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amomentsescape · 2 days

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Hey hey! You are so amazing and I love your work so much 💜💜💜

I need a bit of angst in my life so can I please request Thomas Hewitt x reader where they got into a heated argument and Thomas signs something he regrets. With tears in their eyes, reader storms out of the house and does not return for hours. How would he react? What would he be thinking when he sees the tears running down the cheeks of his partner? What would he think when they don’t come back after hours had passed?

What Should Have Been Said

Thomas Hewitt x Reader

Summary: After becoming worried about Reader's safety, Thomas says some things he doesn't mean.

Warnings: Angst, cussing

Word Count: 1,436

A/N: Thank you so much! Writing this was definitely pretty sad on my part. I hope you enjoy the angst!

It was just a big misunderstanding. But that's how these arguments normally started, right?

As someone who wasn't able to verbally communicate his thoughts and feelings well, things were inevitably going to become misconstrued at some point. But with the strong Texas heat burning through his skin like fire, everything seemed to be fueling his present frustrations.

He had told you earlier to stay inside while he tended to the outside chores. The sun was going to be unbearable that day, and with all the sharp tools lying around, he didn't want to risk you getting hurt.

So you listened to him for a while, letting him work alone. But after several hours of not seeing him, you became worried.

He hadn't even stopped in for a quick drink of water or an update to let you know he was okay.

You finally decided that sitting around and letting these worries stew wasn't benefitting anyone. So carefully, you got up, grabbed a glass of ice water, and slipped on some shoes, heading out into the blazing sun.

A quick trip around the house told you that he wasn't there which meant that he could only be in one other place: the shed.

You snuck in carefully and were immediately hit with the sound of metal banging against wood.

You were happy to see that he wasn't spending all of his time in the sun, but the shed almost felt worse than the outdoors did. There wasn't enough ventilation in here, making the temperature feel much hotter than you deemed safe.

You rounded the corner quickly, the glass of water in your hand already dripping from the condensation.

However, when you walked past the shelf, you didn't notice the meat hook poking out from the side.

It immediately caught your arm and cut through your skin with ease, causing you to drop the glass of water on instinct and hiss.

The shattering of glass cause Thomas to spin around quickly, a sharp butcher's knife being raised up on reflex in case he saw someone unwelcomed.

And in that moment, he would have much rather seen a lowly stranger in that shed than you hunched over with a small pool of blood beginning to form near your foot.

He immediately dropped the knife and rushed over, grabbing your arm gently but forcefully, looking at how bad the wound was.

"I'm okay, Thom-"

He quickly cut you off by picking you up, taking you straight back to the house.

The next few minutes were filled with an uncomfortable silence, him working hard at cleaning your wound and getting it wrapped up.

It wasn't like Thomas to act like this. His brows were furrowed and his touch was a bit rougher than normal.

In the past, a situation like this would have evoked a tender response from him, his whole being dedicating itself to doting on you and making sure you felt safe.

However, this time the air was filled with a feeling of uncomfortableness. His gaze hadn't even attempted to meet yours since he brought you inside from the shed.

The moment he finished patching you up, he was already heading for the door, not giving you a single ounce of acknowledgement.

This not only disappointed you, but it also ignited a slight irritation in your chest. You were just badly injured, and he didn't even seem to give a shit?

"Thomas," you said a bit more sternly than you intended.

He paused in the doorway, his head slightly tilting towards you in a way to show that he was listening.

You swallowed roughly. "You haven't said a single thing to me the past 30 minutes. What's wrong?"

He turned his head back to the floor, not giving you the reaction you were hoping for. The pain in your arm mixed with the uncomfortable feeling of sweat dripping down your body seemed to only fuel the anger that was beginning to build. Why was he ignoring you?

"Are you mad?" you tried.

The tone of your voice made it sound more accusatory than concerned, but you didn't really care in that moment. You were hurt both physically and emotionally at Thomas's nonchalance, and he deserved to know that.

He finally turned all the way to face you at this, the deep creases in his forehead revealing that something was definitely bothering him, and your questioning only seemed to provoke it more.

But with a quick response, Thomas signed, "I'm fine."

You almost scoffed at this.

"Well, that's good for you. But you haven't showed a single sign of caring towards me since I went to see you. What's going on?"

He just stood there breathing heavily.

That anger began to rise even more.

"Answer me."

He irritably began signing to you again, explaining that you shouldn't have gone outside when he explicitly told you not to.

You felt your face burn at how blunt he was being towards you. This wasn't like him; he never got this angry with you.

"I was worried," you started. You could already feel that familiar burn in your throat. "You were out there for hours, and I just wanted to make sure you were okay."

"And I told you to stay inside," he signed.

He was deflecting, and this only seemed to piss you off more. You were there telling him how you were only wanting to look after him, and yet that seemed to make him angry at you? Why? What's so bad about looking out for your partner?

Your eyes were beginning to burn, and you could tell that this anger was beginning to evolve into anguish.

"I just wanted to take care of you!" you almost yelled.

And in an instant, Thomas was already signing back, "I don't need you."

And that's what did it.

The tears spilled over, and your were choking on your own sobs at this response.

One of the first things he ever said to you was that he needed you. Even before the love confession or the asking to be yours, he was telling you that all he would ever need in this life was you.

Seeing him say these words to you broke your heart more than any other rejection could have done.

With blurry eyes and a pained expression, you rushed out the back door, leaving Thomas standing there in confusion and utter shock.

By the time he gathered his bearings and ran after you, he was met with an empty yard, no sight of you within reach.

He crumbled to the ground at the revelation that you were gone. What had he done?

If only he could have expressed to you the truth behind his worries.

He told you to stay inside for your safety. He was angry not because of you, but because you got hurt. This was the most severe injury you had sustained while being with him, and that severity is what caused him to shut down so quickly.

Seeing all that blood and such a deep wound made him realize that anything could happen to you. He could lose you in an instant, and that revelation cause him to lock up.

He could never be angry at you, he was just terrified of losing you.

And he didn't mean what he said. God, he desperately needed you more than anything in his life. But he was willing to say just about anything to keep you safe in that moment. But his worried mind clouded over that fact that he was only pushing you away.

He couldn't get the image of your tear-stained face out of his mind. He had never seen you so broken before, and he certainly would have never wanted to be the reason you felt that way.

He continued to stay kneeled to that spot for minutes and then hours. He refused to move.

You were going to come back, you had to. He couldn't do this without you.

But once the sun began to set, and the moon shone it's light down on him, he felt nothing but despair.

What if something had happened to you? Should he have gone and searched for you despite not knowing which direction you went? Would you ever be able to find your way back to him if you changed your mind?

He fully collapsed to the ground at these worries. The dirt and dust below him turned to spots of mud as the moisture from his own tears collided with the soil.

He signed to whatever Gods had to be out there watching him, "please, come back."

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fbfh · 3 days

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Hello, a request please, how does Leo react if he discovers that his girlfriend (reader) is a minor goddess, daughter of Poseidon and host (Percy goes into brother mode)

disclaimer that I haven't read the kane chronicles yet and don't feel like I really know enough to write about that so this will be more focused on the whole minor goddess thing bc I LOVE this ask.

You're a minor - and very new - goddess, so most people haven't even heard of you. Your dad is poseidon, and your mom is a sweetbay magnolia dryad, so your dad ended up entrusting you to watch over the coast, and everyone who lives there. Anywhere the water meets the land is your domain. It's a pretty niche job, but you have fun quietly tending to the plants and animals, all the little otters and beavers and water birds. you especially loved the long island sound near camp half blood. eventually you asked your dad if you could stay there, pretend to be a normal teenager for a while. he thought of your brothers, Percy and Tyson, and decided that was a good idea. So he talked to Chiron and sent you over, informing Percy he has another half sibling. Even though it was a little rough at first, you bonded with him so fast, turning into the dynamic brother sister duo you'd both always hoped for.

then you met Leo.

He fell first, and he definitely fell harder. Leo has been enamored with you, practically drooling over you since day 1. Of course this really didn't do much to fix the occasionally tense relationship between him and Leo - if anything it exaserbated it more. You never really outright told Percy what you are, he just sort of... pieced it together over time. You were a little scared to tell him. You were scared of how he'd react, that he'd be mad at you for lying or hate you for what the other gods have put him through. You can still remember sitting at the bottom of the lake with him, watching the sun set from underwater.

"Percy, I need to tell you something. I just- I don't want you to be mad at me."

that got his attention.

"It's about- um- it's about me... who I am. What I am." You'd continued, the horrible knot in your stomach eating away at you, getting bigger and bigger. your pulse raced and your hands shook. He looked over at you, but you kept your eyes firmly on the surface of the water, glowing coral and green in the fading light.

"I know what you are."

he had said it so surely, your heart sunk.

"You're my sister."

you looked over at him, and he knew that if you were on the surface there would be tears prickling in your eyes. You sputtered something and he cut you off, his new york accent getting stronger as he felt a surge of older brother protectiveness through him.

"you're my fuckin' sister." You looked at him and saw everything else he wasn't saying. you're my sister, and that's it. I don't care what else you are, because I'm your brother and you're my sister and that's all I care about.

Ever since then you'd started feeling a little more comfortable about your status as a god. you didn't hide the way certain birds and animals would flock to you, or how just being near the water made all surrounding plants flourish. and eventually, with percy's unspoken support, you decided to tell Leo. You've been going out with him for long enough where you already know most of each other's secrets, and you just feel like it's time. You're walking along the coast, your hand entwined with Leo's warm one as he plays with your fingers.

"Did I- uh, did I ever tell you about my mom?"

You hadn't, and Leo's intrigued. He knows about your dad - hell, he's even met him once. But you never mentioned your mom. You start telling him about her and he listens with rapt attention.

"She's great with plants, too. She's, uh... a dryad, actually. Lives in a sweetbay magnolia tree."

You're quiet for a moment, hoping he'll put two and two together. You see a million thoughts and realizations and emotions flash through him so fast you'd miss it if you blinked. Then finally, he nods.

"So you're..."

"Yup." You say softly. "In charge of the coast. Where land meets sea."

A frog hops over to you and you smile, bending down and scooping him up. He puffs up his throat proudly, and you pet him a little. Leo watches you as you two continue to walk leisurely. The sun hits the water and the trees, basking you in a glittering light and soft shade at the same time. And it makes sense, he thinks. this little strip of land full of plants and animals, where you get your ankles splashed by the tide and get sand between your toes... you look at home here. And you are. Leo realizes that every time you've taken him on one of your little walks like this, you've been inviting him into your world without him even realizing it. it fills him with a sense of warmth and awe and gratitude like nothing he's experienced before. and in that comfortable silence, you know he has your back. Besides, he's sure Percy would kick his ass if he didn't.

