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incorrect-trolls-imagines · 5 months

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Hi! How was your day? Good,i hope?

Anyways,I found your account recently and I really liked your partner squad AU! It's so wholesome and funny 😭 And I love Polyamorous relationships (i guess that's what it is?)

Here's a little headcanon (?) request for them,because I read the 'loosing colors' HC and I think that was just my favorite thing out of the partner squad thingies-

Honestly,I just want some hurt/comfort. I like crying (/j)

I give total freedom to you about what angst it is,but if you want,or are out of ideas,here are some:

-Reader comes back home after being harassed (not s3xually,maybe just about the way they act? Maybe they just stick out a lot and some people don't like it??? Some people are bullies man..)

-Overworked reader (Maybe breaking down??)

-Socially anxious reader?

-the reader fainting suddenly??

Something like that! Anyways,I hope this isn't too vague of a description,and that you have a fantastic day!!

-Nina/Weewoo

HII HELLO!!! THANKS FOR THE REQUEST AND I HOPE YOU'RE HAVING A NICE DAY TOO!!! AND I'M GONNA DO ALL OF THEM IDEAS YOU SENT CUZ I'M A SUCKERRRR FOR ✨A N G S T✨

okey dokey folks! we've gots some ✨A N G S T✨ to go through so it's-a time to get-a cooking!

Here's the Loosing Colors post btw and I'm gonna use that one just for this first scenario (omg. a sequel, yes!)

💙♥️🖤Partner Squad Reacting to Gray!Reader getting harassed💙♥️🖤

💞 As a whole 💞

💞 Oh, they pissed. As soon as they find out that you've been having trouble with some inconsiderate trolls being nasty to you for having lost your colors, you can bet they're practically up in arms and very eager to have a talk with those bullies.

💞 (You're mortified and somehow manage to convince them to Not Do Anything To Harsh for your sake, though.)

💞 Lots of reassurance!

💞 Your partners won't allow you to sulk or dwell too much in the whole ordeal and they'll make a combined effort to always lift your spirits up whenever you start to believe the rude and flat out unnecessary things the bullies said to you.

♥️ Barb ♥️

♥️ She's easily the most outraged out of the lot. She hates bullies (kinda ironic, yeah, but you get the idea.).

♥️ Particularly, she hates bullies that joke and tease about such sensitive topics as losing your colors. Because, c'mon, that's just straight up professional huge a-hole behavior.

♥️ Whenever she wants to help you feel more comfortable with your situation, she'll take your hands in hers and raise them to your eye level, as if wanting you to take a good look of your laced fingers.

♥️ “Y’see? I'm sorta gray too, if you think about it. But I think you rock those grays way better than me, babe.” (She's intentionally corny to get a smile out of you and it works every time.)

♥️ She tries to get back at the bullies, but she's always too obvious and you never let her have the payback she's so adamant you deserve.

🩵 Branch 🩵

🩵 He can relate.

🩵 Oh, he can relate a lot. He grew up gray and, man, can trolls be cruel even if they seem to be all sunshine and rainbows. Not to say ‘he’s had it worse’ when he was younger, no, he's not the type to downplay a situation like this, ever, but he's definitely the best candidate to help you go through this ordeal because of his past.

🩵 Lot's of open-heart talks, venting, hugs and, yes, lots of tears from both sides as well (just don't go around telling everyone, please).

🩵 He's still devastated that something as awful as losing one's colors could ever happen to you but he can't mope about it forever (never in front of you, at least); he remains strong for your sake.

🩵 He also tries to ‘avenge’ you in whatever way he can, almost begging you to let him at least do something to deal with the ones that bothered you, anything, but you never give in and eventually he gives up (very reluctantly).

🧡 Hickory 🧡

🧡 Now, Hickory over here, he's actually the only one that manages to evade your suspicions and he flat out threatens the trolls that harassed you to buck off (in an eerily peaceful and very cowboy-ish manner, might I add).

🧡 After that, you don't ever get bothered again and Hickory lets you believe that those trolls simply had a change of heart.

🧡 His way of helping you go through this hardship is not by ignoring the issue, but he just rather not mention the obvious unless it's absolutely necessary.

🧡 It's not like he's in love with you for your colors or whatever, but he does care deeply for your mood and feelings. He just wants you to be happy, y'know?

🧡 When the time comes that your colors gradually start to show up again, he just smiles and he'll go out of his way to always remind you of how beautiful those shades and tones look on you even if they're still a bit dim.

🩷 Poppy 🩷

🩷 She's frustrated, very, very much so. Why and how can other trolls be so mean and nasty???? Like Why?

🩷 After finding out about the way you were harassed, she gets clingy. She gets clingy because now she doesn't want to leave you all on your own, exposed to more mistreatment.

🩷 Just like Branch, she's familiar with the subject of color loss and she doesn't take it lightly for a second.

🩷 You could even say it's a bit of some sort of guilt she feels about the way Branch used to be treated in the past that she's now worried 24/7 about you.

🩷 She refuses to allow anyone even think about ostracizing you; she'll go feral if she ever catches someone even batting an eye at your lack of vibrant colors, let alone comment anything on the matter in a negative way.

💚 Tresillo 💚

💚 He's still not entirely used to seeing you without those lovely colors of yours and he's not shy to admit out loud that he misses them.

💚 But he doesn't do that to make you feel bad, or inadequate or guilty on any level; he's just honest like that, and he hopes for the day that your beautiful colors return.

💚 Then, and only then, he'll know you're really and truly okay. And if you're happy, he's happy.

💚 Like Poppy, he gets overprotective and almost overbearing just so he can keep an eye over you so no one else dares bother you in the slightest about your color loss.

💚 He won't threaten anyone like Hickory did, but he will glare and give the worst of stink eyes at whoever steps out of line in his presence, and man, he can look kinda scary when he's serious like that.

💙 Trollex 💙

💙 Like mentioned before, Trollex once lost his colors too after the passing of his parents, but that particular experience he has on the subject is what gives him the reassurance he needs that you can get better, just like he did and just like Branch did as well.

💙 The thought of someone bullying you for your situation makes his blood boil but he's more concerned on how you feel and what you think.

💙 Forget those bullies, they don't matter now. Now it's all about you and how you feel and what you need.

💙 He becomes a bit of a mother hen, always asking about your mood and hoping that one of these days, your bright colors will shine bright once again.

💙 He's a great listener, so if you need a shoulder to cry on or just vent, he'll always be there, ready to give you advice and make sure you always leave with a huge smile on your face.

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clementine-writes-things · 2 months

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Roommates - E.N

(this takes place BEFORE he becomes the riddler. I wanted to write what I thought he would have been like before, so here ya go. metal head, introverted, smoker, emo Edward. lmao. also, I watched Little Miss Sunshine and fucking loved it, highly recommend. ALSO, i realize that it's very unrealistic for a small apartment to have two bedrooms EACH with their own bathrooms, but SHUT UP I DIDN'T THINK ABOUT THAT <3 so pls ignore that in this fic)

Summary: Edward Nashton: a quiet, reserved, heavy metal loving introvert. Y/n: a friendly, outgoing, hyper extrovert. Very different personalities. Though, opposites do attract.

Word Count: 10,797 (guys, what is happening to my fanfics, they are getting so long...is this a good thing?)

Content Warning: Smut, explicit language, hinting of r*pe, hinting of drugging a drink, knife, penetration, corruption kink, virgin!reader, daddy kink (brief), kind of stupid!Reader (that's mean to say but true), dom!Edward, Edward being a HUGE 'simp' for y/n, sub!Reader, praising, ed guides y/n through sex, gentle sex that turns rough later on, fingering, oral fem receiving, aftercare. (There might be grammar mistakes cuz I'm reading this over at 1:30 am, so please cut me some slack I have class in the morning lol. Hopefully the errors aren't too bad. If so, I'm sorry pookies <3 I promise the fic is still good!)

Songs For Inspo:

Kunst - KMFDM

Custer - Slipknot

Sweating Bullets - Megadeth (my FAVORITE metal band, Dave Mustaine ik ur like over 60 but we can figure something out, please u were so hot in the 80's and u still are plssssss...)

Bounce! - System Of A Down (love them sm)

Revenga - System Of A Down (one of my fav songs by them)

Freak On a Leash - Korn (yoNatooRADatEDotRAndat - John Davis in his songs)

Chop Chop Slide - Insane Clown Posse (edward would SO listen to them, not listening to any other opinions. also this song is so funny like its the cupid shuffle but violent.)

Heavy Metal Lover - Lady Gaga

Eddie My Love - The Chordettes

Vacation Bible School - Ayesha Erotica

Daddy AF - Slayyyter (Edward is so daddy AF guys, i don't think u understand fr like i want this man to *censored*)

(picturing Edward Nashton as a metalhead is hot to me and I feel like it is EXTREMELY accurate for his character. Like, he's an introverted lunatic...he definitely loves metal. This is now a personal headcanon of mine.)

~Read Below Cut~

"Oh, you precious thing..." Edward cooed, reaching down and stroking her hair.

Y/n looked up at him, eyes wide and mouth slightly agape. He chuckled, trailing his hand away from her hair and down to her chin. Gently, he pulled at y/n's bottom lip with his thumb. Y/n squeezed her thighs together.

"Do you want me to fuck you?" He asked sweetly, a hint of desire lacing his tone.

Y/n whimpered, breathing heavily. She didn't even know how to respond to his question. It was so bold and blunt, something that he was able to be with ease. But y/n had a hard time with that, unable to get her thoughts out fully. She nodded, lips forming a pitiful pout as she looked up at him. Edward bent back down to her level, grabbing her leg gently and lifting it up. Slowly, he trailed kisses up her shin, over her knee, and up to the bottom of her thigh. Y/n shivered at the feeling of his lips against her skin.

"Yeah? You want me to fuck you, angel? I need to hear you say it."

"Y-Yes, Eddie, please..." She whined.

He smiled, looking up into her eyes as he planted another kiss on her knee. Edward's eyes were glazed with adoration and love, lust only a small part of the glint. He desired y/n, yes, that was a fact. But, he didn't want her in an animalistic way, no not at all. He so badly wanted to pop her cherry gently, showing her how much he loved her with his body. There was plenty of time for more rough and kinky acts in the future, but you didn't get another chance at your first time. And Edward wanted y/n's first time to be loving, caring, fun, meaningful, and passionate.

"I'll give it to you angel, I promise. I'm going to show you what sex is, what it means, and I'll show you how much I love you through it."

-3 months before-

Edward heard a knock at the door just barely through the music he had playing. Groaning, he got up from his desk in his bedroom, walking out into the living room. His hair was a mess, black streaks scattered throughout his hair due to a crappy dye job he did. A lit cigarette hung from in between his lips as he opened the door. Grabbing the cig, he held it between his pointer and middle finger. Before him was a young girl, maybe a year younger than him, with a bunch of boxes and a single suitcase. He raised an eyebrow at her.

"Hi! I'm your new roommate! Y/n L/n! We talked over the phone, remember!?" She exclaimed, reaching out and shaking his hand rapidly.

Edward instantly grimaced.

"Oh, how could I forget..." He mumbled.

"These are all my things, is it ok if I come in?" She asked politely, a bright smile on her face.

"Um, yeah. Do you want help carrying your stuff in?" He begrudgingly asked, putting out his cigarette on the ashtray near the door.

"Oh, that would be so nice! Thank you!" Y/n beamed.

Edward started to bring in some boxes, moving them to the spare bedroom. Y/n grabbed a box as well, looking around the apartment. She didn't like that he smoked inside, but she felt better when she noticed he had a window open. She really appreciated that. With a bounce in her step, y/n brought back boxes to her new room. The metal music that Edward was listening to was still playing in the back, fairly loudly.

"You have the same music taste as my dad!" She commented, smiling.

