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churipu · 5 months

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Hi! ☺️ First and foremost, I hope you're doing well. Also, I just recently found your page and I love your writing!

I really liked your post on the super sensitive reader with the jjk men. Can I get headcanons of the jjk men with reader who is very stoic and a little emotionally constipated? Like they have never seen reader cry ever while in their relationship together, but then reader ends up having a hard week and ends up crying from frustration.

jjk men & their emotionally constipated partner

featuring. shiu kong, itadori yuuji, todo aoi, geto suguru x reader

warnings. cursing and jjk men being sweet and soft to their partner <;33

note. hi anon! i'm doing great, hbu love? thank you for liking my works, you don't know how much that means to me, i hope you have a great day! and thank you for requesting, i find this request very interesting <33 also, thank you guys for the big amount of support i've been receiving for the last two days, can you imagine i gained like 140+ followers in that matter of time? i'm going to start violently sobbing istg. anw, i hope u sexies enjoy this <33

SHIU KONG. shiu loves you a lot, even if you struggle in showing the love back to him, he knows you love him a lot. shiu would receive random messages (mostly a picture of something and then you tell him that it reminded you of him, probably deemed as your love language now). i feel like shiu is partly happy that you don't take things into the heart - but at times he'd be very worried about you. you never cry, you almost never get angry at him even if he did something wrong (you'd just tell him it's nothing and you weren't mad, but he sometimes think it's because you didn't want to engage yourself in arguments), and hell, he barely sees you smile at all.

shiu has heard you tell stories about your new work place, which you quote unquote as toxic. and you've been in the company for no longer than three months, but the stories about your very annoying co-worker and your boss never stops. he swore that the topic of your work place was the only thing that could get you riled up.

i feel like shiu would be the type of boyfriend who would tell you to stop working because he's financially stable enough to provide for you, but you decline telling him that you didn't want to live off of him.

shiu didn't force you to stop or quit your job though, he'd be glad to listen to you talk about your days at work.

"y/n? you're ho— darling, what happened?" he saw the solemn look on your face and realized that something must have happened (yet again) at your work place, he dropped the cigar that was lodged in between his lips and immediately approached you.

you shook your head, inhaling sharply before kicking off your shoes, "work, of course."

"is it your boss? or that same co-worker again?" shiu knew that it was either your boss or this one co-worker who doesn't seem to enjoy your presence in the office.

"both." you sat down on the couch, throwing your head back in exhaustion (you were about to cry and the only way to stop your tears from coming out was to just force it back in with your head back), "i'm getting my paycheck reduced this month."

shiu took a seat next to you, "why?"

"i was blamed for something my co-worker did, this is so unfair," your voice cracked a little and shiu pulled you into a hug, you choked out a sob, "this is so unfair," you muttered out, your pent out anger and disappointment finally seeping out in a form of tears.

"hey, shh..." he soothes you, pulling back to see your tearful eyes. he grazed over your cheek to wipe the droplets away, "let me take care of them, yeah?"

you shook your head, "don't have to, i don't want to make this into a bigger mess."

shiu planted a kiss on your forehead, "don't worry about it darling, you trust me, don't you?"

"yes."

shiu had a "talk" with your boss and your co-worker the very next day and your co-worker ended up resigning right after, and your boss, well they never bothered you anymore (and you're getting an extra paycheck for the next half a year).

ITADORI YUUJI. people always wonder how you and itadori ended up with each other. him being this ray of sunshine, and you were like the moon. but he didn't care about what everyone says, he loves you — and that's what matter, right?

wrong. don't think that you didn't notice the enormous shit talking about you behind your back, about how you probably bribed itadori into dating you and what not. usually, you'd shove all those down the drain and forget about it.

but for some reason, you couldn't help but to rethink about what they said. how itadori isn't too fit for you, or how you don't deserve him at all. the only thing that managed to trigger you was how somebody said that itadori deserves someone more "emotionally available" for him, and that person isn't you.

you never liked being emotionally constipated, people always talk about you behind your back, saying how you're so distant and that being the reason you don't have any friends. you keep telling yourself that you're used to it when it comes to you, but when it comes to itadori and your relationship — you feel helpless.

"y/n? are you okay?"

you looked up at him, a glint of worry flashing in his eyes. and you can't help but to feel the frustration building in you as you remember the words people say to you, "yes..no? i don't kno—" you choked out, smacking your hand on top of your mouth at the sound you let out.

it just got worse when you feel the tears you've been penting up for the past few weeks come out. itadori blinked feverishly, a little surprised to see you crying like this. he has never seen you cry before, "y/n..?" he breathes out, his hand reaching out to you, but you moved back, trying to avoid his touch.

the embarrassment you felt was horrid, you hated crying in front of people, even your own boyfriend, "baby," itadori mutters out seriously, grabbing your arms and then pulling them away from your face, "tell me what's wrong. talk to me."

i feel like he knew where this was going, he had a hunch. for the past few weeks, you asked him about why he was with you, why he loves you when there were better people out there (you think). and he knew it was because of what people said.

"i...i just don't think i'm the right one for you, yuuji. they're right, you need a more emotionally available partner."

itadori's face fell when you said that, and he shook his head, pulling you into his embrace. rocking back and forth like a baby, "why would you say that? why would you listen to them y/n?" he asks quietly.

"i...don't know."

he pulled away, brows furrowed and he held your shoulders, "you're perfect for me, i don't give a fuck what they said about you and i. the next time someone says something, i'm going to beat them up," the thing is, he looked so serious you couldn't help but to chuckle.

"you just chuckled.." he breathes out, "my life is complete."

TODO AOI. he's very boisterous, and i feel like he'd be the type of person who would defend his partner everywhere they go. when you accepted his feelings, he was surprised since he never expected you to like someone like him. but he was pretty damn proud of you, and as a boyfriend, he shows you off like a trophy.

telling people about how amazing you are, how you make him happy, or how you treat him nicely. but people are fucking judgmental, some of them don't like the idea of others living happily — and you never thought that "these" particular people would target you next for it.

saying how fucking weird todo is for liking someone like you, and you had to be honest, it did get into you. and so began your avoidance to your own boyfriend, todo.

he hates it. he hated how you changed out of the blue, no matter how hard he tries to reach out for you, you weren't the same anymore and he never got why you decided to change.

believe me when i say that he tried asking his friends about it, or about tips to get you to talk to him. but really, they weren't much of a help, saying how you probably got bored and is avoiding him so he would be the one to break up first with you.

todo didn't want to let the idea of that get into him, but after a few weeks of you avoiding him non-stop, he began thinking the same thing. were you bored of him? did he do something that you didn't like? or is it because he ate the last chocolate chip cookie you were saving up and blamed it on someone else?

so when he got the chance to bump into you, he immediately took it as a chance to ask you about it.

"why are you avoiding me?" you tried ending the conversation right away by going the other way, but man is fast fast so he didn't let you — still wanting to know about the sudden change in your behavior.

todo knows how you didn't like being cornered, or how you don't like talking about the relationship, sappy shit. but if he didn't talk to you about this, todo knew he was going to regret it.

"y/n," he grabbed the back of your collar, pulling you back lightly, "did i do something wrong?"

you were silent for a few seconds before todo's ears perked up at the sound of soft, choked out sobs. you were crying. you were crying. and the panic sinks in, "i..i'm sorry, did i pull on your collar too hard?!" he panics, flailing his arms.

you shook your head, "...no, i'm sorry for avoiding you."

todo stopped his panicking and stood up straight, "i couldn't stop thinking about what people have to say about us, and now that i think about it, i feel like you deserve more than me," todo widened his eyes and looked around.

"who the fuck said that? i'm going to beat them up so bad people won't recognize them," todo mutters out and the corner of your lips tugged upward, "is that why you're avoiding me?"

you nod, "it was wrong. i know i should've said something about it. i'm sorry for avoiding you."

todo laid his hand on top of your head, brushing your h/c softly with a gentle smile, "you're perfect for me, fuck those people," he cusses out, "next time you hear em', don't forget to find out their names— i'm going to give them a lesson for it."

SUGURU GETO. suguru and you are like two peas in a pod. people never see him without you and vice versa, and often people would say that you both are the perfect couple. despite your personalities almost being the same type of calm, suguru is a calm man, and he's soft spoken. while you were just plain cold and stoic, rarely speak of something or even show your emotions.

someone bothering you? okay. someone making fun of you? okay. you were practically a walking definition of "i give zero fucks". but that doesn't mean you can't feel hurt, you are still human after all.

so when suguru told you about how he has a new co-worker, and how she has been clinging onto him, how she tries to get in his pants. you find it cute how he tells you about it, even telling you that you should come to his workplace so he could show you off.

you didn't feel anything because you trusted him. until you see the so called "co-worker" of his. she's pretty, you can't deny that. and you could see how she gets along with almost everyone, having no problem in instigating a conversation or complimenting people. people definitely like her.

that's where the insecurity began sinking in.

would suguru fall for her like everyone in his workplace does? would he leave you for her? so many questions you wanted to find the answer to.

"baby?"

you look at him, completely out of your daydream. he cocks his head to the side, "are you okay? you've been zoning out a lot lately..." he said, voice gentle and worried.

you nodded, "yeah. sorry. got a lot in my mind."

"do you want to talk about it?" he brushes a few h/c strands from covering your face, "you've been a little distant. is it something that i did, baby?"

god, just the thought of suguru thinking it was him made you a little sensitive. the past few weeks was already hard enough for you to contain yourself from breaking down, and him asking that made the tears you held in for so long drop out all at once.

suguru was a little taken aback and he sat straight up, alarmed, "y/n? baby? what's wrong?" he asks you gently, wiping the tears that never ceased from your face.

"i feel..i feel like i'm not enough. you deserve better than me, suguru." suguru swallowed the lump in his throat, he should've known, ever since you came to his workplace, you had started getting distant. and he should've known that was the reason.

suguru shook his head, cupping your face before giving you soft little kisses all over your face, "don't" a kiss on your forehead. "you" a kiss on your left cheek. "dare" a kiss on your right cheek. "say" a kiss on your nose. "that" a kiss on your chin.

the male gazes into your eyes deeply, "i love you," he softly said before planting a kiss on your lips, "you're the one i want, you're perfect for me. i can't see my future without you y/n, so please don't think about that..."

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milomarigold · 11 months

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Baxter Ward Headcanon - Lunch Dates

Gender neutral | SFW Fluff | Baxter Ward x MC

First headcanon, hope ya enjoy!

🍁 Being a wedding planner is no easy feat! From planning bigger details like the wedding theme to smaller details like stainless steel or wooden cutlery. That's where Baxter's diligence, organization, and flexibility (📏) comes in handy!

🍁 However, planning such grand events also means our Victorian emo boy tends to skips out on lunch to get more work done. Especially during bigger assignments!

🍁 Since you know he usually only has a black coffee in the morning, you decide to suggest you both get lunch breaks together! It takes a bit of convincing, he wouldn't want to inconvenience you, but in the end he can't resist a chance to spend more time with his charming MC~

Baxter: "You're worried about me skipping meals? Well, my schedule can get hectic. Are you sure it wouldn't trouble you? I wouldn't want to get in the way of what you have to do… Although I'll admit, a chance to see your charming self sounds lovely. Alright then, having lunch dates sounds excellent~"

🍁 His lunch breaks are an hour long. Before your lunch dates he usually didn't use the full time (only the required 30 min) because…

Baxter: (on the phone) "What do you mean the tablecloths are cotton and not linen?? Linda, stay put, I'm on my way."

However, he does try to remain the whole hour with you when your lunch dates begin. He adjusts letting the wedding couple know he will be gone for an hour, but as soon as the break is over they'll have his undivided attention.

🍁 It takes a bit of getting used to at the beginning. He can't help but check his phone when notifications come in, for example. As long as it's not an emergency, you gently remind him it's his time and to enjoy the snack in front of him.

Baxter: "But darling, you're the whole damn meal~"

🍁 He prefers to eat out rather than stay in the office. To avoid co-workers asking questions that lead to him helping to find that one file, and answer that call, oh and he has to call this one place-

🍁 He quickly comes to look forward to your little lunch dates. Seeing how passionately you talk about your interests and the smile on your face when you eat your favorite snack has him smitten!!

🍁 You guys are gossip buddies. Neither of you share anything hurtful, but you two also can't help talking about the shenanigans that go on at your respective workplaces.

Baxter: "One morning Michael came in complaining about a speed bump on the highway…I ponder who he ran over." (Sips coffee casually)

🍁 Baxter's eyes sparkle if you surprise him with a homemade meal. Especially touched if you remember his preferences; such as something pescatarian or something with peaches. You don't have to worry about your cooking skills, your intention matters more to him! His co-workers will notice he's extra chipper that afternoon.

🍁 In return, he'll also prepare a lunch for both of you the night before. He plans to make something that's only a "tad" extra, but always gets carried away and creates the most Instagram/Pinterest worthy aesthetic lunches you ever did see.

Baxter: "It's just a little something to thank you for the other day." 💜

🍁 You both agree to meet at a chill little park near work when you make lunches for each other. You have a special picnic blanket for the occasion that's so comfy you almost lose track of time.

🍁 On days where you can't meet up, you either face call each other or simply text each other to make sure the other has eaten.

💬 Yes, darling I just finished off lunch. It was great, I would've enjoyed it far more with your company, but alas! How about you, have you eaten yet?

🍁 Sometimes you send donuts, muffins and other treats to Baxter's office where he shares with his co-workers. His co-workers like you very much for this reason, haha! It also gives Baxter the opportunity to make more friends.

🍁 Over lunch, he occasionally brings up some wedding planning hitches. You help him figure out solutions when he's stumped.

Baxter: "Darling you're brilliant! Perhaps you're due for a reward? Are you free tonight? I'd love to show you my gratitude~"

Overall, meeting for lunch gives you both another opportunity to take care of each other. He feels the stress melt away as soon as he sees his favorite person and it makes his lunch that much sweeter.

#beloved oreo man #the ol1 victorian clown #ourlife #baxter ward #our life beginnings & always #gb patch #Baxter ward x reader #Baxter ward x mc

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repurpose-yourself · 4 months

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Santa's Objectified Helpers 2 (1/7)

"Change is driven by those who get things done. These individuals can be from the highest corporate ladder to a neighbor building a tree house for their kids," a man's voice said with authority, though still calm and collected, "But, it's people like you who stunt aspirations and successes, though."

