it’s a natural emotion! even animals get jealous!!! especially house pets, they’re very territorial.
with that reassuring talk, he’s doesn’t really withdraw anymore. instead, he makes direct eye contact with the person. not necessarily trying to intimidate them but,,, more so to show he’s very aware of the conversation and what the person is trying to get at.
the only times he’ll ever get like,,, overly(???) jealous is when the person brings up old stuff about you that doesn’t really… align(??) with you anymore. to him, it feels like they’re tryna one up him. ykwim???
so then he’ll go on a cute tangent about how you don’t really like that kind of stuff anymore or you aren’t like that anymore. he’ll go on a rant about your new favorite things/activities and how you are now.
he’ll wave his hands around to emphasize his points, and when he’s trying to remember a thing you told him about a show/book/movie— he’ll begin to mumble into his hand. it’s very sweet but, you’ll have to stop him because, the person just ends up excusing themself— they were kinda off-put by him.
but, it’s okay!! that’s just another reason to love him!!
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IZUKU <3
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strawb3rrystar · 7 days
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can you do Blitzø x reader relationship headcannons or Moxxie x reader headcannons
The dumbass twins.
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Pairing: Blitzø, Moxxie x GN! Reader
Warnings: Light mentions of their traumas, Blitz being emotionally distant (?)
Word count: 524
✰Masterlist
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Blitzø:
✰Blitzø's love languages are definitely quality time and physical touch
✰He doesn't care what the activity is, he wants to spend the most time possible with you
✰Often, he'll curl into your side, or lay his head on your lap if your sitting on the couch or in bed
✰If your not, he'll float close by or stand next to you
✰It may come off as creepy at first, but he just wants to be around you, make sure you're okay
✰Also leaning into the physical touch aspect, he'll purr if you scratch under his chin
✰Kiss his scars and he'll kiss yours
✰Random compliments and flirtatious comments
✰Hugs you from behind and tucks his face into your neck. This will usually be when he's tired or upset
✰Speaking of upset, please let this poor imp vent to you. He desperately needs to let out all the repressed trauma
✰I can see Blitzø being a biter. He'll never NEVER break the skin. Just like a small love bite
✰He'll share his love of horses with you, and tells you all the different facts he knows
✰So NEVER make fun of him for it, even as a joke
✰He will cry
✰Blitzø might be emotionally distant at times, but it's nothing a little therapy can't help
✰I can see him being a good listener however
✰He might struggle with it at times, but he tries his best
✰But even if he's not the best partner at times, you still know he loves you
✰I mean, you wouldn't hang framed pictures of a person and have them as your lock screen and wallpaper if you didn't love them, right?
Moxxie:
✰Moxxie's love languages would be words of affirmation and acts of service
✰Sometimes, he need you words of encouragement to remind him you do truly love him
✰He'll have a habit of thinking he not good enough for you, so reassure him that he is
✰Like Blitzø, Moxxie loves to spend as much time with you as possible
✰This includes household chores
✰Moxxie loves to make you breakfast in bed
✰He'll let you pick the movie you watch or where you go out to eat
✰But he also likes to plan special evenings just for you
✰Moxxie also likes doing stuff to make your day easier
✰Like doing boring paperwork, or picking up the tasks that Blitzø gives you
✰Of course I have to also mention the gift giving
✰Moxxie isn't a big fan of expensive gifts
✰He like handmade ones instead, like a song or a ceramic bowl he made at a free pottery class
✰Another imp that desperately needs to vent, because again, repressed trauma
✰Moxxie is the best listener you could ask for
✰He can listen to you for hours on end without getting bored
✰And not just listening, he'll actively engage to keep the conversation going
✰But Moxxie also likes to go on rants himself, riddling off every fact he knows about the topic (mostly weapons)
✰He needs a partner who gives back as much love as he gives out
✰Because, this sweetheart has so much love to give it's insane
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Star's notes -> I accidentally deleted Moxxie's part the first time I wrote it and it made me want to tear my hair out
(Thank you, sweet anon, for requesting!) (Requests are open!)
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nikoisanidiot · 2 years
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hi! can we have some headcannons about what a relationship with each of the proxies would be like :)
Yes ofc! Note, in my au the main "proxies" are Tim, Brian and Toby!<3
Relationship HC's With The Proxies||Proxies x Reader Headcanon's
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Tim Wright -Be prepared to smell like smoke. You will smell like smoke no matter how hard you try. -Lots of Johnny Cash, John Lennon, Bon Jovi, ect. -HE HAS A KISS THE COOK APRON. DON'T TRY TO FIGHT ME ON THIS, YOU WILL NOT WIN. -Tim need's minimum two hours alone after a mission, no matter how long it was. He takes that time to recuperate away from you for your safety, in case he dissociates and Masky fronts.(In my au he has DID.) -Tim love's when you wear his clothes, it's cute to him. -Tim has a soft spot for kids, like a big soft spot. He want's one of his own one day, with you. -He prefers if you don't interact with the creeps(assuming your a civilian) to protect yourself and the others from harm. -Rant's to you about Toby, a lot. -"Hey sunshine." "Oh, of course love." Just a mushy guy. -Probably love's morning kisses. Like any chance he gets, his arms are around you giving you a kiss on the cheek. -When Tim has schizophrenic episodes, I beg of you to make sure you're there for him and to reassure him. Be yourself and try to make what he's going through as comfortable as possible and don't treat him any different unless you think he need's help. Ask to touch him, incase he might be paranoid and want to run. Comfort is key. -Tim loves cooking, homie will cook you a four course meal if you asked tbh.
Brian Thomas -He love's it when your curious -Oh you had a weird phase? He's had weirder. -Brian is your therapist tbh... -Right after a mission, be prepared to take a long, hot shower together. Also be prepared to probably watch a horror movie right after. -"Hey I know your busy right now but could we go get a bite to eat? I'm hungry." "Go by yourself, Brian. Your a big boy." "Fuck you." "Yeah yeah, get me a chicken sandwich." -Brian makes the most bizzare jokes sometimes. -Brain collects guns, when you want to hear about his collection, he gets excited and probably wont shut up about the damn things for AWHILE. -Baby, babe, honey, sweetie and love are his go to nicknames for you. He has joke nicknames for you too like dickface or asshat but only uses it when he's joking. -Brian can get pretty serious sometimes when it comes to his job so please, if he's working him, don't bug him. -Prioritises time to be with you and makes time to be with you for a few hours. -He likes squish. He likes when a person is a little chubby. Mean's Brian has more of you to hold onto. -Gets pissed off when you act like stewie and pretend he's brian the dog. Like he genuinely hates it. -Loves when you wear his hoodie, and if you ask him to wear it again, he will. -Lost of long night drives, jamming out to random music and watching the stars.
Toby Rogers -He didn't get much attention as a kid, so be expected to have a very clingy boyfriend. -Don't underestimate his strength, he's seriously a strong guy. -When you notice his hands are starting to get big sores, he will breakdown and tell you he had another nightmare of his father... So he'll ask you to bandage his hands. -Hand holding, cuddling and literally and form of physical affection. -Toby has echolalia, he repeats the phrase "I love you" a lot, but he does it with the biggest fucking smile, makes your heart MELT. -Toby dosen't have corprolalia. He just swears like a sailor. -Coming back from a mission, he goes for the booze, he drinks a lot of it to forget literally everything of the mission. AKA his tics can get a little aggressive, he punches himself, throws stuff around the room, has occasionally punched or slapped you a few times. -When Toby has a PTSD panic attack, he becomes non-verbal for a long time and just abuses himself relentlessly because he cant feel shit. He has a mental collapse for a few days, and as a result, Tim and Brian let him take a break from missions, letting Jeff fill in for Toby. -Toby needs a lot of panic attack aftercare. He usually needs to be wrapped up in his bandages and lots of cuddles, kisses and care. -"Y/N- could we-could we please cuddle? I want some care... please." -He loves nicknames like baby boy, pumpkin and Tobs. He loves calling you Babydoll, honey, and babes. -Please don't take his hoodie or face mask, sometimes his only comfort is those things when he feels he can't come to you. -Emotional guy.
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amazingmaeve · 10 months
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FINDING COMFORT
queen maeve x fem!reader
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summary — after maeve was ruthlessly outed by homelander vought had the bright idea to make one of the first sapphic superhero couple. that’s where you come in, and since you’ve been out vought has used you for profit so it’s not much of a surprise, what surprises you is the feelings that grow between you and maeve.
warnings — smut, oral (r receiving ), scissoring, some, bits of angst, fluff, and vought and Homelander just being really annoying
word count — 6,240 words
authors note — im so excited for this I’ve been wanting to write for her since I first started watching and finally I got to its. anyways I hope you enjoy this and happy reading. gif credits. also got some inspiration from @venus-haze fic kick it out so if you hadn’t read that please of because it’s amazing!
queen maeve masterlist | the boys masterlist
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“Are you fucking crazy,” Maeve snapped as she stood in front of Ashley with her arms across her chest. Her face hardened as soon as Ashley said those stupid words. Maeve could feel the blood inside her start to boil and she had to refuse to punch her in the face.
“I’m sorry this is just what The Seven needs their first lesbian-,” Ashley began to say.
“Bisexual,” Maeve interrupted with a glare in her eyes.
“Bisexual superhero in The Seven and in a relationship with another woman. The world will love this, it will bring a whole new meaning to girl power,” Ashley ranted as her face was filled with excitement.
“I’m sorry I’ve done this shit already with Homelander why would I want to do this again,” Maeve questioned as the word ‘Homelander’ came out her mouth, er stomach was burning with vile and chest filled of vitriol towards the man who thinks he’s the best thing to ever be conceived.
“This will be different, this girl isn’t like Homelander, she’s actually not murderous and she won’t cause as much drama as him,” Ashley defended the idea she came up with.
Maeve sighed as she stood in Ashley's office, she didn’t know what to do, she hasn’t been with a girl since Elena, and yeah she’s had lots of sex with guys but girls are different. She had such a strong bond with Elena and she didn’t know if she could do it over again with this girl Ashley was talking about.
Not to mention that Homelander is a jealous prick even though Maeve and him aren’t together, he’ll cause her life a living hell and this girl as well. Maeve didn’t know if she could bring this random superhero into this already heated up drama.
“You know what Homelander is like,” Maeve muttered knowing that he could be listening at any moment and barge through the door. “You know what he might do to this girl and you want to bring her into this,” She questions.
“Trust me he won’t do anything,” Ashley reassured Maeve. “And plus I think this girl can handle her own,” She says.
“Who is the girl anyway,” Maeve asked, as she was piqued with curiosity. There weren’t many openly gay superheroes and she doesn’t have enough willpower to recognize all of them or she just wasn’t interested.
“Oh it’s The Traveler,” Ashley whispered and Maeve nodded. She’s heard of you, of course, you were one of the few lesbian superpowers. She knows that you can travel between time and make portals to travel place to place.
Suddenly there was a knock on the door and Maeve's head snapped towards the direction and Ashley said, “Come in,” and you came through the door.
You walked through the door and Maeve couldn’t deny that you were a beautiful woman. You were dressed in your superhero costume, a black skirt and a black leotard for a top and leather jacket to cover it. There were purple gems glittering all over your outfit and the end of the outfit was topped with some black boots.
