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hopefulnightlady · 1 month

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141 Nsfw Headcannons four, smut galore

(gender neutral)

Part one(Price): here

Part two(Soap): here

part three(Gaz): here

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So yeah here is the last part. As always, have fun if u disagree well. Tell me so i can tell you how wrong you are ^-^. Remember i made these out of sheer frustration at the prevalent characterisations. If you like super duper dark evil murder monster Simon 9000, you will not like this. Respectfully, go back to booktok🥰

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Spoicy stuff under the cut, folks!

Same as price with the issues of separating his job and the sort of violence kinky sex brings

I mean he literally has a murder fursona (ghost) to cope with existing and to separate it from himself

(going to give you a sec here to digest murder fursona)

probably suuuper quiet (internalized toxic masculinity says he's not allowed to enjoy things)

he would not be good at communicating in general

If you manage to get into his heart, and you must've if you're in his bed, he's probably trying very very hard for you about everywhere else

but this stuff? emotional intimacy, especially when mixed with physical intimacy? nope, not even on his list

you'd have your work cut out for you

To not only shit on Ghost, here is a non-exhaustive list of stuff that he's good at/with

following direction (if you say 'just like that' he does. just. that.) not in a ‘sub’ way, just in a ‘good at following orders’ sort of way

actually, maybe a little bit in a sub way (hehe subway), not super kinky just.... wants to make Sure you're happy?

nice dick, big but not wayyy to big, and he doesn't think it makes him magically amazing at sex

loves giving head👍 doesn't matter your bits, if you like it, he will

the murder stare is pretty hot in the bedroom (especially when being given head)

he actually gets better at the genuine vulnerability stuff with time.

and oh, he tries. sooo. hard. and it's obvious

Bonus, because it's not talked about nearly enough:

-He’d have ED (erectile dysfunction) issues. It's very likely at least one of them would, and mr skullmask flavor ptsd is my prime candidate

-it wouldn't be constant, and not anything like a medical issue, mostly just stress, abd performance anxiety, and well, the trauma

-He would hate himself PROFOUNDLY for it. I wish he didn't, but he would.

-Esp with his issues about talking about his feelings, i think you'd not even know until like. Wayyyy into the relationship

Totally the type of guy ro manage to hide it for yearsss

-perhaps you finding out (and better NOT CARING!!!) helps with the anxiety surrounding the topic for him, which in turn might soothe the symptoms are little

Aftercare:

he didn't even know such a thing existed until he randomly read on google about it (only AFTER the conversation about emotional intimacy and communication during sex was had)

And now he helps you clean up, and brings you a snack and water, and generally does everything he thinks might help you feel safe and happy

Still doesn't do much actual... talking. But the actions speak for themselves, and he's really trying

once the cleanup/snack is concluded, he will Cuddle you. Because he quickly learned skin to skin is important after Sex

For precisely 15 minutes, that is, after that he starts to get antsy, needing some time with No one Perceiving him.

(yes, it's pretty precisely 15 minutes. But!!! he already did 1 whole Sex with you, plus the cuddling? that's rough, bud)

would probably shower, or smoke, some small excuse for time alone and then come back, sit with you, or go to bed with you, or generally be close without too excessive touching

Bye bye folks, that's it!

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#Murder fursona #might be my magnum opus #i didnt finish this for weeks Because i got psychic damage every time i opened my doc and saw the phrase #and fled #aanyways...#cod mw2 #headcannons #cod headcanons #cod x reader #simon ghost riley #simon riley #ghost x reader #ghost x you #THE TAGS WONT SAVE #agony

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sirompp · 1 year

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BOO!

yeah so IMMEDIATELY after seeing the @dreamperson-poll tournament i went a bit ham and did not stop till i had drawn my boy :)

#art tag🍭#oc tag🍭#<-yeah ill put that there. sure. hes an oc #what is an oc but a little guy you dreamt up whom you rotate in your head from time to time.#im definitely gonna draw yarno too but. not right now. i have to sleep at some point #<-i say that like hes some popular character that everyone knows. yeah its yarno guys. you all know yarno my best friend yarno #actually thinking about it more i might draw yarnos whole group...#itd be cool to flesh out the uniforms some more in a program that is Not ms paint :)#aanyway um. the pumpkin boy dream is 3 years and 3 months old. if you even care #this drawing took me an hour :3 and then i took another hour. to write my submission

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ronanpikachu · 2 years

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ever since my cat died (and even before then tbh) I’ve been thinking of getting a tattoo of her pawprint but I’ve never gotten a tattoo before so I’ve been hesitating for awhile and today I decided to bite the bullet and DM an artist, had the message all typed up, but my boyfriend made me second-guess myself and now I’m hesitating again :(

