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e-vay · 4 months

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Evay QA Bulk Post 3

Here’s the latest assembly of asks, assorted by topics so you can browse only what interests you. Also, some questions refer to the Choose-Your-Own-Adventure game I made, so to avoid spoilers for those of you who haven't played it, I put those asks all the way at the bottom. If you haven't played my game yet, please go play it!

PERSONAL ASKS

Anon asked: E-vay may i ask which tablet mark do you use for your drawings?

And dreamylumi-art asked: Was wondering what is your favorite brushes In Procreate? Your drawings look so fun and bouncy that I’m interested in your process!

A: I use an iPad and I do all my drawings in Procreate now. I like to experiment with brushes, but the primary brushes I use come standard with Procreate. I use the "Procreate Pencil" for my sketches and the "Technical Pen" for linework :)

Anon asked: How are u and ur family doing? ❤️

A: You are so very sweet for asking ❤️ We're all doing really good right now. My dad's surgery went great and he's cancer free and fully healed. My mom is on medication that's helped her a lot. Things are also looking up for my younger sister (she even got engaged this Christmas!). I'm stressed but for good reasons hahaha I'm very thankful and counting my blessings right now.

twistedchaos101 asked: Hey, what’s your MBTI?

A: I just retook the test and I got "INFJ-T Advocate" for myself :)

karura-senpai asked: Have u ever heard of these new bollywood movies like Animal and Dunki which are popular rn around the world because of instagram reels and tiktok videos...

A: I can't say that I have, I'm sorry! My Tiktok FYP is very niche so I don't see many things about movies on there.

edwinflores428 asked: E-vay, since you're also a Beatles enjoyer, did you hear the new Beatles song 'Now and Then'?

A: I had not known about this before you told me! I just listened to it and I really loved it. It has that beautiful, 60's-Beatles feel to me. Thank you so much for point it out to me!

Anon asked: What's your creative process when going into writing / planning for a comic? Apologies if this has been asked before.

A: I normally start by just jotting down any super rough concepts/quotes in my notes app. If the piece I'm doing involves stuff I don't know by heart (renaissance clothing or certain landscapes or anything like that) I'll work on gathering a TON of resource images. That way I'm not interrupting my drawing process by repeatedly stopping to look up references. I try to do it all up front and have it saved somewhere I can easily access.

Once I have more time, I'll write out the script in a Google Doc. I break up the script by each panel. I won't always have all the elements ready in my head, and sometimes I'll combine panels or separate them more, but I can always adjust:

Once I have a basic script, I can start to rough out the drawings/panels. These are just gestural drawings; I'm not looking to do anything too detailed here. I'm trying to figure out what best captures the emotions/energy of the scene and determine the natural flow of where your eyes will want to read the art and word bubbles:

Then I move on to the "pencils." This is my opportunity to nail down the expressions and flow. Sometimes I'll realize the page is imbalanced so I will redesign the panels so it has more even weight distribution or make it more dynamic/emotional. I always draw the characters in different colors so it can help me make sure I know what lines belong to which character:

Then it's on to all the fun stuff: Lines, coloring, shading and adding text!

I hope this answered your question! It's pretty straight forward :)

Anon asked: have you ever watched the anime fairy tail? if no i think sonamy fits the main couple NaLu (natsu x lucy) really well, like as if they’re similar 🫶🏻

A: I'm sorry, I've never seen it! I don't watch much anime anymore.

Anon asked: Can you make different characters(aka people sonic characters/oc) in your own style

A: When I'm open for commissions, yes! I am not open for commissions at the moment but I plan on doing that this year.

MISC SONIC ASKS

chrismantike asked: What’re your thoughts on longclaw (the owl from the sonic movie) does she exist in your AU as Sonic’s mom?

A: I liked the relationship we saw between Longclaw and baby Sonic in the movie, but I consider the movie as something entirely separate from the game/comic canon. I don't include any of the movie elements as part of my AU.

essycogany asked: What do you like most about Prime!Sonic?

A: Hmm, I think my favorite thing about him is how open he is with his emotions. In this show, he's very verbal about how much he cares about his friends and he doesn't hide it when he's sad or upset about something. In other media, Sonic has a habit of masking his emotions. I get that that's part of his personality, but it's nice to see this different side of him. (I also like how he showed more emotions in Frontiers, too!)

juli071023 asked: e-vay, what motivates you a lot about Sonic these years, why do you love it a lot, what motivates you about that character?

A: In the words of Young Neil, 'that's kind of a big question' haha. Simply put, the franchise just fuels me with excitement and joy and love! The character Sonic represents happiness and freedom and living in the moment and loving life to the fullest and I think that's such a great outlook to have. From a meta standpoint, I love how good the Sonic Team is to us fans. They engage with us regularly and put out SO MUCH CONTENT for us, more than any other franchise I'm aware of! I mean there are plenty of other great IPs out there, but you don't get the bombardment of games and shows and comics and social media engagement (etc) that you get with Sonic. I just think that's so cool! The fans love Sonic so much and the creators know that and reward us for our commitment. It's awesome.

Anon asked: So who do you think would win in a fight between Mario and Sonic

A: I gotta go with my boy Sonic! But of course it's better when they team up :D

Anon asked: How do you feel about the Dadow theory/au? As in Shadow being Silvers Dad. I honestly like it a lot.

A: If they're related, I think it makes more sense for Shadow to be Silver's grandpa or great grandparent. I think there are plot holes to say that he's directly his dad but I'm definitely open to them being related. Plus I think people can headcanon/au just about whatever they want, so I'm not against that theory :)

Anon asked: Hi e-vay, I hope you’re having a great day!! My question is: if there were to be a Sonic movie that’s only about Sonic and the guys but they were all being played by human actors, which actors do you think would suit them best?

A: Thank you so much, I hope you are too! Oh man this was so difficult but I put a ton of thought into it. And I'm sure there are still tons of actors I'm not thinking of who would be better, but here's what my gut tells me: Older Sonic: Max Greenfield [x] [x] or Jack Quaid [x] [x]. They're so witty and handsome and are built like runners! Younger Sonic: Jack Dylan Grazer Older Amy: Alison Brie. Even if it wasn't a live action movie, I so desperately wish that Alison Brie could be Amy's voice actor. I'm actually working on an animation where Amy is paired with some Alison Brie lines because I think it's such a perfect fit. She's sweet and funny and strong and sexy. She's on the petite side but she has that confidence that just commands a room. Ugh, Amy and Alison are my dream women 💖 Younger Amy: McKenna Grace Older Tails: Justice Smith or Cole Sprouse Younger Tails: Noah Jupe or Jacob Tremblay. Sorry, I don't know many young actors but I think they're both great! Older Knuckles: Terry Crews or Jason Momoa Younger Knuckles: Tyler James Williams [x] [x] Shadow: Jensen Ackles or Michael B Jordan 💖Swoon💖 Older Rouge: Ana de Armas or Charlize Theron Younger Rouge: Jenna Ortega or Sophie Turner

Anon asked: How old are the sonic boom characters in your opinion?

A: Firstly, I've said this before but I don't think Mobian age works the same as human age. I consider the Sonic Boom characters as all being what we'd consider as late teens or young adults. They all act like me and my friends did when were were college age haha

Anon asked: What do u think tails looked/acted during puberty🙂

A: That's what Tall!Tails is all about! I think he shot up in height and outgrew Sonic immediately. Maybe he got a bit more snarky and might mutter about how annoying it is that Sonic doesn't think things through before acting, but Tails is a sweetheart and I think he'd overall still be nice even while he's in that awkward stage of life.

MY OCs/AU ASKS

@redbirduniverse13 asked: Hi i love your art 💖 My question is, are your characters aware that other versions of them exist?

A: Thank you so much! No, they aren't aware of any other versions of them out there. Ruff would probably be most hopeful to meet other versions of himself since he's into comic books and would love the concept of the multiverse.

twistedchaos101 asked: What's your ocs MBTI?

A: I have too many OCs to do all of them lol But I'll do it for Aurora and CC. As Aurora, the results from the test were: "ENFP-T Campaigner" As CC, the results from the test were: "INTJ-A Architect"

Anon asked: Question, how is Aurora able to glow ?

A: Aurora has photokinesis, which gives her the ability to manipulate light. This results in a lot of things she's able to do that involve light, but glowing is the easiest thing for her to do (and is the hardest for her to suppress lol). She was born with these abilities but they didn't manifest until she was about preteen age.

charlieangel345 asked: You know everytime I saw Aurora glow up, her photokinesis power changes color. It made me wonder if she feel happy, angry, or sad, her light power might change colors. I can imagine she can create rainbow light.

A: Absolutely! Her powers are severely influenced by her emotions, so the color of her glow would definitely change based on her feelings. I have her inhibitors glow green naturally, but she could do any color under the light spectrum.

freshcreationgarden asked: I like to think Aurora's favorite fairytale growing up was beauty and the beast. Something about a handsome prince who hides beneath a rough exterior who believes they are not worthy of love who is bound to a "Rose"

A: Oh that is just too sweet! That metaphor is very perfect for what I write for her romantic future ;) I have said in a previous ask that Thumbelina is her favorite fairytale, but I like your headcanon too!

Anon asked: Hi, something randomly popped in my head about like the comics of aurora and I wondered, has aurora ever gotten sick?

A: Of course! She's just a regularly lady so she gets sick like average people do. I see her as the type that doesn't get sick often, but when she does it LAAAASTS. (That's how I am and it sucks!)

Anon asked: I know this might be a weird question, but can it be possible if Aurora can do chaos control with a chaos emerald like Sonic and Shadow.

A: I'll be honest, because we don't know much about Chaos Emeralds, I don't know who is capable of using them or not. But because Sonic is capable of using Chaos Control, I'm going to say yes Aurora should be able to as well. I don't think it's a technique either of them can master like Shadow does. Chaos Control seems second nature to Shadow.

Anon asked: if we go by sonic underground lore imagine Aurora finding out that she's technically a princess/duchess. Like sonic always call her princess because that's what dad's typically call their daughters, but then she finds out and her mind just explodes.

A: Honestly, I'm not a Sonic Underground fan. I know a lot of people love it for the nostalgia, but I didn't watch it growing up so I don't have any ties to it and I am not a fan of the story. I'm okay if people want to headcanon tying it in, but it's not for me.

*The next question is a Shadora Ask. Skip if you don't like Shadora*

Anon said: Hi, so glad you’re back! Just reread Boom!Baby where Rouge mentions how hedgehogs have a lot of babies and I think it’s kinda funny in the future Shadow and Aurora have eight

A: Thank you so much, I'm so happy to be back! Yeah, Rouge really knew what she was talking about 😆 I bet she told Shadow the same thing when they were expecting!

Anon asked: Does aroura ever run into her ex again?

A: Aurora spends most of her life in a small bubble, rarely leaving her home town, so she would have run into him now and then. Again though, they were kids when they were "boyfriend/girlfriend" and you can hardly even call them that (Imagine like in the Barbie movie, how Ken and Barbie don't know what it means to be Girlfriend-Boyfriend) so it's not awkward running into each other. It's more of a "Hey there's that person I used to know"

prophecyhyper asked: When Aurora was born and Amy said "She's more perfect than I imagined" What did she imagine of Aurora looking like?

A: She didn't have an exact image in mind when she said that. It was more like an amorphous concept. You know somehow the baby will look like you and your partner, but there are so many different outcomes. So she would have daydreamed about all the possibilities: the baby looking more like Sonic, the baby looking more like her, maybe the baby having elements of their grandparents.

Anon asked: Will Sage exist in your AU?

A: Yes! I adore Sage!

*The next question is a Shadora Ask. Skip if you don't like Shadora*

Anon asked: Hey Evay, I’ve been thinking about this lately. It’s kind of silly question. If there is a naughty and nice list, which of Shadora Kids is naughty or nice.

A: This was a great question and I'm so sorry I missed it before the holidays! This is all in fun, none of them got punished: Piper: Nice but ONLY after Santa had to give her a lecture on how she needs to not be a smartass and boss around her siblings Zane: Naughty (He did too many stunts indoors!) Nova: Nice Aster: Naughty (He and Blitz plotted to kidnap Santa) Blitz: Naughty (She finds it a point of pride) Diamond: Nice Cinder: Nice (He's scared of Santa) Boon: NICE! (He doesn't know the meaning of the word naughty!)

Anon asked: haven’t seen CC in a while, could we have more CC please

A: There will be more CC, I promise! :)

kbluetoons asked: Say, after reading your spindash lesson comic (which was really cute by the way), what if Aurora showed her kids how to spindash like how Sonic showed her?

A: Aw I'm so happy you liked it! Yes, learning to spin dash is vital to a hedgehog's upbringing ;) She'd teach them very young but then immediately regret it because they'd be spindashing all over the house. Now she knows why Sonic was so hesitant to teach her when she was little!

mod-bubamon asked: I know spooky season is over but how do cc and tails handle horror movies? Does cc Criticize every litter thing the protagonist do? Does tails even get scared after all he's been through? IF CC GETS SCARED DOES SHE HUGS TAILS TAILS FOR COMFORT??? THIS IS IMPORTANT

A: Hahaha I loved this question! First of all, Spooky Season is never over for me! ↜(ˈ╰ •ω•)╯ψ So bring on all your Halloweeny ideas! CC would not be fun to watch horror movies with. She would be overly analytical, not only of the actions that the victims are doing but how unrealistic the injuries/gore/battles are haha. I see Tails as someone who originally was afraid of scary movies, but watching them with CC has actually helped him to be less afraid of them. Now he spots the same flaws she does and they like to roast them together! Just to clarify -- CC does get scared of things, just not horror movies.

Anon asked: Hey, I rediscovered your art recently and almost forgot how much I loved it! I love CC and was wondering if you had any small head cannon kinda things you have for her and Tails you would share that you haven't already?

A: Well welcome back and thank you so very much! This question was not related to the previous question, but the previous question sparked an idea for me so I'm going to expand on it here. When Tails and CC first started watching horror movies together, CC noticed that Tails was super on edge. To help relax him, she'd take his tails into her lap and pet them to calm him down. He's not as scared of movies anymore, but he always has her stroke his tails while they watch shows together now :) Also, CC is still getting used to Mobian mannerisms and nuances. They've made a nightly routine where during dinner, she debriefs Tails on all the new conversations and interactions she's had with people and Tails scores her on how well she's adjusting. She likes the challenge and strives for a better "score" every day!

SHIPPING ASKS

essycogany asked: How are you feeling about the new Sonamy material from this and last year? Things are really starting to become more obvious as the years go on.

A: It does my shriveled little heart so much good! I don't know that they'll ever cross that line in canon, but I love how much their relationship has evolved compared to years ago. It means the world to me that Sonic considers Amy as one of his best friends and as someone he can depend on (and is even willing to think about dating ((in reference to that cut dialog line from Frontiers)). And I love that Amy has proven that her feelings for Sonic are more than just a fan-crush; she genuinely loves him for who he is and will always be there for him. UGH IT MAKES ME FEEL SO ALIVE!

Anon asked: I just wanted to say that I love love love your sonamy works! :D Absolutely adorable (ﾉ◕ヮ◕)ﾉ*:･ﾟ✧ Also, only if you want to answer ofc, what are your thoughts on the ship Metamy (Metal Sonic and Amy)? Thank you for the lovely food you bring and have a wonderful day!

A: Oh gosh, thank you so much! You just made my day wonderful by this sweet message! I do ship Metamy! After all, I believe in my heart of hearts that Sonic has feelings for Amy and Metal Sonic is supposed to be the same as him... ^_~ I think despite his transgressions, Amy has a special place in her heart for Metal. He's one of the reasons she even met Sonic in the first place! But what I'd prefer most is for Metal Sonic to have a Metal Amy. That way everybody wins 💕

Anon asked: Hi e-vay I love ur dr who art!! Question, do tenrose remind you of sonamy? Or do any characters or couples from the whoverse remind you of any sonic character or couples?

A: Ahhh thank you so much! I always thought my Doctor Who art got lost in the void so I'm so glad you found it! TenRose is my favorite DoctorWho ship, so I think by law I have to relate them to sonamy haha. But honestly I think RoryXAmyPond suits sonamy more if you reverse the roles. Rory's absolute dedication to AmyPond--regardless of death--was the definition of love, and that's how I feel Amy Rose is for Sonic. I can't think of any other ships that are good parallels. River Song reminds me of Rouge just that she's savvy and flirty. Forgive me, I stopped watching after Eleven regenerated so I'm not up to date on anything. If you don't like the Shadora ship then don't click this link, but I have drawn Aurora and Shadow as Ten and Rose before :)

Anon asked: Werehog Sonic and Werehog Amy kiss meme or a mini comic about both kissing in their werehog forms?

A: I kind of already drew that :) It's the 10th drawing in this post.

*The next question is a Shadora Ask. Skip if you don't like Shadora*

penguin-evere asked: hello! this is my first time doing something like this. i've loved your art for a while now (probably since 2017-2018), and i love the new style you have! anyways, i wanted to ask if you've seen the frontiers twitter takeover, and the newfound information about shadow's secret like of some good ol' t. swizzle music, and was curious if aurora would be a fan too, and if they would go to a concert together! i think it'd be really cute.

A: Thank you so much! And I'm so relieved you still like my stuff even after all this time :) Aurora loves pop music and so yeah I could see her being a Taylor fan for sure. Although I don't take Swifty!Shadow as canon (lol) it is still fun to think they could bond over that music together!

*The next question is a Shadora Ask. Skip if you don't like Shadora*

Anon asked: what was the shadora confession like? Cause I like to imagine that it was shadow who confessed and that he did it in the most dramatic way possible, cause he's our drama king.

A: I don't want to reveal too much until I've properly drawn it, but yes for my stories Shadow would confess his love first. He's technically loved her longer since he met her when she traveled back in time to save him so once they've "re-met" I don't think he'd be willing to hide his feelings too long. It's Shadow so of course it has to be so romantic and dreamy~!

ASKS RE: MY GAME

Anon asked: How did you make the Trick Or Sweet Halloween Game, can you show me what you used or did to make it? If you can do a step by step that would be helpful or just tell me how you did it that would be helpful:))

A: Oh man... Honestly, it was way too complicated of a project to explain in just one answer. And I won't be able to explain any of the technical/coding side. I watched so many tutorials but I just couldn't grasp it, so my husband had to code it for me and I have no idea how he managed it. From a non-technical standpoint, I had to first write out the script for it. That means writing out all the dialog and also writing out every option possible. Even though my game was fairly linear, this was still complicated to write. What helped me was using icons and colors to help me know which actions would lead to which outcomes:

Then came the longest part, the drawing! I had to draw a variety of sprites and backgrounds and objects. Also, some of the actions you take make certain items go away, so I had to remember to hide them depending on the path you took. Once I had all the elements, I assembled them in a Slides presentation to test it out. If you're not doing anything too complicated, you could probably get away with making your game entirely in Google Slides. Mine was too complicated and I wouldn't be able to publish it to my website but it was good for testing. When it was ready for build, I had to make a comprehensive guide for Ryan showing what clicks lead to where, what sound effects should be played when, when the music tracks should switch, etc:

He programmed it in Adobe Animate. I don't know how he did it, other than he's just a brilliant babe and I thank god for him lol

Anon asked: Just at a curiosity though, whatever happened to everyone (especially Sonic & Amy) AFTER your truth serum wore off from your ‘Trick or Sweet Adventure’? Also how about Shadow & Rouge? Did they get affected as well?