"Who the fuck do you think you are passing judgment on me?!" Eli yelled, his eyes blindfolded with arms and legs bound to a wooden chair, "Let me go!"

"Who am I? Oh, just a man who is always watching," the voice replied, "Checking lists and marking who is naughty and nice."

Eli thrashed about in his chair, "You're a fucking idiot! Who do you think you are?! Santa?!"

"Exactly," the voice responded immediately.

"And I'm supposed to believe this?" Eli shot back.

The man behind the commanding voice approached Eli and ripped the blindfold off, "I don't care what you believe. But what I will say is this. There is a young man by the name of Colt. You work with him. And don't play stupid, we both know you're well aware of this individual."

"So what?!" Eli fired off, looking at a man wearing boots, jeans and a flannel long sleeve, "You don't even look like Santa!"

"That's not important. What matters is Colt will finally receive the support he deserves from you," the man remarked, standing before Eli now, "I will see to it you're no longer capable of harassing this man."

"And what would that be?" Eli asked pointedly, "I won't willfully help that deadbeat loser. He's a fucking freeloader. You'll just have to kill me because I am not changing."

The man leaned into Eli, "Trust me, you'll wish for death when I am done with you. That freeloader works two jobs to care for his younger siblings, transitioning into a make-shift parent after their parents died in a car accident three years ago. You'll learn the meaning of giving and helping those less fortunate very quickly. I promise you that."

Before another word could be spoken, Eli's vision went dark...

***

"Merry early Christmas, Colt!" five people shouted as the young man walked through the backdoor of a business.

"Oh shit!" Colt said with a jump, before smiling, "What is all this?"

A woman stepped forward and handed Colt a box, "Colt, you're an inspiration to us all. We have watched you grow into a fine young man who is selfless and giving. Times are tough and, as people with our own families, we understand what you're going through. Since money is tight and everything you make is being poured into gifts for your younger siblings, we pulled some money together to get you a gift for Christmas."

"You guys! Awe, you didn't have to do this for me!" Colt said, taking the box, "Oh, this is heavy."

"We need to get back on the floor before the manager gets upset. So we'll leave you to open your gift in peace. Merry Christmas again, Colt!" the woman said, followed by the others wishing their holiday greetings towards Colt.

The young man watched his co-workers leave the backroom before sitting down at a table. Placing the present gently before him, Colt ripped the paper away and immediately saw the Jumpman symbol. His eyes widened now, as he pulled the lid off to see a sleek looking pair of Jordans.

"No fucking way!" Colt exclaimed, pulling the shoes out, "These are fucking mint!"

Eli jostled around a bit while Colt handled the new shoes and looked them over.

"Man, I have needed new shoes for a while. They must have seen me looking at this pair on my phone the other day," Colt said as he placed the shoes on the floor and wiped a few tears away from his eyes, "What great co-workers. And thankfully Eli isn't here to ruin it. What an asshole."

'Asshole?!' Eli thought, before noticing something was wildly off, 'I can't move... And why am I looking up at Colt's disgusting face from two holes on the floor?'

Suddenly Colt's right black socked foot hovered over one of the holes, "A full shift will break these in nicely."

A strong masculine smell accompanied the foot as it plowed into the hole. Eli screamed internally as five toes crashed into the individual, before shooting forward and bringing the rest of the young man's foot with them. Consumed in darkness, at least in one of the holes now, Eli gagged at the odor as Colt laced the hightop up.

'What the fuck is happening?! Get your disgusting foot off of me!' Eli yelled internally.

Colt's other foot hovered over the second opening and plunged inside the waiting shoe. Now covered by both feet and assaulted by the hard working man's smell, Eli wanted nothing more than to vomit. But no such actions took place or could even be conjured up. Colt shifted around slightly before standing up, unleashing excruciating pain across Eli's existence.

'Get off of me you fucking poor son of a bitch!' Eli wailed silently.

"Wow... These are comfortable! My feet literally sink into the insoles," Colt remarked, rocking back and forth on his feet, "These are great shoes."

Despite only hearing muffled things here and there, Eli heard one thing loud and clear, 'Insoles?'

Colt knelt down and grabbed his old shoes, applying substantial weight across the living insoles through the balls of his feet and toes.

'This can't be happening! I can't be insoles! This isn't possible! Help me!' the living insoles cried to itself, unable to communicate with the outside world.

Colt placed his old footwear in a locker and closed it, "I'll still hold onto these shoes for a while. I can use them for yard work."

Crying and begging for mercy, Eli simply supported Colt's size 13 feet and carried the young man wherever Colt needed to go. It was going to be a long 10 hour shift and an even longer existence beneath a man unaware of the life beneath his soles...

#inanimate object #inanimate tf #inanimate transformation #revenge tf #unaware tf #insole tf #nonconsensual tf

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addict-rat · 1 year

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Your Eyes Betray You

Summary: You have a rivalry with Zemo and his team, but you also have mixed feelings with him, in one mission you both finally end up saying what you feel and more.

Words count: 2880

Paring: Helmut Zemo x F!Reader

Warnings: +18 Explict, swering, very poorly written smut, wall sex, semi-public sex, unprotected sex, fingering, p in v.

Author’s note: Buenas, I just want to say a few things, frist this is my frist smut written in english, that leads to the second thing english not my first language I know a bit of the language but still learning so I used a translator from time to time if you see a mistake in the grammar or in general please let me know, I accept criticism but I don’t tolerate hate comments or similar. I probably gonna write more fanficons so I accept request in the future and I in the process of writing a Namor fanfic x!Reader. Gracias enjoy the fic :D

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Your career as a government agent was going pretty well. Not long ago you had been promoted to a position now you have your own team of agents to lead although you still had to follow orders from your superior, Secretary Ross. you could say that you had done everything to be where you were now, and you knew that one day you would be in a higher position than the one you were currently in, you worked hard to have a record of success in most of your missions, that was one of the reasons why you were given this position, however everything changed when you met your now "enemies" the Thunderbolts.

Thunderbolts was a team similar to yours except they had two supersoldiers, Ava Starr better known as Phantom, Justin Hammer and criminal mastermind who more than once could take you down. While your team was not bad, the problem was that it turns out you were not the best person to lead, since most of your life you had and preferred to work on your own.

Valentina and Ross were on the same path, therefore Thunderbolts and your team ended up on the same mission so you saw them very often, they were a headache for you because you knew you had a half chance of succeeding in the mission and a half chance of losing because of them.

Everyone already knew each other, it was like seeing co-workers who had been together for many years, but as team leader you knew all the opposing team better, especially their leader.

Helmut Zemo.

Being both team leaders you had faced him before, at first you could say you had no opinion of him, after meeting him on a mission where you lost, you began to hate him especially when you realized how much you found yourself thinking about him, you were not going to admit the obvious you had to stay focused on what mattered.

You weren't a fan of missions that involved having to infiltrate parties and looking like you were enjoying being there, usually these types of missions you would send someone from your team, but this time you had to go, so there you were finishing your fifth drink. You were waiting for the host of the party to come out of his office so you could go and get some files that could put a big f behind bars, you heard in one of your headphones that he had already left his office and that you could move on, so you preferred to go and finish the mission instead of having your sixth drink, you walked straight to where there was a crowd of people dancing.

"I thought you didn't like these kinds of events" you pulled away a little when you saw how close you were to him "I don't I'm here beacuse of work, look like you a really having fun" you said in a mocking tone "I'm here beacuse of work too and your distracting me, can you even fight in that? "You tried to ignore the previous comment even though you still felt that feeling that had become recurrent in your stomach and you knew that he was the reason for your behavior. Your thoughts left you when you heard one of your colleagues telling you to hurry before he went back to his office "I don't have time for this and yes I can fight in this" you said walking to where you should have been a few minutes ago.

You felt someone pulling you by your arm so hard that you ended up glued to the body of the man who had pulled you, obviously it had to be the last person you wanted to see here and who in fact you were expecting to see.

The mansion you were in was so ridiculously big that it took you a little longer to get there, in some corridors there were people around so you had to find another way or wait for them to leave. You were a little more relieved that you were so close, you just had to look for the files and leave being as cautious as possible. Already in front of the door you looked to the sides before placing your hand on the door handle but before you could open the door, you were a little scared since no one had warned you that someone was already inside but your concern was gone when you saw Zemo in the door frame, the two looked at each other for a few minutes, you still did not understand how he had arrived so fast.

"If you are looking for the same as me, good luck, I doubt you will find a copy" whenever he was in advantage or beat you he always put that mocking smile, you saw him walking away while you doubted if you were really looking for the same or were different motives of the mission, but still you went after him, you approached him and he stopped walking when you reached him "Do you really want took me into a fight in that dress?" he asked this time looking at you again from head to toe "Do you want to try me? Baron" he approached you, cornering you in the wall "Do you know I love when you use my title?" you were going to answer him but you both became alert when you heard footsteps and you heard your team warning you that someone was coming in the corridor, obviously it was going to be suspicious to see you two standing near the office and there was no time to go anywhere else.

You grabbed Zemo by his coat and pulled him closer to you, you whispered an almost inaudible "sorry" before you started kissing him, obviously nobody was going to suspect two lovers looking for a place to be alone, at first Zemo was a little astonished he didn't expect you to do that, but he understood that it was to cover the two of you and not to raise suspicions, so he didn't let go of you, his leg got between yours applying some pressure, which made you moan in the kiss, he took the opportunity to dominate more the kiss and taste inside you, you didn't want to admit it but it was the first time you had been kissed so well.

You remembered that this was your chance to look for the files in his coat, your hands traveled through Zemo's coat, trying to find the files but he noticed what you were doing, he took your hands and slammed them against the wall, pulling something out of you between a sigh and a moan, something you were going to regret later "You like that don't you? You like it when someone else takes control" He said close to your lips, you started to move your hips a little on the leg he had between yours, you did it by mere instinct you hadn't even noticed, " Egear are we? " He murmured as he left a path of kisses from your jaw to your neck, you let out a gasp as you felt his wet kisses, your weak legs brought you back to reality and you saw that there was no one but the two of you in the hallway "T- they're already gone" Zemo let go of your wrists "Yes, I know they left like two minutes ago" he left a kiss on your cheek "Looking for this, Draga? "He took out a small usb from his coat and put it back almost immediately, while you were still stunned and bewildered by what had just happened a few seconds ago.

You followed him down another corridor when you had already put your feet on the ground again, when you got to the corner where he had crossed he was not there, you looked around, but it was useless, there was no one there, you walked back from where you came but you saw from afar that a group of people were coming and you saw that from the other side of the corridor as well. For a moment you were paralyzed, but they dragged you to another small room, that looked like a cellar or something similar, the room was only illuminated by the small lines of the shutter that almost completely covered the window of the door.

"What..."

You couldn't finish.

"Shhh."

"Don't shhh to me"

He put his hand on your mouth "Shhhh" you heard murmurs that were going to close where you were, you did not pay attention to what they were talking, you were more focused on watching him even with the little light that came from the hallway, his dark eyes staring at the door where he had you nailed, you saw how he frowned to concentrate on what the other people were talking, his dark hair well combed and how soft it seemed to be, you wanted to pass your hand touching him.

"Enjoying the view?" He ask with that cooky smirt and removed his hand from your mouth "I do, although I preferred the way you looked in the hallway" he tilt his head, his hands went to your hips "You didn't look at me like you hated me... but you don't, do you? Well you did at first, but then you pretended to" Your eyes widened in amazement, after all this time you were still impressed by how capable he was of reading you despite how good you were at pretending.

"Your eyes, your eyes betrayed you" he replied as if he knew what you were going to ask, it was no secret that he no longer saw you as if his gaze could kill you, at first he detested you especially you being the one who had beaten him a few times, but that had been a long time ago.

Your lips approached his, when it finally looked like your lips were about to touch his, he moved a few inches away from you "Tell me what do you want, darling?" You bite your lip, his hand slowly went down to the hem of your dress, caressing your thighs under your dress "Please, please Helmut... Touch me, make me yours please fuck me please" you begged pathetically for the other man to touch you, you never thought you would beg like that for anyone ever in your life, but for him, you didn't mind doing it.

This time it was his lips that found you and he drank you in almost the same way he had done in the past kiss, his kisses went down to your neck and his hands this time went up your dress to your waist and into your panties playing with the now wet fabric, you were about to beg for more, when you heard the rustle of the fabric tearing, You gave a gasp of astonishment that quickly turned into a more erotic one as you felt his fingers in your wet folds "You won't need these" he said finishing removing your panties "You already so wet for me" one of his hands took your leg to lift it a little, your fingernails dug into his shoulders to steady you.

"Don't stop Zemo ples...Ah" Two of his long and thick fingers penetrated into your wet cunt, his fingers curled in that place that made you forget where you were. "Ah" you moaned loudly feeling how his fingers stretched you and at the same time his thumb started massaging circles in your clit. You began to feel that sensation in your belly that indicated your orgasm was beginning to form, your nails dug deeper into his shoulders. His lips so close to yours that you could feel his breaths heaving and he could feel your gasps and moans.

"Zemo... I..." His lips caught your lips in a kiss before you could raise your voice any more, you heard footsteps and murmurs outside, across the hall but they gradually receded. "You have to be a little more quite, my love... As much I would love to hear you, we can't let anyone hear us, do you understand?" Zemo asked you shortly after you came down from your state of pleasure. "Yes, Baron" you said he kissed you again, this time a little shorter "Good girl" you were surprised when he turned and your face pressed into the door, you heard the sound of his belt unbuckling as well as the zipper of his pants, one of his hands was on your hip gripping you tightly then you were to find the bruise in the shape of his hand on your hip, with his other hand he said the tip of his cock was moving in your wet folds "Stop teasing me, baron please" a choked moan came from your lips as you felt him slowly penetrate you, it was much bigger than you had thought, your count trembling with the strecht as inch after inch.