He was very adamant that he’s not gonna try to tell me what I can or can’t do etc but I know he doesn’t like tattoos and he’s not even a little supportive

anyway I’ve been in a funk about it for the rest of the evening so I figured I’d post it here since I have no friends to talk to lol

#anyway #just gotta vent #i did message a friend on snapchat but idk man i don't have close friends so directly talking about things is weird #so i just made a joke and moved on lol #he's normally very supportive don't get me wrong he's my other half #but he's just not a fan of tattoos #but i love them and have wanted one for a long time #just never been able to decide on anything because i am flighty and they are expensive and permanent #and he thinks that a few years down the line i might not be happy with the pawprint #but idk man i can't see myself regretting it #i loved her so much and even when we eventually move on she'll still be important to me #AANYWAY #tags as long as the post because i can't shut up ever

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kafus · 4 months

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ok i've decided i want to infodump about vee and nova a little after all! because uhh not only am i impatient because autism but i also. want to dip my toes into talking about this. just days ago i was still terrified but now i am Tentatively Brave... if i can talk about it here casually like this then i should be able to write a more formal summary later some other time

i've tagged this post appropriately (at least i think i have, feel free to suggest if i should add more) but also a heads up here too before i keep talking that while i'm not going into graphic detail on anything there are STRONG themes of organized sexual abuse of a child, sexual abuse of animals, and grooming! (there are no disturbing visuals in this post, just text)

IF YOU CAN'T READ THIS POST THAT'S OKAY I STILL LOVE U

takes a deep breath alright so the deal with these two. back all the way in 2021, i decided i wanted to make "vent ocs" as in i just wanted some concrete/consistent designs i could use in vent art drawings that weren't a direct reflection of what i envision myself to look like or whatever. i was going through a lot in 2021, in december 2020 i had just gotten my first big repressed memory back and my life was in a whirlwind of change and heavily increased PTSD and DID symptoms, so i was using art a lot as an outlet. in the end i settled on this drawing, based on the design taste i would have had as a young person (god the quality is so old now LOL i've improved a lot but anyway)

i was intending for these two to be just visual designs and nothing more than that but i got attached and actually ended up giving them a whole storyline and everything, which is something i admittedly hadn't done in a long time up to that point so that's cool.

the reason i preface explaining the premise of the storyline with this is because i think it's important to acknowledge that these two are intrinsically tied with my real life and the feelings i experience as a CSA/OA survivor. not because i think someone has to go through awful things to write or draw about them necessarily, but because i am passionate about expressing myself. it's important for me to be seen in some way, to be heard after years of silence. it is not safe for me mentally to share the exact details of my abuse online rn (and please don't ask for them!) but i also don't want these two to be removed from the message that i survived something and this is me making art about that in an abstracted and magical way with a fictional universe that brings me a lot of comfort. i hope this makes sense lol

oh and also with that in mind if you think for even a second any of this is a weird sex thing for me or some shit please stop reading this post and go do something else with your time. this is my trauma expression and i don't need to be compared to the people i was abused by when i was a literal toddler thank you!

AANYWAY so! premise! gonna be point blank with it! vee (not her original name but shh) is born as a normal 100% human girl, aka without the eevee ears and tail. she is groomed from a very young age (like, toddler age) and eventually abducted by her groomers which happen to be members of... well right now it's team rocket because i haven't spent the time to worldbuild a new villainous pokemon organization yet. roll with me here. she is taken to a remote facility out in the middle of fucking nowhere and is never returned to her previous life or family.

Why? well i'm glad you asked! the org is running a bunch of different experiments in this facility and one of them happens to be trying to enable humans reproducing with pokemon. this doubles as both a money thing and a power thing. they seek out a child as the victim of these horrible experiments because children are easily malleable. way easier to control a child than an adult who already has a firm identity/self.

vee is the child they chose. surgery is forcibly done on her to give her working eevee ears and tail, and also like, fuck with her body chemistry and stuff. she's biologically part eevee now. yes this is bullshit pokemon magic science LMAO but she is kept in this facility and chronically sexually abused for a few years by pairing her with various mons and trying to get eggs to happen.