“Can you hurry up Ashley I don’t have all fucking day,” You snap as come to walk next to Maeve without even giving her a glance.
“I know you probably heard that Queen Maeve here is now part of the LGBTQ+ community and we wanted to make something good out of it,” Ashley told you and you rolled your eyes.
You had great sympathy for Maeve as she was outed on public’s television at the hands of Homelander and if you were in her position you would have never worked with a man as vile as he is. But you understood that getting out of the Seven and getting out of Homelanders sight is a hard thing to do.
Plus she wasn’t hard on the eyes.
“You mean you want to capitalize on her sexuality,” You say, letting your arms fall to your sides. It wasn’t surprising since it was what they do to you all the time. Having you do commercials for Vought as one of the lesbian superheroes. It was especially hard during pride month where they used you for monetary gain, having you speak at conventions and on talk shows about how you were so proud of your sexuailtiy and you were but you hated how they took advantage of you. But hey at least they pay you graciously.
Maeve looked at you covering her surprised face with her usual hard shell. You were right, they were just going to use her and bleed her dry until she was just a shell of her old self, as if she wasn’t already.
“You know that’s what I mean,” Ashley defended herself and you let out a huff when she said those words.
“Do we even have a choice,” Maeve questioned and you nodded alongside her. You were curious if you could even say no to Vought.
“Yes of course you do,” Ashley says.
“I guess I‘ll do it,” You muttered looking at the ground at your boot-covered feet.
“Maeve,” Ashley questioned, her tone dropped to a more serious tone.
“Whatever,” Maeve responded in her bitter tone and you understood it all too well. You were just like her when you came out and Vought used you, and plus she was a part of the Seven, she’d be more valuable and by proxy more profitable.
“Then it’s settled we’ll have the both of you post something to your social media about how you two were in a secret relationship and decided to be out as a couple in the public,” Ashely says, her eyes back on the iPad she had and her tone more happier.
Maeve rolled her eyes at the ‘decided to be out as a couple in the public’. Homelander outed her on fucking live television there was option as coming out but she swallowed her words as she always did with Vought. She didn’t like it but it was something she was used to and something she was starting to hate more and more.
You on the other hand were looking at her with sympathy, being outed sucks and you knew this. When you were younger your friends decided to out you as lesbian so you understood to an extent. She was outed on live television where most people watched and now everyone knew.
Letting out a sigh you look at the ceiling getting ready for the shit storm Vought was about to do and how they were going to get money out of it.
It’s been a few weeks since the ‘relationship’ between you and Maeve went public and least to say people loved it. Not the conservatives and the bigots who thought that the LGBTQ commiunity is infecting the youth. But you and Maeve were the number one trending Supe ship.
After the social media post went up the two of you went on talk shows and talked about how you were excited to finally be out and proud.
Obviously not meaning any of the words either of you said. It was just Vought scripts that were as lifeless as a corpse. Nor you or Maeve didn’t believe any of the shit Vought told you to say because you two weren’t in love. At least not yet.
The two of you got along well and you could tell that Maeve was closed off to you and you weren’t mad, you were closed off as well. But when you two did speak it was only for a few moments and it tended to be more awkward than anything, but you had a mutual respect for each other and that was all that you needed.
Maeve on the other hand didn’t want to get you hurt, you seemed like a nice person and you didn’t deserve the wrath that Homelander held, her on the other she felt like she deserved. You didn’t. So if she kept her distance with you unless the two of you were expected to show up somewhere or public dates the two of you go on.
To be completely honest Maeve was starting to like you, you were cute, you made jokes that made her stifle a laugh and that was more of a reason to distance herself. She couldn't get you involved her fucked up mess. She didn’t know if you liked her but you liked her enough to make small talk and to seek her out and ask her about her day. Even if you didn't, she needed to do what was right.
She couldn’t do that to you even though she was finding herself more and more into it, the more she found out the more she was interested. The more she was in this ‘relationship’ was way more comforting than the one she had with Homelander and deep down she was loving every second she had with you. But she would get a happy ending with you or with anyone.
The two of you enter an elevator after a long day of work, going out and stopping criminals and least to say the both of you were tired.
“God this day was really tiring,” You mutter leaning against the wall of the elevator.
“You can say that twice,” Maeve muttered, crossing her arms across her chest looking down at the elevator floor.
“Is it getting any better,” You blurted out the question that you've been wanting to ask her but didn’t want to be too intrusive.
“Is what getting any better,” Maeve questions even though she knew what you were talking about.
“Believe it or not I know how you feel with the whole outing situation but I can’t imagine what you’re going through, especially since Homelander did that to you. But all I know is after I was outed it took me a while to get comfortable in my own skin,” You say and Maeve does her best not to react to his name being brought up. She sure as hell knows that he’s probably listening so she’s going to have to be herself.
“Things are….. better,” Maeve says with uncertainty in her tone and you gave her a look of pity knowing that she was lying.
She had her walls built up higher than you can ever imagine and you wanted to help her break those walls down, so that she could look at herself and see what you see. A beautiful strong woman. You felt your heart start to race as it usually did when you were alone with her.
“Hey,” You say, approaching her and putting your hand on her upper arm and she tenses as you do so but she’s not willing to admit that your touch caused some sparks to go up her spine. “Just so you know if you need anything from me, or just to talk I’m always here for you, just because Vought is making us do this doesn’t mean I don’t care and talking about it really does help. So just remember that, any time of the day you need something, don't be afraid to knock on my door,” You say with a soft tone that almost made her melt, that almost made her just say screw it and kiss you but she held back.
“Thanks, right back at you,” Maeve says and you give her a soft smile before removing your hand.
“I’m gonna need to take something before I go and see Ashely because she is getting on my fucking nerves,” You say to break the tension.
“Trust me you’re gonna need a lot more of anything you have,” Maeve snorts and you let out a small giggle.
“I know and I’m hoping that she’s either too tired to talk too much or just is gone at her home because I can’t wait to go home and finally get some rest,” You say, resting your head against the hard wall.
“Or maybe she’s just getting fucked and even then she might be even grouchier,” Maeve blurts out.
“Maybe, just maybe she finds the love of her life and decides to just quit but hey dreamers can dream,” You shrug your shoulders with a slight eye roll.
“Cheers to that,” Maeve gives you a nod.
The elevator finally reaches level 99 and the two of you walk out and prepare to go your separate ways, no matter how much the two of you want to stay and talk the night away.
“See you tomorrow,” You give her a wave before heading to Ashley's office, getting ready for everything she has to say to you.
“Bye,” Maeve gives you an awkward wave as you turn around and she curses herself and shakes her head.
God she was so awkward with this, with someone she actually liked, not guys she brought up her to just fuck and to get her mind off everything. You were different and she was using all of herself to not just say screw it and try it with you. Because he would always be there and taunting her.
“See you two are getting along,” Homelander says walking up to stand next to Maeve.
Speak of the fucking devil.
“What do you want,” Maeve questioned, her hands turning into fists beside her. She did not want to deal with him right now, she didn’t want to deal with his condescending tone and him just bothering her when she didn’t want it.
“What I can’t see if my teammate is doing well in her relationship,” Homelander says feigning hurt and Maeve rolled her eyes at that. He didn’t feel hurt, he was just upset that he didn’t have her anymore.
“Why the fuck do you care, you and I both know that you’re not hurt by that, you were the who practically had it happen,” Maeve commented, telling the truth. If he didn’t out her, she wouldn’t be in this relationship with you, hell she might not even know who the fuck you are.
“That is true but is it so hard to believe that I hope you two are happy, that you guys happen to be just like the two of us. Starting out fake and ending up in a real relationship,” Homelander says putting his hands behind his back and Maeve had to bite her tongue so she wouldn’t tell him how much she fucking despised him.
“Just leave her the fuck alone please,” Maeve says her tone with an underlining of fear. Fear for you.
“Why would you think I want to hurt her? If anything I might thank her for making you happy, and who knows we all might be friends in the end if things work out right,” Homelander calmly says and Maeve could hear the subtle threat. Even if he wasn’t outright threatening you, she knew something would happen to you if she didn’t do something to protect you. Staying away was out of the question. She needed to make sure you were okay.
“Plus, you seem really comfortable with her, especially with that talk you guys just had,” Homelander says with a grin. Maeve could swear she felt her heart stop but she kept a straight face. “Hopefully she knows what she's in for when she signed up for this, literally,” He chuckles.
“Whatever, can you please just leave me alone,” Maeve snapped and Homelander gave her a shocked and surprised look.
“You know you might want to keep your eye on her, I mean who knows what could happen to her, especially at night,” Homelander says with a cryptic tone as his shoulders tense before he leaves.
Once Maeve made it to her penthouse she finally let out a breath of air that she’s been holding. She knew that he wouldn’t out right kill you right now, so she had some time to get a game plan. She had to protect you. No matter what it took.
Taking a swig of her whiskey she took a seat on her couch as her shoulders slouched with tiredness and stress. Besides everything she couldn’t wait to see you, no matter when.
It’s been a few days since that day in the elevator, but you don’t know what’s changed in Maeve. She’s been more into talking to you and you can’t say you’re upset. She’s been more of a comfort, and you loved that.
But she’s been flirting with you at least more outwardly.
You can’t lie when you say that you've been loving it. Ever since this relationship started a few weeks ago you’ve been trying to talk to her and now she’s actually talking to you. Whatever changed in her you loved it.
She’s also been very sad whenever you have to leave, whether it was to go to work somewhere else or go home. She always looked a bit upset and you didn’t know why, it couldn’t be she’d miss your presence. At least you didn’t think so.
But you've always reassured her that you’d be back whether it's the next day or a few hours from then. She seemed to like the reassurance you gave her and you’ve been using that so she doesn’t get so sad, upset, or hurt when you leave. It sometimes left you up at night wondering if she was just lonely or she acutely did like you.
On the other side of the fence Maeve has been keeping her eye on you after Homelander not so subtly threatened you. And she’d be lying if she said she didn’t enjoy flirting with you. Even though it’s been a while since she has flirted, you seemed to enjoy whatever line she threw your way based on the shy smile you’d give her, or the tiny laugh.
Even though she enjoyed flirting, she’s been getting more and more clingy due to Homelanders eye now being on you. Asking you if you were going to be okay, or when you’re going to be back and you’ve always reassured her that you would be back and you were fine.
It helped but it didn’t help the thought that you may be dead the next day and when you walked in the room with your signature smile she felt herself relax. What usually helped her get through the night is alcohol but she hated drinking that shit even though it helped her clear her head.
On this particular night, Maeve sat down on her couch trying to just watch tv but her thoughts kept coming back to you. If you were okay and if you were, what were you doing? It was only 11 at night so you wouldn’t be doing much and she hasn’t had any alcohol today. So nothing stopped her when she stripped herself out of her costume and into some jeans and a flannel t-shirt.
Looking in the mirror she cringed a little, it’s been a while since she’s been in casual clothes.
Putting her hair into a ponytail and then she shook it out trying to figure out what to do with it. She decided to just leave it down and put some sunglasses on to make sure no one recognized it was her, people were probably already asleep or in their homes so hopefully they didn’t recognize her.
Walking out of the Vought tower she looked around to make sure no one knew her or even worse, if Homelander was following her. He’s been in and out of it recently so she hoped he set his eyes on something else.