#drabbles #heroes of olympus #heroes of olympus x reader #heroes of olympus drabbles #leo valdez #leo valdez x reader #leo valdez drabbles #percy jackson #percy jackson x reader #percy jackson drabbles #brother!percy #goddess!reader #child of poseidon #daughter of poseidon #I had to keep googling semiaquatic animals for this ask and all I could think of was the perry the platypus theme song #dooby dooby doowop

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runningfrom2am · 13 hours

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cold nights // part thirty-two

summary: the end.

pairing: coriolanus snow x fem!reader

wc: 2.9k

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tags/warnings: tribute!reader and mentor!coriolanus, r is very sweet (too kind for this world. literally.), sunshine x grumpy trope kinda, he falls first, violence typical for the source material, depictions of mental illness, also she's is very smart (as she should), district twelve!reader.

a/n:

the end!! omg!!guys thank you so much for being here through this whole story and this was LONG!! over 110k words of a lot of nonsense but to anyone who's made it this far,, ilysm. i'm gonna miss them!! stop they were everything to me :(

ANYWAY same with LTPF if you've read that, there will be an epilogue coming soon and also definitely more oneshots and maybe bonus content that i wish i included in the original series but just didn't make the cut. so stay tuned for that!!

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You keep your books tucked firmly to your chest as you walk into your first class, wearing the spare clothes you brought to Sejanus's house on Friday just in case you had to change. In case you spilled something on your white dress, or just felt the need to change- ironically enough.

Your normal seat in the front centre of the room is obviously free, considering also that you were quite early this morning. You had some readings you needed to catch up on anyway, in order to be prepared for midterms which were apparently coming up quickly.

It isn't long after you open your book before others begin to shuffle in, and much to your surprise, you feel the chair next to you pull back and see someone sit down. "Hi, Victor." The boy's voice says, forcing you to look up from your book.

Dark hair and dark eyes, you think you remember his name was Cancor. "Oh, my name is Y/N." You correct him kindly, adjusting nervously in your seat.

"I know that." He says, eyes merely slits as he seems to look past your own eyes and into your soul.

"You're... You're Cancor, correct? I don't believe we've properly met." You add, sitting up straighter.

"Crane." He states. "My last name is Crane."

"That's... yes that's a lovely name." You smile nervously, unsure what to say but still wanting to fill the silence he seemed so comfortable with. "Alliteration is such a fun thing to consider when naming a child..."

"It means spider." He states. "Did you ever meet my sister?" He asks, ignoring your nervous ramblings.

"No, no I don't believe I have. What is her name?" You ask.

"Arachne." The boy says, raising an eyebrow at you expectantly while you take a moment to wrack your mind to place it. He's acting as if you should know her, and suddenly you feel like you do.

You tilt your head slightly, allowing the memory to hit you like a freight train.

The funeral.

All you really remembered until now was being chained to a truck and paraded down the street you now recognize as the Corso, the body of his sister's tribute swinging above you while people screamed and cursed at you. Then, Coryo sang the national anthem.

"Oh, yes. Of course." You nod slightly, a frown settling over your features. "I am so sorry for your loss. Truly."

"No, you're not." He spits. "You don't care, and the fact that you're pretending to is just vile. She meant less than nothing to you and those animals- otherwise, she would still be here!"

You stammer, pushing yourself back in your seat as you grip the bottom of the chair. "No, no- I am sorry, I am. That should not have happened. It- It was horrible."

"Cancor." You silently thank the universe for your professor's quick intervention. "If you wouldn't mind returning to your usual seat and leaving Miss Y/L/N alone."

"We were just talking." Cancor replies, suddenly sweet as honey- cool and collected as if he wasn't just berating you over your faults in his sister's death.

"Go." Dr. Nero tells him again, nodding up toward the back of the lecture hall. "Before I am forced to ask you to leave."

The boy sighs in quiet frustration, slightly aggressive about his movements as he grabs his bag and stomps up the stairs.

You look up to your professor who greets the look with a curt nod and the smallest of sympathetic smiles.

It does nothing to quell the lightness you feel that usually signifies the trembling of your hands, which would soon spread. You close your eyes trying to take deep breaths that wouldn't come, but all you can see is the bodies of Arachne Crane and her tribute by the bars that had separated them. You have to open your eyes to remind yourself you aren't standing in the street, wrists still shackled to a truck. You can feel the chains weighing your wrists down to the desk as you think about it. You had almost entirely forgotten about the whole event- and the guilt of that was suddenly clawing its way up your throat. Cancor had never had the privilege of forgetting the way you had.

Quickly, you shove your books into your bag and stand, heading for the door. "Y/N." Dr. Nero's voice forces you to stop and you just turn to look at him, knowing full well you're unable to speak. "It's 8:58."

You nod slightly, looking down at the marble flooring that lay between you. "Start without me." You mumble, not giving him the chance to respond before you're leaving, accidentally bumping shoulders with some of the final students to enter.

You hadn't missed a single class yet, attendance was important, but right now you couldn't care less. Why should you even have the privilege of attending classes at the university in place of some of the academy's brightest minds who never got the chance? Like Arachne, and the three other mentors who were killed because of the games. You knew it wasn't necessarily your fault, but you understood Cancor's anger being directed at you. In a twisted way, you felt like you deserved it. They were meant to survive, you never were. Yet, here you were- a walking reminder to those students' friends and families that for some reason, they had to lose someone they shouldn't have.

You quickly pace down the nearly empty hall, trying to hold back your tears as long as you could. Feeling like you can't breathe is making it exponentially harder, and you wonder how you even walked out of the arena as it was. Adrenaline is a crazy beast- and you wished you had some leftover now. Sometimes, in moments like this, you wonder if you had used up your life's supply of the chemical the last time you were here in the Capitol.

Coryo was already running late after spending probably far too long conversing with your brother in the car, but he couldn't resist taking a detour into the arts building. He would just pass through, past your room just to glance inside and see if you were really there. Just to get a look at you.

He doesn't need to, though, turning a corner and just catching a glimpse of your hair as you disappear with a left turn at the end of the corridor. He was sure it was you.

Walking past your classroom he looks anyway, just to double-check, and as he suspected, you were gone.

He quickens his pace, taking advantage of his height difference over you to try and catch up with more rushed steps. "Y/N?" He calls out as he turns the same corner, but you're already hidden from view and the door at the far end of the hall is slamming shut.

As he continues down the corridor, a furrow knits its way into his brow. You must be headed to where you normally eat lunch, that is all that would make sense.

Without thinking, he follows. The courtyard is almost empty, aside from your frame curled up on the grass, knees tucked to your chest and bag discarded halfheartedly beside you on the damp grass. The sun casts a shadowed glow where it isn't blocked by trees or buildings in its path of rising, the grass is wet under his shoes as he quickly approaches you.

"Hey- hey, Y/N/N, it's me." He calls out as he walks up behind you. You turn your head, and then stand quickly.

"It- It's okay. I'm fine." You stammer, wiping your cheeks frantically. "You should g-go, you're already late."

"I'm not leaving you like this." He shakes his head, holding a hand out toward you as you avoid his eyes. "Tell me what happened, love. Talk to me."

You shake your head, shoulders backed to an invisible wall as you hold your palms over your face. You can't look at him right now- especially right now, when all you want is for him to hold you.

"You're okay. I'm not gonna hurt you." He whispers, taking a hesitant step closer. By now, you know full well he wouldn't hurt you. Not in the way he's saying, at least.

"You should go." You choke over the words that feel heavy in your mouth.

"Y/N, love, I told you, I'm not going anywhere." He repeats calmly.

"I want to go home." You sob. "I shouldn't have won, I shouldn't be here. I shouldn't even be alive!" You say, voice picking up in frustration. "It's not fair. Nothing is fair, nothing."

He frowns as you lower your hands, clenching your fists at your sides. "Of course, you should be here."

"You don't get it!" You snap, and you hardly even sound like yourself.

This was it. This was your breaking point.

Coryo is taken back by your outburst, almost flinching at the abruptness of your shift. He had never seen you angry- he didn't even know it was possible. Of course it was. He'd spent all this time, all this energy trying to convince people that you were human. Anger comes with that, hand in hand like your cat and the fur that's clinging to his clothes at this very moment. You couldn't have one without the other. "Then explain it to me." He urges you, trying to sound anything other than defensive.

Your eyes soften, as if you're suddenly realizing that your anger was not entirely placed on him. You shake your head. "It's not... I cannot explain it and that is the worst part." You sigh, but the rage flashes in your eyes again as you look down. "Why was it me and not any of them? Why did so many of your classmates have to die? Why did Marcus escape only to face a worse fate than the rest of us, when he tried to help me too? Why am I enrolled at this stuffy university when my spot belongs to Arachne Crane in rights?"

"Arachne Crane?" Coryo mutters, eyes widening with confusion while he wonders where on earth that came from. He shakes his head quickly to dismiss the thought. "Marcus tried to save you, yes, that could have been you who escaped, that's true- but you were too busy trying to save me. And you did." He knows better than to accuse you of regretting that. He knows you don't.

When you don't reply, just staring at him head on now, frustrated and confused, he continues. "If we're going by this unexplainable logic of the universe, I think that it was you because instead of saving yourself, you saved me. And you did it again in the arena, when you went back for Jessup when I was looking at the screen and begging you silently to just ditch him. Same exact thing when you tried to get little Wovey up into the rafters with you, and hell! When you stared down the barrel of my gun, shaking head to toe from fear just to save the life of the Mayor's daughter, who was nothing but awful to everyone!" He says, gesticulating wildly to get his point across. "I've been trying to tell you for months, Y/N. It was you because you are the only person in this whole damn country who cares about someone other than themselves."

You just shake your head, and it's frustrating to him that you're unwilling to accept what he knows to be true. "It didn't work." You sniff. "You're the only one who survived me."

"Listen to me," Coryo says, reaching out and holding your face in his hands- throwing caution to the wind regarding how he knows to handle your panic attacks. "I survived because I had to learn how to love you."

You look into his eyes, flitting your own back and forth between them in an attempt to place any signs of deception. Blue, baby blue. You find none.

"And I did. And I'll love you every day for the rest of our lives. I don't want you to think for a minute that I'm embarrassed by that fact." Your eyes are squeezed shut by the time he finishes speaking, his thumbs swiping over the tear stains left down your cheeks by anger.

"It's not your fault." You mumble, shaking your head under his hold. "I do not fault you for being embarrassed."

"I'm not." He says again. "Look at me, please, love."

You pry your eyes open to face him.

"I've... I've had all this pressure my whole life to be perfect, and now it's worse than ever and I should have never let that get pushed onto you. I want you to be happy, that's all. I want you to be free to do whatever you want, and right now, the cost of that comes with who we are in public. Do you understand?"

"Yes." You say softly, but he can see that's not fully true.

"Here, in the Capitol, everything is a social ladder. We cannot marry who we wish, we marry who we should. Rarely ever do kids here date for fun."

"Like Lucy Gray and the silly mistakes she made over and over again with Billy Taupe." You comment, trying to lighten the tension you feel radiating off his body.

"Yes." He chuckles, smiling hopefully at you, relieved that you understood. "But I want nothing more on this earth than for you to be the one I spend my life with. I want to make you happy, but first, in order to do that, you have to be someone that they will accept. And I am so, so sorry I didn't explain this to you sooner, but I want you to know I've never wanted you to change."