the experiment isn't working though so they hypothesize that giving her a dedicated partner, especially of the same evolutionary line, would help, and they raise nova from birth as an eevee to take on that role. eventually the two of them are paired together. despite the acts they are forced to commit on each other and the abuse they endure, they actually become inseparable very quickly cause like. they don't have anyone else. and also they just genuinely care about each other. additionally at this point nova has evolved into an espeon and has telepathic powers, so him and vee can communicate linguistically with each other, so you know that helps

generally my current focus of this story is in the early years, when vee is 12 and younger, before they start realizing that shit is fucked up and they need to escape (up until that hypothetical point they have been successfully groomed into believing everything happening to them was not abuse/was normal). i have left out a metric fuckton of detail here just to get across the basic premise. i am constantly exploring vee's psyche, nova's psyche, it's like an in depth exploration of the mind of an abused child in horrific circumstances and god it's cathartic. i love these two so fucking much

btw i guess this art has more context now huh haha after i infodumped off the plot to my sister they looked at this art again and was like. OHHH THIS IS EVEN MORE OMINOUS AND HARD TO LOOK AT WITH CONTEXT. AND I WAS LIKE YEAH!!!! YOU SEE THE VISION!!! THE SYMBOLISM!! ETC!!!!

uh yeah if you read this far thank you and i just wanna say i've been building up the courage to talk about these two for GENUINELY two years, it has been over 2 full years since that initial drawing, and i am nervous and jittery posting this but i do not want to die without having shared my work with the world and i'm willing to take the risks to get my voice out there. so you reading it is very much appreciated ur like my first step into being more confident as a survivor lol

oh and fwiw despite these guys being so correlated with my trauma it's not offensive to make headcanons or ask me questions about them or compliment darker art of them however you want, in fact i love that shit!! please i've been holding these guys back for two years i have so much to say that hasn't been said. as much as i am nervous i am EXCITED

#sa tw #mind control tw #csa tw #oa tw #abuse tw #this post is a bit of a mess sorry!#this is why im sort of “drafting” my summary as a stream of consciousness infodump #i need to tackle having the confidence talking about this first #just get it out no matter how messy #and THEN i can clean it up and present it in an artistically pleasing way #kiki was here #kiki.txt #vee & nova

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cullxtheherd · 1 year

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Sanctuary

send me “sanctuary“ for my muse ( receiver’s ) to pull yours (sender’s) into their house to protect them from an approaching danger / a bad storm or disaster / etc.

hii!! sorry this has taken me so long to get out!! i hope this is okay and as always if you want to continue this please do, just let me know cause tags dont always work on this hellsite... sjdbnjksgfn aanyways!! i hope u are well!! and uhhh a song! [x]

It has taken most of the day to scale the mountain and make it up here where the air is thin, wispy and crisp. An unused grappling hook tink-tanks gently against its coiled-up rope at his thigh and with the cabin in sight he can finally heave a sigh of relief. The trek up had been easier than he’d prepared for and he was happier for it: scaling an impassable mountain trail with a wolf strapped to his back wasn’t high on his list of things to do today.

With the clouds rolling in on his back he quickly makes his way inside, two short, successive whistles signaling Elvis to follow. No one has been here for weeks, but, being mid-season, the firewood is stacked high from last time and? Dry unlike before.

Thirty minutes later the chimney is billowing smoke and the storm is beginning to whip around the sides of the cabin in long, mournful bellows that have Elvis alerting at the door. Or, so he thinks. Before acknowledging him Jacob takes his time replacing the flint into the removable handle of his red and black survival knife.

“Elvis,” He rumbles low and calm for the wolf’s attention. Typically and at the very least: in public; he leans on the stern side with the canine, but? Behind closed doors and away from prying eyes things are a little different. “Come on, silly pup,” He tries again lightly, his amusement plain, “It’s just the wind.”

Lifting his gaze he notes that in a handful of minutes the storm is raging at a white-out level and he cringes. He hasn’t managed to get any water from the manual pump outside and now he will have to melt and boil snow if he hopes to live out the comfortable, secluded weekend he’d dreamed up weeks ago cramped up in his office.

“What’s gotten into you, huh?” Elvis presses eagerly against hands that are half-folded in his lap, snout wetting the round of his thumb, “You need to go outside?” Dreading the task he rakes palms down his face and releases a sound of frustration before rising from his spot, “Come on.”

On his way he stops off in the kitchenette much to the wolf’s dismay, “Patience my boy, patience!” Grabbing the stock pot from on top of the refrigerator he tugs it along, thunking it deliberately into the side of his knee as he heads for the door.

“Oops, hold on,” As an afterthought he goes for the jacket he’d left months ago by the door. It was given to him by John this past Christmas season and he was thankful for it; he’d needed something more than the camouflage for the winter in these parts.

