#HOW AM I GONNA GO TO WORK TODAY AHHH

[mookybear12404]

Woke up to the best birthday gift I could have ever asked for, A FREAKING KITTEN ON MY FACE

#my housemate moved in yesterday while I was driving home and I didn’t get back until late at night #she as an ESA kitten she is training #I’ve only known this baby for a day but o would literally die for/murder for this cat #*bugs bunny meme* OUR emotional support cat #anyways prepare for me to post endlessly about what I believe to TRUELY be the most superior of all cats #SHE LIKES TO BE HELD AND CUDDLES AND SHE LOVES BELLY RUBS #SHE CRIES IF YOU LEAVE HER #HOW AM I GONNA GO TO WORK TODAY AHHH

[redbleedingrose]

Hi!! I was doing some baking today, so here is a baking themed question!

How do you think each of the bat boys would react to their mate putting flour hand prints on their wings?

Hiiiii!!! Oh my goodness, this is the cutest freaking thing!!!

Literally smiled thinking about it!!!

Rhysand - this male would get turned on with any touch at his wings, I think he is constantly trying to come up with reasons to take you to bed, and you putting flour hand prints on his wings would be reason enough!

Rhys is just initially so shocked that you do it. It is so fast, and you immediately turn back to baking, ignoring the male as he gapes at you. He quickly recovers, quirking his eyebrow as a smirk lilts his face, "You dare flour hand your high lord's wings, lady night?" And you just glance up from the dry ingredients that you are mixing, smiling innocently at him, "I don't know what you're talking about Rhysie, you must've done that yourself." His violet eyes flash as they flicker back and forth between yours, "Oh?" and you just hum back, turning your gaze away from him, avoiding his stare because if you look any longer, you will laugh and give yourself away. You don't notice him approaching you from behind until he snatches you by the waist, winnowing you into your bedroom and tosses you onto the bed, climbing onto top of you, tugging at your clothes, smothering kisses all over your exposed neck. He finally kisses your lips, slyly slipping his tongue against yours before pealing himself back. You are just grasping at his shirt, leaning up, desperate to reach his lips and pull him back down onto you, but he doesn't let you. Just brushing his lips against yours before mumbling, "Gonna make you answer for your crimes against your high lord, darling."

AHHH AND THEN HE JUST HAS HIS WAY WITH YOU god I am obsessed with him

Cassian - this male is fully starting a food fight with you the second you flour palm his wings. He will not hesitate!

You try to be so inconspicuous about it! And sometimes, Cass is so focused on the things he is trying to do, he doesn't even notice if you prank him until a while later. He is just looking so adorable, hunched over with his tongue sticking out between his lips as he mixes the wet batter together, adding vanilla and eggs as you work on the dry batter for the cake. He just looks so into his task, wanting to make sure everything is perfect for his little mate. So you just quietly lean over, tapping so soft against his membranous wing, leaving an imprint of flour that looks so small against the wide expanse. But of course he notices. In fact, he jumps, gasping softly as he whips around to stare at you. And you just press your lips together, trying to hold back a laugh as his face turns from slightly offended to playful. His eyebrows raise and he doesn't say a word, and you just mumble a "Sorry love," softly brushing off the flour before turning back to your dry mix. Your mistake was not picking up on the competition that flashed in his hazel iris'. Because moments later, there is cold yolk dripping down your back as he cracks an egg right over your head. And then you and him go all out, screaming, laughing, throwing any ingredients that you can find, trying to win. And by the end, you are pressed into the counter, grasping at each other, trying to stick your tongue down his throat. And then Rhysand walks into his ruined kitchen and you both don't even notice because you are too busy trying to get Cass' shirt off, "You two better clean this up after your fun," in such an annoyed tone before walking away. And then y'all fuck on the kitchen counter

Azriel - This male was prepared. When his shadows whispered to him as your hand inched towards the flour, he knew what you were planning on.

The spymaster knows his mate so well. He knows the second his shadows hiss at him that you are reaching for the flour. And the thing is, he doesn't care. He is happy for you to have your fun. He is happy for you to touch him in any way. I think he would let you do it. He just loves you so much that he doesn't even care that you are putting flour on his sensitive wings. He doesn't care that it is going to make the usually stoic, darkness incarnate male look a bit silly with flour on his wing. Because you put it there. You touched him there. And maybe... maybe he likes the idea of having evidence that you touched him there. The only female that is allowed to touch his wings, his mate, his beautiful wonderful amazing playful mate and wife. But... He is the infamous shadowsinger. The infamous spymaster. He should get some revenge... So he whips around to face you, fingers ready to smear the butter and sugar mixture all over your cheeks and lips as you squeel, "Azriel!" and he just belly laughs, the belly laugh that he so rarely lets out, the belly laugh that is really only brought out by you, before leaning in and kissing and licking all of it away. And you just grin up at him, eyes filled with adoration that he never thought he would be worthy enough for, and you just continue with your baking as you lean your back into his chest, his head resting your owns and kissing the top of your hair every so often, shadows dancing around you both in the happiness and content that you both exude. Later that night, he takes some whipped cream that you use to ice the cake back to your bedroom, smearing it all over your body before licking it off with his hot tongue.

Ugh this was such a cute concept. I am so sorry, this is def not my best work, but hopefully it was a little okay and you enjoyed at least a small portion of it. Love you and thank you so much for this ask, I was thinking about it for a little bit and it had me smiling despite my low mood!

#rose rambles #rose answers #bat boys #acotar #rhysand x reader #azriel x reader #cassian x reader #boy boys x reader #fluff #acotar fluff #acotar fanfic #acotar headcanons #rhysand acotar #azriel acotar #cassian acotar

[sarahsmi13s]

A Sibling's Promise

whumptober day 12: character death

pairing: peter parker x older sister!reader

characters: peter parker, sister!reader, happy hogan, mj, ned, the avengers, may, mysterio

warnings: 18+ MDNI, language, canon events in the mcu, blood, crying, parental death, sibling death, character death, very time jumpy, let me know if i missed any!

word count: ~3.3k

a/n: this is for whumptober! please please please proceed with caution and use discretion, protect your peace

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this is remastered from my wattpad, so i have permission. this is under the title "multiverse pt 1"

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summary: a sibling's promise is one that can stand the test of time. it's a promise that can be fulfilled at any moment, even in death

It was dark and it was hot. You had a hand clamped over your mouth to muffle your heavy breathing. "Come on! Where are you?" Your eyes widened, he was close. "I'm gonna find you." 

He was right there.

Suddenly light flooded your vision. "No! I've been caught by the mighty Iron Man!" You dramatically flopped out of the closet door onto the floor. Peter laughed and placed his feet on either side of your torso. 

You laughed, sitting up to catch the 8 year-old in your arms. "No, now I've been caught," he pulled off his plastic Iron Man mask. "Yes you have, and now I'm gonna use your weakness against you!" "Iron Man has no- AHHH!" You started to tickle him. He became deadweight in your arms, screaming and laughing. You began to laugh too.

He started to fall to the floor. You immediately stopped tickling him and managed to catch his head before it hit the floor. 

You both slowly ceased your laughter, panting a little. "Thanks for playing Iron Man with me, Y/N." Peter hugged you. "Of course, Petey." "Thanks for protecting my head too." You smiled, "I'll always protect you, Peter." You hugged him a little tighter before getting up off the floor.

You brushed off your pants and sighed. "Pete, why don't you go clean up? I'll meet you in the kitchen iiinnn 10 minutes?" "Make it 8." You shrugged, "8 it is." 

Peter rushed to put his toys away and wash his hands. You went to get ready for work.

8 minutes passed and you walked into the kitchen, Peter just finishing up washing his hands. 

He turned, frowning when he saw you in your uniform. "You have to work today?" You nodded, "Yeah, I'm sorry Peter. I got a call, they need me to fill in." "I thought we were gonna play video games and build Legos?" 

You ran your hand through his wavy hair, "How about when I get home, we have a sleepover?" "Can we play video games?" You nodded, "All the games you want." "Even the scary ones?" You winced, "I don-" He gave you the puppy eyes. "Pete- *sigh* I'll think about it." "I'll take it," he hugged you. You laughed and rubbed his back.

"I'm home!" 

"In the kitchen, May!" 

She rushed in, "Hey, you should probably get going, don't want you to be late." You nodded, squeezing Peter's shoulder before you let go. "Okay, I'll be back around 7." 

You walked by Aunt May and she handed you a jacket, "It's supposed to rain. Be careful, and the customer is not always right!" You laughed as you went out the door, shrugging the windbreaker onto your shoulders.

As you move to close the door you turn to Peter. He waved, smiling, "Hi, Y/N." You smile and wave to him, "Hi, Peter."

(SM:Homecoming)

You burst into Peter's room. 

"You're Spider-Man!?" 

Peter screamed and fell out of his chair, "Shhh! Keep your voice down!" He ran up to you, shushing you. 

"You're Spider-Man?!" You whisper yelled as you closed his door. "How did you find out?" "You're not the best at keeping secrets, Pete." He scoffed, offended, "What? I am great at keeping secrets." "Really? You sure? Cause I remember when I got my first boyfriend, and told you not to tell May." 

"And I didn't!" He defended. "You so did! The day after I told you May immediately gave me the safe-sex talk." Peter shrugged, "Everyone needs to hear that-" "I was 17!" "Well, in my defense, you shouldn't have told a 9 year-old to keep a secret." You rolled your eyes, "Whatever."

You sighed and put your hands on your hips, "How long?" 

"What?" 

"How long have you had powers?" 

"Since I was 14." "14!?" He flinched slightly at your volume. 

You sighed and ran a hand down your face, "Did you fight in the Avengers 'Civil War'?" He opened his mouth. "Don't lie to me." He sighed, "Yes, but I-" "Just be careful, please." 

He heard the desperation in your tone and he nodded, looking into your eyes, "Of course." "Because I couldn't live with myself if-" He grabbed your shoulders, "Hey-hey, I'm gonna be okay. I'll be careful, I promise." 

He ran his hand down the side of your head, attempting to comfort you, “I promise.” You nodded, grabbing his hand. "Just please, don't tell May. I don't want her to know just yet." You nodded again, "Of course. Secrets safe with me. What else are big sisters for?" He smiled and hugged you. "Thank you."

It was silent for a moment. "Now I wish I never turned down the internship after the Battle of New York."

(Avengers: Infinity War)

Peter looked at Tony, panic in his eyes. "Mr. Stark, I don't feel so good." 

"You're okay, you're okay." 

"I don't -- I don't know what's happening." Tony caught him as his legs dusted beneath him. "I don't wanna go Mr. Stark, please. I don't wanna go. I can't go. I can't leave her..." 

Tony laid him down, gripping his hand as he dusted away. "Tell her I'm sorry, please. I broke my promise..." "I'll tell her, kid." He looked at Tony, "I'm sorry..."

(between Infinity War and Endgame)

You bounced your leg as you waited for Peter to walk through your door, or Stephen to open a portal in your kitchen. Ned had immediately called you when Peter got off the bus and Wong called you about Stephen. You knew May was gone. You watched her dust in front of you.

Now you waited. Hope still filling your chest as you waited for a sign they both were okay.

When someone knocked at your door, you bolted to it. 

Only for you to open it and find Steve Rogers and Natasha Romanoff at your door. "Hey, can I help you?" Steve's frown was prominent and Nat's eyes were red. "Y/N Parker?" You nodded, crossing your arms as your nerves set in. "We need you to come with us, it's important." You didn't question it and left with them.

You ran into the Compound, Steve and Nat calling for you to wait. But you didn't hear them, your sole focus was running in there and finding Peter, alive.

"Peter?! Peter!" 

You ran into a room, seeing some Avengers you recognized and a few you didn't. "Uh, hi," you greeted. "Um, have you seen a 16/17 year-old boy? About this tall, brown hair, brown eyes, probably had a red and blue suit on." 

The group gave you a look of sympathy, but not an answer. "Please, I just need to know-" 

"Y/N?" 

You turned to see Tony on a hospital bed. "Tony!" You jogged up to him. "Where's Peter?"

Tony couldn't look you in the eyes. "Tony... Where's Peter?" "I'm so sorry, Y/N..."

You felt like throwing up. "No. No. Tony, this isn't funny. Don't lie to me." "I'm not lying Y/N." You shook your head, not bothering to hold your tears back. "He told me to tell you that he's sorry, for breaking his promise..." Your knees gave out, sending you straight to the floor.

You broke down, clutching your chest as you gasped for air. Nat was by your side, catching you when you tackled her, gripping at her clothes. She rubbed your back in comfort, "I'm sorry. I'm so so sorry." "I promised..."

She pulled you back to look at you, "Promised?" "I promised Mom and Dad that I would keep him safe. That I would protect him. I promised him that I would protect him. That's what big sisters do. They protect their little siblings."

Nat bit her lip and pulled you in again as you cried, sobbing for your little brother and praying this was just a sick dream.

(post Endgame)

Tony called you the moment he figured out time travel, saying that he's not sure if it will work but thought you deserved to know. You were equally grateful and terrified about it.

But now you were pacing your kitchen. Aunt May had called you from a random phone, so you knew it worked. May was on her way, you having moved since the Blip. Tony had a house built for you, feeling like he owed you in some way.

A knock broke your trance and you looked to the door. You hesitated, not being 100% sure it was Peter. Then you heard his voice, "Y/N, Ms. Potts said you would be here. It's-it's Peter."

You broke out into a tear-filled smile, rushing to the door.

You pulled the door open, revealing a very disheveled, but alive, Peter.

You smiled, embracing him. "Pete, oh God, you're back. You're back." He hugged you, crying into your shoulder, "Is-Is May-" You nodded, pulling back to hold his face, "She's on her way. She blipped too…"

Peter's face softened, "Oh, Y/N, I'm so sorry. You were alone, I'm-" You shook your head, "No, Pete, please don't apologize." You smiled, tears falling as you moved his dirty hair out of his face.

He rested his forehead on yours, "I broke my promise…" You shook your head, "It was a ridiculous promise…" He chuckled before falling to your shoulder in tears.

"Peter, what's wrong?"

"Tony's gone… He sacrificed himself to defeat Thanos." You gripped onto Peter, "Pete.. I'm so sorry."