A: They lived happily ever after, of course! If the two just told each other how they felt then they'd be happy (in my opinion) so they just needed a little magical kick in the butt haha. I didn't have any plans for Shadow or Rouge, but if I could cast a spell to make them happy then I would give Rouge a throne of diamonds and Shadow the chance to ease the pain in his heart (Ｔ▽Ｔ)

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themandaloriansdiaries · 1 year

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Evergreen

Warnings: angst but I think that's about it.

Pairings: Anakin Skywalker x f reader

A/N: This is mainly about what the reader is going through. TMI I was on my period when I drafted this.. which is why it's pretty depressing. I was just up late at night listening to Evergreen and the idea just kinda popped up in my head. It's not great but I thought it was decent, so pls don't come over here with anything negative to say, otherwise we can fight lmao. Also, I know the lyrics aren't exactly in order but I just put lyrics I thought fit best with each part. omg I know I'm talking too much, I'll stop now. BYE.

Word Count: 690

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He don't love,

Me no more.

He don't love, He don't love,

Me no more.

“What’s gotten into you Anakin?” Your lip quivers, you try to hold back the tears that are ready to spill from your eyes.

“Why does it matter y/n! I’m sick of you hovering over me.” Anakin spits back.

“I’m only trying to help, Ani you’ve been so distant it’s starting to worry me”your response is quiet, your voice cracking.

Your hand reaches out to him, in attempts to rest on his shoulder, but he’s quick to shrug it off

“I never asked for your help!” He doesn’t bother to turn to face you. “Have you ever thought that maybe I just don’t feel the need to have you around anymore?” His tone was different, he didn’t sound like himself.

You jump at the sudden change in his tone. You were taken back by his words.

you did not want to believe what you were hearing

"You don't mean that Anakin, I love you." you cry out

He's now turned, looking down at you, with no emotion in his face.

"I don't love you anymore."

In that moment you felt your heart break, you felt like you couldn't breathe.

The Anakin once knew, would never think to speak to you in such a way, let alone treat you this way.

All you could do is cry, sobs escaping your lips as you quickly leave the room.

Anakin didn’t seem to care, he didn’t come after you.

He changed… He changed for the worse.

The man you once fell in love with.. was no longer there. He was long gone, as well as the love he had for you.

You felt helpless, you missed him.

I've cried, I've cried so much

For you, baby.

you sat in front of your vanity, staring at yourself in the mirror, tears streaming down your cheeks. You looked pathetic, but it didn't matter.. you were hurting.

Things had taken a rough turn in yours and Anakin's relationship.. All you could think about is the drastic change between the two of you.

Memories from the night the argument occurred, play in your head. All you could think about is how he spoke to you, the way he looked at you like you were nothing.

Truthfully, you had no idea what went wrong. Things were perfect, you and Anakin were inseparable, doing almost everything together, spending as much time with one another. Then suddenly everything changed. It had gotten to the point where he stopped asking of you, he wouldn't even look in your direction anymore.

All you could do is sit there in silence, and think what could have possibly gone wrong.

Was there something wrong with my body?

Am I not what you wanted, babe?

You think of all the possibilities, was it your appearance, did he grow tired of you? were you simply not enough for him anymore?

the idea of you not being enough for him causes you to break down even more, your attempts to bite down on your lip to keep from letting these noises escape you, failed. Quiet sobs escape your lips.

"What went wrong?" asking yourself, as if you would receive a response.

Evergreen, he tears me to pieces

You don't understand why he treats you the way he does.. and you don't understand why you can't just let go..

Somehow you still managed to stay here, you stayed even if it slowly destroyed you.

Anakin was tearing you into pieces.

No matter what, you still found yourself in love with him, you still found yourself caring so deeply about him.. even though he treated you terribly, he wasn’t always like this. Something changed, you just don’t know what it is.

But sometimes I pray that you fall in love.

You hope one day he'll open his eyes and see how much he has hurt you, you hope one day your Anakin will come back.

You hope that one day, he can love you the way he did before.

You hope that one day you both can be happy together, again.

One last time.

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goldenbuckyyy · 2 years

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EXILE

Summary: Don’t Worry Darling movie premier leads to events that you didn’t expect.

Pairings: Harry Styles x Fem!Reader (exs), Sebastian Stan x Reader

Word Count: 5.4kish

Warnings: One big thing is non-consensual kissing, crying, brief altercation of physical fight between two people, anything else? Let me know pls

A/N: hi! Here’s part 4 of my power mini series! I wasn’t too sure where to go from my last part. I was still a little hesitant on this part, but overall felt satisfaction when I finished it. Thinking of maybe doing only one more part? And it’ll probably be a time jump! Song inspiration for this part: “Exile” by Taylor Swift ft. Bon Iver

Also this is a repost because my original post wasn’t coming out in the tags! 🥺

All mistakes are my own. Please do not repost or translate my fics on any other side nor this one.

I appreciate any likes, reblogs, messages, and interactions.

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September 6th, 2022.

Venice, Italy.

2:13AM.

“Do you want to talk about it?”

Your boyfriend's soft voice breaks the silence in the room.

You don’t look at him, instead you focus on your nails. Two of them broke off earlier at the after party. You pick at the remaining piece to try and get it off. You still couldn’t wrap your head around the events that had happened tonight.

You feel his warm hand touch yours to stop you.

“Look at me,” he demands. His tone is not rough, but airy and delicate. As if you can break any second.

Which isn’t wrong.

You slowly look up at him, your eyelashes touching the skin underneath your eyebrows, feeling wet, and you sniffle when you meet his sky blue eyes.

He gives you a small smile, his lower lip torn but luckily isn’t bleeding anymore.

His touch lingers against your skin, not moving, but waiting for you to react.

“Are you upset with me? Because… because I punched him?” His voice sounds scared, like a small child waiting to get punished. Your eyes go wide, shaking your head, “Of course I’m not. I’m not upset with you… I’m upset with him.”

His eyes soften at your reply, he sighs lowly, and gives you a weak smile.

You feel love in his stare, your heart feeling heavy, but you wrap your fingers in his and pull his palm to your lips. You kiss his hands gently, leaving red lip stains, and he closes his eyes by your gesture.

“I’m here for you,” he whispers and reciprocates your gesture by doing the same.

You pout, lower lip trembling, and you know he’s being honest.

“I know,” you express, wiping away a fallen tear, and meeting his gaze.

“I know we are still taking this relationship slow… going at your pace.. But if you need space,” he pauses for a moment, his hand tightening his hold on yours, and he continues, “I’ll understand.”

You shake your head, “I don’t want space. Not from you. Never from you.” You try your best to explain to him with all honesty in your tone.

“Then please talk to me,” he begs.

You slowly nod your head, “I’m sorry.”

“Don’t apologize, baby. I just want to know what’s going on in your pretty little head.” He kisses your inner forearm.

“Tonight was…” you trail off.

“Overwhelming,” he states with a sigh and you nod.

“I…” you start and he only waits for you to continue. Your gulp down the lump in your throat, your dress feeling itchy against your skin, and you sigh.

“I know I don’t really speak about him to you.. just during the times it’s needed. And.. and maybe I should have spoken about him more to you. But I was just trying to put my past with him behind me. Because I want a future with you,” you lock eyes with him, his eyes soften, “I’m being one hundred percent truthful right now.. I-I want a future with you. Only you. But…”

You whimper, “But a part of me… a part of me feels guilty. Guilt for staying there and listening to his stupid words. Not being over him. Over Harry.” His name feels foreign leaving your lips.

“Not being over him in the way of not being over what he did to me,” you state.

“He hurt me… he hurt me more than anybody ever has. He loved me one day… and then… and then he left me the next. It blindsided me. How.. how can someone do that to another person?” Your eyebrows crinkling together because you’re finally letting out every single thought you’ve had for the past almost two years.

Your boyfriend caresses your hand slowly, encouraging you to continue.

“I couldn’t think straight for months. I couldn’t… I couldn’t eat. I couldn’t sleep… I had to basically build myself up from scratch from the day he left me. It never got easier. I just had to move on. Just… just like that. I had to move on from being happy and engaged to the person I believed was the love of my life… to suddenly living alone, not engaged anymore… and then hearing he was with the one person I used to admire.”

You feel warm tears falling down your cheeks, you notice your boyfriend hesitating on getting up to comfort you, but you place your other hand on top of his to hold him down instead. You need to speak without being comforted right now. His touch was all you needed right now to feel safe.

“I remember when I saw that photo of him with her at that wedding…” a rush of sadness rushes through your body, “I was shocked. I was truthfully blindsided. Blindsided by everything because I couldn’t believe it. He had left me…left me… for the director of the movie we both starred in.”

You let out a burst of laughter because you couldn’t believe it. Even saying it out loud felt crazy.

“Can you believe them?” Your laugh turns into sobs.

“I hate that he still has this power over me. I hate that he can still make a cry like a fucking baby,” you seethe out.

“I hate how he made me feel tonight,” you cry out in a whimper.

“I hate how he did that to me. I would have never done that. I just.. I-I just don’t understand.”

Your boyfriend decides then to get up, not letting go of your hand, he pulls you up into his arms, holding you in as you cry, wrapping his arms over you, you cry into his chest, finally letting go of all the suppressed anger and tears you had been holding in since you didn’t know how long.

He kisses your forehead, placing his hands on your cheeks, and pulls your chin up to wrap his lips against yours. Your salty tears mix into the kiss, but he doesn't care. He kisses you deeply, showing you how much he loves you with his actions, even if you both haven’t said the three words out loud yet, you can feel it all around you, and you hold him tightly against you.

You pray that he’ll never let you go.

15 hours earlier…

You had intentionally avoided getting to Venice on time because you simply did not want to be in the press conference with Harry and her.

Your assistant, Ellie, told Olivia after many messages and calls to Ellie’s cell phone that you would not be attending. You made the excuse that you were too busy filming another movie in a secure location to attend the event that early.

But yet, here you were… arriving right after the press conference had started with a big smile on your face and Sebastian by your side.

You held onto Sebastian’s hand tightly as you waved at the paparazzi snapping millions of photos of you two. You were a bit nervous at entering Italy with Sebastian since you two have been official for a while now, but you needed him by your side today.

Sebastian only held you close, giving his dazzling smile to the photographers, and you soon made it to your hotel.

You both walked into your shared suite, kicking off your heels, and throwing yourself onto the king sized bed.

You let out a loud laugh when Sebastian plops on top of you, giggling as you kiss his lips, gasping out, “Get off of me, you big teddy bear!”

He lets out a laugh into your neck, kissing you there, and gets up. He starts unbuttoning his breezy button down, kicking off his shoes, and lays down next to you in only his tight briefs. You get up and do the same, wanting to cuddle with his naked skin, before you have to get ready for the night.

Your body intertwines with his, easily and as if it’s second nature, and he holds you against his chest while his hand goes into your hair to play the strands. You inhale his sweet scent, feeling warm and safe, and cuddle into him.

His chest moves up steadily, your nails grazing up and down, and you both lay there silently.

“Are you nervous?”

You look up at him, adjusting yourself to face him, “A little.” You reply honestly, not bothering to hide that you are.

He nods, “I’ll be there the entire time.”

You kiss his cheek before kissing his lips, “I know. Thank you for coming.”

“Of course, my love.”

You guys are able to cuddle for maybe two hours before you are rudely interrupted by multiple people waiting outside of your hotel room.

“It’s time,” he whispers, placing a kiss on your forehead, squeezing your shoulders, and you swiftly get up. You wrap yourself in the hotel robe and Sebastian does the same.

You open the door to your team which they all pile in carrying multiple bags and pull in a rack which is holding your covered dress and Sebastian's tuxedo.

You sit in the chair, anxiously waiting for your team to start, and Sebastian smiles at you from the bed. Which he’s sitting on and admiring you. His eyes twinkled underneath the lights. Your heart flutters at the sight of him.

Your team gets to work and you slowly daze out, letting your team pamper you, and you feel light as they work on you. You let yourself relax into the chair, closing your eyes to let them work on you, and you hear Sebastian playing your favorite music from his phone.

Your makeup team had decided on doing a light makeup look, with a bold cherry red lip, and your hair was styled away from your face. Azkiel, your hairstylist, had styled it into curls that fell down your back. He sprayed down your loose strands and gave a kiss to the air when he saw his finished product.

“You look beautiful, my dear.” He gives you a smile as he steps aside to let yourself look into the mirror.

You smile slightly as you look at yourself in the mirror, feeling prideful at how beautiful you look, and you tilt your head side to side to admire the work they did on you.

You look at Sebastian, who is coming out of the restroom in his all black suit, and give him a big smile. His eyes melt when he sees you.

“Beautiful,” he says with a wink and his signature smile.

You stand up to change, your assistant Ellie follows you into the bathroom to help you, and you pull off your robe. Ellie has seen you naked plenty of times since she’s been with you for years now.

You still blush as you take off your robe, Ellie rolls her eyes at you, and laughs. “I’ve seen you naked how many times, babe?”

“Stop it,” you say flustered as she helps you into your dress.

You stand in front of the mirror, adjusting the front, while Ellie hooks the neck part together, fixing your hair, and zips up the zipper at your waist.

You adjust your breasts at the open neckline which falls to above your naval, smiling to yourself because you feel sexy, and Ellie lets out a low whistle.

“You look hot,” she states with a big smile. You put on your simple pair of diamond earrings, your favorite silver rings, and smile at her.

“Thanks,” you breathe out, starting to feel nervous, and Ellie opens the door for you to go back into the room.

Sebastian is fixing his hair in the mirror when he notices you come out, his eyes go wide, and he twirls back to face you.

You walk up to him, smiling, and he sets his hands on your exposed back.

“You look breath-taking,” he says, placing a kiss on your cheek gently, and goes back to admiring you.

“Yeah?” You ask, beaming up at him. He steps aside to allow you to stand in front of him and you both look at your reflection in the mirror. You sigh happily as you fluff your dress out, admiring the deep neckline, the side of your breasts showing from the opening, and you love it. You love the way it hugged your curves and the red lips complimented the dress perfectly.

“Always.”

You smile with a hum, sitting down to slip your feet into your black heels, and Sebastian bends down to help you strap them around your ankle.

He kisses the inside of your ankle, shivers run down your back, and you shake your head at him. Once he’s done, you stand up in front of him. You mess with the tulle of your dress, pressing down, “You don’t think it’s too out there?” Your insecurity is peaking out slightly.

“Never. You’re the lead actress. This film is all about you, honey.”

You nod at his words, shoving down the insecurity, and holding your head up high.

“Ready?” Ellie asks, exiting the bathroom in her own black dress, it’s simple but elegant, and she still looks beautiful. Her beautiful blonde bob framed her heart face perfectly. You think she looks beautiful.

“You look lovely,” you say to her and she brushes you off, her cheeks tinting pink.

“Thank you, hun. We’re running late, let’s go.” She walks hastily in the room in her heels, grabbing all the important stuff, shoving it into her purse, and you roll your eyes.

You don’t feel rushed. “There’s no rush, Ellie belly. Who cares if we’re late?”

Sebastian lets out a laugh, placing his hand on your open back, and you both walk out to the awaiting black SUV.

The ride to the red carpet is a quiet one, your nerves filling you up, and Sebastian knows. He knows without you saying anything and simply holds your hand in his to ground you.

You soon arrive infront of the red carpet, you peer out of the window, and see that everybody has already arrived. You see them all walking down the red carpet, posing for photos, and the paparazzi is going crazy. All you see is bright flashes and loud screams from all the fans. You gulp at the sight.

Sebastian kisses the inner corner of your wrist, you turn to look at him, and give him a weak smile.

“I’m going to get off now, baby.” You nod at him, letting out a shaky breath, “I’ll be waiting for you at the end.”

He leans in to kiss your lips softly to not ruin your lipstick. You hum in content.

Ellie knocks on the window once Sebastian pulls away and they both exit the SUV.

Ellie waits on the edge of the red carpet for you while Sebastian walks the red carpet with his sensational smile on his face.

Your heart warms as you watch him pose for a couple photos and you can hear the screams. He’s a big actor and you know people will know you’re coming next since he’s here already.

You grip your hands together, slightly shaking as you feel like you might vomit, and you quickly check your make up in your compact mirror. You smile to check if you have any lipstick stains and adjust your dress one last time.

This was your first time at the Venice Film Festival and you closed your eyes for a second to relax. You brush off the nerves and knock on the window.

As soon as the door opens, you hear the screaming and the chanting of your name. The flashing of the cameras always blind you, but you step out of the car with a smile on your face.

You adjust your dress while Ellie adjusts the back of it to make sure it’s perfect.

You pose for the cameras in front of you and you walk down the red carpet. You hold your head up high, the smile never leaving your face, and happiness is almost bursting from your chest.

You stand proud as you walk the carpet, waving at the fans that are trying to get your attention, and make your way towards them.

You smile for different cameras, sign different things for your fans, and speak to a couple of them.

You even do an interview with someone in Italian for the festival. One of the questions made you laugh when he said to you, “Your role was so inspirational.”

“Really? What was so inspirational about it?” You asked with a sweet smile, battling your eyelashes at him.

The poor man flushed furiously and stumbled with his words after that.

You had even made a comment about how it was inspiring to say no on and off the screen.

“How did you feel about the feminine power your director insisted the movie is about?”

You burst out into a giggle, covering your mouth with your hand, and you look at him with a dazed look.

“Feminist empowerment? Maybe misogynistic empowerment, I believe. Not too sure what she's on about, honestly. But maybe the director has a different view point.” You say with a shrug and a sly smile.

The interview ended soon after that, but you didn’t mind one bit.

You soon make your way stop at the end of the paparazzi photo line up.

You pose in different angles and you can hear different paparazzi shouting for Sebastian to come stand next to you. Everybody wanting to have the first official photo of you two in public.

You peer at Sebastian, only looking at him, and avoiding everybody else for the moment. He’s shaking his head no to the paparazzi until he sees you looking at him. You wave your hand at him to join you and he breaks out into a smile.