You both let out a sigh when he fully stettled, both of his hands on your hips "Fuck, you're so thigt" He whisper in your ear leaving a path of kisses and hickeys in your neck, you moved your head to the side leaving him more space, you let out a loud moan when you felt his teeth penetrating the skin between your neck and shoulder "Oh! Don't mark me you possesive... Oh fuck" you whimper when you felt how he came out completely and penetrated you again in a single movement, his nails dug into your hips while he came out and entered you in a constant pace, Zemo grabbed you by the neck turning your head so he could kiss you, his kisses were hungry, a little violent, you tried to follow the same rhythm as him returning him with kisses full of lust and needy, you didn't separate until you were both out of breath, a loud moan came from your lips when he hit that place that left you wanting more, your back arched and he noticed it by the way your legs weakened and by the way your walls squeezed his cock, his pace this time faster hitting that sweet place. Even though you wanted to be quiet because you were not exactly alone, anyone could pass through the hallway and hear you, but Zemo made it difficult for you to be quiet, his arm grabbed your hips while the other one massaged your clitoris, a gasp escaped your lips from the pleasure he was giving you, it wasn't a few minutes later when you felt your second orgasm come again.

"I'm so close... I'm gonna come" you let out a loud moan "Come for my draga" he grabbed your neck bringing your head to his shoulder, he applied a little pressure to your neck, which brought you to your second orgasm with a sigh and a gasping moan, Zemo waited until your breathing was no longer so agitated and came back with the same pace he had before. You felt his seed fill you deep inside your walls, you heard profanities between Sokovian and Ingles in between cut off by his agitated breathing.

After a few minutes you both had come down from your euphoria, you felt Zemo's lips on your bare shoulder, his short but affectionate kisses were going up to your cheek, his hand grabbed your jaw returning it to his face leaving a soft and affectionate kiss on your lips, you kissed him back, you let out a whimper in the middle of the kiss when he came out of you, you felt his semen going down your thighs "We could have had fun a long time ago... you know it was much better than I had fantasized..." you weren't going to admit that you had also dated him in this way, but that wasn't something you would say out loud at least not today. you know it was much better than I had fantasized" you weren't going to admit that you had also fooled around with him in this way, but that wasn't something you would say out loud to him at least not today. You both began to arrange yourselves to hide any kind of evidence. You looked for your panties on the floor, when you found them they were torn "Great, now I have to go back without underwear thanks Zemo" you said showing him your ruined panties, Zemo took them out of your hands and put them in his coat "I will buy you new ones, and next time I won't tear them" you both left the room and walked down the hall "So now we will do this on every mission we see each other" You smirk devilish "I can't promise you that I won't, but I'd prefer it to be somewhere more private" they both laughed a little "What a strange way to propose a date but ok I'll take it" they both headed for the exit and went their separate ways to where each team was waiting for them, and there Zemo noticed that you had removed the usb.

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wolfoftheblackflames · 1 month

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And here's what you've all been waiting for. The FINALE! Thanks so much for reading my fun little fanfic, my sweet misfits! Enjoy the tasty desert! (It's been fun writing this ^^)

Dancing with the Devil: Pt. 5

It was a few moments before Charlie whistled loudly summoning Razzle and Dazzle. “Baaaap?!” Both looked shocked but then looked over at the jerk who hurt their mistress. “Baaaaap….” Both growled lowly and followed Seviathan.

Charlie panted softly but then turned to look at Vaggie. “I'm really sorry you had to see me like this…” Her eyes lowered to the ground, unable to face her date.

Vaggie was in shock, sure, but her heart was pounding upon seeing that beautiful demon form. “Cariño…” (Sweetheart). Her hand gently came to Charlie's cheek, her thumb gently brushing away a tear that had threatened to fall. “Don't be sorry. It's actually very sweet that you'd be getting angry over someone like me.” Vaggie stated softly, her hand being lightly grasped by those long black claws.

“What do you mean?” Charlie asked, nuzzling Vaggie's palm.

“Well before I met you, all I had was some co-workers in the military that weren't exactly the nicest. I also did things alongside those jerks that I'm not proud of…” Vaggie started but took a soft breath to calm herself. “I had killed people Charlie, and I hate myself for it, and in some sick way sometimes it felt good to be acknowledged for those kills. I got praised for how flashy they were too…”

Charlie's eyes widen but then soften hearing the regret in her voice. She gently pulled Vaggie close and nuzzled into her hair, her body vibrating because of the soft purring it was doing. “I can see why you don't talk about your life before Hell… But if you're implying that you, the cutest, the most beautiful, and the coolest badass woman I've ever met, doesn't deserve to be loved or respected? Then I'm sorry, but I really want to whack you for ever thinking that.”

Vaggie leaned into the hug and nodded. “There you go again…”

“What it's true.” Charlie stated with a matter of fact tone.

The two jolted slightly, hearing Seviathan scream. “I was promised a dance at this fancy ball. Shall we?” Vaggie stepped back but had a smirk on her face.

Charlie blinked “Just let me put away these first…” She motioned to the horns and tail but stared as Vaggie took her hands into her own.

“You look gorgeous with them out babe. And I do mean it.” The angel smiled lightly, lifting those hands up and twirling only to briefly rest against Charlie's chest with those hands around her shoulders.

The way she moved, Charlie swore Vaggie was either a natural, or very talented in the dance department. The way that ivory gaze looked back up into soft white, it felt like time had stopped. “Thanks…”

The two glided across the stone walkway of the garden, each easily moving with one another to the ballroom music that echoed inside the bustling building. Charlie felt like she was walking on air right now as she was guided by Vaggie with each step. The way Hell's natural light lit up her frame, Charlie swore that in this moment Vaggie was truly the most beautiful being in Hell.

The slow dance tempo echoed as the two swayed close at its rhythm. “So did that asshole really…” Vaggie asked as Charlie scoffs. “Nope, I never once let him do that with me. Seriously the jerk thought if he pressured me enough I'd do it.”

“Good, it makes me a little relieved, babe.” Vaggie muttered, then looked up at Charlie, who looked down at her. The light of Hell made the princess looked so regal and elegant right now, and Vaggie listening to her heart for once pulled down on that chain lightly and kissed Charlie.

It was sudden and brief but it left the princess stunned. Her tail had shot up as now a cute dopey love struck look graced that face. “Whoa…” Charlie muttered but shook her head to get out of the daze quick. “Will you be my girlfriend?!” She blurted out causing Vaggie to laugh.

“I wouldn't have kissed you if I didn't want to be princesa.” The angel teased but yelped when Charlie just quickly lifted her up and spun her around.

“Let's ditch this joint and go on a real date while the night is young.” The demoness grinned as Vaggie laughed at the theatrics Charlie was doing. Right down to the princess bridal carrying the angel out of there when Razzle and Dazzle zipped past clearly looking pleased. “Woooooo hoooo! Best night ever!”

“Charlie babe slow down!” Vaggie laughed as the two hurried out of that place.

Once in the limo, the goofs could relax, but this time, Charlie smirked and gave Vaggie a kiss on the cheek. “Can you do that again? Please?” She asked, giving puppy dog eyes. Vaggie just rolled her eye and gave her girlfriend all the kisses the princess could ever ask for.

(And done! Thanks again for reading my fic guys. I hope you enjoyed it. See you all next time when a new fic drops, until then enjoy the cuteness my lovable misfits!)

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stupidsagestars · 1 year

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𝐛𝐚𝐧𝐤 𝐨𝐰𝐧𝐞𝐫! 𝐥𝐞𝐯𝐢 who could feel his eyes about to fall out of his sockets. Besides juggling his multi-billion bank business he had recently started talking to [𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐭𝐲 𝐝𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐥𝐨𝐩𝐞𝐫! 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐧𝐢𝐞] about a new mansion. You told him you'd take care of it,being the amazing wife you were,but he refused, you didn't need to lift a finger. "just go to chanel or something." He says as you beg him to come back to the company.

"I have! 3 times." You whined and he raised his eyebrows, "do you need me to add more money to your account??"

"No. I need you to let me work in the business we built together, I don't wanna be a housewife all the time." You mumbled, and he laughed. "You were the one that begged me for a kid."

But anyway, 𝐛𝐚𝐧𝐤 𝐨𝐰𝐧𝐞𝐫! 𝐥𝐞𝐯𝐢 was tired, he now had even more things to deal with. He wasn't even listening to his co-worker's proposal,he wanted to be home,back in your lavish apartment with your adorable 2 year old. As he made his way back to his office, he wondered what you were doing now. You probably had already dropped your son off at his friend's house for the morning. You might be at the spa, or indulging yourself in some dior perfume,having breakfast with your friend Mikasa, maybe even at Victoria's Secret having a look at some lingerie. He scoffed at himself, it was 9 in the morning, you two hadn't had sex in a week, that had to be the explanation for his tiredness. He took his phone out of his pocket to have a chat with you but he was shocked to find you sitting on his chair. You were wearing a stunning black dress and smiling at his surprised face. He closed the door and dropped his briefcase behind him.

"You left your lunch." You hum.

He doesn't respond instead hes letting his eyes relish every inch of you.

"You're in my seat." He says standing behind you, hands gripped to the leather chair.

"Correction dear, my seat, since when did you take my office?" You smile turning your head to look at him.

He bends down (let's pretend that's true) to face you, flawlessly spinning the chair to face him.

"You wanna boss me around y/n?" He whispers placing soft kisses on your neck. "Take control of me?" He continues, tracing his tongue around your collarbone, hands palming your legs.

You respond in soft moans.

In an instant he pulls you off the chair and onto him.

"Windows are tinted but you know that because this is your office right?" He teases.

"Can't believe we're doing this on the floor." You sigh, letting your dress slip off you revealing a stunning black lingerie.This wasn't a shock to you, when it came to sex, 𝐛𝐚𝐧𝐤 𝐨𝐰𝐧𝐞𝐫 𝐥𝐞𝐯𝐢! was always eccentric.

"You're saying it like we haven't before." He retorts, letting you unbutton him.

"True." You say,starting to grind on him slowly.

"I think you like it when I boss you around." You say to him,pushing deeper into him. He could feel his trousers about to rip.

He groans in response, he moves your hand towards his belt,urging you to unbuckle it. You laugh at his action, but still you do it for him.

Being married for 5 years meant that 𝐛𝐚𝐧𝐤 𝐨𝐰𝐧𝐞𝐫!𝐥𝐞𝐯𝐢 and you were both experts when it came to fast undressing. You pulled his trousers off him and let your hand dip inside his boxers.

"hard?" You taunt, rubbing the tip of his cock with your finger.

"Don't tease." He grunts and you smile, "Fine."

You pull his calvin klein boxers off, letting his cock spring out. Levi hasn't felt this horny in ages, his cock was a flushed red and it felt so heavy, he was just waiting to release his thick load into you.

"I'll tell you what boss. Since your chair seems to be unavailability as of now, I can gladly provide my services." He says looking at you with pure bliss.

"How kind of you."

With both of you finally undressed (besides your bra but that don't matter) you positioned yourself onto him. You slowly started to bounce, he kept a firm grips on your hips.

"Faster ." He groans bucking his hips up. You let him take control, the feeling of him being inside you ovveriding all of your thoughts.

"G-gonna cum." You moaned, pushing yourself deeper into him.

"Really tryna milk me dry huh?" He says in breaths.

"And if I am?" You gasp, slowly letting out a sensual moan from reaching your orgasm.

"I really just want to fill you up." He mutters, looking at you. What's the harm in another kid?

"Hmm. What do we do?" You ask sarcastically.

He thinks for a second before easily lifting you off of his cock and onto his stomach allowing himself to cum.

"I like it when you're my boss."

---★--- this wasn't proofread so feel free to point out mistakes also, the property developer! connie reference is my upcoming post so follow to keep updated!!

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aaaaafro · 2 years

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author: hello, this is my first time using/posting on tumblr. I'm originally from wattpad, just wanted to have another platform for my explicit work. ಥ‿ಥ

Hate. TWICE Tzuyu x M! Reader

Tw: +18, smut

You were always friendly and easy to approach. Specially at work. Being at the company who specializes in complaints regarding a specific product, you know how stressful work can be.

Though it didn't really bother you, despite long hours of overtime answering emails. Trying to explain how a customer is using the product wrong that it really didn't have the successful effect it should. It didn't change the fact that most of your co-workers sees you as a decent person.

However here comes Ms. Chou Tzuyu, an intern that was highly recommended by your branch office. She was assigned to you, with the thought that you'd be the best one to handle her.

Oh how that would be the total opposite of today's situation.

"I told you, be more understanding of what the customer's situations are. I already told you this like 50 times." You frustratingly write an apology letter to a customer, right after Tzuyu berated on how 'uncultured' the customer is because of the fact that apparently the customer thought the exercise equipment isn't a long term investment to get the results they wanted.

"Who cares about what their situations are, they shouldn't be that stupid to think that an exercise or two is going to help their unhealthy lives." She arrogantly replies.

Now don't get it wrong, You don't know why or when the both of you started hating each other but it just happened. Whether it's her arrogance or the fact that she used her dad aka the branch manager to get the internship that makes your blood boil but there is something.

She on the other hand at the very first day showed her low to no interest towards whatever the hell you're doing. She knows no matter what she does. You'll always come up with something good during the evaluation.

A sigh escapes your lips as you sat on the

chair trying to patch up the mess she made.

"Just go do something else in the meanwhile." You suggested.

"Fine." That careless tone really ticks you off.

As you did your best to recover the customer's trust Tzuyu suddenly started bending right beside you. Now, yes, you may have an animosity against each other but you didn't hate her entirely.

She may have that carelessness turned 'on' as she forgot that she wasn't the only one in the room and that she was wearing a short skirt.

Company policies wasn't really broken but perhaps your focus was. As you took in a good minute or two staring at her curve.

"Enjoying your view?" She stated despite not even looking at you.

You realized how stupid it was as you went back to work on the apology email. Mentally smacking yourself but also remembering what your first impressions was when she entered the room to meet you.

At first it was her face. As if it was god's eternity of labor to create her face, then there's her body. She was tall but not towering over you. If given a chance you'd trust yourself to be a little taller than her and lastly her legs that goes for miles. She was flawless or so you thought.

"Did you enjoy the show?" She finished fidgeting with the documents and fixed her sights towards you.

"L-leave me alone, please? I'm trying to f-fix a mistake you did." Your response was half commited as you are on trying to focus on your work.

"Should I? I'm sure your eyes didn't leave me alone earlier didn't it?" She suddenly ran her hands across your chest from the back.

You must admit that it was getting late and perhaps you two were the only one present at the office, trying to fix Tzuyu's bad performance.

A gulped from you was a turning point, as Tzuyu levels her mouth towards your ears along with her hand sliding down your torso stopping close to your now on notice manhood.

"Oh my." She didn't let it escape as you got suddenly tensed. Straightening your posture trying to elevate her hands from your ever growing manhood.