Edward froze in place, box in hand as he looked at her. His face was blank, only a look of confusion in his eyes. Y/n felt herself blush and quickly got back to moving things to her room. Edward rolled his eyes as he placed the last box on her bed. He shoved his hands in his pockets, looking at the contents scattered all over the floor.

"You've got a lot of clothes..." He stated.

"They aren't all clothes!" She laughed, finding it amusing that he thought that.

"Then what the hell do you have in these boxes?" He asked, regretting it instantly, because he truthfully did not care.

Y/n looked around for something to open up a cardboard box with. She looked at the desk in her room, smiling when she saw a pencil. Grabbing it, she stabbed it through the tape and Edward flinched, taking a step back. Y/n ripped the tape away with help from the hole she punched in it. She picked it up and angled it slightly so Edward could see the contents. He opened it up, looking inside and raising an eyebrow, glancing back up at y/n. Pulling out a picture, he looked at it and laughed.

"A bunch of cartoon horses?" He asked.

"It's the Mane 6 from My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic, thank you very much!" She huffed.

"Alright then, well I'm going to leave. Have fun unpacking the things you stole from an 8 year old." He commented before leaving her room.

"That's so rude!"

The two of them instantly recognized how different their personalities were. It was a little jarring at first, living with someone who was the complete opposite of them. But, Edward tried to keep to himself a lot. However, y/n found herself becoming more and more interest in Edward. She definitely had a type...

Tall.

Metalhead.

Slightly scary/intimidating.

Looks a little bit homeless.

He checked off all the requirements on y/n's list....

-2 weeks after moving in-

Y/n's room was fully decorated and furnished. The bed that was already in the room now had pink and white bedsheets with lace on the ends. A bunch of fairly lights were strung about the room and she had all her posters hung up. Shelves were lined with stuffed animals, figurines, and candles. Y/n's room smelled like fruit punch and flowers, if that made any sense. Her room was so cozy and homey, just how she wanted it. Though, most people would say it was too cheery and bubbly for a bedroom. And, those people were dead wrong in y/n's opinion. Y/n was currently listening to music and dancing in her room on top of the fluffy pastel pink rug she had. She was wearing a pair of black leggings that flared at the bottom and a hot pink spaghetti strap tank top. Underneath that she was wearing a white lacy bra. Edward was at work today, so she wasn't worried about the music being too loud.

"Sometimes I wonder if you still wanna fuck me..." She giggled to the lyrics, spinning out of her room.

The white socks she wore caused her to slid across the tiled floor of the kitchen. She swayed her hips back and forth, dancing to the fairly erotic song that was playing. Opening the pantry door, she grabbed a box of cheez-its. Y/n took a bowl from one of the cabinets and poured some of the crackers in. She put the box away and started to snack on the cheez-its. The sound of the front door opening was drowned out by the loud music. Y/n was dancing away, oblivious to the fact that Edward was watching her dance as he put away his keys and coat.

'Well, it's fine because I'm a whore'

'And I sleep with guys just for fun and drugs'

Y/n was still swaying her hips around, jumping up and down slightly. Edward chuckled, stuffing his hands into his pockets, one of which had a chain dangling next to it. Y/n turned around eyes closed as she sang the lyrics, opening slightly at the end.

"Vacation Bible Schoooo..." She froze, hands in the air.

"Hey." He said, eyes heavy and tired.

The music continued playing in the background, causing Edward to smile slightly. Y/n let her hands fall to her sides, a blush on her face. She cleared her throat, grabbing a cheez-it.

"Hello Edward, nice day outside, right?" She asked, placing the cheez-it in her mouth.

"Yeah, really good day to listen to bimbo music in my kitchen." He commented.

"Shut up."

The two roommates had grown tolerable of the other after some time. Y/n was still absolutely obsessed with Edward, finding his mysterious and intimidating nature addicting. Every time he was near her or talked to her, she felt her stomach do backflips. And, Edward was no idiot. He knew how she felt. He was a genius, for sure, but it didn't take a genius to know how y/n felt about him. He didn't want to act on it just yet, even though he felt himself getting feelings for her as well. But, he did enjoy purposefully teasing her. It was a fun little game for him.

-1 month after moving in-

It was around 10 in the morning and y/n sat on the couch, bundled up in blankets. She was as snug as a bug in a rug. It was her day off from work, and she didn't really have much planned. Because of this, she decided that she would watch a bunch of Pixar movies, starting with Cars. Cars was one of those movies that y/n could watch over and over and never get tired of.

"Where is it...?" Edward mumbled.

Y/n realized that she forgot to tell Edward that she had the day off. It aligned well with his work schedule, as he didn't work today either. She wanted to ask him if he wanted to watch Pixar movies with her. Though, she figured that he would say no, in classic Edward fashion. Y/n looked to her right, ready to ask Edward, but her face flushed instantly. Edward stood in the living room, looking around with a towel wrapped around his waist. He was completely naked, other than the towel of course. His hair was slightly dry, though still damp in most places. Y/n couldn't see his eyes that well because his hair hung in his face, covering most of his face up. Edward looked up, not really reacting when he saw y/n.

"Oh, hey y/n. Aren't you supposed to be at work?" He asked, hand gripping his towel.

"U-Um, today is m-my day off. I meant t-to tell you, but I fo-forgot..." She stuttered.

Edward took in her flustered appearance, knowing the affect he had over her. Sighing, he ran a hand through his hair, getting it out of his face. Y/n watched with her eyes wide as he continued to walk around the living room.

"Have you seen my shirt? The uh...the...oh the Slayer shirt." He asked.

Edward looked towards y/n, mouth forming an 'o' as he saw the shirt resting on the top of the couch behind her. He walked over, leaning down slowly, making sure to get as close to y/n as possible. Based on how stiff she became, Edward could tell that he was definitely doing a good job at teasing her.

"Here it is. Oh, are you watching Cars? That's a good move. Mind if I watch it with you?" He asked, voice coarse from smoking a cigarette earlier.

"Oh, u-um, sure yeah. I was g-gonna ask you that actually." She mumbled.

"Alright, well I'm going to get changed. I'll be back."

Over the next few months, y/n and Edward's attraction to each other grew stronger. Y/n would follow Edward around like a dog after it's owner, and it was extremely apparent to him. One night, y/n decided she would go out to a party with her friends from work. Not wanting to be alone, even though she knew most of the people, she invites Edward.

-2 months after moving in-

Y/n knocked on Edward's bedroom door, a System Of A Down song playing loudly on his speakers. Shuffling was heard from behind the door, and then the music was turned down, but not too much. The door swung open to reveal Edward, who leaned against the doorframe. He had a very slightly cropped black tank top on with the skull from Megadeth on it, a few small holes ripped in it. His jeans were washed out and a chain dangled from one of his pockets. Y/n could see his happy trail above his belt, and she felt her breath hitch. Edward pushed his glasses up, crossing his arms over his chest.

"Yeah?" He asked.

"Oh, um...I'm going to a a work friend's party tonight. Just a few drinks and music, stuff like that. I was wondering if you uh, if you might wanna go with me?" She asked, fidgeting with her hands as she looked at the floor.

Edward smirked, noticing how shy y/n was at the moment. It was clear that she desperately wanted him to go with her. He usually didn't like parties, but he couldn't say no to her face. Not when she looked so small in front of him, so needy for his presence at all times. It fed his ego for sure, but it was also nice to be wanted.

"Is there a dress code or some shit?" He asked.

"N-No, I don't think so? If there is then she never mentioned it."

"Ok, then this is what I'm wearing." He said.

"So, does that mean you're coming?" Y/n asked, excitement lacing her voice.

"Sure. I don't have any other plans."

"Yay! I'm going to go get ready right now! We need to leave in 30 minutes!" Y/n squealed, running to her room.

Edward watched her, closing the door to his bedroom a few seconds after. He turned the music off, knowing that they would be leaving soon. Opening his closet, he looked for a jacket to wear over his tank top. Grunting, he grabbed the first one he saw, which was denim. He had patches sewn on it, each from different bands he listened to. He also sewed a bunch of green question marks into it. Shrugging, he slid the jacket on and grabbed a pack of smokes from off his nightstand. His lighter was already in his pocket, so he grabbed his pocket knife and put it in his back pocket. You could never be too safe in Gotham. Even he knew that. As he walked out of his bedroom and closed the door behind him, he wondered about what he just agreed to. If y/n's friends were anything like her, then he would have a headache within the first 5 minutes. Sighing, he grabbed his wallet from off of the table next to the front door and put it in his other front pocket. He could hear music from y/n's room as the shower cut off. A couple seconds later he could hear the hairdryer. Y/n usually liked to take her time getting ready, but if there was a time limit then she could get ready extremely fast. She always liked to be early to everything, which was a good thing. Edward was the same way.

"Can't even drink while I'm there..." He mumbled, realizing that should be prepared to be the designated driver.

After about 10 minutes, y/n came out of her bedroom. She had on a lacy spaghetti strap tank top, it was a soft purple in color. Her pants were ripped denim shorts, which was a good choice since it was summer in Gotham. Y/n's hair was let down, wavy in some places and curly in others, chaotic but cute, just like her. Underneath her hair was a white ribbon that tied into a quaint bow on the top of her head, off-centered on purpose so it wasn't so symmetrical. Blush adorned her cheeks and the tip of her nose. Her eyelashes were accentuated with mascara, a glittery eyeshadow with no color covered her eyelids. Y/n's lips were plumped up with a shiny pink lip-gloss. Edward felt heat rush to his face, and he quickly looked away.

"Ok! I'm done! Just gotta get shoes on!" Y/n cheered, rushing to the door.

Edward stood up, watching her as she bent over and slid on light blue converse. The shoes had tiny gems on the edges, and stickers on the top of it. He remembered when she customized them. He walked in the living room one night to see her hunched over them, it was really amusing. Clearing his throat, he slid his combat boots on. Y/n grabbed her purse and Edward grabbed his car keys.

"You're gonna have to tell me the directions." He said.

"Oh, are you driving?"

"I was hoping we could take my car."

"Aw, but I wanna take my car..." Y/n pouted.

He grunted, closing his eyes shut. Mumbling under his breath he pinched the bridge of his nose. Edward let out a sigh and placed his keys back on the table.

"Ffffine."

"Yay!"

Edward was slumped in the passenger seat of y/n's soft pink mini cooper. The interior was light brown leather, and it smelled just like her room, like fruit punch. Tiny little stuffed animals, beanie babies, and squishmallows were in her backseat. One beanie baby, which was a unicorn, was in the corner of her dashboard, in front of Edward. Y/n giggled, turning into the driveway of her friends house. She got out of the car quickly, shutting the door behind her. Edward got out too, hitting his head on the roof of the inside of the car. Wincing, he cursed under his breath. Once he was out he closed the door, hearing y/n lock the door shortly after.

"Your car makes me stick out like a sore thumb." He said.

"Yep! I know! Now, let's go!" Y/n said, skipping to the front door.

Edward shoved his hands in his pockets, following y/n slowly. The only reason he agreed to coming was to make sure y/n was safe. He hated going to parties, and he didn't even know the people, so it was even worse. But, it's hard to say no when y/n gives him puppy dog eyes. Stepping up on the front porch, y/n knocked rapidly on the door, ringing the doorbell twice after. Edward chuckled softly, standing behind her. When the door opened, y/n was practically bouncing in place.

"Oh, y/n! Hey! I was worried you weren't coming!" Her friend said.

"Sorry, Emily, we got stuck in traffic." Y/n said, gesturing to Edward.

Emily looked behind y/n, looking Edward up and down. He looked ominous towering over behind y/n. His eyes were tired and he smelled like leather and pine.

"Oh, you'll have to introduce everyone to him. Me included. But, please, come in! It's really hot outside. We've got AC in here." Emily said, moving aside so they could walk in.

"Thanks Emmy!" Y/n walked inside, Edward following close behind.

