#wishing you good luck for the week that's coming and please take good care of yourself

[vetteltea]

Paint the Town Red | MV1

summary: when the biggest rumour of the season turns out to be true, how will it effect the bond between you and your best friend?

note: hello! I am alive, I promise. The past few weeks have been wild and I'm slowly returning to be with you all! This is also my first ever SMAU, so PLEASE be gentle with me!

F1 ✔

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F1: BREAKING: Y/N Y/L/N to join Scuderia Ferrari in 2024!

The race-winner from Alphatauri will end her current contract with the Red Bull family after a record-breaking two seasons together. Y/L/N is the first driver to win four consecutive sprint races as well as setting phenomenal wins in Monza and Silverstone

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landoleclerc: FINALLY! she's getting some good recognition and deserves this seat so SO MUCH!!!!!! 😭

scuderiaferrari: welcome home, Y/N ❤️🏎️

pitstopboxbox: I can't believe the rumours were true lmao, who agreed to this?

y/ntauri: @pitstopboxbox she's so much better than half the grid, she deserves this more than anyone else 🤷🏻‍♀️

alphataurif1 ✔

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alphatauri: After two seasons together, Scuderia Alphatauri and Y/N Y/L/N will be parting ways at the end of the 2023 season.

Y/N has always been a valuable and loved member of our team; as the first woman in Formula One racing to score points on the grid, we are more than proud of all we have achieved together. She will always be a loved and appreciated member of the Red Bull Family. We wish her every luck in her future at Scudeira Ferrari.

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redbullracing: thank you for everything, Y/N! 💙❤️

lechairalonso: you all never deserved her, we know what was said about her! Y/N TO FERRARI!!!!!!!!

scuderiaferrari: we'll take good care of our girl! ❤️

yourusername ✔

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yourusername: After an incredible two years and discussions with Franz Tost, Christian Horner and Adrian Newey, I have come to the decision to leave Scuderia Alphatauri at the end of the 2023 season.

Racing has and will always be an incredibly huge part of my life; I will forever be grateful for the opportunity given to me by Alphatauri and the passion and energy I have been able to put into one of the most important things in my life. Franz has been a leader and a legend, Yuki my best friend and the entire team here and back home are phenomenal.

Whilst I am sad to leave behind a legacy created, I am proud to take my next steps into the future as a Scuderia Ferrari driver. This has been a dream of mine ever since I was a child and I cannot wait to fufill the wish that my younger self desired for so long. I want to thank everyone for your love and support along the way and I hope to make you all proud.

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ynarmy: onward and upwards! we can't wait to see your NEXT adventure! 🏎❤️

yukitsunoda0511: I'll miss you forever, keeping your seat warm always! 🤍

redbullsupermax: ain't no way Y/N is winning anything now, this was her best bet as a woman lmao.

sainztsunoda: @redbullsupermax PLSSSS and ur PFP is literally a cheater lMAO 😂😭

f1gossip

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f1gossip: Has the Y/L/N transfer to Ferrari caused issues already? Eagle-Eyed fans among the sport spotted that Three-Time World Champion, Max Verstappen, has UNFOLLOWED Y/N. 

The two have been known for having an incredibly strong relationship on the grid and Verstappen has mentioned to the press multiple times that he believes Y/N would be a suitable driver for Red Bull. The two have known one another since their racing in Formula 3. Has this move to Ferrari caused strain on this friendship?

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oconredflags: there's no way that something like this could split them up? they've been friends for SO long? 😭❤️

ferrarilover1655: nah I'm sorry, max is salty that she's moving onto better things. she has every right to be happy and he should be supporting her

vettellovers: @ferrarilover1655: she's literally moving to FERRARI. WORST MOVE EVER. 😂😂😭

astonalonso: LANDO IN THE LIKES BRUUUUUUH. 👀👀

scuderiaferrari ✔

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scuderiaferrari: The future is red. Say hello to the SF-24, designed and built in Maranello.

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raybans: we're painting the town red in 2024!

yourusername: 🏎️❤️

vettelschumacher: Y/N is going to be the greatest thing that's happened to this team in SO long

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sffanpage

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sffanpage: Charles Leclerc and Y/N Y/L/N at Maranello for the SF-24 Launch today! Y/N visited the museum before the official launch and the two were seen leaving the event at the same time after stopping to speak to fans!

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papayasainz: they look like they'll make SUCH a good team? They had so much banter during the launch I LOVE LOVE THE VIBE ❤️😭❤️😭

louisaferrari44: @papayasainz RIGHT? when Charles was welcoming her too and they were giggling when Fred came on, ICONIC 😅

ferrariofficialfanpages: we've need something fresh for so long and I'm so excited that this is happening 🤍❤️🏎

supermaxredbull: I give it 2 races and she'll be done lmao

yourusername ✔

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yourusername: The SF-24 is here and I am so excited! Such a beautiful car built by an incredible team. I hope I can do you all proud this year!

Thank you to everybody who came out to support the team; I feel so welcome and loved and I cannot wait to begin this season on a high! Forza Ferrari! ❤️🏎

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f1: we can't wait to see you on track in red!

ferrarifans16: SHE'S HERE! OH MY GOD SHE LOOKS SO GOOD AND I'M NOT READY!!!!!

charles_leclerc: welcome to the family! ❤️

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maranellomadness: Y/N IS ABOUT TO REVIVE US ARE WE ALL READY?????

charles_leclerc ✔

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charles_leclerc: SF-24 Launch was incredibleeeee 🤩

Thank you to all the fans and the love in Maranello today, I can't wait to get behind the wheel and bring us some memories and points. ❤️

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yourusername: forza charles! ❤️

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sffanpage: good luck this season Charles! we can't wait to see you bring home all the points!!

vettelalonso: CHARLES IN RED WILL ALWAYS BE MY ROMAN EMPIRE 😍😍😍

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[dollyhao]

no nut november has ellie sensitive :(. nsfw, cunnilingus (e!recieving), teasing

“no nut november?” your arms are crossed and your face is screwed up in confusion. “yup,” ellie says sitting on the bed leaning back on her arms. “no sex for 30 days.” your face doesn’t change. “i thought only men did that..?”

“jesse dared me.” “and you agreed?” ellie shrugs. you decide to see how far this goes, walking in between her legs leaning down to kiss her. ellie hands move to grab your waist but stop mid air. she pushes at your shoulders.

you pull away looking bewildered, “oh your being dead ass…” ellie can’t even fucking believe she’s doing this herself but she’s stubborn so she’s gonna stick it out. you stare at her with furrowed brows before your face relaxes and turns into a sudden smile. “ok,” you say grinning at her, “good luck.” you say walking to your kitchen.

wtf? are you upset or annoyed? if you are she wishes you would fuss at her instead of… smiling and making her feel unnerved.

it’s been a fucking week with no sex and ellie is SENSITIVE. the slight graze of your fingers has her flinching and wanting more. so when you decide to walk around the house in a crop top and some tight short shorts and ellie is practically in heat.

your laying on your stomach on the couch with a book in your hand while ellie watches you from across the room on the floor. she was supposed to be practicing a new song she was writing but she couldn’t stop glancing up at you. the way you lick your lips and absentmindedly play with your hair. or the way your ass moves slightly as you readjust yourself.

you look over at her because your not hearing her music anymore and see her already running her eyes up your body. you close your book opening your arms for her to come sit with you, “come here els,” you say trying so hard to hold back a smile.

ellie is never gonna finish this stupid challenge but you definitely won’t be the one to initiate it. so when ellie hurries over to you falling into your arms wrapping her arms around you, rubbing her hands over your back and trailing them down to your legs, you knew you had her.

“you ok? you’ve been so off lately..” you pulling away from her with a fake pout. ellie nods leaning in to kiss you. you let her peck your lips before pulling away. “els.. what about your challenge?” she lets out a loud groan throwing her head back, you giggle at her pecking her cheek. “please... let’s just..” ellie says before pulling you into a desperate kiss.

ellie grips your ass pushing her tongue in your mouth. you let her run her tongue over yours and moan in your mouth before pushing her away smiling, “let me take care of you,” you say rubbing her legs and kneeling on the floor in front of her. “please?” she says already pulling her sweat pants down. you break out into a wide grin seeing how desperate she is. you help her pull her boxers down and rub your hands on her thighs looking up at her with a sultry look.

“can you.. like, hurry?” she huffs out already leaking on the couch. “my love, did you think about what your stupid celibacy has done to me?” you say running your fingers up and down her slit, she nods furiously, “i—fuck— i know… i’m sorry.” she rubs the back of your head. you smile at her, pulling her to the edge of the couch laying the flat of your tongue against her clit dragging upwards slowly before taking her bud in your mouth.

ellie cradles your head with one of her hands as she throws her head back moaning loudly. she chants your name like a prayer when you fuck her with your fingers. “you like that baby~?” you smile at her with her juices on your chin. she doesn’t answer you as the knot in her stomach tightens she huffs and whimpers your name some more. but you got your answer when she clenched on your fingers.

you suckle on her clit again before she’s gushing on your fingers. ellie is resting her head on the back of the couches when she whispers “fuck me…” a shudder runs through her because your circling her clit slowly with your thumb. “i already did~” you say with a grin. “now my turn.”

#my baby 😕 #wlw #lesbian #the last of us #ellie williams #ellie williams x reader #ellie williams smut #ellie x fem reader #tlou ellie #ellie williams tlou2 #loser ellie

[444takeomi]

WHEN YOU’RE SICK

: ̗̀➛ summary: 1st gen bd taking care of their sick s/o

character(s): shinichiro sano, wakasa imaushi, takeomi akashi, keizo arashi

warnings: none

wc: 0.5k

a/n: i'm sick right now and i wish i had someone to take care of me, so i decided to write this instead💀 also i’m trying out a slightly different format for shorter posts like this one, not sure how i feel about it yet

: ̗̀➛ shinichiro

shin will literally drop everything to take care of you if he finds out you're sick. it doesn't matter if he's busy at work, he’ll close the bike shop without a second thought — you're always his number one priority, especially when you're not feeling well. he feels terrible when he comes home to find you all wrapped up in blankets, your voice scratchy as you weakly ask him if he can make you something to eat. he tries to make you homemade miso soup but he’s literally hopeless at cooking, so he ends up just making instant ramen instead. shin will cuddle with you and watch your favourite movies and tv shows, not worried about the fact he could get sick himself — he's willing to risk it if it means you start feeling better.