You certainly didn't understand the sudden proximity with the girl you hated but you didn't have a sense of flight, as you sat there and just tried your worst to fight the urges to reciprocate.

"I noticed how you're so different when interacting with me." She whispered once again. As her hand skillfully unbuckles your belt.

"T-tzu stop, this isn't right." You helplessly begged.

"Make me." She confidently whispered as her lips came in contact with your ears.

Her hot breath brushed your ears when all of a sudden a foreign feeling was felt on your earlobe.

You instinctively pulled back realizing how far this charade has become. Panting due to the heaviness of the situation you pushed yourself away from Tzuyu who was standing there with her perfect posture and her arms crossed.

"Do you really hate me?"

That was a question, wasn't it? It sounded like it? But why did it made you rethink? No... you didn't have time to think as you hear clinks of Tzuyu's heels drawing closer to you.

Your breathing become more erratic. As she closes in once more. This time being more straight forward as you both are facing each other.

You instinctively cover your erection as she smirked at the sight of you trying your best to look cool despite the embarrassing situation.

"Actually that wasn't a redundant question, because after tonight, you'll be inlove with me." Her tone was nothing more than scary. She wasn't suggesting. Her confidence was definitely stating the facts that are about to happen.

Are you scared? You should be, well, actually you are as your knees started to buckle leaving you with no room to escape.

"You know why I stayed here even though I hate this job?" She questioned as you just stood there stunned

"It's because I hate you. I really do, I hate you hating me. Thinking that I got here because of my dad. I hate how low you've think of me. I hate how you looked at other colleagues so friendly, but what I hate the most is that you... don't see how much I love it. I love you." Her last words left you even more stunned as if it's possible.

"W-wha?" Was all you could squeeze out.

"Sshhhh. I need you to shut up and relax." She demanded taking sudden turn to lock the room's door.

She knows you two are alone, she also knows that no one will be interested in walking towards the room you two are in but that gesture just meant her keeping her property.

"So, answer me, do you still hate me?" She asked once more. Just as she was standing inches away from you pressing her slim tight body on yours.

"Y-ye-." Yep she wouldn't let you finish that answer. Her lip shuts not only your lips but also your eyes.

This isn't the first time you've kissed a girl, but somehow it feels foreign, perhaps it's the hatred towards her that made it feel so different from all the kiss you have experience.

Soon after you feel something probing against your lips. Hesitantly accepting it and to your surprise. The amount of pleasure it bought was really something else. Instinctively you placed your hands on her hips to pull her closer.

Strengthening the friction between your bodies. As both of you melts into the kiss even further. Her hands snaked at the back of your head pulling you in deeper as her tongue explores your mouth ever so slowly.

The shortness of breath cause both of you to pull away and stare at each other's aroused facial expressions. Was it the hair? Was it the half closed eyes? Or perhaps that subtle lip bite that caused you to pull her in for another kills.

Second make out session starts as you felt her lips curved a little. It may have been due to the fact that she's smirking at your sudden engagement. You on the other hand weren't going down without a fight as you retaliate with your tongue as the both of you battled for dominance.

Shortly after coming as the victor, both of you once again pulled away. A slight tug on your shirt as Tzuyu shyly looks away while biting her lip.

You got the message, swiftly taking off your shirt. This was the first time you heard Tzuyu gasps. No, you weren't jack or anything, you just try to stay fit despite the hectic schedule.

Your abs isn't chiseled but perhaps if you were to flex some lines would show. Tzuyu's slim fingers ran across tracing that subtle line right in the middle. While catching her breath was really hot.

"I hate it." Questions came across your mind perhaps you were looking for a more pleasant response from Tzuyu but you suddenly realized who you were making out with.

Without any other words, you slightly tugged her blazer. Quickly getting the message she let's her coat down. Now presented, with her silky smooth butter like skin. She slowly, teasingly removes her top.

There it is. Tzuyu's topless image carved in your mind forever. You could say a million things that would just sum up to the word 'perfect' but...

"I fucking hate it." A phrase she wasn't expecting.

You earned a glare and a smirk from Tzuyu as your lips latches onto one another but this time both of you weren't really focused on each other's lips but rather grabbing and clawing at each others body.

Your hand didn't waste a second grabbing her supple soft chest and she didn't back down as her claws dig straight into your back muscles making sure that after everything that will happen tonight, you'll be marked by her.

Your hands were glued to the woman's bare chest as her's was dug into your back, ferociously trying to devour each other. It seems that she has had enough of your lips and wanting to try another sensation.

Your belt from earlier was still unbuckled which made it easier for her to pull down, leaving you on your boxers. Of course she didn't want to leave you all alone so as much as you hated it she pulled your hand and lead it to the zipper located at the side of her skirt.

As you carefully pulled it down. Her dress came right after it. Greeting you was an almost see through lingerie. It made you swallow a whole lot of mixed spit at the sight of the woman's underwear. Not wanting to waste any second you pulled her in once more.

This caused Tzuyu to yelp in surprise as she felt your enraged rod pressing against her core. You can tell how aroused she is by the heat emanating from her femininity.

She once more latches onto you but rather than your lips she seems to have gone back to her goal of marking you but her target was your neck this time.

As much as you hate it, you just let her do her thing while you do yours and that is to grab her soft round bottoms and lift her towards a table near your computer. Gently placing her down carefully not removing her lips from your neck.

"You love them?" She asked as your hands hasn't left her bottoms even after placing her on the table.

"I hate them so much." You both devilishly smiled at each other right before she went back to your neck.

Tzuyu's legs were spread apart to give you a room to stay at. Without any second thought you pulled her lower body towards you making her core pressed against yours.

"Uuhh~" A call of pleasure escapes her lips from the sudden contact.

Both of you realizing the situation started grinding at each other's trying your best to maximize the sensation. Gasps after gasps echoed throughout the room as both of you reached your limits of what this kind of sexual activity can offer.

"Fuck this." Tzuyu spewed as she immediately removes her only article of clothing.

You didn't get a second to admire her clean and obviously taken care of core. She quickly used her feet to pull down your boxers and comes out your hardened rod.

Tzuyu licks her lips as she almost drool over it but fortunately recovered her composure. Again with her skilled leg, she pulled you in with the head of your rod poking her entrance.

"Ah~" That contact made you realize how wet she is. She was basically dripping. If it wasn't for the dimmed lights you would see the juice seeping out of her all over the desk.

Without further ado pushed into her as her walls clasps you. Her tightness was no joke. If you were on your early college days you would believe she's a virgin if you felt this tightness on you.

"OMG~ Haaa~ You're huge~" She moaned.

"You love it?" It was your time to ask.

"I hate it so fucking much. Now do your best." The vulgarity of the her surprised you. Perhaps it shouldn't but coming from her actual mouth it doesn't sound right.

Thrusting in and out of her dripping wet, hot core. Both of you felt a sensation out of this world. As if you were both in a garden of roses. You both found comfort in each other's lips.

Thinking that the sensation coming from the bottom halves of your bodies were ever so overwhelming.

Minutes later Tzuyu pulls away from your kiss and gasps of pleasure were heard. You realized how close she was to her climax as she started to move more aggressively. You matched her pace trying to let her finish.

A grasps on your arms as Tzuyu threw her head backwards followed by a high pitch moan. Splashes of liquid came gushing out of her core. You slowly build your way towards your own high.

"Tzu." You called, hoping at her recovery state she'd still have some consciousness intact.

"Yes?" Was her response after putting everything in her will to not succumb into another climax as you're still thrusting in and out of her.

"In or out?" She chuckled right before playfully slapping your arm.

"Of course in. As if I'd let you finish this night without your fun." She seems to have recovered pretty quickly.

That made you pickup the pace even hoping on the desk and topping Tzuyu by surprise. You stared at her moaning while her eyes closed. You hate to admit it but she looks so hot in this state. Out of nowhere you bend down and kiss her.

Unlike the earlier kisses this wasn't a devour perhaps an answer to her early question and a testament to her claim from earlier.

"Baby." She whispered after you pulled out of the kiss. You doubled your effort as you felt your high coming close.

"Fuck." You suddenly reached your climax shooting loads into her as she arches her back signalling that she hits her high for the second time tonight.

"Tell me... do you hate me?" She asked.

"I do.... I do hate the fact that I don't." You answered as you both clean up and call it a night heading straight to your place.

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reginrokkr · 4 months

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@resolutepath asked: ✔ for aether mainly or any who interest you! but also i added halfdan to my secret npcs list so yknow that's an option too

Do I know your muse(s): yes | no | a little | tell me about your muse

Pre-established relationships? yes | no | depends on the relationship

For Aether

For him it'll depend on two main things, whether he's the one who will become the Abyss prince later down the line or the traveler. I'll present ideas for both:

✧ In the first route, I think we can go all the way during Khaenri'ah days when he was "summoned" and venerated as the prince of Khaenri'ah. As per my own take of Dain, he would be highly suspicious of him because of this incipient obsessions part of the civilization has with the Abyss, Aether included in this. Dain won't consider him a prince, but he'll give him the respect expected from him. As the captain of the Black Serpent Knights, I wager that he would have ample opportunities to meet Aether and even act as his personal guard. I'm aware that for this we'd need some previous discussion in regards of how we perceive Khaenri'ah so we don't go entirely blindly either in a vastly unexplored territory for now.

Following the destruction, Dain wouldn't blame Aether for being unable to save the nation despite being revered as a sign of hope to bring betterment to the nation and would actually empathize with him for being put in a position that maybe he didn't even want to have. During the duration of their journey across the nations in search of their destiny, I picture it to be heavy in dark and heavy moments where they are dealing with their own circumstances + being thrown in situations where they have no other choice but to fight their way for survival and, at least for Dain, he would want to help the other nations for multiple reasons.

Lastly and leading to the moment they go their separate ways up until the present, their relationship would certainly be sore and Dain has no intentions to yield in his pursuit to frustrate the Abyss Order plans, no matter how good intentioned Aether might be.

✦ As the Traveler I think we could expand more on what we're given, it'll be in a way easier as we already have some guideline to follow and there is actual room for exploring further in what we've seen. I don't have much more to say on the matter as it's more self-explanatory based on the AQs they crossed paths.

As my personal preference, I'd lean more towards the first path because it's more unexplored in my end and also less seen overall from my own observations. However, I also noticed that this is request only, so I'll leave that to you to determine if you'd like to give it a try! We could also do multiple threads if you'd like, I don't really mind.

For Halfdan

I can't thank you enough for suggesting this for Halfdan too because I've been dying to interact with one for ages >< I would love specially to see how they fare in Khaenri'ah days and I would also love to hear your thoughts on Halfdan's mindset in regards of the lingering obsessions, the Abyss, the highly likely strangeness in the society with those that revere the Abyss, everything, truly! I have plenty of ideas about Khaenri'ah that I plan to write about soon and would love to share with you in turn.

I think we could also do things in the present as seen in the Chasm but more expanded and more a thing between them alone, albeit more bound to restrictions given the circumstances he's under unless you have a different twist for him in that regard.

#resolutepath #◟༺✦༻◞ what use has the veil of falsehood? ┊ask.┊#◟༺✦༻◞ what lays behind the mantle of faux stars ┊ooc.┊#thank you for sending in!#I feel like I would've gotten more in depth #due to the thoughts I have about Khaenri'ah #but I'm leaving that for either when I write those posts #concerning the kingdom #if we discuss things privately or both ♥︎#I'm looking forward to interact with you in depth soon!

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mchlgayser · 1 year

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featuring: soft yandere!shidou ryusei x f!reader nana's lil notes: this came out so badly written im so sorry and a little ooc shidou ahead 😐 and this a college au, not following the bllk manga plot but my own. I do not own any of blue lock's characters. Credit to the artist.

warning: slight mention of stalking, yandere behaviour, possessive and harassment. Do not proceed if you are uncomfortable.

SHIDOU RYUSEI

"Ryusei-kun!" The said man heard his name being called, furrowing a brow at the woman "Here is today's english notes! I tried not to make it as messy as before though." Letting out a soft chuckle, she scratch the behind of her head

He smugly smirk "You really did what I said after all didn't you?" She looked down, after all not knowing what to say--but it is true. She's like a puppy following any orders he gave her without questioning.

He said his thanks and left afterwards leaving you at the corridor alone. It's been like that since then, him relying on you and you relies on him everytime.

"Hey you know all of these questions right?" Shidou asked from beside you, you nodded at him and smile "Yes why?" He smiled back "Great! Thanks." He leaned down on the table and sleep.

You blinked in surprise "Well....Alright."

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An aggressive knock on the door woke Shidou up "Who is it?" As soon as he open the door, you greeted him with a bone crushing hug and cries in his arms "My boyfriend broke up with me! He kicked me out of the house because I didn't helped him throwing out the garbage! He said I'm useless!" You wailed in his arms, sobbing because you just got your heart broke, yet again.

He was in utter shock, don't know what to do. He break you off from the hug by pulling you away from him, snatching your tshirt collar and sigh "So you don't have elsewhere to stay at?" You sniffled and nodded, he groaned and stepped aside "Well I guess you can stay here as long as you like" You hug him once again and chuckle "Thank you!"

"Do you even loved your boyfriend? You were crying seconds ago and now you are laughing?" He smirk crouching down a bit to stare at you "I do! But now that you are here, I think that it wasn't so bad after all." You sincerely smile at him and letting yourself in.

Months turning to a whole year and here you are, still stuck at Shidou's house even after graduation and now working. Shidou is still jobless due to saying "Too lazy for work." all the time but not that you cared so much about it. You can afford another mouth to feed. "What are you cooking today?" You asked him watching as he stirred the pot "Curry rice. Go seat it's almost done!" You grin and hummed sitting comfortably at the chair waiting as he put the dish on the plate

He set the plate on the table watching as you eat everything but the veggies "Aren't you eating those?" You sheepishly smile but ignored him. He always know how you despises eating vegetables but it's good if it's once in a while right? "Oh here's your bento for today's lunch, make sure you eat all of it alright?" You nod with a big grin on your face

After everything's done, you get your bag ready to leave for work "Y/n!" He crushed you into a hug as you froze there not knowing what to do. This was also one of you both usual routine, everytime you goes to work Shidou never forgot to basked you in his warmth before you leave, one of your hand was holding on the lunch and the other one hanging around not knowing whether to put it around him or not

"Alright, now don't wanna be late for work! I'll see you tonight Ryusei-kun! You left the house in hurry

"Ahhh~ She smelled so good!~" Blushing at his own comment, he covered the half of his face with his hand and chuckle

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"I understand. I will confirm regarding that matter immediately. Yes!" Hanging up on the phone, you continued typing on the computer not knowing that two of of your co-workers were talking about you. "Not to mention, she's nonchalantly smart-dressed. Have you seen her lunch?! It's amazing. She must got a boyfriend!"