You moved him to the couch, not caring if he was gonna get your couch dirty, he needed you.

(Far From Home)

Peter limped across the bridge, looking for a way to get up to Mysterio. 

"Peter?" He turned, the eyes on his mask widening in panic. 

"No, no, no. Y/N you have to leave, it's not safe." He did his best to hide his limp from you as you looked him over. "Peter," you looked around, taking in the damage. "Are you okay?" He nodded playing it off, despite knowing you can see right through it. 

"Please get out of here, I can't let him hurt you. Please go find Happy," he turned you and tried to push you away. You fought back, "No, Pete. I'm not leaving you." "Please you have to. I can't let you get hurt," he grabbed the sides of your head. "Please. I can't get you killed." You shook your head, "I'm not leaving." 

"Will you please stop being so damn stubborn!?" Peter threw his hands up. "I'm your big sister! I'm supposed to protect you! It's my job!" 

"Y/N... please, let me protect you this time. Let me be a good brother." You looked down, biting your lip with your hands on your hips, "You're the best brother." He hugged you. "Go get 'em, Pete." You couldn't see his smile but you knew it was there.

Mysterio had watched the whole interaction, smiling as he found another weakness for Peter. He smirked as you walked away and prepared for Peter's attack.

Once he had Peter preoccupied with fighting his drones, Mysterio managed to use his illusion tech to lure you back.

"Y/N! Y/N, help! Help me!" 

You wiped around to see Peter on the ground. You didn't hesitate to run back and help. 

"Peter!" You fell to your knees beside him, looking him over, "Where are you hurt?" "Everywhere, it hurts everywhere." 

Just then, you remembered what Peter told you over the phone, All of the attacks are fake. He uses some sort of illusion tech. And you remembered the look on his face, how he had to be sure it was you.

"Peter, did I date during the blip?" It furrows its brows, "Why would you ask me that right now?" "Please, just answer me." 

It sighed, "We've never talked about the blip." You gave him a tight smile, "You're right, I just had to be sure." You and Peter actually talked about the 5 years he had been gone quite often. Just to help him catch up on pop culture. 

This wasn't your Peter and you need to escape it.

Finally you decided to just run for it, "I think I hear medics, Peter. I'm gonna go get them. Just stay here, okay?" The illusion nodded, shifting while groaning in pain. You got up and sped walked towards the exit.

In your escape, you felt a shooting pain in your leg and you fell, "Shit!" "Too smart for your own good, Y/N," Beck sighed. You turned to see the drone. "You won't win," you spat through gritted teeth. "I already have," the drone shot you in the stomach before freeing some rubble above you, trapping you under broken concrete.

MJ ran onto the bridge, looking everywhere for Peter. 

She saw him coming towards her, mask off and limping. 

He looked up and saw her, "MJ." She dropped her mace, "Hey." 

They ran at each other and embraced, "Are you okay?" "I'm okay, are you okay?" Peter asked, hugging her tighter. "Yeah." 

"Everybody else okay?" "Everyone's okay." 

"What happened?" "The-the drones, they were following us. Th-then they just stopped," MJ didn't let go of Peter. "Was that you?" "Yeah." They pulled away from the hug. "Did you get him?" Peter looked down with a small nod, "Yeah."

MJ pointed at the mace, "Well, I-uh-brought that. In case you needed some help." They both chuckled dryly, "Thanks." 

"Anyway-uh- there's this sweaty guy, in the tower with us. I think he works with you, or something." Peter furrowed his brows, confused for a second before he realized she was talking about Happy. 

"He-he -um- gave me this," she held out the broken Black Dahlia necklace. Peter gasped, "No, no! Oh, MJ, oh I'm so sorry. I had this plan, this stupid plan, and I wrote it all down, and I was gonna buy you this, give it to you in Paris-" MJ kissed him, cutting off his rant.

He looked at her stunned and she gave him a small smile. "Aaand you kissed me. What?" "I don't have a lot of luck when it comes to getting close to people...um... so I lied. I wasn't just watching you because I thought you were Spider-Man." Peter chuckled, "That's great."

She looked down at the necklace, "Black Dahlia like-" "Like the murder," they said at the same time. "Yeah," Peter laughed a little before looking at the broken necklace, "I'm sorry it's broken." MJ looked down at it, playing with it, "I actually think I like it better broken." Peter smiled, nodding. 

When are you gonna tell her Pete? - Y/N have got a plan. - Plans are for nerds, Peter. Just tell her.

He smiled as he remembered your words, "I really like you." MJ smiled, "I really like you too." Peter smiled before they kissed, pulling away just to come back and kiss again.

When they pulled away again MJ left to go back to the class. "Hey, MJ?" She turned, "Yeah?" "When you see Y/N, tell her I'm okay, please." She nodded, "Of course." Peter nodded and turned to get out of his suit and meet up with the class.

MJ returned the mace to the tower before running to meet up with the class.

She slowed down when she saw the ambulances and the people getting looked over. 

"MJ, is Peter okay?" She looked at Ned and Happy, "Yeah. Yeah, he's okay. Have you seen Y/N?"

"MJ?" 

The girl turned at the call of her name, gasping when she saw you on the ground. "Y/N!" 

Ned and MJ ran to be at your side. "MJ, Ned, are you guys okay?" They both nodded, looking over your injuries. "Is Peter okay?" "Yeah, yeah he's fine. Are you okay?" You nodded, "Yeah, now that I know you guys are safe."

MJ and Ned looked at your wounds, tears filling their eyes. You had become a big sister to them. And they knew how strong your bond with Peter was. Him and Aunt May were all you had left.

Meanwhile Peter was looking for Happy, "Happy!" 

He ran up to him, "Hey, have you seen Y/N?" Happy gave him a sad smile, Peter being too tired to really see it. "Peter-" 

"Oh my God," Peter saw you over Happy's shoulder. He ran to you, MJ and Ned moving out of the way.

He fell to his knees, taking stock of your injuries. "No... no... no... this wa-wasn't supposed to happen. I-I told you to get off the bridge. Why didn't you leave?" You chuckled, wincing in pain after, "Beck..." Peter noticed your shallow breathing and your heartbeat pounded in his ears. 

"Beck, he-uh-he tricked me... When I noticed it was fake I tried to leave... Then," your back arched as your face scrunched up in pain. Peter shook his head, "Stop talking, help's on the way. Just focus on me, okay?"

He turned, "I need a medic over here, please!" His voice crack made Happy, MJ and Ned flinch.

He turned back to you and your eyes were struggling to stay open. "No, no, Y/N, keep your eyes open. Please, don't- Oh God, this is all my fault." His tears slipped past his eyes, falling onto your clothes. 

You shook your head, "No, Pete, this is not your fault. Please don't blame yourself." "If I would have just kept you in the dark, you wouldn't be here and you," he drew in a shaky breath. "And you would be okay." "I would have found out, you know that," you chuckled, coughing and wincing in pain. 

He nodded, his red and slightly swollen eyes filling with more tears. "What else are big sisters for?" MJ choked out a sob, covering her mouth. 

"That's why you can't leave. I need you. You're my sister, I can't do this without you," his voice went from strong and normal, to weak and a whisper. He cried onto your shoulder, "Please don't go..." 

Happy was looking around, "We need a damn medic! What the hell is taking so long?!" He stomped off, looking for someone to help you.

Your shaking hand came up to run through the short hair at the back of his neck. He sobbed onto your shoulder. "Pete," you brought in a shaky breath. "Pete, please look at me." He looked at you. "I need you to promise me something." He nodded, not trusting his voice. 

"Take care of Aunt May for me." He smiled, nodding, "Of course." "And please, don't stop helping people. They need a hero," you smiled and wiped his tears. "They need you Peter." 

He nodded, closing his eyes and resting his forehead on yours, "Okay." You closed your eyes as well, "And smile, Pete. I'll always be there, okay?" He nodded, "Thank you."

Ned and MJ were crying, both wanting to comfort Peter but knew he needed this. Happy walked up beside them. "Where's the medic?" He shook his head, "There weren't enough ambulances..." "No, she-she can't..." Ned and MJ hugged, crying.

Peter pulled back, frowning at your lack of response. Your eyes were closed, lips parted slightly. "No," he shook his head. "No... no... no... please, oh God, please no."

He shook your shoulders, "No, Y/N, no please..." One of his hands cradled your face, "Please..."

He hung his head, letting out a low, broken, "hello..." Hoping you would say it back, but knowing full well you wouldn't.

Happy sighed, grabbing his shoulder. "Peter, you need to get back with the class..." 

"I can't leave her here." 

"Peter," MJ squatted beside him. "Harrington is looking for us, we need to go..." 

"I can't leave her in a foreign place by herself." 

"I'll take her back. Fury and I will make sure she makes it home, I promise." Peter nodded, squeezing your hand before letting MJ and Ned help him up. 

"Happy?" "Yeah, kid?" "May can't know it was Mysterio... She can't know Y/N was here." Happy nodded, "Of course."

Peter let out a small sob and looked at you one last time, "I'm so sorry."

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[the-soliloquies-of-sadists]

#366

“Hey Boyd.  You look ragged.  Long day?  Say I heard you earlier today on the phone with Tina.  I take it she’s not coming back.  Figured.  You’ve been in a shitty mood since.  And you are starting to fuck up around here.  Actually, for the past few weeks I have been noticing it.  She’s gone.  She ain’t coming back.  And you know it.  Don’t you?... 

“We’ve known each other for what, twenty five,… no closer to thirty years.  You have worked for me almost twenty years.  I’ve seen you go through countless women.  I’ve stayed out of your relationships, and I haven’t flaunted my thing I have with Robby or the other boys in front of you.  That’s been our understanding.  But now it’s once again that shit creeping into your job here.  I saw what you did today.  If Rawlins hadn’t caught it,…

“Look I don’t want to go over the details.  I’m already past it.  I’m more focused on you.  This is a vicious cycle for you.  None of your relationships last more than a year.  You meet a pretty woman in town.  You fuck her.  If she can’t handle your big dick you dump her and look for another.  If she can, you treat her wonderfully.  That is until you have a few drinks.  Then you start slapping and demanding, and the downward trend starts.  Am I right?... 

“Yeah.  You need some advice.  Your dad’s gone.  You have no brothers.  I’m the guy you have known the longest.  So I am just going to say this.  We are a lot alike.  A lot.  Not the part about me liking boys and you liking girls.  No.  We are two ornery old men.  We demand a lot.  And you know what?  We are entitled to it. 

“When I get home from a hard day’s work, Robby is waiting with food on the table and a blowjob.  That’s what you need….  I ain’t talking about you getting a fag.  Although that would not be a bad idea.  No, you need someone with the kind of mindset he has.  You ain’t going to find that at Gordy’s Tavern.  Those skanks don’t know how to treat a real man and his needs. 

“You know you have a reputation of being a big selfish prick with a selfish big prick?  Most everyone knows you are abusive.  How the hell are you going to find a woman?  You are going to have to go to Denver.  And you are going to have to look for a woman who will take your demands. 

“…Of course, they exist.  That mindset is more prevalent on the fag side though.  Fags will come begging to worship a real man and do whatever he says.  The shit I do to Robby….

“Hold on, let me get him down here….  I just text him to bring the truck around….  No, I just want to show you something…. 

––––

“…Get over here.  Robby, stand in front of Boyd.

“Boyd, smack Bobby across the face like you would if he was a woman and you were drunk….  I’m serious.  Smack him.  Boyd, you fucked up royally today.  I want you to smack him…. Or do you want me to get Rawlins over here to pick up your slack?

“…Heh heh heh.  Thought that would do it.  Damn, you knocked him to the ground.  No wonder you can’t keep a woman. 

“What do you say, boy?

“You hear that?  He’s thanking you for hitting him.  That’s what I am talking about.  You need to find that mindset, then worry about the looks.  Cunt here—that’s his name when we are at home—knows that he’s here for my needs, wants, desires, impulses, and so on.  If I want to smack him, I’m gonna.  He knows he’s an instrument to use.

“No, stay down there boy.  I got to take a piss. 

“Boyd watch this.  The cunt will drink my piss.  Why? Because I want him to.  …Ahhh.  Feels so good.  Look at him trying to catch it in his mouth. 

“This is what you need.  We can work on you getting a bitch to treat this way.  Seriously, I want to help you with that.  I have some connections in Denver.  Or I can easily get you a fag to use.  If you want to use Cunt here for the weekend, I’m fine with it.  He does what he’s told, so he will be OK with it….

“Why don’t you take your dick out and take a piss?  I noticed your curiosity enjoying what you were seeing.  Aim for his mouth.  Hell, aim anywhere you want.  When we get back to the house, he’s going to be naked anyways.  Drench him.  Go on do it.  Or, are you pee shy?

“Thought so.  You know, when I suggest something for you to do, just do it.  I shouldn’t have to tease you into doing it.

“That looks so good.  So natural. 

“Drink it down, boy.  That piss is pure gold that filling your mouth.

“Damn, that is one large piece of meat.  I know I saw it many years ago, but I didn’t stop and stare back then.  You got a lot of overhang skin there….  Oh my.  Oh my my my my my.  Don’t shake it.  Pull your foreskin back, all the way back.  Oh my.

“Oh boy!  Faggot!  Get on your knees and look at his dick.  He’s got something for you.

“Keep your skin pulled back.  Cunt here needs to see what’s there.  More importantly he needs to smell it….  Look at him.  He’s actually grossed out at your dick cheese….  Fuck do not apologize.  Fag boy here told me that smegma is the one thing that grosses him out more than anything else.  Look him gagging. 

“I have been looking for dick cheese for him to clean.  I wish I wasn’t cut, just so I can feed him. 

“Cunt Toilet, clean him off.

“Boyd, I’m not going to even ask you.  Your cock is getting hard by just me talking about.  Let me hold his head in place.  Step closer.  Let him smell it. 

“That smell nasty boy?  Nasty.  Look at that.  It’s caked on there.

“Feed it to him.  Don’t hesitate.  Don’t worry that he’s a fag.  He’s a knob cleaner.  Look, the other workers have already gone.  We are two miles from the nearest person.  It’s just us three.  No one will ever know we are doing here.  Stick it in his mouth.