"We don't need them to like me to be happy. That will be an endless uphill battle, Coryo." You shake your head slightly, placing your hands over his as they slide down onto your neck.

"It will be uphill but we can do it." He assures you quickly. "You're already well-liked, we're-"

"Were you not happy in Twelve?" You ask, a sad look in your eyes.

He stops, tilting his head slightly at you. He was happy in Twelve, now that he considers it. He hadn't thought about it, he was so focused on hating everything but you that he just assumed it was awful, but really, it wasn't. Not in hindsight."Is that what you want?"

You smile in response. No one had asked in months what you wanted. What you really wanted.

"What do you want, love? I'll pack up and move us back to Twelve tomorrow if that's what you really want." He says again, nothing short of desperation in his tone.

Faced with the option, you're really not sure. Yes, of course, you'd like to go home. It was very tempting. But Coryo was right, this education was important. You imagine for a moment the life you could have back home if you stuck it out a few more years. And maybe by then, you'll be better accepted here. Maybe by then, the Capitol will be a different place, and you'll be truly happy here. With him, and he will have the power to make the games go away.

"No, no." You shake your head. "I want to do something splendid...something heroic or wonderful that won't be forgotten after I'm dead. I don't know what, but I'm on the watch for it and mean to astonish you all someday." You say, and he can tell from your change in notation that the words are not your own. It was something new, unlike what he had heard from you before. He smiles. "I want to be with you, first and foremost."

"You'll always be with me. Where you go, I follow." He assures you. "I was happy in Twelve, if only because I had you."

"That should not be enough, though." You insist.

"It has been for you, hasn't it?" He asks, and you nod, biting your tongue.

He grins. "Then I promise, love, that would be more than enough for me."

"O-okay." You agree, suddenly flushed by his stare. Coryo smiles, looking briefly at your lips as you speak. To him, they seemed more tempting now than ever.

He starts to lean in and you move your head back quickly, a worried look crossing your face and you look around. "Coryo, we-"

"I don't care." He says quickly, gently pulling you back to him and pressing his lips to yours. Consequences are the last thing on his mind right now.

You take hold of the front of his delicately pressed shirt, pulling him closer with his hands on your neck. Here, in the middle of the university courtyard with the sun shining down on your back, everything is okay and at least for now, the cold night has given way to a warm, sunny morning.

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thefaerieunderworld · 2 days

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Highly unpopular opinion: I am selectively pro-makeup. (I know: blasphemous.) But I think there are ways to use it with healthy intentions, versus using it as a crutch.

I believe very strongly in artistic self-expression and have always had an eccentric style, and in high school I was a goth who made all my own jewelry and accessories, always changing my hair color to something fun and bright, and was drenched in glitter like a fairy character in an 80's fantasy film. Most of that still applies to me now, in fact. I think that if you feel you NEED makeup to look presentable or to be acceptable, you're using it for the wrong reasons. If you're using it as a fashion statement, because you WANT to and not because you need to, then you're using it for the right reasons. To me, it's as simple as that. The goths I know, including this one below (who I don't know personally but who I idolized for her wicked style), use it in what I consider a positive way:

All I see here is joyful self-expression, someone overflowing with creative ideas and who is free and courageous enough to run with it.

Compare that to the "normal" use of makeup here:

The way the whole face is contoured to look as if they have a different bone structure. The dead eyes. The overall listless vibe. The way its all more or less the same style on each face. This seems neither joyful nor creative to me. This seems like a way makeup is used when a person doesn't like the way the look and wants to wear a mask.

(I have no idea who these women are and I'm not criticizing them as people, just commenting on the impression I get from this particular makeup style.)

Anyway, I still accept that there are tons of valid reasons not to wear makeup, that to many women there's absolutely no difference between the usage of makeup here, and I know that this is not a radical feminist position. That's fine. I just refer to myself as "radfem-leaning" these days because I DO still like makeup, pink, and other feminine aesthetics that radfems would probably disdain.

I saw a post a while back asking if a woman could like makeup and still be considered a radfem, and I guess what I want to say is that you should decide for yourself if what you like is coming from a healthy place, and go ahead with it if it is, without worrying so much about labels. You like pink? Wear it. You like dresses? Wear them. Being makeupless, with our natural hair color and in a gender-neutral style, doesn't fit or appeal to everyone and that's okay. Life is short: please don't stamp out all the things that bring you joy for the sake of a label. You can be "you" and still support women in a million ways. I do.

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|| series masterlist || CHAPTER ONE -> PREVIEW ||

parings -> riki nishimura x reader genre -> non-idol au, school au, hyrbid au warnings -> n/a word count -> 1.1k

abstract -> he's perfect how he is... but can maybe change for her.

y/n’s perspective

“Niki, we always do this” I whined as he locked himself in the bathroom. I needed to get him ready for tonight’s party. If I didn’t have to go I wouldn’t… but with my family pushing me into choosing a major in business, they're making me befriend other kids from wealthy families.

“Please… I don’t want to go alone” I begged but he didn’t respond. It was running late and the driver would be here soon… so I might have to go alone today.

I gave up trying to convince him and did the final touches. Grabbing a jacket, fixing my makeup, and grabbing everything I needed.

When I left my room, I couldn’t help but smile.

“You’re gonna go with me?” I asked and he nodded. “I can’t let you go on your own” he muttered and I chuckled. “Besides, look at how forgetful you are,” he said as he pulled my hair roller off my bangs.

“Oh,” I said genuinely forgetting as he laughed at me.

“Do you–” “Yes, I have my tail ring on. I’m ready, now let's go before your dad starts calling”

Riki Nishimura was a stray hybrid I met when I was a kid. We were on a vacation trip to Japan when I saw him. I offered him some food I had on me and he took it from me to eat it like he was starved.

My parents were already wanting to get me a hybrid so I begged them to keep him. In which they reluctantly agreed. However, when we found out he wasn’t a normal black cat hybrid they agreed.

He was a panther hybrid, and so has been with me for years. We grew up together… However, my parents never liked how rowdy he was. Even now they tell me to get another hybrid, one that could join me in dinners, and parties, and one who is overall more well-behaved.

I wasn’t gonna let them replace him. He was my best friend, my number one confidant. Besides… who needs a fancy and well-behaved hybrid? Niki was way more fun!

niki’s perspective

It was the same old party they threw with the same kids as their rich human parents and new collectibles. They liked to collect new hybrids where they’d show them off and then throw them away… but not y/n.

Without her, I probably would still be on the street mistaken for an overgrown cat hybrid. It doesn’t mean I liked being gawked at and set a price on what they’d trade her for me. Of course, she’d never let them... I’ve seen how annoyed and angry she gets and it made me happy she cared so much.

I cared for her too… She was clumsy and an idiot so she needed someone to take care of her. So I'm here… at a stupid party filled with spoiled rich kids.

Not to say she isn't spoiled… she is. However, I never questioned that she loved me. She always makes that clear with everything she does for me.

“Oh! You’re y/n right?” I heard and I saw a girl behind us with what smelled like a bird hybrid. “Mmhm… have we met before?” she asked why I didn’t think so… I would’ve recognized her and her hybrid. “My name–” I didn’t care what she had to say… I just didn’t like how her hybrid kept on staring at me with those eyes of his. What was his problem?

I was cut off from my thoughts when suddenly the topic of discussion became me…

“He’s really pretty and exotic too! I just haven’t heard good things about him, you know?” she said and I had to refrain from growling at her. Who was she to talk right in front of my face about me? And to y/n?

“Jay here is well-behaved! He’s from America you know–” Is that supposed to make him impressive? Congrats bird you’re a pet! “–it's just a shame you know. I wanted a bunny or maybe a cat hybrid” she pouted and I could see his disappointed expression.

“Oh, Niki is really sweet but he’s solitary–” “You should invest in a social hybrid you know?” she cut her off to say. Rude… why would she need another hybrid when she has me?

“I like the way he is, he’s been with me since we were kids so there's no way I could ever replace him like that,” she said and I felt proud.

“I heard about how much you care for him. I guess rumors were true” she said and I knew she was amongst those who talked about why she couldn’t get a nicer and social hybrid who smiles and dotes on her. I do dote on her… and I’m only nice to her. Everyone else was pushing it.

“What is he if I can ask?” she said and y/n only sighed while looking up at me. “He’s a puma hybrid from Japan,” she answered. “Woah! I heard puma hybrids were rare! I thought he was just a cat… makes sense then for how tall he is.” she said as she got closer to me.

“Oh please don’t do that. You’ll make him uncomfortable.” y/n said as I went behind her.

“You should take him to the training you know. It's for the hybrids who need manners… they are opening classes in your university for hybrids'' she said… she stalked y/n to know what university she was in? She needs a life.

“Oh… I know of them. I think he is just fine the way he is” y/n said and she bowed. “If you’ll excuse us,” she said and we walked away from the pair. “She was a bitch” y/n muttered and I laughed. “Calm down, you have an act to uphold,” I said and she sighed. “y/n?” I said and she looked at me with her eyes filled with determination to answer to give me anything I asked for. “Why didn’t you tell me your uni is having hybrid classes?” I asked and she sighed.

“They're mainly about etiquette. She said how to take care of your owner… how to behave in a social setting, etc” and I nodded.

“I want to go,” I said and her eyes widened. “But you're perfect–” “No, I’m not… I caused you a lot of trouble. I heard your dad get mad again this morning. He didn’t want me here because of last time” I said and she shook her head.

“Yah! Don’t do that!” she scolded and I smiled softly.

“Please? You said you would give me anything I asked for. I want to be a better hybrid for you”

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His Cargo pt.3

ᰔ-𝓢𝓮𝓻𝓲𝓮𝓼: previously on His Cargo, you end up spending the night with Satoru Gojo, and you end up feeling some type of way about the man, the way he made you feel when you were in a time of need was enough to get addicted to. Yet the next morning after a night of party and drinking away your pain, Suguru Geto shows up on your door step, and the minute you see him, your stomach turns.

❥—𝗧𝗮𝗴𝘀: smut, a lot of dirty talk, (I guess you can say cheating), raw, multiple rounds, you go back and forth between the men in the series yw. Teasing a lot of it.

𝓐/𝓷: I’m so excited to get this story out my drafts, And thank you all to my consistent readers! @ll0rona @sunset-euphoria @iluv-ace @ghostfacefricker6969 @aaliyahlife and last but certainly not least @bambiimani111 enjoy the story!

Geto watched you, his hands in his pockets as you closed the door behind you, your arms being crossed so you wouldn’t reach out and hug him, “Suguru..” you start but he finally meets your gaze; “please just..let me try Y/n” he says getting your attention.

You sigh in defeat, before giving him a small nod your eyes just gazing up at him, he had a small bandage under his eye, and a small barely visible blush on his cheeks when he looked down at you, “I’m such an idiot..and everyone has told me that, you shouldn’t have to deal with—more than half of the things I put you through, and I mean it from the bottom of my heart when I say I love you..and I’m sorry..” he says as he holds himself back from pulling you close.

Despite everything he’s done, just seeing you like this made him want to hug you while you let everything out into his arms.