'It's finally time to eat!'

"L/n-chan! Are you having your lunch now?" Your manager, Reo asked "Wow you sure have you hands full with that lunch! Did your boyfriend made all of that?!" You smile at him "Not a boyfriend but someone I lived with." He chuckle delightfully "Isn't it the same either way!~"

'But it's someone I lived with.' You sweat-dropped, "Amazing right, that person is always concerned about my well being." He did a confused face "Really! Even with the vegetables? You sure are loved..." You grinned at the thought " No actually, I'm not that into vegetables. Sometimes I would have the mood for something like...Sushi."

"Since you mentioned, should we go eat after this. Sushi~♡︎" You started to freak out "Eh it's fine! I got my lunch!" He mischievously smirk "I heard they just opened a new shop that has nice tempura prawn nearby? Such a nice lunch, why not have someone else eat it instead?"

'I'm so sorry Ryusei-kun.'

"Hmm, sure I guess it's fine to eat out sometimes." He started to cheer and drag you out

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"Hey Y/n?" You hummed at him, still eating your dinner "How's your lunch today?" You started to panic, sweat dropping at the question "It's....delicious." You heard him huffs "I see. I'm glad that you eat everything for once. Even the vegetables."

'Crap'

He starts to walk to you "You see about that" Your voice has started to quaver in fear "Ahhhh!" You screamed, he leaned closer breath fanning over your neck "Sushi...and men perfume. We're you with a man?" Lips trembling in terror

'What's he? A detective?!'

"Y/n, I made it just for you but since you gave it someone else, oh well nevermind." He break away and walks away "I...'m sorry! Ryusei! ...I'm sorry it is my fault, I just felt like eating sushi. I won't give my lunch to other people anymore!" He breaks your arms away that is hugging him from behind and pets your head gently "Eat it properly alright?" "Yeah." "Even the vegetables?" "I'll try." He chuckled "Good. Now then, go and take your bath and get rid of that perfume scent. I already took mine." With that being said, he left to his room

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"L/n-chan!" Your manager came in interrupting your lunch, he might have noticed the words 'LOVE' cutted out made from seaweed on your lunch, "Me going to sushi yesterday was found out and I got scolded." You scratch the back of your head hiding the tint of blush on your face

"Shit, they became even more lovey dovey." Reo murmured to himself "If it's come to this then...!"

"L/n-chan! Can you accompany me somewhere this evening!"

"I have someone I likes but he's the 'boring and lazy to do anything' types and not to mention grumpy." You backed away from him that is getting a little too close"But..."

"Pretty please..." "Ah, alright."

You texted Shidou;

Y/n: Sorry, my manager have something to consult about. I don't need dinner tonight.

Y/n: I'll just eat it tomorrow.

Y/n: I'm so sorry!

Shidou was staring at his phone in anger

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"Haha Y/n-chan! You are surprisingly weak with alcohol! How cute!~" You smile, head feeling woozy "Yes I don't like drinking that often." "Your boyfriend doesn't let you go drinking? Isn't he holding you back? I wouldn't do that if I were him..."

You chuckle, a faint red spread across your cheeks "It wasn't like that, he's nice, always thinking about me." You failed to notice the side dagger your manager was giving at the compliment "...Say, isn't your way of walking kind of bad? Wanna take a break around here?" He suggested putting you down and lean you over a pole

Not a second later, you fell asleep snoring silently as Reo watches around in embarrassment. Turning around out of reflexed, Reo sees a tanned man around his age with spiky blonde hair standing with phone in his hand, he had a tight smile plastered over his face, an irk even appeared by the side of his head "Good evening, nice to meet you. I'm Y/n L/n's housemate and boyfriend, Ryusei."

"Sorry if my Y/n has been causing you trouble. I've come to pick her up." Reo had sweats all over his face, freaking out at the sight of a punk as your boyfriend?!

"Ehh...Eh...Boyfriend you said," "Ryusei-kun!" You slurred getting up and went to hugs him "Yeay! Did you come to pick me up-" He picked you up bridal style and chuckle "Of. Course."

"Thank you for taking care of her, sushi boy." With that Shidou sped up with you still in his arms

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"...Hn.."

"You woke up." Froze at the voice, you turned your head around seeing Shidou seating over your futon with his back facing you "Oh Ryusei-kun, you went to pick me up right? You really helped me back there.." You giggle at yourself, trying to get up you froze. You can't. Your hand was tied with something, getting it closer to see that it was a tie "Eh...What...."

"Why did you go along with his invitation?" He asked slowly crawling towards you "Oh he just wanted to consult." "About what?"

"Err, somehow he has someone he likes and was asking on what to do..." You paused for a minute"Hey get this off!" He slammed one of his hand at the beside of your head "What if...! That person he likes is actually you. What are you going to do then?!" You was stunned, not knowing what to reply

"Ryusei-kun..."

"You are really ignorant about other's feelings. Not even suspecting anything. Why do you think I'm devoting myself to you?" You tries your best wiggling free from his grasp that is now on both of your hands "Hey...!" "I got my hands full preparing that lunch for you. I even took care of you when you were sick....that guy, you couldn't even turn down his obvious invitation to the point getting drunk?!"

He was basically screaming at this point "Think about my feeling at least!" You were starting to get scared, praying to break off but it's futile

He suddenly stopped leaning his head over you neck and breathed a heavy sighed "Do you have any idea how happy I was when you moved here? And now I thought we were gonna get separated. Even so, why won't you just quietly tie yourself down with me?! Don't leave me alone..." He was getting devastated, hot tears pouring from his cheeks to your neck down to your collarbone "Ryusei-"

"I like you..."

"Ah...Ahaa..." You started to laugh at him, he flinched not expecting you would reacted like this "What are you laughing at?" "So that was this all about? Why didn't you say so?" He grit his teeth biting on his lip "You-"

I...also like you.." Leaning closer, you felt the heat on your cheeks went to his and closes the gap sharing a slow but quick kiss to wrap the moment "As if I would ever leave! I can't never go anywhere without you! Y'know?!" He grinned getting back to his usual playful and smug smile self

Untying the tie, you rapidly wrapped your arms around his neck and gave him a passionate kiss on the lip "I love you Ryu~"

'Ah my heart!~'

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"One way or another, I hope them pest stay away from my cute Y/n!~" He was hugging you so tight you could barely breathe "You...! Did you do this everyday with that kind of wish?!" He ignored the statement like it's going from his left ear and vanished to his right ear and instead sniffling on your scent "Ahh what a nice smell~" Blushing at the comment, you pushed his head away giving his side temple a nice and short peck before leaving "I'm gonna be late!"

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pbandjesse · 1 year

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I was very stressed about today because I had to do so many programs. But honestly it was great and even though I was pretty sore I felt good emotionally and mentally and that was really nice.

It was not a perfect day. I got a little overly upset with one of my co-workers because of the way they were acting towards a different coworker. But after talking it out with two of my friends I felt a little bit better. I really felt like at least I was being heard about why I was upset and they were agreeing with me.

I slept okay last night I woke up and my face felt very very dry because the heat had come on and it was very warm in here but in a nice way. I got up and was getting dressed. I was running a little late but it didn't really matter. I left The house on time. As I was walking out the door I got a frantic text from Jessica because James had incorrectly told her that I was not coming to work today. James thought that I was going to camp in the morning and then coming for my program in the afternoon. I did not have camp today.

So I let her know that I was definitely on my way and that I would be there soon. I stopped to get breakfast at McDonald's. Something I haven't done all week. And it was actually pretty good. I didn't bring lunch with me so it was good to have a pretty solid meal. And I had my hash browns in the parking lot before I went inside.

One of the reasons Jessica was very upset this morning though was because she's really not feeling good. Once our school group got there she went home. She honestly shouldn't have come in she was not doing so well. And it's not like she is COVID, she probably just has a cold. But it still wasn't great. And I felt bad that she was feeling so bad.

But everything with the school groups was fine. Except for one apparent yelled at me for no reason. We were getting them off the bus and I was directing everyone inside and she just starts yelling at me because she wants to hold her lunch box. You can hold your lunch box I don't care. I was just telling people where they can put their lunch boxes. It was very weird.

But once I got my group we went and did our tour. The group had been 20 minutes late so it was kind of truncated. We missed one gallery. Not that they would know. And they were really nice kids.

I had two tours and two canneries to die. One being a cannery where I was the D position and one where I was supposed to just be a and d. But that ended up getting all moved around later because we had to be creative.

Both of my doors went really well though and then me Kristen and Jordan hung out in the office until our lunch break was over. We talked about stories and jobs and Jordan told us all about a book that he wants to write that sounded very interesting. It was about robots and kind of the ethical ideas around them but using a religious connotation. He has a whole paganism thing that he believes in and I think that's great. He's very funny though he says some stuff sometimes that just makes me smile because he's so sweet and so Ernest about it. But he's also a big goofball. One of the things that makes me laugh is that he came out as bisexual a little over a year ago. Which is great. I'm very happy for him. But every time he talks about a guy he will pause look at you and go "oo he's kind of cute". He says it every time! It's just so funny to me. It's like he's trying to convince us.

Our cannery I think one really really well. It wasn't overlap and there was some time we had to waste before we get the kids in. Which was killing me. I hate standing there and feeling stupid. But Kristen really did a good job vamping and getting the kids to be occupied while we waited for the other group to get out of the classroom. And then it was great. The kids were really good and while they were very loud at times they did a good job and we stayed on schedule and things were fun.

Then we have some time after we got them out of there to reset and get ready for our last cannery. This cannery was a small cannery with just adults. Six adults. That is so small. And I was so worried about how we were going to handle this. We talked about having them do all the positions and then we were like how are we going to do tags for that and then Jessica had said we should just do six tags but take out the office workers. And we weren't really sure and then about 15 minutes before we started after I had hung out with Jordan for a while and talked about the Native American program and waste that we can use language as historians better. Me and Kristen sat down and decided that we were just going to have all of them be shuckers for the first round, then have three of them be printers and three of them we can makers for the second round, and then we were going to add in a third round where they would be fillers and labelers. And my God am I glad we did that.

When they came they were lovely. They had gone on a tour with Alexis and they were really ready to be hanging out with us and that was awesome. I should have made my intro longer. Because I kind of got a little nervous because I wasn't sure what they had already seen and I didn't know how we were going to lay things out I was kind of flying by the sea of my pants. And so my intro was very short and just kind of introduced the idea of what we were doing. But honestly I think that worked really really well. Because then when it only took us about 7 minutes to do the first round I realized I could spend a little bit of time after each section doing the intro parts that I would have done in a normal a. So when we finish shocking I talked about how they would get paid how shocking worked who was working there and why. And I think they had a lot of fun.

I would not have been able to do this without Kristen. She had all the tags ready so will once they were done the one job she would take their old tags and give them new ones. And we moved upstairs and did our next round. It was a little harder to do canning because the can making does not take long. But once they were done all of their labels we went and did our filling and labeling and we were at about 26 minutes into the program. Maybe. And we just talked about the people and the machines and a little bit of the history of canning there and I think that filled time really well.

Then Kristen did her store and I jumped in at one point to talk about company stores and debt in the coal mines. Coal towns. And then we watched the video while me and Kristen finished cleaning up. And then it was time for them to go. They clapped at the end which was so cute.

As we were leaving I talked a little bit about the Domino sugar sign and then walked them out and they were really nice. I'm glad they came even though having that small of a cannery was not ideal.

James was ready to go. They had already moved the car. So me and Kristen dropped off our aprons, I turned off the circuit breaker. And then it was time to go.

James asked me what I wanted for dinner. And all I wanted was 7/11 pizza. So James would stop there and get us a whole pizza. I was very excited about this.

When we got home I had forgotten that Jordan had put a whole bunch of sewing stuff in our car. His mom passed away a few weeks ago and he asked if I wanted to take some stuff and I said whatever he wanted to share with me I would appreciate and find use for.

So we had lots of polyfill and batting for quilts and a bunch of lace and other odds and ends. He apparently has more but that's all that fit in our car.

So we brought that up. And we had some packages. Including a cut and sew devil costume and my new chain watch. Which is so lovely. It doesn't has a seconds hand so I wasn't positive it was working but it is and it's so pretty.

We had some pizza and soon James would have their podcast to record. And so I decided to go through my coats.

I got a little discouraged though. I brought all my jackets and coats into our bedroom and I just felt really low when I couldn't get rid of any of them. Like I wear all of them! Some are spring coats. Some are fall coats. Some are for snow. Some are for layering!! Ugh. I ended up keeping two on our coat rack, and a few winter ones in the closet. And then putting the warmer weather ones back under the bed.

But I feel discouraged. I used to be so good at getting rid of stuff. But I have had so much stress around it lately and I don't get it. It makes me mad that I can't purge like I used to. It makes me feel claustrophobic.

James is going to try to help me go through some drawers. And I want to pack some stuff away so we can decorate for Christmas. And so tomorrow I will try to do that. And try to not fall apart. Having the heat on will help I think.

I took a bubble bath. And I am feeling cozy right now. Me and James and Sweetp are chilling in bed and things are good.

I hope you are all safe and cozy. And I hope you all sleep good tonight.

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nightcall99 · 6 months

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Dreams from 1.11.23

Dream 1: My siblings and I were in my room and we had just gotten a new dog, and it was massive, like a German Shepherd. I was trying to get ready for work but the dog was making me late because it was really energetic and getting in my way. As I was leaving, it leapt up onto the top compartment of my wardrobe and stayed up there, barking really loud, to the point where it really frightened me. I told my brother, who seemed to be the only one who could control the dog, to get it down from there.