It takes time for him to zip up in a way that doesn't catch the fabric in the tracks and as the seconds tick by the canine becomes more and more impatient resorting to nipping at his hands, arms and legs. “Elvis, woah!” This certainly isn’t like him unless whatever he needs is particularly urgent. Jacob isn’t mad but he is surprised at him, “I’m coming- quit it!” Another nip as he grabs the door handle, “Quit!”

Between the wind and the wolf the door springs free of his grip immediately and he curses into the blinding snowfall. “Elvis!” The winds swallow his words up and Jacob has the sense not to leave the safety of the porch, “Dammit, Elvis!” Setting the pot down he abandons the idea of using the pump out back - collecting snow to melt would be easy at least.

With bare hands framing his mouth and ice stricken beard he tries again, “E L V I S!”

Nothing.

“Hier, Elvis!” He tries commanding in German as he normally would.

Winds howl, screaming around the face of the mountain.

He calls on and off for a handful of minutes and, as he is about to turn back towards the cabin he hears a muffled yip. Breaching the edge of the porch he winces into the snow, “Elvis!!!” Unable to see anything he grips the railing as another bark sounds: closer this time. “Elvis, good boy - come!”

Though it feels like an eternity it is likely just mere moments before the blood stained cross on his forehead sticks out against accumulation, “Elvi-!!” Jacob’s voice falls off when he realizes that the wolf has a very sleight looking companion in tow. He can’t make out any discernible features other than that this person is clearly in distress, trapped out here in the middle of all this.

“Come on,” He hollers against the wind, “Come inside!” Reaching out he offers a hand into the near-nothingness of the storm and ready to help, what could possibly be, his own worst enemy. Leading them inside isn’t difficult but he can not move quickly against rising accumulation and wicked winds.

Grip tight on the door he allows them both to enter first before yanking it closed roughly. Jacob shivers into the partial warmth of the cabin, “Fire-hhh,” His voice catches into a shiver and it takes him a beat before he can finish, “Fire’s goin’ inside, you’re welcome to it.”

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transmascnepetaleijon · 3 years

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maybe one day ill stream a the sims gameplay

#txt #ive been wantng to show yall my voice but the problem is i hate my voice and so everytime i try recording anything it sounds like shit tome #ran out of space so to me istome now #tome tome tome tome tome bem no meio da sua cara asdhgajf #enough with the portuguese back witht the sism #sism.#ok.#but also have yall watched the homestuck by a homestuck fan video #dude just straight up showed us some tentabulges on youtube and its still there #while im at this topic can i just say that i was not fucking ready fo this #like hs rule 34 things #i wasnt fucking ready for it man i WASNT #worst part is that the first time i actually saw something was by accident like i was just scrolling through google images #and then BAM TENTADICK RIGHT IN YOUR FACE #first time i read about one was not though #i mean kinda?#hm.#aanyways it went kinda like this #i was searching for some fics to read on the dk tag on ao3 and came across one that looked interesting but was e rated #i hadnt really read any e rated fics yet cus i had barely started reading dk fics like i was still reading within without #so i thought hm this looks interesting kinda weird though #and swear to god this was what made me start reading the tags on stuff i feel interested about cus i was nooot ready man #just not ready at aaall #sfhgadgohd #it was kind of a shock but believe me when i say that ive seen worse and survived to tell the story #also i dont think tentadick is a good description tentapussy is better goodbye *desintegrates*

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tansypaws · 3 years

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just wanna say i love the overlap between los camp! fans and warriors fans LOL

#wren speaks #I See You everyone in my tags #talking abt how they love LC!#well dont you know it i TOO love LC! probabl maybe too much #tho they only tour in the US inconveniently when i am just coming home for a college break #my first time seeing them i literally drove from syracuse STRAIGHT to brooklyn that day #and then the time after that i took an accidentally 11 hour bus ride from cuse to the city #and then technically the next day bc i got home at like 1 am #i took a bus down to DC for 5 hours to see them at the black cat #which was just excellent it was a great show and a great trip and i cried #bbbbbnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn #sorry my cat left that tag #aanyway i love los campesinos!