You both melt into each other. Your arm landing on his back, his arm wrapping around your waist, and you place your free hand on his chest. Melting into his side with a beaming smile.

You couldn’t wait to see these photos online and to frame one.

You both pull away when you think they’ve gotten enough. You turn to the awaiting cast members, laughing loudly when you see them all with their cameras photo yelling at you to pose for them, you jokingly pose crazily for them, Sebastian laughing along with you, and you feel so happy seeing all your DWD cast members.

Chris Pine on his knees taking pictures of you with a disposable camera, Nick Kroll right next to him snapping shots with his iPhone, and Gemma laughing loudly behind them.

You and Sebastian say hello to them all. Gemma and Sebastian catching up since they are both Marvel actors and speaking about their next movie.

Chris is the last one you see, he wraps his arms around you, and squeezes you tightly in his arms. He always treated you so well. As if you were a daughter to him, always giving you advice when you asked, and even checking up on you constantly since DWD filming ended. Him knowing personally about the situation that occurred after filming finished. He absolutely hated Olivia and Harry with the same passion as you.

Your heart was bursting with happiness at merely being close to him again. “You are a gem!” You beam at his compliment as you both fall easily into a conversation about what you both had been up too. Him complimenting you on ‘Fresh’ and saying you did phenomenal.

You even take photos with the cast members with Chris and Gemma standing on your side, not allowing Harry and Olivia to get close to you.

You had never been more thankful for them than you were right now.

You all disbursed after the photos and went back to your previous conversation with Chris.

In the corner of your eyes, you can see Harry and Olivia hovering around. You try your best to avoid their eyes. You can see Harry staring at Sebastian with a disdained look. You didn’t even look at them long enough to take notice of what they were wearing.

Sebastian avoids them as well, not bothering to turn their way, and once his conversation finishes with Gemma, he walks back towards you and says hello to Chris. You and Sebastian talk quietly amongst each other, smiling and giggling together, and then you see Olivia walking towards you from behind him.

Your face falls slightly which causes Sebastian to stop mid sentence and turns slightly to look behind him.

He spots Olivia walking towards you with a big smile on her face, Harry walking behind her, your eyes widen when Sebastian looks back at you, your mouth frowning at the sight of her, and Sebastian moves to cover you quickly.

Your eyes met his and you feel furious at the fact that she’s even coming towards you guys. Your hands grip onto his as you think about the audacity she has coming towards you.

Fuck her. Everything went downhill after you accepted the lead role for her fucking movie.

You see Olivia right behind Sebastian about to say something, but you quickly wrap your arm into Sebastian’s and walk away from her.

You look back at her, angrily, and watch in satisfaction as her face falls. Chris notices the situation and falls into step walking behind you with Gemma to create more distance between you and them as you all walk inside with you leading. Not even having to say a word to them, not even a look, and they just knew.

You ignore the icy stare you feel from Harry. Not even looking at him either.

You wrap your arm around Sebastian tighter as you walk into the theater lobby. You huddle with him in a corner with Chris, Gemma, Nick, and his wife. You all carry conversation before going into the theater.

You watch Olivia and Harry make their way into the theater first. Your eyes meet Harry’s for a brief moment because you look away and peer up at Sebastian. He’s smiling at Chris at something he said, but his hand never leaves your skin. Always holding your shoulder or your waist, or simply your fingertips in his.

You cuddle into his side, feeling content, and soon the staff is letting you know it’s time to go watch the movie.

Chris and Gemma go in first while Sebastian holds your waist to walk in front of him. You walk inside, Sebastian kissing your cheek as he goes to sit in the row behind you, and you follow Chris to your seat.

You stop as you see your name next to Harry who is sitting next to Olivia. They both look at you. Harry’s face shows no emotion while Olivia is smiling at you. You avoid their eyes, looking at Chris for help, and he shuffles to the seat next to Harry.

He looks at the names on the seats, rips off your name and falls into the chair with a loud huff.

Harry looks at him with a raised eyebrow and is about to speak, but then Chris says, “They must have made a mistake.” Harry purses his lips and looks away from him.

You mouth a thank you and squeeze his shoulder in appreciation. You sit down next to him as Gemma sits next to you. Along with the rest of the cast.

You peer behind you to smile at Sebastian, he smiles back, and places his hand on your shoulder to give you a gentle squeeze.

Soon enough the movie begins and you have to avoid cringing in your seat. Not because of the movie itself but because you feel awkward watching yourself in this movie with Harry.

It wasn’t how you felt with Sebastian when you watched Fresh together at the premiere. You had watched it side by side, smiling and laughing together, and you felt happy the entire time.

Now you feel weird watching the scenes with Harry kissing you and the sex scenes make you peer at Sebastian every time.

All he does is smirk at you and give you a wink. Never making you feel awful that he’s watching this. You know in his mind this movie is just you acting. But you know this movie is a movie you did with your fiancée at the time. It feels awful because you really did love Harry throughout the entire thing.

You try to black out the whole movie. When the standing ovation is happening, you smile at everybody, staying until the end of it, and once the clapping stops.. you hurry out the theater. Waiting for Sebastian at the entrance and you both walk out to the awaiting care.

Sebastian pulls you into a heated kiss in the car, wrapping his arms around your waist, and mumbles into your ear, “You did amazing, baby. A fucking amazing actress.”

Your driver drives you both to the secluded after party that’s happening at a rented out venue that was for the entire cast, crew, and the attending DWD crowd.

You pull away from Sebastian’s lips, panting, and you wipe his pouting lips with your thumb. He pulls your thumb into his mouth, sucking slowly, and you moan at his gestures.

“Stop it,” you tease him with a giggle.

Soon enough you were both at the after party, enjoying yourself with all your cast members. Olivia and Harry were secluded on their own, speaking to different members, but it was an unspoken rule that you were not interacting with them at all.

You were already a couple drinks in when you whispered to Sebastian that you were going to go to the backyard of the venue for a breather. He asks you if you want him to come with you, but you shake your head no and kiss his lips.

You stand by the glowing lights that illuminate from the pool, sipping on your drink, and enjoying the quietness around you. Enjoying this peaceful moment.

You almost jump out of your bones when you hear someone speak behind you.

“You look lovely.”

“Jesus!” You yell out with a hand on your chest, frightened slightly by Harry’s voice, and you twirl around to look at him.

You finally look at him for the first time tonight. He’s still wearing a suit, but his hair is messed up and he has a buzzed look on his face. The buzzed look of his when he’s had too much to drink for the night.

You sip on your drink as you look at him. Not ready for whatever he’s going to say. You twirl the liquid in its glass as you wait for him to say something.

“You’ve moved on, huh?”

You roll your eyes, scoffing “Give me a break, Harry. Of course I’ve moved on. You did before we even broke up.”

Harry’s face falls, his lips turning down into a frown, “I’m sorry. I’m so sorry, Y/N.” He steps closer to you, but you don’t move. You only stare at him with a sad look.

You gulp down the rest of your drink, warmth filling your belly, and your skin feels hot.

“You know… I’m really happy with Sebastian. I can honestly see a future with him. As crazy.. as crazy as it may sound. I-I do, I really do. I never…” you pause, Harry listening to you intently, “I never thought I would move on from you.” You snort a laugh as you say that out loud.

“I always thought it would be me and you, you know? We had our entire future figured out.” Your eyes narrow at his, “But you had to fuck it up, Harry.”

Harry drops his glass onto the grass nearby and steps even closer to you, “I did, too.” He admits, “I wish.. I wish I hadn’t fucked it all up. I… I don’t know why I did what I did. I was an idiot. I'm still an idiot… I, fuck, I never thought I would ever look at someone else.. ever.. when I was with you… you were it.”

Suddenly, his hands are gripping yours. You furr your eyebrows at him, trying to tug your hands out of his hold, but he doesn’t budge.

“If we could go back, would you give me another shot?” His eyes wide, looking at you, and you part your mouth open in shock.

“I still love you so much,” he admits and you want to slap him. “I’m so in love with you. It kills me to see you with him. It drives me insane. I-I wish I could go back.. I want to go back and change what I did,” tears fill his eyes, “I want you. I need you.”

He reaches down to try and kiss you, you instantly pull back quickly, trying to shove him off of you, “Get off me! What are you doing?!” You try to push him off, his hands gripping your wrist tightly, and you cry out as his lips touch yours harshly.

You can’t believe this is happening.

His lips move roughly against yours, tugging your hands away from his tight hold, but he doesn’t budge. You open your mouth to cry out, but he forcefully pushes his tongue inside of your mouth. Tequila fills your taste buds and tears fill your eyes.

You manage to pull away from him, crying, and trying to shove him away from you still.

“Harry, stop!! Harry, please stop!” You yell out as he drunkenly tries to kiss you again.

For the first time, you feel scared of him. You have never been scared of Harry before. You’re trying to shove him off, the pain of your nails breaking against his chest feels like nothing compared to the fear you feel right now, and you wonder how you got here.

In what world were you afraid of Harry?

You want Sebastian.

Where is he?

In an instant, Harry is ripped away from you and punched in the face. Harry tumbles to his side, mumbling profanities as he almost falls down to the cemented floor, and you step back quickly.

“Ohmygod!” You cry out covering your mouth as you see Sebastian punching his face, furiously and angrily, and now there’s a crowd forming around them in shock.

Gemma wrapping her arms around you to comfort you when she notices you crying, Harry punching Sebastian, his lip splitting open, Olivia watching in shock and trying to figure out what is happening.

“Don’t ever fucking touch her again!!” Sebastian yells at Harry as he pulls his fist back to punch him again, gripping him by his coat, and Harry’s right eye is swelling shut now.

You cry out his name, Sebastian throwing Harry to the ground with a big shove, and he quickly turns to you. Blood rushed down his split lip and down his neck slightly. You cry harder at the sight of him being hurt.

He pulls you out of Gemma's embrace, wrapping his arms around you, holding you tight, one hand in your hair, and the other holding you close. He’s kissing your head repeatedly and whispering that it’s okay. That you’re safe now in his arms.

“Let’s go,” he says as he holds you in his arms, hidden away from all the confused stares, and you suddenly feel someone pulling you away from his arms.

You yelp as you see Olivia holding your arm in hers, angry eyes, “What did you do?!”

You pull your hand out of her hold and instantly slap her hard. The smack is heard by everyone and it’s instantly quiet aside from the gasps around you.

She’s holding her cheek in pain, tears filling her eyes because of it, Harry is stumbling to his feet watching you two in shock, his nose bleeding, and you shove Olivia away from you.

“Get the fuck away from you, you homewrecking bitch!” You yell at her loudly and see red. You feel rage seeing her, your heartbeat racing in anger now, and you feel flushed from your neck down.

“Don’t fucking touch me ever again, you stupid bitch.” You spat at her, wrapping your arms around Sebastian, and you both exit the venue quickly. Paparazzi snapping shots of you, a million questions coming your way, ignoring them all, you both hide your faces as you walk to the car quickly, and you both sigh loudly as you relax into the seats.

You cry into your hands. Not believing what had just happened.

Sebastian pulls you into his lap, the driver putting the partition up when he notices you're sitting on his lap, arms wrapped around him, and he wipes away your tears.

You thump away the blood from his lips, kissing him gently, he tries not to hiss at the pressure he feels, and kisses you back slowly.

“Did he hurt you?” His blue eyes fill with worry, lips frowning.

You kiss his cheeks, shaking your head slightly. “You saved me,” you whisper, placing your forehead against his.

“You’re safe with me,” he says in a low voice, arms wrapping around you.

You nuzzle yourself into him, letting yourself relax in his arms, “I know.”

#harry styles x fem!reader #harry styles x y/n #harry styles x reader #harry styles x you #harry styles angst #harry styles writing #harry styles fanfiction #harry styles fan fic #harry styles au #harry styles imagine #harry styles #powerau #sebastian stan x you #sebastian stan x reader #sebastian stan

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gar6agef1r3 · 2 years

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𝐆𝐡𝐨𝐬𝐭 𝐎𝐟 𝐘𝐨𝐮

𝐒𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: He is falling apart. Everyday he feels as though there is a piece of himself missing. When he’s not on stage Elvis locks himself away his head deteriorating with each passing second and the only thing he has left is you…

𝐏𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠: Austin!Elvis x fem!reader

𝐍𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐬/𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: Rewatched Elvis today and needed to get another sad blurb out, because as good as this movie is it always puts me in the saddest pit of my existence. Also needed a little break from cranking out the requests I have but I needed to post something. I hope this will hold ya’ll over until I can get out my next spicy fic which I should be finishing up here in a bit

The couch swallowed up his frail body, the silk robe lazily draped over it to keep him covered. His blood shot sunk in eyes gazed up at the dark ceiling. Glazed over he blinked ever so slowly tears falling from the corners of his eyes and slipping down the sides of his face. The things he said on the International stage played over and over in his mind. Elvis had never felt more like a caged animal in his life performing just like a circus act day and night.

Rolling over onto his side, his right arm dropped over the edge of the couch. His sensitive skin brushing against the rough carpet below. Looking into the sciatic pictured screen before him he inhaled deeply. His lungs let out the breath of air in a shaky unsteady manner. Slowly he ran the tips of his fingers through the shag carpet below, gooseflesh spreading across his body at the feel.

Closing his heavy tired eyelids the persistent ringing in his ears began to flatten. A new sound drifted in. It was soft and sweet, it held the most heavenly feeling Elvis had ever felt. With each passing second the sound became more prominent and the voice he heard was clearer. “Take this heart I offer you…” your voice sang to him. Your gentle arms wrapped around him and held him close as your fingers raked through his longer dark hair.

“Then you’ll be forever young and beautiful to me.” he whispered, reaching both his arms out to wrap around your waist. Opening his eyes slowly he was met with the image of you. “Hi baby.” you called to him, your hand moving down to grace the skin of his cheek. Shakily he picked himself up a bit moving in closer to you. Feeling exerted from just that slight movement he pressed his cheek against your chest. His ear placed firmly to the middle, your heart beat thumped inside his ueasy head.

You slunk your arms around him pulling him in closer to you and holding him tightly. Elvis took your right hand and carefully brought it up to his mouth. Gingerly he pressed his chapped lips against the delicate skin on the back of your hand holding it there for a second. Pulling away he held your hand against the side of his face. You smiled down at him running the pad of your thumb over his cheek, his head rising and falling with your chest. “I miss you…” he said, his voice sounding hoarse and rough.

“I miss you. We miss you. Elvis…” he picked his head up to look up at you. Peering down at him your gentle face never faltered. You kept a soft composed smile against your lips, your eyes full of love. You looked just like you did the first day you met. So young and from a time where things were simple, when the two of you would spend hours listening to music and talking. “I’m in trouble Y/N… I-I’m so lost it’s like I don’t even know who I am anymore. Just some shell of a man I used to be.” he confessed his eyes never faltering from your gaze.

His heart wretched when you didn’t say anything back. Tears began to prick at his eyes threatening to fall from his waterlines. Pressing his face into your chest he inhaled shakily letting out a choked sob. You gently brushed the back of his head with your hand closing your eyes as you comforted him. “Elvis, I have to go.” you said your calm demeanor still laced in your words. “No, no y/n please… baby stay with me a little longer.” he begged, his voice cracking as he spoke into your skin.

Slowly picking his head up you looked him in the eye holding his face in your hands. “I’ll always be with you.” you said sweetly leaning in to press your lips against his forehead. Sniffling he held onto your wrists pressing into your touch. Slowly he opened his eyes and met with the black and gray pixelated television screen. His hand still tangled into the carpet below. Clenching his jaw he pulled his hand back up close to his chest slowly pulling his knees up to meet them.

#austin butler fic #elvis 2022 #elvis fic #elvis movie #elvis x reader #austin butler elvis #austin butler fanfiction #austin butler x reader #austin butler x you #elvis presley #sad little elvis things #i’m bawling

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subzeroparade · 1 year

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(long post ahead sorryyyyyy)

Some process shots at the request of @lizteaart :)

(sorry in advance - I was not struck with any impulse for originality, so you get these two posh mfs looking dumb and pretty.)

This is not meant to be a guide by any means, just a glimpse at how I (generally) build up paint and then colour correct. I work the same way unless I’m trying to achieve a particular style for practice or effect (like this piece, in which I strictly followed lineart and hated every second of it; or the Byrgenwerth portraits, done completely in greyscale and coloured with custom gradient maps).

I work in Clip Studio because there’s something about the colour blending that feels extra buttery, but I used to work in Photoshop; all of this applies cross-software anyway.

Step 1: lineart. If I’m not working stylistically for clean lineart, I leave it pretty loose. I almost always change things around while I’m colouring. I have about 3-4 rounds of progressive lineart until I’m happy (in a loose watercolour brush).

Step 2: I will have the lineart on multiply so I can work under it for a while. I sometimes (but not always) block in some rough colour underneath just for extra texture and in case I need to clip to layer later. I also put down a tentative palette (skin in this case) just so I can have a range for the colour dropper. I add and subtract from the palette while I work - but it also prevents things from getting too muddy, which can happen if you’re exclusively selecting colours from inside the work itself.

Step 3: (sorry, the screenshot is super small here) I do a VERY rough blocking in of colour just to see if things make sense (and so I don’t have to change my mind so much later). These are clipped to the colour-block layer from the previous image to save time. Sometimes I duplicate these layers and play around in modes to increase saturation, contrast, etc. Here I left them as is cause I’m going for a colouring style that’s a little more subtle.

Step 4 ad infinitum: refining. Here I’m starting with the skin and hair, since the focus of my work is always the character’s face. I try to work in a way that’s non-destructive: every time I establish a baseline of good build-up, I create a new layer and work on top of that. That way, if I over-render or muck something up, I can just delete that layer, and the previous state will still exist. In this work, I deleted at least one layer of rendering from both their faces, because at some point I felt like I’d over-rendered or lost some nice texture or good shape definition. But I still had whatever acceptable state saved beneath. I merge them as I go so they don’t get to be too many.

I’m trying to build a pretty smooth surface of skin here, which is a new thing for me, since I used to render with heavier, more textured brushes. Here I’m using about 3 different watercolour brushes. I work soft-hard-soft-hard: softening and blending, adding hard edges, and then going again until it looks somewhat convincing. I try to colour select as much pure colour from the palette so it doesn’t get too muddy, and I also like injecting some unexpected colour here and there, especially in shadows, like cyans, for a little more life.

Step 5: By now, I’ve started layering above the lineart. I only do this when I feel the facial structures are solid enough that I don’t need it anymore. But the lineart layers are still there, beneath, if I ever need to go back to it as a guide.

I also add a very low opacity gradient map at this step, for little more interesting saturation, and continue to work above it. I go back and forth between skin and hair so I don’t spend too much time on one thing, and give my brain a break to come back and notice things I would otherwise glaze over. I try not to over-render and still leave lots of evidence of painterly gesture.