: ̗̀➛ wakasa

waka is already a clingy boyfriend, but when you're sick he’s extra affectionate with you because he knows you're not feeling well. he makes you something simple to eat like okayu (rice porridge) because it's easy on the stomach, but also because he’s not that great at cooking either. if you're feeling up to it he’ll run you a warm bath and will offer to help you wash your hair. he gets all pouty if you refuse to kiss him in fear of him getting sick, insisting that he’ll be fine and that one kiss won't hurt — however he ends up regretting his choices the following week, whining to you that he doesn't feel good. you have to spend the next few days taking care of him, and good luck because waka is so dramatic when he's sick.

: ̗̀➛ takeomi

omi was always responsible for taking care of his younger siblings when they got sick, and so he doesn't mind doing the same for you. he might complain about it a little, acting like your sickness is somehow an inconvenience to him, but underneath all that he's actually really worried about you and wants to do whatever he can to help you get better. he hates cooking with a passion, but he will go to the store for you instead and get you whatever you want to eat, as well as some tissues and medicine. omi will roll his eyes whenever you ask him to cuddle with you, but he always gives in because he secretly likes how needy you get when you're sick — he won't admit it out loud but he thinks it's adorable.

: ̗̀➛ keizo

benkei is so attentive when you're sick, you won't have to lift a finger. he has no problem with taking time off at the gym so that he can take care of you. unlike the others, he's a great cook and will happily make you homemade chicken noodle soup — he insists on feeding it to you even if you're perfectly capable of eating by yourself. he keeps on top of your medicine and checks your temperature throughout the day, just to make sure that your fever isn't getting too high. he also encourages you to drink herbal teas like ginger or peppermint, because they can help you feel less congested and reduce nausea. benkei wants to do everything he can to make sure that you're feeling better as soon as possible.

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#tokyo revengers #tokyo revengers x reader #shinichiro sano #shinichiro x reader #shinichiro x you #wakasa imaushi #wakasa x reader #wakasa x you #takeomi akashi #takeomi x reader #takeomi x you #keizo arashi #keizo x reader #keizo x you #benkei x reader #benkei x you #✩444.writings #✩444.drabbles

[leclerc-s]

big reputations - part nine

series masterlist // previous // next

alex albon I AM ERAS TOUR READY FUCKERS!!!

mark webber are you sure it's wise to take all of them with you?

mastermind oh i'm sure i'll regret this in about 20 minutes when they all start pushing each other to be at the front.

jenson button good luck to you then. can't wait to meet her in vegas, once again, sorry i couldn't make it mastermind it's okay, she understands.

george russell I'M SO FUCKING EXCITED

kevin magnussen i don't know how you managed to convince all 20 of us to show up together.

mastermind i'm letting you bring your wife and child kevin, that's how i convinced you. as for the rest of them, well i promised them an extra ticket for whoever they wanted to invite

oscar piastri is christian coming?

sebastian vettel YOU INVITED CHRISTIAN?? mastermind obviously? and mick too!

charles leclerc please tell him to stop calling

mastermind maybe you should listen to what he has to say? charles leclerc can’t according to sabrina i’m a masochist

carlos sainz you guys are really pushing that family narrative aren’t you?

oscar piastri you wish that was you huh? oscar piastri you’re sooo jealous - sabrina lando norris ARE THE SIX OF YOU ALWAYS TOGETHER? oscar piastri duh - sabrina

max verstappen you have got to stop hanging out with sabrina.

oscar piastri wow. you wanted us to bond and get along and now that we are you don't like? i can't understand you verstappen oscar piastri yeah what the fuck verstappen? - sabrina

lando norris wow, i've been replaced as oscar’s bff

logan sargeant piss off you crumpet that’s me and you fucking know it lando norris whatever george washington alex albon oh great. now all i’m going to hear for the next week the hamilton soundtrack. are you proud of yourself norizz? lando norris why does me calling him george washington have logan sargeant USA MOTHER FUCKERS!! FUCK THE BRITISH!! alex albon that's fucking why you muppet. every time you make a fucking america joke he listens to the hamilton soundtrack

mark webber i can't believe i let oscar drag me into this

oscar piastri oh be quiet, i know you're thrilled to be here.

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she's okay at performing i guess she's an angel, truly. oh my god!! gorgeous checo said to caption this, vamos a reputar!

lando norris CHAT IS THIS REAL??

yuki tsunoda WHAT THE FUCK????

max verstappen I FUCKING KNEW MY PLAN WOULD WORK!! charles leclerc I CAME UP WITH THE LYRICS VERSTAPPEN!!

max verstappen I FUCKING KNEW BEFORE ALL OF YOU

kevin magnussen i no longer have a voice and my hearing is gone

jenson button well now i'm so upset i wasn't there!

logan sargeant daniel ricciardo, you fucking gaslighter. you will pay for your crimes against the court

valtteri bottas congrats daniel, never doubted you for a second.

alex albon that's a fucking lie. we all fucking know it. none of us had faith in him

zhou guanyu thank you for invite daniel. i had fun.

daniel ricciardo of course zhou! glad you could make it!

yuki tsunoda HOW DARE YOU KEEP THIS FROM US RICCIARDO!!

oscar piastri added two people

sebastian vettel we should've known something was up when you insisted mark and i fly out to argentina

yuki tsunoda I DEMAND AN EXPLANATION RICCIARDO

yuki tsunoda I'M YOUR TEAMMATE RICCIARDO!! HOW COULD YOU NOT TELL ME?? ME?? OF ALL PEOPLE!!

lewis hamilton well that was fun

daphne jones huh, you were right, they were going to freak out.

sabrina carpenter i've never heard grown men shout so loud and i've been to a football game.

lando norris american or british? sabrina carpenter who cares?? it's still grown men chasing a ball??

lance stroll i have to know, what is max's problem with sabrina? is it real??

max verstappen she's annoying sabrina carpenter he's a little bitch charles leclerc i swear they like each other normally. max verstappen no, we don't sabrina carpenter no, we don't

yuki tsunoda I DEMAND AN EXPLANATION!!

daniel ricciardo not even my own mother is this upset yuki

yuki tsunoda YOU LIED TO US FOR MONTHS!! LIAR!

nico hülkenberg do we get to embarrass him in front of his girlfriend now??

daniel ricciardo NO! STOP! daphne jones oh please do!

fernando alonso i caught him screaming 22 back in 2014. i seem to recall jules laughing his head off as daniel screamed along to the words.

sebastian vettel i was his teammate for a season and he was always playing one of her songs. max verstappen i heard "fuck kanye" one too many times in 2017. mark webber he's been in love with you for far too long jenson button we didn't think he had it in him to convince you to date him.

lewis hamilton he sang the story of us after the hungarian grand prix to me and rosberg.

sabrina carpenter you guys said it was okay to say nico in front of him?? george russell only when referring to nico hülkenberg never rosberg

daphne jones well... this is an odd bunch

alex albon MS. JONES, I SWEAR WE'RE NORMAL!! logan sargeant see, even i don't believe that alex albon shut up logan

daphne jones i've heard enough stories to know none of you are slightly normal.

esteban ocon added one person

mick schumacher i saw this coming! it's not like they were subtle about it.

yuki tsunoda BE QUIET SCHUMACHER! LET ME WALLOW IN ANGER!

mick schumacher okay.

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strikethrough means i couldn't tag you

¡leclerc-s speaks! can't believe i'm almost done with this story. i literally love this one so much. i think i've like 4 or 5 parts left for this one.

¡disclaimer! this is in no way making assumptions about the people involved in this story, this is all fake. it is a fanfiction please don't take any of what is said seriously. this is all for entertainment purposes and as a creative outlet. enjoy!

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[romanoffsbish]

A Prompt List

Feel free to pick and choose from the list for your own stories, as well as send in requests (view my masterlist for who I write for) with whatever prompts if you please, 🥰

Angst/Fluff/Smut prompts listed. (18+)

Bonus points if you take the assigned genre and flip it 🤔😏

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Angst

“Are you serious?” / “I never wanted this!”

“This was never real, was it?” / “I was just a warm body for those cold winter nights…”

“You are vile…” / “I can’t believe I ever believed someone like you could love me.”

“Nothing good ever lasts.” / “Goodbye.”

“I love you.” / “It’s not enough this time.”

“Please, don’t leave me, we can fix this.” /“You left me first, I’m just finishing the job.”

“I love you Y/N.” / “Why do people only say that to me when they’ve wronged me? Am I not deserving of the guiltless love? Like the ones I see in fairytales, where they get swept away smiling, and not where I curl up to weep in my bed for another damn night.”

“I’m sorry.” / “For what exactly? Breaking my trust, and in turn my fragile heart? Or do you only mean that you got caught?”

“I can’t even look at you anymore.” / “Please…” / “This is the end for us.”

“I can’t live without you, I won’t survive.” / “Then I guess I’ll be back for your funeral.”

Fluff

“There’s nobody else I’d ever love like this.”

“Everything I do is for you—my beloved.”

*while stargazing* “If I could, I’d rearrange the stars for you, have them map out your face, because a beauty like yours should transcend the bounds of Earth my darling.”

“I can’t believe that the world had infinite chances to find me a soulmate, and I lucked out and hit the absolute jackpot with you.”

“Did you know that a kiss is worth a thousand words?” / “You should kiss me.”

“You’re the most gorgeous person here.” / “I’d never lie to you darling, god, I wish you could see you the way I do” / “Perfect.”

“Call them —, the worst they could do is say no to you, and trust me, they won’t…” / “They said yes!!!”

“I’ve loved you since the first time I ever laid my eyes on you.” / “Well damn, why’s it taken you so long to make a move then?”

“I can’t believe my cat/dog loves you more than it’s ever loved me.” / “Actually, on second thought it makes sense, you’re far too lovable to even question it; *pets name* you have good taste.”

“I will never tire of watching you sleeping next to me, you’re just so peaceful, and I get to celebrate that you’re all mine.”

Smut

“Careful what you wish for baby, because I’m nothing if not generous…”

“Where should I sit?” / “The couch works just fine, but if you prefer comfort, my face works far better my darling.”

“I’m not letting you go until you’ve either drenched the sheets, or passed out.”