With how close Edward was following y/n, you'd think that he'd be scared to leave her side. But, he wasn't. Not even close. He didn't look like a lost puppy, he looked like a rabid attack dog that would maul someone if they breathed a little too hard. He was like a bodyguard following y/n around. Everyone looked towards y/n, smiling when they saw her. At work, y/n was considered the nicest and friendliest person. But, that also led to people taking advantage of her. Asking her to cover shifts, stay late, and even do other peoples jobs. Edward knew about all of this, because y/n would tell him about it. It was sad that she didn't realize it was manipulation. This was partially another reason that Edward came: to make sure that y/n wasn't coerced into doing something for someone. He didn't want to see her come home 3 hours past when her shift ended for the 3rd time this week.

"Hey girl! Oh, who's Mr. Tall, scary, and hostile?" A girl asked.

Edward looked at her, his face emotionless and dull. The girl looked away quickly, feeling uncomfortable under his gaze. Y/n smiled as everyone gathered around, it wasn't that many people, maybe 10 people. That was without including her and Edward. Emily was there as well. Placing her hands on Edward's shoulder, y/n shook him lightly, not getting a reaction from him. A few people chuckled, causing Edward to grunt lightly.

"This is my roommate, Edward! I'd be living on the streets without him!"

"Oh, THAT Edward! Y/n talks about you all the time at work!" One guy said, taking a sip of his drink.

Edward smirked slightly, letting it fall as quickly as it appeared. Y/n awkwardly laughed, brushing the comment off.

"Uh, where's the drinks at? I'm parched!" She asked.

"In the kitchen, and outside we have music playing, we have a pool too. Though, I forgot to mention that to everyone. So, only go for a swim if you're ok with not having a change of clothes." Emily laughed.

"I already know someone is going to get so drunk they jump in. And, it won't be me. Maybe." Y/n smiled.

Emily turned to Edward.

"Do you want a drink, Edward?" She asked.

"I'll take a Coke." Was all he said.

"I'll get it for ya!" Y/n smiled, going to the kitchen.

Some people in the house made their way outside, other's sat on the couch in the living room and talked. Edward leaned against the wall that connected to the banister of the staircase. He crossed his arms over his chest as he watched y/n in the kitchen, ignoring basically everyone around him.

"So, what's it like living with y/n?" Emily asked.

Edward raised an eyebrow, breaking eye contact with y/n to look at the fairly tall woman. He shrugged, sighing as he looked up at the ceiling.

"It was jarring at first, she's pretty hyper. But, I'm getting used to it." He replied simply.

"Well, Adam was right earlier. She does talk about you a lot. Don't tell her I said that though." She laughed.

"Uh huh." He mumbled.

Emily took this as a sign to walk away, which Edward greatly appreciated. He was not one for socializing. Hence, why he doesn't like parties. Shortly after, y/n came back from the kitchen. She gave Edward a can of Coke, and took a sip of the drink she got.

"What did you get?" He asked.

"Margarita. Well, a poorly made one. But, a margarita nonetheless." She replied, giggling.

"Alright."

"You wanna go outside?" Y/n asked.

"Sure, I need a smoke anyways." He grunted.

The two of them walked outside, Edward glaring at some of her coworkers as they did so. His glasses caught the reflection of the moon, and he leaned against the outside of the house. Placing his coke down on the porch banister, he pulled out a cigarette. With it between his lips, he lit the end of it and took a drag. He blew smoke to his left, making sure it was going away from the backdoor, not wanting to get smoke inside the host's house. Watching y/n, he noticed her talking to a few people, coworkers no doubt. The sound of crickets and frogs in the summer night comforted Edward and made him feel relaxed. Taking another drag, he blew it to his side again. Y/n had already drank her entire margarita. She came back to the patio and looked at Edward, pointing at her drink.

"Gonna get another!" She said.

He nodded curtly, confused as to why she told him. He wasn't in charge of her. She could do what she wanted. He took another puff from his cigarette. The two guys that y/n was talking to approached him. He raised an eyebrow, looking up at them from his hunched over posture.

"Yeah?" He asked, voice hoarse.

"You're y/n's roommate?" One guy asked.

"Last time I checked." He answered.

"Can you do us a solid?" The other one asked.

Edward didn't answer, only looked at them. The guy on the left elbowed the guy on the right softly, chuckling. Ed took another drag from his cigarette.

"Is she a good fuck?" One of them asked.

"Yeah, she seems like she'd open her legs for a good price." The other commented.

Edward's eyes narrowed as he finished his drag, blowing the smoke directly at them. He mumbled under his breath, something about how gross they were. The two men coughed, trying to wave away the smoke. Edward straightened his posture, fixing his glasses that were slightly crooked.

"What the fuck, man?" One guy asked.

"That was a dick move!" The other said.

Edward put his cigarette out on the bottom of his boots. He glanced to his left and saw an ashtray on the banister. He dropped the cigarette in there. Noticing he had a few ashes on the tips of his fingers, he brushed them off on the shirts of the two guys.

"Mhm." He grunted, walking away from them and going inside.

Edward didn't bother saying anything to the two men, it would be a waste of his breath. But, he did know that he didn't want y/n to be anywhere near those cretins. He went to the kitchen, seeing y/n pour herself another margarita. Walking up to her, Edward tapped her on the shoulder. She turned around, take a huge gulp of her drink, smiling wide at him after.

"Hi Eddie!" She giggled.

"How many drinks have you had?"

"Well...th-this is my 4th one..." She hiccupped.

"I see. Well, I think it's getting late. We should head back home." He said.

Just as he said that, one of y/n's coworkers walked up to the kitchen counter. She leaned over, propping her elbows up and letting her cleavage show. Edward looked at her and rolled his eyes, looking back at y/n.

"Hey girly~ tell me about your friend here. He seems interesting." She winked at him.

"Oh! W-Well-"

"I'm not interested." He replied curtly.

The girl scoffed, standing up. She mumbled under her breath.

'Prick.'

Edward looked back at y/n, seeing that she was absolutely wasted. He sighed, wrapping an arm around her shoulder. The two men from early walked in and Edward glared at them. Leading y/n to the living room, he whispered down in her ear discreetly.

"We need to leave, ok? I'll tell you why when we get in your car."

She nodded, unsure of why Edward wanted to leave so bad. But, after living with him for a little over 2 months, she trusted him. Y/n glanced over her shoulder and saw two guys staring at her. She looked back at Edward and he nodded subtly. Y/n took this as a signal to say bye to her coworkers.

"H-Hey guysss, it's g-getting late. I think weee're gonna go hooome." She said, smiling drunkenly.

"Aw, already? It's only been an hour since you got here! Stay longer, you're always the life of the party!" One girl with a braid said.

Edward squeezed her shoulder reassuringly, knowing how easily she was influenced by her coworkers. She fidgeted with the hem of her tank top, drinking the rest of her margarita. She shook her head.

"N-No, sorry..."

"Ok, well, before you leave, do you think you can cover a shift for me this weekend? I know you don't work weekends, but I have a concert to go to and I really don't want to miss it." A guy said.

"Well, I-I sup-pose..."

Y/n looked up at Edward, seeing that he was watching the two guys in the kitchen. They were eyeing up y/n, and y/n finally noticed that. She shook her head.

"No, I can't. We-We're leaving nowww, bye everyone." She slurred.

Before anyone could say anything, Edward made sure y/n had her purse on her and they left the living room. He guided her to the front door, watching the two guys as he opened up the door for her. He quickly followed her, closing the door and helping her go down the steps. Edward opened up the passenger door for her, making sure she buckled herself in. He groaned before getting in the driver seat of the pastel pink mini cooper. He felt like a giant in the vehicle.

"Who were those two guys?" He asked, buckling up and backing out of the driveway.

"J-Josh and Aaron..." She stuttered.

"Don't ever talk to them at work. Don't ever accept anything from them and do your best to not work a shift alone with them." He demanded, his tone serious and instructive.

Y/n nodded.

"W-Why?" She asked.

Edward sighed, gripping the steering wheel as he put the blinker on. He turned left and glanced quickly at y/n.

"They asked me a very disgusting question about you. And then they made a gross comment on you." He said.

"Like w-what?" She asked.

Edward scoffed, stopping at a red light.

"Well, one of them asked me if you were a good fuck. And then the other one said that you seemed like you'd open your legs up for a good price." He said through gritted teeth.

Y/n went quiet, giggling drunkenly. Edward didn't understand why she found it amusing. But, he assumed that she was just drunk and laughing it off. Deep down, it probably made her very uncomfortable.

"I've n-never even fucked anyone bef-fore." She hiccupped.

Edward found this comment surprising. He figured a beautiful girl like her would have had plenty of sexual encounters. But, here he was, being proved wrong. Still, he shrugged and turned onto their block.

"Don't let them know that. Knowing how creepy they are, they'll probably find a way to twist that and sexualize you in ways no one ever should. They seem like the kind of people to fantasize about...taking advantage of you..." He said, shuddering at the thought, the words feeling like poison on his tongue.

Y/n mumbled to herself, staring out the window. Edward sighed, pulling into the parking garage of their apartment building. Parking the car, he got out and closed his door. Walking around the car, he opened up y/n's door and helped her get out. She groaned, the salt from the rim of her margarita cup stuck to the corners of her lips. Edward huffed, letting y/n hold onto his arm for stability. She was absolutely hammered. It was clear that she could not hold her drink well. Locking the car, Edward put the keys in his pocket and helped y/n up the stairs. When they reached their apartment, Edward unlocked the door and opened it up. Y/n went straight for the bathroom and Edward heard her gag over the toilet. Sliding off his boots, he hung his denim jacket up and picked up y/n's shoes that she removed when running to the bathroom. He walked to the kitchen, grabbing a sticky note from off the counter and picked up the pen next to it. Scribbling something down, he slapped the note onto the door of the fridge.

'Josh/Aaron=shit'

He grinned, proud of the little reminder he posted up. When the two of them needed to remember something, or communicate with the other, they would leave post-it notes on the fridge. It was usually used to let the other know if there was no milk left, or if a certain food was theirs. But, this worked good too. Edward walked to the bathroom, knocking on the door. Y/n didn't respond, but he heard a flush. The faucet of the sink ran for a little while, and then the door opened up. Y/n's mascara ran down her face slightly.

"You ok?" He asked.

"Y-Yeah...just wanna go to bed..." She mumbled, tears forming in her eyes.

Edward watched as she went to her bedroom, about to turn around to go to his own. Her meek voice caused him to stop, looking back towards her.

"Th-thank you for getting me out of there. I d-don't know why I hang out with those people..." She sniffled.

"Don't thank me, y/n. That's the whole reason I went."

"What reason?"

Edward grinned, pulling out the pocket knife he had in his back pocket. Y/n's eyes widened slightly and she blushed subtly. She felt butterflies in her stomach at the sight.

"To make sure you were safe."

After that incident, y/n felt safer with Edward than she had ever felt with anyone else in her life. Her fascination with Edward turned into full love. Edward felt love towards y/n as well, feeling the urge to protect her at all times. What started off as two roommates finding each other annoying, had evolved into love and adoration. One night, Edward notices how shy y/n is around him. She tells him that she has feelings for him, and he listens to every word of it.

-3 months after moving in-

Y/n sighed, a pen and paper on her desk as she sketched away. She couldn't get his eyes out of her head. His dark, tired, mysterious eyes that hid behind his messy bangs. She giggled as she remembered seeing him in only a towel, recalling how it made her stomach do backflips. A knock at her door snapped her out of her thoughts, causing her to turn down the music that played from her speaker. It was her playlist she listened to when she was in a really happy mood, so basically, it was music that Edward wouldn't listen to. She looked in the mirror, making sure her hair was cute. She was wearing a peachy color oversized t-shirt that she got from a thrift store. It ended just in the middle of her thighs, hiding the cream colored panties she was wearing. Opening the door, she looked up at Edward who stood before her. A dark olive green tank top covered his chest, his arms on display, and a pair of flannel pants hid his legs away. The black socks he wore contrasted heavily against her pink ones.