Closeup of the hair from base to almost-rendered. I add a sharpen filter to the hair often to get parts of it a little visually crispier.

Step 6: the exact same thing but with fabric/armour/whatever. I mix my watercolour brushes with bulkier, meatier brushes for textile, since I can’t be arsed to render clothes with the same care as I do skin. These are the types I use (folks can DM/anon if they want the brush names, I have a million different sets and use maybe…ten).

The chalice midway through render.

At this stage I will let it sit for a while longer. Whether it’s done is debatable and usually up to personal preference - you can render till kingdom come if you want something more realistic, but you might lose some lovely, sensitive evidence of gesture or interesting accidents. I also highly encourage playing with gradient maps if that’s something of stylistic interest. A good gradient map can do a bunch of things - change the whole temperature of a piece, push back certain details and pull others forward, etc (example here - this particular gradient didn’t suit what I was looking for, but it still manages to be visually interesting).

I usually come back and nitpick a few things before moving it into Photoshop where I’ll do colour management - another gradient map, fixing saturation/vibrancy, selective colour, etc - and anything structural that I may need liquify for. Then I’ll sharpen it one more time, slap a noise gradient on it if it feels like it needs some extra texture, and try not to hate it right after saving it LOL.

(I'll probably come back to this a few more times before posting something that feels more "finished").

Sorry for the long post - and hope this was helpful (•‿•)

#ask #wip #painting process #bloodborne #laurence the first vicar #ludwig the holy blade #digital painting #amateur hour

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haechanhues · 1 month

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chapter twenty : johnny suh

S I D E : A

word count : 1k

warnings : none tho includes alcohol.

It had been a rather rough day today, you were texting Sicheng earlier that day and only talked about Hendery without actually mentioning him and the attempt of subtlety had you more annoyed at him whilst both Haechan and Mark who were usually present at parties like this had ditched to attend a double date. Chenle visiting his friends instead.

“Hey,” A girl with pretty long hair put herself in front of you, staring at you with concern in her eyes, “You alright? Do you feel sick?”

“Uh, I’m okay,” You say, even though everything about your face reveals that nothing is okay.

“Min,” She hisses to another girl clearly enjoying her vodka with a crazy straw, “Where’s Johnny?”

“Why?” Min asks, unbothered and only a little concerned by your nonchalant face.

“I’m gonna bring her to his room but I want to ask first.”

“You’ve never made an effort before.”

“Well he ripped into me last time, you should know! You were there-”

“Okay, okay, Yuqi you don’t need to yell, I’m drunk not blind.”

Yuqi curses to herself, promising to never let Minnie touch another vodka and cranberry ever again. Not while she’s there to look after her, anyways.

“Just use it, I’ll go find him,” Minnie decides before wandering off with her empty glass and Yuqi wants to trust her, she does but she finds you need her more than Johnny does right now so she leads you to his room and sits you on his bed, happy to find the older man had cleaned his room.

Yuqi sits you on the bed, checking your face for anything in your gaze before she kneels in front of you, “I’m gonna get you some water, okay? It’ll make you feel better.”

You nod, though you feel a little better just being somewhere quiet and watch as Yuqi hurries outside to retrieve you some water. You miss the scent on her clothes as soon as she leaves and you sit silently.

Patiently.

Until you’re no longer patient anymore. You figure she must have got caught up, or in the ‘worst’ case scenario forgot about you.

You stand, looking around at the room you’re in, figuring the best way to let time pass by is to have a little nosy around. It’s a clean boy room, with cool neon lights framing a bit of his bed and the faintest smell of cologne.

Narrowing your eyes you peek curiously through his array of photos lined up against each other, showcasing his life and his personality.

In fact, one of his friends looks exactly like Moon Taeil, strangely enough.

“Uh- hi?” A deep voice frightens you so much that you look even more guilty, caught in the act and looking way too much like a deer in headlights to be innocent.

“I’m not stealing anything!”

The man laughs, “I didn’t think you were. You lost?”

“Uh no- I’m uh- waiting for Yuqi-”

He curses, “Fucking Yuqi, always bringing strays into my room-”

Your eyebrows raise to which he laughs good naturedly, “Nothing to take offence over, really. At least you’re not fucking her.”

You giggle, “I’m not. She’s getting me a water, and I- I think you’re the one that Min had to tell I was coming here-”

Johnny snorts, “Yeah, right. I’m Johnny by the way.”

“Y/N.”

“So, “ Johnny sighs, laying down next to you with his arms supporting his neck, “Why are you here in the quiet instead of the rager downstairs?”

“Honestly, I can’t be bothered,” You admit, your chin held by the back of your hand. Johnny finds it endearing, how comfortable you’re getting with him. While sober. It’s kind of nice…the change.

Johnny chuckles, “I hope you’re bothered enough to tell me. I need some new gossip.”

“Hmm,” You pretend to think hard, “It depends, are you going to tell people?”

“Nah,” Johnny scoffs, “Even if I did…they’re all drunk and terrible conversationalists. I mean- you’ve met Minnie.”

You start your story with a short cough to clear your throat and it’s an unveiling filled with every boy that has made your life. Your friends. Even Minnie and Yuqi to which he was glad to add his own comments about.

You appreciate the way his eyes widen, and how he lets out a dramatic inhale of breath at every climax of your stories. He even scoots closer to you, in love with your storytelling and the complete gossip he’s getting from you right this minute.

Minnie, who’s behind the door listening, appreciates it just as much. She wants to keep you. Just so she can see what happens next.

“And Hendery? Are you still in love with him?”

You shrug, “Yeah- but like I can’t be that in love with him if I like other people, right?”

“Not necessarily, consider this...you’re a single girl, in a new town, living her life and learning about the world and it just so happens that you end up liking some of the people you connect with,” Johnny advises, looking very ‘shrink’ as he watches the information process in your brain.

“But I don’t know if what I feel for Hendery is love…still love. He even said I should move on.”

“So? Are you moving on? And if so, are you moving on for the right reasons?”

“Right reasons?”

“Although I love a revenge plot, it won’t work for you in this case. It’s just pettiness.”

“Has anyone told you how hot you are?” Your voice diverges into another topic. Since you’ve been thinking about how sexy he is for the past minute…

“Plenty of times.. It doesn’t hurt to hear it again though and usually not when I’m saying something they should listen to….”

“Well then you’re hot,” You confess. Minnie has to roll her eyes as the conversation becomes a little too streaming site clickbait-esque and makes a quick exit, jogging to tell Yuqi the plan of adopting you.

Johnny grins, “Thanks.”

You beam back, “You’re welcome.”

You press a chaste kiss to his lips in gratitude. For the conversation and the advice. Resisting the urge to kiss him again and again.

S I D E : B

THE SERIAL LOVER

in which a girl farewells every boy she’s ever loved (or at least had romantic feelings for) in order to prove that her feelings for one particular boy are very real and unwavering.

chapter twenty : johnny suh

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take4dabloons · 3 months

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Bad Omens

"Well then why didn't you leave?"

"Because that’s what you do when you love somebody. That’s what I do for you because I love you and no matter what you do to me that refuses to leave, no matter how painful. I stay for the good times, and endure the hard times. For you.”

Warnings - Yelling I suppose (It's just capitals)

Word count - 1.3K

Neutral characters (c/n is characters name)

You got out of the car angrily after getting lectured on the tone of voice you used to speak to him just moments prior, slamming the door behind you accidentally.

“And there you go again! For fucks sake y/n. Sick of your shit.” C/n shouted initially before reducing his voice down to a murmur only you could hear for the final blow.

He closed the car door gently behind him.

You stopped, shocked that he was yelling and being so rude.

Taking a deep breath in, you turned around to face him while he locked the car and rubbed a smudge off the window with his sleeve.

“What’s your problem tonight? I didn’t even mean to close it like that and you know it.”

You ask, trying to keep calm, which was becoming increasingly difficult given his cold stare, as if it was obvious why he was upset.

“You never talk to me anymore y/n, and when you do you’re cold and distant. I can never please you no matter what and when we speak you want to argue. I feel like I can’t even be around my own girlfriend anymore because you make me feel awful.”

You look at him silently. Did he really think that?

You continued to speak as the two of you walked into the house.

“Well I’m sorry but it’s not like you’re any better. You don’t even look at me anymore. When you do look at me, it’s right before you throw a discreet insult about my hair, or my makeup, or my clothes. I feel like you don’t even like me anymore.”

The look in his eyes was stoic as he shut the front door, and you could tell he was going to throw something very rough out into the open to cut through whatever skin you had built being in the relationship.

“You feel like I don’t like how you look? Is that why you’re looking elsewhere for attention?”

He threw it at you, and you didn’t quite understand what he was getting at.

“What are you trying to say c/n?”

“I know you love someone else. Why else would you be so cold towards me and make up all these lies about how I don’t like the way you look? Just because you don’t want to be here doesn’t mean I don’t.”

The pain the one statement put you in was incredible.

“Do you really think that lowly of me? Think that I would cheat on you rather than just break it off if I really didn’t want to be here?”

He looked at you, trying to read your expression, searching for the truth in your words he wanted so badly to ignore.

“Maybe. I don’t even know who you are anymore. You’re nothing like how you were when we started dating.”

Every second this went on it broke your heart more. You would never cheat on him, ever.

“C/n, I love you. But I do not recognise the person you’ve become either. You’ve changed, in a way I’m not sure if I like. You never listen to me anymore. You don’t look at me the same way you used to. Fuck- you think I would cheat on you. Are you really that estranged from the person I am that you truly think that of me?”

You felt the need to continue and rant about how he is losing touch with not only himself but also you.

“I don’t know what to think anymore. I feel like if you aren’t getting it from me, who must you be supplementing it with?”

Looking at him felt foreign. This tone, this conversation, all uncharted territory and you hated it. It was uncomfortable and you wish that you could end the talk and just go sleep in your respective separate spaces.

Sleeping in the same bed was just not an option after the fights had started.

Deep down, you felt like he was cheating. Why else would he think you were? Was he trying to pin the blame so he could leave for the new girl and have no judgement placed on him?

“Well if I’m meant to be supplementing your lacking affection with someone else’s, does that not mean you are doing the same? Who have you been fucking c/n? WHO HAVE YOU BEEN FUCKING?”

He turned away, running his hands through his hair as if pulling it out was his only stress reliever.

“Y/n. You’re being ridiculous-“

“I'M BEING RIDICULOUS? YOU ACCUSED ME OF CHEATING! WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH YOU C/N?”

You continued, feeling as if the depth of your words weren’t completely sinking in.

“If you really distrust me that much, maybe we should just break up.”

He turned back to face you, in shock.

“And why would we do that? What would we do without each other?”

The look on his face was unreadable. He stepped closer to you, almost like he needed to cage you in, afraid you would leave.

“We are good. We argue. Then we fight. Then we jump right back to the start again. I can’t do it anymore. It’s been happening for too long and I can’t handle it anymore c/n. It’s not good for you and it’s not good for me. We are stupid for staying together so long. Really, this should’ve ended when we had to sleep in separate spaces because we couldn’t even be in the same bed without arguing. It should’ve ended right then and there, just like my hope for our future.”

He looked up at the roof, clearly trying to fight the tears in his waterline threatening to spill over.

“Well you could’ve left. If you wanted to leave so bad and for us to be over, why didn’t you leave? Why are we still here?”

His words hurt but they were true. Why didn’t you leave?

“We go round the cycle again, we jump back in bed. Because that’s what you do when you love somebody. That’s what I do for you because I love you and no matter what you do to me that refuses to leave, no matter how painful. I stay for the good times, and endure the hard times. For you.”

His face was unreadable. He opened his mouth as of to speak before shutting it and going to speak again, mulling over his own words.

“I don’t know what to do to make us better y/n. I love you with every fibre of my being, but I feel like nothing I do is good enough, and trust me, I really want to be good enough. I want you to want me.”

You could put a list together of the stuff he needed to work on before you would be truly happy, and you’re sure he could make one for you, but that wasn’t what mattered now.

He wanted you, and you wanted him.

No matter what, the two of you were going to make it work.

That was all that mattered.

You walked over to him slowly before he extended his arms and pulled you in tight.

Sobbing into your hair, he apologised.

“I’m so so sorry. I didn’t mean you cheated on me, I know you’re better than that and I’m sorry for ever even making you feel like I didn’t trust you.”

You hold him tighter and listen to the erratic sounds of his breathing.

“Hey hey, it’s alright. I think we can make it work, we will. It’s just going to take some time and some compromise. I love you and I love that you are going to try to me.”

He stopped sobbing, instead just holding you tightly and kissing your hair, pulling you impossibly closer into his chest.

“Do you think maybe- we could try sleeping in the same bed again? My backs really suffering on the couch. It’s okay if you don’t want to. I just think I want to hold you tonight, if that’s okay.”

He asked nervously, as you pulled him closer.

“I think that’s a good start on our new us.”

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strangerthings-01 · 2 years

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Tell me something only you would know

Summary: after seeing Eddie die, you were broken and barely hanging on. It was so hard without the love of your life and knowing you were forced to leave him lying there was eating at you. But when you wake up and see him sitting at your bedside, you are now forced to question everything.

It gets happy then angsty

Warnings: cussing, mentions of blood, yelling, fluff, angst.

Now enjoy and please send me requests!! Also let me know if you want a part two.

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Pain. That was all you felt while you were standing in your bedroom staring at the photos of you and Eddie slid in the crevices of your standing mirror. The memories no longer bringing you joy knowing you won’t ever see him again. You had considered burning them, hoping it would ease your pain. But you knew it wouldn’t and then you would end up forgetting what he looked like. You were already terrified of forgetting his voice because you knew that it would destroy you so you played the voicemail he left on your landline over and over again to ensure that it didn’t happen.

Your fingers lightly brushed over the picture of Eddie holding you from behind and you smiling from ear to ear. Dustin had taken the picture and it was such a sweet memory. But now it felt like everything about him and you was fading. You gulped and walked away before you broke down again. You had work today after missing almost a month. You didn’t want to go back but your sister max had begged you to go back, fearing you being alone would cause more damage.

You had agreed only to not upset her and also because you did need the money. You worked at the video store with Steve and Robin so it was easy to get away with calling off so much. But you knew it wasn’t fair to them either. So here you were, putting on the stupid uniform you were required to where and going to a place where you would be forced to distract yourself from the pain of losing your lover.

“Y/N! Are you getting ready?” Max called from the kitchen of your small trailer. Which was another h painful reminder of Eddie. His trailer was right across from yours and it killed you to see Wayne coming and going every day and no sight of Eddie. He always came over after he was finished working at the car shop and would either just hold you or make love to you. You wiped a tear that fell from your eye and called out to max. “Yes. I’m ready now.” You grabbed your car keys and walked out of your room and to the kitchen where max stood, eyes full of pity.

“Don’t.” You said, annoyance clear in your voice. She furrowed her eyebrows in confusion and went to ask what you meant but you beat her to it. “Don’t use the pity face on me, okay? You’re the one who wanted me to go back. Don’t feel bad for me now that I am.” You grabbed your purse that you always tossed on the table and went to leave. “Hey! You don’t get to get mad at me. I’m sorry okay? I’m sorry this happened to you but I’m your sister. And I’ve been here for you. Don’t lash out. I just want you to be okay.”

You sighed and looked at her. “You’re right. I’m sorry. You have been there for me and I appreciate it. I love you. But max, I won’t be okay for a really long time and you’re just gonna have to accept that…” You frowned and left the trailer, shutting the door behind you. You felt for your younger sister. She was in a rough place too and it seemed she was taking care of you and not the other way around. It wasn’t right but you had no clue what to do anymore. Eddie always guided you whether he knew it or not and now it felt like you were walking down the path where there was no light and no ending. Just a dark void and nothing to look forward to.

You got into your car and started it, letting the cool air hit your face. The radio played automatically and you froze when the song came into earshot. ‘Should I stay or should I go?’ That was your song with Eddie. He was a metal head but he knew you weren’t and so you had compromised on a song you could share and this was it. You broke down and shut off the radio, no longer trying to force your feelings to stay in check.

You took a few deep breaths to calm yourself down and put your car into drive then took off towards work. Maybe this could be a good way to get your mind off things. At least you would hope.

Once you arrived, you pulled into a parking spot and parked the car. You shut your car off and just sat in the drivers seat trying to mentally prepared yourself for the day ahead of you. You took a deep breath and grabbed your things, getting out of the car and heading inside the store.

The bells jingled, announcing your arrival and Steve looked from the counter. “Hello- holy shit Y/N.” He breathed out and smiled as he hopped over the counter and picked you up, engulfing you in a hug. You grunted but wrapped your arms around his neck. “Hi Steve.” You sighed in relief, not realizing how much you missed his arms. Steve was like a brother to you and god did you love him like one. You had barely seen him since everything happened. You had barely seen anyone, telling max to not let anyone in. But now seeing him in person, made you realize how much you need to see people. Being alone really had made it worse.

“Fuck I’ve missed you girl.” He kissed your head and placed you back on the ground. You smiled and looked up at him, hand moving up to ruffle his hair. “I’ve missed you too. I’m so sorry for not reaching out or letting you reach other. I’ve been doing really bad and just couldn’t be around people but I’m ready now.” He shook his head and looked at you softly. “Don’t apologize. You needed time and I understand. You know we’re here for you. Robin!” He yelled towards the back and a crash was heard before Robin came out. “What you asshole?” She said. Her eyes widened when she saw you and she squealed, jumping over the counter the same way Steve had and wrapped you in her arms.

You chuckled and hugged her. “Y’all have a door. Why do you jump over the counter?” Steve shrugged from the side, hands on his hips mom style. “More fun.” You smiled and buried your face in robins neck as she held onto you. Eventually she pulled back and took a look at you. “How you doing babes?” You were brought back to your pained mine and you shrugged causing a sad look to form on robins face. “Um I definitely could be better. I miss him…” your voice cracked but you cleared your throat. You were not going to cry right now.

“Oh honey. I know.” She rubbed your arm and pulled you in for another hug. “I’m so sorry.”You felt Steve placed a hand on your back and you smiled softly knowing you really did have support. You pulled back soon enough and sighed. “Thank you. But I don’t want to dwell. I’m finally back and I just need a distraction. No talk about him while we’re here.” Robin nodded quickly and put her hands up. “Scouts honor. No talk. Let’s get to work then.” She smiled and led you behind the counter and there the day started.

The day had went by much faster than you had hoped. Usually you loved when works days were over so soon but the distraction from him had been relieving to say the least. Heading home was the last thing you wanted to do but you were so exhausted and you just wanted to lie down and sleep. On the way home, thoughts filled your head once again and you gripped the steering wheel trying to calm yourself.