Dream 2: I was at our old house, getting ready for work so I could open the premises at 8:30am but I was going to be late. It was getting later and later, and I was trying to get ready as fast I could while trying to keep my panic at bay. I was missing steps in my usual routine. I looked in the mirror and my wet, un-styled hair and tried to put it in a bun as best as I could. There was no time to do my eye make-up. I wouldn't have time to put my contacts in either but I didn't want to wear my glasses because I didn't feel myself with them on so I tore off two contacts from the box and stuffed them in my pocket. I also popped my glasses in my pocket too, just in case I wouldn't have any time to my contacts in later, as least I'd be able to see. As I’m leaving the house, my mother is asking me if I’ll be home for dinner on a particular day in the near future, it feels like a date that is a few weeks away. I don't know if I answer her or not, maybe I don't know.

It was 8:31am now and TC was calling me wondering where I was, I told him I'm about to leave now and he didn't seem too bothered by it. Even though work is really close to my house and I usually would have walked, I decided to drive. It should have been a two minute drive but I kept getting lost and somehow I ended up all the way in the city. It was 8:45am or later now. I couldn't recognise any of the roads and never knew which turn I was supposed to make even though I had put the my workplace address into the the GPS. The directions on the app weren't making any sense. I got out and parked the car, and walked around the city and tried to my way to work on foot. I approached someone who was probably a train ticket inspector who was standing on the street and I asked him 'Do you know where Fairfield (the suburb my work is in) is?'. He didn't know, but offered to help me and asked me bring up the map on your phone so he could direct me. But the touch screen on my phone was being unreactive and wouldn't do what I wanted it to do. He took the phone from me and tried to open it up himself but he kept scrolling and couldn't even find the maps app. I felt bad for wasting his time so I walked away. TC texted me again to tell me that there were customers waiting outside the shop, waiting for us to open. Then I thought about it. Is this even real? Is this hardship right now, not imagined? I could just not care. I could just make this unreal by deciding that I don't care anymore. Why do I need to go to work? It doesn't matter. All of this is over now. Everybody's expectations, including my own, do not matter anymore. I could just let go.

Dream 3: It's the end of the day at work and I am trying to lock up at a shop that I used to work at but not anymore. It's been awhile and I don't know exactly what to do anymore because a lot of things have changed. The shop moved locations and is now inside a shopping centre. I was going to lock the doors to the shop, but activate the alarm system because I assumed that the alarm system for the entrance doors to the shopping mall would suffice. Doing both seemed like over-kill. As I was just about to leave, I saw a co-worker walk out of the shop, not looking very amused that I was about to accidentally lock her inside. But this meant the intruder alarm was going to detect her movement (even though I hadn't activated it), so I was going to have to race in and de-activate it before it made such a terrible loud noise. After doing so, I wondered if I might as well lock the mall entrance door (since I had the keys), but thought against it, because I might inadvertently lock people in just like I had almost done with this girl. Even though it appeared that all the shops were closed in the mall, there were still a few stragglers walking around and doing their shopping.

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sunshine-and-city-lights · 9 months

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Be courageous and take the risk.

I really don't know what got into me these past few weeks, but I just knew that my family and I deserve better and that if others could do it, I can, too. And so I set my mind on leaving my job even though I have not really found or even landed another job yet. I know it's bold of me to do so, but I just knew I can do this. It's not a decision that was done hastily, though. It's a calculated risk, and not just any risk I'm willing to take just because I know I can. It took a year of staying in my previous job, making the most of my salary to pay for the insurances I bought, save up, provide for my daughter and my parents, start a small but growing business with my partner (which was also a big risk we took prior to this) and buy our basic needs and even wants. That may sound a lot of responsibilities and expenses, but I wasn't alone in this. My partner has been a good provider and listener ever since we both started working. I'm not a huge spender even though I or we have the means. I have always disciplined myself to prioritize our needs first before the wants. It might sound simple, but it gives me happiness. I don't have to borrow money from others just to afford the lifestyle I am leading. I just wanted a slow and simple life, and I am already living it. It 's true when they say it's the little things that matter the most. I think I've already written this statement in my previous entries here, but it doesn't matter. To me that would always remain true.

What made me stay grounded for a year was the gratefulness I felt for having this job and being able to afford the things my own little family and I needed the most. For others who have a job like me, they would consider my pay too low. Sometimes I do, too. Oftentimes, I don't. I've found it does not do me any good to dwell on thinking about having more because I know that would be the source of insecurity and unhappiness. My job was literally carefree and easy, for that alone I was already grateful. I don't have to stay up late all the time or hurt my back trying to finish the tasks I was given. I got lucky and was given a daytime shift. Not early, and not late. It allowed me to be a hands-on mom while being a working one. I refused to look at all the downsides and just think about all the good things my job has done for me and my family, and how the pay was even better than what most government positions offer for a start. I already knew a year would be enough. Staying beyond that would also be unfair to myself and my capabilities. I wasn't afraid to fly because I know I can, I just had to be thankful with what I had at the time. It was more than enough.

Now that a year had gone by, I took the courage and just told my supervisor I'll only be working with them until the end of July. I was afraid, but I still did it. I didn't expect it would be rewarding in the end. Oh, the feeling of freedom felt so good. They just let me decide when my last day would be. Didn't even require me to hand out a resignation letter. For the record, this was the first time that I resigned from a job and it wasn't ugly at all. During my last day, I also didn't expect my supervisor to make an appreciation post for me for all my co-workers and manager to see. It was heart-warming, to think that out of all the employees who left the company since I worked there, I was the only one who got a message of thanks and well-wishes like that. I felt special. I guess it really pays to be humble and kind.

I still don't have a job as of the moment. Just a full-time mom, spending time with my daughter, enjoying what's left of her summer vacation before school starts again two weeks from now. It hasn't been a week yet of having no job, but I also need all the time to relax and prepare before getting another one. I know I can do it. A few weeks from now or earlier, I'll get that job. I'll be paid twice as much. I didn't go through all this reflection and decision-making just to settle for less than I deserve.

Lord, I know you know what's in my heart. I pray for more blessings and lessons for the second half of the year not just for me, but my family who I'm doing this for.

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gazes (joaquín torres x reader)

SUMMARY ››››› It's become increasingly apparent to Sam and Bucky that you and Joaquin cannot take your eyes off each other. Unfortunately for them, you two have decided to be Professionals and that means keeping your eyes, hands, and lips to yourselves. No matter how difficult it is.

WORD COUNT ››››› 3,716

WARNINGS ››››› sexy times implied

A/N ››››› Ok so these headcanons y'all have been sending me are incredible. I read these two back to back and I just had to write something connecting them.

The kid had no tact.

Sam wasn't exactly sure why he expected more from the guy who'd led into his theory that Steve was on the moon by referencing vague internet rumors, but even despite that, he'd assumed Joaquin possessed some sense of subtlety.

Instead he was over at the leg press trying and failing not to stare at Y/N as she bent over at the middle to help Bucky push deeper into the stretch.

"You know she could hit you with a harassment claim for staring at her like that."

Joaquin jumped, the weights dropping suddenly with a loud clang. Across the gym, Bucky laughed as Y/N whipped around to face the two men. "Everything ok?" Her voice sounded genuinely concerned, and Sam couldn't help but smirk as Joaquin turned towards her, giving a little wave.

"Foot slipped," he answered, and she nodded, turning back to Bucky quickly.

"Foot slipped," Sam mocked.

"Dude, you scared the shit out of me."

"If you paid half the amount of attention you give to Y/N to your surroundings, you'd have known I'd been standing here for three minutes."

Joaquin gave a defensive scoff. "I wasn't staring at her--I was just--" he stopped, searching for an excuse, and Sam raised his eyebrows.

When it was clear Joaquin couldn't find a convincing enough lie to end the sentence, Sam shook his head. "You know, if you talk to her, she might actually let you take her out."

"I talk to her," Joaquin protested.

Sam shook his head, uncrossing his arms. "No, I mean talk to her. Chat her up. You've gotta have some game, right?"

"I've got game..." His sentence trailed off as he turned to look in her direction, finding her standing over Bucky's feet with her hands on her hips. "But like, we're co-workers, you know? I don't want to make things awkward around the gym or the compound or anything."

"Joaquin," Sam said, laying a hand on his shoulder. "You're already making things awkward."

"He's staring at your ass again."

"And you're trying to get out of stretching again," you quipped, moving Bucky's leg closer to his chest. The super soldier tilted his head as if to acknowledge the legitimacy of your accusation.

"Doesn't change the fact that I think you're about to give him a heart attack."

"I highly doubt he's worried in the slightest about my ass. He's probably zoned out."

"He's definitely focused in...on--"

"On my ass," you finished, shaking your head. You might have given Bucky's claim a little more credence if it weren't for the fact that Joaquin Torres had been anything but the consummate professional towards you. He was friendly and upbeat and welcoming, and one of the few genuinely good guys you'd ever had the pleasure of working with.

You'd never caught him staring once, and it's not like the boy was exactly known for subtlety. Last time Bucky had asked him to cover for him so you couldn't come down and teach him the right way to train his body, he'd told you that Bucky had left the compound to get you a thank you gift for all of your hard work. All while staring at the gym door.

The heavy sound of weights falling against each other echoed throughout the gym, and you spun around to face the sound. Sam hovered over Joaquin's shoulder, the latter no longer working the leg press but instead looking as if he'd just received the scare of his life.

Bucky broke into laughter, and you smacked at his leg.

"Everything ok?" you called out, and Joaquin smiled, giving a sheepish little wave at you. "Foot slipped."

"It's a good thing he wasn't at the bench press. You might have killed him."

Your head snapped back to Bucky who was giving you a shit eating grin.

"You're an asshole."

"I'm right."

"Do you think if I ask nicely Wakanda will take you back?"

"So you know I'm right."

You chanced a glance back at Joaquin who was still talking to Sam before turning back around and placing your hands on your hips. "I'm calling Ayo."

You were running early.

Not to any event in particular, but just for the general course of your day. It was rare for you to wake up to your first alarm so completely refreshed, and with a fully awake brain, you found it much easier to navigate the morning. You were able to get dressed without crawling back in bed for a few more minutes, and didn't have to battle with sleepy indecision when choosing what you wanted to eat for breakfast.

One thing after another just continued to roll your way, leading you to the gym much earlier than usual.

And that's where the luck stopped.

Or maybe it didn't stop. But it definitely took a turn. Because while you fully expected someone else to be in the gym already, you hadn't expected just one person to be in the gym. And even if you had, you wouldn't have guessed that that one person would be Joaquin. And if, for some reason, you'd had the foresight to sense that, you definitely never would have pictured him to be running on the treadmill shirtless.

You stopped in your tracks, eyes falling to the bouncing dog tags on his chest and then lower to the well defined abs you'd somehow never seen before.

It felt like you'd seen just about every man in this compound shirtless. At some point, they all seemed to strip in the gym or during one of your group training classes you ran for those who weren't field agents. Bucky was shirtless half the time you worked together. It was so normal, you hardly even blinked an eye anymore. Seeing Sam without a shirt was more rare and quite the sight, but it'd never caught your breath quite like seeing Joaquin. Joaquin, who had never so much as worn a tank top in the gym, Joaquin.

And now here he was, chest bare and heaving, feet pounding rhythmically against the treadmill, hair still messy from his pillow and sweat. Your brain couldn't seem to function correctly, offering you images of the sight before you, only closer. Much closer. Hovering inches over your stretched out body as the headboard behind you rammed into the wall with the force of each thrust--

"Hey," Joaquin greeted, noticing you standing off to the side. You blinked, heat rushing to your face as he turned the treadmill down to a more leisurely pace. "Something wrong with my form?"

It was tempting to lie and offer to "help him fix it." Or to be completely honest and tell him you'd never seen a human form as perfect as his.

But neither of those responses were professional or even appropriate, and you needed this job.

You swallowed, shaking your head. "No, I was just wondering why you were wearing those," you said, gesturing to his dog tags, and allowing your eyes to fall to his chest once more. You followed a bead of sweat as it rolled down his body, heading to the waistband of his shorts. Joaquin reached to touch his tags, causing them to jingle together once more and pull your attention up to him.

"It's hard to let them go," he smiled, ruefully, hitting the button so the belt slowed even more. "I'd say it's a habit, putting them on, but at this point they're just like a part of me."

You nodded, wishing you'd taken this conversation anywhere but to the idea of dog tags and what they stood for. It wasn't so much a mood killer but a guilt inducer because instead of you feeling embarrassed and somber, all you wanted to do was grab them and pull him closer to you.

He must have read the conflict on your face because he gave a crooked smile. "Yeah, sorry, it's kinda morbid."

"No," you shook your head, clearing it of the daydream induced fog. "I probably shouldn't have asked."

"No, nah, it's cool," his smile grew into grin, as the belt came to a stop. He leaned his forearms against the console, staring at you as if waiting for you to continue the conversation. Which you were not equipped to do with a smiling and shirtless and sweaty Joaquin Torres right before you.

"Well, thanks for being cool about it," you said with a nod.

My God, something was wrong with you. They were just abs. And sure, maybe the abs belonged to the man who not only found the time to moonlight as a superhero but star in your increasingly dirty dreams of late, but it was just a body party that you'd seen a million times.

But never on Joaquin.

You blamed everything your brain was doing to you on Bucky and all of his stupid comments about Joaquin's supposed fixation on your ass. You wondered what he would say if he could see you now. "And I thought I was half machine. I could practically see your brain short circuiting." or "If that's what you're like when you see him half-naked, how are you ever going to--"

"Yeah, of course," Joaquin said, still smiling, his eyes lifting up over your shoulder as the other door to the gym opened and Sam came in. "Hey," he greeted with a jerk of his chin.

"Hey," Sam said, drawing closer, his eyes on you. You forced a smile on to your own face, and lifted a hand, not trusting anything that was coming out of your mouth.

"You're here early," the other man said, stepping onto the treadmill next to Joaquin's, and putting his water bottle down next to the machine.

Both of them were looking at you now, and it's not like you could handle staying in this gym any longer. "I came down looking for my water bottle. I think I left it here yesterday."

Sam raised his eyebrows glancing around the gym, and Joaquin stepped down off of the machine. "Do you want help looking for it?" he asked, and your whole body seemed to tense up at the idea, your brain transporting you to a future scenario where the two of you wandered around the room, Joaquin next to you or behind you, so close you could feel the heat radiating off of him, all the while searching for a water bottle that was sitting on your dresser.

"No." Your voice came out too high, but you tried to play it off, shaking your head. "I've already interrupted your workout enough. It's either by the weights or not in here."

"Alright," he nodded. "If you need any help looking around the compound though, let me know."

"Thanks," you said. And then you gave another stupid wave and beelined it for the weight racks because you had to get out of here.