"Hey, Eddie. D-Do you need something? Is my music too loud?" She asked, feeling sheepish.

"Huh? Oh, no it's not. Uh, I was wondering if you had anything to eat yet? I haven't had something to eat, so I figured I'd just order some pizza or some shit." He said, stretching his arms upwards, revealing his happy trail.

Y/n's eyes trailed down slightly, but quickly flicked back up to his own. She shook her head, clearing her throat. Edward tilted his head to the side slightly.

"Uh, no. I haven't had anything to eat yet. P-Pizza sounds good." She stuttered, trying to hide the notebook that she was drawing by blocking it from his vision.

Edward noticed how awkward she was being, and decided to make it worse, just for fun. He pulled his phone out of his pocket and walked in y/n's room. Sitting down on her bed, he was careful not to sit on any stuffed animals. Last time he did that she nearly ripped his face off. Y/n shyly sat back at her desk, trying to ignore the fact that he was ordering food in her room. However, she took advantage of this and took occasional glances at his eyes, using them as references to get a more accurate drawing of his eyes. Edward watched as she scribbled away, placing the order over the phone. Once it was placed, he hung up and slid the phone back into his pocket. Getting up from the bed, he walked over and looked over y/n's shoulder.

"They said it'll be at least 15 minutes." He briefly explained.

Y/n flinched when she realized he was behind her. Frozen in place, she watched in terror as Edward picked up the notebook, looking at the sketches of his eyes. He chuckled, placing the notebook back down.

"Those are pretty good, you really captured how tired I look all the time." He said, being serious about his compliment.

"Th-Thank you..." She stuttered.

Her heart felt like it was about to burst with him standing behind her. Slowly, she turned around in the chair and stood up. Edward watched as she walked to her bed, picking up a hello kitty plush and fidgeting with it. She looked nervous, and Edward had a good idea as to why. Y/n sat on the edge of her bed, watching as Edward leaned against the wall that was directly in front of her.

"Um, E-Edward?" She asked.

"Uh huh?"

"There's something I need to tell you..."

He nodded, grabbing y/n's chair from her desk. Pulling it towards him, he sat in it, getting close to her. She felt her heart race, the moment feeling intimate with him being in front of her. Letting out a shaky breath, y/n fidgeted with the plush in her lap.

"W-When I first moved in with you...I was really skeptical..." She started.

He listened intently, spreading his legs slightly as he leaned back into the chair. Y/n swallowed, her throat suddenly feeling dry. His presence was enough to make y/n feel anxious.

"But, I c-couldn't help but notice that I had f-feelings...for you..." She mumbled.

"Oh really?" He asked, not surprised at all.

"Y-Yeah...I think I...I think I love you...Edward..."

He nodded, his glasses glinting from the fairy lights that were hung in y/n's room. She anxiously awaited his response. Her eyes stayed on him as he stood up, pushing the chair back to where he got it from. Taking a few steps, he stood directly in front of y/n. Sighing, he knelt down, looking up at her as he gently held her hands in his.

"I know you love me, y/n. I've known for a while. I've felt the same." He said, rubbing over her knuckles with his thumbs.

Y/n's eyes widened and she felt heat rush to her cheeks. She was stunned by his gentle demeanor, not used to it. He was usually gruff and blunt. Sure, he could be nice and caring every now and then, but this time he was being vulnerable.

"You mean..."

"Yes, y/n. I love you, too." He reassured, kissing her hand.

Y/n gasped softly, unable to comprehend what was happening before her. She watched as he reached his hand up slowly, cupping the side of her face in his palm. He hummed to himself, the music that played softly in the background providing a nice ambience, even if it was y/n's hyperpop music.

"I don't know how else to ask you, y/n, so I'll just say it." He said, sitting up, meeting her eye line.

"Will you be my girlfriend? I probably made that sound like we're in middle school, but whatever." He chuckled.

Y/n nodded frantically.

Edward smiled, looking down at her lips. Brushing his thumb over them, he sighed. Y/n looked at his as well, wondering how they would feel against hers.

"May I kiss you?" He asked.

"Yes, please."

Leaning in, he tilted his head slightly. His lips met with y/n's in a soft embrace. His hand held the sides of her face gently as y/n's slithered around his neck. She sighed in delight as he pulled away, completely enamored with his entire being.

"You're so heavenly, y/n. My angel on earth." He cooed, dimples showing as he smiled.

"Oh, Edward..." Y/n giggled.

"Why don't you and I go watch a movie while we wait for the pizza, hm?" He asked.

"That sounds good. What movie?" Y/n asked, grabbing Edward's hand as he helped her up.

Y/n tossed the hello kitty plush back on the bed. Turning off the music that was playing, she followed her boyfriend out of the room. Edward thought for a moment, running a hand through his hair. As they walked, y/n caught whiff of his scent and nearly melted. She hated the smell of smoke, but when it came from Edward mixed with pine, leather, and green tea, she couldn't resist.

"Let's watch a horror movie, is that ok with you?"

Y/n nodded.

"I love horror movies, I had a huge crush on Stu Macher for a long time. Still kinda do..."

"Oh, you're one of those girls." He winked.

Y/n blushed, sticking her tongue out at him. The two of them sat down on the couch, the only light in the room coming from the fairy lights that y/n convinced Edward to hang on the wall behind the T.V. Y/n snuggled against his chest, feeling him sigh under her touch. He rested his hand on her thigh as he wrapped his around around her. Y/n watched as Edward put on Friday The 13th. As the movie played, y/n giggled, the feeling vibrating through Edward's chest.

"What's so funny, squirt?" He asked.

"Nothing, I just can't believe we're dating now. I'm just super happy!"

"I'm happy too, angel." He cooed, kissing the top of her head.

A knock on the door made them both look away from the T.V. Edward got up, letting y/n stay on the couch. He smiled as he saw her watching the movie from the corner of his eye as he opened the door. Flipping through his wallet, he pulled out 15 dollars, 10 dollars for the pizza and 5 as a tip. He always tipped people who worked in customer service. Edward was a really friendly person, but he looked like he could rip your throat out. So, the pizza delivery guy was quick to leave. He looked at y/n and faked a surprised face as he showed her the pizza, y/n giggled and got up from the couch. Edward placed the box on the kitchen table.

"Go ahead and start eating, I'm gonna get some water. Do you want some?" He asked.

"Oh, yes please!"

Edward poured two glasses of water, bringing them back to the table and placing them down. He looked at the T.V and chuckled, looking at y/n as she took a bite of pizza.

"Honestly, if I was a killer and I saw a naked woman in the woods, I'd run away. Do you know how awkward that would be? Like, 'Hey, I know you're basically naked but I kinda wanna kill you...so...you ok with that?' Like, how do you handle that?" He asked.

"Yeah, you're right! That's so weird. I don't care who you are, if you see a naked person in the woods, you're gonna be a little thrown off." She agreed.

The two of them continued to watch the movie, eating their pizza as they did so. Edward stole occasional glances at y/n, smiling every time she laughed or reacted to the movie. Every thing she did made his heart swell. Once he finished eating and y/n finished eating, Edward cleaned up their mess, even though y/n offered to do it. The movie came to an end as Edward finished cleaning up, and y/n gave him a kiss on the cheek. He repeated the gesture, saying good night before he walked to his room. Y/n grabbed his hand, frowning as she looked at him. He chuckled and tilted his head to the side.

"What's wrong, angel?"

"Where are you going?" She asked.

"To bed...?"

"Well, um, can you sleep with me tonight?" She mumbled sheepishly.

Edward smirked, nodding as he embraced her in a hug. Y/n smiled and pulled away, running to her room quickly. Humming to himself, Edward turned off all the lights that were still on, turning the T.V off as well. He did a double check of all the windows of the apartment and the front door, making sure they were closed and locked up.

"Eddie, come on! I moved my stuffed animals for you!" She called.

"I'm coming angel, just double checking things." He said, walking to y/n's room.

Stepping inside, he saw that y/n moved all of the stuffed animals on the bed to the corner of her room, all in a pile. However, she did leave a worn out rabbit on the bed, something from her childhood. Edward had to admit, her bed looked extremely cozy with all the fluffy blankets and plump pillows she had. Y/n went into her bathroom, brushing her teeth. Edward forgot about that, and quickly went to his bathroom to do the same. Once he came back, he saw that y/n laid flat across the bed, head hanging off the other side. She was stretching her back out in a comical way. Smirking to himself, Edward crouched down and attacked her thighs with kisses. Y/n shrieked and shot up instantly. Edward looked up at her from his position on the ground, watching her face turn red. The subtle muscles in his arms were flexed from how his arms were propped up. Y/n couldn't help but stare at them, squeezing her thighs together at the sight. Edward noticed and raised an eyebrow, finding the movement to be curious. Testing it, he pushed himself up with his hands, making sure to flex his arms as he did so, and lo and behold, y/n couldn't look away. Chuckling, Edward looked down at her thighs and hummed at how gently she rubbed them together.

"What are you doing there, hun?" He asked.

Y/n looked away, blushing. Firmly, yet softly, Edward moved her chin to force her to look at him. His eyes were soft as he looked into hers, seeing how nervous she was.

"You just...you make me feel hot. And I get..." She trailed.

Edward placed his hands on her thighs, looking up at her for approval. She nodded, breath hitching as he spread her legs slightly. His expression was understanding, knowing that y/n never did anything sexual with someone before. He wasn't sure if she had done anything to herself, she obviously knew about being turned on, so most likely she has.

"...wet?" He finished smoothly.

Y/n nodded, face beet red as she watched him massage her thighs. He planted a kiss on her inner thigh, feeling goosebumps rise on her skin. Edward could feel her shiver under his touch and it drove him wild. Standing up slowly, he looked down at her. Her little bambi eyes gazed up in his baggy eyes. He brought his hand down and stroked her hair.

"You make me so...hot and bothered, Eddie. I just...please..." She sighed desperately.

"Oh, you precious thing..." Edward cooed, reaching down and stroking her hair.

Y/n's eyes were wide and her mouth was slightly agape. He chuckled, trailing his hand away from her hair and down to her chin. Gently, he pulled at y/n's bottom lip with his thumb. Y/n squeezed her thighs together once again.

"Do you want me to fuck you?" He asked sweetly, a hint of desire lacing his tone.

Y/n whimpered, breathing heavily. She didn't even know how to respond to his question. It was so bold and blunt, something that he was able to be with ease. But y/n had a hard time with that, unable to get her thoughts out fully. She nodded, lips forming a pitiful pout. Edward bent back down to her level, grabbing her leg gently and lifting it up. Slowly, he trailed kisses up her shin, over her knee, and up to the bottom of her thigh. Y/n shivered at the feeling of his lips against her skin.

"Yeah? You want me to fuck you, angel? I need to hear you say it."

"Y-Yes, Eddie, please..." She whined.

"I'll give it to you angel, I promise. I'm going to show you what sex is, what it means, and I'll show you how much I love you through it."

Y/n breathed heavily, watching as he stood back up. Glancing out of y/ns room, he looked back at her.

"I need to get something, hun. I'll be right back." He said.

Y/n watched as he left the room, hearing him opening drawers in his own. She took this as an opportunity to catch her breath, even though she figured she'd lose it again within a few minutes. As Edward came back in the room, y/n saw that he had a condom in his hand.

"If I'm going to take your virginity, I'm going to be safe about it." He said.

Y/n smiled at him, appreciating how thoughtful and responsible he was being. She would be lying if she said she wasn't nervous. But, knowing that Edward would be the one popping her cherry, she felt comfortable. Safe. In the right hands.

"Are you sure you want to do this, angel? If it's something you don't want, then I won't do it. I don't need sex from you, I'm happy just being in love with you." He said.

"Y-Yes, Ed. I'm sure. I want this. I want to do this with you." She reassured.