You managed well enough and finally reached the trailer park, parking in your usual spot. You got out and headed straight inside, trying your best to avert your eyes from the trailer you once knew and loved. The remnants of it anyways. Once you stepped inside, you noticed max was gone and you sighed. She had left a note on the fridge that said, ‘went to hang out with the boys. See you later’ You had hoped you would be able to talk to her but that hope vanished, leaving you to just want to sleep. and so you did.

You didn’t bother doing much except brush your teeth and brushed your hair. You removed your uniform and got into your bed, covering your body with the comforter. Sleep came quick and took over your body. Your dreams or rather nightmares were filled with Eddie. Some good and some bad but always in between.

At some point during the night, you felt the bed shift and you groaned softly when a cold sensation crept over your cheek. Your eyes slowly opened and you were met with a large figure with long hair. You gasped and flailed around trying to get away but the covers wouldn’t move from your body. “Shh hey it’s okay.” The deeper voice tried to comfort you. That was not max. You quickly flipped on the light and the scream that left your mouth startled you and him. Eddie was sitting there before you, pale and eyes red but there.

He put his hand over your mouth which was enough to make you realize what that coldness was. “I’m not removing my hand until you promise not to scream.” He said softly. He sounded the same at least. You nodded slowly and he slowly removed his hand making sure you were going to keep your promise. “What the fuck?” You sobbed, relieved yet terrified at the same time. “I watched you die. I-in my arms. You died. You stopped breathing. H-how?” He grabbed your hands but you yanked them away which resulted in him giving you a sad look. “Baby I know you’re scared but let me explain. Please my love.”

“How do you even explain this? Why has it taken you this long to come back if you were alive? I’ve been mourning you and you’ve been alive this entire time!?” You slapped him and he pursed his lips. “Ow.” He stated simply and looked at you . “If you let me explain, I swear to you I will tell you everything. Because yes I’ve been alive for a little but I couldn’t find a way out baby. But god I’ve been trying.” You shook your head in disbelief. “No. This can’t be real. Get away from me.” You finally shoved the covers off and ran to the door but before you could open it, Eddie was already in front of you. You screamed and fell backwards onto your back. “H-how did you do that?” You whimpered in fear. “Are you okay?” He reached for you but you backed up. “Don’t touch me.” You stood up and ran to the window but he grabbed your arm and yanked you back. “Get off me!” You yelled and he gripped your face. “Fucking stop y/n!” He growled and you cowered. Remorse filled his face and he let go of your face but his grip on your arm remained. “I’m sorry. But you have to listen. Please sweetheart.” You still couldn’t comprehend and it felt like you were staring at a corpse and it fucking scared you. “No’! You’re not real!” You yelled and kicked him in the dick hard. He groaned and his grip loosened enough to where you could push past him and run to the door. You managed to open it and rush to the kitchen where you tried to find a knife

You weren’t sure if it would do much but you didn’t know what else to do. You shoved opened drawers and by the time you found one, you were slammed against the wall. You let out a soft cry as you did so and the knife was slung out of your hands and he pinned your hands against the wall in a tight grip. “Ow you’re hurting me.” You whimpered and he felt horrible but he needed you to stop. “I’m sorry. I’m not trying to but I need you to listen. Baby please. I’m begging you. I’m real. I’m here. I’m alive.” He finally let out a sob. “I had to run away from Vecna to come back to you, the love of my life.” You shook your head. “No no. This can’t be happening. This is not real. I’m dreaming. I always do…” you closed your eyes and he huffed out, clearly frustrated. “You’re not dreaming. God just fucking look at me. Stop trying to avoid this.” He begged.

You opened your eyes and looked at him, really looked at him and even though he had pale skin and red eyes, he was still your Eddie. Your boyfriend. “How am I supposed to know what’s real and what’s not? How do I know you’re real ? How do I know you’re not vecna? Tell me something only you would know…” his grip loosened a little but he still didn’t let you go, fearing you would run and he would lose you again. “Okay um when we first had sex, I discovered the tattoo right under-“ “okay! It’s you. God it’s actually you.” You sobbed and he let you go and picked you up and you Immediately responded wrapping your arms and legs around him. “I’m so sorry I didn’t listen. It didn’t feel real. There was no way but you’re here. Im sorry.”

“Don’t. Don’t you dare apologize. I would have had the same reaction. And I’m sorry I lashed out like that but I needed you to hear me.” He kissed all over your face and then finally reached your lips and captured them in a kiss. You smiled into the kiss and wrung your fingers in his hair. “I hear you. I see you. I love you so much eddie. God I thought you were gone forever.” He backed you up into the wall and kept kissing you, his lips roughly smashing against yours as if you truly wouldn’t see each other again.

He moaned against your lips and gripped your waist. You moaned as well as he moved down to your neck and peppered the skin there with open mouth kisses, his tongue slightly grazing your sensitive nerves causing a a whimper of pleasure to escape your lips. His weight was almost crushing but you couldn’t seem to notice or care because of the intensity of the situation.

“Wait.” You gasped and he pulled back to look at you. “As much as I want this. Can you just hold me? Please.” He captured your lips once more in a slow, sweet kiss and nodded. “Yes of course. I would want nothing more.” He placed you down and grabbed your hand, leading you back to your room. Once you got there, Eddie got into bed and opened his arms inviting you into them. You gladly accepted and climbed into bed and pulled the covers over both of you and settled into his arms.

He was cold but the moment felt so warm and so serene. You started crying softly and he lifted your chin up with this thumb and index finger. “What’s wrong princess?” You hiccuped and looked at him, tears falling down your face. “I just never thought you’d ever hold me again. And you are. You’re right here.” You touch his face and place your forehead against his. “I’m here baby” he whispered “and I’m not going anywhere and I promise that you will be safe and I won’t let anything else hurt you. I’ll fucking kill anything that does.” He cocked his head and kissed you to which you responded immediately.

He buried his head in your neck which ended up being a bad idea because the scent of you rushed to his nose. A burning sensation covered his throat as well as dryness and a deep hunger he hadn’t felt since he arrived. “God you smell so good.” His teeth started to ache as his fangs grew and sharpened and he opened his mouth slightly. Just a taste, he thought to himself.

He sunk his teeth into your neck and you gasped and froze. He drank you blood and moaned as he did so, the sweetness covering every inch of his mouth satisfying him. “Eddie…Eddie stop. It hurts.” He heard the words you were saying but he couldn’t comprehend as he was too engrossed in how you tasted. He sunk his fangs event further and you whimpered but this time in pain. You were becoming lightheaded and felt your eyes rolling into the back of your head. “E-Eddie. Pl-please.”

By the time he pulled away, blood was dribbling from his mouth and was smeared on your neck, two holes punctured through your neck. You were on the edge of passing out when he came to his senses. “No…no no no. Y/N. Oh fuck no. Oh baby I’m so sorry. I’m-I didnt mean to.” He whispered as his red and veiny eyes came down and his teeth went back to normal. “Baby girl please wake up. I don’t know what to do.”He watched you pass out and gripped his own hair, cursing himself out. He bit his wrist and let blood come out before he placed it on your lips, forcing it into your mouth. He didn’t know if this would work but from the movies he has seen, it was his only idea.

He sighed in relief when he saw the wounds healing up but you were completely out and he didn’t know for how long. He just now managed to get you back and he hurt you after just promising you nothing ever would. You would never forgive him. He sobbed and held you in his arms.

He just hoped that you would understand and that you would work things through with him. Because there were many things to work through. Starting with hunger control and relearning everything he has ever known.

#eddie munson #stranger things #eddie x reader #eddie munson angst #eddie munson x reader #eddie munson fluff #eddie munson x female reader #vampire eddie munson

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lokisprettygirl · 1 year

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The Bodyguard (Loki x Female reader) (Au) (18+)

Read chapter 45 here// Series Masterlist

Chapter 46

Summary : You are hurt and loki is there for you like he has been since the day he met you

Warning : 18+, Heavy Daddy kink, Smut, Unprotected sex, rough sex, Praise kink, Violence, Mentions of self harm, murderous thoughts, Mention of Suicide, Rape, abuse, sexual violence, Harsh language, bodyshaming, fatshaming, mention of neglect and abuse, emotional abuse, Unhealthy Eating Patterns, blackmail, starving and under eating, implied smut, mention of drug use, some weird feeding kink I’m (loki is) developing, short chapter

Next morning you woke up to the smell of pancakes and for a moment everything seemed normal, or whatever normal was for you two but then you realized what had occurred last night. Your mom and Bruce, both of them were alive and well, they both left you alone in that house, alone with your father that they knew didn't care about you, your eyes teared up as you thought about it again.

You showered and put on your boyfriend's shirt with just a pair of underwear underneath. You needed him right now and he was the only person you could go to when you felt this way so you quietly made your way to the kitchen and hugged him from behind, his hair was still dripping from the shower he had taken and the smell of lemongrass scented body wash mixed with his own sweet musk intoxicated you immediately. He smelled like home. He was your home.

"Good morning daddy" you mumbled softly and he smiled then he turned around to cup your cheeks so he could kiss you.

"Morning babygirl, I thought I'd pamper you all day long today and I wanted to feed you breakfast in bed" he caressed your cheek with the back of his fingers making you lean into the touch.

"You can still pamper me dadddy"

"Mmmhm?"

"Yesss" you pressed a soft kiss on his neck and he moaned, his bare skin felt warm against you as he picked you up and placed you on the counter

"Woke up in a mood huh?" You whined as he humped his hips against your heated core, he knew every pulse of yours and he knew when you desired him like that.

"Need you please..please daddy please" your eyes teared up again as you felt overwhelmed, you were trying not to think about last night but it was impossible and you knew only he could take that away, only he could distract you from the pain momentarily.

"You have me love ..you have all of me.. always" he whispered in your ear then he kissed you again, his tongue slipped inside your mouth so he could taste you. He'd give it to you whenever you'd want it, no questions asked. He quickly took your panties down and you pulled his trousers below his hips, his hard cock was already leaking and aching to feel your warmth,

"Are you cross with me baby?" He mumbled and you gasped as you felt his cock inside you.

"A little but it's okay"

"It's not okay sweet thing..it's not" you cupped his cheeks and kissed him, you wanted to talk to him but not right now. That's not what you needed at the moment.

"Just fuck me please..please" you didn't have to say it twice, his hips thrusted in and out of you as heard your pleas again, the sound of your moans mingled with each other as the sensations grew in the pit of your stomach.

"Fuckk yess.. you're so …ohh soo good to me daddy..keep going..right there please " he grunted as he heard your sensuous voice, it made him want to go feral, he couldn't even bear the thought of losing you ever again and he was blessed that he even had you in his arms, that he had his cock moving in and out of your warm cunt.

"How could I not be good to you? You're my sweet babygirl aren't you? Look at you.. taking daddy's cock so well first thing in the morning" your head rolled back as his filthy words infiltrated your ears. He knew all your weaknesses and he knew which buttons you wanted him to press in such moments. He had learned you and loved you so deeply in the past few months that you couldn't even picture your life without him anymore.

"Godd yesss I can't..can't live without it..more daddy please"

"Want more hmm? Don't even need breakfast huh..just need daddy to stuff your cunt full of his cock..isn't that right?" He whispered as his thrusts increased more and more, your toes curled as his cock hit that spot Inside you that made you squirm and melt all at once.

The softness of his voice and the dirty words contradicted each other.

"Yesss daddy ..I just want to be good and take you like this whenever you want" you whimpered and the tears dripped down your eyes but before they could touch your cheeks he wiped them away. He can't see you crying even if it's from the mind numbing pleasure he was giving you, this woman he had in his arms at the moment, the woman that he was fucking senseless was someone he would destroy everything for, he wasn't afraid to go to any length if it meant that he had you happy and giggling around him, as long as he had you feeling cherished and loved. He'd do anything for you and he just hoped that you knew that, that you understood how far he was willing to go for you.

His lips latched onto yours and your arms wrapped around his neck, he picked you up effortlessly and pressed you against the wall of the kitchen, then he didn't stop thrusting in and out of you until he had you quivering against him.

"That's right baby..take me like the good girl you are..you were meant to be mine and you'll always be mine.. fucking cum for me now yeahhh?" he grunted as he felt your walls clenching around him as soon as he finished his words, suffocating his cock to its limit, melting his cum out of him, his shallow thrusts remained as you both rode through the euphoria, sex with him was never just physical, it never could be as long as you both had such intense feelings for one another.

"I love you lo…I love you.. please don't leave me ever" you kissed him and his eyes teared up, he knew the truth will intensify those insecurities and you already had them even before you found the truth, the fear of abandonment was engraved in you and he knew you must have several bad thoughts running through your head so he kissed you softly, cleaned you up and then he made you sit down on the couch.

"Talk to me now okay?" He got closer to you and placed your legs over his thighs, his hands caressed your head, you weren't even looking at him anymore and his heart felt heavy, he just wanted to make you feel better but he knew it would take time.

"I just… don't lie to me again please" a small sob escaped your lips so he pulled you closer to kiss your cheek.

"I won't..I'm sorry..I had to at the time, but you don't deserve that and I'm sorry baby please look at me..hey" he placed his fingers on your chin so you looked at him and then you hugged him tightly, as tightly as you could, you knew why he did that and you understood that he did it for your own good but you didn't want him to keep you in dark ever again.

"I'm not upset with you" you mumbled meekly and it made him smile "I just… they left me alone..I..I missed them so much and they never ever tried to reach out to me again..I was all alone lo.. was I so easy to leave behind?" You hid your face in the crook of his neck as you couldn't control your cries anymore.

"No noo no don't ever say that okay? They didn't want to leave you behind, you hear me? None of this was your fault but you suffered the most and they know that, they are going to bear the guilt of it for the rest of their lives" he held you tightly as he comforted you, he never wanted you to feel as if they didn't want to take you away or that you were easy to leave behind.

"I just don't want you to leave me too" That broke him finally and he sniffled as the tears didn't stop coming, you didn't even know how much you meant to him but with time he knew he'd make you believe in his love.

"I'll never ever let you be alone again my sweetheart, I'll never leave you" he made you look at him again as he wiped your tears so you smiled a little, you didn't want to upset him with all the crying.

"Promise?"

"Promise..I love you..you know that right?" You nodded as he said that and climbed on top of him to hug him like a koala bear and stayed there until you started to feel better.

"I'm happy they are alive..it just feels surreal and I'm so angry"

"I know baby..it will take some getting used to and you can take as much time as you need before we meet them again alright?" You nodded and once you had calmed down enough he fed you breakfast then like he said he spent the day pampering the heck out of you, a weight has been lifted off his chest too now that the truth was out in the open.

Around late at night he had received a call from Eric so he turned the tv on and you both were horrified to see the news, there was a picture of you two circulating all over the press and social media, it was taken yesterday outside the hotel while he had you on his lap and you both were talking and kissing. There were several pictures but all of them showed his face only as it was taken from far away and the front.

"Our sources are telling us that the the woman in the picture is none other than the missing daughter of the businessman and socialite Rocky Y/L/N and this man seen in the pictures is her bodyguard Loki"

Everyone was speculating if it was you in the pictures and if he kidnapped you, raped you, used you for money and what not. The allegations hurt you to the core, he was your angle and your saviour but all of them were blaming him instead . You weren't shocked, you knew you two won't be able to hide for long and after this you also knew that Steve and your father will come for him and before they can hurt him you knew you had to save him this time around.

So that's what you did, you risked everything to protect the bodyguard who saved your life in more ways than one, your bodyguard.

🖤💚🖤💚🖤💚❤️❤️🖤💚🖤💚🖤💚

#loki #loki x female reader #loki x reader smut #loki x reader fluff #loki x reader angst #loki smut #loki alternate universe #loki au #loki au fics #loki fics

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monsterrae1 · 1 year

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One Line, Any Fic

I was tagged by @katries while i was away and I'm finally getting around to do it!

Rules: Pick any 10 of your fics, scroll somewhere to the midpoint, pick a line, and share it! Then tag 10 people

You're not my homeland anymore (so who am i defending now)

[AO3]

“I don’t think that’s fair, going out with someone else while I’m clearly still in love with Eddie”

Tis the damn season [AO3]

“You deserve someone who can hold you every night, and watch you burn toast each morning” Buck smiled “I want it to be me, I do, but all I’ve ever known is here in Texas, it’s not easy to leave it all behind”

Don't let go now (somebody is lying) [AO3]

Which brought him to last week, when Eddie nearly died in the well and he completely lost it in front of everyone, and even worse, made the national news, again, while screaming Eddie’s name and throwing himself at the mud, devasted and heartbroken, refusing to accept that he was gone.

Eddie Diaz discovers the secrets of the universe [AO3]

Had he been healed at all? Or had all the hurt just lingered?

The 118 Protection Program [AO3]

“You don’t have to thank me for that, I don’t mind” He shrugged, Buck smiled shyly “It was a travesty that you hadn’t seen Back to the Future, man” Buck chuckled, and Eddie felt a warmth expand through his chest at the sound, feeling proud that he could get Buck to laugh after his rough nights, part of him never wanted to stop listening to Buck laugh, but that was too dangerous of a thought and he was quick to shoot it down.

Just between us (did the love affair maim you too?) [AO3]

A son. Eddie had a son, and probably a wife, he had a life outside of the fire station, he had a family, Buck had been a fool for thinking the universe would give him Eddie back.

What we had (sad, beautiful, tragic love affair) [AO3]

Pepa hummed, walking to stand next to Eddie and putting a hand on his forearm to stop him from taking the next pile of Tupperware “Eddie, you know we wouldn’t judge you right? If you and Buck were together” Eddie froze, eyes wide open and heart beating a mile per minute “We’ve seen the way you look at each other”

You were the only safe heaven I've known [AO3]

“Buck, baby” Eddie said from behind him, he was already dressed for bed, soft looking worn out shorts and tank top, Buck wanted to crawl into his arms and don’t worry about anything anymore “Come to bed, if anything happens the wards will let us know”

Be still my foolish heart [AO3]

Once he was caffeinated, he realized he was still covered in flour and powdered sugar, and that Buck was a very, very cute guy, a cute guy that might or might not have been flirting with him (he was still learning to read those kinds of signals when it came to guys) a very cute guy that Eddie wasn’t completely opposed to flirt with, once he didn’t look like a complete mess.

I don't wanna wait my whole life through (to say I'm in love with you) [AO3]

“I love you” Eddie said softly “I love you, Buck” He repeated a little louder once he saw the surprised look on Buck’s face, tears gathering on their eyes.