You made a show of looking next to each section of weights, even bending over to check underneath of them as if it could have been knocked under somewhere. After you felt an appropriate amount of time had passed to be convincing, you straightened up, empty handed. You turned back to Joaquin and Sam, both watching you rather than continuing their workouts as you might have hoped.

"Not here," you called back with a shrug and then left the gym and headed straight up to your shower.

He was nothing if not predictable.

The minute Y/N bent over to check behind the weight rack, his eyes were glued to her. Or perhaps more accurately, the bright teal spandex shorts she wore. As she pulled herself back up from searching for her water bottle and turned to them, Joaquin quickly looked to Sam as if the two had been talking the whole time and then "casually" returned to her.

"Not here!" she said, shrugging and then walking out of the gym, her footsteps quick and purposeful as she left through the door Sam had just entered by.

"So, what'd I interrupt?"

Joaquin looked up at Sam as if remembering he was there. "What?"

"You know, when the two of you were sitting by this machine making eyes at each other? Did you actually say anything to her or….?"

Joaquin shook his head. "No, she just came in and, uh, we chatted for a second, and then…" he trailed off, as if not fully remembering any of the past ten, twenty, however many minutes.

"You just chatted," Sam repeated, the disbelief on his face edging into his voice.

"Yeah," Joaquin nodded.

"Anywhere in this chat you finally ask her out?"

"Nah, it didn't feel right."

"It didn't--she was practically taking off the other half of your clothes with her eyes," Sam sputtered, gesturing to Joaquin's shorts.

The kid laughed and shook his head as if Sam didn't know what he was talking about. Joaquin moved to exit the gym as well. "I'll see you later, man," he said, leaving a very exasperated Sam behind.

Bucky Barnes was a motherfucking liar.

"Let's grab a drink on Friday," he said.

"Consider it me making it up to you for being such a pain in your ass," he said.

"I'll buy," he said.

Mothefucker.

This wasn't just you and your favorite co-worker getting a drink. This was a goddamn set up. Because one hour and three mojitos into the night, Sam and Joaquin walked in the front door.

"I fucking hate you," you said, glaring up at his stupid smug face.

"Well, what a surprise, he grinned, as you shook a finger up at him.

"I told you in confidence I'm a flirty drunk."

He snorted, giving you a look out the side of his eyes. "You told me you were a flirty drunk after you sent me several highly inappropriate drunk text messages about what you wanted to do to a certain Lieutenant, who," the self-satisfied smile was back on Bucky's face. "Is making his way over to us right now."

"When I get home, I swear to God, I'm buying you a ticket to Wakanda."

Bucky quirked an eyebrow. "You're not going to do it now?"

"I didn't bring my credit card because you said you were paying," you huffed.

Before Bucky could respond, Sam and Joaquin were next to the two of you, greeting Bucky with hand slaps and one armed hugs. Sam came around and wrapped an arm around you first before sliding into the seat next to Bucky, and Joaquin came forward, giving you a quick hug.

Which was a first.

More than the feeling of his back underneath your palm, or the way he seemed to emanate warmth, you were done in by how absolutely incredible he smelled. But before you could fully identify whether it was his shampoo, a cologne, or just him, he pulled away and took the only other available seat near the group--the one next to you.

"I see you started without us," Sam said, raising his eyebrows at the assortment of glasses that sat before you. Most of them were Bucky's as he downed beers faster than should have been humanly possible.

"Hard drinker, huh Y/N," Joaquin teased, shooting you a smile.

"Pfft," you dismissed. "Only three are mine."

"Three?" Sam asked, leaning forward to better look at you. "How long have you been here?"

"An hour," you said, completely unnecessarily leaning forward too.

Bucky shrugged. "I got the time wrong."

"Guess we better catch up then," Joaquin said, and you sank back into your chair, narrowing your eyes at him in challenge.

"If you can."

They did.

You were outpaced fairly quickly against the two soldiers and one super soldier. The rum-induced fuzziness around the edges of your brain was compounded by having Joaquin so close to you. At some point he'd pulled his chair a bit closer to yours so that he could better hear the conversation, and you don't remember when it happened, but his arm had also slid around the back of your chair. To your relief neither Bucky nor Sam seemed to acknowledge this. In fact, Bucky was positively quiet and normal all things considered. Everything was going better than you could have expected.

Until the music kicked up.

Sam was the first to be dragged onto the dance floor. He was Captain America. Of course he'd been targeted by the stunning girl in the red dress who'd only had to come up and ask "Does Captain America dance?" to succeed in pulling him off to the dance floor.

Bucky was next. Although he wasn't tugged onto the dance floor by his hand the way Sam was. It was the sight of the person in the tight black number that did him in, luring him away to the dance as if drawn by a magnet.

And then it was you and Joaquin, sitting at the bar. Alone. Together.

You looked up from your drink, pushing the straw down into the ice to stir up the clinking sounds, and he took a swig of his beer before putting the bottle back down on the bar.

"Alright, let's dance," he said, nodding with his head towards the crowd, and you let out a disbelieving snort.

"I don't know how to dance. I mean, I can dance," you attempted to clarify, although you had a feeling words were failing you at the moment. "But that's real dancing, and I can't do that."

"I guess you're lucky you have a really good teacher asking you to dance then," Joaquin grinned, holding out a hand. You looked down at his open palm, hesitating only for a second before you slid your hand into his and jumped down from your chair.

He led you out through the moving bodies expertly, dodging couples who were clearly more into the dancing than each other and couples where the complete opposite was true. The small bit of space he found you was closer to the center of the dance floor than you'd usually feel comfortable with, but when he turned towards you with that look on his face, any of your residual anxiety had vanished.

"Ok, come close," he said, and you took a small step closer to him, causing him to laugh. "Closer." He gestured, and you moved forward some more, Joaquin's hands finding their way to your hips and pulling you even closer. His hands rose, one finding its way to your mid-back, pushing your elbow up to rest on his, as the other took your hand and placed it over shoulder.

"This ok?" he asked, eyebrows raised, and you nodded, trying to keep your attention on him, his instructions and his words, and not the way that you could feel just about every part of him from the way he was angled against you. His right side was flush against your left, and his knee pushed between yours.

"Just follow me," he said, his head bent close to yours. Before you could even respond, he started to move, pulling you along with him through the dance. It was smooth and rolling and you'd never seen a guy able to roll his hips like Joaquin. He seemed to know exactly how to guide you, moving his body to push and pull yours along whenever you hesitated or felt lost, coaxing waves and movements out of you that you didn't know you could do. Each success was met with a small word of praise and a brilliant smile, as his hands shifted to hold you closer, and you wrapped your own hand around his neck to better feel and predict his movements.

It felt as if a fog had rolled in over the dancefloor, obstructing all else from view so it was just you and Joaquin, eyes locked to each other as you moved together, occupying the same space.

The song faded into the next one, and Joaquin stopped. You went to move backwards, to give him space and have him move on as many other of the more skilled dancing couples seemed to do, switching partners amongst each other. But he kept you close to him, hand sliding down to your waist.

"Now you can really dance," he teased, his eyes shining as they stared into yours.

"Only with you." It was supposed to be a self-deprecating joke, but it came out too quiet and earnest. Joaquin licked his lips, and your eyes followed the gesture, flickering between his mouth and his eyes.

You don't remember making the decision. You only remember, moving even further into his arms, and pushing yourself up to reach his lips with your own. He bent down to meet you, pulling you even closer and pressing his hard body into yours. His lips moved as slowly and sensually as his hips had, drawing you in and guiding you through a careful rhythm that promised much, much more.

Sam sat with Bucky at the bar. Joaquin and Y/N had disappeared somewhere amongst the dance floor, hidden amongst the crowd.

"You think it worked?" Bucky asked, raising an eyebrow at Sam.

"If it didn't we're screwed," Sam shook his head, taking a swig from his drink.

As if on cue, the two emerged from the swaying bodies, hand in hand, sweaty and much happier than they had been when Sam had left them at the bar.

"We're gonna head back to the compound," Joaquin said with practiced casualness.

"Yeah?" Bucky asked, and Sam swore there was mischief literally glinting in his eyes.

"Yeah," Joaquin nodded too fast and too many times. "Yeah, Y/N forgot about something there…"

"What'd you forget?" Bucky asked, turning to Y/N with a wolfish smile.

"Nothing. We're going to have sex," Y/N said, flatly, causing Sam to nearly spit out his drink. "And if you say one more word, I know a pilot who will fly you to Wakanda himself. No ticket needed."

Bucky mimicked zippering his lips into a smug look, and she rolled her eyes before tugging Joaquin out of the bar by his hand. And he followed. Eyes glued to her ass.

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reigenhusband · 3 years

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Psychic Wedding Time!

Art by @/cowboyologist

After months of holding back, we finally tied the ole knot! Me and the conman are officially hitched today September 10, 2021!

This silly little blonde anime man means an awful lot to me and its really more than I can say. These months with him have been a great help.

When I went through some of the roughest things I've ever gone through, I had him to think about for comfort. He is a little part in what keeps me going and I wish I could thank him for everything. He sparks a lot of joy so I think I'm gonna keep him!

I've never been happier and I'm so lucky to call him husband! He's had such a positive impact and I love him so, so much.

Special thank you to my friends and of course our son Mob who carried the rings!

Under the cut is a little fic about getting ready for the wedding. Thanks everyone for your support!

Reigen squinted at his reflection, dark eyes hauntingly focused on a strand of hair that didn't take to the product he put in it. A grunt of dismay rumbled low in his throat.

"Um…Reigen?"

"Just a second, Serizawa. Almost got it."

The taller man's voice wavered but he managed to hold fast and keep his confidence. Reigen could almost hear his hands wringing.

"Er...Well. Its just...you've been staring at yourself for a little over 20 minutes now and you haven't moved and…"

Reigen sucked his teeth and pressed his palm firmly to the side of his head. Damned strand of hair! Slick like the rest of it! Don't you know know day it is?!

"What I mean is..! Are you alright?" Serizawa finally asked, his voice heavy with concern. "Since it's your wedding and all I figured you'd be nervous but you seem really on edge. Is something bothering you?"

The blonde twitched.

"W...what are you talking about? Of course not! I'm calm and-" He stopped abruptly and slammed his hands flat on either side of the mirror, his eyes wide and bloodshot upon inspection of his suit. A fleck of black thread pervaded his white vest and he looked around frantically for the lint roller. "You thought you could hide but you can't best Reigen Arataka." He muttered as he furiously went over his all but pristine wedding attire.

His best man scratched his own cheek nervously and looked on with clear uncertainty. "If you're sure."

Once he was satisfied after a thorough inspection and having Serizawa scrutinize the back, he dropped into a chair. Nearby was a table decorated in what was probably a thousand congratulatory flowers from clients. He exhaled and stared a hole into the arrangement of colors. His heart was pounding. His brow, coupled with his hands, were visibly slick with chilled sweat. His stomach was full of stones.

He met his own gaze in the mirror again. He looked well kept and yet...disheveled at the same time. Come to think of it, his face was flushed the shade of his usual pink tie. The last 3 days without sleep also hollowed out dark circles under his eyes. His shirt collar began to feel more and more constricting as time went on no matter how much he tugged on it.

Maybe he really was scared.

He didn't doubt that he loved Mitty. In fact, he wanted to be with him more than anyone. A case of cold feet wouldn't change that. It was himself he was wrestling with here.

Spirits, monsters, and deadly espers. He'd faced them all and came out on top. But they were nothing compared to these looming expectations to be a person to rely on. This wasn't something he could bullshit his way through. This was marriage. Mitty was going to see the warted underbelly of when he was Reigen the man instead of Reigen the psychic. His fiancé was going to experience sides of him he only revealed when he was alone. Would he still like him even then?

Reigen was good at a lot of things but this had to be the one that counted most. Could he really be a good partner forever?

Was he really going to cut it as a husband?

"Hey, Serizawa?" Reigen asked, not looking at him.

The man's shoulders lurched at his name suddenly being called. He straightened his back. "Oh! Yes sir?"

"Do you think we'll be good together?"

Silence sat heavily for a moment. Every second felt longer than the last.

His friend seemed taken aback by the question but nonetheless looked at the ceiling as though collecting the right words to answer. "Well…"

Another moment passed and Reigen waited with his hands clasped and breath baited.

"I've never been with anyone so I can't say for certain what a good relationship is but," A compassionate smile spread across the esper's face before he continued, visibly more sure of his words. "I think you and Mr. Mitty understand each other. You always seem to know what the other is thinking. You motivate each other to be better and you seem happy when you're together. And...and you trust each other too. And I think that's whats important."

Reigen looked at the velveted floor. "Then…"

"You've become more honest by being with him and he talks like you're really important to him. So please...get married if it makes you both happy! I think you can really be something!" His friend was beaming with

what Reigen could only say was genuine assurance.

"I really believe you'll take care of each other."

His co-worker actually really was resourceful. Maybe someday he ought to pay him more. The uncomfortable feelings waned slightly and his shoulders slowly slacked. Mitty was waiting for him so now wasn't the time to lose it.

After a few seconds of letting his feelings iron themselves out, he stood and smoothed his hands over his suit jacket. "Well alright then. If thats what you think then I guess there's no backing out of this one."

Serizawa pressed his hands together in delight. "YES! I've got your back, Reigen!"

The door into the hallway opened and a set of black eyes peered into the room. "Master, It's starting. Are you coming?"

The jarring announcement had him scrambling to fix the piece of hair he'd been fussing with.

"OF COURSE." He jabbed his thumb into his own chest to feign total confidence. "Right behind you, Mob!"

He held his breath. Alright, let's do this.

Mitty POV

Teal eyes darted around the room carefully.

"Hey...Dimple? You there?"

The whizzing of the spirit materializing buzzed next to his ear.

"Yeah whaddya want? You're on soon, aren't you?"

Mitty jabbed his right hook into the air where the voice was coming from. "AGH WHAT THE HELL?"

A swift flash of green dodged his reach.

"HEY, why are you hitting me?! You asked for ME, remember?" The ghost clucked his tongue in disapproval and floated a few inches away for safety.

"WELL MATERIALIZE WHERE I CAN SEE YOU, YOU BIG BOOGER! I'm on edge!"

"On edge? What for? You're the one who wanted this, right?"

"W..well….yeah, sorry." He looked at his clenched fist and opened it. "...sorry." He said again more thoughtfully this time.