She walked in the direction of the Vought owned apartment building where you lived. You told her where you lived, if she needed to see you or if she just wanted to talk.
In this particular moment she just needed some comfort, whether it be talking or just being in the same room as you. Anything would do, if she were there, she would be able to make sure to keep you safe. At least try.
Standing in front of the door she raised her hesitantly and stopped trying to control her racing heart, but she took a deep breath as she knocked on the door and took a step back waiting for you to answer it and took her sunglasses off as well.
No going back now.
At first she was worried that you weren’t there, or worse that you were just dead because you weren’t answering the door but she felt her shoulders drop as soon as she heard you walking to the door.
Once you opened you were surprised to see Maeve standing there, especially in casual clothes since you’ve never seen her in anything else. But you saw her give you an awkward smile and you licked your lips before deciding to say something.
“Maeve what’s wrong,” You question, clearing your throat moving out of the way so she could come into the apartment. Luckily you were still awake because you were about to go to sleep, she probably knew due to you wearing sleeping shorts and an oversized t-shirt.
“Sorry I didn’t mean to wake you, I just wanted to come over since you always said I could if I needed to,” Maeve awkwardly rambled as she entered the room and you closed the door behind her.
“Don’t worry I wasn’t asleep yet, I was about to but you got here just in time,” You reassured her standing in front of her.
“I just needed to talk to you, or to just be here next to you,” She says while shaking her head as she feels her body finally relax. You were safe.
“Oh well, I’m glad you did, I did say you were welcome here anytime,” You give her a cheeky smile making your way into the kitchen. “Want some water, or any other beverage,” You questioned.
“Water is okay,” Maeve answers, scratching the back of her head as she makes her way to sit on your couch. Your apartment was very homey, nothing like the lifelessness of her penthouse back at the tower. This place made her feel safe, like she could just live here with you.
“Okay here you go,” You say, giving her the glass of water before sitting down on the couch next to her leaning against the cushion and facing your body so that you were looking at her. “Since you are here, do you want to talk about whatever is bothering you or do you want to just watch tv, that’d be fine as well,” You question not wanting to feel too pushy.
“Let’s just talk,” Maeve softly replies before turning her body to look at you as well. It was pretty dark but not dark enough to see that Maeve looked really happy and that made you feel good.
“What do you suggest,” You ask, contorting your body so that one leg was under you.
“Uh what do you do besides being a superhero that works with Vought, or is this your full time job like me,” She asks.
“Well I do like to volunteer on my own time, without any cameras to talk to kids in children's hospitals, I just feel like Vought would just use that to monetize it so I just kept it to my spare time,” You answer looking down at your lap.
“Wow, so you're just a real superhero,” Maeve says, looking at you with adoration. She always wanted to be a hero and when she started, she felt like it, she really wanted to help people but Vought ruined it like they always do and soon she was just another person they could get money from.
“Well so are you, I mean you’re Queen Maeve for fucking sake, you make a difference even if you weren’t out in the front line,” You chuckle.
“I don’t think I do,” Maeve answers with a tiny cringe. She wishes that she was everything you said about her but she wasn’t and that just made her heart almost stop.
“Come on, you’re an inspiration to little girls all around the world and now you’re probably helping a lot of kids come to terms with their sexuality and trust me I wish I had someone like you to look up to when I was growing up,” You say, your tone full of happiness.
“I don’t see it,” Maeve laughs, taking a swig of her water.
“I wish you could see what I see when I look at you,” You muse looking at her with such warmth that would make her feel like the only person in the world. You put your hand on her arm giving a smile caress.
“Vought just fucking sucks,” Maeve remarked and you give her small nod.
“That is true, I mean I’m only doing it for the money now,” You say with contempt. “It’s just another greedy corporation that doesn’t care about anything they say it does.”
“It just feels like I’m projecting this persona and no one knows the real me, with all the fucking scripts and talk show interviews, its just fucking tiring,” Maeve sighs, resting one of her hands on your knee just taking in the comfort you’re offering her. “It’s just one thing after another they want you to do and it’s never enough.”
“That’s true nothing will ever be enough for fucking greedy companies like Vought, but you knows what helps me,” You say leaning in a bit.
“What,” Maeve questions, using her thumb to rub figure eights on your knee as she unconsciously starts to move it a little higher.
“Knowing that someone out there, no matter who they are, and they need inspiration and we can give them that, even if it’s just to stand up to their fucking boss or kick a guy in his balls if he can’t take fucking no for an answer. People who just look up to us and know that we make that difference, I know it sounds kind of stupid but it really does help me sleep better at night,” You say knowing the stories your fans have told you, about how much you helped them.
Meanwhile Maeves had started to give your leg some goosebumps. You were already a bit hot and bothered due to her just being her and now she was teasing you.
“That makes sense, I just wish I could look through those lenses,” Maeve lets out a tiny giggle.
“I hoped that helped you though, because I totally see where you’re coming from,” You say with a bit of worry.
“Don’t worry you totally helped me, you just being here and listening to me helped me,” Maeve reassured you, giving her hand a squeeze on your thigh, she moved a bit closer to you as you felt your heart start to race a bit. “Can I uh try something,” She asked with a laugh.
“Of course, anything,” You say with a swallow.
Maeve leaned in closer til she pressed her lips to yours and you put your hand on her cheek and moved your lips along hers. It’s been a while since you’ve even liked someone so kissing someone felt like eons ago.
But it felt good kissing her and her hand lightly caressing your thigh as she kissed you hard and slipped her tongue in your mouth after you lost the battle of dominance. You moaned into her mouth as she started to trail kisses down your neck and started to suck a bruise on your clavicle.
You moaned as you felt yourself get wetter and wetter by the second and the only sound you could hear in the apartment was her heavy breathing and your moans.
“Where’s your room,” Maeve muttered the question as she started to trail kisses up your neck and right below your ear and started to make another hickey right there.
“Uh,” You began to say but moaned when she found your sweet spot on your neck. “It’s straight down the hall,” You say as you clear your throat.
Maeve then surprised you with your strength (which you shouldn’t be really surprised) and picked you up so your legs were wrapped around her waist as the two of you kept kissing as she made her way to your room. Her hand was on your ass and started to gently squeeze, making you moan into her mouth again.
She finally got your door open and walked to your bed and gently put you on the bed but not leaving you alone for a while as she made her way on top of you and started to kiss you again.
Your hands found their way into her long red hair as she ran her hands up and down your thighs which made you sigh into her mouth as her tongue started to explore what felt like every inch of your mouth. You started to grind up into her hips trying to get some friction you most desperately needed even though you were still in the confines of your shorts.
Making her way down your neck she started to pepper kisses along your chest and got frustrated when your shirt got in the way. She moved her hands to the hem of your shirt and you leaned up a little so she could pull it off you. She gave your chest a look of adoration before she started to trail kisses and started to leave hickeys along your chest.
You were letting out little whines and whimpers due to the fact that you felt like your pussy was getting more and more wet each time she kissed your body.
Her mouth finally made its way to your nipple and wrapped her plump lips around the tiny bud that was already hard due to it being a bit chilly. You moaned and arched your back a bit when she began to suck your nipple and you started to grind harder and harder against her own hips.
Moving away Maeve unbuttoned her own shirt and threw it to the side to where your shirt laid. You didn’t even have a little time to stare at her chest before she started to kiss down your stomach and around your belly button and started to toy with the strings of your shorts.
“Please,” You moaned as her hands moved down to your upper thighs and squeezed a bit harder but it definitely didn’t hurt you.
“Please what,” Maeve said with a cheeky tone that almost made you explode into pieces.
“Just touch me please,” You begged, jutting your hips up trying to get more friction on your pussy as you felt yourself get more and more wet if that was even possible.
Her hands made their way to your hips and pressed them down to the bed so you couldn’t move your hips and you let out a whine at that. You felt like you were about to burst into pieces.
“Just relax and have some patience sweetheart,” Maeve said with a sultry tone that made you whimper.
You nodded and decided to relax against the pillow which made Maeve give you a little smile. She moved back to your lower stomach and returned to kissing your body and you closed your eyes and let out tiny moans whenever she decided to give you a little nip.
Once she decided she was done with teasing you which felt like an eternity, she pulled down the shorts and let out a little laugh when she saw that you weren’t wearing any panties. While you moaned as the cool air came into contact with your wet pussy.
“God you are so fucking hot,” Maeve cursed as she moved down little and started to tease your inner thighs and decided to resume her kissing as she slowly made her way up.
You moaned as she sucked another hickey right above your aching clit that was throbbing. Her hands were still on your hips so that you could grind your hips up and that level of strength she held made your insides heat up. She chuckled against your skin as she felt you try to but she didn’t let up.
Once she did decide to take mercy upon you and press a gentle kiss to your kiss, you let out a tiny moan due to the sensitivity. She dragged her tongue along your wet folds, that made you moan and squeeze the blanket that you were laying on and your hand turned into fist.
Her tongue started doing wonders as she ran it up and down your folds multiple times and went up to your clit and your hips stuttered a bit when she wrapped her lips around your clit and started to softly suck on the soft nub.
“Maeve,” You moaned louder this time, that your neighbors might hear you.
Meanwhile Maeve had her thoughts clear of Homelander once you started moaning and she already adored the way she could make you melt with a couple kisses and touches.
Due to her teasing you, you could already feel your organsm rising and you would feel a bit embarrassed but Maeve seemed to know and started to suck harder and her mouth left your clit once which made you whine a bit but was quickly reassured when she ran her tongue up your folds and sucked your clit harder this time. She ran her tongue all around the little nub that she could feel throbbing.
“Maeve, I’m about too-,” You say your voice a little high pitched.
Maeve gave your hips a squeeze and nodded her head in reassurance without removing her lips from the tender muscle. So you just let your body do your thing and you let out strings of moans and yelps as Maeve started to suck faster and harder and with another single suck you let out a loud moan as you came all over her tongue.
Even though you felt like you blacked out, you could feel Maeve dip her tongue into your folds, deciding to clean up your release and moaning at the taste of you. You winced at the overstimulation and put your hand on her arm tugging her back up and luckily she did.
You could taste yourself on her mouth as she started to kiss you again and your hands started to move to her hips wanting to return the favor.
“Come on, take your pants off and let me help you,” You mutter against her lips, which makes her moan into your mouth. She nodded against your lips.
Once she got her pants and panties off and she returned to kissing you, your hands made their way to her hips again and started to move around to her thighs. But deciding that she still wanted to be in control she moved her hands to yours and put them to the sides and gave them a squeeze which made you moan into her mouth.
“I just want to help you like you helped me,” You whimper against her lips.
“I know but just trust me with this,” Maeve muttered moving her lips from yours.
The next thing you knew you felt her grinding her pussy on top of yours and her clit dragging across yours. You moaned but that was quieted once she decided to stick her tongue down your throat again.
You weren’t complaining.
Her grinding didn’t stop or show any hesitance as she felt her own release start to rise. Her clit throbbed against yours as she felt the knot in her stomach start to tighten even more. And due to the fact that she’s been wet ever since she kissed you it didn’t even take one more thrust before she came against your pussy with a strained moan of your name.
You smiled against her lips and kissed her neck and shoulder as she came down from her own release.