Tagging if they wanna do this: @peaceofficerdiaz @loveyourownsmiilee @jacksadventuresinwriting @spotsandsocks @bekkachaos @the-likesofus @swiftiediaz @lostinabuddiehaze @rogerzsteven @prettyboybuckley @buddierights @imeasyeitherway @elvensorceress @eddiediazisascorpio @dickley-buddie

#one line any fic #tag game #i think those are more than 10 tags but idc #i know some don't have 10 fics publish but you can do it with what you have #no pressure as always

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altschmerzes · 11 months

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Ok so I love your work (started watching 911 so I could read more of your fics lol), and I completely agree and empathize with every one of your posts about how the show has handles Jamie’s arc. This may be a bit messy but! Here we go,,

My dad is also shitty, like Jamie’s, and my mom has done so so much to protect me from that, again, like Jamie’s. I don’t talk to my dad anymore and probably never will and I certainly haven’t forgiven him and probably never will. The past couple episode really did a wee number on me (read: had a lil break down, we’re totally good tho ahahaha 😬👍) and led my mom and i to have some difficult conversations about forgiveness and the role it does or doesn’t play in our healing and growth and what not. And to put it short, the space you cultivate here on tumblr was really really helpful for me, both in processing and identifying why the episodes hurt and also in being able to verbalize and communicate it with my loved ones. Being so vulnerable is hard and sucky and I know you’ve gotten shitty asks, and I’m really sorry for all that. So,, I just wanted to thank you for being so open and genuine on this lil website, and let u know it means a lot

(on a lighter note i am so excited for like ever ted fic u are working on—the kid fic, the same story, this new fix-it—just ahhhhhhhh can’t wait!)

ahhhhhh man i am so flattered you like my work so much (i'm excited for those fics too!! been making a lot of progress with all of them and the 3x11 fic just hit 12k so full speed ahead on THAT) and i appreciate so much you taking the time and willingness to write this out and send it to me

those last couple episodes were rough for that, and i didn't have an easy time with them either. i'm so sorry you had to see that messaging for what i'm sure is the millionth time in your life - it's a horrible thing to be told over and over. but i'm also so glad you were able to communicate with the people in your life about it and that i could play even a little part in helping that happen and giving you space where those feelings are validated and you aren't alone in them is just.... man <3 i'm really glad that my choice to be open about my feelings on that stuff and why has meant something to somebody. you're right, it's a scary and difficult thing to talk openly about some of the rougher stuff i've experienced, and i've had people say some shocking things to me because of it, but it's all completely worth it for this. thank YOU, seriously.

we're coming up very shortly on what's going to be the seventh anniversary of when i went no-contact with my father, which is something i needed to do for my own safety and peace of mind and heart, after an attempt at reconciliation that went badly for me. without personal and societal pressure from people i knew, broader culture, and a lot of media narratives, i never would've let him back into my life in the first place, because it sure wasn't what i wanted. and even now, the rest of my family - who have all decided to welcome him back into the fold despite some reprehensible shit that ruined my life - is on me regularly, trying to push me into reversing my decision and speaking to him again. i've been lectured about forgiveness a lot, and stuff like the stuff we just saw just. never helps. there is only ever one story about people like us, and it's always our abusers' happy ending. never a moment considering maybe ours might be different.

anyways. seriously. thank you for this. it means a lot to hear, more than i can say. i'm really proud of you for everything you've done to protect your peace and keep yourself safe and have a good, safe, happy life away from him. that shit is so, so hard, even without the world around us constantly trying to make it harder. so in case you don't hear it enough, because none of us ever do, i'm really, really proud of you.

#gav gab #gav answers #abuse cw #long post #ted lasso spoilers #man. man........

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For that latest ask with the post-suicide attempt Tim.....I’m just picturing Damian finally being allowed to ‘make love to’ Tim as a gift for his 15th birthday— the whole time before while discussing it Bruce and Dick are reminding him how fragile Tim is, how he’ll need to be gentle— Jason’s comments fall along the line more of ‘threatening’, and Damian knows from cass’s looks alone that he better treat Timmy right.

They all assume Tim’s a virgin, which is more or less true, although he had fooled around a bit with Stephanie, and clumsily masturbated to thoughts of Kon— facts he probably shouldn’t share with the bats, as they’ll view it as someone defiling or taking advantage of their sweet Timmy.

They do it with Timmy being spooned by Dick in his damians big, comfy bed— if any of them had anything smaller than a queen before, they don’t anymore, now that none of them want Tim sleeping by himself— and Damian eagerly but gently kissing Tim, then trailing down to eat him out and finger him. The whole time, dick is running his hands under Tim’s sweater— they decided keeping the top on with help Tim feel more secure and safe— gently playing with Tim’s little breasts, and gently kneading his tummy and sides to help ease the entry of Damian.

Dick is obviously hard beyond belief, but he mostly ignores it, because he knows this moment isn’t about him. He just directs Damian and soothes Tim, affectionately kissing his hair and neck and ears. Telling him how beautiful he is. How much they adore him. How good they’re going to make him feel.

Damian comes inside, because they’ve had Tim on birth control for months as a ‘precautionary’ measure. Tim seems startled and alarmed by the unfamiliar sensation, but Damian and Dick just hold him still and trap him between them until the pressure and darkness force him down.

After that, dick carefully moves out from under Tim, putting soft pillows where he was to cushion him— they’re always so careful, with Tim’s weak, fractured limbs, only ever able to be partially-healed— and with Damian curled up protectively next to him, stroking his hair, he pulls down his sweats and gives his dick a few pumps, cumming onto Tim’s cute, sleepy face.

tim is tired most days. he's certain it's the orange juice because he catches sight of bruce squeezing a clear liquid from a tube into it one morning.

extra vitamins they tell him. he needs them they tell him.

tim's not sure what he can say. he can't exactly say he thinks they're lying to him again or they'll get quietly sad and put him back on the medication that makes him feel like he's in a fog. tim hasn't used it in awhile. not since his hysterical episdoes tapered off and they took him off it.

but even though he's not doing much beyond lying on the bed, he can't help but feel out of breath as damian pushes all the way in him. it's so deep.

tim is certain that damian has popped past the pinhole of his cervix and is fucking into his womb. it's deep and tim's cunt feels so tender afterward.

damian is rough and harsh even when he's trying to be gentle. it was a special case when they all thought tim was going to be fucked for the first time. but even now the rest of the family always makes sure to check to make sure damian isn't being too rough with him.

jason doesn't hesitate to grunt at damian while dick chides him, telling him to slow down, just a little bit, not so hard dami okay? you need to fuck timmy's pussy a little slower, i know it feels good but be a little more careful with him.

tim stares at damian over him, mind hazy and mind telling him there is something wrong here. there's something wrong with this.

but dick's calloused fingers play with tim's clit as damian's slowed thrusts push into him.

damian is grimacing, lips pushed down, and his brows are furrowed. he looks like it pains him to not be able to fuck tim's cunt hard but tim is grateful.

damian has a big cock. it fills him and split him all the way open. damian always pours plenty of lube before pushing in bare skin to bare skin.

tim knows they love cumming in him. bruce has the biggest cock of all but he's always tender and gentle, only rubbing the head in and never pushing futher. he whispers about how warm tim is, how tight he is, how he's such a good boy for doing this for them.

cassandra never cums in him but that's because she can't. but she sometimes stuffs toys in tim and plays with his cunt. she likes to watch his pussy stretch around a dildo.

dick's cock is the longest. he'll sit tim on his lap and just tuck his cock inside, occasionally thrusting or thumbing tim's clit until his clenches bring him to orgasm. mostly dick likes tim's tits and mouth. he likes kissing tim's mouth or pulling out and pushing in enough so that he can cum on his tongue.

tim swallows it because dick always gives him sweet caramel filled chocolate afterward to wash down the taste.

jason is like damian, he likes his pussy.

but unlike damian, jason is gentler. sometimes it takes him as hour to cum because of how slowly and carefully he fucks tim, not wanting to jostle tim's weak limbs. he holds tim's legs on his shoulder and thrusts in, eyes locked the entire time on the sight of his cock diappearing into tim's cunt.

he too cums in tim, filling tim and whispering grunts as tim whines and squirms from the feeling.

tim doesn't like it when they cum in him. it leaks. it gets on his bedsheets and his underwear if they don't clean him out.

despite his roughness, damian still tries his best to be good with tim. he licks at tim's cunt and fucks him with his tongue. he suckles on tim's clit and tim can do nothing but tremble and moan as fingers invade him and press into his hot insides.

tim doesn't stay awake long after sex.

getting fucked is exhausting and damian is young. he has a short refractory period and can often cum three times in an hour.

so sometimes tim will fall asleep with soft hands massaging his scalp and damian fucking his pussy. only to wake up to those same soft hands rolling his nipples between two fingers, squeezing his breast, and damian still fucking him.

tim doesn't know. he doesn't often remember much of what happens to him. sometimes people braid his long hair so it doesn't get matted. sometimes people wheel him around the manor. sometimes people feed him foods or his medicine. sometime someone picks him up and carries him to a soft bed where they play with his body and fuck him until he crying from how his clit aches from cumming too much.

at tim's tears they'll kiss his cheeks and wipe them up. then they'll hold tim especially tight as they 'unghh nnghh hnnghh' into him and tim feels the familiar hot splatter of cum filling him.

that's what usually happens.

and then he'll fall asleep in their arms, swaddled in warmth and sweetly kissed. then he'll know nothing more.

#anonymous #answered asks #asks

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whumpwriterforlife · 1 year

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Kingsglaive: Lore 2023: Day 1 (Lightning)

@awlwren as per your demands, here are the words... Enjoy

Maeve sat on the edge of the haven, the rock cool and damp under her as sheets of rain came pouring down on her. Thunder rumbled in the distance, the clouds reflecting purple as lightning struck down again and again. It made her wonder who had pissed off Ramuh so badly, but as long as the wrath didn’t put her in the line of fire, she didn’t really care – she was content just watching the show.

The rest of the Glaives didn’t seem to agree, which she thought was odd, considering Galahdans had always respected and celebrated storms. Maybe they had more self-preservation than she did. It was more than likely she would suffer the consequences later when she retreated back into her tent and would be stuck with wet hair and cold everything.

Maybe she could ask Crowe if she’d be up to drying her hair with a bit of fire magic. She was the only one she trusted to do it without burning her. Honestly, she was the only one Maeve trusted to do most magic related things without them ending up in some sort of disaster. Nyx was better than her at warping, though, but that was pretty much it.

”Isn’t it past your bedtime?”

Speak of the Daemon...

”Shouldn’t I be asking you that, old man?” Maeve shot back with a faint smile on her face as she leaned back on her arms, tilting her head to see Nyx sitting down gingerly next to her. If only that was because of old age and not him being a self-sacrificing idiot and throwing himself in front of a sixdamned Magitek Armor.

Maybe Ramuh was mad over Nyx’s dumbassery, too. It wouldn’t surprise her, just like it wouldn’t surprise her if not even Ramuh’s intervention was enough to get him to take better care of himself.

”How’s the leg?” Maeve asked when the silence stretched uncomfortably long.

The thunder clap in the distance sounded louder than the ones so far.

”Nothing a few days of rest won’t heal – Pelna snuck me a potion from the med tent,” Nyx told her with a one-shouldered shrug. ”How’s your head?”

Maeve’s eyes narrowed as she twisted around to get a better look at him. ”What’s that supposed to mean? I’m not the one that got hurt!”

”No, but you tend to get lost in that big brain of yours when stuff doesn’t go according to the plan,” Nyx pointed out and reached out to nudge her head with his index finger. ”And a little bird might have told me you have somehow come up with the dumb idea that you’re to blame for the incident.”

”That’s because it was my fault.” Maeve pushed his hand away and turned back to watch the lightning show. ”If I hadn’t miscalculated the warp, you wouldn’t have had to swoop in to save me.”

Nyx huffed. ”That shit happens. Besides, my knee getting twisted had nothing to do with that, it happened earlier in the fight. I just conveniently ran out of adrenaline after the MA was down.”

”You’re an idiot,” Maeve muttered.

”So? You’ve known that ever since the day I took you in,” Nyx grinned and leaned over to bonk their heads together. Maeve pouted and sent him a half-hearted glare, but then Nyx slipped an arm around her and she practically melted against her side.

”You’re insufferable.”

”Love you too, kiddo,” Nyx murmured into her hair, and she could feel tension bleeding out of him. It had been a rough day. ”And you should know by now that I’d do anything to keep you safe.”

Maeve nearly whined. ”I’m not a child anymore.”

”Neither is Libs, but you know I’d still do it for him, too,” Nyx chuckled. ”As your guardian, I just give you a bit more attention and care.”

Maeve rolled her eyes and sighed. She was an adult now – as much as the thought terrified her sometimes – but she didn’t think reminding Nyx of that would change anything ”Yeah, I guess so. Just know that it goes both ways. I’d also do anything for you, so unless you want me to take after you in lack of self-preservation, I’d suggest you slow down a little.”

Nyx barked a laugh at that. ”I’ll keep that in mind.”

#ffxv #nyx ulric #oc: maeve #kingsglaive #kglore23 #day 1 #lightning #my fic

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Diamond In The Rough Ch8 Settling Down In Circhester P3

(WARNING: Reader does have some shards of ice fly at her but she does NOT get hurt and only her coat hoodie gets ripped. Thank you to everyone who suggested names. I could only pick three so here they are: Scoliopede: Girl- Venom, Mightyena: Boy- Night, Glacian: girl- Rena.)

A Date.

You were going on a date. WITH GORDIE....OK!! NO PRESSURE!! THIS WAS ONLY YOUR FIRST EVER REAL DATE!! Granted you weren't AS freaked out as you'd thought you'd be, but you chalked that up to still being really tired at the moment he asked you, and the fact that Gordie was actually a really nice person and you didn't really feel too nervous around him. But that didn't mean you weren't super nervous being a date! But why would he ask you to go on a date with him in the first place!? Sure you guessed the two of you had become somewhat friends lately, but you didn't think that would be enough for him to want to date you, and it's not like you liked him like that back. He was really nice, and cared about people, and yeah maybe he was REALLY nice looking and he saved your life and he was really gentle-

.....

.......

.....Oh no-

You immediately had Sparky emergency call up Sonia who was more confused on why you were calling her in the middle of the day but when you explained (three times in a row because you were panickily rapid firing your situation and Sonia had to have you repeat yourself to her), Sonia only chuckled over the phone and said one thing.

"Just be yourself. Can't go wrong with that."

Gee. Thanks a lot Sonia. Solid advice usually but you could've used a bit more advice other than that! UGH!! Well no time to worry about that now. You had something else to worry about for the moment. Sigh. No use worrying over it now. ...You should take your pokemon out today and gather supplies. It's been a while since you did that, and you had nothing else to worry about for the rest of the week, so you just sighed and slipped on your coat and beckoned for your trio of pokemon to come with you. Which they were happy to do so. You had to gather a few things to do your projects with anyways. Pokeballs being one of the key items. Why? Well to put it plain and simple because you were going out to catch some pokemon! Why? Well because it was one of the harder tests for your battle studies class you decided on doing next year of course! One of the final tests was to capture three pokemon and submit proof you did so. So if you could catch three pokemon and have Sparky record it, then you could just show the professor your videos and not have to worry about it later. How did you know this? Well-... Emerald of course. One night before you had a big exam last year.

"UGH!! You won't believe what they're having me do NOW!!," she complained to someone on the phone again not letting you get ANY sleep that night again in the room next to you. "That so called battles instructor wants be to get three pokemon.....*scoff* No, Mother. I can't get them from that stupid rotomi system. She wants us to go catch them 'in the wild'!! IS SHE CRAZY!? I'd get lost and freeze to death out there! Or some nasty critter's going to bite my face off!! That's why I'm having Jackson do it. What's the use in having a boyfriend if he can't help me catch a few pokemon.....No I'm not going to keep them unless there's any value. I just need them for the grade. ....Yes. I do want you to do that. ...How?...Hm. I don't know. I can always stage something. Don't worry. They'd buy something like that if I can think of something. Just pay them and leave the rest to me."

Of course she was cheating but you didn't want anymore drama and you figured karma would strike her for her actions. Turns out...You were RIGHT about that but wouldn't know until much later. In the mean time you were just glad to step out into the fresh air. It was nice out today. The sun was shining in the sky, and sure it was still cold as the norm in Circhester, but the air smelt fresh with the scent of pine trees and you let out a big sigh letting the steam of your breath be seen.

"Zang?"

Oh. Speaking of your pokemon- Silver was already bordly looking around with a sigh, hoodie still over his head. Seems he's gotten used to the cold by how long you've been here. He mostly stayed by your side. Cerberus was the one who was running around and rolling in the snow startling people. He seemed more happy being free and taken cared of...but he still seemed to growl at anyone not you who tried to pet him. Guess that was still an issue. Zen was on all fours sitting by and just looking around. Per Professor Joy's advice, you had started having him walk on all fours again because it wasn't good for his posture in the long run. Nor was it good to have his claws out all the time. He seemed unbothered by the change either way. Good. It was better this way. Right now Zen was looking at you in question with a tilt of his head and a brow raised in question.

"We're going to try out something different today," you spoke to him before pointing off in the direction you all usually went to let your pokemon run around without bothering anyone else. "I wanna see what you guys can do so we'll be training your moves today at a safe distance."

Today you'd be testing out what kind of moves Zen and Cerberus can do. You already knew what Silver could do from the times Gloria and the guys borrowed him for battles, but you'd never seen what the others could do, plus this could be a good time to see how Cerberus's health was concerning his fire type moves. He was back to a normal weight and was happier obviously with the way he so happily acted around you, but you wanted to be sure nothing else was wrong just to be on the safe side. You know how the saying goes. Better safe than sorry. With a smile on your face you turned and started walking over towards the pathway outside Circhester with your pokemon following behind you. All the way past Circhester's gates and then you turned and started off walking towards the left starting to walk through deeper snow now, around five inches up past your ankles. It was easy to walk through it despite it being it a bit deep and soon you all reached the tree line. Past the pine trees you all went and into the woods you all went. The smell of fresh snow and pine trees was increased now that you all had walked on past them and you hummed as you all went right onto the spot where you'd usually take them to play and let off steam. It wasn't anything fancy. Just a big clearing in the middle of some trees with one or two bolders sticking out from the earth here and there. Sometimes you'd see some ice type pokemon scatter off once you all entered said clearing, but it seemed today it was as clear as the sky. Perfect!

"Ok! This is a good time to stop and start working on our progress!" They looked to you confused but you only smiled. "Sparky!" Immediately the small orange phone flew from your pocket and up to your head. "Make a list of all possible moves Houndooms and Zangeese know."

"*ZZZTT* Calculating desired data! Data downloaded and organized to desired instructions! Awaiting further instructions!", he replied after a moment.