Edward nodded as he placed the condom on the nightstand. In one fluid motion, he removed his tank top, his bare chest on display. Y/n shivered as he let his pants fall to the ground as well. The bulge in his boxers was evident, and it caused her eyes to widen. Sitting down next to her, he patted his lap. Y/n took the invitation gladly, straddling his lap. Edward brushed a piece of hair out of her face, looking deep into her eyes.

"You're so beautiful, you know that?"

Y/n blushed, about to say something before being cut off by Edward's lips. She melted into the kiss, hooking her arms around his neck. His hands trailed down from her shoulders to her lower back. Sliding his hand under her shirt, he rubbed circles into her skin.

"Have you ever been given oral, angel? It's ok if you haven't." He said.

Y/n shook her head.

"Do you want it?"

She nodded quickly, the idea of Edward's lips over her pussy making her whimper softly. He smiled, kissing her forehead before gently flipping her over on her back. Letting her legs hang over the edge of the bed, Edward closed her legs, hooking his thumbs under the fabric of her panties. Y/n sat up, holding his hands in place. Looking up at her, he cooed.

"Honey, I'm not going to judge you. You're perfect just the way you are."

Y/n nodded, releasing her grip on Edward's hands. Propping herself up on her elbows, he watched as Edward pulled her panties off, placing them beside her on the bed. With his palms, he spread open her legs, looking at her center. He let out a shaky breath, kissing her thighs.

"Just like I figured. Perfect." He said.

Leaning forward, Edward let his breath fan against her soaked core. She shivered, hips bucking simply from his breath. Slowly, he let his tongue roll out of his mouth, placing it against her. Y/n moaned and gripped the sheets. Letting her get used to the feeling, he massaged her hips. After a few moments, he licked a stripe in between her folds. When she bucked her hips again, he held her legs down firmly. Edward began to suck at her clit, tongue flicking over it occasionally. He was fluid with his movements, making sure it wasn't too overwhelming for her. Y/n reached down and tugged at Edward's hair, signaling for him to stop. Groaning at the sensation, he pulled away from her legs. His lips glistened with her arousal, wiping it off with his thumb before licking it off. Y/n was panting heavily, face flushed.

"You did so good, angel. How did that feel?" He asked, rubbing her thighs softly.

"S-So good..." She gasped.

"I'm glad, darling. Are you ready for more?" He asked.

Swallowing a lump in her throat, she nodded. Her thighs were coated in her slick and Edward's saliva. It served as a lubrication for Edward as he gently slid his finger between her folds, letting it coat his finger with the wetness.

"Ok, I'll be slow. You'll probably feel a small stretch, ok? I'm just going to use one finger." He explained.

"Ok, Eddie. I trust you."

Just like he said, he slowly pushed his pointer finger inside of her. Wanting her to slowly adjust, he only went down to his first knuckle. Y/n whimpered, the sensation a new feeling to her. Edward pushed in to his second knuckle, causing y/n to gasp. After a few more seconds, he slid his entire finger inside her. Y/n's back arched.

"How's that feel? Does it hurt, baby?" He checked.

"N-No, just pressure...so good...m-more?" She asked.

"You want more, are you sure?"

"Yes!" She cried.

Obliging, Edward slid his middle finger inside of her. Y/n yelped, panting as he slowly pumped in and out of her. The pace was slow enough that she could handle it but not too fast to where it hurt. It was perfect, almost like he knew her body inside and out. He smirked.

"Can I do something?" He asked.

Y/n nodded.

Edward stretched his fingers out in a scissoring motion, watching y/n squeal and arch her back. He reveled in the sight of her pleasure, slowly repeating the motion as he pumped inside of her. After she got used to it, he pulled out, laughing at her whines. She grabbed his hand, putting it back between her legs. He pulled it away, shaking his head.

"Angel, don't you want me? Or, are you still not ready for it?" He asked, lifting her shirt up slightly and placing a kiss on her tummy.

"N-No, I want it! 'M just nervous..." She mumbled.

"Aw, pretty girl. I told you I'd be gentle with you. I'm going to take good care of you, I promise you. You just need to trust me, angel."

Y/n nodded.

"Ok, but if I say stop you'll stop right?" She asked.

"Of course, sweetheart."

She smiled, feeling better about what was to come. Edward gently picked her up, placing her head down on her pillow. Reaching over to his side, he grabbed the condom off the nightstand. Y/n grabbed the hem of her shirt, looking up at Edward.

"Only if you want to, y/n." He said.

She nodded, slowly lifting it up over her head. Y/n tossed it to the side. Edward looked down at her as he straddled her lap. His eyes scanned her chest, leaning down and placing kisses over it.

"You're so beautiful, y/n. I mean that." He said, in awe of the woman below him.

Y/n leaned forward, grabbing onto the waistband of Edward's boxers. He smiled at her eagerness. Nodding, he let her pull them down. Her eyes widened as his dick popped out, causing her breath to hitch. She swallowed a lump in her throat. Leaning forward, she opened her mouth. Laughing, Edward pushed her back gently. Sliding his boxers off completely, he dropped them on the ground.

"No, not tonight y/n. Tonight is about you. You're all I care about tonight." He hummed.

She nodded, watching as he opened up the wrapper for the condom. Placing the trash on the night stand, Edward rolled the condom over his dick. He hissed at the contact, twitching in his hand. Y/n shuddered at the thought of it inside of her. But, it also exhilarated her.

"Are you ready, angel? If you've changed your mind, that's perfectly fine."

"Eddie, please, I need you..." She whined.

Shivering, he nodded and lined himself up with her. He propped himself up on his right arm, cupping y/n's face with his left hand. He counted down from 3, making sure y/n wasn't caught off guard. Groaning, he slowly slid inside of her, only pushing the tip inside. Y/n moaned, reaching up and hooking her fingers in his hair.

"Oh, fuck. Angel, you're so tight. A-Are you ok...?" He asked.

Y/n nodded, taking deep breaths.

"Y-Yeah, I'm ok. Keep going, j-just slow. I want it all..."

Edward nodded, doing as she said. Slowly, his dick pushed inside her, inch by inch. The feeling of her walls stretching around him made him roll his eyes back, burying his face into the crook of her neck. He whimpered in her ear, lifting y/n up slightly so he could wrap his arms around her. Y/n whined as she felt him twitch inside of her.

"L-Let me know when you want me to move, baby." He panted.

Edward stilled inside of her, kissing her neck delicately. His heart fluttered as he felt her pulse around him. He had had sex with people before, but it never felt meaningful. So, right now, in this moment, Edward felt absolutely enamored with the girl below him. His girlfriend. He wanted to show her how much he loved her, and he wanted it to be exactly what she wanted it to be. He wasn't the type to listen to anyone, but he would do anything y/n asked. He would do anything for his angel.

"E-Eddie...I'm ready, please." She panted.

Edward nodded, slowly pulling back and pushing inside of her. Each thrust was gentle and loving, not wanting to be too harsh with her. Y/n moaned underneath him, tightening around him as he kept a steady pace. Scratching at his back, y/n groaned.

"I want it faster, please!" She pleaded.

Edward knew he was going slow, but he was worried about hurting her. Moaning, he picked up his pace, hips slapping against hers. Y/n continued to moan underneath him, begging and crying for more. She wanted it faster and harder. Propping himself up on both of his hands, he hovered over her.

"Are you sure, angel? I don't want to hurt you."

"Eddie, I'm sure. Please, I wanna cum! Please! I need you so bad, Eddie please..." She whined, her voice desperate and pitiful.

He let out a guttural groan as he reared back and rutted up into her. Edward watched as her eyes rolled back, scratching at his shoulder blades. His mouth opened slightly as he maintained his harsh pace, whimpering at the sound of her moans and whines.

"Oh f-f-fuck!" Y/n cried out.

"Y-You like this? Does it f-feel good, angel?"

"Oh, fuck, yes d-daddy!"

Edward's eyes widened, a pathetic moan leaving his lips. That name sounded so sinful leaving her mouth. It was laced with a sweet honey that Edward couldn't get enough of. Moaning, he grabbed her hips and quickened his pace.

"I-I'm g-gonna...I think I'm..." She gasped.

"That's good, angel. I'll get you there. H-How do you wanna cum, baby?" He asked in between sloppy thrusts.

"M-Mouth..." Was all she said.

Edward pulled out of her, dropping to his knees off the bed. He pulled her close to him, cupping his mouth over her pussy. Lapping hungrily at her core, he buried his tongue inside of her. Y/n moaned, arching her back as she gripped at his hair. Pulling away, Edward put a finger inside of her, curling it inside of her.

"That's it, cum for me baby. You've got it..." He cooed.

As if on command, y/n let out a loud and erotic moan as her orgasm washed over her. She whimpered as Edward swallowed every bit of her climax, not wanting to waste a single drop. It smeared over his face as he buried his face between her thighs. He acted like he hadn't eaten food in weeks, and her arousal was the only sustenance he could get. It went down his throat like a sweet honey and he wanted more and more. But when there was no more, he pulled away, a string of saliva from her pussy attached to his bottom lip. It broke as he stood up and looked down at y/n. The sight of her naked and run through was enough to bring him to his own orgasm. He groaned, bending over and gripping onto the sheets for stability as he pumped his hot load into the condom. Panting, he let it ride out, a shiver running down his spine when it went away. Pulling the condom off, he tied it and tossed it in the waste bin near y/n's night stand. His glasses were fogged up and he was breathing heavily. Using his fingers, he cleared his glasses and leaned down, kissing the top of y/n's head.

"Ok, I'm gonna pick you up now. Is that ok?" He asked.

She nodded, holding out her arms so it was easier for him. Y/n wasn't the only one who was utterly exhausted from the events that played out. Grunting, Edward placed y/n on the counter top in her bathroom. Grabbing a wash cloth, he dampened it and gently wiped away her climax off his face. After that, he cleaned off the arousal and spit that was smeared over her thighs. Once that was done, he left washed his hands. While he did this, he yawned.

"Make sure you go to the bathroom, ok?"

"M'kay, Eddie."

"I'm gonna get you a new pair of underwear. I'll wait in bed for you, angel. I just want to make sure you're taken care of first." He said.

Leaving the bathroom, Edward closed the door behind him. Grabbing his boxers, he put them back on. Yawning, he didn't even bother with trying to find his tank top as he went to y/n's dresser. Opening different drawers, he looked until he found the one with y/n's underwear. He was surprised to see she had lacey panties, but he didn't pick one of those. Looking through, found one pair that looked like it would be the most comfortable. He grabbed y/'s shirt from off the floor and placed them on the bed. He groaned, realizing that he needed to brush his teeth.

"Hey angel, I'm going to brush my teeth again ok?"

"Wow, did I taste that bad?" She joked.

"Haha." He mumbled to himself as he went to his bedroom.

He was quick with brushing his teeth, wanting to get under the covers with y/n. Rinsing his mouth out of the toothpaste, he left his room and came back to y/n's. He was happy to see that she put on the clothes he laid out and got in bed. He closed the bedroom door behind him.

"Do you sleep with those lights on?" He asked, gesturing to the fairy lights that hung around her room.

She nodded. Edward smiled and turned off the main bedroom light, leaving the fairy lights on. Feeling cold, he was quick to get in bed behind y/n, drawing her close to his chest. She turned around, nuzzling into his chest.

"That was amazing, Edward." Y/n smiled.

"I'm really glad I could do that for you, y/n. I wanted it your first time to be special."

"Well, it was. You made me feel so comfortable. You talked me through the whole thing, I really appreciated that. I was super nervous."

"Of course I guided you through it, I wasn't going to leave you in the dark."

"You're so sweet..."

"By the way, no, you did not taste bad. Quite the opposite actually." He hummed.

"Yeah, you were acting like it was a four course meal." She giggled.

"Uh, cause it was. Speaking of, I didn't get any desert. Can I snack on a couple of your fingers? I'll leave you your pinkies." He joked, opening his mouth, about to put her fingers in his mouth.

"What?! No! You weirdo!" She laughed, snatching her hand away from him.