“Fuck me like you mean it —, let everybody know I’m yours before I no longer am.”

“Aww, did my precious little dove think I’d just let that little stunt go?” / “I was hoping so.” / “You’re sadly mistaken toots, now prepare yourself for a long night full of passion, and if you’re lucky—pain.”

“Mommy isn’t very pleased with the outfit you chose to wear tonight, you made those fools think they stood a chance.” / “Maybe they did.” / *incredulous laughter* “Is that right baby? I go on one week long business trip and you just forget who you belong to? Don’t worry sweetheart, I’ll remind you.”

“Stay still, or I’ll have you warming daddy’s cock all night long.” / “That’s a good girl.”

“I-I can’t take anymore, please.” / “You can take it, and you’ll do it graciously, one more complaint and I’ll edge you all month.”

“Kiss me, please.” / “Is that all you want baby, is for me to kiss you?” / “N-no, I also want you to fuck me senseless, but a kiss sounded far more romantic.”

“If you don’t fuck me, I’ll be doing it myself!” / “I’m coming!” / “No, I am!”

#angst prompt #angst prompts #angsty prompts #writing prompt #writing prompts #fluff prompt #fluff prompts #fluffy prompts #smut prompts #smutty prompts

[mysicklove-main]

A/N: Tanjiro writing to his long distance partner bc thats so cute and im in love with him

My Beloved,

I feel as though a part of me is missing without you by my side. I find myself constantly looking for you, even though it’s no use. Oh how dearly I wish you were here. But even so, I feel at peace knowing you are at home and well rested. Safe from harm.

I can’t contain my questions. So please make do with my ramblings.

How are you? Are you sleeping well? Do you feel lonely at home? Have you been keeping busy? Has Shinobu been visiting you? Where Has your hair grown out since my absence? You haven’t been going out at night, right? Is your finger still bare?

I’ve been growing quite worried with the time apart. I feel as though you may find another if I leave for too long.

I’m sorry, I know you would scold me for thinking these things. I wish desperately that I could hear your scolding. But I can’t stop the thoughts that creep on me in the night.

Nezuko is doing fine. She’s getting stronger by the day. She misses you immensely. It’s strange to see how uneasy she is without you. I don’t blame her. I wonder, if you were

Inosuke and Zenitsu are also getting stronger. I hope I can keep up with them. I train day in and out hoping to not fall behind. I think I am getting stronger. I have been working on Hinokami Kagura. It drains my body, but still I push forward. I have to master it, even if it is such a slow process.

At night I find myself daydreaming. Maybe one day you could call your husband lover a hashira. Would we live together peacefully? Or would I be gone on missions like these? I don’t think I could bear to leave you for long. It’s so hard t But I am getting ahead of myself. I am only doing this to save Nezuko. And of course to protect you! I don't need to become a hashira.

I hope my crow has been delivering the gifts properly. I wish I could see the way your eyes light up when you receive them. I’m trying not to let the separation get to me, but when I think about these moments it’s always so hard.

I’m getting distracted again, I apologize my love. The crow should have delivered you the jewelry box. A kind woman sold it to me, and please don’t worry! I promise that it was fairly priced! I hope through its journey that it didn’t get chipped. But I know you don’t care about those things. Either way, I hope you use it well.

My beloved, I do have a favor to ask of you. I hope this is not too much to ask, but the same woman from the market told me about something that cannot seem to leave my head. She explained that many soldiers from the Meiji period used to tie fabric from their lover's kimono around the hem of their sword. It was a symbol of good luck, and that they will always be together no matter the distance between them.

I thought it was…romantic. It made my cheeks burn at the thought. I really I would love if I understand completely if you don’t want to tear a part off. But I can’t explain the joy I would feel if you did. I would treasure it dearly.

I have been avoiding the real reason I wrote this letter and I can’t go on without saying it. Oh, my love, I miss you dearly. I miss the scent of you. I miss your smile, your laugh. I miss waking up to you every morning, that vision never seems to leave my mind. I miss your voice, your touch. I desperately crave it.

I’m sorry. A man shouldn’t act like that. Tengen left his wives for months, and was completely fine. I wish I could do the same. It’s been five weeks and the fight seems to dwindle in me without you here.

I’m trying though. I won’t give up. I will make it home to you and then I swear I’ll never leave you again.

A couple more weeks until I am home. The thought of you in my arms once again makes me feel dizzy with need. I will come back safely for you.

So please, my everything, please take care of yourself. I can’t bear the thought of you being unwell. Please stay safe and don’t walk alone at night. Please eat lots and sleep well.

I will write to you next week with more updates. I promise the next one will be less about me and more about you. I want to hear everything about how you are doing.

I await for your reply, and hopefully the fabric.

I love you more than words can describe.

Forever yours,

Tanjiro

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[thecameronchronicles]

For The Price of Freedom

TW: Smut. Blackmail. Language. Degrading language. Dub-con. Dark!Rafe. 

SUMMARY: You are paying off a debt to Rafe. 

WORD COUNT: 1100

REQUESTED:

@magnificantmermaid asked

Hey, I hope you are open for requests. If not, just ignore this, please. I just adore your writing sososo much!

I was thinking about a dark!rafe x reader idea I dreamt about a few days ago, where JJ was stealing something valuable (a watch, a money clip or something else) from the Camerons household when they were all at Sarah`s place for a party and Rafe has JJ on tape. Rafe confronts the reader and pressures her into a "deal" or a "relationship"…. lets say JJ stole a watch worth $5000 and he wants 5 wishes granted by the reader in return (1 wish = $1000), otherwise JJ goes to jail. It is totally up to you what Rafe wishes for…

Maybe it is right up your alley :) <3 

*THANK YOU SO MUCH! I ADORE THIS IDEA AND I HOPE YOU LIKE IT, EVEN THOUGH I CHANGED IT A LOT*

For The Price of Freedom 

You knew there was no talking JJ out of anything once he had his mind set. But stealing from Rafe seemed to be one of his more ridiculous and reckless of adventures. Still, he fell away in the middle of the night, returning with enough loot to make it into a pogue's paradise. 

The day after, Rafe showed up with Barry and a slew of threats of just how undeserving and greedy you and your friends were. A promise to make JJ pay sent you to your knees with pleas. It was that sight that gave him an idea. One he denied Barry knowing about as he told him he could handle you. Once alone he explained you would work off your debt. What you didn't expect was how it would feel. 

That was two months ago. 

"Come on, you dirty little pogue...work off that debt..." You bounced over his cock in the front seat of his truck, rocking the suspension as his fingers are into your hips. 

"Is that all his life is worth to you? Come on, I know you can do better than that..." You rode harder as he took hold of your breast, feasting on its freed nipple as you cried out to him. 

"Yes!" You bellowed, slamming down on his rigid cock and rocking back and forth before he scoffed. 

"Greedy little thing...taking me so deep...JJ not satisfying you, huh?"

"You said if he touched me..." You stopped, too drunk on the way he was seated to such depth from within to care to reiterate. 

"What did I say?" He scoffed, taking a hard grip at the back of your neck to still you. Forcing every ounce of attention onto him. 

"Tell me or you don't get to fucking come." 

"You said if he touched me you'd kill him!" You cried as he nodded. 

"Yes, baby...and you know I would, wouldn't I?"

"Yes...oh God..."

"You gonna come?" 

"Yes! RAFE!" 

"Fuck me." He groaned, relentlessly pounding into you. 

"You make me come and that's another grand off your debt." You have long forgotten about the amount. The first blowjob you gave him when he was too high to try his luck at the club was the first spark of this twisted game. But it was a taste for him you reluctantly savored. Since then, every action came with a reward. A deduction you lost a care to track.

When you let him finger you at the last Kook party where JJ was ten feet away, none the wiser. When he came on your chest on the beach when you wore a swimsuit that drove him crazy. When you made him come in your hand during the movie night a week ago. But you didn't care as much about the amount as you did knowing you were the one making Rafe Cameron come. Hard. 

"Get on your fucking knees, you dirty little slut..." You obeyed. "Shit...you dripping over my car?"

You nodded, blushing. 

"Finger yourself until you until I say. Fast." You bowed over the console as he pulled your hair. 

"Yeah...just like that..." He toyed with your nipples as you rode against your hand. 

"Fuck, give me your mouth." You choked on him effortlessly. His thick cock easily able to suffocate you as you learned him well. 

"Yes...fuck yeah...just like that...good girl..." He showed his gratitude by the finger inserted into your sex. "Yes...yeah yeah yeah...you sound good baby...so fucking good..."

A smack to your ass made you gasp as he forced your neck as low as possible before fucking deeply into your throat. 

"Such a good little girlfriend saving your pathetic little pogue. No idea how lucky he is does he? Taking my cock like you're mine to save his useless ass..." His finger threatened that untouched hole between your cheeks. "Ooh...now your ass..." You rolled your eyes as he massaged the sensitive tissue between your pussy and your ass, both desperate for him. 

"You want to be free of this? Give me it..." You wiggled against his hand, one burning sensation and you were quivering. 

"Backseat!" He roared as you weren't able to situate before he was against your ass, spitting enough for proper lubrication. 

"Fuck." He thrust once, a hand working your clit as you rocked between him and the leather. 

"Shit! Tell me how it feels..."

"Oh God!" 

"He ever fuck you like this?"

"No!" You confessed. 

"And he never will. This is for me..."

"Yes! Yours!" He rubbed your clit ferociously. 

"Say it again and I'll let you come." He bit into your shoulder, the mix of pain and pleasure nearly too much. "I'll let you come right now if you fucking say it..."

“Yours!"

"Yes!" He grunted, squeezing and flicking your clit. 

"Come for me. Come for me while I come in your ass..." He gripped hard enough to leave bruises you wouldn't care to explain. Not when he made you come like this. 

Quivering. 

Dripping. 

Screaming. 

"Yeah yeah yeah...do that! Fuck! Do it again!" He ordered as you clenched around his cock. "Again! Again!" He smacked your ass as every clench brought him closer until he pulled you to face him. Swallowing his moans with a deep French kiss. 

"Rafe..." He palmed your breast through his orgasm until he could slip easily out of you. 

"Shit..." He rested on the backseat as you paused. 

"The debt..." You spoke, hopefully. 