Once she felt legs stop shaking Maeve pulled the blankets over both of your nude bodies and wrapped her arms around and rested her head in the crook of your neck, inhaling your sweet scent.
“Feel better,” You quested drawing random things on the arm that was wrapped around your waist. You felt her chuckle against your neck and pepper a few kisses below your ear.
“Feel amazing,” Maeve whispered in your ear which made you let out an airy giggle.
“Well I’m glad I could help,” You laugh as you put your hand on top of hers.
“You definitely did more than help,” Maeve says as her eyes look over your nude form. Even though she couldn’t see much she saw something that made her let out a giggle.
“What are you laughing at,” You smile, twisting your body a bit so you could get a better look at her. But you had to admit a smile looked amazing on her.
“I just wanted to apologize,” Maeve says between little laughs.
“For what and you don’t seem sorry for whatever it is,” You laugh along with her.
“I just wanted to say sorry for the bruises,” Maeve sheepishly says and you look down to your hips and you could feel yourself already get more wet by looking at them.
“No need to say sorry, It’s kinda hot,” You say with a smirk.
“You dirty dog,” Maeve laughs, resting her head on the pillow.
“Says you,” You laugh and for what feels like ages you finally feel happy.
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☆ - 𝐗𝐈𝐀𝐎 𝐀𝐒 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐁𝐎𝐘𝐅𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐍𝐃 𝐇𝐂 '𝐒 . .ᐟ
xiao x gn!reader ♡
wc ; 824 / fluff & angst (kazuha ver)
honestly he would be pretty shocked when you confessed to him , i mean you???? love him???
(yes you had to confess first cuz hes too much of a pussy to say it himself)
very shy when you guys started dating , he doesn't know how to act at all !!
i mean how could he not stutter when your pretty self keeps saying he's all cute and dat
hes super thankful if you make him almond tofu , and would probably share some with you ( he would never share with anyone else , only you)
when you're around he always follows you around like a lost puppy !
very jealous :(
when you're around some guy or laughing with him he definitely gets jealous (especially if the dude is rlly tall or something)
its not like you're not allowed to talk with him its just that he gets so insecure and starts doubting his skills as a lover :((((
the way he communicates and makes you laugh so easily just destroyed his self confidence
he literally has a notebook filled with ideas of different topics to talk you with , and he doesn't know what to do when he runs out of ideas lol
and when he gets jealous he probably avoided you , and when you confronted him about it he felt even more guilty cuz u didn't even do anything wrong :(
ofc he trusts you but his insecurities just get the better of him
often thinks that maybe you're just better off with someone else rather than someone like him :/
he often thinks he doesn't deserve you
reassuring him that you only want and love him definitely calms him down , but probably starts doing the same thing again after a while
so make sure you reassure him a lot once in a while !!
he wants to hug you , but hes scared hes gonna make you feel uncomfortable or anything
so when you hug him first he definitely got rlly flustered but now he wants to do it again and again
and when you kissed him for the first time , he literally just stared at you when you pulled away. like what is he supposed to say now ??? all this is just so new to him
but he definitely enjoyed it and wouldn't mind if you did it again hehe
when he feels like you aren't talking to him as much as you usually do , he definitely overthinks about it and thought he did something wrong to upset you :(
after some thinking he finally decided to text you "r u mad at me?" or "did i do something wrong?"
in reality you were just busy and had to explain to him that you're not mad at him and he never did anything wrong
likes to say sorry to you even if he didn't do anything (hes just rlly scared you'll get mad and leave him at one point)
literally stares at you at random times and looks away when you finally look back at him
i feel like he would be that one emo hot nerd (cuz of this fanart) , so he would gladly teach you any subject you're struggling with !!
he finds you so cute when you start whining to him that you understand nothing lol
always so proud of you when you get good grades on your test
he likes to scold you whenever your being so reckless about your health , i mean how could he not?
buys you your favorite snacks whenever hes at the market , he also memorizes your favorite menu whenever he comes to your favorite restaurant
he isn't a great talker , but hes a good listener so he always listens to all your rants and gossips , he loves hearing your voice
has an photo album on his phone specifically for you
always listens to the playlist that you made for him !
likes all your post ; instagram , tiktok , twitter , anywhere rlly
he also keeps all your gifts that you made for him , he mostly displays them on his room cuz they remind him of you
he loves your attention so much but hes too shy to ask for it so you'll have to notice the little hints he gives you
"you're the best so you deserve the best" is what xiao thinks all the timeee
tells you that you can always call him whenever you need him
idk man hes just a simp 4 u and his friends probably tease him about it cuz of how different he acts whenever your around (hes such a tsundere)
would probably beat up someone ass if they ever say something offensive to you , how dare they do such a thing??
he loves you with all his heart , and you're his number one priority !!
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”The moon needs the sun to shine but the sun couldn’t care less earth is the one who recieves all the sunlight"
Child of Zeus!!!
You've been friends with Percy for years. You two just clicked from a young age, and nothing could alter that. You were each other's complement – you on his right, he on your left. Inseparable, wherever one ventured, the other followed; an unbreakable bond that time couldn't touch.
Every time he fell sick, you cared for him despite his reluctance, cautious not to make you catch the sickness. Whenever he fought with his stepdad and needed someone to confide in, you were there. Through every bout of poor grades, you stood by him.
Since meeting Annabeth, everything went awry. Initially, he praised her intelligence and agility. But it escalated, becoming a recurring issue in where every conversation somehow revolved around her. Hanging out? "Annabeth showed me-" Your birthday? "Annabeth did the funniest thing yesterday!" Even breaking your arm was tied to Annabeth, as he exclaimed, "I think Annabeth is mad at me." The focus shifted entirely.
It has reached a point where he cancels plans with you to cater to her every need. He promised to assist you with training later in the day but had to cancel due to Annabeth's fever. Even after she reassured him she was fine, he stopped talking to you. He ignores your waves when you cross paths, always choosing Annabeth. Every new quest or important news, he rushes to tell Annabeth. In his constant pursuit of her, he overlooks the one who was there for him from the beginning.
You reached a breaking point after he forgot your birthday again. It was worse than enduring his rants about her last year. Does he even know your birthday? If you were to ask him, 'What's my birthday?' would he mistakenly say July 12th, thinking about hers?
"Why are you acting so stuck up?" he snapped at you, frustrated with your behavior.
"Why am I acting stuck up? Why are you behaving like you're better than me?"
"When did I ever start acting better than you?"
"I don't know? Maybe after you completely forgot about me!? Perhaps it was when you replaced me with someone who is just another facade of me!"
"Don't you dare disrespect Annabeth!" he shouted, his voice clear and sharp, sending shivers down your spine. He had never defended you like this before.
"Disrespect? You disrespected me. What are you talking about? After all I did for you?" You couldn't help but laugh at his demeanor. "I wasted my whole life looking after you!" Your hand gripped into a fist.
"I took care of you every time you got in a fight with your stepdad! I nursed you back to health when you were sick! I walked you home! I tried to help you get better grades. I stayed up late talking to you even if I had a big test the next day!" Your nails dug deeper into your skin as your fist clenched turning white.
"I never asked for any of that! You just wasted your own damn time!"
"I wasted my time being a good friend!?"
"I never asked you to be my friend in the first place! You just came along some random day and never left! Following me around like a lost puppy with no life!"
"I'm sorry for caring about you!!! I won't do it again!" The words hung heavy in the air, a bitter acknowledgment of the unraveling friendship.
"Good, I don't want or need you in my life!"
"I want you!" You yelled without realizing. You quickly covered your mouth, but he still heard you. Percy didn't know what to say in response to that, the pissed demeanor fading to a confused look mixed with disgust. The tension thickened as the weight of your confession lingered in the air, both of you grappling with the sudden shift in the dynamic that had defined your friendship.
"Did you honestly think I would be anything more than friends with you?"
"I don't even like you romantically!" You felt your heartbeat race as you lied.
"I want you back! You were my friend, my other side. I miss you!" You took a deep breath as you felt your lungs giving out.
"I miss listening to you rant about your day, about the girls that bullied you, about your favorite class! I miss you! I miss my friend!"
"Were you my friend or was I YOUR friend? “Was I your friend... or were you my friend?" The questions echoed, revealing.
"Look, can we just call this quits? I have training with Annabeth-"
"Annabeth this, Annabeth that! What about Y/N this and Y/N that? Huh!? What does she have that I don't? What did you see in her that you couldn't see in me after years?"
"Do you want the truth?"
"I don't... I don't know. Something about her..." His face turned a slight pink as the heat rushed to his face, thinking about her. The room filled with an awkward silence.
You couldn't help but start laughing loudly too. "Y-You don't kn-know!?" Your sentences were breaking up due to your unstoppable laughter.
"Bullshit! Y-You, I- I DON'T KNOW ANYTHING ANYMORE!" You couldn't take it anymore. All the thoughts in your head were mashing together and mixing to the point you didn't know what to think. The room echoed with the chaotic laughter.
"Fine then! Forget me! Go, leave, go hang out with Annabeth!"
"Thank you." Percy rolled his eyes and left, leaving you standing all alone, dumbfounded.
*"I hate him! I hate him, I hate him, I hate him!"* You knew you could never hate him, but you needed to feel like you could hate him.
You watched as he walked up to Annabeth, and his mood increased right away, the same way it used to when you two would hang out. The contrast stung, emphasizing the void left.
Even if you hated her, you saw what he saw in her – she was smart, sassy, charming, strong-minded, and all the good stuff. She had nothing negative about her! He would be crazy not to be head over heels for her. Yet, you couldn't stop feeling guilty. You knew she did nothing wrong; she was always nice to you, but she was just... so UGH!?
A new pit of rage mixed into your stomach, one that grew bigger and bigger every time you saw them hanging out, laughing, or doing anything together! The conflicting emotions churned within, a storm of resentment and self-blame.
Not knowing what to do, you went back to your empty cabin, cabin 1, and grabbed everything that belonged to Percy: his hoodies, his sweatshirt, the stupid letters he would write to you when you were younger that made no sense since he had bad dyslexia, and the stupid stuffed dog he got you at the fair after struggling many times to get it. In your fit of rage, you went to grab a towel he left a long time ago and ended up hitting your side on an extra bunk bed. All the emotions you had bottled up came pouring out of nowhere; this was the final straw. Tears came down your face like crazy.
“I HATE HIM I HATE HIM I HATE HIM I HATE HIM I HATE HIM I HATE HIM I HATE HER I HATE HER I HATE HER I HATE HER I HATE HER I HATE HER I HATE HER I HATE MYSELF I HATE MYSELF I HATE MYSELF I HATE MYSELF I HATE MYSELF”
Ignoring the pain in your throat, you shouted uncontrollably. Once you started yelling, you couldn't stop; your breaths became uneven, and you sounded like a distraught child crying. If you were a child, you would probably run to Percy about this too.
Without thinking, you shoved all his stuff into a box, getting ready to leave. However, the stupid bear just stared up at you from the box, a silent reminder of the shared memories.
“…”
You ended up throwing the bear onto your bed and walked off with the box in your hand, a sobbing mess. Your destination: Cabin 3, Poseidon’s cabin—the one where Percy would be.
As you were about to knock on the door, a laugh you knew all too well reached your ears. "I- I love you so much-" The words were abruptly cut off, replaced by the sound of a kiss. It took everything in you not to drop the box; a wave of sickness threatened to overwhelm you at any minute.