He scoffed, rolling on his back and staring at the ceiling. Crossing his arms over his chest, he mumbled to himself, pretending to be mad. Y/n rolled her eyes, resting her head on his bare chest. Humming, he stroked her hair.

"Fine. I won't eat your fingers. Yet..."

"Mmm, well give me a heads up when you're about to, ok? I'd like to say good bye to them." He said.

"Are you really that attached to your fingers?" He asked.

"Yeah, why wouldn't I? They let me grab things."

"True. That's a good point. Well, how about I just give a you a kiss. I think that'll be a good desert."

"Hmm, I guess that's ok." She giggled.

Edward rolled his eyes as he kissed her gently. Humming to himself, he held her close to him, rubbing her back. She sighed, warmth flooding her body as he embraced her. Both of their eyes grew heavy as they felt comfort in each other's presence.

"I love you, Eddie."

"I love you too, y/n."

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rockintapper · 2 months

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te sec2ond one

ok so basically i say whar i think about rhythm heavem chatacters. starting with Tengoku brcuase why nawt

readmore ebcuase this posr long as hell!!!!! please work this time

karate joe: hi kasper the he <3 i wana hug him,

hair vegetables: what Thr fcuk

sarge: idk. attention march

squadmates: petar

air batter AIRBATTERR 💕💞💕💞💕💕💞💕💞💕💕💞💕💞💕💞💞💕💞

space umpire: perpetual smiler

the clappy trio: your sequel stinks!!!! /sillay i love your wigs

sneaky spirits: get bow and arrow'd l plud ratio /j

samurai steve: hi sage hes really cool actual6 #chilling

yokai (the thingies the samurai slices): pe uliar little cratures. up to no good

rats: thr cheese

ms. whiskers: THE FIRST CAT EVER!!!!!!!!!!!

sick beats doctor/dr. cutlery: hes vibing ong. why do you hsve an endless game

thr viruses: leav that litlle guy alone >:(!!!!!!!

yellow organism (sick beats): little guye :) dj yelo

the donpans: theyre all dating your honor

yagura-chan: spiteful luttle child i love her. may she grow up and pan

mahou tsukai: hi rocket The WIZARB!!!! magic autism

ojou-chan: flowers autism

the monster (wizard's waltz): STOP EATING MY PLANTS

pengiuns (showtime): yhe dillays i love them they deerve the worl

monkey (showtime): i just read about him. gonna make him explode now

rabbit: boing boing boing boing boing b

tram and pauline/poline: hi cheese THE FOXES the foxes ever hth foxes ever the

space gramps: i widh he was my grangpa 💔 /j

space dancers: pa-pa-pa-PUNCH! put some respect on my boys plea

q maou: AAGH. AAH. AAHHG. AG

contestant: hi 56 hes. hes jist like me frfr /hj

play-yan: hi sunny i really liek. his uh level. minigame. wharever it s called its like. really calming. unless im Going for a Perfect!

mini chounin (power caligraphy): the dancing dancers

akai mono (polyrhythm): i uh. i dont have anything about these thangs. what

RAPMEN: YO. SANJI DESUKA

urakata aki to ki (bouncy road): my children. i love them. i would Kill for th

spheroids (bouncy road): you have a page? on the rh wiki? what?

ninja and the lord (ninja no shison/ninja bodyguard): augh

toss boys: hi ninety The toss bous. they hehheeh3he hugs ao-kun

yuka: YIPPR YIPEEE YIPEE YIPEEEE YIPEEEOEIRIRJ HI T YUKAIEJEBE ^_^ totally isnt dating a tall tapper shes totally not dating a tall ta /lie

giraffe: dont fucking look at me like that

tanaka (ninja reincarnate): AAHHHHHAHAHAEHRHDSHSHEHD /VPOS I LOVE HIM IDK WHERE THIS LOVE FOR HIM CAME FROM BUT I LOVR HIM

kanojo: ypure in good hands. mostly. (cant get the fast part of ninja reincarnate)

waru mono (ninja reincarnate): w,,ario?? w

soshiSOSHIIIIIIII SSOHIIIIII SOSIIOOII SOSHIII EOSBSISI SHSOHSHSIJSSOSHUSII SHSOOSIUSHISJS SOOHSIIII SOSHIII SSOSHISJEOWSHIWJEOWJWJSJSSJEJESK SOSHSISB SSOSHHS

cosmic girl: Rude™ (/hc). may also be the commander in amrching oerders 2,

cosmic dancers: space dancers HATE THEM! /silly

TH RAPP WOEMNEKENENNE kan sbejebdjeTHR RPA WOMRN THEJEBR YURIIIIIIIII JRIIII YUEIII YUIII!!! YHRIIII hi cheese

MAN-K: mN i lovr him hes so cool dud e whaha

biribiriuo (night walk 2): STOP ELECTROCUTING PLAY YAN 💔💔💔💔

usamimi maki sensei: i love the face she makes whe n i press a button too earlu/late. may also be cosmic girl

space rabbits: ive seen you in waroiware.... pets yu

buta-san (tengoku remix 7): pigy :]

barista: i hc his voice is jasmine wright's from the rh iceberg

people at the café: only (canon) black person in the entire series helooo

neko machine: meow. meow. meow.meow owah owah mah? mah? o-mah? m

honse machien: wha,

love-san: suki (cheering)

mr. upbeat: hi tomano tucking him in giving him a goodnight kiss and a glass of milk <3

mannequin; i wonder what game yoyll be in the futue

anata: hi 56 i love his goofy ass smile go girl give us everything

drum girls: wait whered they come fro

samurai drummer: no way. it Tsunk

samurai drummer's band: i did not know you existed hello??

oba-chan: protect. protect. protect.

pwner: Kill. Kill. Kill Kill. Kill. Kill. Ki

producer: who tf are you? what? wait lemme rrad about yo7 furst

im back. music autism

ok thats all the characters in rhythm tengok!!! thanks for Did yiu read all of tjis? zamn!! congrats dude /gn

#long post #rhythm tengoku #rhythm heaven

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donutsupremacy · 2 months

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Shut up

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Summary

"Your finals are over! To celebrate, you and your friends decide to have a drink and relax at a bar, to chat and catch up with eachother on the lost time spent on studying your lives away. Though, you probably drank more than you did talk and... wait, where did your friends go?... And what is that piece of shit doing here!?"

Warnings/Spoilers:

Modern/College AU

GN!Reader

Kinda NSFW (But not escalating anything more than fantasies, still explicit tho)

Drunk and unhinged reader

Alcohol

Harrassment

Dottore

Blackmailing

Drugs, stalking and non-con r*pe (Mentioned)

Lot and l o t s of swearing

Fluff because I need some in my life

Possessive and jealous Kaeya

Kaeya kinda toxic mean and a lil brat but we love morally grey men who treats other ppl like shit and only treats their [S/O] like a queen uwu

also kaeya is down bad

A/N: I just wanted to make a 'sit on my face' joke for Kaeya

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Another shot down the hatch.

The taste of bitter alcohol flowing down your throat before it settles warmly into your system. You grunted quietly, placing the glass down onto the table as your eyes fluttered.

Your eyes sweep across the bar, vision slightly blurred. You don't recognise any of these people.

This was a shitty decision; Drinking away the remaining stress after your finals? Why were you even celebrating, you don't even know your results yet! You don't even know if you've reached the passsing mark!... Well, the mere thought just got you stressed again.

"...Another one won't hurt..." You quietly mumbled for the umpteenth time, your hand lazily patting the smooth surface of the table in search of the bottle of alcohol. You paused, raising your head as you realized the bottle was gone, the table empty except for the box of napkins and horrendously ugly table decorations.

Right... your friends left and took the bottle with them, some of them got drunk and passed out, forcing the others to help drag them back home. Why did you even reassure that you're fine? How drunk were they to think you would be fine alone without any form of transportation or safety? You're practically wasted, your head swaying and your eyes wincing at particularly bright, your senses were numb.

Luckily, the music wasn't booming so loudly in your ear, it was replaced with jazz music— Something about jazz night. At least it was soft enough to have mercy on your eardrums and brain.

"...I should... call..." You grumble to no one in particular, the lingering taste of bitter alcohol remaining on your taste buds, you slowly fished your phone out of your pocket and decided to call an acquaintance to pick you up. However, your vision remained blurred, unable to unlock your phone as your fingers felt weak and kept sliding across the screen at the wrong time, failing to input the password several times.

"Damn it." You sighed, lazily stuffing your phone back into your pocket in defeat.

No biggie, your campus was only 20 minutes away from the bar. You've gone through the same route every day just to get some coffee at the café across the bar and back to the dorms, you can just... follow the route back to campus.

As much as you'd like another sip, your mind— clinging onto the last bits of your consciousness, tells you that you've been intoxicated enough and should lay off on any drinks, lest you would want to worsen your hangover in the morning. Or end up passing out in the middle of the streets.

Just as you were about to grab your bag and leave, a young man settles right beside your seat. You got a strong whiff of his scent... why did he smell like chemicals and medicine?

"S-Someone's using too much hand sanitizer lately..." You mumbled a little too loudly.

A velvety and slightly deep voice from the man erupts from his throat, followed by a chuckle. "It's not hand sanitizer, sweetheart... It's ethanol." He spoke, his fingers drumming against the table as he subtly scoots closer to you.

You were about to sass back, saying you didn't ask and to fuck off— until you were met with a pair of blood red eyes and baby blue hair.

And you have absolutely no idea who he is. But he's kinda hot.

"Say, sweetheart... you seem to be quite out of it... Low tolerance?" He muses, tone laced with amusement and teasing, an unsettling smirk creeping onto his lips.

"L-Low tolerance my ass!" You hissed, feeling your face grow warm at his remark. God did he remind you of Kaeya. That smug face bastard with a sharp tongue. Hell, your vision was blurry enough that you would've thought that was Kaeya himself— if it weren't for those red eyes reminding you that Kaeya's eyes weren't red, plus his hair was the wrong shade of blue. "Fuck this, I'm leaving."

The stranger sighs, a glass of classic red wine in his hands as he lightly swirls it in small circles, the blood red liquid swaying with each tilt as though to hypnotise you. He turns his body slightly to face you, an elbow resting on the table. "Now, now, sweetheart... You're stumbling and slurring. Just how do you think you'll make it back safely without accidentally tripping over a rock or something and ruining that pretty face of yours?"

You slowly stood up from your seat and stilled, swaying slightly because your mind felt like a bundle of mess and confusion. Your senses and body coordination were numb and delayed, all you could focus on was trying not to pass out as you were getting pissed by the second. Or throw up as your head starts to throb.

Your patience was wearing thin, this guy was only making your headache worse. Is he doing this intentionally? Because if he is, then he's doing a good job provoking you.

"You're better off just sleeping in the bar rather than risk yourself so late at night. A college student, I presume? You wanna get mugged out there cause you're wasted?" The man teased.

You clicked your tongue, groaning as you leaned against the table slightly for leverage. "Man... what do you want?" You weren't in the mood. You're drunk, you're sweaty, you're dizzy, you're tired, you smelled like shit— all you wanted to do was go back home and sleep your intoxication away, let future [Name] deal with this in the morning.

But you were getting harrassed by a random stranger, taking advantage of your drunken self by ticking you off so you would end up tiring yourself by arguing with him. You were far too out of it to register the thought of someone harrassing you, you just thought this guys was pretty annoying.

"Straightforward, that's pretty hot~" The blue haired man chuckles. "My name is Dottore... I'm the doctor from the clinic a few blocks from here. I always see someone with pretty [colour] eyes walk by the window and to the café. And on special occasions, I see them visiting this bar in such gorgeous attire— you seem to match that description."

"Ok, and? There's probably a hundred more people with the same eye colour as me a-and does whatever you just said." You raised a brow, your eyelids growing heavy the more he speaks, struggling to not close your eyes for too long or else you'd likely black out.