"Is paid..." He wiped his brow. Suddenly the words were unwanted. 

"But...he took a lot...is there interest?" Your coquettish look made him scoff. Just as you had become insatiable for him, he had for you. Wanting any excuse to keep you as you did him. 

"Hmmm...that IS a good point..."

"How much?"

"Clean that seat and I'll figure it out..." You maneuvered as best you could, back away from him to lick the seat clean as he always expected. Only now, he situated himself back at your ass. 

"You don't want to be free of this, do you, baby?" You shook your head. 

"Then it's a good thing I'm never letting the debt be paid." He thrust again, validating what you hoped you'd never be free from. 

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[whatdoeseverybodywant]

All I Want Is You- Part 2

Jey Uso x Ex-Girlfriend Reader

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Reblogs, comments, likes, and feedback ALWAYS appreciated ❤ 

Janelle is played by Justine Skye

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Part 1

Saturday August 5th

“Trin it was awful, he basically compared me to Xavi’s mom” Janelle sighed. As she flopped back onto the bed. She had called Trinity as soon as she woke up to tell her what happened last night.  

“Can you blame him?” When Janelle didn’t say anything Trinity continued. “I mean you left just like she  did. And You didn’t see the fallout of you leaving. I’ve never seen X so sad before. I’m not saying this to make you feel bad neither Nelle but, for a year straight you were his maternal figure. All he knew was you and Josh aka mom and dad.” 

Janelle sighed,  she knew she hurt Xavier and Josh by walking out on them but it was for the best. 

“Trin, I wasn’t ready for all of that.” She wished she could've stayed on Raw and none of yesterday would’ve happened. Trinity scoffed over the phone. 

“Janelle, you fell into the role so easily though. I’m your best friend, you can tell me anything..” Trinity said she knew Janelle was lying about not being ready. When Janelle just repeated that she wasn’t ready Trinity scoffed again. “Bullshit. Tell me what was going on.” 

“Fine! I felt suffocated, felt like I couldn’t breathe. We fell into a routine of taking care of Xavi and I got scared.” 

“Scared of what?” Trinity said softly. “Janelle what’s going on?”  Trinity listened as her friend cried on the phone. “I wish I was there with you Nelly. Please don’t cry.”  Janelle went to get some tissue to wipe her nose. 

“I wish you were here too Trinny. This honestly sucks.” They talked some more before Janelle made up an excuse to get off the phone.

Backstage of Summerslam was buzzing, there were people everywhere. Both rosters, some people from NXT and a whole bunch of legends were in the building but when she heard Xavier call her name, all the other noise stopped and she focused her attention on him. 

 “Nelly! You like my face paint?!” Janelle smiled and walked closer to him. She was expecting to see him with Josh but he wasn’t, he was with Josh’s cousin. They greeted each other with friendly smiles. Janelle had met her a couple of times, when she and Josh were dating. 

“I love it.” Janelle said. Josh’s cousin had a smile on her face, watching the two of them interact. She was very confused when Josh told her that he and Janelle had broken up. She honestly thought that they would be engaged by now. She knew about the ring that he had bought a couple of weeks before Janelle left him. 

“I’m going to watch my daddy fights  uncle Jo-Jo and I’m going to be in the fronts row,” Janelle gasped. 

“Really? Wow, you're so lucky.” She said.

“Can you come watch daddy with us?” Janelle shook her head. 

“ I can’t bud. I have to work.” She said, Xavier pouted at her and muttered ‘okay.’ 

“Come on Xavi, we gotta go or we’re gonna miss your dads entrance.”  Xavier nodded and waved bye to Janelle as they walked away. 

“Wait!.” He yelled out rushing back over to Janelle. “You didn’t give me good luck kisses.” She tilted her head and looked at him.  “You give my daddy good luck kisses, but he not here. So I'll take them.” He said, smiling at her. He was a smooth talker just like his dad. 

Janelle chuckled. “Ok fine.”  She kissed both his cheeks, mindful of the facepaint then placed a kiss on his forehead. Josh’s cousin let out an ‘aww’ it was obvious that Janelle had love for Xavier.

Janelle placed one more kiss on Xavier’s forehead, letting him place one on her’s before letting him run back over to Lena. 

“Love you Nelly!” He yelled out behind him. 

“Love you too Xavier!”  She smiled as she watched him walk away. She felt like such a jackass for leaving him, but it was better this way. 

Janelle arrived at the hotel after SummerSlam later than she would’ve liked. She had spent 2 more extra hours at the arena filming and editing content. She stopped walking when she heard somebody call her name. 

“Ms Porter?” She turned to look at the worker behind the desk. 

“Yes?” She asked slightly confused, 

“Someone left these here for you.” The employee said, handing Janelle a big bouquet of roses and two envelopes. 

“Oh wow.” Janelle said in awe. “They’re beautiful.” 

The employee smiled at her. “Yes they are ma’am. Whoever got you these is in love with you” There were only a handful of people that knew she was staying at this hotel and none of them she was involved with romantically. Her heart started to pound in her chest when Josh flashed through her mind. She shook her head causing the employee to look at her weirdly before walking away to help another guest. 

Janelle took the flowers and went over to the elevator. Once she got in her room she set the flowers down on the table and sat down on the bed to read the cards. Opening one of the envelopes, she let out a gasp when she pulled out a picture of her and Xavier. Josh had taken it. She knew it was one of the ones he kept in his wallet because of all the bends in it. 

In the other envelope was a folded piece of paper. Opening it, she felt her eyes start to water as she read it. 

For 24 hours all i've been thinking about is you. Even during my match with Joe. Pathetic right? I can’t get you out of my head J. I keep looking at this picture of you and Xavi and i’m still so fucking confused, why did you leave? We were happy. I was happy. Xavier was happy and if you weren’t happy why didn’t you say anything. I’m sorry if I was pressuring you into starting a family. I just love you Janelle. I wanted ,   want  to spend the rest of my life with you. Tell me what I can do to fix this so you can come home. - Joshua 

 Janelle was full on crying now. It wasn’t that she wasn’t happy with Josh and Xavier, she was very happy being there with them and that was the whole point.

Josh sighed as he sat on the couch, finally able to put and overly excited Xavier to sleep. He looked over at his brother when he sat down next to him. 

“You alright Uce?”  Josh just shrugged. He honestly didn’t know how to feel right now. He wanted to be with Janelle. He wanted a family with Janelle. But even from their talk yesterday, it was obvious that wasn’t what she wanted. He didn’t know why he sent the note and the picture to Janelle. The flowers were from Xavier, but Josh saw an opportunity to get what he wanted to say off his chest.  

“I’m stuck, man.” He finally said. “It’s so fuckin’ obvious that she doesn’t want to be with me. But I can’t move on. Man seeing her yesterday just brought back all them feelings that I had locked away.” 

Jon felt bad for his twin. Honestly their whole family felt bad for him, everyone thought that Janelle was the one for Josh. 

“Man, listen Uce. You gotta think about that little boy in there. He’s involved in this just as much as you and Janelle.” Josh nodded his head. 

“I know. I keep thinking about our conversation yesterday and It doesn���t make any sense. She kept saying that she wasn’t ready. But she would get up when X had nightmares, she would be the one to read him bedtime stories. She would be the one to do bathtime. So what the fuck. I never asked her to do any of that. She did that shit on her own.” He said, slightly raising his voice towards the end. 

“Well, she called Trin earlier. “ Jon sighed. “She told Trin that she was starting to feel suffocated, and that she was scared..”  

Josh looked over at his brother. “Scared of what?” Jon just shrugged. 

“She didn’t say.” 

August 8th

Janelle let out a shaky breath as she pulled up in front of her old house. She spent 2 days re-reading his letter to her. She needed him to understand why she left. Wiping her palms on her pants she exited her car and walked up the steps to the front door. 

Josh’s face was full of shock when he opened the door. She gave him a small smile and cleared her throat. 

“Can I come in?”  She asked, walking in when he moved to the side. She stood in the foyer awkwardly. She looked around noticing that he never removed the picture of him, her and Xavier from the end table. She followed him to the living room. Sitting in one of the chairs across from the couch he was sitting on. 

He still didn’t say anything. He was just watching her as she looked around, seeing what he changed since she moved out. 

“You want something to drink?” He asked, she shook her head no. “Okay, so whatchu’; doin here?” She wiped her hand on her pants again, clearing her throat. 

“I wanted to talk to you. I got your note and flowers. Thank you.” He just shrugged. 

“The flowers were from Xavier. He saw them and said we had to get them for you.” She smiled at that. Speaking of Xavier, it was too quiet.

“Where is he?” She asked. 

“Pops is in town, took him out for a bit.”  She nodded.  “What do you wanna talk about?” He asked, sitting back on the couch. 

“Trinity told me that she told Jon who told you what I said to her on the phone. When I said I felt like I was being suffocated. It had nothing to do with you or Xavier. It was everything to do with me and my own selfish reasons.”  

“What reasons? Help me understand Janelle”  She groaned and closed her eyes. 

“Josh, I wanted to go out and have fun too. I missed out on so much because I was here with you guys. 

“I never asked you to miss out on stuff.” He said cutting her off. “If you wanted to go out you should’ve just went out! Nobody was stopping you” She was pissing him off and not making any sense. 

“That's the point Josh!” She said yelling and standing up from the chair. “Nobody was stopping me. I have free range to do what the hell I wanted to. But I wanted to be here with Xavier. I wanted to give him baths. I wanted to read him bedtime stories. I wanted to do all of that.”  She yelled, wiping her tears. “I had to leave Josh. When I came to the realization that I loved Xavier like he was my own and that I wouldn't mind having kids with you I had to leave!” She was pacing back and forth now. 

He was more confused now than he ever was. 

“Why did you have to leave?”  When she didn’t respond he jumped up off the couch and stood in front of her, stopping her pacing. He grabbed her shoulders and shook her. “Fucking talk to me Janelle. What do you mean you had to leave.” 

“I didn’t want to be like my mom!” She finally shouted. “I didn’t want to wake up one morning hating you, or Xavier or any of our children, if we had any. I figured it’ll be better for me to just leave” Josh cupped her face and wiped away her tears. 

Everything sort of made sense to Josh now. She had confided in him about everything her mom had put her through when she was younger. All the mental abuse Janelle had to go through until she graduated high school and went off to college. 