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wacky-wizard · 4 years

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#vent #epic vent time #i have no one to talk to so i will use tumblr tags #i hate drawing #my hands cant do what my eyes want and it makes me SO angry #i want to improve and be liked for my art bit its hard and it flops #i started an art insta but my art doesnt feel good eniugh #i want to do commissions because im poor and couch hopping #but how do i do that if no one folloes and i have no bank account #i hate shit right now #i hate that my only skill i can use for money i dint even enjoy cause i get #so fRISTRATED so FasT #aanyways if u want to help me gain traction my insta is #grandpas_mishaps #ive been doing animal crossing cause thats whats popular right nkw #and i hapoen to like ACNH #but i hope to do WWDITS art and ither stuff well enough that ppl like it anyways #god im so #inconsistent with art #i just wamt to be able to be consistent and talented

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possum-tooth · 4 years

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people be mad at twitter for the wrong reasons i hate stan culture i hate people that hate stan culture we're all just a fucking circle and we need to work together especially now

#talk tag #delete later #if anyone reblogs this im deleting anyway watching noels stream vod and seeing the chat is. disappointing to say the fucking least.#im not elaborating at this time.#adding to my anger: my moms mad at my brother bc hes a fucking idiot and shes been mad all day aanyway so im just :))))))))#i literally need to move out so bad i Need to at this point i cant be around her shitty negativity anymore im SO tired of it and its just #starting again for the summer i fucking hate it here i fucking hate it here i fucking hate it here ifcuking hate it here

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kreftropod · 6 years

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Let’s try this again (Goretober)

October is closing in again, with all of the October challenges in tow. I never partook last year due to a lot of irl stress, so it’s been two years since I last participated. Time to roll up those sleeves and get ready to get spooky!

I’ll be participating in the Goretober challenge. I’m probably not gonna be able to keep it up as a daily thing, but I’ll try to get through a couple of pieces at least. That means that there’s gonna be an upswing in gore and horror related content from me (and just… content in general, I guess, oh jeez where did these past months go).

If gore, horror, or the like makes you uncomfortable, please blacklist the tag ”goretober”, or any other specific tags you don’t want to see. I will tag things as properly as possible, and you can always ask me to add tags if I forget something! I’ll be using this list (link)

So! Blacklist what you don’t want to see, filter those tags, unfollow if you need to, and most importantly; Stay safe everyone! And good luck to all of you participating in any of the October-challenges!

#goretober #MPh rambles #jeez it's been 2 years already?#time to see if I've learned anything during these years #if I can't decide on a list would yall be up for sending goretober themed ask-prompts?#aanyway #a heads up for anyone who'd want to avoid this kind of content #I'll be reblogging this again over the next week before October kicks the door in #if you have any questions about blacklisting tags just ask

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astrxealis · 2 years

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w o a,,, </3ikik school stinks,but at lest its almost may!!!so thats 2 more months for me but idk abt u,hopefully less ; ;---as long as u r getting ur homework done 🍵have some tea to get thru these trying times-huhuhow about lettee,,o lettē with the line ove rthe e just to make it cooky nd wacky

YEHA SCJOOMS TINSK bur yeah tmrw is may alrdy aaaaa we did well holdin on till noe !! 😭💞 but o man u still gotta hold on fr 2 more months ... my sy ends rhis friday alrxy 🤕✨ youre strong tho so i believe in ya ill keep u in my rhoughts 😭😭😭 n ty for the tea !! <3 i'll give u back 🍵 + some coffee ☕ too bxs it will likely come in useful 💀💔 AND GOTCHA LETTEE !! ngl that is honestly rlly adorable tyvm >:D WHAHAHAHA <3

#tis time to change your tag to lettē !!!!! hm. do i change your other tags. in time probablt HWHSJAN ILL GET BACK TO HW IN A BIT #aanyways we both got this so like 🤝🤝🤝🤝🤝 stay strong friend #⋯ ꒰ა my galaxy ໒꒱ *·˚#⋯ ꒰ა letters of stardust ໒꒱ *·˚#— lettē! ♡

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annie-thyme · 6 years

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the more I talk to my het friends abt their relationship issues the more I want a girlfriend tbh

#although to be fair I want a gf anyway #but that shit is downright scary #how much of emotional manipulation and abuse within the relationships is normalized by our society #this should stop it's horrible #and oh yeah when I say girlfriend I mean a person who sees and understands all these horrible things for what they really are #and doesn't want them in her life either #just #talk through shit and find middle ground #it's not that hard seriously #also #@ men: u know what'd be great #if you recognized toxic masculinity inside your own heads and fucking fought it #I know it's hard but it's possible!#it's time to realize that the way most of you have been brought up is toxic and unhealthy and made you into a freeloading sexist thing #rather than a real man you think you are #correction: that tag should read @ cis men #aanyway

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rainrose · 6 years

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hey im trying so hard to do this for ME and just ME but fuck !!!! everyone is making it their issue and i just want to do something that is purely for me for once!!!!

#like everyone means well but im so fucking sad and im trying to fix it bc I WANT TO but everyone thinks it's their problem or they no longer #want anything to do w me #so hhhh #and im sorry abt the tags but thats the only person i can be 110% honest and open with right now #and i feel disconnected from basically everyone else #no offense bc i love yall a lot im just so spacey and i ave no time anmore #have*#anymore*#aanyway thats all #sorry

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drkcnry67 · 2 years

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One Night...