"You seem like such a sweet person... how about you and I go grab a drink sometime?" Dottore offers out of the blue, suddenly placing a hand on your waist, elicting a startled yelp from you as he pulls you closer. He forces you to straddle his lap, it was easy since you were losing balance because of the alcohol weakening your strength.

"Or, we could skip straight to the good stuff and head back to my apartment~"

Damn, he was hot admittedly... but there was no way in hell you would agree to sleep with some random doctor you had just met! This guy looks like he's about to be in his 40s!

And you weren't the only one uncomfortable.

Not so far from you was Kaeya, who was quietly drinking his usual alone in a more secluded part of the bar.

He was just observing people the whole time, wanting some alone time for himself after the finals— but also hoping to find some juicy gossip to talk about with his friends. Things were pretty dry lately, and he's gotta keep up his little title as 'The guy with who knows millions of secrets and gossip'. A dumb title, but it's something to be proud of when he can practically blackmail everyone.

Kaeya immediately noticed you and your friends when you came in, but he chose not to single you out as he knew you would both end up arguing, which would probably result in both of you getting kicked out of the bar.

Plus, seeing you drunk was a rare treat. You're like a feisty little chihuahua. A ball of angry cuteness. Seeing you drunkenly slurring your words made you look like such a little defenseless and confused bunny.

It was fun pissing you off, both sober and drunk. It's like angering a kitten; All hiss and no bite, it's just too cute to pass up the opportunity to whisper a snide remark about your grades or give you that little mocking smirk as he eyes you up and down. You're hot when you're angry.

Though, as much as he loves hearing you angrily nag at him, perhaps one day he could hear that voice of yours whimper or moan in pleasure.

It's unfortunate that he couldn't even get the chance to try and tease you before that random doctor appeared.

Kaeya had seen this guy before, having sat near him a couple on times out of coincidence. Like a professional, he instinctively listened in on his conversations with his peers and familiars, or while he was on the phone. Dottore sure loves to boast about successfully 'stealing and combining' valuable DNA from various pretty people and aristocrats visiting his clinic, he was sure this doctor was either a pervert or doing really shady business about 'Spliced DNA'. Probably both.

Despite the distance between the two of you being not too far, he wasn't close enough to hear what he was saying, relying on reading your lips and his.

And Kaeya has to admit— you have really pretty lips...

But what made him lose his cool was seeing the man suddenly placing his hands on you. Not a moment to soon, he slammed his cup down and quickly got up from his seat, the chair scraping against the floor and startling some people nearby. Though, they didn't dare speak up, seeing the scowl on his face and the obvious raging fire in his periwinkle eyes.

All under the guise of a half-assed smile on his face.

"I'm sorry, sir— but I think you have something that belongs to me?" Kaeya spoke in polite and calm tone, a hand fumbling inside his pocket as the other leaned against the table.

Dottore raised a brow and his grin falls, an unamused look plastered on his face. Meanwhile, you stopped struggling, needing a few seconds to stare at Kaeya and mentally register that smug look on his face. Though, you were too wasted to recognise the manacing aura that surrounded him, and the way his eyes— full of fury— bore into Dottore's.

"Oh god, wh-why are you everywhere!?" You hissed, narrowing your eyes into a glare, gritting your teeth.

"I should be asking why you're following me everywhere, kitty." Kaeya teased, emphasising his favorite pet name for you, flashing you a wink and a smirk that made you slur out incomprehensible gibberish in retaliation— though, once his eyes dimmed with irritation upon landing on Dottore again, his lips dropped into a frown.

"Pardon me, you mean them?" Dottore questioned, his tone laced with amusement as he kept one arm wrapped firmly around your waist, the other grabbing his wine cup and taking a slow sip of his drink— almost torturously slow, as though to taunt Kaeya. "Apologies— I don't see your name written anywhere on them."

"Neither do I see yours." Kaeya quips without hesitation.

His hand on the table balls into a fist, it was hard holding himself back from punching this weirdo and dragging you away from him.

"Scram, you fucking kids can't resist being so nosy and pry into someone else's business, can you?" Dottore grumbled, pulling you closer to his chest by your waist. You clicked your tongue, swatting your hand at his chest, it does nothing but annoy Dottore a little.

"You mean your shady ass business about drugging people and splicing DNA with other freaky stuff to sell on the black market?" Kaeya retorted. "And god knows what you've been doing after your clients are unconscious. Those 'sore bodies' and 'wet spots' they wake up with don't seem like mere coincidences to me."

Kaeya's lips curved into a smug grin, taunting and mocking people like Dottore who had no chance for a rebuttal was fun, especially you. But hey, anything to keep you safe.

Dottore slams his cup down onto the table, nudging you off his lap as his hands reaches out to grab Kaeya by the lapels. "Listen here, you fucking brat, I don't know what you've poked your shit covered nose into— but you just drew a target on your head."

"You stay out of my way and keep your mouth shut about my experiments, or I'll be slicing your balls off. Or would you rather have some valuable information of yours on the black market?" Dottore scowls, but that doesn't deter Kaeya's composure.

"H-Hey!... If anyone's gonna kick Kaeya's ass, i-it's gonna be me!" You hissed, disregarding the situation because you're feeling a lot more dazed now that there's a conversation going on.

"Kitty, just sit there and look pretty, M'kay?" Kaeya hummed casually, gripping onto Dottore's wrist as he glared right into his eyes with a sneer. "Sure thing, doc... but lemme remind you; My brother's on duty tonight and he wouldn't mind calling for those big and bulky men, that work for him, on your ass."

"After all... I've already got all the proof I needed." Kaeya adds, pulling out his phone, the screen displaying a recording app that had been recording the whole conversation. He slides a finger across the screen to show a number of recording with 'Creepy doctor' as the titles, he sure had a lot of blackmail material on everyone. "And this conversation isn't the only one." He hums after stuffing it back into his pocket before Dottore could steal it.

"Brat..." Dottore hisses. "Creep." Kaeya retorts.

As much as Dottore would like to rip Kaeya's head off, he knew better than to make a scene in the middle of a bar full of people and risk getting investigated. That would put both his job and experiments on the line.

The doctor begrudgingly lets Kaeya go and leans back on his chair, and it just boosted your blue haired rival's ego even more

Kaeya wraps one arm around your waist, pulling you closer to him. You froze, his warmth was undeniable comfortable and nice, it was unmistakably Kaeya— and that got you flustered enough to squirm. But Kaeya was more focused on keeping you safe first.

"Well, I'll be taking my leave and my [S/O]." Your blue haired rival hums.

"If I see you again, I'm going to kill you." Dottore threatened, his eyes narrowing with irritation when Kaeya only laughs boldly at his face.

"Only you can hope to be seen anywhere near here again." Kaeya sneers, before dragging you off by the waist.

Just as he predicted, Kaeya tightened his grip around your waist, careful to not hurt you but firm enough to prevent you from wriggling out of his grasp.

"K-Kaeya, jesus christ... do I look l-like some goddamn wooden plank to you!? Let me go!" You barked, slamming your fist against his arm in a pathetic attempt to free yourself.

He chuckles, continuing to walk while dragging you out of the club, waving a lazy hand to his brother— who sent a judgemental look at the blue haired male for handling his own crush improperly. But he returns to his work, Kaeya's shenanigans was not his shenanigans.

"So feisty~ Did you drink a whole wine factory or something?" Kaeya teased, opening the door to his car as he carefully placed you inside. Becore you could even think about lunging at him, he swiftly fastened the seatbelt across your body and closed the door.

"Did you... fight a cat or something? You look like shiiiiiiiit!" You dragged out, leaning your head on the window as Kaeya gets in the driver's seat. He chuckles, locking the doors in case you decide to be drunk and stupid.

[Time skip]

It was a surprisingly quiet car ride back to his place.

He occasionally spares a glance at you, his gaze softening each time when he noticed you're just sleeping peacefully, quiet snores being the only noise from you.

The car reeks of alcohol, but he was used to it since he drinks just as much as you do.

He had his blazer draped over your body, keeping you warm and comfy, you looked adorable when you're unknowingly snuggling into his clothing without realizing you're basically cuddling someone you loathed for the past few years... Did you just sniff his blazer a few times?

Thankfully, his brother wouldn't be back until near midnight. It would be just you and him... just like his perverted little fantasies he had about you.

Though, he was kind of disappointed that you were intoxicated. It'd be so much more fun fucking your brains out until you're reduced into nothing but a blabbering, stupid mess as he pounds into you from behind.

But no, it wouldn't be fair if you weren't aware or able to consent. Plus, his brother would be pissed if he knew Kaeya was taking advantage of someone defenseless.

Maybe next time when you're sober, he muses.

Kaeya tried to carefully carry you out from the car bridal style, so he could bring you inside for a more comfortable bed to rest on.

Unfortunately, you had felt his arm slip underneath your thighs, it jolts you awake. "Oi— Wh-What the fuck!?" You stutter out, trying to shove his face away from you.

He grunts, the downside of you being drunk is that you're also much more irritating than usual. But it's not like he wants to complain, knowing you felt a like a blurry and confused mess. But he'll take care of it, maybe he could get lucky once you've recovered.

Try to squirm out of his grasp as you might, he's way too strong and you're already really dizzy. "Calm down, you don't wanna throw up on this pretty face would you?" Kaeya joked, flashing you a toothy grin.

"Yes, yes I would." You deadpanned. Still sassy even under the influence of alcohol.

"Hey, at least you admit I have a pretty face." Kaeya hums with a shrug, bringing you inside with his blazer still draped over your body.

As he walks up the stairs, he takes his time to tease you to his heart's content, though it starts to backfire when each word he spoke met a snappy comeback from you.

It wasn't until he finally reached his bedroom that you let out an annoyed groan. "O-Oh my god, why are you so f-... fucking annoying!?" You barked angrily, it almost makes him feel bad, perhaps his words were making your head throb. He's seen you cranky a number of times before, but you seemed genuinely pissed off. Perhaps it was the alcohol.

But before he could even apologize, he felt your hands grabbing onto his side of his head. "If you're... not gonna shut up, I-I'mma sit on your face... and make you shut you up." You grumbled, squirming in his arms.

He lets out a startled noise, having to hold your body away a small distance his while still carrying you as you tried to reach for his face in a lazy manner.

Kaeya would've taken up on your offer if he weren't focused on trying to take care of you, he would be lying if he hadn't been dreaming about your thighs crushing his head as he ate you out until you were left trembling and begging him to stop while grabbing a fistful of his blue hair.

But he has to focus on the task at hand. "Alright, kitty. Save that for when you're not looking like a hobo covered in drool." Kaeya spoke with a dry chuckle, gently placying you down on his bed.

It was cute watching you melt as your body hits the soft mattress of his bed, nuzzling your face into the pillow. "Try not to actually puke, kitty. You'd be owing me more than sitting on my face if you left more work for me to handle." Kaeya joked with a quiet chuckle, patting your head as he drags a chair over to the bed.

He sat down, staying silent so he wouldn't disturb you as he waits for you to fall sleep.

"I'mma do... just that." You huffed, even lifting your hand felt tedious. But you couldn't resist flipping Kaeya off with a smug and tired look on your face.

He rolls his eyes, a small grin on his face. "Sure, if that's what you want. You can cockwarm me when you wake up tomorrow, how 'bout that?" Kaeya cooed, his tone lacking sarcasm.

Maybe he was pushing his luck right now... but, hey— he could be a little selfish from time to time, right? After all, he knows you would end up accepting his offer in the end.

"Get some sleep." Kaeya whispers into your ear, his lips grazing against your soft cheek. His gaze softens, running his fingers through your hair, untangling any knots while hoping you would fall asleep soon. "Sweet dreams."

It seems like it was working, he could see your shoulders slowly slump in relaxation and your expression softening. "Night, Kirby..." It was the last thing you slurred out before you ended up getting knocked out cold, the sound of your soft snores filling the room.