“Janelle, you’re nothing like your mom. Nelle the love that you show for Xavier is crazy. You remember that time you almost beat that kid mom's ass because her son was picking on Xavier?” She laughed and nodded. “That right there should show you that you are better than your mom.” 

“But-” He cut her off. 

“But nothing. You are better than your mom. Way better. Whatever thoughts you had we could’ve talked them out instead of you leaving.” 

“I honestly thought I wasn’t ready for that. But seeing him again the other day made me realise how fuckin stupid I was being. I’m sorry” 

He nodded. “I know you are. But it’s ain't me you gotta apologize to, it's Xavi. He cried for days when you left.” Janelle felt her bottom lip start to quiver. She felt so bad for leaving Xavier the way she did.  “Why couldn’t you just talk to me?” 

“I don’t know Josh. I was scared you wouldn’t understand where I was coming from.” She cupped his cheeks and brought his head down so that his forehead was resting on hers. “I’m sorry.” 

“I’m sorry too. About comparing you to his mom. You nothing like her Janelle.” 

“It's okay, I know you were mad, heat of the moment type shit.”  He leaned his head back so he could look her in the eyes. 

“It’s not okay, I’m surprised you didn’t slap the shit outta me.” She laughed and placed her head on his chest, wrapping her arms around his middle. They stood there embracing each other.  “I don’t know about you.” He said after a minute. “But I was in a grueling ass match the other day and my body hurts.”  She picked her head up and arched her eyebrow. 

“Whatchu tryna say?” 

He smirked at her.  “We can go upstairs, you can give me one of those full body massages I've been missing.” 

She laughed, throwing her head back. “You mean the massages that always lead to something more.” 

“Shiit, I mean..” He trailed off. Laughing when she hit him in the chest. “Alright, you staying for dinner?” 

She nodded and followed him into the kitchen. “Yeah I’ll stay.” 

One more chapter. ❤️ Thank you for all the comments likes and reblogs on part 1 hopefully this part is just as good.

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[jpitha]

Between the Black and Gray 3

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Ma-ren was busy.

Helena had called out so, they were down a server during the lunch rush. Ti'ka helped spread the load, so it wasn't insurmountable, but it was busier than she had been in a while. She had told Fen to stay home today just to give things another day to cool down so Ma-ren felt additional obligation to make some extra money.

A bell sounded, and an unseen hand from the kitchen slid out a plate of pancakes for that new human eating outside. Ma-ren grabbed her plate and the coffee pot and strode out.

"Here are your pancakes, sorry for the wait! Would you like another coffee?" She placed the plate in front of him and made sure he had napkins and syrup.

"I would love another cup, thanks so much." He grinned widely as she poured. "Hey, I'm sorry for staring earlier, you just look familiar."

"Oh it's all right. Maybe I just have that kind of face." Ma-ren flicked her tail and looked back towards the kitchen. "You're new here right? When did you arrive?"

He finished chewing the pancakes and swallowed. "Just came in a couple hours ago on a freighter. I'm going to see if I can find some work and earn enough for passage on to the next station."

"Oh? Where are you headed?" Ma-ren switched to Colonic smoothly. Then, she realized what she was doing, shook her head, and her ears twitched. "I'm sorry, I shouldn't pry. I apologize, you don't have to tell me your business."

He chuckled and waved his hand, dismissively. "I haven't had a chance to speak Colonic in years. It feels good, like dusting an old cabinet. "No, no it's fine. I guess I'm making my way to Lemilar."

"Well, good luck on your journey!"

"Thanks Ma-ren, I'll try." He looked down at his food and then back up. "Actually, Ma-ren, can you recommend a hostel around here? I need a place to stay for a week or two."

Ma-ren laughed. "Friend, there's no place like that for humans or K'laxi here."

The human looked around. "Yeah, I kind of got that impression from the welcome wagon down on the promenade."

"Oh? Did you meet Tam? How much did he shake you down for?"

"He tried for one hundred Stars, but he didn't get any."

Ma-ren blinked. "Wait, you beat up Tam?"

The human shook his head quickly. "No! I just dodged his half-assed punches until he got tired and left."

"Oh I wish I could have been there for that! Someone needs to take Tam down a peg or two. He goes after humans and K'laxi, and not just newbies on the promenade. He comes up here and causes trouble, and when security comes, they harass us." Ma-ren looks back at the kitchen. "Look, I have to get back to work, but anyone who can take on Tam and walk away deserves praise. I've got a couch, you can crash with Fen and I for a day or two while you figure things out."

He blinked. "Are you sure? That's awfully generous. You just met me, I don't even think you know my name."

"Hey, we take care of our own up here. Ancestors know nobody else will. There's no reason for you to sleep out in the common if you don't have to." She winked. "So, what's your name then, friend?"

He suck out his right hand. "I'm Gord. Pleased to meetcha."

Ma-ren leaned back. "What's the hand for?"

Gord looked at her, and then at his hand, and put it down slowly. "Don't worry about it. It's an old greeting."

Ma-ren's ears twitched again. "Well Gord, I'm on for another couple of hours and then I'll take you back to our place. I'll bring you the check for the pancakes, but I can keep the coffee going so the boss doesn't wonder why you're still here."

Gord finished his food and took out a battered pad and read while sipping three or four coffees while Ma-ren finished her shift. When she was finished, she walked out in her street clothes. "Ready Gord?"

Gord snapped the pad shut and picked up his pack. "Sure thing Ma-ren. Lead the way."

She took him to her apartment over on the other side of the floor. As they approached her building, they passed Da'reni sitting out front reading again, his gray muzzle buried in his pad. Ma-ren waved. "Hey Da'reni, I've got a boarder for a couple of days. New arrival."

Da'reni grunted and flicked his eyes up. He did a double take and stared. His ears flattened, and he looked like he was going to say something. Then, he fluffed his fur and grunted and went back to his pad. "Careful, newbie. You've got that kind of face. The one that gets security called up here."

Gord raised an eyebrow, but said nothing. Ma-ren's tail flicked. "Don't worry Gord, that's just how Da'reni is. Come on, you can come up and meet Fen and get settled.

Ma-ren bounded up the stairs while Gord walked more carefully. When she got to the apartment door, she touched the locking stud and the door buzzed and opened with a loud click. "Fen hon, I'm back and I bought a friiiiiiiiend!"

There was bustling from the kitchen area. "Oh, who is it? Did you drag Helena back again?"

Ma-ren laughed. "Nah, newbie off a freighter. Get this, he managed to dodge getting beat up by Tam!"

Fen leaned around the corner, face covered in flour and a towel draped across her shoulder. "Okay, you win. Hey newbie, I'm Fen."

He waved. "Gord."

"Sit Gord, you drink tea? Too bad, I'm making some. I'll have cookies out in an hour."

Gord, Fen and Ma-ren sat around their small table, drinking tea while Gord brought Fen up to speed and telling them about dodging Tam.

"Shit Gord, I know how hard Tam can hit-" Fen rubbed her cheek "-first hand, and the fact that you dodged him is nothing short of impressive."

"Oh, it wasn't so much, but thanks all the same. He really telegraphs his moves, and I know that a Gren really only has three or four punches in them." Gord sipped his tea politely.

Gord put his cup down. "So Fen, Ma-ren how long have you been here? Sure seems like they are trying to get all the humans and k'laxi to move along."

Fen and Ma-ren shared a look and then laughed. "Oh Gord, we were born and raised here. Most of the time, the station authorities ignore us. Our parents came in on Spyglass and these days it's not going anywhere so we just... stayed."

Gord blinked. "Wait, Spyglass? The Starjumper? She's here? Where?"

Fen raised an eyebrow. "Docking bays thirty three through forty. We have a big fundraiser every year to pay the docking fees. We probably should just scrap it, but we can't bring ourselves to do it. It saved all of us."

Gord looked at them in horror. "Scrap her? No, you can't do that! Have you even asked her what she thinks of that?"

Ma-ren looked at Gord carefully. "Her? Gord, Spyglass is a ship. A creaky, old, cold, human made ship. It's probably the oldest thing on this station by a long shot. It's not alive."

Gord boggled. He shut his mouth and took a deep breath in, and then out again though his nose. He picked up his tea and Ma-ren noticed his hand was shaking. "Gord? What are you not telling us?"

At that, Gord smiled. "Quite a lot, actually. But that's neither here nor there." He sipped his tea, took another cleansing breath and seemed to collect himself. "Can we go over to Spyglass? Can we go in her?"

Fen shrugged. "I mean, it-she's cold. The reactors failed decades ago, but she's not like, guarded. We used to play there as kids."

"Will you take me there? It's important. I need to see something." For the first time since they met, Ma-ren noticed that Gord was nervous.

"S-sure Gord. We can head over." Fen looked up at the clock over the stove. "Curfew isn't for a few cycles, let's go now."

#humans are deathworlders #humans are space orcs #humans are space oddities #writing #humans and aliens #jpitha #sci fi writing #humans and ai #Between the black and Gray

[petite-madame]

I've been following you for probably 10 years by now and even I got offended about that Anon. I don't really draw portraits anymore myself but you've been a great inspiration and I often come back to look at your work. I understand the hate for AI as much as any other artist but to come for them if you don't know exactly and just insult their work in my eyes is just as bad. It's just as defeating and demoralizing. Please just if you don't know for sure just avoid it then or ask to make sure, don't be a mean asshole and insult them like this. "Everyone can tell" apparently not anon. I hate that "actual artist can tell" like it implies perfection in art can only be accieved by machines or aomething. Have you seen the statue of david???? get a life

Hi anon

[In reference to this post - that will be the last ask I'll share on the matter, this anon received enough attention already (not the one sending this ask, obviously, the one from the link)]

Thank you so much for your support and your very kind message, it means a lot. 💗

I hate that "actual artist can tell"

It's some sort of "call to authority fallacy", it's basically the equivalent of "a study says that..." (= zero serious source) or "my girlfriend is Japanese" (= every time that someone wants to say something stupid about Japan and tries to justify it). I've been dealing with this crap since 2009, I guess that "your art is AI" is just a bizarre but logic continuity. Not to mention that every time I posted tutorials, step by steps, WIPS, etc...I received messages like "You are trying to justify yourself". Damn if you do, damn if you don't. 😂

I understand the hate for AI as much as any other artist but to come for them if you don't know exactly

That's the problem I had with this anon. Ask me about my process, my brushes, my textures. I'll share links to posts that details everything but don't come to my inbox with this "actual artists can tell" bullshit because I've been one of these "actual artists" for decades. On the bright side, I haven't laughed at an ask for weeks, so there's that. 😁

you've been a great inspiration and I often come back to look at your work

It's so kind of you to see me as an inspiration. 😭 It's such an amazing compliment. I hope you'll get back to portraits (if it's what you want you want to do!) and I wish you good luck in your future art projects 💗

Take care and have a great weekend.