“Fuck yeah!  Listen to him gag.

“Faggot! Don’t you dare throw that up.  I will make you eat the vomit off the mud on the ground.

“When was the last time you took a shower?...

“Hear that Cunt boy?  Wednesday morning.  That’s three days of hard work sweating in the sun.  That’s three-day fermented cheese you are cleaning.  He also has three days of ass sweat too.  Three days of saddle stink.  You’ll clean that too.

“Yeah eats ass too.  But that would need to be done inside.  I have a chair for you to sit on where he climbs under your ass and slurp away.  A three-day saddle stink.  Fuck yeah.

“Oh shit.  You are enjoying his tongue on your cock hunh?  I can see the ecstasy on your face. 

“Cunt boy! Show him how deep your throat is.  Take him to the root.

“I told ya, faggot cunts are capable and willing to do the nasty shit that bitches won’t.  Once you get over the fact that they don’t have a real pussy, but one in back will make do, it’s easy to make the switch.

“Say, I was going to take the cunt with to Denver to see what kind of trouble I could get us into over this three-day weekend.  Instead, how would you like to spend the weekend here with us.  You can watch me do all the shit I can to him.  You can even join in.  You have full access to his holes to use as you want….  Or not.  You could have him wait on you without doing anything along those lines.  He’ll cook for you, give you a massage—he’s certified to give them.  He will take your beatings, drink your piss, clean your ass, clean your dick, whatever you want.  He has a deep cunt.  He can take that baseball bat of yours.  The more brutal, nasty, and demeaning, the better.

“You want to give it a try?  If you need, I have cases of ice cold beer and bottles of Jack, for you to unleash the man you really are.  You wanna do it?...

“Then let’s do it.”

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Welcome to Tsumsted Wonderland 2 – Part 2

Following is part 2 of my translation of the Welcome to Tsumsted Wonderland 2 event. This part contains Chapter 3 (Ortho and his tsum), Chapter 4 (Lilia and his tsum), and Chapter 5 (Jade and his tsum).

Spoilers after the cut!

Chapter 3

Ortho: Big brother, big brotheeer. It’s morning already.

Idia: Uuugh… It’s too early to wake up….. Just gimme two more hours. Please, Ortho….

Ortho: That new computer you were working on last night is still just a pile of parts and pieces. I thought you said were going to go to bed after you finished setting it up.

Idia: Okay so, I was playing this game last night and thought I’d just stop when I reached a good point and then work on that PC, right… But I… uh…. Ended up gaming all night…

Ortho: Good grief…. What am I going to do with you.

(Tsum!Ortho starts bouncing around)

Ortho: Tsum, what’s the matter? You keep bouncing around in front of that speaker… Ah, wait a second. Do you want me to play something on it? I got it. I’ll choose just the right thing to wake up big brother….

(The theme song to “Star Rogue” starts playing)

Idia: Ah! This is… This the theme song from my oshi game….! That exhilarating melody can rouse anyone from even the deepest stupor….!

Ortho: Ah, you’re up. That was a nice idea, tsum. Could you please get big brother a glass of water next?

(Tsum!Ortho bounces away and comes back with some water)

Idia: Woah, you’re actually pretty darn nimble…. Thanks, little guy.

(Idia drinks some of the water)

Idia: Ahhh…… You know, looking closely at it, this thing has a lot more in common with you than I’d thought, Ortho.

Ortho: Yeah. It’s kind of strange, isn’t it? That an organism that resembles me just fell out of the sky like that.

Idia: Isn’t there anything about ‘em online? Info about the tsums, I mean.

Ortho: I tried utilizing a wide variety of search queries, but I didn’t get a single hit. And regarding the reason why they all resemble us students… Is it simply camouflage? Is it an example of convergent evolution? Or do they just happen to look that way? ….It might be something that’s just not ascertainable to us. But I do intend to continue my investigation into the tsums, regardless. Do you have any plans for today, big brother?

Idia: Yeah, I think I’m gonna finish working on that PC.

Ortho: Gotcha. C’mon, tsum. We don’t want to disturb big brother while he’s working, so let’s relocate to the dorm lounge. ….Tsum? Ah, are you interested in the computer?

(Tsum!Ortho goes up to the computer parts)

Idia: What the- Wait, tsum! Please don’t go near the motherboard! It’ll get fried if you aren’t grounded..! And all the other parts connected to it will go up in smoke, too….!

Ortho: Please don’t be alarmed, big brother. After running some analyses last night, I confirmed that the tsum’s body surface does not conduct static electricity.

Idia: Wait, really? …..But isn’t that kinda unusual though? Does it just like, discharge static electricity through its feet instead of grounding itself or something?

Ortho: I’m not sure about the reason for it, either. When I analyzed a sample obtained from its body surface, I was not able to determine what exactly its body is comprised of…. My scan of its internal structure was also repelled by something or other and failed. I do intend to try it again later, though.

Idia: What the heck… Don’t you think these things are kinda sus? Ah, I mean, as long as I don’t have to worry about my stuff getting fried, it’s fine with me if you guys stay here while I work. It’s a lot fluffier than you are, but it’s like having a mini-Ortho around. It’s got like a charm to it.

Ortho: Fufu. Thank you, big brother. Then I’ll go ahead and continue with my investigation and analyses. Come over here, tsum.

Ortho: It’s just as I thought, my internal scan keeps getting repelled. I’ll recalibrate my sensor and try one more time…

(Tsum!Ortho jumps up to Ortho)

Ortho: Waah! How many times must I tell you, tsum? If you get too close to my feet, my attitude control system will malfunction and you might get hurt.

Idia: Phew, that takes care of setting up the OS.... Whatcha doing, Ortho?

Ortho: Ah, big brother. The tsum has been fixating on my feet for some reason. It appears to be interested in my anti-gravity unit. But why?

(Tsum!Ortho starts jumping around and wriggling)

Ortho: It’s waving its limbs around and jumping into the air… Could it be, you also wish to soar through the skies, tsum?

(Tsum!Ortho jumps up excitedly)

Idia: Gotcha. Then how about making some flying gear it can wear?

Ortho: Gear that it can wear…. Yeah, if I attach a miniature jetpack to its body, then the tsum will be able to fly, too! I can simply adapt the attitude control algorithm utilized in my own system, and I’ll just have to search my archives for the old blueprints…. Alright, I think it just might work. Tsum, do you want me to make you some flying gear?

(Tsum!Ortho leaps for joy)

Ortho: …It appears to be elated! Could you maybe help me out with this, big brother?

Idia: Sure thing. Not like I can turn down any of your requests. We’ll go all out!

Ortho: Hooray! First things first, we’ll need to determine the optimum design to use, considering the aerodynamics of the tsum….

Chapter 4

Sebek: To think, those tsum creatures have appeared yet again at school…

Silver: Yeah. But it doesn’t look like any of the ones that showed up this time resemble any Diasomnia students.

Sebek: That does seem to be the case. I’ve not heard news of any Diasomnia-esque tsums making an appearance, nor has there been much clamor at our dorm as of late-

(Tsum!Lilia drops onto Sebek)

Sebek: !! W-What is this? Something’s fallen upon my shoulder!? You miscreant, you’re a… a tsum!!!!

???: Kufufufu….

Silver: Ah, I know that laughter…

(Lilia and Tsum!Lilia high-five each other)

Lilia: Yay! Operation “Stupefy Sebek” was a big success!

Silver / Sebek: Father! / Sir Lilia!

Silver: I was wondering where you’d disappeared to. You’ve been gone since the tsums fell out of that hole in the sky over Ramshackle Dorm last night…. Now I understand. You must’ve been out with your tsum this whole time.

Lilia: That’s right! So what do you boys think? My tsum’s super-duper cute, right? Just like me! Here, tsum. Why don’t you go introduce yourself to Silver and Sebek?

Silver: It’s strange… It feels like I’m looking at a miniaturized version of father. But it certainly is adorable. Nice to meet you, tsum. My name is Silver.

Sebek: And my name is Sebek Zigvolt, not that you’ve any need to memorize it! More importantly, there is something else I must tell you. Listen to me, you little- Wait, I mean… My good…sir? At any rate, you best not disturb Sir Lilia… Ah, pardon me…. I mean, please?? Do not do anything that might bother Sir Lilia???

Lilia: What’s the matter, Sebek? Why’re you talking all funny like that?

Silver: He seems to be conflicted on how to address the tsum, father.

Sebek: S-Silence, Silver! I have no need for your gratuitous remarks!

Lilia: Oh, you certainly are a funny one, Sebek. You were huffing and puffing without abandon at your own tsum, weren’t you?

Silver: …Hm? Father, wasn’t the tsum on your shoulder just a moment ago? Where did it run off to….

Lilia: Oh, it’s probably…

(Tsum!Lilia falls on Sebek again)

Sebek: !! You fiend-!!! I mean, my good sir! Cease with your tricks at once- …Ah, pardon me. I mean, could you please be so kind… as to remove yourself from my head?

Silver: The tsum is bouncing around in delight. I wonder if it enjoys surprising Sebek?

Lilia: Mm. At any rate, the tsum does appear to like surprising people. And it certainly enjoys Sebek’s reactions. Well then. I’ve introduced the tsum to my two disciples, and now…. I’ll need to show all the other students just how cute this little fellow is. Come along, tsum! It’s high time we gave everyone a surprise they won’t soon forget!

Silver: Father, please don’t cause too much trouble for the other students-

(Lilia and the tsum disappear in a flash)

Silver: …Huh?

Sebek: He vanished in the blink of an eye….!? As expected of Sir Lilia!!

Silver: …I just hope he doesn’t go cause a ruckus.

Sebek: Hmph! What have you to worry about, Silver? You dare suggest that Sir Lilia would go embroil himself in any tomfoolery? Well… It’s not beyond the realm of possibility.

Silver: ….You want to tail after them? Just to be sure.

Sebek: ….Yes, let us do that.

Lilia: And here’s the main school building. Kufufu. It’s bustling with droves of students, as always. So what do you think? We should be able to have plenty of fun here, no?

(Tsum!Lilia jumps up excitedly)

Lilia: I see, I see. You’re happy, aren’t you? I’m glad I decided to take you out of the dorm. Now then, how do you plan on making your grand appearance?

(Tsum!Lilia gestures towards a student)

Lilia: …Ah, you’ve got your eye on that student by the vending machines. Alright, tsum. It’s time for you to show me what you’ve got!

Chapter 5

Floyd: Ahhahaha! It looks just like you. So this is the tsum you found, Jade?

Jade: Indeed. I encountered it last night when I was with Azul. …Ah, that reminds me. Thank you for going to check on the dorm for us.

Floyd: ‘Sfine. Was a total letdown though. When you said somethin’ weird was goin’ on, I thought somebody’s room had gotten smashed to pieces or whatever.

Jade: It doesn’t surprise me you’d think that. Well, then. Shall we be off now, tsum-san?  

Floyd: What, you guys goin’ mountain climbing or something? It’s still so early out.

Jade: We will just be taking a stroll through the schoolgrounds. I’d like to deepen my friendship with tsum-san while showing it around the different facilities. I’m considering having it assist us in the Monstro Lounge before it must depart home…. And I find there’s no more effective way to get to know your colleagues better than by taking a walk together.

Floyd: If you say so. I’m gonna take a nap.

(Floyd departs)

Jade: And with that… Allow me to once again say that it’s my pleasure to meet you, tsum-san.

(At the school's botanical garden)

Jade: We have arrived. So what do you think, tsum-san?

(tsum!Jade bounces around)

Jade: Fufu. I’m truly delighted that you appear to be so pleased. As you resemble me so much… I’d suspected you’d also find yourself drawn to environs reminiscent of the mountainside. Furthermore…. I’ve been wanting to show you this here. These are mushrooms that I’ve been raising in the botanical garden.

What do you think? With their splendid size and their umbrella-like forms, they look absolutely delicious, do they not? For them to grow so large and so beautiful, it has been quite the laborious effort. One must select the proper timber for a substrate, ensure that pest control measures are maintained, monitor the humidity levels, and etc... Here, would you care to try one of the mushrooms, tsum-san? As a symbol of our acquaintanceship, I would be happy to prepare you a simple dish-

(Tsum!Jade leaps up and smushes the mushroom)

Jade: What?

Jade: ….Tsum-san, whatever are you doing? I’ve poured my blood, sweat, and tears into cultivating these fungi, and yet you’ve crushed them. Oh, the poor things…

???: Would ya shut up already? People are tryna sleep here.

Jade: …Oh, my. That voice is….

Leona: Huh? Oh, it’s you. Azul lackey #1. You’ve been making such a racket grumbling to yourself I thought a parakeet got lost in here or somethin’.

Jade: So you were here as well, Leona-san. I apologize for the disturbance. At any rate, might I ask why you were napping there in the corner of the gardens? One typically sees you in sunnier locations.

Leona: The guys from my dorm are lookin’ for me and I don’t wanna get dragged into whatever pain in the ass it is that’s goin’ on this time.

Jade: I see, and so that’s why you’ve selected a novel location….

Leona: Uh-huh. I’m goin’ back to sleep now, so take that armadillo with ya and piss off already.

Jade: Armadillo…. Are you referring to tsum-san? Certainly, one must admit there is a resemblance. Regardless, you needn’t worry. We have no intention to disturb your rest, Leona-san. …Right, tsum-san?

(Tsum!Jade jumps onto Leona)

Jade: Oh, my. Tsum-san has clambered atop Leona-san…. You truly are so very thoughtful.

Leona: Oi… The hell is this thing doin’? Didn’t I tell ya’ll to piss off?

Jade: Yes, I am aware. As soon as tsum-san reaches a good stopping point in your massage, we shall depart.

(Tsum!Jade starts massaging Leona)

Leona: A… massage?

Jade: Indeed. As you are about to lie down and rest, this massage will ensure you will be able to enjoy the finest quality of sleep possible.

Leona: Tsch…. You guys better keep your yaps shut this time.

Jade: Worry not, for tsum-san is a discriminating individual. Besides… It possesses the most splendid ability to dislodge knots in such a precise manner. At our dorm, it has already attained great notoriety for its skills.