You tilt your head at him, it doesn’t seem like he even knows. “Thank you for apologizing..and the phone..” you take a deep breath before continuing “but as much as I want to believe you and accept your apology..” you look to the side sadly shrugging your shoulders, “I just can’t..you hurt me more than, anyone on this planet and this wasn’t your first time..”

Suguru furrows his brows at your words, what the hell did he expect? “I just need some time, I have too much shit in my head and I feel sick..we can’t go back to normal until then.” You say feeling your heart flutter when you look into his saddened eyes, “I respect your decision, can I make a promise to you? A promise I swear not to break.”

You shift your stance pushing your hair behind your ear as you drop your gaze to your shoes. Geto steps forward lifting your head; “I won’t even breathe in another girls direction while I give you the time to heal, I’m going to change my ways completely; that I promise to you..” he says softly caressing under your eye with his thumb.

You look up at him in awe, as you lean your head into his palm, “I hope so Su’..” you say softly breaking his very sensitive heart; Suguru then pulls you into a hug burying his face into the crook of your neck, which caused your heart to both sink and melt; if he sees the hickies Satoru made on you the night before, all hell will break loose.

You push your hand against his chest fighting the feelings of wanting to hug him back; “if that’s all..I need to shower and sleep,” you say not meeting his eye, Suguru looks at you his heart crumbling, you’ve never pushed him away before..he really fucked up.

“Yeah, of course; take care y/n..Kay?” He says softly patting your head, before turning and leaving, making you want to reach out and stop him in his tracks, but you don’t.

You get back into the house looking at Shoko, and she looks directly at you, “what happened?” She said making her way over, you shake your head, your mind scrambled, you thought sleeping with Satoru would make the situation better, less—heart retching, but the minute you saw his face before he walked away you knew, that all of the feelings you have for him was still there.

Shoko watches you as you sluggishly grab the alcohol bottle and make your way to your room.

You slide down your door once it was closed, feeling your stomach continue to turn and cramp, too much pressure on your heart and your head. You tried not to regret the situation that happened with Satoru, but you just couldn’t, if Suguru found out, his heart would be shattered; you felt as if you were no better than he was.

You then pop open the bottle pouring yourself a glass, these stressful situations turning you into an alcoholic, after drinking it all slowly from the glass You hunch over nuzzling your head on your arm, you couldn’t believe how stupid you felt right now.

You jump up to a knock on your door, hissing as your head made direct connection with the back of the door, such dumb decision to fall asleep like this, you glance down at your Apple Watch just to see that it was close to 7:00 pm, that was weird of you to just fall asleep like that, without even making it to the bed.

“Yes..?” You call sleepily just to have Satoru wiggle on the doorknob “it’s me..” his voice echoed in your ears as you pull yourself up.

You open the door peeking your head out, he looks at you unsurely as he tried to scan the little amount of room you let him see; “are you okay y/n? Can I come in?” You look around your room before saying “it’s messy..” “I don’t care about that, I need to see if you’re good.” He said pushing his palm against the door a little, “cmon’ I’m worried about you..” he insisted.

You pull the door opened reaching out hugging him gently, he pulls you up off of the ground hugging you back, his strong arms wrapped firmly around your waist as he waddles with you into your room closing the door behind him, “what’s the matter sweets..what’s got you so down..?” he holds you close walking over to your bed with you in his arms laying down with you on top, noticing the liquor bottle instantly.

You lay your head in his chest feeling nothing but comfort right now, “Su showed up..” and to that Satoru stayed quiet patting your back reassuringly, encouraging you to keep going, “we talked..and I told him I wasn’t fully ready to have him back in my life..” you quietly say.

Satoru stops his patting which causes you to lift your head staring him up in his eyes, he smiles gently pushing your hair behind your ear lovingly, he cups your cheek saying, “but is that how you really feel y/n?” He asks his smile fading.

You feel tears whell up in your eyes but instead of answering his easy question you burry your face into his chest feeling like it was the most hardest question to answer in the world. Satoru hums kicking his shoes off laying down with you on his chest going back to patting your back he takes a deep breath before saying, “Shoko texted me, don’t tell her I told you..but she said she was worried about you, she said: once Suguru showed up you didn’t come out of your room all day..” he confesses.

“Plus..I’m sure you’re drinking on an empty stomach..that isn’t good Y’know? You could get sick doing that..” he kissed the top of your head soothingly.

You stare at your nightstand before letting out a broken chuckle sniffling, you weren’t mad that Shoko told Satoru, you were just happy to see him, “I think I picked the wrong friend..” you say nuzzling your head in his chest, he chuckles sliding his hand down to your waist, “I’ll say..” he says before kissing the top of your head again.

And so you two lay there for a while, Satoru closed his eyes, in complete comfort under you, being your human teddy bear, he sighs softly relaxing his body as you fall asleep in his arms, he didn’t care how long it took you to get over Suguru, he’d be there with you every step of the way, he just couldn’t understand why he had this overwhelming feeling to protect you.

He looks down at your off guard sleeping face that he didn’t get to see before, and the only thing he did was smile and kiss your forehead again, you were so cute. He wanted to wake you so you could eat, but he wouldn’t dare wake you right now, rest was the most important part of healing.

Satoru laid there figuring he couldn’t get out of this, not that he minded, finally the weight of the long day began to weigh on his eyelids, making them heavy, and without another thought he closed his eyes falling peacefully asleep.

Earlier the next moring, you start to wake up because of Satoru’s hands, rubbing your body softly but hungrily—you whine groggily causing Satoru to softly chortle below you, “I’m sorry..did I wake you?” He asks quietly grabbing your ass firmly.

You open one of your eyes peeking at the alarm next to your bed, it reads 6:39 a.m, you lift your head looking at the beautiful man below you, and he seems to have a small gleeful smile written on his face: you giggle quietly kissing his cheek, “Satoru it’s 6 in the morning..” you tiredly say.

“Hmm..it appears so..~” he whispered grabbing the fat on your hips with passion, Satoru wanted you..more than before; he couldn’t understand this feeling he felt being under you like this for that long, it felt like torture.

You push back into his hands glancing down into his lustful eyes, “cmon y/n..~ you’re up now..I waited long enough..~” he negotiated as if you were gonna put up a fight anyways, you hide your face in his neck saying, “just dont make me too loud these walls are paper thin..”

Satoru huffed out being annoyed at your request, he Slid his hand into your shorts and as you lift up a bit he pulls them off, “what if..I can’t promise you that?” He teases nibbling gently on your earlobe.

You hum above him rocking your hips back and forth on his throbbing hard on, “Toruuu..~” you couldn’t believe how Horny this man made you, he held you close with such eagerness and lust. Satoru chuckles before he pulls back biting his lip at the friction he felt against his covered Cock.

He sat back as you lifted your torso looking down at him as his hair laid messily on your pillow, one thing the two men in your life knew how to do, was to be effortlessly erotic.

Satoru looked up at you with his low titillating blue eyes, sliding his veiny hands into your shirt gently squeezing my breast. “I’m feeling pretty lazy princess..you mind helping daddy out..?~” he utters sliding his tongue against the pad of his index and thumb before pinching your nipple with those exact slimy fingers.

You drawback at his touch your hips twitching, the feeling being so similar to his tongue. Satoru smirks at your reaction, “is that a yes..pretty?~” He asks in a taunting tone causing you to unconsciously nod your head.

He slides his fingers back down to your waist, “then come on..I don’t wanna wait any longer..~” he impatiently said pressing his bungle against you.

You hum pulling his Cock out of his sweatpants and boxers and you see the veins in his arms strain against his skin. You slide yourself down sitting up on your knees. You kiss his stomach sliding your tongue down from his stomach to the slit of his dick.

“Heh..~” he shakily chuckles looking down at you, he wanted you to suck his cock again since the first time you two fucked, he loved feeling your tongue wrap around his length more than anything right now.

Satoru watches in awe as you take his dick Into his mouth your yearning eyes piercing him directly, he grunts in response, “you’re looking at me—like you want me to shove my dick down your throat..~” he said with a half snarl as he clenched your hair into his hand pumping his hips into your open throat.

You gag uncontrollably as he pushed his dick down your esophagus, your hands rested firmly on the bed beneath you as he fucked your mouth mercilessly. He let’s you pull up as you gasp for air not thinking a second thought once you go back down swallowing him whole.

Satoru huffs out one of his eyes close as he practically got too close to say anything else, his shoulders jumped at the sound of his phone ringing “ughhhhh what?” He called out in annoyance and pleasure, “don’t stop y/n, until I tell you to, just keep the-Haa..~” you bob your head faster at his command getting eager to taste his cum.

You couldn’t even hear the phone ring, your mind being blink and only focus on the main task at hand. Satoru grimaced before picking up the phone, “What you idiot..” he hissed out at the man on the other line trying his hardest to keep his cool.

Suguru sighed in the other line, “what are you doing I need to see you quickly..” Satoru pulled the phone away for a second to look down at your slutty face, he felt too close and was just ready to cum all down your throat, “I have work in a bit and I’m sure you’re—calling me about stupid shit..” he said pushing his hands through your hair and began thrusting again as he held onto the back of your head.

Your mind became disoriented as he fucked your throat, you bob your head in a circular motion receiving a quiet moan from the man underneath you. “Haa..~ lemme—call you back I’m busy right now..~” he insists looking down into your eyes.

The minute he hung up he came all into your throat holding your head down as his hips hitched. “You’re such a dirty— little one..heh~” he said through held back moans as You swallow everything down with no hesitation; your blank cum hungry mind now satisfied at the taste of his hot load covering your tastebuds.

Satoru pushed your hair behind your ear a soft breath leaving his lips, you couldn’t help but smile as you wipe the side of your mouth licking your finger, “feelin’ better?” You coo crawling back on-top of him. “Yeahhh but—I’m not done..~” he said with a lustful grin, wrapping his hand around your thighs pulling you closer.

Suguru looked down at his phone and sighed, his own best friend was too busy for him. Slumping down on the couch he kicked his feet up on the coffee table scrolling through the numbers in his phone, he couldn’t help it that he missed you more than ever.

He scrolled one last time until his thumb hovered over your contact, should he do it? Should he push the boundaries you’ve strictly set? Suguru sighed as he closed his phone and threw it gently beside him. “Why bother..” he said to himself slumping down in the couch, he couldn’t lie even if he wanted to, he missed you.

It killed him to say it or; feel it, but it was true completely true.

Meanwhile Satoru placed a soft hand on your rapidly moving hips as you bounced enthusiastically on his hard on, receiving low grunts from the man underneath you. “Sa—ah..~” you moan out rolling your hips in a slow hard pace.

Satoru grabs a handful of your ass looking up at you with low sex driven eyes, “I know..I hear ya..~” he softly murmured panting out softly as he tried to hold back a moan. The way you squeezed and squelched around him made him loose his fucking mind.

You whimper as you look down at him, your fingers spread out against his chest to keep yourself steady as Satoru held your hips still to pound up into you, leaning up to catch your moan in his mouth sliding his warm tongue against yours as you groan and cry out into his mouth.