#pmasks

[obsolescent]

Hey!! Next one week I’m getting braces and as someone who has very strong anxiety this has been getting me so much stress and making me feel like complete crap. Could you please write a ghost x reader (gn since I’ve read that’s what you use:) ) trying to help reader just relax or feel better. Something like that would be nice. Love you work, you are amazing take care 🩷

Don't you Fret

Author’s Note: Hi! This is so sweet. This will make my first Ghost x reader piece! I hope you enjoy it and I hope it’s what you were looking for! Also I left this ambiguous on what the procedure is, so if any of you are worried about any kind of upcoming procedure I hope this eases your worries some ♡ Good luck by the way!! You’ll do great :)

Content Warnings: Gender neutral language used, fluff, Simon trying to understand southern slang lol

You stare down at the paperwork in front of you. The contract, consent forms, guidelines, and instructions on what to do in preparation for your procedure next week lay scattered across the coffee table. Your leg is bouncing a mile a minute while you chew on your nail, the reality of it starting to set in. 

To say that you’re an anxious person…Well yeah, you are. It’s even worse when it comes to medical procedures. This ain’t even that extensive of one, but reading the step-by-step process of what will happen, how long it’ll take, and the aftercare is making you pretty antsy. “Ugh,” you groaned, putting your face into your hands.

“You alright, love?” You jumped, twisting around to find Simon standing behind you. “Good lord, felt like my soul left my body,” You gasped out. He snickered, walking around the front of the couch to sit beside you.

He grabs your hand and begins stroking it, his thumb rubbing soothing circles into your skin, helping to ease some of your nerves. He glances at the papers laying across the surface in front of you two and asks, “This what’s gotten you on edge?” “An understatement,” You grumbled, “More nervous than a long tailed cat in a room full of rocking chairs.”

He stared at you for a moment, face blank, before those blond brows of his started to furrow, brown eyes narrowing. You can almost see the equations floating around his head as he tries to decipher the phrase. “Fucking hell. English, please. Or at least slow down, can’t understand with you talking so fast.” 

“I’m very fucking nervous, alright?” You mock back, a poor attempt at an English accent. He huffs at that, before pulling you into an embrace. “Cheeky,” He muttered into your hair, giving a kiss to your head. You sighed, sinking into his warmth.

You’re so glad to have him home with you at this moment. The two of you always appreciate your time together, but you more so now than usual, with how worried you’ve been.

“Anythin’ I can do to help ease your mind?” He asks, rubbing soothing patterns into your back. You hum, nuzzling your face into his neck, before saying, “Not sure. I feel like crap right now, upset with myself for being so upset. It’s annoying! I wish things like this didn’t bother me, that I could be more like you. It seems like nothing phases you, you’re always so cool and collected.” You sighed, fiddling with the hem on his sweatshirt’s sleeve.

“It’s not like I’m having extensive surgery that’ll have me under for hours!" You exclaimed, making exaggerated hand gestures while speaking. Simon grunts in agreement, “Can’t help what your brain is in shambles over, love.” You sighed again, pulling away to look up at him. 

“Darling,” He said, voice gravelly. He cups your face in both hands. You look into his eyes, finding adoration and warmth. You feel a tingle in your nose, a sign you’re about to start crying. Scrunching your face up, you will the tears away, unsuccessfully. You start to sob, your hands coming up to cover your face. “None of that now,” He says, pulling your hands away, peppering kisses across your tear stained cheeks. 

“I-I’m sorry,” You choked out, “I feel pl-plumb stup–” Before you can finish your sentence, Simon is picking you up in his arms. You squealed, latching onto his shoulders as he made his way to your bedroom. He opens the door, walks toward the bed and drops you onto the mattress before plopping himself down beside you. He turns you towards him, bringing you into his warm embrace once again.

“Now then. We’ll stay here as long as we need, yeah? Just let it all out, alright?” He murmurs, running his fingers through your hair. You cling to him, feeling safe and secure in his grasp. Hiccuping, you replied, “Thank you, Simon. Love you.” Your words are muffled by his shirt. He chuckled, pulling back enough to bring you into a kiss. “Love you, too, pet,” He whispered after he pulled away. Under his breath, you hear him begin to hum.

You two stay interlocked, listening to his heartbeat and humming, it lulling you to sleep. His hand continued its ministrations on your scalp as he felt your breathing even out. He pulls far enough away to look at your face, relieved to see you so calm. He smiles to himself, rubbing his thumb across your cheek. “My favourite,” He whispered, content with you relaxed in his arms. 

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[coltrainbat]

I think all my little brain cells are dead from studying send Chris fluff plz

Bed. Now.

A/N: As you wish. Good luck to all my girlies in finals week, drink water, take a shower, brush your teeth and remember you're not going to do your best if you're not rested!! Go to bed. It will be still be there when you wake up in the morning.

You typed away aggressive on the keys. Only stopping to sip your Red bull, your eyes tired and sore as you rubbed away signs of fatigue. Your music played loudly through your noise cancelling headphones meaning you did notice Chris sneak into the study and stand in front of you until your laptop screen closed with a thud, merely missing your fingertips. 

  “Hey!’ you yelped, pulling off your headphones.

  “Bed. Now.” He said sternly, holding out his hand for you to take.

“I’m almost done, it’s due tomorrow night.”  

“It won’t be any good if you don’t sleep.”  

You sulked at him from your seat, leaning back and rubbing your eyes with a heavy sigh.

  “Baby please its almost 12:30, Dodge and I can’t go to bed without you.”  

You looked down to your left at the pup who had just appeared at your side. Whining a little as he placed his head on your lap. 

You smiled at him, scratching the spot behind his ear. “Did Daddy pull you into this huh? Turning you against me?”

  “Tomorrow morning first thing you can come back, I’ll even make you pancakes and coffee.”

  “Really?” Your eyes perked up at the promise of breakfast

  “Yes.”

  “Are you gonna burn them?”

  “I will do my best not to now come on Y/N, please?” his hand still stretched out, shaking a bit for emphasis. 

  “Fine.” You let him pull you up by your arms. His arms instantly wrapping around you. 

  “You’re too hard on yourself.”

  “I need a good grade Chris!”

  “And you will get one… tomorrow.” He looked down on you, his arms still firm around your waist. 

  You walked towards the bedroom, Dodger running around ahead lion in tow, your arms wrapped around Chris’ arm as he led you to bed. 

  The covers already opened for your impeding arrival, herbal tea on your bedside table with steam still coming from it. 

  “You weren’t going to let me finish, were you?”

  “Nope.” He popped the P placing you down on the bed. 

  “Yeah, well my blood is 80% redbull now so doubt I will be falling asleep easily.”

“That’s fine as long as you’re relaxing.”

He settled in next you, his arm stretching out for you to cuddle against his chest. Remote in the other hand putting on some random movie.  

  You sipped your tea contently against his chest. 

  “Happy?” 

  “Very.”

  “Good.” He kissed your forehead, hand softly stroking your hair. 

“I’m serious you know?”

“About what?”

“You’re going to burn yourself out.” 

“It’s finals week!”

“That doesn’t mean the world stops and neither should you. I can’t watch you lock yourself in the study for 15 hours a day, chugging redbulls and not eating. It’s not healthy sweetheart.”

  “I know but it’s almost over.” 

  “I’m proud of how hard you work but you need to take care of yourself.”

  “And why would I do that when I have you?” 

“Fair enough but that means you have to start listening.”

“Or what?” You challenged playfully. 

“You want to find out?” His eyebrows rose as he looked down on you, his tongue peaked out, sinister thoughts running through his mind. 

 “Come here you little overachiever.” Suddenly he was on top of you, hands snaking under your shirt, trailing up and down your torso in a tickling motion. Head immediately joining his hands under your shirt, blowing raspberries on your stomach.

You squealed in delight at the sudden tickle attack.

  “Chris… stop… stop!! I’m gonna pee!” 

His head came back over your shirt pulling the fabric down, face now desperately close to yours, leaning down to kiss your lips tenderly. 

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[spoilmesweetieforficssake]

Established Melissa/f!reader fic where melissa is sick and refuses to rest and just gets worse so reader convinces Mel to let her care for her <3 please <33

First - thank you for being so patient! I know this ask has been in my inbox for a while. Second - I really hope you like it!

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“I told you, I’m fine!” snaps Melissa as you stand before her desk, hands on your hips.

“Oh yeah?  So the small mountain of tissues on your desk is just normal, is it?”

The red head let out a huff.  “It’s a sniffle.  You know these kids are little plague mongers.  I’m fine.”

You hold up your hands in defeat, turning on your heel and heading for the door.  “If you say so.”

“Well I say so!” barks Melissa at your retreating back.  You pretend not to hear her sneeze as you reach the doorway of her classroom.  A tactical retreat you tell yourself.

*

You glance at your watch from where you stand by the microwave heating yours and Melissa’s lunches.  It’s not like Melissa to be so late to lunch.  Not without messaging you at least. 

“Barbara, you haven’t heard from Melissa, have you?”

The older woman turns in her chair to look at you.  “Sorry, sweetheart, but no.”

You let out a sigh.  “Didn’t think so.”  Turning to retrieve the now hot lasagne from the microwave, you load it onto a plate before grabbing two forks, your water bottle and heading in the direction of the red head’s classroom, Barb wishing you luck as you leave.

When you get there, the door is closed, but that doesn’t put you off.  You knock before turning the handle and letting yourself in.  As you suspected, Melissa is still at her desk, only now she’s sitting with her head in her hands.

“Still fine?” you ask, snagging a chair to bring it to the opposite side of her desk as you move across the room.  It takes a little juggling but you manage to place lunch in front of her without incident. 

“Just a bit of a headache,” she grumbles, not looking up. 