(Leona falls asleep)

Leona: ……….

Jade (whispering): ….Good night, Leona-san.

(Tsum!Jade drapes something over Leona)

Jade (whispering): You even draped a blanket over Leona-san…. Your work certainly is laudable – or should I say – thorough. ……Actually, is that one of the covers we use for the plants? I’m not quite sure you should use that as a blanket… More importantly, I’m astonished you trod into Leona’s territory like that without a moment’s hesitation. That’s no easy feat. Perhaps that charming form of yours helped relax his guard. Tsum-san… You certainly are a terrifying person… No - a terrifying creature, aren’t you.  

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Bite Me (Bungo Stray Dogs)

Happy Halloween my Ghosts, Ghouls and Zombie goons! I am here bringing you some Sousoku this spooky day! :D I wrote this for a good friend of mine (you know who you are) and wanted to share it today! I hope you like it!

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Summary: Chuuya's vampire costume is perfect; but what's the point of Halloween if you don't embrace the character fully?

It was perfect.

Chuuya smirked at his reflection, shifting between poses as he took in his new look. Halloween was just around the corner- as was a massive halloween party being held at the weretiger’s apartment. Whether he even agreed to it or not was unclear, but having it outside of the agency meant Chuuya and Akutagawa could attend without stirring the pot.

That didn’t mean Chuuya wasn’t gonna go all out dressing up though.

His tailored suit fit perfectly, the velvety cape draped over his shoulders hitting his lower calves and making him a man of shadow. For makeup, he didn’t do too much- some highlighter on his cheeks and eyeliner that made the blue of his eyes extra intense. All together- he looked amazing.

He grinned, flashing his vampire teeth. They popped out of his mouth, falling into the sink.

Well…mostly amazing.

“Damn dollar store teeth!” Chuuya grumbled as he picked up his lost prop, washing them off with a grimace. He couldn’t find any of the good costume teeth- and the custom ones he ordered in the mail weren’t going to be here until the day before the party. These would just have to do.

“Boys and girls of every age, wouldn’t you like to see something strange?” Dazai’s happy chirp from the living room brought him out of thought. He was working on little pom pom bats for the apartment, the coffee table littered with crafting supplies as The Nightmare Before Christmas played on the TV. “Come with us and you will see, this our town of halloween~”

….Chuuya peeked at himself in the mirror, then back at the room Dazai was in. Then he smiled, a devious grin on his lips. Slowly, he began creeping towards his boyfriend.

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“This is halloween, this is-OUCH!.” Dazai yelped, giving up on singing along as he waved his burnt finger. “How does Chibi do this every year? He probably doesn’t have fingerprints.” Blowing on his finger, he failed to notice the shadow looming behind him. “We can steal so many reese's cups-”

A loud shriek filled the room, a half-finished pom pom bat flying out of his hands as Chuuya’s lips pressed into his neck. “Chibi! What are you-AHEHEHEHE!”

“I’m hungry,” Chuuya growled against his skin, pressing kisses and gentle nibbles against it while Dazai tried squeezing him out, laughing hysterically. “Give me your blood!”

“Aheahhaha! Ahehahahahahhaa! Chuuhuhuhuhuhuhuuya plehahahahhahhase!” The brunette tried to gently push away the other, flailing into the couch with a wobbly smile. “Dohohohon’t, it tihihihihiickles!”

“Tickles huh? Surely you don’t mean this?” Chuuya stuck his hands out without warning, scribbing into Dazai’s ribs as he carried on gently biting him. The taller of the two arched with a loud squeal, falling on his side and bringing Chuuya with him. “Maybe I’ll have ribs for dinner tonight.”

“Bahahhahahharbaquueuueeu? Soohohohohunds good, leheheheht’s hit up thhahhahaht one plahhahahhce!”

“Nah, I want home cooking. I want some nice fatty ribs.” Chuuya dug into Dazai’s middle set with reckless abandon, earning a fresh squeal. “You got some good ones here.”

“Whohohohoho are yoohohohohu cahhahhhahalling fhahahhahaht? Iihihihihim gohohohoohna-AHHH!”

“Gonna what?” Chuuya teased, going for his armpits, making Dazai flop like a fish. “Whatcha gonna do?”

The detective wheezed, too ticklish to even respond. Only when his cheeks were cherry pink and his face hurt did the devious attack end. “Aheheheh…hehhehehehe..yoohohohu’re a teehheheherror!”

“That’s what vampires DO, you dork.” Chuuya flicked him gently before reaching over, grabbing one of the many pom pom bats. “Hey- these aren’t so bad! It’s a tad messy, but no one’s gonna know.”

Dazai was quiet, and for a moment Chuuya wondered if he said something wrong. When he looked back, the brunette was looking at him so fondly, an easy smile on his face. “What?”

“Nothing- it’s just…” Dazai reached up, playing with the loose red locks that fell over Chuuya’s shoulder, twirling them within his fingers. “You look really good right now.”

“Must be my ‘vampiric allure’.” Chuuya snorted, even as his face flushed some, heart racing. He put down the bat and turned to Dazai fully, letting him take it all in. “Looks like I’ve got you under my spell.”

“I am your willing servant.” Dazai grinned, pulling him down and kissing him. It went from sweet and soft to hot and fierce quickly, the brunette pushing off Chuuya’s cape as the redhead worked the buttons of Dazai’s vest. “What about the bats?”

“Screw ‘em. We can finish them later.” Chuuya pushed him fully into the couch, looming over him with a cheeky grin. “Better yet- send them Akutagawa’s way; he and the weretiger can figure it out.”

“I like the way you think.” Dazai snorted, letting himself be kissed again and again.

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crimson rivers thoughts (9)

@tastetherainbow290 long (ish) one today

chapter 17

author says they’re excited for this chapter… should i be scared

yeah. i’m scared.

SYBILL!!!!!! AND LILY!!!!!!!! AHHHH

dumbledore mention

omg i love sybill and lily

im obsessed with lily actually

are they like district 13 or like what is this. is dumbledore president coin

poppy!!!! ok i am liking this chapter a lot

remus sacrificed himself for lily ❤️‍🩹

oh. lily thinks remus is dead. and remus thinks lily is dead?! remu and lily reunion when

i gasped

sirius pov ok

frank mention!!

evan 💔

james and reg ☹️ ugh i just feel so bad for everyone

dorcas!!!!

molly!!! 

rip fab and gid 💔

oh no molly doesn’t know

dorcas what are you doing you have to tell her

ok she’s telling her but did molly have to strangle her 😭

order mention!!

sirius pov

pandora my love <3

james talking to sirius omg i’m going to cry

regulus jump scare

“I’m just saying, maybe you'd appreciate it if I put them down yours instead” JAMES

wolfstar eeeeee

me trying to contain my happiness bc i’m in a silent classroom

oh no now it’s getting sad

oh yeah. i forgot remus has to stay here.

AHHHH FINALLY they’re kissing

WHY IS THE FIRE ALARM GOING OFF RIGHT NOW READ THE ROOM NOW IS NOT THE TIME FOR A FIRE DRILL

“if you like you could do it again” smooth, sirius.

and they’re doing it again

“is it too soon to be sure i love you” i have goosebumps rn

ok this was a good chapter

chapter 18

remus pov!!

mary mention!!!! i hope we see her in this i love mary so much

SIRIUS LICKED JAMES 😭😭 yeah he would.

eeeee they’re kissing again

remus being sirius’ first lover 😯

and they’re kissing again

PANDORA NO 😭

ugh i love her so much

james pov again!!! this means the game which means sadness but JEGULUS

“Oh, look at that convenient cave over there,” yeah james that’ll work

unrelated but my neck hurts really bad rn

james only surviving for regulus ugh. i love them. 

james being a hopeless romantic

“if you tell me what the mitochondria is, I'm not sure I'll be able to restrain myself” BAHA JAMES

regulus writing about james in his journals he is so me

he burned them?! he really is just like me. 

james being regulus’ first crush ahhhhh

“you made me feel” AHHHHHHH

not regulus almost killing peter and then just LEAVING

reg pov!!

regulus being…. silly

hmmm maybe these thoughts you’re having about james mean something? did you ever consider that?

not regulus thinking james ABANDONED him sweetie no james would NEVER

chapter 19

JAMES!!!

did i just predict that

regulus you do trust james don’t lie

ugh

"I'll kill them if they try it. I'll kill them all before they ever got a chance to lay a hand on you." REGGIEEEEE AHHHHH

vanity!!!

yeah. how are the rest of them gonna die. like. aghhhh i cant think about this now

“at least no one is calling him lover boy” nooo don’t think about evan

ant juice 😭 poor vanity

oh no the fires. this is just like what happened to rue.

oh no. they’re all going to die. ahhhhhh

peter is doing it 💔

LITTLE LOVE BLANKET IM CRYING

vanity is so cute im not ready to lose her

confession time (5) ive had to pee so bad for the last like 2 hours but i’ve just been reading this and i don’t want to get up 

vanity and hodge unexpected duo

vanity is so me rn

her asking james about kissing 😭

james “love isn’t even that great” potter, everyone.

i love that the harry potter lingo is used in this. like hallow, auror, horcrux. it just is so silly

vanity PLEASE do not die. i am literally begging you do not die right now.

vanity naming the hornet 😭

IRENE AND PETER 😭 jump scare but honestly good for her

oh poor james

him blatantly lying about him and reg i just know sirius knows

i live for jealous regulus

irene is an ICON i am not ready to lose her

i feel like vanity is going to try to smuggle vespa and then someone is going to die because of it

regulus calling james the sun. even as a joke im giggling rn 

ahhh kiss kiss kiss

nooo they’re leaving

should i read another chapter??

#crimson rivers

[sserpente]

Let’s talk about Episode 3 of Loki!

As usual, HEAVY SPOILERS UNDER THE CUT!

I watched it today before I started my shift which was probably a bad idea because I’m still processing. Ahhh, Loki, what are you doing to us?! So there wasn’t an awful lot of Loki in this episode of Loki but I’m not complaining, I do feel like this was necessary to bring He Who Remains’ story forward. And excuse me, Miss Minutes?! How is she cute and creepy at the same time? And I’m not talking about her ghost performance. An AI with feelings who wants a body… heard that one before. Creeeeepy! I wonder where that’s going to take us… but she’s probably gonna be trouble again in the future.

Can we please talk about how it’s now canon that Loki doesn’t like popcorn! Why is this so brilliant? Definitely going to work this into one of my Imagines but please, the way he went “it tastes like ash”!

The outfit… the HAT… the POWERS. I am so glad we’re getting to see his powers in every episode now. KEEP IT COMING, MARVEL, SHOW US HOW POWERFUL HE IS!

Also, I’m still on Loki’s side. I agree with Sylvie’s reasoning as to why she wants to kill them all but Loki’s definitely the more rational one here. He knows what it means to rule, he knows about the sacrifice. Just because he’s siding with Mobius, doesn’t mean he’s siding with the TVA. He’s siding with what would cause the least collateral damage.

On that note, I do miss his green and black leather attire quite a bit even though I regularly feel the urge to grab him by that tie, pull him down to me and kiss him senseless. Anyone else? Can’t be just me.

So Renslayer and Kang are hitting it off. Of course they are. I somewhat expected this because of the comics. But hear me out—this is toxic as fuck. He’ll never see her as an equal because he “doesn’t do partners” even if she thinks that she has the upper hand now. Well, minus the fact Sylvie now sent her to the end of time to rot with He Who Remains’ corpse…

Sylvie… Sylvie, Sylvie, Sylvie… I’m so mad at her it’s not even funny. But part of her still trusts Loki even a tiny little bit—she decided not to kill him after all. When Victor gave that speech to her I was just like… he’s literally in the same situation you were in back then. On that note, I hope we’ll finally get a canon answer on what Sylvie’s Nexus event was. I think it was because she was on her way to becoming a hero and not the mischievous scamp she was supposed to be to help “others become the best version of themselves”. Well, she’s not much of a hero right now. That girl needs a lot of healing and she keeps treating our Loki like that I will riot.

I can’t wait to re-watch the episode (and make myself some popcorn because it doesn’t taste like ash, Loki)!

#loki #tom hiddleston #loki season 2 #loki series #loki series 2 #loki spoilers #loki season 2 spoilers

[lovethebadguy]

Alright. I've seen a heck of a lot of gifs and fanart and comics about The Owl House. I'm finally gonna watch it and write down some of my observations.

(spoiler alert, obviously)

• Omfg her name is "loose". I've been pronouncing Luz like it rhymes with "buzz" this entire time.

• Nothing could have prepared me for Hooty's voice. In fact, no one sounds like I thought they would. Eda is Wendie Malick? Was no one going to tell me this?

• I've only known King for five minutes, but if anything happens to him I will kill everyone in this room and then myself.

• King's voice was also not what I was expecting, which in hindsight was foolish of me. I knew it was Alex Hirsch. The Bill Cipher vibe should not have been a surprise.

• When does Hunter get here?

• Amity is the snobby high-achieving school bully?! BUT THE ROMANCE?!

• I know it's coming. I've seen far too many cute fan works of Amity and Luz for that not to be the case.

• SHE SQUISHED KING'S CUPCAKE THOUGH. 😡

• Ahhh. There's a teeeeny tiny glimpse of the Lumity that is to come. All is right with the world.

• Gus is just a little fella. Comics did not fully portray how smol he is.

• When does Hunter get here?

• I am up to episode 16 and I still watch the opening theme in its entirety for three reasons. One: it's fantastic. The music, the animation, it's all tops. Two: I'm waiting to see when/if the image of Amity changes. She still turns her back at the moment, but she's warming up, I know it. And three: the image of King perched on Luz's shoulders just before the title card makes me smile every time. He's so dang cute.

• Ok. So, I obviously already knew from tumblr that The Owl House is beloved, in part, for its representation of LGBTQIA. And now that I'm experiencing it first-hand? I totally get it. Everything feels so natural and understated. Luz blushing when either of the older Blight siblings spoke to her? The short, sweet glances between Luz and Amity? They're all the typical moments you'd expect to see between a male and a female character, and it's honestly so refreshing (and surprising, coming from Disney) to see it happening between two girls in a way that feels real. I am all aboard the Lumity train.