He made you feel so good, just having his body ricochet off of yours the lewd sounds of your skin clapping and sticking with his from sweat and precum kept an embarrassing blush on your face.

He took one of your nipples into his mouth flicking and sucking sending shockwaves through your body, you were way past your limit clinging onto him in desperation to cum, Satoru getting out of his lazy state when you clung onto him, held you up as he pounded his hips up into you.

“Shhhh-shit!~” you moan out burying your face into his shirt to muffle your cries. He tilts his head back on the headboard biting his lip hard as sweat dripped down his temple, God he couldn’t believe this.

This was his second time shoving his dick Into you without a care in the world, and by now he was thinking about all the other times you’d let him do it again. “Fuck don’t—squeeze around me so..fahh..” he couldn’t get the sentence out and at this second he tried his hardest to not be too rough with you.

But damn you felt so damn good, and despite his warning you squeezed even tighter reaching your limit as you threw your head back tears flooding your vision and leaving your eyes, Satoru clenched his jaw snarling as he came deep inside of you making your body shake ontop of him.

You felt your stomach fill with him and his seed, making your vision blur as you fall into his chest, panting along with him matching his exhaling breath.

Exhausted you were, not even being able to lift your head, Satoru chuckled breathlessly rubbing your back softly as you two relaxed, “I have work, let’s get cleaned up so I can leave..” he said making you whimper, “you have to go..?” You ask making him childishly giggle, “I don’t think I have a choice sweets..” he kissed the top of your head standing with you making his way out of the room.

Later on you tap your nails impatiently on the counter as you wait for the lady in front of you to tell you if there were anymore plan B pills left. As she looks you feel your phone vibrate just to see if from Satoru the gesture making you smile happily, but your smile fades when the lady returns to the counter.

“I’m sorry, there doesn’t seem to be any more plan B pills, I can request you to another pharmacy.” Though this was the second pharmacy you went to you shrugged at the attempt trying to not show your obvious panic, “no it’s fine thank you..” you say fixing your purse on your shoulder, picking up the phone for the now frantic man.

“Not there either?” He ask over the FaceTime call, you sigh as you get to your car, “no and the place I’m gonna go to is so expensive it’s gonna be like 80 something dollars..” Satoru chuckled before saying “better than spending millions on a kid, I’ll send you the money okay?” You shake your head.

“Unnecessary I got it,” Satoru sucks his teeth, “I’m sending it, I want to come see you tonight? Is that good?” You think for a moment knowing damn well you didn’t have shit to do.

“I have to check my schedule..” you cheekily say just for him to roll his eyes, “just say no.” He says making you giggle sweetly, "of course you can come see me Toru." you answer trying to hide your head over hills smile.

And so was he, he smirked tilting his head back on the headrest of his chair, "you have no idea what you just did..." he says looking back at the camera, watching you jolt the phone away from you face for a few seconds, you were so cute.

"Well then, I'll come pick you up later, and I'm sending the money for 2 just being smart." you roll your eyes "l’ll see you later Satoru." Before hanging up.

You walk through the perfume you hurriedly sprayed from the annoying consistent beeping Satoru was doing.

You walk out of your room pushing your bag over your shoulder making your way to the door, “shut him up..” Shoko demanded making you giggle, “I’ll try..” you say hurriedly making your way out the door.

You walk quickly to the still beeping car opening the door, “cmon man! Cut that shit out!” Satoru snickers as you hop into the car, “not a fan of my entrance? How else would you have know I was out here?” You couldn’t help but laugh at the too gleeful man.

“A simple call would have sufficed you big dummy..~” you giggle out feeling your face heat up just from being near him, “heh..” he softly chuckles pinching your reddened cheeks, “you really are cute..let’s get going hm?” He says before driving off.

You pull your food away from Satoru as he uses his chopsticks to take some, you two sitting on his black sofa sipping wine and eating ramen, “you’re honestly an asshole..” you say poking at your noodles just for him to lean his head on his closed fist, his glasses resting on the bridge of his nose.

“Hmm? Really that’s what you think of me? Tell me more..” he said staring at you with his cunning gaze, you tilt your head at him, “hmm since the first time we met? Y-you really wanna know?” “Why not intrigue me..” he said showing you a flashy smile.

“Well..” you start setting your chop sticks down, “I thought you were a no good dumb pretty boy with no morals..” you say with a shrug making him flinch back a little “damn all that?” He ask jokingly, “it was just the picture that was painted for me, what about you, what did you think of me?” You ask intently.

Satoru sit back for a few before letting out a breath.

“I didn’t care much about you to make an impression of you, I mean you were Suguru’s.. did it even matter if I saw you in any other way? You only had eyes for him.”

That made your heart flutter, to be honest; you loved spending time with Satoru but just spinning back and thinking about someone you once had had the power to bring a tear to your eye.

You swallow the lump in your throat with a nod, “understood..” you say with a little clear of your throat. Satoru felt the energy shift, and that was enough to make him cringe, he just had to go fucking up the mood by saying the name of the man that hurt you the most. And maybe he was a little too harsh.

You stand grabbing both you and Satoru’s food putting it on the counter, he springs up, “I say we watch a movie, today has been a busy day and I just wanted to end it with you..” he states watching your expression.

You turn your head to him, “oh yeah! A movie sounds great…I claim first pick!” You say rushing over to the remote to have Satoru pick it up and hold it over his head, “not if I have a say in it you won’t..” he snickered.

You let out a hushed sigh as you feel the albino man kiss up your collar bone, you two not even making it half way through the movie before he already tried to eat you whole.

“Shouldn’t we turn-“”mm mm pay attention to it, I want you to tell me what it was about..can you do that?” He ask with a playful smirk on his face pushing his nose In the crook of your neck “that makes no sense—ahh..” your body jolts as he slides his hands up your waist.

Kissing and sucking on the skin of your neck receiving soft hums from you, “mmph-don’t!” You quietly hiss grabbing his wrist as he slid his thumbs into your sweatpants.

“Really? Do you mean it..~” he asked with a sensual smirk, your body hitches when you feel his thumbs slide under the lining of your laced panties, “seems like you dressed for the part..” he whispered kissing your quivering lips.

You kiss back with no hesitation playing with his tongue, as he greedily rocked his hips up against you, he pulled away sliding his tongue across your lips.

“Fuck..I want you now y/n..” he says softly looking up at your low erotic eyes, rolling his hips up against you, with desperate sighs leaving his throat, the thin fabric not being much of a barrier against his hard on that was all too noticeable.

He sucked on your neck leaving very visible hickeys as you tried to stop your hitching hips, “Mhn!~” you whimper watching Gojo chuckle below you, he pulls back and you meet his gaze as he pushes his nose against you.

“You like looking down on me huh..?~” He teased with a cocky smirk, “I love looking at you anyways..~” you whimper out receiving a rather cocky chuckle from the man below you, “how could you not..?~”

He interjects as you lift up to pry off your sweatpants with quickness. Satoru who sat there manspreaded looked at you with awe at the way your thong was practically decorating your sexy ass.

With one hand he unbuckled his pants lift a bit to pull them down to his ankles as you straddled him again, “ah? I figured you’d want me to do all the work because you did it this morning? You like going for a ride huh princess?~” he teases making your face heat up uncontrollably.

“Shut up..” you say turning your head just for him to slide his tongue against your ear, whispering “shut me up then..~” he coos out as your body shivers. You never thought another man could EVER make you feel like this.

But Satoru excelled limits, limits not even Suguru reached. You lean your hand down to rub his length through his Ethika Boxers that perfectly complimented his bulging print.

He tensed at your touch, feeling all pent up and sexually frustrated, the slight blush on his face made your heart rate rise. He slides his thumb in your thongs tracing the lining on the erotic panties until he brushed up against your clit.

“Not to rush you or anything but I can’t wait anymore..~” you say pushing up against his wandering finger, “yeah? Eager are we..~” he says his voice softer and more hypnotizing.

You shiver at his words, “please Toru..” you beg as you feel his thumb creep into your thongs rubbing up against your soaked folds causing you to groan out trying not to be too loud for the maids.

“Alright..alright..~ I just had to make sure you were wet enough mama..~” he chuckles out at your hands grabbing and pulling down his boxers, he couldn’t help but notice how cute you were right now, begging to be filled with his mind boggling Cock.

The minute his cock was released it collided with your overly wet folds, causing your hips to rise in an attempt to hurry this rather slow process.

Satoru looks up at you with half lidded eyes, pushing the tip of his cock into your contracting hole, you choke back a moan biting harshly on your lip as he pushed every inch into you.

“Mm~ it’s as if she’s getting used to me..I slid in so easily~” he teases as you sway your hips back and forth. He filled you up completely and almost instantly hit the spot that made you see stars.

You lift your hips slowly before slamming down again, all with his help, his hands clasping on your hips as he pulled you down with force.

“Ha! Oh my g-Ngh!” Satoru looks up at you as you bounce on his cock hearing the sounds he made you make was enough to make him love this shit.

And so repeatedly you bounce making his Cock hit point that made your ears ring, your legs shook with excitement after hearing Satoru’s soft groans. You felt so good being wrapped around him like this and the simple fact that you must remain silent or someone will hear the two of you intrigued him even more.

With his thumb prying your bruised lip from your teeth, he then whispered “don’t quiet yourself mama..let it all out..~” before he slammed himself harshly into you, now hungry to hear just how loud he could make your scream.

“N-no Toru I—Ah! Please!~” you beg as he pounds cruelly into your cervix, confiding your hips in one spot so he could thrust how ever He wanted.

“There you gooo..~ see? Doesn’t it feel better when you can actually scream?” He declares not even trying to make this less embarrassing for little ole’ you. “They’re gonna h-Mmph!” Satoru’s brow furrowed as he felt your gummy insides squeeze and hold onto him, “mm, so what? It’s my house scream as loud as you like..~” he encouraged, pushing you down onto the couch.

You flip over panting upset at the fact that he even pulled out, you felt all empty now.

You turn your gaze back at the provoking man behind you just to be met with his dawning gaze. He hold onto your hips pulling you back onto his cock making your body spasm, “shit!” You curse.

It was something about this position, Doggystyle, that made the feeling in your tummy be out of this world.

Satoru let out a shaky breath as he slammed his hips against you in a wild tortuous manner, you bury your face into the cushions hoping no one saw you or him like this.

But in this moment he made you feel like all time stopped and it was just you and him on this planet right now. He leans down holding himself up with his fist being planted firmly into the couch as he kisses the tip of your ear.

Thrusting his hips slowly to reach every part inside of you and that alone made you muffle out a scream into the couch, his thrust had such persistence and from the way your walls wrapped around him it was obvious that you didn’t ever want him to stop right now.

“Look at me..~” he demanded in such a tone that you wouldn’t dare defy, the minute he met your watery eyes he couldn’t help but feel his heart burn at the sight of you, you were stunning when he saw you like this.

Tears leaving the corner of your eyes, your eyes all puffy and red from unstoppable tears that fell every time he shoved his length into you. You whimper at his fleshly Gaze.