"Good. Just take off the moves that they don't have as we go along," you took a look at the screen Sparky provided you and hummed a little bit. "...Let's start with Zen. It'll be easier to do just one at a time." Once Sparky pulled up the list you nodded. "Ok Zen. You ready to show me what all that muscle can do?" In response the zangoose just casually stood on his back legs and stretched out with a yawn and a moment later, two pairs of sharp claws poked out from his red paws. Guess that was a yes. In one moment you pointed at the nearest tree. "Ok then! Zen, use night slash on that tree!"

Nothing.

"....Zang?" Zen rose a brow in question turning his head to give you a lost look.

"...Ok. Right. Sparky cross that move off his list." Guess it was clear Zen didn't know that one. "Ok then! Scary Face!" Nothing. "Razor Wind." Zen just continued to stare blankly. "Scratch?" Still nothing. Zen still stood there staring as if he had absolutely NO CLUE what you were talking about and speaking in a different language on top of that. "How about Focus Punch? Iron tail? Fire Blast? Fury Cutter?" By how he was still staring at you it was clear he knew none of those moves. You inhaled. "OK! We can work with this. Lets just move onto the next one that's on the list shall we? Sparky!" Said rotomi phone popped up in your face and by Sparky's account that was most of the list so far. "Alright....We tried that one. What's that? Crush claw-"

BAM!!

SIlver gave a startled sound of alarm at the sound of something hitting something else and you flinched as something akin to splinters and pieces of wood rained down on you all. In response you yelped and threw your arms over your face until the rainfall of wood and bark subsided, then you ever so slowly peeked back up in time for Zen to pull his left set of claws from the tree you previously pointed out to him. The side of the tree looked as if a cannon ball was scrapped sideways across it leaving a giant gash in the wood and a mess of wood and bark all over the place. You stared. Zen just flexed his claws before shaking his claws out and looking at you.

"...Oh. I uh..Guess you can use that move. *ahem* Alright! Once from the top! Let's see if you can use X-Scissor next!"

So by the end of it you learnt Zen could use the following moves. Crush Claw, X-Scissor, Close Combat, Mega Punch, and Solar Beam. By the end of it the tree uh...looked like it had seen better days from all the moves Zen practiced on it (other than Solar Beam which you had him shoot into the sky. Wouldn't risk the trees setting on fire) but at least you narrowed down what he did and didn't know. Cerberus was a little different. You had to be more careful with him because of the greater chance of accidentally lighting something on fire, so you had him just fire straight into the sky like when Zen did that Solar Beam. In the end Cerberus only knew four moves. Flamethrower, dark pulse, shadow ball, and bite. Not bad. At least you all knew what they could and couldn't do now. You also went through it with Silver, mostly enough to make sure he got some exercise. The few moves he knew was Pound, water pulse, water gun, and tackle.

"Alright. That should be enough for now. Good job everyone!," you praised to which they seemed pleased at. Before you shivered again and looked up again to the sky. The once cloudless sky now had a few clouds scattered around it now looking as if it would snow yet again. "We should head back to town now. It's starting to look like it'll snow any mo-"

SNAP!!

You froze as soon as the sound of a stick snapping loudly sounded off from behind you before you whipped around as footsteps approached. Loudly. And VERY, very close. Crunching snow sounds were starting to come from the back. And there was one- Two pairs of footsteps approaching you now. Which means that there was two people or a giant pokemon walking on four legs! The footsteps were louder now and you stared wide eyed as they approached from behind a small pine tree. You froze, Cerberus growled, Zen quickly stood back up onto his hind legs, Silver latched onto your leg- And a human hand poked out from behind a branch of pine needles gently grabbing them and pushing them aside to reveal the ones on the other side. You jumped with a startle, and stared as two pairs of ice blue eyes stared back at you.

You blinked upon instantly recognizing the two people in front of you. "....Mrs. Melony?" You stared at the Gym leader and her daughter who stood there staring at you from the branches and who seemed just as surprised to see you standing there. "What are you doing here?"

"I could ask you the same question," the older woman spoke back stepping closer to you, Elsa right behind her, all bundled up against the cold afternoon. "I spotted something like fire shooting through the sky and I came to investigate it of course."

"Oh. That was me kinda." You gestured to Cerberus next to you. "I was just training up his moves a bit."

"Oh I see-"

"What are you two doing all the way out here anyways?"

She hummed and placed her head in one hand. "Same thing as you apparently. Training."

"That's right," Elsa chimed in and proudly crossed her arms, "Mum's been helpin' me train up ta take over the gym!"

"Oh that's right. I think your brother mentioned that. Congratulations on that. I hope it hasn't been too stressful."

She shook her head. "No. I mean-...Yeah it's hard but I wasn't expectin' it ta be easy. I need ta be strong if I wanna take over the gym."

Understandable. But-...You couldn't help but wonder how exactly Melony was training Elsa and how it differed from how she tried to train Gordie when he was younger if it even did. Did Melony learn from her mistakes with Gordie? Was she training Elsa differently? Or was she training Elsa the same way she attempted a younger Gordie? Elsa didn't seem the slightest bit bothered with her mother training her. Was it because she was keeping it hidden? Or did Melony's style of training work for Elsa? Or maybe Melony had completely changed her style of training? You weren't sure but both seemed to be just fine. Elsa gave another look to your pokemon before pointing at them.

"Whatcha trainin' for anyways? Ya don't look like the type to go shiny huntin'."

"Well you're right about that. I'm planning on catching some more pokemon later, but I'm not really good at battling so I figured I'd just practice a bit since I got some time."

At this the teenager look confused. "But how can ya practice battling if you got no one to battle against?" She gestured around the empty area. "There's not even any pokemon you all can fight. How do ya expect your pokemon to learn how to battle other pokemon properly if you don't even battle other pokemon?"

You opened your mouth...then closed it. "I-...Well I-...I haven't thought of that before? I mean my friend borrowed Silver to battle a few times so he has some experience."

"Wait..You never battled with your pokemon before, you're not training them to properly battle against pokemon, and you're out here thinkin' you'll be catchin' pokemon like it's not hard?"

"Elsa, don't ask that in such a rude tone," Melony scolded the teenager before turning back to you, "But she does speak some truth. One of the main points of having pokemon battles is getting your pokemon used to battling different kinds of pokemon."

"Well they do have battle experience." With Zen used to being a pack leader and the guys borrowing Silver, you knew they had some level of battling experience. You couldn't speak for Cerberus tho. You didn't know anything about him from before you got him.

"Yes..But do you?"

"Huh?"

"A pokemon's only as good in battle as their trainer," Melony explained, "If a pokemon's thrown into a battle especially against a pokemon that they don't know but YOU do then it's up to you to help guide it to have the best outcome possible. How do I explain this?...Take..Gordie for example. He might not beat every single trainer he comes across but being someone with lots of experience watching his pokemon battle different pokemon and trainers with different personalities and styles and moves gives him an advantage. Doesn't guarantee he'll win every fight, but being so experienced helps him be a good trainer and essentially builds a better trust with his pokemon."

"Oh. I uh-...Hadn't thought of that either. And it's not like there's anyone I know here who'd be down to help me with that."

"Oh. Well if that's the case, then I wouldn't mind battling you."

A record scratch went off in your head as you stared at the smiling Melony. "...Say what?"

"If you haven't battled anyone before, why not battle with me to see what you can do? Then you can just build off yourself from there. I don't mind. Watching me battle in person would also give Elsa some experience."

"Uh..." Your mind blanked for a moment before you shook your head. "H-Hang on! But you're a gym leader! There's absolutely no way I'd win against you!"

"Ah. But that's where you're missing the point." She smiled wider. "The point of what you're trying to do is see where you stand. Not if you win or lose. Sometimes focusing on just winning or losing can hold a person back and you've never battled me before. So how can you make an assumption when you haven't even tried?" Again..they had a point. "How many battle-able pokemon do you have?"

You blinked. "Huh? Oh. Uh just three. But I know their moves and I kinda have an idea about what to do with them."

"Excellent!'' She clasped her hands together happily. "Then a standard three on three battle won't be a problem!"

"I can referee!," Elsa added shooting an arm up. "The area's big enough to be used as a gym floor anyways! The boundary lines can be the tree line!"

"What do you say, Dear? Would you like to go up against an old lady like me?"

Her tone was nice enough but there was an icey cold edge under it which sent a shiver down your spine. "I- Well-...Sure. Why not?" Why not indeed. Worst thing that'd happen was that you'd lose anyways which wasn't the end of the world.

"Excellent! Then let's get started shall we?"

With that Melony turned and just started walking towards the end of the clearing. Oh. Guess you were taking the other side. With a turn you began walking off towards the other end of the snowy clearing before stopping and facing towards her. You didn't even get a chance to react or anything before she was already holding up a pokeball and tossing it out. In a flash of white light, a pokemon appeared. And not just any pokemon. A flying pokemon that looked like a moth dunked in white paint floated there. A Frosmoth.

"Well? Are you just going to stand there and admire it, Dear?", Melony asked tilting her head at you.

At this you frowned. Ok. A bug and ice type. Reasonably Cerberus being a dark and fire type would be the best bet to use against it, but you didn't know how powerful this pokemon was. Putting your bet advantage first might be a bad move. Zen was a heavy hitter as well but you weren't sure you wanted to use him so early into this. So your best bet would be-

You pointed. "Silver! Get in there!" A chirp and some snow crunching later, the drizzlie was fight in front of you with a frown.

"Alright! Let's do this!," Elsa cheered from the sideline. "First one to faint or goes out o' the clearin' loses! Three pokemon each for each round! Let's get the first round started, Mum!"

"Well, you heard my darling daughter!," she shouted voice echoing throughout the field before she pointed, "Frosmoth sweetie! Be a dear and use attract!" Following it's trainers commands, it let out a chittering sound and surrounding itself in bright red hearts before shooting them out towards Silver.

You didn't have any idea what gender the frosmoth was so there was no telling if it'd work or not on Silver so you made a hand swipe to the left. "Silver dive out of the way!" With a panicked chirp of alarm, Silver dolphin dived right into a snow drift completely missing the hearts tossed at him but now about neck deep in the small hill of snow- "Silver use water gun!"

"Sweetheart, dodge that and charge him with stun spore!" Silver obeyed your commands and a stream of water pulsed from his throat at the charging frosmoth. With one powerful flap of it's wings it was thrusted forward scattering snowflakes in it's wake and puffed up looking ready to blow that stun spore move at the water type-

"SILVER DUCK!!" Silver gave an alarmed sound before ducking his head back into the snow drift he'd dove into and completely missed the stun spore cloud blown at it.

"Ice beam!" It was so quick. How the Frosmoth changed from stun spore to ice beam and watching the white beam of light shoot from it's mouth area and towards the snow drift Silver hid under, and time seemed to slow as it made contact. A small BOOM! noise went off and you had to throw up your arms to cover your face from the spray of snow flakes. When you looked back up your jaw dropped.

The ENTIRE snow drift was encased in solid ice!! "SILVER GET OUTTA THERE!!" No response. "...Silver?" Again no response and it became pretty obvious why when you still didn't see him. "Oh my god- SILVER!!" Disregarding the battle, you quickly ran as fast as the deep snow could let you towards the ice prison until your hands made contact with the cold as artic ice and looked worriedly inside. "SILVER!?" Again no response except from the Frosmoth close to you who thrummed in curiosity. "Oh no- CERBERUS!! GET OVER HERE AND THAW OUT THIS ICE QUICK!!"

What followed was that Cerberus had to use flame thrower to melt the hard as rock ice all the way to the snow drift inside and you had to use your hands to dig through the remanding snow until you were able to pull out the shivering drizzlie who curled in on himself from the cold. You breathed a sigh of relief at the sight of him. Thank Arceus he wasn't hurt at least.

"Is he alright!?," Melony called from her side of the clearing with a note of concern in her voice, frosmoth already having been returned to it's pokeball.

Slowly you stood with him in your arms and nodded as he just chirped annoyed at his situation. "Yeah!...But I don't think he can fight anymore like this."

"In that case Mum wins first round!," Elsa said with a small arm thrown up in the air happily.

You again nodded with a sigh. Fair enough. Silver got it handed to him and with him shivering more than a cat dipped in cold water, there's no way he could continue battling and not get completely wiped out by Melony...But that wasn't what shocked you. You hadn't ever seen a bug type pokemon who could've switched between moves that fast before. How long had she trained it to be able to do that?

"Alright! It's time to start round two! Unless you wanna quit now but then Mum would still be the winner."

You took time out to look at Silver then to Melony who did nothing but smile patiently waiting for your answer. Before you looked back to Cerberus who panted but whined when you looked at him. "..Yeah. Cerberus, you're up!" If Melony was an ice type user then Cerberus would be your best bet. "I'm coming at you with more firepower this time!"

"Oh!," Melony gave a surprised face hand on her cheek before smiling. "That's wonderful, Dear! I hope you don't mind me washing the embers away."

You didn't get the meaning behind her words until you got Silver situated and Cerberus out on the field barking and growling in Melony's direction already heated up for the fight. Melony only smiled before tossing out her own pokeball and out came something that made your blood run cold. Out in a color of blue was a tall and intimidating looking Lapras. A. Freaking. LAPRAS. HOW COULD YOU HAVE FORGOTTEN MELONY HAD A FREAKING LAPRAS ON HER TEAM!? A water and ice type, which was something that could totally wipe out Cerberus in one water type move if you weren't careful. However the gym leader only chuckled at your reaction and Cerberus's now furious barking at the lapras who looked more confused at the pokemon it had never seen before.

"Oh dear. What's the matter? It looks like you had seen a ghost type pokemon. Don't worry. I'll make the first move since you're paralyzed. Lapras darling.~," she sing songed, "Why don't you cool them off with your icy wind?" Like clockwork the Larpas rung out it's (admittedly beautiful sounding-) voice and raised it's front flippers bringing forth a rein of icy wind rocketed right towards the still barking at it.

"Cerberus, to the right then charge right at it with bite-"

"Use Ice beam on the ground!" Again it was like watching something in slow motion, as the Lapras easily and again quickly changed from one move to another. It was hard to see with that cold wind blasting snow and cold wind into your face making snowflakes go everywhere, but you could definitely see the way that Lapras blasted a white beam from it's mouth and make contact with the snowy ground. Crackling sounds popping out as the ground quickly covered with a thick layer of ice with Cerberus charging. Only to slip with startled whine as soon as his paws touched the ice, and quickly crashing onto his side. "Good job! Now let's put out their flames with surf!"

SURF!? "Cerberus, hold your breath and turn your mouth away from the flow of water!" For the first time in your life, you saw cerberus gain a look of horror, especially when the a tidal wave of water sprung from the bottom of the Lapras's body and flowed towards the houndoom. Said houndoom flipped his body against the surf and clamped his eyes shut when the water hit him pushing him sliding back against the ice covered ground until he slammed into the leftover ice shield that had covered Silver earlier. Ice shards cracked and when everywhere as the water cleared and left Cerberus shaking his head and looking angrier. "Dark pulse!" His mouth opened instantly and a stream of black tightly spewed from the open muzzle and towards the Lapras-...Who..just leaned it's neck to the right and completely dodged it.

"Let's get ready to wash them away!"

"Use shadow ball to part the water!"The houndoom again opened his mouth and made a black ball gather energy in front of it.

"Use ice beam!" WHAT!? Instead of surf again which you completely thought was coming, the lapras tilted it's next again to completely dodged it!

"USE FLAME THROWER QUICK!!" A stream of fire was next to come from the mouth of the houndoom just as another white beam came from the Lapras. The two moves collided for half a second before the white beam completely cut through the fire and collided with his muzzle! There was a loud half bark half whine sound as it collided with his head and you could only stare helplessly as Cerberus laid there, unable to move on the ice, with now his mouth completely FROZEN SHUT!!

And then there was silence for around six seconds on the battle field other than Cerberus struggling and failing to stand on the ice until Melony spoke again. "Dear, are you going to give your pokemon an order?"

"I-...I can't!," you yelled back horrified, "His moves are all mouth based! He doesn't have anything else!"

You were expecting Melony to have her Lapras use surf again to just finished Cerberus off, but she only sighed and asked, "So he's unable to continue battling?" Sadly yes.

"In that case, Mum wins again!," Elsa added from the sidelines and it really made a pit form in your stomach. "But I suggest you get your houndoom off the ice and thaw out that maw o' his."

Yeah. She was right. It was kinda a struggle to have Zen fetch Cerberus off the ice and use his crushing grip to free his muzzle allowing the houndoom to gasp for air and whining from the whipping he got. That left only one pokemon you could use for battling, and Zen looked as if he didn't even want to do it but slowly walked out onto the still icy fields claws out and on hind legs ready for whatever pokemon sent out next. She didn't hesitate to send out her final pokemon for this, which instantly reminded you of an ape by the way it cried out and beat it's chest a few times. A darmanitan! A galarian darmanitan which were ice type variants of the usually fire type darmanitans. Zen was your heavy hitter so this should be an interesting battle for sure.

"I'm going to be nice this time 'round and let you have the first move, Dear," Melony called out with a small hand wave. "It's only fair, and to be honest I'm curious to what you'll churn out. After all I've never battled a zangoose before."

"Just be ready for whatever he throws at you!"

"Do you hear that, Darmanitan? Brace yourself.~" In response the darmanitan made an ape like noise.

"Alright then! Zen use crush claw on the ground!" In response Zen cried out raising his left paw as his two large claws glowed a bright almost painful to look at white before he struck right at the ground and made an instant reaction. A GIANT glass shattering sound went off as a good portion of the icy layer was broken, not all of it but a good portion, and let out the snowy ground underneath. Zen wouldn't have a too hard time not slipping now.

"Leveling out the field! That's a smart move! I'm impressed!," Melony complimented with a small clap, "But I'm afraid you aren't the only one with that ability! Darmanitan use icicle crash!"

"Zen dodge it!"

"GOOSE!?" Zen let out a questioning noise as the darmanitan cried out.

"LOOK UP!" He did so and yelled out as GIANT ICICLES appeared in the sky and fell down towards him. With a loud 'ZANG!' he quickly retreated to all fours again and started running, suddenly stopping as an icicles crashed in front of him, twisting his body this way and that, and by SOME miracle not getting hit by any of the icicles crashing about. But someone did. And that someone was you. The icicles crashed to the ground breaking apart the already broken ice broken by Zen earlier and making shards of ice fly everywhere, which unfortunately flew right at you as well. Your pupils shrank as one went right towards you- "AH!!"

A rip sound only loud enough for you (and Zen with his super hearing-) heard and instantly the zangoose stopped...and he turned to you as a hand zipped up to your coat's hood. Nothing hit you actually, thank goodness but that ice shared tore a good sized rip into your hood letting the cold air in and hitting the side of your head...You sighed in relief that it had missed you but Zen didn't stop staring wide eyed.

"GOOSE!?"