A/N thank you so much to @randomfandomimagine for the opportunity to branch out on my writing endeavours once more. i bring you something not marvel, or dc or supernatural or hogwarts related. i am bringing you guys something entirely new! hoope that you all enjoy this story its gonna be a bumpy ride.

Pairing: D'Artagnan x reader

Prompts: “Go and do it then, see if I care.” + “I think I’m gonna faint.” + “You do not speak of that which you know little about…” + “Things just can’t get any worst.” + hurt / comfort + accidental confession + anger + shock + romantic + hurt

Tags: reader taking a vile of poison meant for the king, d'artagnan and the reader implied not detailed smut, d'artagnan and reader argument the reader storming off to do something stupid, d'artagnan not telling reader how he truly feels till its almost too late, dont think there is anything else. kisses, make out, quick pressed engagement maybe, maybe some mushy fluff stuff. (not all this may be in the story but its included in the tags aanyway)

Rating: 14+

Word count: 2,992

Created for @sweetness47 @randomfandomimagine

Summery: nope

you were drinking with your best friend in the entire universe, it was a celebratory thing where you guys had just reunited after he and the other musketeers had just come back from victory at a rescue mission for the king.

you and your best friend D'artagnan both secretly unknowingly by eachother, crushing on eachother, you did it, you both were way past your limits, im talking like way passed over drunk im talking like 14 bottles of mead, 16 bottles of wine and 2 bottles of rum all on a tab that someone would be very sorry about later.

but waking up in the morning it was like someone was playing the kings royal drum roll on your head with bricks. but your vision became clearer the more awake you became...

yn(barely audible mostly mouthing words to self): omg im naked, but that must mean...

you were too scared of what you might see beside you but you knew if you didnt look you might never know what happened that previous night... thats when you got up off the bed gently and quietly.

yn(barely audible mouthing words to self): oh my god i slept well with my best friend, he doesnt even know how i feel... i dont know what im gonna do, i gotta get back home before constance wakes up and starts to worry.

you get your stuff putting on something to wear and your cloak and going from the room at the tavern where you woke to the house. you opened the door and walked inside trying to be quiet but constance came out of her room just as you were heading to yours.

she followed you and felt your emotions spiking, as she watched you sit on your bed half dressed...

Yn: before you say anything, Constance something happened to me last night I remember sitting in the tavern celebrating with D'Artagnan, and then I wake up this morning naked in the bed beside him... Constance it was awful, I mean I know it would have happened eventually anyway but last night, we were heavily drunk and it's not how I wanted it to go.

Constance: just sit and compose yourself yn, your emotions are a little high but remember we have duties to attend to later... let me sort this out, I need to find and speak with him at once. I'll do that as I head to the palace to assist the queen.

Yn: Constance just please tell him I was scared when I woke that's why I left without a word this morning. Things just can’t get any worst… can they?

constance: ill tell the queen you will be a bit late... that you went to market... you gonna be okay?

you nod as you go grab your fresh clothes from your wardrobe. then give constance a hug before she leaves the room. you spend time washing your self off and doing your hair and getting dressed.

meanwhile constance was arriving at the garrison, where she cornered d’artagnan while he was grabbing the mount for his horse… constance punched him in the arm…

D’artagnan now nursing his sore arm answers constance.

D’artagnan: good morning constance.

Constance: how dare you… how could you do this to her…

D’artagnan: im quite certain i dont know what you mean…

Constance: yn came home this morning all upset, beside herself. I know what happened between the 2 of you last night… well i know her perspective.

D’artagnan: thank heaven… is she alright? Where is she?

Constance: she is composing herself while she gets ready to meet me at work. She wants me to let you know that when she woke up she got a little scared, her having no memory of the previous night and she woke to you being next to her, she just was scared and so she left without a word or waking you… she just says she will speak to you about this and what it means when she is ready… she is fine…

D’artagnan took a breath in a deep one at that… and on the exhale he simply looked at Constance.

D'Artagnan: at least she is safe.

That's when they were interrupted by Athos clearing his throat…

Athos: morning Constance. D'Artagnan let's go we have to get to the castle to act as protection detail to the council meeting.

Both D'Artagnan and Constance say their goodbyes and leave their seperate ways…

You however were already almost to the castle when you stopped in market to get a new shawl and some flowers for the queen. Obviously you were taking your time not wanting to rush… but While that was happening Constance was just arriving at the castle where she goes to greet the queen and tell her a small portion of your tale before starting her duties.