• In the span of 10 minutes, Eda has referred to Luz as "her kid", called herself "mama", and been shown wearing a watch with King's face on it. I love Mama Eda so much.

• DANCE BATTLE DANCE BATTLE DANCE BATTLE DANCE BATTLE DANCE BATTLE

• Amity has fallen so hard and honestly? Same.

• OMG EPISODE 18! I think that was my first glimpse of Hunter! Lilith cursed Eda?! Eda sacrificing herself for Luz! The end credits with that haunting beating of the heart!

• Season 1 is done and dusted! All those feel good family and found-family moments. This show has so much heart. Gravity Falls is one of my favourite shows, and The Owl House seems to share a lot of its tropes and themes. I'm really loving it! I have so many things I should be doing today. Am I going to watch start watching Season 2 instead? Darn tootin.

• ENTIRELY NEW OPENING SEQUENCE!! I love it! Everyone's kicking ass! And Hunter is there!! And they kept the final scene with King on Luz's shoulders!

• They're setting up The Golden Guard as this new, mysterious, powerful rival for Season 2. But I know too much so every little glimpse of him has me sitting here grinning goofily like a proud mum at her son's soccer game.

• Gus is less smol. Kids grow up so fast. :(

• Finally met Amity's parents (beyond the shadows of them we saw in Amity's memory). Odalia sucks. But I officially love one tired dad.

• "Stay away from my Luz!" !!!!!!!

• Baby King is the cutest thing I have ever seen in my life. King is king of MY heart.

• The Hunter episode was everything I ever wanted. He must be protected at all costs.

• Huh. Tumblr gave me a veeerry different impression of what Darius was going to be like. Incoming plot twist?

• LUMITY IS A GO!

• Eda immediately destroying the stress toy because of her need for chaos whilst never once breaking eye contact with Bump nearly killed me. I choked on my tea. Worth it.

• Hunter has just learned the truth. Someone give this kid a hug.

• KING IS A TITAN?! How big is my sweet baby boy gonna get?

• Steve is so cool getting around in his Steve shirt, just doing Steve things. Haha, classic Steve.

• Luz and Amity just shared their first kiss and it was perfect. And I feel like the animation in that scene was extra nice? Maybe it was just me, but it just seemed beautifully bouncy.

• Once again, the near-silent end credits for part one of the finale haunt my soul. Part two now. Bring it on!

• ...Take it back. D:

• That musical montage to kick off Season 3 packed in SO MUCH STORY. Luz coming out as bi and introducing Amity to her mum was incredibly sweet. Vee (who I admit I was a little bit creeped out by until now) has captured my heart. And I absolutely adore the friendship between Gus and Hunter.

• "Time to go home, Flapjack." 😭 HAS THIS BOY NOT BEEN THROUGH ENOUGH?!

• Raine being hearteyes for Harpy Eda, Camila being hearteyes for King, everyone being hearteyes for Stringbean? Mood.

• Obsessed with Eda's haircut.

• My girl Willow has been carrying a lot. Her realising that she needs to let things out and lean on her friends was such a tender moment.

• Willow and Hunter linking their pinkies! ❤

• Not prepared for this amazing show to be over, but here we go...

• Brb, too busy crying.

• Still crying, gimme a minute.

• I was holding it together riiiight up until Flapjack's grave. "Thank you for finding me" broke me.

• Ok. So, generally speaking... this was pretty much everything I wanted in a finale. Happy, healthy relationships, hints at future pairings, redemption for characters who deserved it, and a big middle finger to those who didn't (which, honestly? Refreshing af).

• Eda and King going feral after losing Luz, the reveal of Titan Luz, and the trio coming together to defeat Belos was utter perfection. The animation was on point!

• I am not ashamed to admit I said "NOW EAT THIS, SUCKA!" with Luz.

• Also, the Dad bod, the "Bad Girl Coven" tshirt, and the "I loaf you" pun were exactly what I should've expected from King's dad.

• The time skip end credits were a wonderful way to let us see the characters we know and love, living their best lives. Hunter finally able to exist peacefully, making new palismans with his own little Bluejay on his shoulder (admittedly, I'd hoped he'd get a wolf, but the Bluejay did seem well-suited), Willow and Gus truly coming into their own, Lilith rocking the Harpy form (and hinting a possible romance with Steve?? EDIT: ignore that, I just learned that Lilith is aroace and I am so excited about it.), lil' gangly King growing bigger and stronger... well, I don't need to keep pointing things out. Suffice to say, there were so many little details that worked together to create a beautiful picture.

• In the span of three days, I've watched a show that so many people were obsessed with for years.

• I get it now.

• Thank you Dana Terrace and everybody involved with making The Owl House. The world needs more shows like this, with a great story, genuine characters, represention of people from all walks of life, and heartfelt messages.

• Excuse me while I go and wallow in misery over the fact that it's finished before I start consuming as many fanfics as I can find.

• OH! One final note as someone who learned far too much from tumblr before actually watching the show. I kept seeing fanart that seemed to depict a Hunter lookalike (so, Caleb) and an Eda lookalike, who apparently was Evelyn Clawthorne? CLAWTHORNE?? So here I am waiting for another flashback/memory episode that would lay it all out and do that big reveal BUT APPARENTLY THAT'S FANON??? Y'all had me thinking I'd missed an episode.

#the owl house #luz noceda #amity blight #lumity #eda clawthorne #hunter toh #king toh #my heart is full #the owl house spoilers

[marcspectorsbooty]

Dance With Me

Part 1

(Jake Lockley x f!Reader)

Fluff

TW: so much fluff. fluff overload. also domestic Jake. 

Description: Jake takes you out for a very important dinner in order to ask you one simple question

A/N: thank you for 100 followers ahhh!!! there will be a very smutty part 2 to this fic featuring dom!Jake that will be up soon y’all!

You put your phone up to your ear, looking around to see if you could find him. People were pulling up in fancy cars, ready to go into the likely very overpriced restaurant that you were standing outside of, waiting for your boyfriend. 

“Hi, doll.” Finally, he answered. 

“Jake, where the hell are you? I think I’m at the wrong restaurant, this place looks expensive.” You said, looking around again.

“Did you wear the dress?” He asked.

“What? Yes, I wore the dress you wanted me to wear. Where are you?”

“Right in front of you.”

Jake walked up to you dressed in a black suit with a grin on his face. You took a moment to take him in, trying to catch your breath. It was rare that Jake ever wore a full suit and when he did, he looked, well, hot. 

“You look gorgeous, babydoll.” He said, leaning down to give you a kiss. “You ready to go in?”

“We’re eating here?” You questioned, a little surprised at his restaurant choice. “Jake, this place is fancy. Are you sure you want to eat here?”

“Let me spoil you for one night.” 

“You spoil me enough by splitting a large pizza with me.” You giggled.

“It’s just dinner. Now, come on, we have a reservation.” Jake beamed and placed a hand on your lower back. 

“You, Jake Lockley, made a reservation? Am I dreaming right now?” You joked as the two of you made your way inside. 

Jake left your side for a moment to talk with the host. You looked around at all of the people in the restaurant and felt a bit out of place for a moment. This wasn’t your usual scene for a date night and you wondered how Jake could even afford this with his current occupation. Steven’s gift shop salary surely couldn’t cover a meal like this. 

Jake’s hand found yours, entwining his fingers with yours as the host led you through the sea of tables and people. It wasn’t long before you were at the back of the restaurant and the host was opening a door for the both of you. You and your boyfriend stepped into a private room with a single table set for two in the center of it. The host led you over and placed your menus down as you were getting seated. As soon as he left, you looked at Jake with a bit of confusion.

“You got a private table too? Are you going to murder me in here or something? I’m your girlfriend, you need to tell me if you’re going to kill me.” You babbled.

“I’m not gonna kill you, baby.” Jake chuckled. “I love you, why would I do that?”

“You’re acting weird, Lockley. I don’t trust it.” 

“Can’t a man take his absolutely stunning girlfriend out to a nice dinner once in a while?”

“Are you playing a prank on me? Are Marc and Steven in on it?”

“Doll, there is no prank.” Jake shook his head. “Marc and Steven aren’t a part of this, it’s just you and me havin’ a nice meal.”

You took a deep breath, letting your worries wash away and clearing your mind. “I’m sorry.”

“Nothin’ to be sorry about.” He smiled and reached across the table to hold your hand. 

“Thank you for taking me out, love. It’s very sweet of you.” You smiled.

“Anytime, babygirl. Now, let’s order some wine.”

The waiter came over just in time and Jake muttered the order to him. The waiter nodded and went off to get whatever Jake had asked for. He smiled back at you and you felt your cheeks heat up a bit.

“How was work today, baby?” He asked, rubbing soft circles into your hand.

“Busy. Lots of angry and annoying customers today. We were supposed to get a shipment of this new book, but it’s backordered and now people are angry that we don’t have it.” You sighed. “I guess that’s normal for working at a bookstore though. How was your day?”

“Busy as well.”

“Did bird man have you running around all day?”

“Not really, I had other things to do.” 

Your hand left his as the waiter came over to pour you both wine, leaving the bottle on the table. He asked if you were ready to order, which was when you realized you hadn’t even looked at the menu.

“I’ll have the steak, the lady will have the roast chicken.” Jake answered, handing the waiter his menu.

You shyly handed over yours as well and your waiter had left the room again. “How did you know that I was going to order that?”

“You’re simple like that I guess. I just know what you like.”

You blushed and looked down at your lap. Maybe he really was just being sweet and wanted to take you out. Jake showed his love for you in different ways; sometimes it was taking the day off just to spend it with you and other times it was leaving you small little notes or messages when he knew he would be gone for a while. He was good at checking in with you, letting you know that he wasn’t hurt or dead in a ditch somewhere. Jake didn’t need to act tough or be strong around you, he was comfortable with you and just wanted to be himself.

By the end of your meal, the bottle of wine was empty and you both were feeling particularly full. The waiter had handed Jake the check and your boyfriend’s eyes were glancing at the number, holding it so you couldn’t see it. 

“Babe, let me pay for some of it.” You insisted, reaching for your purse.

“Absolutely not.” He insisted, tilting his hips up so he could grab his wallet out of his pants pocket. 

“Let me get the tip then, I think I have cash.” You took out your wallet, looking through it.

Jake quickly put his credit card down and closed the server book, bringing it closer to him. “It’s on me, doll, I mean it.”

“Then I’ll get the next one.”

Jake glanced at you for a moment, his eyes changing a bit and turning a bit dark. You observed out of curiosity, wondering what was going through his mind and wanting so badly to pick his brain. After Jake paid and everything was settled, you wondered what was coming next. It was always something with Jake, he always had things planned in his head. 

“Dance with me.” He said out of the blue, catching you off guard.

“What?” You asked out of confusion. 

“You heard me.” 

“There’s no music playing.”

“There doesn’t need to be.”

Jake stood up, walking around to your side of the table and extending his hand to you. You obliged and took it, standing and letting him lead you to a more open part of the room. You got close to him, letting him place his hand on your lower back and guide you. You danced with him, slow and loving, resting your head on his chest as he began to hum a tune. 

“Thank you for tonight.” You whispered. 

“You’re welcome, babydoll.” Jake replied, holding you close. “I can’t wait to get you out of that dress.”

You chuckled and nuzzled your head into his chest. It surprised you when Jake pulled away after a minute, taking your hands in his and looking down at you sweetly. You beamed up at him, loving the moment that you just got to share with him.

And then he got down on one knee.

Oh shit. OH SHIT.

Your heart started to beat rapidly as he pulled a little black box out of his pocket and revealed a beautiful ring. Your hand shot up to cover your mouth as tears started to roll down your cheeks. It was happening.

“I’m not really good with words n’ stuff, but I think you know that.” Jake smiled shyly. “But I love you and that’s what matters right? So… will you marry me?”

“Yes, a million times yes.” You cried out in excitement.

He stood up and immediately you wrapped your arms around him, pulling him in for a kiss. You were so overwhelmed with emotion and excitement and you only wanted to cry more when he slipped that ring on your finger.

“What about Marc and Steven?” You asked, in awe of it all.

“I asked them if it was okay, they both said yes.” Jake smiled down at you. “Just don’t pawn the ring when you divorce my sorry ass.”

“I would never.” You cupped his cheeks and kissed him again. “I will proudly be Mrs. Lockley.”

“Good,” He chuckled. “Now, why don’t we go  home? There’s another step to this process that I would love to get to.”

#jake lockley #jake lockley x reader #moon knight #moon knight fandom #moon knight fanfiction #marc spector #steven grant #steven with a v #khonshu #marvel

[mightbeorphanedidk]

OKAY GOOD NEWS AND BAD NEWS 😔 Actually not really

Good news: I'm coming back tomorrow, so new fics :DD replies (and apologies) for each comment in my inbox! Huzzah mfs

Bad news: i am unbanned at 3pm, my time. I live in Australia. Sooo i'm gonna use American time as a comparison because I'm ASSUMING a lot of you are american or close by.* Capital of Australia (Canberra) is 14 hours ahead of the capital of America (Washington DC). So, when I'M allowed to start posting, it'll be 1am for you guys. Turn off your notifs from me sorry. Ahhh i can't wait until 3pm i was gonna stay up and start working from 12am today 😭😭😭 oh well what can you do

*I'm actually very curious as to where you guys are. Like not in the creepy way, I'm actually curious. That makes me sound creepier. AO3 isn't a local based website, so I have people from all the way in Canada????? Hello??? They have moose??? So cool, man

So yeah 😀👍 Coming back soon guys

ALTHOUGH I might be a bit later than 3pm Aus time idk what plans are going on tomorrow but i might be roped into them idk yet

YALL I STARTED BUILDING THIS LEGO CENTREPIECE I JUST STARTED

Waiting for mods to lift the suspension, god knows how long that'll take. Pray for the ao3 team my friends

Still no update, please stay patient. :))

No update lol. Waiting for an email back from the team.

OH SHIT ITS WORKING

Ive crushed through 40 commrnts in like 5 minutes im so happy i replied to all of them in a separate doc as they came

#hazbin hotel #ao3 stuff #hazbin alastor #archive of our own #fanfiction #one sided radiostatic #hazbin vox #rant #chapter updates #alastor

[pippeebottom]

6, 11 and 12?