Dimple raised a spectral eyebrow. "Whats wrong? Having second thoughts? I mean it's Reigen so who can blame ya."

Mitty scowled while straightening his tie in the mirror. "Hey! REIGEN'S…." His voice softened closer to a whisper. "A pretty good guy. Get off my case. Aren't you supposed to be my support? You're being kinda harsh!"

"Well kid, something is obviously on your mind so let's hear it. Wedding starts soon right? Yeesh. Once you do all this he's your problem forever."

"I'm not worried about him!! I'm more worried about...me."

"About you? What're you talkin' about?! You're too good for him!"

"Thanks for the flattery. You still can't have my body though."

"Well I didn't want it anyways, ya bastard. You're weak compared to Shigeo. I'm just being honest here!"

Silence.

"So? Out with it, What did you want anyways? You're talking nonsense here!"

Mitty wrinkled his nose in discomfort. "I just needed to ask something. But you can't run your mouth off like you always do, you old gossip. You're like a knitting circle."

"TCH. like I'd blabber your business to someone. It's all so boring."

"Yeah, yeah just listen, alright?!"

Another few seconds passed. "So? Say it. We don't have all day, you know."

He was looking at his hands again like he was somewhere far off. "Well. D...D'you think I'll be good at this?"

"Good at what, exactly?"

"Being married."

Dimple's form rippled with thought. "You're seriously worried about that?"

Mitty was going to make a sharp remark but his head dropped and his face buried into his knuckles. "Yeah."

Dimple deflated slightly in exasperated defeat. Humans could be so ignorant.

"Listen. That fraud never shuts up about you. You think you're not good enough? You should hear him talk. It's annoying how you both don't realize things."

"Realize things?"

He sighed and shrugged his tiny arms. "I hear everything whether you like it or not. You two idiots never stop talking and moaning about the other is too good for the other. It's getting old, really."

"HUH? He says that? No way! But he's always beaten me at everything! I always thought he was way out of my league."

"Kinda the opposite actually but...sure. What I'm saying is…! You're both seeing the best parts of each other. Keep doing that and it'll be smooth sailing."

"Yeah but...what if he stops seeing the best in me?'

"You planning on making things hard?"

"Not really. I just know I can be difficult to deal with."

"So is he. You really think you got this far because Reigen's all roses and sunshine? 'Course not. You've seen all the stuff he does and you still like him, right?"

He certainly was flawed, that was for sure. Mitty spent most of Reigen's antics with his eyes rolled up in his head but that didn't mean he wasn't enjoying the moment either.

"Right."

"Then it's the same for him. Sure it won't always be fun but that phoney won't give up on you just because you're annoying. He's way too persistent. It kind of ticks me off."

I'm annoying??? That stung but he shook it off.

Reigen was going to have to deal with him for the rest of his life once they said the right words. But if Dimple was right...would it be so bad to annoy each other for the rest of their lives if the other was willing to put up with it?

Reigen seemed okay with it so far. Mitty would just have to listen to him make a fuss about his coffee table clutter until he died. But really, he wouldn't have that any other way. His voice was kind of cute when he hit that inhuman octave he had when he was in disbelief.

The door from the hall swung open and a blond clad in what was perhaps the most blinding and loud suit he had ever seen poked his head in.

"Oh, You're still in here? It's bad luck to be late on your wedding day! Master Reigen is waiting. " He cocked his head to the side. "Or did you need some help with your suit? Its looking a little plain."

Hanazawa. This kid would try to accessorize his suit in the worst way possible. He put up his hands to wave him off.

"N-nah, kiddo that's alright. I'll be right there."

Hanazawa, after a few more attempts to get Mitty to let him help retreated back into the hallway. When it was quiet again he eyed Dimple. He was abrasive and unpleasant. He always had a motive for everything and rarely had something nice to say.

But he came through when it mattered.

"Hey Dimple?"

"Yeah? What is it?"

"Thanks."

Dimple wouldn't meet his eyes and levitated towards the hall. He didn't want to acknowledge he was helping, he supposed. It was in character for that tsundere blob.

"You ought to get out of here now if you wanna make it on time."

He stood and dusted himself off.

"Welp. Here goes everything."

#i only have access to mobile so the format for everything is so ugly but HIIII ITS MARRIAGE TIME #i wanna write a fic of the actual wedding or what it entails later.#thanks for letting me be cringe #to any non selfship blogs that might be seeing this i am so sorry #I'll show the rings i had made later!!!#wedding mentions

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beladusnotsosecertdiary · 2 years

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Fandom (picked at random since it was not requested) : Twisted Wonderland

Characters (picked at random since it was not requested) : Trey, Jack, Vil, Sliver, Azul

Type: Scenario/Headcannon

Theme: 🟦/⬜

Reader Insert: Gender Neutral

Inspiration for this post and where I got the dialogue from: Here

Warnings: Hints/References/Mentions of past abuse, past manipulation, past assault, past suicidal thoughts and foul language

Note: (s/n) = Sister's name, (ff/n) = former friend's name, (fbf/n) = former best friend, (fs/o) = former significant other

Synopsis: There are things that your boyfreind doesn't know about you. Those "things" being your past and all what had transpired in it. He wanted to know but couldn't bring himself to ask knowing that whatever happened is the reason for your closed off and rather defensive personality. Also you can be very distrusting of others. That fact that he has the chance to date you nothing short of a miracle. So he never asked and chose to wait until you finally where comfortable in sharing. Too bad life, like always, has other plans.

Your day had started off as it always did. You woke up, did your regular morning routine and was out the door by 7:30. However today is different. The only differences are that it is the weekend and you're heading out to meet your boyfreind for a date. Your boyfreind is currently a student at Night Raven College. You started dating about a year or so before they were selected to attend.

Sadly, however you were not and are not attending any other extremely prestigious school. Which honestly wasn't a big deal to you. It isn't that you didn't think you were worthy, Seven forbid your boyfreind believing you to have such thoughts, but it was because you just didn't like magic or magic users for that matter. Which is extremely ironic because you and your boyfreind are both capable of using magic.

Your unique magic is what you have come to call "Let's be honest". "Let's be honest" can only be used when you start a question with something like "Be honest", "Honestly do you really think...", or literary say "Let's be honest". Upon saying any one of those words, the person you are speaking with is forced to tell the truth and they are unable to resist, because they just say it and dont realize until it is to late.

A very handy magic when you need it. Though you only considerably recently completed this magic. About two years before you met your boyfreind.

"(Y/n)! There you are I was getting worried." Your boyfreind says walking over to you.

"Sorry." You reply with a soft smile. "Had a bit of a long night last night."

"What happened?"

"Oh my usual crappy co-worker."

"Them again? How have they not gotten fired yet?"

"Don't know. Anyway what did you have in mind today? You said that you had the whole day planned."

"I did." Your boyfreind smiles, he takes your hand. "Don't worry you'll love it."

Time Skip

Your boyfreind had taken you on quite the adventure today. He had taken you to petting zoo where you spent the rest of the morning petting and freeing cute farm animals. He then took you to a nice lunch at one of your favorite places to eat. Took you to the mall, a small shopping spree for you. Then it was a movie you had been wanting to see lately. And now you both are on your way back to your place with takeout for a late night dinner.

"Thank you. Today was very lovely." You say as you walk down the street leading into your neighborhood.

"I'm glad you enjoyed yourself." Your boyfreind gives you a kiss on the cheek getting a giggle from you. "And thank you for letting me stay the night."

"Of course. You can always stay the night." You reply resting your head on his shoulder.

You round the corner, your house being the second one from the corner, and see a small group of people sitting on the steps of your front porch. Your body freezes recognizing the group.

"(y/n)!" Shouts someone in the group.

This same person runs over to you as you go to hide behind your boyfreind. Your boyfriend instantly catches on to how uncomfortable you are and acts like your shield.

"Sorry but who are you?" Your boyfreind asks politely.

"Oh I'm (s/n), (y/n)'s sister."

Hearing her say that makes you sick after what she did you. She assaulted you serval times by pouring on or throwing something at you. She always would say something hurtful too.

"What?" Your boyfriend looks at you.

You shake your head, "She is confused. I never had a sister."

"Don't be like that (y/n)." (s/n) says with a laugh. "Come here and give me a hug! I haven't seen you in years!"

"No!" You snarl. "I don't have a sister!"

"Don't yell at her like that!" Snaps your ex, (fs/o), who had emotionally abused you and then cheated on you with your sister, as they walk over.

(fs/o) is followed by your former best friend, (fbf/n) and another former friend (ff/n). Both (fbf/n) and (ff/n) used you. They manipulated you on serval occasions. They would get into trouble and place all the blame on you. Sometimes that would lead to a beating if it was your parents.

"I don't have to listen to you." You say venomously.

"(y/n)..." Your boyfriend speaks, "you know them?"

"I thought I did. But no. I never knew who any of them were from the start." You reply. "Now if you excuse us, we'll be heading home."

"(y/n), please can we talk? We want to be in your life again." Says (fbf/n) trying use their puppy eyes on you like they always did when they wanted you to do something.

Seeing those eyes again reminds you of all the shit you went you through, thus you snap.

"Be honest (fbf/n) is that really all you want?" You ask as your boyfriend's eyes go wide.

This is the first time you have you have used your magic since he asked you to demonstrate it. It is also how he ended up confessing to you. Most embarrassing moment of his life, but then again he was asking for it.

"We just want things to be like how they were before. When you were just a bitch that did whatever we said." (fbf/n) says then covers their mouth in shock.

"Wait (y/n) that isn't true!" (ff/n) says.

Your smirk dangerously as you say, "Hey (fs/n) did you honestly ever love me?"

"No. You just some desperate attention seeking whore." (fs/n) says then becomes shocked hearing that following from their mouth.

"How dare you!" Growls your boyfriend extremely pissed off.

"W-What!? That's not..."

"True? Of course it is." You answer. "If you still haven't caught on, this is my unique magic. I'm just making you tell the truth by asking for it."

"(y/n) please!" (s/n) pleads.

"Ya'll got what you wanted right?" You ask them glaring as your rage builds. "You fucking won. Congratu-FUCKING-lations! But now I'm sorry because this ship has fucking sailed! If you want to be part of my life- you're gonna have to fucking prove it to me now! Nobody gets a fucking free pass anymore! You want my trust?! EARN IT! You want my respect? FUCKING EARN IT! YOU WANT MY FUCKING LOVE, AND TIME, AND ENGERY!? FUCKING EARN IT! Nobody get so ride this ride for fucking free anymore! So, Congratu-FUCKING-lations to every single one of you who got their ticket and then decided to rip up the fucking ticket! You wanted this!? YOU GOT IT!"

The most toxic people in your life are stunned and silent. Much like your boyfriend. But for him, now having heard all of this makes sense why it had taken him so long to become friends with you. Without a word your boyfriend leads into your house and locks the door.

There is a long moment of him holding onto you as you break down in his arms. After a while you calm down and tell him everything. Not planned, but as of now you just need to get it out.

Trey

Listening to your past, almost makes him sick

He can't imagine one of his siblings or parents treating him in such a way

Or vice versa

And at the same time he just feels so sorry

While he probably isn't the most equipped in this situation he tries

Will do whatever you want him to do

Cuddles? Of course!

Kisses? Say no more!

Want something sweet? He'll whip it right up!

After this he'll do his best to watch out for triggers and be sure to be most honest person he can be around you

"I know it won't change anything and it isn't my fault, but I am so sorry you went through all of that alone. But I promise, as long as you allow me, I will never let any of that happen again. I may not be strong like some people I know, but I will protect you."

Jack

Angry Wolf Boi

But doesn't show if knowing it's only going to make things worse

Possibly plotting murder

Even before listening to your story it was obvious to him that you went through something terrible

Now knowing the details, he is more hyper focused on your needs

He is at your beckoning call like you won't believe

Currently what he'll do is hold you

Remind you that history isn't going to repeat itself

And most importantly that you are safe

"I know it isn't easy to rely on others after what they did, but I swear that you can rely on me. Let me show you that what I am saying is true. Just please know that you are not alone anymore. I will always be here."

Vil

Can't say he's been through exactly what you have

However, there have been some people who have lied and betrayed his trust

Even so, he can relate to feeling like he can't trust others not to be honest with him

And now after hearing your story, he as few favors to call up

He isn't about to let those people walk free and do the things they did to you to someone else

Plans on convincing you to go to the authorities, especially if they come back

"You know something, potato? The past doesn't define who you are. It will shape you, for sure. But that never means it will define you. I will do my absolute best to be honest with you. If you even think I am lying in the slightest don't hesitate to use your magic on me."

Sliver

This poor boy...

He's training to be a knight remember?

He doesn't only want to protect his young master and his father

He wants to protect you too

As someone inspiring to be a knight he feels like a failure

A true knight is supposed to save and protect those that cannot

Even if he never had any contact with you until a few years ago, he still feels like a failure

Has plans on calling both his father and his young Master

Reason he calling his father is for advice

And the Reason he is calling his Young Master is to help bring those disgusting people to justice

But for now he will comfort you and stay until you feel like you are okay on your own

In other words Malleus has lost a Knight for a few days

And Lillia as lost his son for a few days

"My dearest (y/n), I know it must be hard to believe anyone after what they did. But please believe me when I say this; I love you and even if serve the heir of the royal family, my loyalty belongs to you. I swear on my honor as a Knight."

Azul

Another person that has been through something similar

But what he went through was more of because he was a chubby boi and a octopus

Being rejected and tormented so many times during his childhood, he understands that it is hard to trust

He is aware that people deal with trauma like this differently

Like that will stop him from doing all the research he can to help you

Not to mention ensuring that this never happens again

Is going to make all of them disappear once he gets back to the lounge

Floyd has "new friends" to squeeze first off

He too is also at your beckoning call

"Oh my dear angelfish, I am sure you're going to think I am lying or just saying it, but … You are the most beautiful and the sweetest person I have ever met. Someone I believe no one truly deserves. Especially those disgusting Crustaceans. And let you take strength from the past. Be ten times better a person than ever were. I swear, as long as you will have me, I shall stand by your side every step of the way."

#disney twst #twisted wonderland #beladus' not so secert diary #trey clover #twst trey #trey x reader #jack howl #twst jack #jack x reader #vil schoenheit #vil x reader #twst vil #sliver #twst sliver #sliver x reader #azul ashengrotto #twst azul #azul x reader

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