You arrived at the palace flowers in hand wearing your new shawl going inside you go to where you knew the queen would be…

Anne: yn, Constance told me some of what you went through not all the details but it sounded like you had a very trying morning…

Yn: indeed I did your majesty… I shall put these flowers in a vase for you… then you can tell me what the agenda is for today…

Anne: just put those flowers in with the ones on the table here and come sit down you need to relax a bit before we conduct any sort of business.

You do as the queen says, taking a seat in the chair beside her you taking a deep breath and exhale it slowly…

Anne: feeling a bit better?

Yn: I still feel like a failure but ya I am somewhat more composed now.

Anne: great I'm glad to hear it. Now onto business you and I have to attend this council meeting this afternoon… the musketeers are the protection detail for the meeting. But your not leaving my side. Constance is doing her rounds and running some errands for me. And then once the meeting is done food and drinks will be brought out. Rochefort will also be there whispering in the king's ear. That's why your not leaving my side. If the king can have his secrets with Rochefort then I'll have my own with you At my ear.

Yn: so basically I'm being promoted again to confidante/loyal best friend?

Anne: silently yes… what the king doesn't know won't hurt him… plus I know you watching everything… you see and hear everything, you can descern what rocheforts true intent is… or if anything is gonna go wrong you can step in… I trust your judgement.

With the queen on your side you felt much better, you both prepared yourselves to walk out of the room and into the council meeting…but just as you were about to exit the room, rochefort bursts through the door unannounced and begins striding his way around the room… its only after you and anne clear your throats that he realizes that the room isnt empty…

Rochefort gets down on bended knee…

Rochefort: your majesty, yn i didnt see you both in here.

Yn: clearly the queen and i were just on the way to the council meeting… isnt that where you should be as well… with the king?

Rochefort clearly not planned on getting caught now backed into a corner.

Rochefort: indeed, well i shall take my leave and see you both there… your majesty, yn…

Both you and the queen step aside and watch as rochefort exits. You go to the guards outside the doors and give them the following words.

Yn: you both are to never ever let rochefort into this room like ever again unless myself and or the musketeers are present and the queen is never to be left alone with rochefort again is that understood… and triple the guard outside this room anyone seeking to enter this room needs to have either a note signed by either me or one of the musketeers or the queen herself.. No one else not the king not rochefort no one else… this is an extreme security procedure not to be discussed with any except me… i shall also have words with mister treville and the musketeers as well… do you both understand me…

The guard in unison speak: yes m’lady. We will get right on the tripling of the guard. Would you like us all stationed in pairs down each corridor leading to this room…

Yn: yes, that sounds like a plan.. Ill send one of the musketeers to spear head the positioning down each corridor… you guys are gonna be expected to sign agreements for this new order… this will be given and passed round by the musketeer Athos… no one else is gonna get through these corridors are gonna be locked down so the queen can have her private chamber away from the crowd, away from the king where she can have her private council…

Guard 1: very well, will there be a way for you to get us a list of allowed personal to access this room…

Yn: yes, that will also be sent with athos. Do not let anyone come down these hallways without a full body search of their persons and each of you will stand at a corridor and watch the hallways till your reinforcements arrive. Im gonna take the queen to the council chambers and ill send athos with the papers.

With that you and the queen leave down one of the corridors with the intent of making it to the council chamber with enough time for you and the queen to speak with athos… you usher for athos and the rest of the group to meet you and the queen on the side bar…

Athos: your majesty, you look radiant… yn, you look slightly concerned…

Yn: thats kinda why we are meeting away from the crowd… you and the others are gonna be apart of the new protection detail for the queens private chambers… where she can escape the craziness of court for a bit.. Yes both constance and i are the only ones who have known where this room is… but you are the only ones who can help us make sure the new order of detail

That's when D'Artagnan caught your gaze, Anne noticed this and took over the speaking.

Anne: noble musketeers I do not trust Rochefort for he was caught by me and yn leaving these secret chambers of mine not but a few short moments before we were coming here. He was looking for something. I have a parchment ready for the order of detail to be written down as well as the list of people who are the ones only allowed to enter. This is meant to be my safe space and earlier it did not feel safe.normally i would speak to the king of such a matter but i fear that rochefort may be poisoning the kings mind. Please athos i trust you to get my new detail up and running.

Athos pulls aramis and porthos aside as d’artagnan slowly approaches you….

D’artagnan: can we talk a moment yn?

You turn to him slightly while staying fully by the queens side.