Without thinking, you placed the box in front of the door and banged loudly, surely startling them inside. You ran off to the side of his cabin as the door opened. "What is it, Percy?" "Just some stupid box full of my stuff," he sounded annoyed but took it inside.
Alone in camp, with your only friend turned against you and longing for the girl you wished to be, you felt stranded. The wait until you could leave weighed heavily on you.
Feeling a sense of emptiness, you stared up at the ceiling, boredom consuming you. With nothing to do or say, time passed, and as darkness enveloped the surroundings, you remained motionless. No standing, no thoughts, no appetite – just a lingering inertia as you lay there, lost in a void. Despite skipping meals, you knew the campfire was unavoidable, bound by camp rules. Summoning every ounce of strength, you reluctantly stood up, acknowledging that you would have to face them there.
Each step towards the campfire felt like a heavy burden, the weight increasing with every step. As you arrived, the sight of them together, laughing and sharing a moment, struck you. A shiver ran through her, and he offered his jacket, a familiar gesture that once belonged to you. She hesitated, blushing, but he insisted, and you witnessed the echoes of your past now shared between them.
Uncertain of what to do, you sat on the ground, drawing in the dirt with a stick you found nearby. Seeking any distraction to make time pass faster, you focused on the simple act of creating temporary patterns in the earth beneath you. It was a long 30 minutes, but you finally decided on getting up and leaving. You felt her eyes on you – her disgusting, kind gray eyes.
You went back to your cabin, laid down again, and started sobbing loudly. You hated him so much, but how you loved him! You ended up going into a depressive episode. You refused to eat for days on end, refused to train, refused to do your hair—refused to do anything other than lay down. It's been a mess outside; Zeus is fighting with Poseidon again due to this. Percy hurt you, and now the sky is fighting with the sea.
The sky is thundering like crazy, and the water is going wild as well. Hey, this is your fault; you should know better—water and electricity don't mix well together.
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marzmeltdown · 11 months
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Honey Whiskey
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⌦ Pairing: Han Jisung x Reader ⌦ Word Count: 1.96k
⌦ Genre: Smut (MDI) ⌦ Warning(s): Use of alcohol, drunken sex (both consensual, please drink responsibly), use of pet names(darling, baby, doll) fingering, mc has a vagine but other than that they're gender fluid, oral (f receiving), sex against the wall,, kinda, its against a door, pining, slight choking, again, kinda, unprotected sex (be safe pls), Jisung finishes inside(but it's implied that mc is safe from harboring any passengers inside their body), walk of shame. ⌦ Summary: You go to a college party with your friend expecting to have anything but a good time, until you meet man who turns your dreaded night into something to be remembered. ⌦ A/N: This fic is loosely based off of Honey Whiskey by Nothing But Thieves, and by loosely I just mean the title. It has also been a very long time since I've written fanfiction, let alone smut, so bare with me. With that being said, if you have any suggestions, please feel free to send them my way :)
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If you had to choose between sitting through a chemistry exam without having studied any of the material or going to a party with your best friend Yeji, you would have chosen the former of the two. Regardless of your unwavering dislike for the party scene, your best friend successfully dragged you to your university's end-of-year party. The scent of cheap alcohol, sweat, and throw-up mixed together to make a nose-curling smell that seemed to linger no matter what end of the frat house you stood at.
"Y/N! Come on and dance with me!" Yeji whined as she tugged on your left arm, your right holding onto the red Solo cup with some kind of beer that you had been nursing all night.
"Yeji, you know I don't like to dance," you whined back, not moving from your spot in the corner. At this point, you were sure you had grown roots where you stood; you'd been there so long. After what felt like forever, though it was only two minutes, you looked at Yeji's glossed-over puppy-dog eyes and sighed. Your best friend had such a talent for getting her way. "Fine, let me just set this down somewhere…"
"Why don't you just chug it?" Yeji asked, her hands still holding onto your left while she looked at the cup that was only a quarter of the way full.
You looked at the yellow, carbonated drink in your hand and then back at your friend, a look of disgust making its way to your face as you pondered drinking the rest of the beer. You'd been tipsy already, Yeji having successfully filled your stomach with liquid that could only be described as fruit-flavored rubbing alcohol.
Sighing, you lifted the red plastic cup to your lips as you took a deep breath through your nose, either for confidence or to prevent yourself from gagging; you weren't sure. You looked at your best friend one last time before letting your jaw open, inviting the beer into your mouth.
It didn't take long for you to finish the cup, setting it on a random surface before joining your friend in the sea of sweat and glitter-covered college-aged adults. To say you weren't enjoying yourself at least a little bit would be a lie. Once you and Yeji began dancing together, it felt nice to let loose a little, even if you were out of your element.
You jump ever so slightly when a hand places itself on the small of your waist, and the body to which the hand belonged swayed to the music alongside you. You turn your head ever so slightly, seeing that the mysterious hand and body belong to one of the cutest boys you have ever had the pleasure to dance with. Han Jisung.
If Jisung had gripped at your waist with that much fervor any other day, you would have harshly pushed him away before ranting to Yeji and Tzuyu about how college men are disgusting and cannot keep their hands to themselves. But today wasn't like any other day; today you were a completely different person in a completely different situation, and the look of approval along with the two thumbs up given to you by your friend reassured that you were indeed having a good time.
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Had someone told you that you would be sleeping with Han Jisung at some party, a more popular person at your university. Or as popular as one can be in college. You would have told them that they were stupid before rolling your eyes to hide the blush your cheeks would have contained in that moment.
Jisung didn't waste any time as he dragged you to an empty bedroom at the end of the hallway. Your back was pressed against the door as Jisung's hands hungrily roamed along your body. His lips connected themselves to your own, pulling a small moan from your throat when his teeth pulled against your bottom lip.
He smirked as your small mewl of pleasure reached his ears, and your stomach tensed as his hands moved themselves from your waist and to the hem of your shirt. "May I?" He asked against your lips, pausing his movements all together until you gave him the okay to continue.
You nodded, allowing your hands to wrap themselves around his neck, pulling him closer—if that were even possible—as your hands found their way into his black locks.
"Please..."
With a whisper of approval coming from your lips, Jisung lifted your shirt up and over your head, tossing it to an unknown location in the room. The male you held tightly in your grip ripped his own shirt off, tossing it to the floor alongside your own shirt as he leaned into your neck, biting and sucking at the sensitive flesh.
Jisung's hands found their way to your nipples, taking the hardening buds in between his pointer and thumb, rolling and tugging gently at the beads. You couldn't help but let out another whine when from the stimulation your nipples were receiving, gasping once more when Jisung moved his thigh in between your own.
Almost instinctively, you began rolling your hips along his clothed thigh, more whines and whimpers falling from your mouth as your swollen clit rubbed against the seam of your jeans with every thrust of your hips against his thigh. Your hands dug themselves deeper into Jisung's hair, tugging ever so gently, earning you a groan from your partner in response.
You felt Jisung's hands reach down to unbutton your pants, pulling down the denim fabric, and you stepped out of the pants that lied around your ankles, kicking them to join the two shirts that had been discarded earlier. Jisung reached to grope your chest once more as he kissed his way to your soiled panties.
A smirk found its way to the other's lips as he came face to face with the heat that was growing hotter the longer he teased. You couldn't help the blush of embarrassment or how your hands instinctively hid the new shade of red your face had adorned. Jisung noticed your embarrassment, his hands trailing up the thigh he had placed on his shoulder only a few moments ago, in an attempt to ease your nerves. His lips followed the trail his hands led, leaving small kisses along the way.
"Jisung, please..."
You weren't sure what you were begging for, but the chuckle that left your partners lips made you certain that you wanted him to touch you.
"Please what, darling?" Jisung asked against your thigh, his trail of kisses stopping right at the hem of your panties. He looked at you, as if he were waiting for consent once more, though this time he was waiting for you to elaborate on your plead.
"Please touch me," you whined. Your whining seemed to flip a switch inside of Jisung's head as his hands pulled your panties off your body whilst his mouth latched itself to the swollen bead of nerves that had been longing for attention. His mouth wasted no time sucking your clit against his lips, every few seconds he would dip lower and lick against your entrance with the hunger of a man who'd been deprived a nutritious meal for far too long.
Your hands flew to latch themselves against his hair, tugging on it each time Jisungs tongue dipped into the caves of your opening. He groaned at your taste, slipping a finger into your hole as his tongue focused on your clit as he pumped his finger in and out of your hole.
The stimulation from Jisung's fingers and tongue caused your back to arch against the door you had been pinned against from the moment it was shut and locked. Your hole clenched around his fingers as your slick ran down your thighs, you tugged at Jisung's hair once more as the coil inside your stomach began to tighten.
"Jisung.. Fuck me! Fuck me, please!" You begged, pulling the man up by his hair so you could kiss him. Jisung grunted against your lips, and watching you taste yourself on his tongue made his painfully hard cock twitch inside his pants.
"So impatient," Jisung teased against your lips. Using the speed of a madman and the strength of a thousand men, he threw his pants down, hoisted you up, and wrapped your legs around his waist. You whined in response, gripping the flesh of his back as you felt Jisung inch his way into your entrance.
When he bottomed out, he waited for you to adjust, and only when you nodded your head did he start thrusting his hips up into your own. Your moans sounded like music to the man's ears, one hand gripping at the fat of your thigh while the other held your chin in place, turning your head to the side so he could mark your neck up with bite marks.
As Jisung's thrusts turned into rough pounding, hitting that sweet spot inside of your spongy walls, you threw your hand up to your mouth, covering the unholy noises coming from your mouth. You were snapped out of your trance as your hand found itself pinned to the door behind you.
"I wanna hear you, baby."
Jisung whispered into your ear, the hot air sending shivers up your spine as Jisung intertwined his fingers with your own. The noises that were coming from your mouth would make a nun blush, and the words you spoke would prevent you from looking anyone in the eyes in a normal setting.
"F-Fuck! Jisung, right there! Please!" You whined, feeling your hole flutter and clench around Jisung's cock, the cord that had once been left to dissipate now binding itself up in your stomach again. Your legs began to shake from the pounding you were receiving from Jisung.
"Fuck, keep doing that, and I'm not going to last much longer," Jisung grunted into your ear. The way his thrusts began to falter and his cock twitched inside your walls, you could tell he was just as close as you were.
"I'm close!" you mewled, using your free hand to manoeuvre the man's face to your own in attempts to kiss him once more. The action couldn't be considered a kiss in a literal sense, however, not with the amount of teeth and nose clashings you two had shared.
"Cum on my cock, doll," Jisung whispered against your lips. Those words were enough to send you over the edge, a wanton moan leaving your lungs as you came. Your finish running its course down Jisung's cock finally pushed him over the edge. He thrusted three more times before he came, riding out his high while simultaneously fucking his cum back into you.
Once he slowed his thrusts to a halt, he stood there for a second, the both of you panting as though you had just run a marathon. You slumped yourself against Jisung's shoulder as he pulled out, letting your legs fall to the floor again. It felt odd, holding onto Jisung like that, but it was a nice feeling. As soon as you gathered your strength, you pulled away from him, trying desperately to locate your clothing.