"I'm ok!," you assured him before pointing back forward, "Ok! Zen let's use Mega Punch!" He didn't move..."ZEN!! I said mega punch!"

"ICE PUNCH!!"

Zen didn't respond staring at the spot that was ripped on your hood...Before his eyes narrowed and he ever so slowly turned back to the darmanitan who already had his arm raised with a white light surrounding it. Time seemed to slow as the rival pokemon swung at him, and Zen leaned back barely missing the punch which slammed down onto the ice beside him. And he reacted. It was so face no one really saw it coming. A bright light in an X shape was slashed right across the front of the ape pokemon's face making the darmanitan let out a cry of pain at the close attack and you audibly gasped. That-...THAT WASN'T MEGA PUNCH!! The darmanitan had barely fallen down when those same deadly claws wrapped around that giant wrist of his and with a turn off his heel and tug, over his body the darmanitan was flipped only to be slammed down into the ice.

SLAM!! SLAM!! SLAM!!

One slam after another Zen yanked the darmanitan, slamming him into the ground over and over and over again like a sledgehammer. Each one ending in a loud noise which left both you and Melony stunned. You hadn't ordered him to do that or X-scissor!! What was he doing!?

"Zen, knock it off!! Stop it and listen to me!!"

"DARMANITAN USE ICICLE CRASH AGAIN!!"

"ZEN!! I DON'T KNOW WHAT YOU'RE DOING BUT LISTEN TO ME AND USE THAT POKEMON TO SHIELD YOURSELF!!"

You weren't sure how but in between the tug of war Zen was doing to him he indeed made the giant icicles rain from the sky again which was unfortunately his undoing. Just as a giant icicle was raining down towards him, Zen did a 180 body twist and TOSSED the darmanitan into his own icicle making him give out a cry of his own and Melony give out a stunned scream herself. Watching her poor pokemon land just feet away. But it wasn't over yet. Two loud crashes rang out as claws dug themselves into the ground before Zen used his strength to launch himself across the ice right towards the darmanitan who didn't get up in time before Zen pulled his arms back and a series of punches began. The ice type cried out as Zen with his lips curled back into a menacing snarl threw a flurry of punches at him. Stomach, Gut, Shoulder, Head, and Face.

Stomach, Gut, Shoulder, Head, and Face. Stomach. Gut. Shoulder. Head. Face. STOMACH. GUT. SHOULDER. HEAD. FACE. STOMACH. GUT. SHOULDER. HEAD. FACE. STOMACH. GUT. SHOULDER. HEAD. FACE. STOMACHGUTSHOULDERHEADFACE-

Until with a final war cry of rage, Zen delivered a punch to the darmanitan's face so hard that it sent the ice type flying back skidding across the ice and snow covered ground until with a final thud it landed in front of Melony who-....Didn't even react?? She just stood there surprised for a moment staring at the form of her darmanitan before back to Zen. Elsa also remained blank face as you stared on in horror. YOU HADN'T TOLD ZEN TO USE CLOSE COMBAT!! The 'using the darmanitan to shield himself from the icicle crash' thing WAS definitely something YOU TOLD HIM TO DO but NOT close combat!! Zen just stood there heavily breathing paws balled into clawed fists before growling deep in the back of his throat and moving back stiffly to stand between yourself and the darmanitan laying face down in front of her.

"*HHHHHIIIISSSSSS!!!*"

Melony blinked for a moment at the long hiss the zangoose gave her and her pokemon before-....Smiling. "Oh. I see what that was all about now. AW!~ What a darling display of loyalty!~ I love it!" She gushed hands on her cheeks confusing you. What- "But unfortunately because he didn't listen he's all worn out now and tired. Oh Darmanitan, my little snow cone!~ It's time to stop playing dead now."

And then-...

Like what Zen just did HADN'T even happened-

You all watched as the darmanitan slammed his hands into the ground before pushing himself up and smiled dangerously at the dumbstruck zangoose-

"WHAT!?", you shouted completed in disbelief.

"Now dear, you didn't really think my pokemon were that easy to take down did you? After all, I've been a gym leader longer than Leon's been Champion." She waved her hand. "Oh of course other gym leaders are stronger than myself. Kabu, Raihan obviously, and of COURSE I'm no where near as strong as Leon and probably will never be-..." Her smile turned icy as she stared at you. "But it's going to take more than a few fighting type moves to bring down one of the pokemon I've trained with for nearly twenty years!"

"B-But-...Then how did Gloria-"

"She was smart. I'll give her that. She used her roserade's stun spore ability to instantly paralyze my poor snowcone to pieces." She sighed hand on her cheek. "The same move Milo uses against me whenever we battle. I've really got to better prepare for that later. However that's irrelevant now- Darmanitan!" She snapped said hand pointing at the smiling pokemon. "Taunt!"

Instantly a hand appeared and motioned for your zangoose in a 'come here' motion, to which Zen instantly hissed and chared forward at. "WAIT!! ZEN DON'T-"

"Ice punch!" The darmanitan raised his fist and with swing he swung at Zen but was stopped with a single crush claw of Zen's. "Grab him and don't let him go!" Zen's other hand was quickly grabbed in a tight grip Until they were both fighting against one another. At this rate Zen wouldn't have been able to

"ZEN! Flip him backwards!" Zen immediately obeyed literally falling onto his back and pulling the darmanitan forwards and up to slam onto his back- "GIVE HIM A TOSS ACROSS THE ICE!!" Zen. Obeyed. Jumping to his feet in an instant. Grabbing a hold of that darmanitan's wrist and with a dig of his heel, twisted around and tossed him across a patch of remaining ice. The pokemon let out a cry as it went skidding across the ice, Rolling over and over and over again until he inevitably slammed against a tree. WITHOUT EVEN FLINCHING the darmanitan shook itself off and got back up turning to Zen-

"MUM!!," Elsa suddenly yelled out making everyone look at her. The teen pointed at Melony's pokemon with a concerned look. "Darmanitan's past the treeline! Doesn't that mean he's out?"

Melony hummed. Then looked to her pokemon who shook off snow clinging to his fur, and then rose a brow. "....I think you're right." She smiled back to you with a regular smile again. "I guess you win by default, Dear."

"Yeah. But you still bested 'er in the first two rounds so ya still win!"

"Well it's not about winning or losing really," Melony stated as her pokemon came back over to her. It let out a content sound when she patted it's head. "You did such a good job! I'm so proud of all of you." She praised before returning the darmanitan and turning back to you. "It was to see how you could do and if I do say so you do need a bit of practice. You're not the worst trainer I've had the pleasure of battling against but there's definitely room for perfection." She then gestured to Zen huffing from the workout. "Especially controlling that's one insistence to jump the gun and fight for you rather than with you. Your pokemon chosing not to listen to you is usually because they see you as an incompetent trainer or is too stubborn or another problem. Rarely is it a problem because they're too worried about the trainer."

"Ugh." You facepalmed as Zen trodded back over to you and you instantly felt two giant paws grabbed the sides of your head as red eyes examined you.

"Ang?"

"I'm fine, Zen." Your hand trailed down your face and Zen stared at you skeptically. "I can see the problem...I'll definitely have to work on that." You turned Zen still holding your head to the gym leader. "But..thank you, Ms. Melony. I really appreciate your help."

The older lady only smiled at you. "But of course! I'm happy to help you-"

"Um..Hey Mom." Melony hummed and turned to Elsa who had walked up to join you all and the teenager look between you two then gave a sly smirk to her mother. "I have an idea. Why don't we invite Y/n to dinner tomorrow night? That way ya can give 'er all kinds of advice! N' Gordie'll be there too. He can give his friend tones of advice too."

"Oh, honey. You know Friday night's family night, and I'm sure Y/n's already got plans-"

"But Gordie said he wasn't coming," Elsa interrupted making Melony blink in surprise.

"He isn't?" Elsa nodded. "When did he say this?"

"He told me this mornin' to tell you but I haven't gotten a chance yet. He said his busy tomorrow with something special."

You lit up in realization. "Oh that's right! I'm going to be hanging out with him tomorrow."

At this both stared at you. Melony in surprise and Elsa knowingly. "You two are- OH wait! That's right!" Melony smiled again. "He mentioned the two of you were friends."

"Eh...Well yes. But he meant it more like a date wise."

"A date!?" Melony's hand grabbed her cheek in surprise again. "A date? He hasn't been on one of those since he was yelled at in public. I just thought he was too busy with his duties."

"This is perfect then!," Elsa butted in again. "We can invite Y/n for dinner and then Gordie won't miss dinner either!"

"Oh that's sounds like a wonderful idea!" Melony clapped her hands happily and smiled at you. "Of course you're invited, but please do ask Gordie first if he wants to. I wouldn't want to intrude or disrupt any plans you two already made."

You nodded. "Sure. I'll ask him about it tomorrow. But it's getting late now. I think I'd better stop by the pokemon center and then go home."

"That's not a bad idea. I think we should get our looked at as well. Do you mind if we join you?"

"Sure! Why not? C'mon guys!"

Your pokemon obeyed and followed you after Melony meanwhile Elsa walked slowly behind you both and rubbed her hands with a smirk.

"Step One of Operation Get My Brother A Girlfriend has been completed. Step Two is jus' around the corner."

-TIME SKIP TO NEXT MORNING-

It was snowing this morning again. Not surprising with all the clouds you saw in the sky yesterday but it did little to calm your nerves as you ran about this way and that trying to make yourself look presentable, debating on calling and cancelling the date with Gordie, and repeat the first two steps over and over again until you mindlessly going back and forth. Were you supposed to go find him? Was he waiting for you? Should you call him? No. Scratch that! You don't have his number! Were you supposed to wait here for him!? Your answer was given when there was a knock at the door making you jump nearly out of your skin and whip around to the door. Another knock sounded out and a voice came out from behind the door.

"Oi! Y/n, 's me! Open up!," Gordie called from the other side. "I've got somethin' real important ta discuss with you."

You stood frozen for maybe a couple more seconds before taking a deep breath, letting it out, and walking to the door. This was it. No backing out now. With a steeled expression against your nerves, you grabbed the door knob and opened it to the other side. What you were expecting was Gordie standing there with a somewhat concerned expression. What were weren't was the woman standing right next to him with a frown on her face......You blinked.

"Um...Hey, Y/n," Gordie started rubbing the back of his neck nervously. "Uh. You look good this mornin'. I uh-....Y-Y'know Officer Jenny right?" He asked with a nervous smile gesturing to the POLICE WOMAN next to him. "So funny story. She actually came to me because she wanted ta interrogate ya! HAHA!! Isn't that funny?"

You still stared saying nothing until eventually Officer Jenny sighed and looked you over with a raised brow. ".....Are you the woman known as Y/n L/n?"

"Uh...", you spoke numbly, "Yes?"

"I'm Officer Jenny of the Galarian Police Force, Poke-Federation Investigation Division or P.F.I for short, assigned to Circhester under the Chairwoman Dahlia's orders and under super vision of Gym Leaders Gordie and Melony respectfully." She pointed to the badge pinned to her coat front. "Currently I've been investigating a serious crime I believe is being held behind Circhester's doors. I've come to question you of how you obtained the pokemon you currently have in your possession."

"......Wat?"

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Bio Abigail

Full Name: Abigail Cooper

Nickname: Abi

Reason for nickname: -

Age: Around 18 to 20. Depends on plot.

Face claim: Odeya Rush.

Gender: Female.

Place of Birth: New York.

Birthday: November 1st.

Currently living in: wherever the plot requires.

Species/Race: Human usually but depends on thread.

Occupation: Aspiring Actress.

Sexual Orientation: Pansexual.

D/s: Sub.

Relationship Status: Depends on verse.

Kinks: Rough sex, toys, anal play, DP, oral (Deep-throat), public sex, multiple partners, forced sex, bondage, degradation, daddy kink, choking, breeding.

General background:

Abigail was only 15 when she ran from home, not able to stand another day with her father. Yet ever since she was looking for someone to fill the void, or in her case, several someones. She’s quirky and naturally submissive, knows what she wants in life. She’s aspiring to become an actress and will do anything for it, which often lands her on the wrong kind of casting couches.

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How Abi came home.

Wanting things you couldn’t have, the story of Abi’s life really but she didn’t mind. The young girl was determined to make something of herself and step one had been taken a little while ago, which was leaving her parents home. At last she felt free to do as she wanted and not what they wanted. The only thing that still lacked was a job. As she loved being on stage, she had enrolled at a casting agency and went to any casting call she could get.

It was sad that it never really lead to anything and soon she saw the end of her money. Abi was getting desperate, the room she rented she couldn’t afford anymore and she was a day away from being kicked out. Reading through the newspaper she saw an advert for a photoshoot, not bothering to read the rest of it after having seen the amount of pay offered, she picked up her phone and made the call. The man on the other side of the line sounded friendly enough and an appointment had been made for the afternoon.

Dressed in a little black dress, heels and her hair up in a ponytail, she made her way to the address that had been giving. Some apartment building just outside of town. With her bag clutched against her she rang the doorbell, a smile on her face when it opened. “Hello! I’m Abigail, I’m here for the photoshoot?” She said to the man that answered the door. “Abigail, welcome, please come in, I’m James.” The man said and shook her hand firmly, letting her enter. His eyes approvingly scanned over.

The man lead the way to one of the rooms in the back and let her enter first. “Let’s just get started shall we? You can leave your clothes over there.” He pointed to a chair. Abi looked at him confused. “I don’t understand, why do my clothes need to be off?” She asked hesitantly. “Like I said in the advert, we’re doing a photoshoot on bondage. So you’ll be tied up and photographed, clothes will have to be off for that.” James said wondering if she’d even bothered reading it. Abi nodded, swallowing the lump in her throat. “Right, yes, of course.”

This was definitely not what she expected but she was desperate for the money right now. She pulled the front zipper all the way down of her dress and let it slide from her shoulders. Her lace bra and panties followed. “You can keep the heels on and get on the bed on your knees.” James said while he get the camera’s ready and angled. The girl was petite and perfect for the shoot he had in mind, but not just for the pictures. Once she was sitting on her knees on the bed, he approached her. “Put your hands behind your back, darling.”

Darling, a strange word in this setting but Abi did as told, filing the first ropes slide around her elbows, feeling the pull that tied them together, causing her to have to push her chest out. “Do I get a safe word?” She asked politely. “Sure, let’s go with a traffic light red.” James said. “Red is fine.” Abi agreed, her arms being tied from her elbows to her wrists. At least it didn’t feel too bad, letting tie a harness around her body, looking down as it slowly formed, thinking it actually looked good. Next he slid ropes around her legs, tying them so she couldn’t stretch her legs anymore.

James moved away from her, to take several pictures. “Look at the camera, like it’s your boyfriend. You got a boyfriend?” James asked while he watched her through the camera. Abi giggled and shook her head. “No, I’m still quite new here, but I can imagine.” Another giggle sounded before giving the camera a sultry look and biting her bottom lip. “Perfect, such a talent!” James called out with a smile, trying to sound as sincere as possible. “Turn around and let yourself fall forward and on your knees, so I can capture that perfect ass.”

Abi wriggled slowly to get around which wasn’t easy with the ties and let her fall face forward onto the sheets. It was strange exposing herself like this, giving the camera a full view of her ass and pussy. James made a few pictures wit the camera behind her and the one on the side before approaching her. “It’s missing something.” He said, walking away to grab her panties and a roll of tape. He moved back to her. “Put this in your mouth.” James pushed the cloth into her mouth and once it was fully in, he used the roll of tape to wrap around her head to she couldn’t spit it out, nor could she speak. Abi wondered what he was up to not realizing fully yet that she couldn’t say any safe word as he took his belt off out of Abi’s view. “Just stay like that.” James said as he held his belt and raised it to strike across her ass. Abi screamed out at the sudden burst of pain but it only sounded muffled. “Hmmm Hmmmm!” Nothing more came out when she tried to say red. Another strike followed, James watching a welt forming as she tried to wriggle away.

He took a few more pictures while she was trying to get out of the ties, tears falling over her cheeks. James put the belt away. “You were made for the camera my dear.” He mused, smiling as he used his flat hand instead to spank her reddened ass. The mumbles of Abi continued, but when it turned to spanks she caught herself feeling aroused and fighting it, she didn’t want to feel turned on by this and just squirm away. Something with James noticed as he saw the glistening of wetness start to appear between her folds. “Looks like I haven’t just found a model but also a little painslut.” James mused as he let his fingers slide between her folds and forced two digits inside, fucking her hard and fast with them. Abi’s eyes rolled back, moaning against the tape around her head and in front of her mouth. “ We could use someone like you around. Be a good girl and I might help you make your dreams come true.” He said while adding a third finger which made her squeal against the tape.

James rubbed his thumb against her clit as a fourth digit stretched her quite painfully, making pain and pleasure start to mix. Abi moaned out, fighting the ties as she could feel her orgasm build inside. James could feel the clenching start around his fingers, his free hand moved to her face, taking hold of her nose while he forcefully fingerfucked her. Abi near panicked, unable to breathe now due to the tape and him holding her nose closed, she writes and convulsed on the bed to try and get away from his hold feeling her orgasm rip right through her, her eyes rolling back again due to the lack of air and the onslaught on her body, seeing stars when he let go of her nose, heavily breathing to catch her breath.

Though she wasn’t a virgin, she had never cum this strongly before, that much was for sure. James continued to fuck her, slowly pushing his thumb in as well to which she squealed, never having felt this full. He could push all his fingers in until the last knuckle of his thumb. “Good girl, now push back and take it in yourself.” He mused to which Abi shook her head, she couldn’t take anymore or so she thought. “Then I’ll just have to do it myself.” James smirked, forcing the last knuckle inside, painfully stretching her and his hand slid inside. Abi froze for a moment, her body trembling when he entered her fully, the scream she let out turning to a moan behind the tape when his hand turned into a fist inside her warm cunt. She felt more slaps being given to her ass while he fucked her with his fist. “You’re gonna be good to me, aren’t you?”

James reached up and removed the tape along with the panties from her mouth. Abi coughed and let a moan out, pushing back against his movements. “Y-yes…” She moaned the word out. “Call me Sir.” James said. To which Abi instantly corrected herself. “Yes, Sir.” He knew the girl would need to be trained and worked on but she’d fit in perfectly as the house slut.

“I have an offer for you.” James said as he pounded his fist in and out of her some more. “You can have your very own apartment here, no pay needed and in fact if you behave well enough, we’ll pay you. In exchange you’ll do anything we tell you to, whenever we want something. Your body belongs to the house. Deal?” James said, giving a harsh slap to her clit with his free hand. “Oh fuck! Yes…” Abi said, so caught up in everything shew was feeling that she wasn’t even sure what she had just agreed to, but a roof over her head sounded good enough to her.

#bio: Abigail #muse

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