Yn: not now maybe a little later… the meeting is bout to start…

You dont even continue to glance at him, you instead take your seat by the queens side… the meeting is going smoothly till the snack and drink trays are brought in… the page who is bringing in the king and queens is acting suspicious in your eyes… so you watch him, only to witness him pouring the entire contents of a small vile into both the kings and the queens drinks…

The boy then brings them forth.. Placing one goblet in front of the king and one in front of the queen… but before a drop can touch either of their lips you snatch both goblets and back up a bit… one goblet per hand, d’artagnan approaches you calmly but with haste…

Louie: what in the world is this girl doing…

Yn: your majesty i regret to inform you of this but i saw that page boy who delivered your s and the queens drinks pour the entire contents of a vile into both goblets. Porthos athos detain that boy till we sort this out no one in this room leaves till this gets sorted…

Over the next few moments the meeting was in a bit of chaos, but you and d’artagnan were now having a very heated discussion about this..

D’artagnan: are you mad… dont drink it dont do this just to prove a point…

Yn: im doing this to save our king and queen are you telling me tht you wouldnt do the same thing…

After a few moments of silence d’artagnan yelled gathering the entire rooms attention.

D’artagnan: go and do it then, see if i care…

You take a swig of one of the goblets… waiting a few moments, before you and d’artagnan turn to the rest of the room, but before the boy is fully released you suddenly become very dizzy..

Yn: d’artagnan i think i’m gonna faint…

You kinda slurred the last word before dropping the goblets and falling toward the ground… d’artagnan not caring bout his clothes at that moment slides down to catch your head in his lap before you hit the ground. In a panic and shock d’artagnan and aramis along with an escort of some guards carried you back to the garrison, athos and porthos stayed to oversee the execution of the page boy and to question everyone…

But d’artagnan didnt leave your side even after aramis and the doctors administered the cure for the poison… it was a cure any poison remedy…

It was 2 hours later and you hadn’t woke up yet… athos returned to the garrison to check on d’artagnan and you…

Athos: how is she?

D’artagnan: aramis and the doctor administered a cure all… they said she should wake in a few hours… im not leaving her side till she wakes…

Athos watches d’artagnan as his facials change from concern to shock and finally to comfort the longer he watches you… athos decides to say something to d’artagnan…

Athos: how long have you been in love with her?

D’artagnan turns to athos and gets off his seat making his way toward him…

D’artagnan: how did you…

Athos: i can tell by th way you look at her my friend…

D’artagnan: i have been in love with her since the first day i saw her, but last night we were out celebrating and we gave ourselves to eachother in a drunken state no clarity whatsoever… constance came to see me this morning guess yn was scared this morning when she woke naked beside me and when she drank the goblets contents i…

Athos: i am sorry my friend, look i know what you are going through… i felt some of…

D’artagnan a little angry and hurt and shocked beyond reason yelled…

D’artagnan: no athos, you do not speak of what which you know little about… she all but told me in her own subtle way earlier that she was in love with me… you know what im gonna do it, im gonna marry this girl…

A few more hours passed athos and the other musketeers now sitting in the room as well, to lend their support to their friend as he tries his best to stay sane… but you were just waking up when treville walked in… everyone relieved to see you awake, treville had you sign some papers for the new guard detail, and then treville and everyone except d’artagnan left the room…

D’artagnan: i am so happy your alright.. And once you are all better we will have a few things to do… but while you were unconscious i did some thinking and i dont want to do this none confessional dance with you anymore… this acting like i am not in love with you isnt working for me… last night we lost ourselves to eachother and that was the best feeling ever till i woke up and you were gone… i thought maybe you didnt feel the same way till constance came here this morning and yelled at me…

Yn: what are you trying to say, that we have been fooling ourselves thinking we didnt feel the same way… and now we need to make up for lost time cause i think we did that last night…

D’artagnan: yes but we are going to skip a free steps cause i dont want to spend the rest of my life without you and in this line of work anything can happen today proved that… so the queen sent this with a note attached to it i read the note and its mainly for you but i was given very clear instructions on what to do with the attachment…

You read the note it was short and sweet plain clear concise and simple… went like this, “first things first yn, say yes to this question he is your soulmate and we are all rooting for you both to succeed… second D’artagnan give her this and ask her what you have wanted to ask her from the day you met her… i hope this makes a happy ever after… and i lend my services to you guys anything you need. Love Queen Anne…”

You sat up and starred at d’artagnan who now was holding a small gold band with a few diamonds on the top of the band… he said those words you always wanted to hear…

D’artagnan: marry me yn… lets live our lives together one day at a time.

Yn: yes of course yes…

The ring on your finger, the kisses flowing work the next day would be a new chapter…

~the end~

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