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"Y/N! I was worried; you were gone for so long!" Yeji gasped, hugging you tightly as you shamefully walked down the steps to the party that seemed to have only gotten bigger since you and Jisung had enjoyed each other's company. You blushed heavily, looking up at the man who'd taken you from your best friend long enough for her to worry. Either Yeji was too shitfaced to notice the purple marks that littered your neck or she was saving you the embarrassment; either way, you were relieved that she didn't say anything.
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eggielix · 2 years
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Hyunjin as your boyfriend
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His love language
Hyunjin strikes me as a person who expresses his love through actions. So, making a snack for you, getting a drink, accompanying you to to the store. Quality time is also important to him! The thing he loves most is when you two are listening to music together when he's drawing and you're doing your hobby. When you're feeling ill, he'll make you a soup, he'll make sure that you're doing okay and he's really doing his best to make you feel better!
Favourite Moment
He LOVES walking Kkami together. Just entwing your hands together and walking a bit. Is it 30 minutes, 50 minutes or maybe over an hour? He just likes walking. Having countless, random conversations with you while Kkami runs around right in front of you two.
Another moment he loves is when he wakes up just before you. He'll smirk and take the opportunity to wrap his long limbs around you and basically try to merge you two together. Even though physical touch isn't his top love language, it sure is another love language of his. When you wake up, he'll be nuzzling into your neck, making weird cat-ish noises as he hugs you. You'll always get a tickly nose because of his HAIR. Whenever you ask: "Hyunjinnie... what are you doing?" You at first won't get a response back. You can only feel him smile against your neck and hear him giggle.
'Nothing...' he'd then say in the most teasing voice ever.
You're now stuck to him. That's it.
Favourite pet names
He goes so good on "love", "my love". The moment you call him that. *snap* he's putty in your hands. He's doing everything you're asking for the rest of the day. When you call him that when the other members are around, his neck and ears turn red faster then you could ever imagine.
He often calls you "honey", "darling". He just loves to remind you that you're so precious to him, so I can see him as a person who would call you "my precious" as well.
Favourite kind of skin-ship
Kisses. Okay. Next.
No he just adores kissing you. Kissing you on the lips are his favourite, but he'd rather do it in the private of his own room or when you two are alone. Furthermore, he loves kisses on your forehead, or on the top of your head. When you're smaller then him, he just loves it because it shows the height difference between you two. If you're taller then him, stand on your tippy toes and tease him a little!
What he loves as well is when you pull him down by the collar and give him a kiss on the nose or cheek. Again = putty in your hands.
When he needs you
He always needs you. Reassurance is very imporant to him. So tell him he did well! When he feels disappointed by his performance, you can easily read it off his face. Tell him he did well because he did. He just needs to realize it himself.
Sometimes it takes a little more then words to convince him. When he keeps degrading himself, just wrap him into blankets and make some tea for him. Let him rant first before you going to list the things he's doing always so well and that he shouldn't be talking about himself like this!
Random fact
He loves it when you play with his hair. Twirling the locks between your fingers, braiding his hair, PET HIS HAIR. He'll love it. When you're cuddling he usually nuzzles into your neck or lays on your chest, you're now supposed to play with his hair. Do it. Otherwise you'll get problems.
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fanpageknight · 1 year
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Can you do a yandere Tangerine story where Tan and Lemon have a job to do and leave the reader at the house and Tan is a nervous wreck because he thinks the reader would escape but when the come home the reader is asleep on the couch in the living watching Thomas The Tank Engine (sorry that's so random)
Obedient
Posted: 12/18/22
Title: Obedient
Yandere Tangerine x Gn reader
Author's note: Sorry, it's short.
Warnings: yandere, kidnapping, language, Afab/Amab smut choice endings.
🔞18+ page due to dark and adult themes. Minors will be blocked 🔞
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This mission couldn't be over quickly enough for Tangerine. "You're seriously checking your phone again?" Lemon scoffed, looking down at his brother, who sat on the floor. "We just got the shit kicked out of us. For the last fuckin time, we're professionals y/n isn't getting out of that house even if they want to." Lemon reassures him, snatching the phone out of his hands. Tangerine bolts to his feet. "Give that back." He demands. "No. You need to stop checking our security footage and focus on the mission." Tangerine rolls his eyes, but Lemon keeps his eyes locked. "Think about it this way, yeah? You die, ain't no one gonna be goin' to be there to look after them." Tangerine bites his lip. "Fuck! You're right. Let's get this shit over with." He says, storming off.
Tangerine couldn't get out of the car fast enough. "Oi, slow down." Lemon shouts after him halfway out of the car.
Tangerine was quick to unlock the front door and bust in. His eyes frantically start looking around. "Y/n!" He shouts into the well-off house he bought with his brother.
There was no answer. His panic starts to set in. He starts to rush around the home calling after you.
Then he heard something. A kid's show, but not just any kid's show. Tangerine blood boils, and he storms to the living room where he can hear the television playing. "Are you fuckin kidding me! Your watch that fuckin show while y/n is missing-" He stops mid-rant when he rounds the corner to lemon standing in the corner and... you laying peacefully on the couch.
His rough features turn soft upon seeing you. Tangerine exhaled a breath. "Likes like your playthings got good taste." Tangerine glared at his brother. "They're my fuckin' partner, you prick." He snaps at him while walking over to you. "I was just messin' with ya."
Tangerine brushes his knuckles over your cheek and smiles. He then clears his throat and starts to pick you up carefully. "I'm takin' them to bed. Keep that shit down. Yeah?" He told lemon you sat down on his recliner. "Yeah. Down got it." Tangerine scoffed, realizing his brother was already absorbed in his show.
Tangerine carefully places you on the side of your shared bed. "You're so fuckin' cute, love." He tucks you in before taking a quick shower to get all of the blood and guts off of him. When he returns to you in nothing but his boxers and wet hair, you were half awake.
"Hi, love~," He says quietly as he gets into bed with you. You still were completely comfortable sleeping with him, but you're too tired to care right now. You groaned a little. "Hi." In response. His hand cups your fave as his thumb gently start to brush your cheek. He was smiling at you in bliss. "What?" You asked in a whisper. He scooted his head closer to yours. "You were good for me today~"
He had hoped that it was because you wanted to be there. Tangerine was too blissed out at the moment to realize that one you psychically couldn't leave with some kind of alarm going off and two even if you could no matter where you went they'd find you.
"I'm so proud~," He says, pausing for a second before leaning up to kiss your forehead. "I think some as good as you deserve little reward~" He whispered seductively in your ear. You gulped, worried. "Turn around~" You did as you were told, and he pulled you to him. He kisses your neck as his arm is pressed to the bed reaches under you and wrapped around your waist while the other slowly makes its way to your jammy pants. "You've become so obedient to me, love~"
His large, warm hand makes its way into your pants and rewards you.
Afab smut ending
He slowly rubbed your clit through your panties. Tangerine can feel you tense up a little, and he coos in your ear. "Ssh... it's alright, love. Just relax... enjoy your reward~" His hand finally makes its way into your underwear. He groaned and softly bucks into your backside. "So fuckin' wet for me~," He says running his large fingers over your slit. A very quiet moan could be heard from you. He smiles into your neck. Two figures tease your entrance. "Remember your safe word is 'red'." He says slowly, pushing the tips of his fingers in. You groan into your pillow, trying not to make noise. "Okay, love?" "Mmh." "Say it. Let me know if you know it." He says, continuing to slowly push in, making his way to his knuckles. "R-red." He kissed your temple. "Good, love. So obedient~" He finally pushes his fingers in all the way, and you moan but quickly hind your head in the pillow. Tangerine sets a steading pace. The hand around your waist takes your chin in hand and forces you to look over your shoulder at him. "Don't you dare be quiet? I wanna fuckin' hear you~" your cheeks turn a light pink that was hidden in the dark room. "Mmm~" His fingers were at a slow and stealing pace, but you'd be stupid to think he wasn't able to hit the right spot. His long, skilled fingers curled into your g spot. Your eyes close bliss. Tangerine still held your chin but let you face, face away, so it did not hurt your neck. He went back to gently and passionately kissing your neck. "Relax, love. I want you to fall asleep while I reward you." You nodded. His thumb started careful circles on your clit. You bite your lip. "Mm. S-so good~" you whispered to yourself, yet it caused Tangerine to chuckle, then started to hum in your ear. The gentle pleasure and love he was giving you made your eyelids heavy. Tangerine wanted nothing more than to make sweet love to you but knew you weren't ready yet. So he enjoyed the fact that he could do this. A calm orgasm started to build up. Tangerine felt you tense, and your legs started to shake slightly. "Cum for me, love~" Tangerine encouraged while numbing on your ear. "Agh, mmm..." "That's it, come on. Almost~" your mouth went slack, eyes shut as you cum on Tangerine's fingers. He worked you through it your high. "You're so good and obedient~" He kissed your temple. His fingers stilled in you. Tangerine kissed your shoulder and cautiously pulled his fingers out. You heard him suck on his fingers a little and groan in pleasure. "Open." He says. When you do, you feel him place his soaked fingers on your tongue. "Suck~" He demands with a stern, quiet voice. Your lips wrap around his fingers, and you suck off your taste from him. Tangerine let out a little groan. His fingers play with your wet tongue before pulling his hand away. "Get some rest, love." He says, wrapping his arms around you.
Amab smut ending
He slowly rubbed your cock through your boxers. Tangerine can feel you tense up a little, and he coos in your ear. "Ssh... it's alright, love. Just relax... enjoy your reward~" His hand finally makes its way into your underwear. He groaned and softly bucks into your backside. "So fuckin' hard for me~," He says running his large fingers over your head. A very quiet moan could be heard from you. He smiles into your neck. He teased your head. "Remember your safe word is 'red'." He says slowly, wrapping his big hand around your length and starting to stroke you. You groan into your pillow, trying not to make noise. "Okay, love?" "Mmh." "Say it. Let me know if you know it." He says, continuing to slowly push in, making his way to his knuckles. "R-red." He kissed your temple. "Good, love. So obedient~." He pulls his hand away for a moment to spit in it. When his hand is around you once more, you moan but quickly hind your head in the pillow. Tangerine sets a steading pace. The hand around your waist takes your chin in hand and forces you to look over your shoulder at him. "Don't you dare be quiet? I wanna fuckin' hear you~" your cheeks turn a light pink that was hidden in the dark room. "Mmm~" His fingers were a slow and stealing pace. His long, skilled fingers felt a little cold against your warm cock. Your eyes close bliss. Tangerine still held your chin but let you face, face away, so it did not hurt your neck. He went back to gently and passionately kissing your neck. "Relax, love. I want you to fall asleep while I reward you." You nodded and bite your lip. "Mm. S-so good~" you whispered to yourself, yet it caused Tangerine to chuckle, then started to hum in your ear. The gentle pleasure and love he was giving you made your eyelids heavy. Tangerine wanted nothing more than to make sweet love to you but knew you weren't ready yet. So he enjoyed the fact that he could do this. A calm orgasm started to build up. Tangerine felt you tense, and your legs started to shake slightly. "Cum for me, love~" Tangerine encouraged while numbing on your ear. "Agh, mmm..." "That's it, come on. Almost~" your mouth went slack, eyes shut as you cum in Tangerine's hand. He worked you through your high. "You're so good and obedient~" He kissed your temple. His fingers are around your linking head. Tangerine kissed your shoulder and cautiously pulled his fingers from you. You heard him suck on his fingers a little and groan in pleasure. "Open." He says. When you do, you feel him place his soaked fingers on your tongue. "Suck~" He demands with a stern, quiet voice. Your lips wrap around his fingers, and you suck off your taste from him. Tangerine let out a little groan. His fingers play with your wet tongue before pulling his hand away. "Get some rest, love." He says, wrapping his arms around you.