6. say three nice things about yourself (three physical and three non-physical)

ahhh you don’t know me well enough to know much im gonna struggle with this hmm uh um

nonphysical:

1. it’s cool how passionate i am about things that interest me

2. i think i am pretty darn funny

3. i continue to choose to be kind even though I’ve been through a lot and that’s neat

physical:

1. i have cool tattoos and piercings

2. my body proportions are nice??

3. i have a dimple when i smile that is cute

11. what’s your ideal date?

it really depends because i’m willing to do a lot of different things if it makes the people around me happy! but my *ideal* date would probably include some kind of coffee (i love a good cafe) or fun drink, going to a library/book store/art exhibit or museum and spending time outside (hiking or picnicking or basking in the sun like cats!) and maybe a sweet treat of some kind!!

12. how are you?

im okay!! i had to train a new employee today and it took a lot out of me, so i’m pretty sleepy! but work is winding down and hopefully i’ll be able to rest soon

thank you for asking!! even if you forced me to be nice to myself!! 🫶🏻

#piper answers #i appreciate the ask! 🫶🏻

[daydreamgoddess14]

Aspirations pt. 5

Sydcarmy Masterlist

Full Masterlist

Notes at the end this time, all I'll say here is - I hope you guys get what you want from this Chapter!

A couple of date nights don't go quite to plan...

~~~~~

“5 ceviche and one pumpkin, please.”

“Yes, Chef.”

“Marcus, where are those desserts for table 7?”

“One minute, Chef.”

“One minute too long, keep it moving.”

“Yes, Chef.”

“Faster please guys. I’ve got orders backing up. T, you good babe? How you finding the new menu?”

“I’m good, baby - it's gorgeous. Got sirloin in three minutes.”

“Beautiful. Carm, you got the dauphinoise to go with that?”

“Yes, Chef.” Syd took a note from Richie as he passed through the kitchen, “birthday on table 9. You gonna sing Rich?” She teased lightly. 

“Sure I am, Chef.” He winked, walking out with the desserts for table 7. Carmy appeared at her right hand side,

“Only 4 duck left, Chef.”

“Thank you, Chef, noted. We've done 16 duck so far today, really great addition to the menu. Must be the plum sauce.” She scribbled a note and passed it to one of the waitresses to let them know. Carmy stayed by her side, “you good?”

“Yeah. Yeah, you’re just… really fucking good at this.” Her pen stilled on the tables she was working through. They’d hardly spoken in over a week, occasionally one making more of a push at reconciliation than the other but ultimately going back to stalemate each time.

“Thank you.” She said, sincerely. She risked a real look at him rather than just off over his shoulder as she’d had to do for the last few days. She gripped the countertop, blue eyes full of so much… something taking her breath away. In the restaurant, she could hear Richie singing Happy Birthday; she couldn't help the grin that broke out across her face. She took a breath and got back to calling out the orders. Back to stalemate. She tried desperately not to care, but if she’d missed him before, then she was really, really missing him now. His friendship, their easy connection, all of it. 

“You ready for tonight?” Tina asked,

“What’s tonight?” Carmy asked across the stations,

“Niña bonita got a hot date!” Tina winked.

“Oh fuck no, Syd - is she kidding?” Richie asked.

“Appreciate your concern Richie, but I can look after myself.”

“It’s him though, isn’t it?” 

“Yes Richie, it’s the fish guy.”

“Fucker.” He muttered, grasping Carmy’s shoulder as he walked past. Carmy didn’t say anything.

“Isn’t that guy a total douchebag?” Marcus asked from his section.

“Ella no se casará con él.” Tina muttered.

“No me casaré con nadie, T.” Syd replied.

“Yo, English?” Marcus called out.

“She’s allowed to have some fun. Idiots.” She said, throwing a glare towards Richie, Marcus and Carmy who’d kept his head down and stayed out of the interaction.

“Last twenty minutes Chefs, do I still have your focus?” She slammed her hand on the counter, 

“Yes, Chef.” They all called back.

“Thank you.” They fell back into silence, listening only to Syd’s calm instructions. As each station was completed, they started their clean down. Carmy came back to Syd just as Richie made his way into the kitchen. 

“Doors locked, Chefs.”

“Thanks Richie, we good?”

“We are, great night out there. Happy customers.”

“Excellent.” She beamed at him. 

“Hey cuz, Claire’s out there. She ok to come through?”

“Uhh, just gimme a minute. Syd, can we talk? Please?”

“Ahhh, Syd's not the only one on a date tonight, huh Jeff?” Tina grinned. Syd nodded and went to the back doors. Outside, Carmy lit up a cigarette. 

"I wanted to apologize. You were right." He sighed, pacing. "You're always fuckin' right, Syd. It's nothing to do with me who you date, and I'm sorry. I have no right to try and tell you what to do. I want you to have a good time. I need to get my shit together." He held her gaze with pleading eyes, 

"Thank you. I know you and Richie want to protect me or some shit, but -"

"It's not my business, I know." She nodded. 

"We need to fuckin' figure out how we get back to before," she started, "this isn't fair on anyone and…"

"And?"

"I miss you. I know you have Claire and it's selfish, but I feel like if we get back to how things were, then that fixes everything." 

"What if we can't go back to how things were?" He asked quietly. 

"Carm, I can't help you fix - or not fix - what's going on with Claire. You need to do that yourself."

"I know. I'll do better, I'm trying to do better." She nodded and went back to business while she had the opportunity, 

"So the duck and the ceviche are really clearing up off the new menu?"

"Yeah, we should hold some extra ingredient stock from next week."

"And we'll do a family party night in a couple months? The Sunday before Christmas?"

"Yeah, Nat's got it planned in."

"Ok. We should go back in, finish up." She went to put a hand on his arm, but stopped herself at the last moment. She was back in the kitchen just as Claire came through,

“Hey everyone.”

“Hi Claire Bear,” Richie greeted her with a hug. Syd started working through the night's orders until Tina came over.

“Why don’t you get ready to go chica?” She murmured, “I’ll clean up.” Syd knew Tina had picked up on the tension recently, even more so in the last week. She gave a small nod.

“Yeah, if that’s ok?”

“Long as you come back here and show me your look. I wanna see how you clean up!” Syd took off to the office with a laugh, getting her bag from her locker on the way past. She closed the door behind her, took off and folded her whites carefully. She had two options for her date and as she looked at them both, she was suddenly torn on which to wear. She pulled open the door an inch or two and called out for Tina who appeared quickly. “What’s up?”

“I dunno what to fucking wear?” The shorter woman laughed and pushed her way into the office. She looked over the two options while Syd nervously twisted her hands. She could hear the others calling out their goodbyes - Marcus, Ebra, Gary, Angel and Manny all out the door as quickly as possible behind the front of house staff. Eventually, Tina picked up her suggestion and put it into Syd’s hands. She’d taken the top from option one and the skirt from option two and combined them. “No, no that’s not one of the choices - it’s too much, we’re only going to a cocktail bar -”

“You’re going out to have fun, you have legs for fuckin’ days and you’re hot as shit, Syd. You can dress up sometimes, y’know?”

“Jesus fuck, I’m gonna need some fucking alcohol.” 

“Yes baby, liquid confidence!” Tina grinned, leaving her to change. Syd did as she was told, she knew she’d never hear the end of it if she defied Tina. She changed quickly, twisted her braids into an updo, and headed back out to shove her things into her locker and get her shoes. From the open doorway, she heard Richie whistle,

“Holy fuckin’ shit, Chef.”

“Don’t say it.” She warned,

“Don’t say what?”

“That I’m… I dunno, dressed like I’m asking for trouble, or whatever workaround you wanna use to say I’m dressed inappropriately.”

“Do you feel good?” He asked, sincerely. She nodded. “Good. You look fuckin’ great, kid. And despite what you might think, I want you to have a good time.” 

“Thank you.” She smiled gratefully. 

“Yo Tina, fuckin’ see this fit Syd’s got goin’ on!” He called out immediately. Syd finished putting on her shoes and went back out to the main kitchen to get her phone. 

“¡Muy caliente baby!” Tina smiled happily. At the commotion, Claire came back through the swing doors, closely followed by Carmy.

“Wow, Syd, you look great!” She exclaimed. “I love the skirt!”

“Uhh thanks guys,” She pushed her phone into her bag, “can we stop with the whole… compliments thing now please? Jesus, you’re making me awkward as fuck.”

“Hey, are you gonna be ok?” Carmy asked,

“Yeah.”

“Just… he’s a dickbag, that’s all.”

“Carmy, I’m sure Sydney can look after herself.” Claire pointed out,

“I know she can," he turned to Syd, "but if he tries anything and you’re not interested, just… call me. Or Richie, and -”

"I will be fine. Do not make me pepper spray you.” Syd mumbled. Claire laughed, 

"I can't believe they're so protective! Well we're going. See you guys later." 

"Just forgot my phone in the office, I'll be right behind you." Carmy told her. Syd crossed her arms across her chest, conscious that he hadn’t stopped looking at her since he’d walked back into the kitchen. She felt wildly under (over?) dressed. She remembered her blazer on the back of the office chair and went to get it. He followed to get his phone, but took the blazer from her, holding it out for her to step into. She slid her arms in and rolled up the sleeves while he straightened the collar, his hand dropping to graze her hip as she started to step out of reach. “Have a good night, Carm.”

“You too. Don't fuckin' hit me, it's just you…-” He started, "you look beautiful." He finished, his voice tense. She shook her head,

"Don't. You're really not making this any easier for either of us, Carmy." She sighed and went back out to the bright kitchen to pick up her bag, Richie kissed her on both cheeks,

“Hey, you call me if that jagoff tries anything y’hear?”

“I hear you. Thank you.”

“See ya later, beautiful girl.” Tina hugged her. 

“Bye guys, see you later.” She unlocked the front door ahead of Carmy and Claire and stepped out into the cold night. 

*

Fish guy was indeed a dickbag. As much as it pained her to admit that everyone had been right, she couldn’t deny it. He was rude to bar staff, arrogant, and he hadn’t stopped ogling her all night. His eyes felt like the greasy sheen from the fryer that she couldn’t quite shift. She was halfway through her third cocktail and she knew it would be her last. She wanted to know that she was still in full control and she knew that a fourth cocktail would remove some of that. They both finished their drinks and she picked up her bag,

“Thank you for tonight, I think I’m gonna head off.”

“You don’t want another?”

“No, no thanks.” She went to think of an excuse but reasoned with herself, she didn’t need an excuse to get out of a bad date. A simple ‘no thanks’ should be enough. And if it wasn’t she always had the threat of setting Richie on him.

“Can I see you again?”

“Umm… no. I’m not really up for dating at the moment. Lots going on at work, y’know.”

“Plus the whole thing with Carmy?”

“The what?”

“Yeah, Rich said you’re, like, into each other but not ready for each other… whatever. Anyway, it’s cool. I know they think I’m an asshole and they’re probably right. Hell I’m not gonna pressure you into anything cos they’d fuckin’ murder me for sure.”

“Yeah… y’know you shouldn’t pressure anyone, right? Like, just cos I have Richie or Carm ready to throw hands… other women have people ready to do the same thing y’know?”

“Oh god, I know. I’ve had my nose broken plenty of times.”

“Huh. Should maybe listen to sense then?” She suggested wryly, she'd make sure Richie passed the message along to staff at all restaurants in the area to avoid him. “Have a good night.” She left some cash on the table to cover her drinks, and went back out into the cold. It felt like a pitifully short time that she’d been in the bar. She checked her phone, it was barely midnight and thanks to the cocktails, she felt wide awake. She walked in the direction of the restaurant where she could call an Uber and wait in the warm. She dug her keys to the back door out of her bag and switched on the single strip light over the pot wash. She took a glass from the bar and poured a glass of wine from a bottle on the family shelf and then sat on the floor of the locker area with her back against the cool wall. She scrolled through the Tik Tok's Richie had sent, and replied to his and Nat's check in messages with a thumbs up. It was nice to enjoy the silence of the kitchen she adored. She heard the back door open softly and close again and rose to pick up a knife from the magnetic strip on the wall, she held it up in front of her. 

"Who's there?" She hissed, cursing herself for not putting on more lights, she recognised the broad shoulders immediately though, "Carm? Is that you?"

"The fuck are you doing here, Syd?"

"I could ask you the same thing. Bad date?" She taunted, "Wait, stop. That sounded shitty, I apologize." He shrugged,

"No need, you nailed it. Can you put down the knife?" She put it back on the wall. "How about you, what happened on your date?" Syd sighed. 

"Turns out you guys were right, he was an asshole…" She sighed heavily. "You can say I told you so now." 

"I'm not gonna do that. I've been way too fuckin' much of an asshole myself the last couple of weeks." 

"You said it," she rolled her eyes. 

"I'm distracted and distant as well. Who fuckin' knew, huh?"

"Ouch. Well, I have a terrifying co-worker who scared the shit out of my date," she shrugged. "which, turns out, wasn't a bad thing, but I am never telling anyone in this building if I go on a date again." She laughed. "I didn't mean to threaten to pepper spray you earlier, by the way. I mean, I did. And I would if I had to. But I wouldn't, like, enjoy it. Much."

"Good to know." He looked over to her, "So I'm guessing you're not gonna see him again?"

"God, no. He was sleazy and gross. I've decided I'm not the dating type." She leaned her hip against the cold stainless steel counter to take some pressure off her feet. 

"You're not?"

"Nope. You gonna fix things with Claire?" He shrugged, 

"We keep just goin' round in circles, y'know? Same argument every time. I'm too distracted by this place, working too fuckin' much, too distracted by you -"

"Me? I haven't -"

"I know. You haven't done anything. It kills me that you've been so distant. It doesn't mean you don't distract me." She kept her eyes on the counter, absentmindedly rubbing at a dried water mark with her thumb. "I'm the shittiest boyfriend. I'm pretty sure I fucking spent more time wondering if that fucking prick was touching you than I did asking my girlfriend about her day."

"That is very shitty. I would say she deserves better but… well. That would make me the dumb one."

"You're not dumb."

"I know. But I do dumb stuff all the fucking time. And she does deserve better."

"So do you." He'd moved from leaning against the walk-in, to standing next to her by the counter, she could feel her heart pounding. The day in Nat's kitchen felt like a lifetime ago, the last time they'd had even the briefest physical contact. Her hands shook with the effort of staying under her control. She felt the warmth of his body as he stood at her side, it radiated from him and she realized she was cold. Legs still bare in an empty kitchen, gone midnight in early November. She leaned in, just a little. Her eyes fluttered shut as his nose grazed her cheek, her breath shaking almost as much as her hands. He covered her hand with his own, laughing softly at how cold they were, "Fuck, baby. Putting you on pastry next." He teased. His breath danced across her neck, making her shiver, 

"Don't you fucking dare," she warned. She felt a tiny kiss behind her ear, her body betraying her with a whimper she was certain he'd heard. His other hand came to rest on her hip underneath her blazer, his thumb finding the sliver of skin where her top had come untucked. She didn't feel cold anymore, she felt like her whole body was alight. He held her hip with the most imperceptible grip, giving her exactly enough space to move away but silently begging her not to. She let his hand turn her slightly on the spot so she could face him better. She kept her eyes closed, felt his kiss on her jaw and her cheek before he paused. He rested his forehead against hers, one hand coming to the nape of her neck while the other stayed on her hip. She could hear only their shared breath, smell the citrus from the three sidecars she'd had forever ago, the beers he must have had. She can tell he's giving her enough time and space to say no. She finally opened her eyes, "this is the worst idea either of us have ever had." He nodded against her, his nose bumping hers, 

"Probably." He agreed.

"I do dumb stuff all the time."

"So do I." She pressed a chaste kiss to his lips before pulling back the tiniest amount. She barely had time to register his reaction, there was just enough time to see a longing and an intensity she'd never seen before and he was on her, capturing her mouth with his own. Syd pulled the thick arms of his jacket down, letting it drop to the tiled floor with a dull thud. She brought her hands up to his hair and let them rake through it lightly. His kiss was desperate and wanting, as she broke contact to tip her head back and catch her breath, he moved to the column of her throat. As he nipped at the soft skin there, he made her moan, tugging his hair a little in surprise. His faint whine has her rolling her hips against his, 

"Jesus fuck, Carmy," she gasped, "I am not going to fuck you in our kitchen," she could feel him laugh somewhere in the valley of her breasts. He'd slipped off her blazer and was pulling the straps of her top down her arms, she pulled him back up to her. Both breathless, pupils blown, "I mean it." She told him as firmly as she could. He kissed her again, so softly, so gently, it made her knees buckle. 

"Heard," he whispered with a grin. "Beautiful, fuck you're so fuckin' beautiful." He went back to her collarbone, the hollow at the base of her neck. Her hands slipped up and under his t-shirt, feeling the taut muscles on his back. She could feel him through his jeans, hard against her thigh. He toyed with the hem of her skirt, "Syd, can I…"

"Please, please… I need you," she cried as he took one of her nipples into his mouth, swirling his tongue around and biting gently. His deft fingers moved her underwear to one side and slipped inside her, she shuddered against him, her head dropping to the crook of his neck. 

"Holy shit, baby," he hissed, holding her tightly to him. He thrust his fingers into her torturously slowly, building her orgasm from so deeply inside she could hardly breathe. "I've got you," he murmured through kisses, "I've got you." His thumb brushed against her clit and she rocked into him. She grasped at his shoulders as she got closer and closer to the edge. "I want this… you, always." He kissed her hard as she came, swallowing her moans as she clenched around his fingers, his name on her lips. He worked her through the orgasm, holding her up against the counter while she regained her breath and stopped shaking. She kept her forehead on his shoulder as he smoothed her skirt back into place and pulled the straps of her top back up, leaving small kisses on their path. She played with the soft curls at the nape of his neck, "you good?" He asked quietly, his nose against her cheek. She moved to look at him, her warm brown eyes still blown with lust.

"I don't know how I'm ever going to look at you in this kitchen again," she cringed. He laughed, 

"Same. It's all I'm gonna fuckin' see." She stepped slightly to the side of him, needing space and air between them. 

"We really fucked up. What if we ruined everything? This is… this is everything to me," you are everything she added silently. 

"I won't let that happen, I promise. We carry on, and in March we're gonna get you a fucking star. I want to give you everything, Syd. You deserve it. That'll never change." She brought a hand up to his cheek,

"I want it for you too." She sighed heavily, exhaustion taking over. 

"I'll take you home," he offered. "Then I gotta figure some shit out." She hummed in response, 

"Yeah. This can't happen again, Carm. It just can't."

"I know, and it won't."

"And I'm not going to lose my best friend over this either."

"I'm sure Nat appreciates that."

"I meant you, asshole." She rolled her eyes, her mouth scrunching to disguise the smile. "Come on, I need sleep." She pushed him towards the door and he took her hand in his own.