Taking pity on her, you round the desk, coming to stand behind her.  Reaching out, you slide you hands into her hair, massaging her head gently.  The moan she lets out could never be described as innocent and despite the circumstances, you can’t deny it affects you. 

“Think you can manage a bit to eat?”

She grumbles, shaking her head.  “Not hungry.”

“You need to eat, ‘Lissa,” you chide softly. 

“I’m not a kid!” she hisses and you can’t help but sigh in response. 

“I’m hardly asking you to chew on pins, ‘Lissa.  It’s your own damn lasagne!”

The red head shifts in her chair, moving away from your touch and turning until she can look at you.  “I told you, I’m not hungry!”

You want to argue, but you take in the tired look in her eyes, the tightness in her face and realise it’s unfair.  Yes, Melissa is being unreasonable and you’re only trying to look out for her, but she feels terrible.  She’ll never tell you that, of course, but you know her well enough by now to see it. 

“Fine,” you sigh.  “I’ll take it away and give it to Janine.”  It’s a dirty tactic and you know it.  It’ll either convince her to eat or confirm just how lousy she’s feeling. 

“It’ll be the best lunch she’s had in weeks,” huffs the red head.

You reach out to ruffle her hair, a sad smile on your face.  “Is there anything you would eat?  I can nip out and get something?”

She shakes her head, though by the look on her face it looks like she regrets the action. 

“Okay,” you nod.  “Ill get this out of your face and go make you a cup of tea?”

“Probably won’t drink it,” she tell you, her words muffled as she leans her head on her arms. 

“Try?” you ask.  “For me?”

You get a non-committal mumble in reply, but you take it.

*

“You’re friends with Ms Schemmenti, aren’t you?”

You look up at the young boy in the doorway of your classroom, trying to recall his name.  “I am, yeah.  Why?”

“She doesn’t look so good.  If you’re her friend, will you look after her?”

Standing up, you cross over to crouch down in front of him.  “Thank you for coming to find me.  That was really kind of you.  I promise I’ll take care of her, okay?”

You smile as the boy nods, straightening the straps of his too bog backpack proudly.

“You know what, I’m gonna go get my things and take her home right now,” you tell him. 

*

The kid wasn’t lying.  Melissa really doesn’t look so good.  The used tissues have been swept off her desk and now overflow from the trashcan.  The cup of tea you made her at lunch has been pushed to the side, as have most of the papers on the red head’s desk.  She sits in her chair, arms crossed on her desk and her head laying on her arms. 

You cross the room on quiet feet, crouching down next to her.  “’Lissa?”

She turns her head, looking at you with watery eyes.  Her nose is red and she sniffles as she looks miserable.

“Now, I know you’re fine,” you smile.  “But what do you say I drive us home?”

She doesn’t complain as you gather up her things with your own and slip her jacket around her shoulders. 

“Sorry I was an ass earlier,” she mumbles as you slip an arm around her waist as you walk out together. 

“You weren’t being an ass,” you tell her gently.  “You were being stubborn and I’d expect nothing less.”

*

At home, Melissa remains stubborn.  You had already tried to put her to bed.  She was having none of it, hence, she’s currently curled up on the couch as you catch up on marking worksheets for both your classes.  She had tried to do her own but you threatened to switch around all the spices in her kitchen if she so much as lifted a pen.

At the sound of the door, she grumbles at the interruption to her almost nap and glowers at you as you bounce up from the table, a wide smile on your face.  She knows you’re up to something. 

Pulling the door open you quickly usher Barbara inside.  “Thank you so much doing this.  I just know she hasn’t eaten anything all day and I don’t want her getting any worse.”

The older woman laughs.  “I’m glad you called.  She can be too damn stubborn for her own good sometimes.”  She places a hand on your arm.  “She’s just lucky you put up with it.”

You blush, ducking your head.  You’d do anything for the red head, and you suspect Barb knows that.  “She’s in the living room.”

You hardly need to show the kindergarten teacher the way and follow in her wake as she strides down the hall. 

“Barb, what are you doing here?”

“Delivering this,” replies the older woman, holding out a large Tupperware bowl.  “A little birdy told me you haven’t eaten all day.”

The red head levels a glare at you both.  You merely cross your arms.   Barb raises an eyebrow. 

“I did not stand over a hot stove making you my miracle soup for you to take that tone, Melissa Ann Schemmenti,” Barb warns sternly.  “You will eat and you will not complain when this nice woman tries to take care of you!”

Melissa lets out a sigh.  She’s tired of fighting.  She’s not even sure why she’s even trying.  She knows you won’t judge her.  That you don’t begrudge her a moment of your time and will go out of your way to make her day a little brighter, but still, she hates to show this weakness. 

Barb is well aware of the red head’s flaws, and how tenacious she can be in not showing her weakness, even when she can barely keep her eyes open.  “Don’t make this harder on anyone than it has to be.” 

She hands the Tupperware contained to you.  “It’s best heated on the stove. Text me in the morning and we can sort out covering classes.”

And with that, the great Barbara Howard is off. 

“You really asked Barb to make me soup?” Melissa asks in the silence that follows the front door closing. 

You sit next to her on the couch.  “Not exactly.  I asked her if she knew what you’d normally eat when you were sick and this was her answer.  She offered to bring it round and I figured getting the big guns in wouldn’t hurt exactly hurt my case.”

“And what case is that?” Melissa asks with a frown.

“To let me take care of you,” you answer with a soft smile.

“But I’m gross and grouchy,” she mumbles, reaching for another tissue, almost illustrating her point. 

“And only one of those is any different from you any other day,” you smirk.  “If I heat this up will you eat it or do I have to call Barb back and get her to spoon feed you?”

“You’re lucky you’re cute,” comes the grumbled reply. 

#melissa schemmenti x reader #melissa schemmenti

[magic-hcs]

*digs in pocket and takes out random pieces of candy and a quarter dropping it in your hand*

I'll take the scenario

Syrup confessing to crush during movie night coming right up! I really like how this has turned out!

Warnings: Syrup wishing the ground would swallow him but the ground doesn’t oblige, second hand embarrassment maybe?

Syrup: US Papyrus

Time to cast some magic and see what we’ll get!✨

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Syrup: Ever had the feeling of impending doom just waiting around the corner to strike you down right there where you once stood? Yeah…ain’t that just a mood, heheheh...heh.

Oh man, Syrup is so screwed.

Why, just why. Why? Why him? Why now? Why star forsaken now? Couldn’t it have happened like next week? Or next month? Or better yet, some time into the future when he got his schedule semi free. Or even better, how about never that would be great! But nope! It had to be today - or more accurately yesterday night at 23:57, but hey, who’s counting?

Syrup that’s who.

He drags his hands down his orange flushed face, groaning out loud into his hands. Just his luck, ammi right? How is he going to be able to face you now? Maybe he could call in sick- nah he couldn't risk it, what if you decided to take care of him since Sky is on a little trip.

Say the cat died or something- that will never work, he doesn’t even have a cat.

What if he said he couldn’t make it- how so can’t he make it, the movie is at his house!

Not to forget, who in their right mind cancels movie day just a few hours before said movie day?

Syrup throws the blanket over his head and tugs it down his face as he groans again. He stares at the fabric of his blanket in utter defeat.

Welp. Better get it over with and accept his unavoidable fate while he’s at it. ‘He who fights against fate to avoid it will end up making it a reality’, or however the saying goes. Syrup peeks his head out from underneath his blanket, taking a glance at the clock. 1:00 AM it reads. Eight hours left to get a semi good wink of sleep and to get his emotions in check.

…

Oh, Syrup is so screwed.

***

The moment the doorbell rings Syrup can practically feel his life’s clock start to tick his last living hours. He robotically walks to the door, almost tripping over his own shoes as he wrings his hands. Syrup swallows, feeling his soul jump with nerves as he opens the door. And there you stood.

“Hi Syrup, ready for our movie date?”

And of course Syrup’s reaction is the epitome of chill by gracefully choking on the air he sucked in at the mention of a ‘date’. Having completely forgotten that is what you have always called the movie hangouts the two of you share. Very smooth indeed. “oh, oh! oh yeah, the watching of movies! born ready, yeah.”

Someone, dust him now, please.

By some sort of miracle, you haven’t just turned around and left the disaster that was Syrup to his internal screaming. (Yes, he’s overreacting.)

The rest of the day went okay-ish? Syrup definitely embarrassed himself a few times but it wasn’t anything ‘ground, please suck me up and never spit me out again’ kind of embarrassing, so that’s a win. What wasn’t a win was that Syrup was hyper-aware of your presence near him. Every touch sent electricity through him, every look or smile left him stuttering over his own words. Where was his star’s forsaken poker-face when he needed it for once? In the end, Syrup was at least glad that he couldn’t smell. To put it simply, movie date was going alright.

Until it wasn’t.

He hadn’t meant to, it just crawled out his non-existent throat and tumbled right past his teeth before he could grab it and beat it to silence. You were laughing at how Remi tried to guide Linguine to cook. There were pieces of popcorn in your mouth as that melodious sound leaves past your lips. Syrup had always found laughter a beautiful sound. So full of life, of joy, of subtle stories of one’s life and soul being told in little pieces of tones and volumes.

And yours, oh, yours was Syrup’s absolute favorite to listen to and to see the open-mouthed smile, not caring about being too loud or looking particularly graceful. It’s so natural, so you. And he loves it. Syrup had said it without ever meaning to let it slip past his teeth. You had looked at him, the aftermath of your giggles, smiling. He had meant to tell you that he loves your smile.

“i love you.”

Your eyes had widened. Realization hits him a second too late. His entire face gets enveloped in a deep orange, his freckles disappear among the flushed hue. The movie is still playing in the background, long forgotten as the two of you stare at each other.

and oh, how Syrup wishes to be swallowed by the ground never to be seen again.

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Thank you for participating in this spell, I hope it was to your satisfaction.

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[keiffeine]

Hey I saw that your requests were open so I was wondering if you could do a story/head canon thing where the reader has a lot of exams coming up and is super stressed, and they have/beginning to catch a cold and some of the men comfort them. Kaeya or Al haitham would work for it but anyone you feel that fits is fine!! Also please take your time and I understand if this is a little vague. Have a good day/night!!

with gender-neutral reader.

ft. alhaitham

genre: fluff

a/n: to anyone who’s taking exams, i wish you good luck! i’ve had my fair share of them (my ap lit one was last week…). if you’ve already taken them, i hope you get amazing scores!! i decided to focus the req with alhaitham bc it felt very fitting :))

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• you’ve been spending the past few weeks studying, reviewing endlessly at the akademiya’s library for hours and even in your own home.