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elsfairy · 1 year
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COOKING with Sevika;
I'd love to cook with her, what the fuck?
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• At any given point, she will try distracting you. Either that being playing with your hair when you're mixing the ingredients for your cookies. Or taking, and hiding the things you needed.
• Will laugh watching you struggle to find whatever she tries to hide on the top shelf. Not your fault you're short as shit.
• Eventually she will help you.
• Can't help but find it amusing and adorable when you get excited about those stupid cookie cutters she bought you. (you were eyeing them up for weeks)
• Sevika loved cooking with you, but ask that woman to crack an egg she will walk away. She didn't like the feeling of it. The texture made her skin crawl. For you though? she would do it, somehow.
• Has a serious habit of hitting you on the ass with that stupid spatula. You weren't sure why, but she loved doing it. You didn't mind though.
• Secretly enjoys making cupcakes with you more than cookies, but just seeing how happy you are, makes her happy. So she is down to make anything with you. Again, but no touching eggs.
• Has a HUGE habit of rubbing the cookie/cake batter over your face. Literally anywhere she can find space, she is right there with it, waiting. She was indeed a brat when it involved cooking with you.
• "Hey, you look pretty hot with that stuff on your face sweetheart"
• Sometimes it didn't even have to be baking. Sevika was actually a really good cook, so some nights you would just be in the silent kitchen in each others presence, cooking your dinner.
• You can guarantee whatever plays on the radio, Sevika will hum along while adding those stupid (yet cute) sparkles on her cookies. She loved it secretly.
• Cooking and baking always made you miss your family, so she would be right there wrapping her arms around you, reassuring you that it's okay.
• The days you didn't feel like cooking because you weren't feeling okay, Sevika would do everything in her power to at least get you into the kitchen, just to be there with her. She loved when you were around. You always agreed because well, you loved her and loved seeing her happy.
• She was always the one to accidently burn herself when using the stove or oven. Literally every single time.
• "Most scariest woman in Zaun, and you can't handle this?" You always teased her with no doubt.
• She is the type to admire you from afar when you're zoned out in your own world.
• Holds you, even after you're both done with making food.
• Steals more cookies from the tray for later when you're not looking. You aren't that blind though. You know her antics, in & out.
• Tells you over and over that you always make the best food/treats, even though you tell Sevika that she was in fact the better cook between the two of you guys.
• The rest of the night is just spent cuddled up together, eating your cookies and listening to the rain against the window.
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Note; I'll be honest. Im slowly losing my shit. As much as i would love to be able to, i cannot fathom on how to write a full 3/4k word fucking Sevika x Reader imagine. For the ever loving Christ, i cannot get into doing one. It starts off fine, then my ADHD will come out, and i will end up writing a bunch of random words and end up stressing myself out. Head canons for me, are easier because this way i can somehow make it make sense? i think, idk. The small imagines are fine but when it comes to actually writing one with a full plot, adding more characters, set fucking scenes? i panic because i am very insecure with my writing, how it looks and sounds. I also fucking suck at writing smut. So there is that :/ Last night i deleted like 5 drafts because it just downright sucked ass. I've been staring at my cooking with Sevika head canon for 3 hours (This one) and im just loosing my fucking mind, because i feel like it's just not good enough but oh well, enjoy it. Sorry for the rant.
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mrspandas · 2 years
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comfort
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sub!karl x dom!reader
summary: karl brings home a girl but she leaves him crying so reader comforts him and helps him get off
warnings: hand job, mommy kink, subspace
!not proofread!
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living with karl definitely was interesting. hearing him throw his chair around the room whenever he’s streaming, catching him in the kitchen eating cereal at 3am, finding him watching cartoons whenever I come home from the store or just randomly having him skate around the house. the best part tho is definitely that he never brings home any girls, his bedroom is right across the hall from mine so that would be awkward. well that was until today. I was just sitting in the kitchen when Karl came home with some random girl I had never seen before. apparently her name was Mandy but who cares. she just briefly introduced herself before hastily shoving karl upstairs. Great they’re gonna hook up. jealousy twisting through my stomach at the thought. That should have been me and not her. I had been crushing on Karl for the longest while but I was always too scared to say something. well if it isn’t the consequences of my actions. if I had told him earlier she wouldn’t be here. but I can’t change that now. I decide it would be best if I stayed downstairs to not get confronted with any kind of noises. I make myself comfortable on the couch, turning on the tv to watch gravity falls.
I was halfway through the second episode when I suddenly heard what sounded like… yelling? a little weird but okay. maybe he’s into that? no idea but that’s none of my concern. that’s when I suddenly heard his bedroom door slam, followed by someone angrily storming down the stairs. it was Mandy. she hastily grabbed her jacket before rushing out and slamming the front door. wow what a drama queen. whatever might have just happend I am certain it wasn’t karls fault, I know him and he would never do anything to upset a woman. I turn off the tv before getting up to go check on him.
"karl? are you okay" I knock on his door hearing quiet sobs. when I get no answer I open the door slightly to take a look inside. Karl is curled up on his bed crying. "Hey. Hey what happened?" I close the door behind me, rushing over to him. He still doesn’t answer, only starting to cry more. "shhh it’s okay, you don’t have to tell me just know that i’ll be here for you okay" i reassure him taking his hand, gently caressing it with my thumb. He nods seeming to feel better with my company. "Do you need some time alone or do you want me to stay?" I ask not wanting to overstep any lines. "stay" he mumbles pulling me onto the bed. I lay down next to Karl, pulling him closer so his head is resting on my chest. I wrap my arm around him comfortingly and hold his hand to help him calm down.
"It’s okay I’m here for you, tell me whenever you’re ready. Or never if you don’t want to" I brush some of his hair out of his face before I start playing with it. This seems to have calmed him down as his breathing got steady again.
"It’s pretty embarrassing" he mutters starting to fiddle with the hem of his shirt. "I’m the queen of embarrassment. I promise I won’t judge you" I soothe Karl, still caressing his head. "Well uh- we were making out and she wanted to have sex but I didn’t want to go that far so when I said no she snapped and started yelling at me. She called me a pussy and said I should be glad that anyone would even offer that because apparently no one likes nerds like me" Karl rants, his voice slightly shaking. "That’s bullshit. She’s wrong, theres plenty of girls and even boys out there that would give anything to be with you. And second of all if you didn’t wanna have sex that’s totally valid, it’s okay to say no, she can’t shame you for that" I reassure him, pulling him closer. "Thank you" he mumbles burying his head in the crook of my neck. We enjoy the moment of silence before the realisation hits me. "Wait and then she just left?" I ask making sure. Karl nods. "So she never even got you off?" I whisper, a hint of lust lacing my voice. He shakes his head. That’s when I notice his boner, that had been neglected this whole time. "Aww I’m sorry bunny. Do you want me to help you with that" I offer, my finger tracing circles on his hip. "Yes please" he whimpers grinding his crotch against my thigh. I bite back a snarky remark as I slide his boxers down just enough to give me access to his dick. "Mommy please" he whimpers, his hands clutching my shirt. Without further ado I wrap my hand around his cock, sliding my thumb over his tip. "S‘this good bubba?" I ask, my other hand caressing his head. "Mhm" he assures grinding against my hand. At this point he’s so deep into subspace he can’t even form any sentences. "Shh baby just relax, mommy’s gonna make you feel good, alright" I place a gentle kiss on the top of his head, sliding my thumb across his tip a few more times before pumping my hand up and down on his dick. Karl was whining and whimpering, his voice sounding strained already. "You’re doing so good for me pretty boy" I praise feeling his dick twitch in my hand. "Mhm close~" he whines squirming around. "Cum for me baby, you deserve it" I speed up my hand a little to help him chase his high. "Thank you mommy thank you so much" he whimpers as his orgasm hits him. he’s clutching my shirt, his moans becoming louder, his face nuzzled in the crook of my neck and his hips bucking up into my hand as he releases all over my thigh. "Good job bubba. You did so good" I caress his head before helping him get dressed and grabbing some paper wipes to clean up my thigh.
I consider going back to my room, not wanting to make Karl uncomfortable but before I can get up he wraps his arms around my waist pulling me even closer. "Please don’t leave" he mutters half asleep, laying his head on my chest. "Okay I won’t" I smile, wrapping my arms around him before drifting off to sleep myself.
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g4yforethan · 9 months
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ethan landry x male reader
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plot: reader is anxious about the news of the ghostface killings after surviving the events of scream 5 and ethan decides to cheer him up!! (ethan is not the killer in this story btw!)
note: this is my first fanfic ever so please don’t judge just doin something fun for the summer :))
ever since you heard about the murders of two students from Blackmore University, you’ve been a little bit on edge. you’ve only been attending classes once a week and in the meantime, you’ve been isolating yourself from society. some days are easier than others but some days are filled with never-ending anxiety and worry over if you or your friends are next to be attacked. it also doesn’t help knowing that you and your friend group are survivors of the 2021 ghostface killings as well. it was a random day and this time you decided to attend your classes for the first time in a week. while in econ, you sat next to ethan landry who was also your roommate and friend although you two seemed to be flirting with each other at times. during class, a random asshole runs into class with a ghostface mask and pretends to stab some of your classmates. you turn to ethan in fear and he starts to hold you tight. the rest of the class takes this prank as a joke but soon the laughter begins to die down after your classmates start to notice you hyperventilating. ethan walks you out of class and you two go to a nearby park to calm down.
“i’m sorry for freaking out on you like that. after everything that’s happened, it’s really hard for me to go back to normal.” you say eating your ice cream that ethan got for you and him. his favorite flavor is mint chocolate chip.
“it’s okay it’s not your fault at all. i know it’s been hard for you these past few days after what happened last year but i want you to know that i’m always here for you.” 
“thanks ethan. i don’t know if i’m ready to go back to class for the rest of the day now to be honest.”
“that’s fine. we can go back to our room and put on a movie and relax. would you like that?”
“i would love that” you notice him start to blush after you replied and you found it as the cutest thing ever. 
the two of you walked back to your apartment which was pretty close to sam and tara’s apartment as well. you decided to take a shower and put on some pj’s since it was already turning nighttime. you go to the dining room and see ethan sitting down in the living room. 
“i ordered some pizza not too long ago so it should be here in a few minutes. i was thinking we could watch a disney movie to lighten up the mood if you want.”
“sounds like a date. i like it.” you sit down next to him which makes ethan blush even more. 
after eating some pizza and watching halfway through ratatouille while ethan rants about how remy is a better chef than gordon ramsay, you start to fall asleep. you rest your head on ethan’s shoulder and he notices and puts his arm over you. he starts to admire you and finds your sleeping face the cutest thing on earth. when the movie ends, he wakes you up and asks you if you want to go to bed. 
“sorry for knocking out on you like that. i was just really tired from today.”