~~~~~

..... verdict? When I tell you I had an existential crisis on this Chapter! 😅 I had no idea you guys would be so mad at Carmy! But then, Syd is everything so I totally get it!

So I hope I redeemed him just enough for you! And I hope you're happy with the tip over from friends to something more... 🤞

I'm pretty proud of this one, hope you liked it!

#the bear fanfiction #the bear fx #the bear #the bear fanfic #the bear fan fic #sydney x carmy #syd x carmy #carmy x syd #carmy x sydney #carmen x sydney #syd adamu #syd x carmen #sydcarmy #sydney adamu #sydney and carmy #sydney x carmen #carmy berzatto #carmen berzatto

[isha-4b2]

Do you remember?

Movie: the maze runner

Couple: reader x newt

Warning: smut, fluff ig, unprotected sex, anoying minho.

*it about newt wants to know about you and him before the maze and he gets to know on a very very fun way. ( this is my first time writing yk smut so sorry if it sucked)

YOUR POV

You were working in the gardens with your lovely boyfriend newt today. Honest... he looked hot .. just so hot. Not forget to mention it was like 1000 degrees so him being shirt-less wasn't helping very much. Your were so caught up in your own tought that you didn't realise you were staring.

N: enjoying the view love

He said with a wink..

When you shot out your daydream you felt your cheeks burning and turning bright red.

N: aw no need to getting flusterd love.

Y/n: ohh shut up asshole

N: what did i do wrong?? You were the one staring

Y/n: well stop being so goddamn handsome and i will stop staring!

You said with a sight smile..

You saw newt turning pink and you were about to tease him for it but you were cut off by a anoying, sassy rather i say teasing minho.

M: ohhh get a room you two

Y/n: shut up minho

M: someone is in a bad mood. Newt i let you handle your lovely girlfriend. Y/n always a pleasure to see you.. newt my man get it!!

He said sending newt a wink. And with that he walked away.

NEWT POV

The moment minho walked away i stepped closer to y/n. "Gosh isn’t she the most cutest thing you ever saw" i said to myself. She was just getting back to her work but i just couldn’t look away. The way she makes a difficult face when she can't get the tomato out of the ground it just so adorable. I zoned out and was lost in my own thoughts i couldn’t help but wonder if we were something before the maze. I never thought about it i mean we felt the conection the moment she came up. We were one of the gladers that were the longest here along with alby. I knew she was different but did we had something before?.. i didn't knew. I really wanted to know tho so i maybe i should ask thomas, we grew lose and i knew he was having visions of the time before the maze.

N: y/n, love do you know were thomas is?

Y/n: i dont know maybe in the maze suckface you made him a runner.

You said laughing at him for forgetting.

N: oh yeah right.

He said laughing with you.

Y/n: why tho.. it there something bothering you??

What am i going to say should i tell her?? What if she things im doubting our relationship.. would she leave me..

N: nope im perfectly...

I was about to finish my sentence when a saw thomas and ben running out of the maze.

(Pretend like ben wasn't stung..)

Y/n: newt you were saying...??

She ask with a questioning tone.

N: nothing thomas is back im gonna talk with him i finished my work so just scream when your done.

With that i walked over to thomas and i saw that y/n was looking at me with a weird look. I brushed it off. and approached thomas.

T: newtt whats up..

N: hey thomas i just kinda have a question.

T: well shoot it.

N: its about the visions you get.. how do you like get them...

T: well usually its a dream... well nightmare i guess. But i think its about being in the moment..

N: oh well thank you.

T: why do you ask is there something??

N: i just wanna know things about me and y/n before the maze you know.

T: ahhh i get it i wanted it with theresa it worked when we you know got intimate.

N: when did you get bloody intimate!! how did you find time!! were did you-. You know what i dont what to know please don't give me details.

T: hahaha but i do know my story with theresa now.

N: thanks thomas i will try it

T: hmm well good luck get it ;)

With that i walked back to y/n and lucky for me she was done.

Y/N POV

The moment newt left i felt something was bothering him. A couple minutes later i was done and saw newt laughing with thomas. What am i lucky to have him. I wanted to go to him but i saw he was already walking over to me. When he was finally here ( his damn limp ) he went for it just like that.

N: y/n i want to have sex with you..

I was damn shocked i mean 4 monthes of a relationship but it wasn't going more than heated make-out sesions. When he realised what he said he turned red no scratch that he turned deep red for shame.

Y/n: newt don't be ashamed its normal don't worry.

I saw him relief a sigh.

Y/n: but so suddendly you were in need to find thomas and then this....

N: i uhmm i just wanted to know about our past before this before the maze...

Y/n: why didn't you tell you know i would've understood.

N: i know i just overthink...

(Tw spicy)

You knew newt had a problem with that it were personal traumas. You saw his face turned to the ground so you grabbed his chin and forced him to look at you. And with that you kissed him loveing and sweet, slow and passionate.    

You felt his tongue beg for entrance but you remembered you were in public and everyone could see you.

"Newt they can see us" you said rather moaning. He didn't care he took his chance to stick him tongue in your mouth when you talked. He grabbed your waist and picked you up. He took you took his hut and wrapped you legs around his middle.  You moaned at the feeling of his now his hard member.

"Love that sound you make love" he said with a groan.

At this moment you just wanted him to take you right there and then. You grabbed his shirt in order to take it off. He let you undress him while he was undressing you (i dont know if that posibble just imagine). When you were both naked he looked at you.

"Are you 100% sure love cause i might think i can't stop if you dont stop me here."

You let out a chuckle and say "i never was so sure about something."

And with that he enterd you with a moan from you and a groan from him he let you adjust to him. You really needed him to move

" newt please move" you say as you couldn’t take it.

And that was his sign he pushed himself in and out you at a steady pace. " bloody hell woman you feel so good" he said. You never felt so good.

NEWT POV

I was so happy she felt so good i got want i wanted. I felt her become tight around me so i knew she was there. I trust and i felt it to. My trust became sloppy and our noises fill the room. I was so desperate and i closed my eyes. But i didn't expect to see what i saw. We were in a lab... i saw y/n she was looking at me. I took her with me i saw walls im telling her something.

N: please remeber me im next to go i will not see but i will wait y/n i love you so much and then i kissed her.        

And went back to reality. I saw the position we were in and y/n her closed eyes. She said my name and i feel her loseing up. And ride our highs out. I walked over to to my hammock and layd us down and wrapped my arm around her. We were catching our breathes when she askes me "did you saw it to?" She ask a litte out of breath. I did love, i did... we loved.. well i loved you before this all." I said because i didn't heard her say it back.

"Newt i loved you to im so happy i remebered we loved eachother before and we always will."

" i promise as long as i will live"

and with that said you both fell a sleep in eachother arms.

#maze runner #images #newt maze runner #smut

[dirtyoldmanhole]

@/damoselcastel was kind enough to show me a bunch of the FE:Fates visual works artbook pages the other day!

and because i am continuing to be .... brain rotted (lol) ... grabbed a copy since there was more than a few relevant pages/official artworks, and wanted to have a high res/color corrected version of these pages for art refs to slap on my reference boards! if i'm looking at them every day now for the past three months they better be accurate!!!

anyway! it came TODAY!!! :D :D pakidge

IT WASN'T EVEN SUPPOSED TO COME UNTIL THE END OF THE MONTH AAAAA

god dang this thing is THICK, now this is what i call a proper artbook! a little hard to see here but you can see by both the front and the spine that it's a chonker -- the two tellius artbooks combined are thicker but they're also a bit smaller elsewhere.

rest is under the cut b/c it's me promptly going feral :P

(and seeing who's on the spine ahhh!!! honestly that's really cool and super appropriate given his subtle plot/character relevance?! super fucking cool to keep seeing nintendo nod at him in symbolically relevant places, but not too overtly )

SPEAKING OF I SHIT YOU NOT GUESS WHICH SPREAD THIS THING FELL TO FIRST

I SHIT

YOU

NOT--

stone cold, swear to you, straight up didn't intend that but this was literally me irl then:

:')))))))))

(also HE GETS A WHOLE SPREAD???? and a turnaround?!!!!!! even freaking corrin's nohr noble design gets like an EIGHTH of the page

gunter gets treated SO WELL in this artbook i'm on the floor trying not to sob like i'm sixteen again and begging for any zihark scraps

also this is so much more high res than what's on my reference board the nitpicky artist in me is literally crying for joy about FINALLY HAVING A HIGH RES REFERENCEEEEEEEEEEE

also what the fuck the architecture is so cool???????????

THE WORLDBUILDING I AM WILDING

for real tho i remember my first conquest playthrough my jaw was on the FLOOR being genuinely amazed at how cool the worldbuilding was especially on the nohrian side with the gothic vibe and y'all don't know how useful this is going to be to replicate nohrian motifs in all of my drawings/probable comics/doujinshi/etc.

[foams at mouth]

this artbook also covers EVERYTHING

like there's a healthy amount of character work , but there's also enemy designs (always thought fate's enemy designs were unusually kickass, like some of these folks could be outright characters themselves), the architecture stuff above....

my room lines....