Your body lags when you feel it, this orgasm you were about to reach was gonna be like no other, you could just feel it, and so could he by the way you latched around him. “Ah! Toru I’m gonna!~” you roll your eyes back in pure joy, “gonna what princess? Hm..~ Gonna cum f’me?~” He taunts making your mind go blank.

“Fuck!~” you moan loudly grabbing onto the arm of the couch with desperation, “gooood girl..~” he praises and as soon as he did you came harder than you ever did before slamming your head against the soft couch, “please~” you muffle turning your tired head to the man behind you “inside—Satoru cum inside!~” you plead just to have him chuckle softly.

His thrust became dagger like each time “don’t have—to ask twice..~” he grunted out until finally his thick white load painted your pink insides causing him to shutter with one eye closed; cumming inside of you like this felt so fucking good.

He looks down at you panting softly as he grazes his hand down your spine causing you to shiver. He pulls out of your clenched walls with a loud pop using his thumb to spread you open just to watch his cum drip out of you slow, such a sight made him want to go again.

“That’s embarrassing..” you manage to get out looking at the man behind you, and he smirks “sure but it’s so fucking sexy..~” he debates slapping your ass lightly, “can you stand to get cleaned baby?” He ask standing from the couch pulling his pants up.

Satoru leaned down grabbing his phone off the floor but the minute he saw the text message he came off of his high quickly. You stand up fighting the shooting pains in your hips and uterus to even walk.

You turn your head to the man that stood frozen his eyes locked in horror on the screen, he then says, “either this creep is watching me or..he has your location..” you tilt your head at his words.

He sighs flipping his phone to show you the heart turning message.

𝗗𝘂𝗺𝗯𝗮𝘀𝘀

Why is y/n, at your house Satoru.

You couldn’t believe your fucking eyes, and too be honest you were scared to even pick up your phone ever again. You turn your widened gaze to Satoru.

Satoru rubbed the back on his head before saying defeatedly; “we’re fucked.”

#jjk smut #jujutsu kaisen #gojo satoru #gojo sensei #gojo smut #gojo x reader #gojo x y/n #jjk gojo #jujutsu geto #jjk shoko #jjk geto #gojo x you #smut #y/n #18+ content

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infinitelyprecious · 2 days

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An autistic person's view on the scene where Aylin decided to open up to the group.

2 disclaimers: 1) Aylin is not confirmed/canonically autistic (afaik), however she heavily reads as one to me, hence why I'm writing this specifically from an autistic pov. 2) I am just one singular autistic person, I do not speak for all of us as a whole, if you're autistic and have different view on this, that is valid.

Part of all this is teenagers being teenagers and I don't expect them to have the knowledge or life experience to handle situations like these particularly well, so this is more me getting my own thoughts and feelings in order. Maybe it can be educational in a way. I'm withholding judgment on how the show itself is handling Aylin's story until the show has finished airing.

Aylin goes to talk with the group, bless her brave heart.

Ton, the smart-ass, asks why Aylin acts like an alien when she knows her loved ones don't see her like that. I get that the writers wanted her to explain at some point why she identifies with aliens specifically, but please, for the love of all that is good, do not say something like this.

This question only shows that her friends in fact, do see her as an alien. They don't accept her like she is, they ask her why she is the way that she is. It keeps boiling down to "Why is she not like us?"

She might be different from the rest of the group, but she is normal. There's nothing abouts her that needs to be fixed. If she wants to learn more social skills for example, that is completely fine. However, it should not be a requirement. And if she wants to learn, patience is important.

Social settings with neurotypical people tend to be overwhelming and use up a lot of energy for autistic people. It's important to go slow and respect her declines if she doesn't feel up to socializing. The last thing you want is for someone to feel like they have to mask or for them to experience a meltdown as a result.

Aylin answers that humans being unfriendly is the reason she 'acts like an alien'. She's been made to feel like she is not welcome, like she isn't just another human worthy of love and respect. It's very understandable for her to then want to remove herself from her human identity and look for friends in other-worldly beings. They don't bully.

It's interesting to me that the whole group stays silent when Alpha asks who did something to her. Did they forget about Aylin shoving a plate in Ton's face or do they think she was in the wrong there?

Because she wasn't. It was visible in her body language and verbal declines that she was uncomfortable and yet they pushed her.

It tends to be harder for autistic folk to handle unexpected situations. Reactions like that are very normal if you get an autistic person into a situation that is overwhelming. They'll go into their fight or flight and things go wrong. That is not their fault.

Aylin goes on to explain what happened and Mawin finishes her sentence for her. Or rather, speaks his conclusion before Ailyn is finished talking. I think this is pretty common decency, but don't talk over people when they are trying to tell you something, especially when they are being vulnerable. Even if they talk slower (which Aylin didn't do, but it's something I've experienced a lot). Please bite your tongue and let people finish talking.

Ton, again, says something he shouldn't have, but thankfully Luna steps in this time.

Then Sun. "Do you know that those who bully and harass people are not actually humans?" The main problem I have with this sentence is that it feels belittling. This might just be a me thing, but the way she says it comes across as if she's pointing out that Aylin's perception of the situation is incorrect.

But they are humans, shitty ones, but still humans and Aylin has every right to view humans as a whole as untrustworthy, because that has likely been her experience. The thing I would've preferred here, would be to jump directly to saying those bullies are garbage. That would've come across more validating.

After this, the friends exchange a couple sentences about how to handle bullies. Which is lovely, except, they talk about Aylin as if she isn't there. She just bore her heart - comfort her. Talk about how to handle bullies later, don't let her swim in the discomfort of vulnerability.

Then Sun goes to touch Aylin?!?!? Again, Aylin is visibly uncomfortable. Please, please, if someone is uncomfortable to be touched, do not touch them. Also, ask! Ask for consent. Again, probably a common decency thing, but the amount of times I've had people go like yeah no worries, but then still touch me is high up. A casual hand on the shoulder is still touch, a handshake is still touch.

Related to that is personal space. Some people's, like Aylin's, personal space is big. They need a good distance from other people in order to be comfortable. If there is one thing I can ask of you it's to try and be observant of that. So that if someone takes a step away from you, you don't step closer again, but allow them their space.

I've had conversations with people about personal space and somehow it blows people's mind that I am most comfortable when there is a significant bigger amount of space between us than they would initially think. Please try to leave space between you and other people. For some people physical closeness is severely overwhelming and it makes it significantly harder to navigate our daily lives.

I do love Ongsa specifically saying Aylin can hangout and eat with them. Often times when you've spend your entire live being non-verbally rejected, it's very hard to feel like you are wanted somewhere. You're always looking for signs that people don't want you there. Having it specifically confirmed that someone does want you there, can be very assuring.

Ton. I would like for Ton to not talk for a while lol. On the surface it might sound nice that someone wants to start a club that is a safe space for other bullied kids, but it is a very look-at-me-saving-people thing to do. It's not treating someone as your friend, it's making a charity project out of their hardship. I get the thought process, but please don't.

I don't really have a conclusion or anything, so I'm going to leave it at this. If you have thoughts you want to share or a conversation you want to start, feel free to. Keep it respectful, but other than that go wild.

#23.5 degrees #23.5 the series #precious talks #precious talks 23.5 degrees

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thevulturesquadron · 2 days

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THAT LATEST EPISODEEEE

Okay okay I have many thoughts and I apologise if this is gonna end up very incoherent and disjointed but I NEED TO TALK ABOUT IT BECAUSE AHHHHH

You know what the episode did very well (the writers, man)? Make the audience feel like they're taking crazy pills. There's this almost cognitive dissonance from the rest of the squad (Charles esp) with the way they say and behave because as Rogue stated "none of you were there". This is SO good in showcasing that you can be as understanding as you want, be literally a part of the same group... and STILL it's not enough because you didn't have the (in this case unfortunate) exact experience. The previous episode is a great addendum to this. The rest of humanity's (majorly the big wigs of course but you get what i mean) scared and at worst callous and apathetic reaction to the genocide. They're not scared because of what happened to those mutants, they're scared because of what Magneto would do in retaliation. Cooper is another example of how much actual experience can wholly change a person. She's not a mutant... but she was THERE. Erik and Rogue were there... right in the middle of it. How does anyone expect SOMETHING to not happen. You know who else saw what happened? Us, the audience. The latest episode felt frustrating and cathartic in the best way. It felt like decades of repressed righteous anger spilling in the most messiest manner, but it's OUT there. It needed to be said. Rogue's rant at the group before joining Erik, Erik's iconic "SHUT UP" line (yo lemme tell you istg i said the EXACT thing after that drivel Charles said). That's another thing that was so well done. Showcasing that no matter how well meaning Charles is... sometimes it feels like the dude's not LISTENING (Erik talks about watching a child be eviscerated in front of his very eyes, and I feel like all he's getting from others is an 'aw im sorry thoughts and prayers now can you please CHILL out') and does need this slap in the face. And the consequences keep piling up (the last big thing being what happened to Logan). Nothing will ever be normal and it's sad and scary and I'm very much looking forward to what comes next.

On a small note, showing how Roberto's decision was unsure with him trying to apologise to Jubilee and then his shocked reaction at her not wanting to hear him was so sad. It truly felt like a boy who only realised how massive of a consequence he's facing but just wanting his friend back.

I'm pretty sure I had more things to say and a more thoughtful way of saying them but anyway... 10/10. VERY ANGERING AND FANTASTIC. I CAN'T WAIT FOR THE LAST EP!!!

HI!!! ✨SAME!! 💜💜💜💜 thanks for coming in kicking the door down and shouting my way cause I needed that!! My brain has been stuck on a loop with the events in E9.

I love, love, love this episode exactly because of the strong emotions it made me go through. To see the division, to see where everyone stands, to see what matters most to them: what they are going through or an ideal? It. Was. So. Good! It was skin itching to see it at the same time. Each episode has continued to take me by surprise and go beyond my expectations.

I love how well the writers have been able to portray the difference between people who have been through horrible events, and those who have seen them ‘on screen’. Remember in episode 7 when Amelia said 'a survivor is the last thing I’d wanna be.’? Now it resonates even more than ever. It’s poetry. And yes, Cooper isn’t just someone who ‘saw it Magneto’s way’. No. She was one of the perpetrators caught in the middle.

So that when Scott goes around saying ‘Magneto is responsible for this.’ When Wolverine is out for blood - it should make you angry cause it feels like the crimes that Bastion has orchestrated are secondary to the X-men's agenda of 'righting a wrong'. Bastion is just a battle, another villain they need to defeat. But the call was coming from inside the house all along.

I’ve seen people online saying that this episode did Magneto dirty. But I think it’s the opposite. Magneto had always been capable of awful things in his pain and anger, but that’s not the point the writers are trying to make. The name of the episodes is ‘Tolerance is extinction’ - the whole point is to put the viewer in the uncomfortable position of understanding Magneto’s anger, but knowing his actions have big consequences, all the while making you lose your mind at how backwards and ignorant Charles' side seems. People are dying because ultimately his dream is more important than the people the dream is made for. And Rogue and Magneto are calling him out on it. The beauty of it is that Charles is preaching an ethical way where everyone matters, but how entitled and arrogant he must come across when everyone else around him is just ‘sacrifices he is willing to make’ for the sake of an ideal. It’s beautiful and awful that the cry for battle and survival is coming from the mouth of those that have nothing left but violence in them, while the champions of the just offer shackles and tell those that suffer to endure more for the greater good.