“nah it’s all good i get you. do you want to head off to bed?”
“yeah but i was maybe wondering if you could sleep with me. i’ve been kinda scared sleeping by myself the past few days. only if you’re okay with it you know.”
“yes of course anything to make you feel more safe.”
the two of you go to your bedroom and head into bed. you notice ethan get a little nervous about getting into bed with you but you reassured him there was nothing to be nervous about. you two talk for a while about life and plans after college and then it soon turned into talks about crushes.
“so any crushes since the beginning of the school year? you start to ask ethan.
“i mean not really but there is someone i got my eye on.”
“oh really? who is it? tara? sam? cha-?!”
he pulls your face towards him and kisses you. you start to kiss again and again until you pull out to breathe for air. 
“you.”
“me too ethan.”
you get on top of him and lay your head on his chest. he puts his arms around your waist and starts to play with your hair. you start to fall asleep again and ethan watches you and gives you kisses on your forehead. 
“sleep well pretty boy.” he gives you one more kiss and falls asleep holding you tight in his arms. 
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mangoshorthand · 21 days
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it was a random hookup with a family friend. we haven’t really spoken since so i don’t have the option of talking through with him. but it’s nice to know that this is just a common bodily thing and not me. so thank you.
Ah, that is difficult and probably contributed to the way you're feeling. There isn't enough of a level of intimate comfort to have built reassurance that it's really not you. Despite this however, I do promise it's not you. He's probably feeling embarrassed too.
And yes, honestly, it is just a physiological quirk. Sometimes there are reasons behind it (e.g. whiskey dick, lifestyle issues etc) but at other times it's just random and it's never to do with not being into their partner. You can pretty much guarantee, if he's trying to stuff it into you, he wants to. 😉
This has got me thinking about how Five would act in this situation if you're interested. So I present to you and the amassed pervs of Tumblr, something I never thought I'd write about:
Five Hargreeves in: The Curious Case of the Disappearing Erection
I can imagine him getting past 30 in the younger body and then noticing the lack of solid iron boners and the return of whiskey dick after he's had a drink.
He's like: "Ah shit, this again?"
He can scent it coming in the air. The return of phantom boner-failure is on the horizon.
Flashbacks to roughly 25 years in which he'd have to stop sex to try and rub some life into his dick, like he's hoping if he rubs it right a kindly genie will pop out and grant him the wish of a dick that cooperates.
It didn't happen often, but it happened enough to be familiar. He probably never realised it was normal, (there weren't exactly other men to talk to unti he was in his 50s).
I think there are few men who don't personify their dicks to some extent, and Five is no different. I can see him having sex with this girl he really wants and loves (you, if you want to imagine it as such), and then, lo and behold, his dick starts to nope out.
'Don't you dare,' he'd mentally warn his waning penis, 'we've been looking forward to this, asshole!'
But alas, his penis would pay no heed.
No matter how valiantly Five tried, no matter that you look so hot he's had trouble keeping his dick in his pants all afternoon, it has, in fact, chosen this moment to give up the ghost.
So he stops and eats pussy. He loves eating pussy so if anything's going to get him back up, it's that, and he may as well give you some pleasure with his mouth given that he's failing elsewhere.
But now he's so in his own head that maintaining even a partial boner is impossible, let alone allowing him to get into the pussy-eating.
By this point you've noticed something's up and you ask him what's wrong.
He tries to shrug it off and make you come, but you're persistent.
Eventually he says: "I got a problem down here."
Once you realise what he means, you try to tease some life into it, but he's self conscious by this point so it's a self-defeating exercise.
Eventually you give up, but you can sense his embarrassment so you're like: "don't worry, we can try again later."
(You're also feeling pretty self conscious and insecure yourself but you don't want to let on and make him feel worse).
You come to hold each other and stsy silent for a few minutes. Five's irrationally angry with himself and you're trying to talk yourself out of feeling like it's your fault.
Eventually, Five apologises. You can barely tell him he has nothing to apologise for before he's launched into a rant:
"All day I've been half hard looking at you, and now my dick gives up? You've been walking around in those tight pants and bending over and driving me crazy only for me to fuck it up now?"
You hug him harder, both because of the unfair self-blame and because he's unconsciously put your fears to rest.
With some more reassurance, he starts to see the humor in the situation, and then he grumbles off to make you both a coffee.
By the time he's back in bed with a cup of his favourite drug, he's talking about how later on he'll fuck you so silly that you'll forget all about this.
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eddiemunsonsimpp · 1 year
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Eddie x The Five Love Languages | Words of Affirmation
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tags: lots of fluff🥹 absolute angel eds making u feel better after a really rough day at work🥹🖤 (fem reader, reader works as a waitress) as always feedback and reblogs are so very appreciated 🖤💜
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You shut the door to the trailer behind you, albeit a little too harshly. You turned and tossed your bag and keys onto the coffee table with a noisy clunk. An all too exhausted sigh fell from your lips and you toed off your shoes at the door. Carrying yourself down the hall to your shared bedroom, you heard soft chords being strummed lazily into the air. You smiled slightly to yourself and opened the door slowly. There, Eddie sat perched on the edge of the bed with his guitar in his lap, sheet music to his side he occasionally would lean over to glance at. He looked up, almost surprised to see you standing in the doorway. He broke out into a bright smile that had you feeling relaxed already. You matched his smile and felt the heat rise to your cheeks. “Hi.” You greeted meekly. Eddie lifted the strap of his guitar from his shoulder, gently setting down his guitar before he rose, walking over to you and wrapping his arms tightly around you. “Hi, sweetheart.” He greeted warmly and pressed a small kiss to your forehead. “How was work?” He asked as he moved backwards, eventually pulling you down onto the bed with him, sitting in his lap. You sighed heavily and shook your head at his question. “Fucking awful.” He frowned a little. “How come?” He brushed a stray lock of hair behind your ear. You roll your eyes and shake your head again. “All of the shit I do isn’t appreciated. I come in when they ask, I do extra work, hell, I do other people’s work for them. And yet, I still get blamed for shit someone else did!” You start ranting, “Like - okay, for example, today. We were fucking slammed all day.” Eddie nodded. “Right.” He rubbed soothing circles into your back as he actively listened. “Well, I was the only server until like 3, because Shannon decided to call out 20 minutes before we were supposed to open. So, all fucking day, customers are bitching at me, I’m a mess, kitchen is screaming at me, even Benny got pissed with me today because I dropped a full tray of drinks because this total dumbass was just lounging in the booth and had his foot out and I fucking tripped.” Eddie shook his head. “I also got screamed at by this random lady because she wanted no tomatoes on her salad…” you trailed off, leaning close to Eddie’s face, your next sentence coming out in a giggle. “She didn’t order it with no fucking tomatoes.” Eddie shared your giggle. “Jesus. I’m sorry you had such a rough day, sweetheart.” He spoke softly as he held you close, planting small kisses wherever he could reach. “You work too hard for them to treat you like that. I’ve seen you bust ass over there, doing anything and everything all at once. You’re really good at what you do.” He reassured. You smiled down at him. “Thank you, baby.” It was your turn to press a kiss to his forehead. “Really, though. Don’t worry if you’re doing a good enough job. If you left that place right now I’m sure the whole damn building would light up in flames without you.” You giggled. “Hell, I’d be the one to light it up.” You remarked. Eddie chuckled. “I wouldn’t blame you, princess.” You winced slightly as you leaned forward to bury your face in the crook of his neck. “Back hurt?” He questioned, wasting no time in rubbing down your spine once you nodded. You finally felt yourself slowly begin to unwind in his arms, all of the stress of the day melting away. After a minute, he gently pulled away, bringing your face to his. He caressed your cheek as the two of you sat and gazed at each other. “My pretty girl.” He smiled. You blushed and giggled. “My pretty, badass girl.” He continued, amusement coating his voice. “Stooop-“ You groaned. “My very capable, beautiful, talented, badass girl.” He let his fingers slide through your hair. You wrapped your arms around him in a tight hug. “I love you so much.” You murmured. “I love you, sweetheart.” He replied, giving you a lopsided grin before connecting your lips softly. “I missed you so much today.” He nearly whispered between kisses. “I missed you, too.” You whispered back. “You always know how to make me feel better, Eds.”
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luimagines · 1 year
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Omg random thought but its too cute/funny (to me) not to share
Context: Time is married to s/o, who he’s known since like the beginning of his adventures. His s/o took the role of a rebellion leader during the seven years he was asleep and is just a badass.
Imagine for some reason, the chain encounters a younger version of Time (like late teens/early 20’s) who is a slightly more childish and playful. They end up naming him Mask due to the hoard of masks he carries. The group thought it would be best if Mask wasnt aware his relation to the old man, a secret surprisingly hard to keep! One night before the boys went to bed the topic of love interests got brought up. (No clue how, probably Sky talking about his Zelda or Wild reminiscing about the few memories he has with Mipha)
During most of the conversation, both Mask and Time stayed quiet. The latter for obvious reasons but the former not so much. Suddenly a loud groan is emitted from the younger man, who in tandem, throws himself back onto the grass in a dramatic gesture. When asked if he’s alright by one of the boys, they are met with another groan. The camp falls silent for a moment before Mask sits up once again and moans about how he wishes he could confess to the intimidating leader that has won over his heart.
He continues to rant about how stunning and majestic they are. How inspiring and strong they’ve become. How they could -and would-beat him in any fight. Yet he sorrowfully proclaims how even though he’s the hero of his hyrule, they would never share the same feelings. “ How could they? They could win the hand of anyone of their choosing with just a glance.
While this is happening all the boys are TRYING SO HARD NOT TO SAY ANYTHING. Sky and Wind are trying to reassure Mask that he absolutely has a chance. Warriors and Legend have to step away as to not bust out laughing at the dramatic scene. Wild and Hyrule distract themselves with what remains of their dinner (but their also this 🤏 close to losing it). Four is side eyeing Time HARD (like “this was you? Cmon man”) and poor Twilight looks so like he’s about to give away the whole secret.
“But where’s Time?” you ask. At the beginning, Time had to lower his head to block the view of the mass cringe on his face. But once Mask had quieted down slightly, he cant help the gentle smile as he caresses his wedding band. Mask might not know his story but Time does, and he’d do it all again for those moments you’ve shared together.
I LOVE THE IDEA THAT YOUNGER TIME WAS SUCH A SIMP BUT IS LIKE “OH THEYD NEVER CHOOSE ME 😭😭😭” AND OLDER TIME IS JUST LIKE “why did they chose me” WHILE SIDE EYEING THE FUCK OUT OF MASK FOR BEING SO DRAMATIC.
anyways, love your stuff! Take care of yourself 🥰
(thank you 🥰🥰)
Twilight also cringing just as hard. "There's no way we can be related. I was never like that. I have to get it from my other side. It's drowned out. Replaced. There's no way there's any similarities."
Wild: My god, you're his spitting image.
Wind is holding back giggles as he pats Mask on the back. "Maybe you'll just grow old and never confess-"
"Wind please." Sky smacks his hand.
"And then you can adopt a nice bird or puppy and you'll have the train them with tricks and treats and get a new friend every twenty years-"
"You are not helping!"
Mask just groans louder. "Nevermind. I'm going to die alone. Leave me to my misery."
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