• you’ve flipped through countless amounts of notes and review material repeatedly, quietly quizzing yourself under your breath and silently patting yourself on the back when you got the answer right.

• the upcoming exams have brought you stress to another level, considering they were the core classes that you especially needed to pass—you couldn’t afford to get a low score on the exam!

• it’s caused you to pull all-nighters and drinking as much coffee as you can to get through the day—overall neglecting your health and therefore leaving you sick and nearly unable to get out of bed.

• “i understand the importance of your exams, but,” alhaitham sighs as he places the back of his palm to your forehead. considering your current state, he decided to take a bit of time to care for you, since you hadn’t been taking any consideration for your own health lately. it made you feel a bit guilty, considering that he probably had much more important duties to attend to. “you can’t just neglect your health like this—that’s much more important than exams.”

• you grumble, scrunching your eyebrows a little bit. “i know…but…i need to pass. you of all people should understand.”

• “i’m sure you’ll have no trouble passing,” alhaitham tells you with comfort in his tone, glancing at the stacks of books and notes on your desk. “look, you’ve gotten yourself sick…please don’t overwork yourself. you’re the smartest person i know, i’m sure you’ll ace your exams perfectly.”

• you smile at him appreciatively. “thank you. for that, and for coming here to check up on me.” you take his hand, gently pressing your lips to his knuckles.

• “of course…” alhaitham’s smile turns warmer as he gently rubs your head. “get some rest, okay? i’ll be here when you wake up and…we’ll relax together for the rest of the day, how about that?”

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[freakshowtwopointoh]

You wished they'd just listen to you, let you explain.

You'd been hanging out with Andre behind their back, yes, but you needed help setting up the perfect proposal. You'd picked out the ring months ago, keeping it tucked away in an old pair of socks waiting for the perfect day. And they'd seemed so stressed for so long, it just didn't seem like the right time.

But they'd walked in while you were on the phone with Andre and you didn't have a good excuse ready. They knew you were lying and that was proof enough for them.

"Baby, please, just let me-"

"Let you what? Come up with more excuses, find a way to blame me for you being a lying whore? I've been working my ass off, and you're fucking around."

"Jordan, please, I never-"

"Stop fucking lying! Just get out." Their face was cold and angry. You could feel tears running down your face and onto your neck. Why won't they just listen?

"Ok." You said quietly, and you pulled on your coat and left.

You wandered for hours, just hoping that Jordan would call.

You knew you couldn't go home, and Andre was the only one of your friends who lived close enough.

God dammit. This isn't going to help your case with Jordan. You texted Andre nonetheless, almost hoping he wouldn't answer. You passed a motel but it was full.

Yeah u can sleep here

door is open im already in bed

You made your way to Andre's place, feeling the gravel crunch under your sandals.

It was about four am when you collapse onto Andres couch. You fell asleep quickly, praying that everything would sort itself out in the morning.

You'd be fresh out of luck, spending the next two days moping around Andre's place and wandering the nearby area. Trying to think of what you could have done to prevent this. You just wish they hadn't assumed the worst. You'd never cheat on them, especially not with Andre.

You thought about the reservation you had for this evening, and realized with a gut twisting sensation that your biggest worries had changed drastically over the last week. You were no longer worried about if they'd say yes - you didn't think you'd even get to go on a date with them again.

You looked a mess but you didn't care. Your hair was tangled and you were wearing the same clothes you'd left the house in. Not like you're trying to impress anyone, you thought bitterly. You made your way back to Andre's house with an iced latte, and tried to focus on your work. A loud knock came from the door, and you sighed. Andre was at Cate's. He'd smoked you out that morning, listened to you cry, and promised he wouldn't try to contact Jordan. You were terrified he'd make it worse.

"Sorry, Andre's o-" it was Jordan.

"He told me I'd find you here." They pushed past you into the apartment. You just stared at them as they leaned against the kitchen counter. "Interesting choice of couch, all things considered." They looked you up and down. "You look like shit."

You rolled your eyes. "Yeah, my appearance hasn't been at the top of my priorities. Why are you here?" They scoffed.

"I come to hear you out and you're giving me attitude? I'll just leave." They turn to go and you grab their arm.

"Wait, I'm sorry." You take a deep breath. "I should've practiced this, fuck." They laughed slightly at that. "I never did anything with Andre. There's nothing between us, I just needed his help." Jordan rolled their eyes.

"I came to hear you out, not hear more bullshit."

"I'm telling the truth! I needed his help because..." No use keeping it a secret anymore. "Fuck. Because I've been in love with you since day one, and I knew I wanted to spend my life with you since the first morning I woke up in your arms. But I'm me and you're amazing and we've never talked about this stuff before and I just wanted to make you feel as special as you make me feel every day for just one night. So I asked Andre to help me find a ring and set up this thing, and I-i-i didn't .... I was going to do it sooner but you seemed so stressed and I didn't want to make it worse so I needed him to hold on to some things and I'm so sorry J." They were staring at you, mouth agape. They reached into their pocket and pulled out the box.

"This is what made me come around. I couldn't come up with a reason that you'd have this..."

You felt your eyes fill but you got on your knee and took the box from their hands. Here goes.

"Jordan Li. I've been in love with you since the moment we met, and I want to spend the rest of my life by your side. I see all of you and I love all of you. I love the way you dance when you win at a video game, I love the way you love so fiercely. The last few days have just reminded me that I don't want to live without you in my life. I need your smile, your voice greeting me in the morning, your hand in mine. Jordan Li, will you do me the great honor of marrying me and becoming my spouse?" Tears were running down their face as they nodded.

"Of course I'll marry you." Their voice was gruff and now you're both crying as you slide the ring onto their left ring finger. "It's perfect. Now get up and kiss me before I lose my mind." And then you kiss them and it's like nothing had ever gone wrong between you. Their lips were like magic, causing time to stop and the world to become just the two of you. You never wanted to stop kissing them, but when you pulled apart for air you caught a glimpse of the time.

"Holy shit, we can still make our reservations."

"Then let's get your stinky ass in the shower!" They joked. You stuck your tongue out at them. Rude.

"Can we go home? I'm kind of tired of using Andre's toiletries."

"Of course. The puppies miss you - Bread won't stop sleeping on your laundry pile." You smiled at this, and you both went back to get all dolled up to do the proposal dinner backwards. You picked up a full Italian dinner to take to a local park.

"This is the part I was going to have Andre de-" He'd come and set it up anyways. The lights, the blanket, the whiskey, the ice, everything. "How?"

"After we left, I texted him to apologize and asked him to and I quote 'Whatever she wanted you to do before I almost fucked up the best thing that's ever happened to me'" You threw your arms around them, almost knocking them over. "I owe you an apology, love. I shouldn't have assumed the worst, and I definitely was way too harsh. I'm sorry, love, I'm so sorry. You were right, I've been so stressed. It's so easy to let my insecurities get the better of me." They shook their head, and you rested your hand on their face and held them before kissing them softly.

"I love you."

"I love you, too."

You walked them to a spot on the blanket, and began serving them a plate of pasta, revealing the secret stash of olive garden breadsticks you'd made Andre buy. And you spent the night laughing, drinking, and kissing. Dessert was cannolis and the most beautiful infused pre-roll you'd been able to find.

It was almost two when you began cleaning up, mainly because you didn't want to keep your hands off of them any longer. When you finally made it through the front door, you grabbed their collar and pulled them in for a kiss, desperately grabbing at their shirt. You begin to unbutton it, begging your hands to work properly. They gently pull your hands off and spin you around to remove your dress. They suck a breath in when they see your lacy matching baby blue lingerie.

"This I picked out myself, just for you." You murmur, and they almost growl.

"Good. I don't like the idea of anyone even imagining you like this. You're mine." They drag their fingers along your side, long nails scratching your skin. They grab your hand and pull you into your bedroom.

"Get on the bed, baby. Let me see you." You shyly lay back on the bed. "My pretty girl." Later, Jordan would tie you down and leave bite marks, scratches, and hickies all over your skin. But for now, all they wanted was to make you scream their name until your voice gave out. They knelt before you.

"You ready, princess?" And without waiting for an answer, their teeth were pulling those pretty little panties off of you and their tongue was teasing your clit. "Already so wet for me. Bet you've been missing this, missing how I can make you feel."

"Yes. Fuck, you've ruined me, J, no one-" you wanted to keep dirty talking them, but they pushed two of their long, delicate fingers inside of you, curling them to reach the perfect spot as their tongue continued to work it's magic, and all you could do was moan and scream: "Jordan!" Before falling apart completely, clenching around their fingers and leaving their face covered in your cum. You were still coming down from your high when they went to grab something, but you had enough wits about you to watch as they removed their button down and unbuckled their belt. After being with them for years, it was almost pavlovian the way the sound of their belt unbuckling or their fly unzipping could turn you on. You whimpered when they revealed the strapless strap they were wearing.

"You gonna take this for me, baby? You gonna be a good girl for daddy and take my cock?"

You were sinking further and further into subspace with each word.

"Yes, daddy! I can take it."

They laid the strap on your entrance, teasing you. Then, they pushed it in all at once.

"Good. Because, I'm going to fuck you all. Night. Long." And they meant it. Sometimes they could fuck you through three or four orgasms each before finally shifting to cum one last time inside of you. Tonight, you came four times on their strap before they shifted, feeling their grip become immovable as they hold you down against the bed.

"Daddy, please!" They captured your lips in theirs before tensing up, thrusting into you and cumming deep inside your pussy. You sink your nails into their back, wanting to keep them inside you as long as possible. You felt them soften slowly inside you, and you whimpered softly when they pulled out.

"It's ok, baby, come here." You wiggle over to rest your head on their chest. "You were so good for me. Took my cock so good for so long. I missed hearing you scream my name." You felt heat rise to your cheeks as you buried your head in their chest. "My good baby girl. Go to sleep now, I've got you." And you drifted off to sleep in the arms of your fiance.

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