Yes this episode is supposed to make people angry and confused. And I think it succeeds.

If there is one less positive thing to say about the show, it's the pacing. You can feel that they were forced to put everything in just 10 episodes because there are a lot of moments throughout the show that are either missing or rushed. (For ex. in this last episode I would have liked to have scene with Rogue and Roberto on Asteroid M, in a similar fashion to what we got for the two X-men squads; just a glimpse at how things are impacting them instead of immediately seeing them in a 'villain guards' roles.) But I am not going to hold it against the show; from what they've delivered it reads a lot like cuts that they needed to live with.

#x men 97 #x men #x men ‘97 #x men 97 spoilers #magneto #erik lehnsherr #max eisenhardt #rogue #charles xavier #wolverine #roberto da costa #anna marie #anna marie adler #textpost #marvel

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NEW PICS OF RICHHARRY DROPPED 🤭

https://www.tumblr.com/twostepstyless/750088444260368384/barking-like-a-dog

YEAH BABY THEY SURE FUCKING DID

I can just imagine him coming home from a Pleasing meeting and maybe y/n didn’t see him before he left because she was working or out with friends. When he gets back she’s practically pouncing on him because she missed him and at first she doesn’t really register what the shirt says because she’s kissing him and asking him questions about the meeting and then she finally reads it and is like…

“What’s this?” You blinked, pushing his plush coat apart to read the letters. “You like to watch, huh?” You mused, looking up at him.

Harry smirked, smoothing his hands over your hips. “Mhm”

“And what exactly do you like to watch?”

“Oh… y’know. All sorts of things.” His grin was wicked, eyes beginning to darken as you started to walk backwards towards his front formal lounge.

“Oh really? Like what?” Your eyes were starting to blaze that heat he loved to gain from you, like the craved warmth you get laying in the sun on holiday. You turned your bodies so his back was towards his nice leather sofa and started to guide him towards it. “Like me?… you wanna watch me?”

“Always.” He murmured, already getting worked up at the idea of where this is going. “Why? Do you want me to watch you, darling?”

“Yeah… real bad, Daddy” you smiled, leaning up to kiss him before pressing your palm to his chest. He groaned and kissed you back eagerly, only to be pushed down onto the couch so you were standing over him. “Stay here.”

“I fucking love when you’re like this…” Harry groaned, rubbing his palms over his thighs as he watched you walk towards one of the armchairs opposite him.

“Even when you can’t touch me?” You tucked your thumbs into your pyjama shorts and underwear, pushing them down onto the floor in one go. At this point the only clothes you wore at Harry’s house was one of his t shirts and a pair of bottoms. Most of the time it was underwear and nothing else.

“Mhm. But I’ll only entertain this so far, baby. Y’know you can’t make yourself cum when I’m around.” Harry murmured, rubbing his hand over his stubble. Watching you perch yourself on his nice arm chair and spread your legs apart to show how wet you already were… fucking hell he just wanted to dive across the room face first and land between your pretty thighs.

Harry didn’t care whether you touched yourself when you two were apart, it was only normal and he thought it was an important part of connecting with your own body and mind. You two didn’t have that sort of relationship anyway, at least not 24/7. Harry most certainly had more control in the bedroom. Plus, with how often he thought of you, if he didn’t have a daily wank he’d be walking around with a perpetual hard on and he didn’t really want constant blue balls.

There was an exception though, a rule Harry put in place that you were more than happy to follow, and use to try and get him to punish you if you wanted him a little meaner than usual. If you two knew you’d be seeing each other that day, or were spending the weekend together you weren’t allowed to masturbate unless he instructed it.

The thought of you being in his house with your hands between your pretty thighs without him… God he couldn’t fucking stand it. He wanted to be the one to make you cum and he wanted you desperate and needy for him when you saw him.

“No? Not even by accident? Not even when you’re watching me?” You cooed, sliding your hands over your inner thighs and upwards to where your clit was already aching with need.

“There is no ‘by accident’, baby and you know it.” Harry smirked, shifting his thighs wider apart on the couch. He was already hard and straining against his pants, but he didn’t want to relieve himself just yet. Not when the show hadn’t even begun. He spread his arms apart behind him, staring right at you while playing with his bottom lip.

“Now go on, darling. Give Daddy something to watch…”

#asks #rich

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theycalledhimastar · 2 days

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I demand your take on ABO 141 with a male reader PLEASE, there's never any good male stuff

Bestie do NOT give me this kind of brainrot, but also I accept the gift graciously-

Also, I had no idea what you wanted the male reader to be so there's a bit of everything so everyone's happy :) They come off a little oc-ish to me, the way I did the reader but oh well, I like it.

Forgive me for anything I got wrong, I'm not an A/B/O master guys. This was way longer than I initially planned, lol. Enjoy!

Omegaverse!141 x Male reader!!!

I'm not the most bright brained alright, I agree with literally everyone else and I think Price and Ghost would both be Alphas with Gaz and Soap being betas, it just makes sense in my mind. The two Alphas need the cool-headed inbetweens to keep them from toppling everything and/or butting heads from too much hormones going around.

They're all fairly skeptical about yet another person joining them for any given reason, four people is plenty and having yet another person in the fray, while it might be helpful sometimes, is a bit of a balancing act to fit into their already perfect schedule. Changing things to accommodate you, while not the worst thing, isn't the most easy feat for everyone. Especially depending on what you are...

☄. *.

You were an Alpha, purebred, built like a brick wall and about as stubborn as one too. Although you weren't loud about it, you weren't going to let people forget tat you were not to be messed with. Raised with a bit of an ego as most purebred Alphas were, you knew you were destined for greatness from the moment you presented. Started physical and mental training as soon as you were old enough, the goal had always been the military for you, no doubts about it. But you had never imagined, in all your wildest dreams, that you would be a part of the task force.

Most people, upon first glance, would likely assume you fit right in, but shoehorning you in with two other alphas was way harder than anticipated, seeing as you immediately began trying to prove yourself before you had gotten settled in. Which, would have been adorable if you weren't so damn stubborn about it.

Ghost is working out? You join him without a second thought, attempting to lift twice as much as what he's doing. Of course, his numbers were already nothing to scoff at, so all you truly succeeded in, was nearly dropping the weight on your foot and damaging your precious alpha pride. "You alright there tough guy?" Ghost seemed amused by your ambitious failure.

"Shut up." Was all you growled in retaliation, storming off to go sulk elsewhere.

Soap is practicing at the range with Gaz? You grab a pistol and try to show off just how capable you are with it, easy right? Not really. You fumble in a way you weren't even sure you understood, and to put it simply, you missed the target significantly and blew an entire round trying to make amends. By the time you had finished it, the sergeants were trying not to lose their composure and die laughing at your cockiness despite it all. Damnit, you could normally do this all so easy, what the hell was wrong!? You set down the weapon with a nearly frightening calmness despite the seething rage in your chest that demanded respect as an alpha. Your self-righteous upbringing had done you no good now as you stormed off to go beat the shit out of the next inanimate object that pissed you off.

"How exactly did he make it here?" "Eh, cap says he's good. Let 'im cool off, I'm sure he knows what he's doin."

There was no cooling off, of course, as you ended up nearly punching a hole in the wall as you had graciously slammed into the doorway in your blind rage, smacking yourself square in the nose and nearly toppling over in pain. That was, quite honestly, the last straw for your dignity as you snarled something ferocious. Not caring that it had been rather close to the Captain's office until you were unceremoniously yanked back by your scruff, held face-to-face with the unamused John Price. Although you were an alpha, even you couldn't quite deny the effect his scent had on you now. Not one of anger, but certainly not a playful one either. He was projecting his authority, silently telling you to quiet down a little and stop being such a loudmouth showoff. Shame and something akin to an excited fear sparked briefly in the pit of your stomach before you cleared your throat and swallowed hard.

"Captain." You nodded shortly, not missing the way his hand tightened around the back of your neck.

"Heard you've been causing a bit of a ruckus for the others, been busy?" He raised a thick brow, making you swallow back your nerves. You attempted to shoot back some of your own alpha scent, but it felt puny and overpowered entirely by his.

"Not intentionally, sir."

"Let's settle down a little, you've barely been here a week, quit causing trouble or I'll have to take care of your behavior myself. Got it?" He leans close, you could swear he was breathing on the back of your neck now and you know for a fact your heart is racing for reasons you don't think are fear.

Not wanting to find out what he means by that just yet, you give a quick nod that seems to satisfy him enough to let you go. Allowing you to scamper back to your room, the adrenaline cushioning what was going to be a very hurt ego when it settled in that you had been grabbed by the collar and scolded like a child. Damnit, you would prove yourself one way or another...

☄. *.

You were a Beta, always being told you were unremarkable, nearly always forgotten in the squabble between Alphas and Omegas. So, in an effort to at least be something impressive to yourself, you took to bulking up. Genetics and luck both seemed to favor you as you certainly bulked up. To the point where you were constantly mistaken for an Alpha by anyone that didn't truly know you. If they did, they would know that you were far more of the beta disposition in reality. Laid back, cheerful, extroverted enough to make friends, but not gratingly so. The perfect addition to the task force at first glance...

Minus the fact that you were both clumsy, and a little bit ditsy from time to time.

Sure, you weren't incapable, you could definitely hold your own in battle. But it seemed that when the adrenaline wasn't pumping through your veins, you were a tangle of long limbs and jumbled thoughts. It was obvious that you weren't trying to be a mess, but the others seemed to assume you were up to something. Surely, a mountain of a man like you, such a capable Beta on the battlefield, can't be such a... dolt in real life, right?

The same man they had witnessed absolutely nail a small squadron all by his lonesome, had momentarily forgotten how to lace his boots after unlacing them entirely to replace them. And had practically tied his feet together.

"You think he knows he's doin' it wrong?" "Oh he has to by now... right?" "Guys, did I get it? I'm so confused, why is this so weird!?"

Not to say you were entirely unaware of yourself, you knew you were scatterbrained at times. But you didn't know that they had assumed you were taking them for a fool sometimes. The sergeants decided to confront you about it, with Soap cornering you after a particularly amusing incident.

"Mate, ye know we've seen ye on the field right?" He sighed, running his fingers through his overgrown curls. "uhh, yeah?" You kind of stared between the two of them, completely confused as to where the conversation was going. Gaz snuck behind you, wrapping an arm around your shoulder in a friendly manner. "Right, so you don't have to act like a total numpty off the field, you aren't foolin' anyone anymore." He chuckled, nudging your head with his playfully. It would have been a comforting thing, except for the fact that you had no clue what they were on about. "What do you mean?" "Stop acting like such a hare-brained dingus. Just be yourself, mate." He shook your shoulders gently, the two staring at you so earnestly, just trying to convince you to just be yourself around them. "Oh... About that..."