OH MY GOD THIS MEANS I HAVE A THIRD SET OF TRANSLATIONS I CAN CROSS REFERENCE TO FUCK YES

sorry for shitty blurriness it's just me vibrating in excitement lmao i'll upload it in the high res chunk

.....

hellooooo sir~~~~

(you knew i was going to be posting that shot >:D )

his possession CGI gets a full fucking page too ajlsjsjkskjhhjshjg

HE GETS TREATED SO GOOD HERE Y'ALL, SO MANY FULL PAGES???????????? is this what it's like to be brain rotted over a major character i will never know the feeling lul

(there's actually at least two other gunter fullbody artworks in here, those have already been scanned/uploaded properly by others so i won't post 'em here unless y'all want em!

and then lastly!

to finish it off, god this cover progress is so cool, kozaki knows what he's doing.

and i'm pretty sure gunter's linework gets changed halfway through, his expression's somewhat different than on the final! and i'll be posting that along with the other high res/cleaned up scans! just need to figure out if my scanner's gonna do a better job than my phone or vice versa.

[tries to stay composed] [fails]

aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa

#meta

[shirohige-pirates]

Birds of a Feather

CisFem Reader x Marco

CW: Violence, blood, language, adult themes and scenes. 18+ only

Summary: Life has not been kind to you. After a string of bad relationships, you're a little jaded and a little depressed in all honestly. The worst day of your life seems to be the turning point, but the roller coaster ride that follows could either throw you soaring free, or have you caged forever?

Tag List: @clumsyraccoon

Chapter 24: Living Life

You wake up, surprised only a little to find yourself tangled up in Marco’s arms. You were both a mess of blankets, pillows, and limbs on your couch, and you were grateful you’d opted to go with the deep-seated model. Not that you’d expected to go a few rounds on it when you bought it.

Marco shifts a little, enough to kiss your forehead before nuzzling into you. Despite the mix of cuddling and sex you’d spent doing last night, you hadn’t gone that late into the evening before you’d just kind of fallen asleep on one another. The sun was barely starting to rise, welcoming your last day off before you both had to go back to work.

“Hungry?” You murmur when soft kisses start against your shoulders.

Marco hums negatively, hands moving against you. He turns onto his back, pulling you on top of him. Your head on his chest, your back to his stomach, and his stiff cock against your thigh. You let your legs drape over either side of him, moaning happily as his fingers slipped between your folds and teased your clit. The slow movements were firm and the pleasure bubbled against your ribs.

“We are… gonna need to eat, ahhh-at some point,” you say the words, but you make no move to squirm away, hands reaching to allow your fingers to trail over his body. “You’re unexpectedly frisky in the morning, Mr. Newgate.”

“Eventually,” he agrees, thumb slipping along your lips. You poke your tongue out, and he presses his index finger against it, pushing into your mouth as you nip and suck on his finger. “I’m not the only frisky one, yoi.”

You sit up, Marco’s fingers moving out of the way, and wrap your hand around his cock, feeling and hearing him hum. “Something about you makes me want more.” You admit, stopping long enough to wrap the blanket around your hips before putting your hips just below his pecs and leaning down.

“Am I truly being denied?” He grumbles playfully, hands grabbing the sheet over your ass, flexing his fingers against the curve of it.

“It’s hard to concentrate,” you murmur, lips against his shaft. You can feel his body tense, and there’s something sweet about it. “You’re too good, so keep your hands to yourself, and let me have my fill.”

“Plying me with flattery,” he muses, hands wandering against the thin sheet separating you two. “Won’t work for long, pretty bird.”

With that warning you decide not to waste any time. Hands, lips, and tongue working together you use everything you know to please him, caught between wanting to savor the quiet hours of the morning, and wanting to distract him enough he didn’t get the upper hand. You had experience enough to know you knew what you were doing, but he seemed a step or two above you in terms of skill.

It was hard to read him, and hard to know exactly what he liked. Not that he seemed to dislike anything you did, but never to the point that he came undone beneath you.

That victory would be yours one day.

But not today.

A whine escapes you as he starts to slowly pull the sheet away. You try to distract him, taking as much of his long length into your mouth as you could. He was shaped much as he was shaped, long and lanky, but damn if he didn’t know exactly how to use it.

“The problem, pretty bird,” he teases, his voice struggling at least a little. “Is that seeing you squirm, and hearing you moan,” his fingers press against your slit, moving up and down slowly, making you shiver despite your efforts. “Just makes everything,” long fingers push past your labia, sinking into your pussy smoothly. “Better.”

You moan against him and feel the hand gripping your ass flex, fingers digging into your flesh a little. It was probably the most reaction you’d gotten out of him when you knew he was trying to wrest control from you. Or maintain it.

You do your best to ignore his fingers, and focus on every twitch and hitch of his breath. Any indicator that something was extra good, so you could do it again and again, and a little better or a little deeper.   You decide to run your teeth against him, not at all roughly, just running the edges of them against his hard flesh.

You can hear him suck in a hissed breath, hand grabbing your ass more harshly than you know he meant to. You continue to tease him, kissing, licking, randomly nipping with your teeth as gently as you could, hands working his length, keeping his attention.

“I want to swallow,” you say, sucking on his red tip. “Please don’t make me wait, Marco.” You purr, words sinking into his skin just before you suck a little harshly right under the tip.

“Haa-nngh-y-you’re certainly more honest first thing in the morning.” He muses, a slight lilt of nervousness in his voice. He pulls his fingers out of you, grabbing your hips and lifting them up a little. You feel his entire body tense and curl just before you feel his tongue push into you in place of his fingers.

Your surprise from being moved turns into a deep throaty moan. The sound vibrates against him and you can feel his body twitch. You can feel him mumbling against your cunt, you don’t need to know the words to understand the tone, and you urge him on.

He throbs against your lips, the only warning before he pushes into your pussy, his tongue desperate to go deeper as he fills your mouth. You can feel him mumble something against your cunt again, before his body relaxes and he lays back on the couch. You can hear him let out a couple heavy, content breaths, as you lick and kiss the last few twitches that you can from him.

Wiping your mouth as you look over your shoulder at him you smile. “And now we can get cleaned up, like we should’ve last night, and get breakfast go-ah! Hahaha, Mar-Marco—nnnngh!”

He grabbed your hips and pulled you to his mouth before you could get up and get away. His lips and tongue were lavishing attention on your clit as his fingers pushed back inside you. You couldn’t hope to get your legs under you, and just let your mewled pleasure spill out onto his stomach as he held you where he wanted you. It only took him a couple minutes to bring you to the brink.

“Marco - Marco please!” It wasn’t fair how easily he did this to you, but you couldn’t complain about it. It felt amazing every time, and pleasing you pleased him, you understood that much.

Your lips and body trembled as he commanded you to cum, fingers clawed at taut skin that flickered and healed before your eyes. The rush floods through you, waking you up and threatening to wear you out just as easily.

“It’s… almost cruel,” you huff, body twitching as you come down from your high slowly, Marco’s tongue tenderly exploring you, as if he didn’t already know everything.

“What is?”

“How easily you do that.” Your grumble is facetious and you both know it. Leaning over to one side you bite his side, a quick and playful action, but when Marco jumps and makes a clipped sound you realize you tickled him.

Your pout changes quickly into a far more devious expression. You’ve nearly sprung ears and a tail with how catty you’re feeling.

“Pretty bird.” You can hear the concern in his voice.

It was, however, knowledge for another day.

Shuffling around a little you get off Marco and the couch. He helps steady you as you get your feet under you before sitting up. Stretching you let a satisfied moan out, before giving him a smile.

“Shower and then breakfast?” You prompt, and the relief on his face is a delight.

“A good plan.” He agrees, getting up and following after you. “Breakfast in is nice, but do you want to go somewhere today? Sunday breakfast crowds are usually during brunch, this early most places should be practically empty, yoi.”

“Worried I’ll tickle you if we stay in?” You hum.

“… I am now.” He admits, and a second later his arms are wrapped around you, holding you in place in the hall. “You make it sound like you aren’t ticklish, pretty bird.” His voice is low against your skin, the words and their timbre putting your body on edge more than the firm hands holding you tight to his body.

Concern flickers through you before the cat returns.

“Do your brothers know?” You prompt, slipping from hands that are a little less confident than they were a moment ago.

Marco laughs, that thick rumbled chuckle that warms the room, and puts his hands up in mock surrender. “A truce, my devious little love.”

“Just some friendly rules,” you correct. “I won’t give your brother’s my knowledge, and you promise not to tickle me too much.”

“Too much is a little ambiguous, yoi.”

You laugh. “Fair, fair, I just mean,” You can feel embarrassment seeping into your movements and words. “Maybe treat it like you would… um, bondage or something.” Now it’s Marco’s turn to grin. “Later, later!” You insist, trotting to the bathroom, putting a bit more distance between the two of you.

“Food first.”

“I don’t think tying you up and tickling you is something we should do after breakfast.” Marco teases, following you into the bathroom.

You stamp your foot as you set the water temperature, a reaction to the shiver he sent straight through you. “You make it sound like we don’t have all day.”

“Mm… and… tomorrow?” He questions, looking over at you. “I can pack a bag tonight, or we can try carpooling this week and… more next week.”

You turn your back to the shower, stepping in as Marco steps toward you. Pressing your lips together you take a moment, glancing up at him before making sure you didn’t walk yourself into an accident. You step through the cascade of water from the shower, and continue until your back’s against the tiled wall.

“I would… love for you to stay.” You admit, as Marco steps into the water, almost pressing into you as he leans down.

“… Then I’ll stay.”

Hands and lips wandered a bit as the two of you showered, but you managed to keep one another on task whenever the other got too frisky and finished getting clean relatively quickly. Comfortable clothes led to a comfortable car ride, which carried you both to a nice quiet breakfast.

You talked idly about the logistics of Marco moving in. How you’d need to reorganize the garage next weekend so there was room for both cars. Finding space for his clothes would be easy. Your home had always been larger than you’d needed, and the closet space was sufficient for three or four people.

The two of you mused about converting the basement and getting it sealed so it could be turned into something. If he needed or wanted space in the morning there was a guest room and bathroom he could use, or you would, if you woke up early and didn’t want to disturb him.

You talked about mundane things for the most part, and Marco brought up a chore list, and who would be in charge of cooking. Things you hadn’t considered for this “trial” run, but things that made your blood rush a little.

There was just something comforting in hearing him talk about it all so seriously. Earnestly. With words and tones that spoke of someone expecting it to work out for the long term.

A warm smile spreads across his lips and you can see his cheeks and ears start to turn pink. You realize you were staring and look away.

“I’ve never had someone look at me like that before, yoi.” He muses.

“Ah, sorry.” You say, clearing your throat and taking a drink of coffee.

“No need,” he assures you, reaching over and slipping his fingers between yours. “But if you keep looking at me like that, I may need to insist we return home before we do anything else.”

You feel your face heat up and put a hand over it. “That’s entirely not fair.”

“Mm?”

“You’re… too smooth, I don’t know how to react.”

“You’re reacting perfectly fine.”

You want to disappear into your shirt, but instead put your head down. “By the seas.” You quietly whine.

Marco chuckles, squeezing your hand. “Alright, pretty bird, I’ll rein it in.” He promises.

“So, for getting your things… how do we want to do that?” You prompt, almost desperate to change the subject.

“I think it’s best if I make that trip alone,” he responds after a moment. “My brothers can be a bit much and I think the first time you meet them I’d like there to be some kind of structure.”

You grin. “For my safety?”

Marco nods. “For your sanity,” he adds. “We can do something the weekend before the Party, or we can just introduce you during the party. There’ll be a good bit going on, which will be a good thing. You won’t have thirty or so sets of eyes laser focused on you and nothing else.”

You grimace involuntarily. “Yeah, no, that’s fair.” You shudder a little. “I keep forgetting just how big your family is. Mine was… very small by comparison.” A soft sound escapes you, but even you aren’t sure if it’s bittersweet or not. “My family now is even smaller, I imagine, since it’s really just Ivankov. Though, I should include Buggy and Bon-chan, or I’d never hear the end of it.”

You look away for a moment, pondering things you hadn’t pondered for years since coming to this island. You’ve already told Marco more than you’ve admitted to anyone else. Sure Ivan and Kid probably assumed you had a devil fruit of some kind, but neither had even eluded to being curious about it, and you’d certainly never even admitted it out loud.

“I’d… like to tell you about my family.” You nearly mumble the words, eyes shifting over to Marco’s. You can see the confusion shift to something else, something more understanding and he nods.

“Whenever you’re ready, pretty bird.”

Breakfast turned to perusing the stacks at Cups and Covers. Your attentions weren’t on the books, or the store itself, and you ended up talking more about Marco moving in, getting a little more detailed about plans and schedules. The conversation shifted from that to meeting his brothers, which you both agreed to do at the birthday party.

Being the man of the hour meant that Marco could corral both his brothers and the guests with a little more pushiness than he would normally employ. He promised to show you his “old” room, since he wouldn’t be entirely moved out of it, and a truce was made about tickling during the party.

He spoke at length about his brothers as well, letting you know who would likely be there, and a little bit about them. Not that he expected you to remember it all, of course, but he could go over things a few times between now and then. The more you knew about them before hand the less likely they were to be able to throw you for a loop.

Pranks and jokes were a part of the family as much as love and trust, so sometimes they could forget that other people didn’t function the same way.

“I’d say it’s a unique love language.” You muse as the two of you are driving back to your house. “But I think I can keep up. I pick on Buggy all the time, I’m probably due getting ribbed myself.”

Marco smiles. “Yeah, well, when it comes to teasing you, pretty bird, I’d like to keep most of that pleasure for myself.”

“I thought you said you were gonna rein it in.” You grumble after a moment.

“That was hours ago, yoi.” He insists and you laugh. “I hold back a lot to begin with.” He huffs, and you can see the grin on his face to go with the mock pout.

“Oh?”

“Mm, I’ll show you someday.” He promises.

“For some reason that scares me a little.” You admit with a nervous laugh. “But… I think, once or twice, I’d like that.”

Pulling into the driveway, Marco puts the car in park. “I think I’ll head over now, yoi. Grab what I need, and come back as soon as I can.”

“Worried that if you come inside now you won’t go back at all tonight?” You prompt and he grins.

“Very much so.” He leans over to meet you as you lean in for a kiss.

“Be safe,” you murmur quietly, eyes shifting up to his before you look back down at his lips, leaning in for another kiss.

“Of course.”

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