Of course after that, they both felt really bad and you had to explain for over an hour that no, it wasn't on purpose, yes, you were that messy sometimes, and no, you weren't mad for their assumption. Although Ghost certainly seemed to find it hilarious that you were such a gentle giant, and a total hot mess express. Not that he told you that, truth be told, he didn't feel the need to talk to you much off of the field. Not because he didn't like you, he simply felt you fit in so well with the betas and he didn't want to throw off things. Although he did want to know how you had gotten so huge naturally.

Price thinks you're downright precious with the stark contrast between on and off duty with you. It's like you become a completely different person and he can't help but smell the scent of a content beta every time he tells you that you've done him good. He was certain that everyone could tell just how excited you were when he referred to you as "his good lad". It was a simple nickname, rolled off his tongue before he could stop it, but you nearly lit up in elation. So now not only him, but everyone else makes an attempt to give you subtle little praises like that just to see you get all giddy, and to this date you have yet to notice, or at least say anything about it.

☄. *.

You were an omega, not what any of them expected when they were told that someone would be joining them, as omega were notoriously... well... Violence avoidant to put it simply. But you were not the type that wanted to feed into stereotypes. You wanted any excuse to not become some boring old stay-at-home omega that took care of children and housework. The parts of the world you had grown up in were very traditional and expected just that of you. "Settle down with a nice Alpha, have babies, live the peaceful life." Yeah right, it was like they didn't even know what you wanted.

So, in an effort to escape that life, you decided to enlist, and it turned out that you were... actually kinda good at it despite it all. Your fight or flight chose to flee more often than not, but that meant you were quick on your feet despite the stomach churning levels of anxiety that pulsed through your veins at any given moment. Your adrenaline raced and kept you moving before you could chicken out, and that made you a damn good soldier.

Off field was a different story but that didn't really matter seeing as you liked minding your own business and having your own space more often than not.

When you first met all of them, the aura of two alphas was quite a lot, especially as it seemed at least Ghost was projecting a little bit more than he needed to, getting across the point that there was an order to the way things were and you needed to not ruin that. (He's just nervous having an omega around as he isn't used to it and he isn't sure exactly how to act around you.)

Gaz is rather quick to step in and soothe you with his beta scent, like warm coffee and vanilla and something distinct that you hadn't ever smelled before. But it soothed your racing nerves and made you feel a little less alienated. Although with a nudge from John, Ghost realized he was only successfully scaring you, and he cut it out just as quickly.

Johnny is excited to have an omega around, although he doesn't really treat you any different than Gaz. It's the equivalent of short people acting different when they're around someone shorter than them, yknow? Like he doesn't see you as beneath him, he just knows you're different than anything he's been around and he's nosey about absolutely everything.

"Do all Alphas scare you?" "No... why would they?" "I dunno, it seemed like every omega I met before was either addicted to Alphas or terrified of em." "Uh, no, I think you just knew weird people before."

Another thing, is that Price seems to view you as a sort of stray cat. Skittish if anyone approached you a little too loudly or excitedly, but plenty sweet if they got to know you. At least, that was how it was in his head. In reality, you were just an introverted guy who wanted to at least get along with his teammates and they thought you were the cutest thing ever. Sometimes, John would call you into his office just to tell you that he noticed your hard work and he was proud of you. He loved the way your cheeks flushed whenever he got close or projected his scent a little extra, filling the room with the scent of expensive cigars and warm, woody cologne. It made you a little fuzzy int eh head and he could tell, so he avoided using it. But the face you made when you got all spacey and distracted during meetings because you were sandwiched between him and Ghost, it was just too good to resist.

"You alright there sergeant?" "Yes sir, all-all good." "You look a little flushed, you sure you're not coming down with something?" He pressed the back of his hand to your forehead, trying not to smile wider when your eyes widened just slightly. "Positive, Captain..." You squeaked.

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t1r3dh34rt · 2 days

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More ground rules and some commonly asked questions because I'll be perfectly honest with y'all, I didn't expect almost 200 followers in a little less than 72 hours because I'll be real with you, this is a lot lol.

THIS IS AN 18+ ACCOUNT. This goes without saying but DO NOT INTERACT WITH ME IF YOU ARE A MINOR.

I'm okay with roleplay in DMs. I've gotten a lot of requests privately to do so. But if I agree, there will be no pictures of my likeness that I have not already shared in public present in these interactions.

It also goes without saying at this point that I will not be sending pictures of myself through DMs. Nothing personal, I like my privacy and this prevents leaks I don't want of my own body/face going out in the internet space. If you'd like a picture of me, I will send pictures I previously posted publicly because my reblogs may make them a bit lost in the sauce.

I'm an open book to most things not stereotypically gross, cardiophilia related or not. But! If you have to question if what you're about to say would be offensive that's outside the realm of normal conversation (ie. Overly sexual/toxic/possessive conversation) then don't say it at all. It doesn't hurt to ask, I'm just drawing my line in the sand

Onto some FAQ

"What kind of dark cardiophilia are you into?" I like to be able to see everything, if that makes sense. And that might be vague but for those of you who get it, you know what I'm talking about. I also like resus to an extent but am extremely picky about it.

"What kind of hearts are you into?" Like listed above, I like visibility. I like guys (or gals, like myself) with a visible pulse. Other than that, I like fast beats, irregular beats, I'm not overly picky.

"What is your experience with cardiophilia?" Before being semi-active in a discord server, I had never met another cardiophile. So my experience is secretive and limited, I'd like to expand on the limited part.

"What if I'm older?" As long as you're over 18, I don't mind you reaching out.

"Where are you from?" I'm from the US. Please don't press specific states or anything, I will only give you a region.

That should just about do it! Thank all of you (and future you, if you follow this blog after the fact) for following, enjoying and appreciating my content! Love y'all 🫰

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💖 Day 3.5 is now available! 💖

For the last couple of months, only Server Boosters had access to the 3.5 update... Buuuuut now it's available for everyone to play in the 14DWY Discord — and soon itch.io once I'm happy with the QA and state of the game — so please don't feel pressured to join unless you want to!!

The full devlog + even more screenshots are under the cut ^^

What's been added to the 3.5 version?

📺 Streamer Mode!

I've been told that it's difficult to stream and monetise age-restricted videos on YouTube and Twitch, so I added an option to remove the sexual content and strong language used in the demo.

Now y'all can invite Ren into your bed for cuddles without putting your streamer career on the line /silly /lh

This won't affect the 18+ rating or dark themes/elements of the game, however! Although Streamer Mode will prevent you from seeing any "gruesome" CGs in the future, most of the core elements of the game will still be tied to the choices and decisions you make. So you won't miss out on the overall experience by using streamer mode!!

⚙️ Custom Pronouns!

It only took me one entire year to get around to it, but you can finally choose your own preferred pronouns (or use a set of pronouns instead)... At the cost of being able to change them mid-game ^^;

Since the original pronoun screen wouldn't update until a new scene was displayed, I temporarily disabled the feature. But once I find a workaround, I'll bring it back!

💗 Choose how others perceive you!

You can now choose how the cast and narration perceive you! Originally, the narration was kept strictly gender-neutral (outside of pronouns and genitalia picked by the player), but this will soon change in future updates.

For more clarity: you don't get to choose the words specifically, but you can choose between masculine, feminine, and androgynous terms!

📋 Separate top and bottom genitalia!

You can now choose your tatas and pps separately! >:3

Alongside that, you can also choose your preferred body type!

I removed the "both" genitalia option because a few players still assumed it was an obscure version of "intersex". That wasn't my intention and I don't want to mislead anyone, so I took it out for now ^^;

I also didn't want to include a screenshot of the new genitalia choices in action (because it's NSFW), so y'all get the same character menu screen for the nth time instead lmao

📱 Relationship Screen Overhaul!

You can now change your own status for more immersion, and long-term Server Boosters will eventually be able to submit and use their own icon within the game as well!

Stalking finding your friends has now become easier by using "Buddy Maps"; a new app that allows you to see the location of all the cast members!

I want to offer players more incentive to check the relationship screen since they tend to miss the status updates, so hopefully this might help ;v;

It also says it "updates every few hours" so folks don't go overboard and check every 5 seconds to see where Ren is gdsghf (also keep in mind that he's a hacker lol)

🖤 Additional Scenes Update!

Day 2 received a brand new CG!!!!! Originally, I planned on only adding a few CGs sporadically throughout the game, but it didn't feel right to leave Day 2 so... empty... so I added a brand new CG to (hopefully) make things feel more balanced and natural!

If you decline Teo's offer on Day 3, Leon will now call and try to convince you to reconsider. However, players are still allowed to decline, and if they do, they'll reach a dead end.

After listening to feedback on itch, I changed some of the dialogue during Days 1-3 to make it seem more consistent! They're only small changes though, so it's honestly not worth looking for sdgjssga

🎶 Updated BGM and SFX!

I wanted to try out a different style of music to see if it fits the vibe of 14DWY more! The BGM features more acoustics to suit the "beachy" theme of Corland Bay, though I made a conscious effort to include piano elements as well to stay true to the original!!

I figured it'd be better to give players a live example before I make a poll (to see if they prefer the change or not) and publish it to Itch.

Some new SFX have also been added, though it's very minimal and honestly not that noticeable.

How to download and play the update?

(warning: clicking on the following links will open Discord!!) To download the Day 3.5 update, simply join the 14DWY Discord server, verify your age, and visit the "14dwy-updates" channel!

Alternatively, you can also wait until the update is publicly released on Itch to play it as well!! (It normally gets released shortly after a round of QA testing/getting feedback from the server, though I may release it earlier if I feel like it hehe ^^)

Enjoy!!

#14 days with you #14dwy #💖 — 14 days with queue.#🖤 — updates.#🖤 — spoilers.#I'm not gonna say much about my current doxxing situation because I've got it under control now + it's being handled privately #Plus I don't wanna give it/the people involved any unnecessary attention. I just wanna announce the update and Get Back To It™️#(''it'' bein the grind 💪 It never stops lmao /silly)#OG followers will also know that these topics aren't the vibe I normally have on this blog (or any of my accounts); so I don't think I'll—#—make ANOTHER public post about the situation and bring more attention to it (when I just want everything to be over and put to rest ^^;)#However I also don't want people to think that I'm... ignoring?? the situation entirely (because gettin doxxed is a very endangering thing)#So I DO want to quickly acknowledge it here and say that it's all currently handled + I'm safe and okay + this won't stop me from—#—continuing to work on 14DWY (and other future projects). I also don't want to give these awful people more power and incentive to continue #—this kind of pathetic behaviour; so the less attention and encouragement being shown will ultimately be better in the long run :3 #Aaaaaanways!! 😮‍💨#My other accounts will be restored shortly and my askbox will be opened once I feel comfortable. I'll get around to following folks—#—again in my own time; so please don't feel offended if I unfollowed you during a moment of vulnerability and anxiety!!#This is all EXTREMELY overwhelming and scary for someone with SAD/AvPD; and I /gen can't handle seeing it all over my timeline ;v;#Sorry this got ranty and personal again hjdsgjsdh T_T I said I wouldn't say much; so I'll shut up now hehe #🖤 — shut up sai.

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