"...It's Kaeya, not Kirby." He snorts, shaking his head before turning off the lights.

Kaeya watched as your chest rises and falls with each breath you take, your lips occasionally parting with soft murmurs.

Maybe he'll get some back pain if he sleeps sitting on the chair, but he won't mind it since you look cute sleeping on his bed.

[Time skip]

A soft grumble erupts from your throat as you felt warmth on your face, something bright slipping through your eyelids and nearly blinding you.

You clenched your eyes shut tightly, before groaning again when the light didn't diminish. Eventually, your eyes slowly fluttered open, adjusting to the light shining down on the side of your face. You let out a lazy and quiet murmur, using your hand to shield yourself from the light. Why did you think placing your bed across from your window was a good idea?

"...Wait." Your eyes shot wide open, you don't remember your room having those curtains or window frame. That's not even the same bag or desk. Your nose picks up on the scent of alcohol and the familiar smell of cologne.

You sat up, but that proved to be a hastily made decision as you moved a little too fast. A throb in your head causes you to grimace and grunt, your fingers massaging your temples to ease the pain. Though, it does little to ease your hangover.

It took you a full minute to remember the events of last night, but that really wasn't much of a help since you barely remember anything at all. Everything was a blur to you and you were more focused on quenching your thirst at the moment.

"...Actually, where the hell am I?" You mumbled to no one in particular.

"Ohh, someone's awake~" A teasing voice sounded from behind the door, you weren't given a chance to react as it swings open, revealing that face you had been loathing for years.

"Fuck." Was the first thing you muttered.

"Language, kitty." Kaeya chuckles, closing the door behind him as he brought a plate of pancakes for you, accompanied by a glass of water and a small bottle of pills, presumably painkillers. "My brother's home, he wouldn't be too happy if he hears you moaning and groaning my name~"

You scooted away from him with a grumble when he sat on the chair next to the bed, but the burning sensation in your cheeks was starting to overwhelm you.

You're in Kaeya's house? Did you do something stupid again? Did you both end up making out? Did you accidentally sleep with Kaeya!?

Well the idea isn't too bad.

"Don't give me that face. I've got the doctor's shady business taken care of, he'll get some karma for touching you." Kaeya snorts, using a fork and slicing a small chunk of the pancake, he holds it close to your mouth. "You and I didn't do anything. I promise... just eat and lemme tell you the story of a kitten who got drunk and nearly got themselves abducted." He muses.

You scowled at him for a few seconds, but begrudgingly ate the food. It was just pancakes, but it felt like you were eating a five star worthy meal because you were famished. He chuckles when your face drops into a look of surprise and satisfaction.

But that look morphs into horror and embarrassment when Kaeya recalls the string of events from last night to you in uncomfortably clear detail, you end up burying your flushed face into your hands. And he donned that oh-so-familiar smug grin as he feeds you.

You wanted to sit on his face? You agreed to cockwarm him? You wished the ground could just swallow you up and erase your existence.

Meanwhile, Kaeya was having the time of his life, bursting into laughter at your reaction. "Oh, you should be lucky I decided to pity you instead of agreeing to your offer~" Kaeya cooed, lightly nudging your leg with his knee.

"Here's another offer: Go fuck yourself." You deadpanned, glaring at the blue haired male with a furious blush on your face.

He snorts, leaning his face close to yours, the smell of alcohol from your breath and pancake was heavy, your cheeks growing warmer as you hitched a breath and turned your face away from his— hoping Kaeya wouldn't be bothered by the smell.

The corner of his grin tugged upwards into a smirk, finding your embarrasment endearing, especially your attempt at masking it.

"I think I would need your help with that." Kaeya whispers into your ear, his hot breath fanning against your ear, causing a shiver to run down your spine.

His voice was low, with a suggestive undertone, his periwinkle eyes meeting yours. For a brief moment, he recognised that flash of desire in your eyes.

"But for now... maybe get dressed." He pulls away, poking your bright red cheek in a playful manner as you flinched, shaking your head to snap out of your thoughts. "You can borrow my clothes and my bathroom if you want. Or don't... and smell like alcohol the whole day."

You were about to bite back with a snappy insult, but as soon as you spun your head to face him, you were met with a pair of lips against yours.

Your brain short-circuits, your eyes wide to the point you thought they were going to pop out of your sockets. A part of you wanted to pull him closer, but with your hands hovering awkwardly in the air, you just froze.

Kaeya eventually, painfully slowly, pulled away from yot. The kiss lingering on your lips, your heart and brain craving for another.

"Don't take too long, kitty~" Kaeya hummed, getting up from the chair with the now empty dishes and quickly leaving the room, you couldn't miss that smug look on his face. He clearly knew you wanted more, and he was going to take advantage of that by being the little shit he is.

Though... you sure as hell don't mind chasing after him and dragging him back to his room with you.

#genshin #genshin impact #genshin impact x reader #genshin impact kaeya #genshin kaeya #genshin kaeya x reader #genshin impact kaeya x reader #kaeya alberich #kaeya x reader #genshin impact x you #genshin x you

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puppetfives · 4 months

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NFSW RESULTS FOR PUPPETEER X READER

⚠️may contain ROTTMNT Donnie quotes and other shitty jokes along with bad grammar due to pure laziness⚠️

☆ ★ ✮ ★ ☆*ੈ✩‧₊˚༺☆༻*ੈ✩‧₊˚☆ ★ ✮ ★ ☆

Y'all have voted on Kinky for our lovely golden spirit!

For starters, y'all should know that I don't write in first person unless requested. I mainly use third or second. I also use more vulgar terms such as 'pussy' and 'cock/dick'. Mainly because reading something like; "He took his long penis and inserted it into your vagina." is extremely weird, in my opinion at least. So... Allow me to go down a list of all of the different kinks I may use to incorporate in the future! nehem.

☆ BDSM [Bondage, leather, whatever you get it it...]

☆ DDLG/MDLB [Sometimes I can do this but it really depends on the mood I'm in for some weird reason. Mainly the calling of 'daddy' and 'little one' as well as sexual rewards/punishments. Ex: sucking his dick, helping you orgasm/cum, etc.]

☆ Name calling [100% this bitch loves being called 'master' and you cannot tell me otherwise. Ex(s): Sir, Master, Owner, etc. Ex(s) of what he'd call you when he's submissive: Mistress/Master, Goddess/God, Sir/Ma'am, Owner, King/Queen, Ruler, etc.]

☆ Pet play [Animal ears and tails, you get the idea.]

☆ Sex toys

☆ Spanking [This can both ways if y'all want.]

☆ Role-reversal [Reader being dominant!? NO?! It's scientifically impossible!]

☆ Role-playing [Doctor, scientist, basically whatever y'all want cuz I'm running out of ideas]

☆ Your ideas and suggestions!

Now then, here are the kinks I will NOT do.

☆ ★ ✮ ★ ☆*ੈ✩‧₊˚༺☆༻*ੈ✩‧₊˚☆ ★ ✮ ★ ☆

Kinks I will NOT do:

☆ Ab*se [Like non-consensual slapping, punching, etc.]

☆ Fluid play [Like urine, scat, or bl**d, semen is fine though.]

☆ Inc*st/T-cest (just, no.)

☆ Little space [Like pacifiers and basically acting like a baby. I don't judge but it makes a little uncomfortable so I hope that's okay. I'm sorry :c]

☆ Omegaverse [Mainly cuz I don't understand very well.]

☆ P*dophila

☆ R*pe fantasy(s)

☆ N*crophila (forgot to add this here before but ghosts don't count! I'm talking about no long sentiment corpses.)

☆ Shit ton of other stuff I don't know about yet

☆ ★ ✮ ★ ☆*ੈ✩‧₊˚༺☆༻*ੈ✩‧₊˚☆ ★ ✮ ★ ☆

Hope this list helps so you can understand what I write about better! If I offended, please know that it was not intentional and that I do sincerely apologize. Have a great day/night because you deserve it! :D

- Fives

#the puppeteer creepypasta #the puppeteer x reader #puppeteer x reader #puppeteer creepypasta #puppeteer #puppeteer headcanon #puppeteer x you #puppeteer lemon #puppeteer smut #puppeteer x reader smut #puppeteer x reader lemon

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indisfuckigntrolllllsssss · 26 days

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[Lapita Fithum]

handle: crystallineSoldier

land: Land of Chains and Gusts (LOCAG)

Specibus: Shotgunkind

classpect: Prince of Blood

Prospit

Denizen: Medusa

Typing Quirk: .”THE QUICK BROWN FOX JUMPS OVER THE L🜍ZY DOG”

interests: HUNTING and STUDYING LAW

Lusus: N/A

Song: Numb - Marina and the Diamonds

lore under the cut!

He never remembered much from the earlier parts of his life. All he knew was the Traveling Cabaret, a traveling circus hosted by purplebloods and featured people all across the hemospectrum. From a rustblood with eight arms to a fuchsia with scaled wings, it seemed like a glorified freak show. He knew this all too well, as an olive without pupils. Even such a benign mutation prompted the circus to break into Lapita’s hive and paint the walls with his goat lusus’s rich olive blood. He was so young, only half a sweep old, but that memory has never left him. Fear led to hate, hate that he harbored for every member of the circus. He hated the people that called him “dead-eyed” and “a living corpse” and showed him off as a little party trick.

He hated everyone except for his moirail, a jadeblood named Marfen Pozlas, who had two unfortunate blessings. He was born male, and was a descendent of one of the most famous magicians on all of Alternia. Even with all the pressure on Marfen to be as good as the man who came before him, he still managed to smile so genuinely. Lapita idolized him, knew that he couldn’t live without his moirail.

Oh, the irony.

The circus had stopped at Thrashthrust, a dense forest on the outskirts of the city. After the day’s performance, at the crack of dawn, Marfen beckoned Lapita to meet him where nobody would see. The two stood in the middle of the forest’s clearing, the morning breeze ruffling their hair.

“aren’t you tired, lapita?

”TIRED OF WH🜍T, EX🜍CTLY?”

“aren’t you tired of being nothing *m*ore than just… their puppet…? don’t you *w*ant to break a*w*ay from it all?”

“WH🜍T 🜍RE YOU GETTING 🜍T?”

Marfen took Lapita’s hands in his, the morning sun reflecting in his childlike eyes, reignited with a new hope to live.

“*w*e can escape the*m*. right here, right no*w*.

“…”

“*w*e can *m*ake a ne*w* life for ourselves! no *m*ore *w*orrying about ho*w* *m*uch blood is going to be spilled today, no *m*o-“

Lapita punched Marfen across the face, his lack of pupils not hiding the sheer desolation in his facial expression.

“YOU RE🜍LLY 🜍RE 🜍 DUMB🜍SS KID. DO YOU H🜍VE 🜍NY IDE🜍 WH🜍T THEY’LL DO TO YOU OUTSIDE THIS PL🜍CE? THEY’LL JUST CULL YOU. 🜍 M🜍LE J🜍DE TH🜍T DOESN’T KNOW HOW TO C🜍RE FOR THE MOTHER GRUB? WORTHLESS. 🜍BSOLUTELY WORTHLESS, YOU HE🜍R ME?”

“lapita…”

“YOU KNOW WH🜍T? FINE. H🜍VE YOUR LITTLE ESC🜍PE F🜍NT🜍SY. WE BOTH KNOW YOU’LL END UP B🜍CK HERE 🜍S 🜍 CORPSE. SO GO. H🜍VE YOUR FUN, STUPID WIGGLER.”

Marfen was left in the woods outside, dazed and with tears of betrayal in his eyes. Over the horizon, he saw hundreds of trolls surround Lapita, demanding to know where his moirail went. He closed his eyes, waiting for him to point directly towards the forest.

He pointed towards the city.

That final act of protection may have cost a morailegance, but inadvertently saved two solitary lives.

He never saw Marfen again… at least not until he began to play.

#homestuck fantroll #indi trolls #fantroll #homestuck

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sburbian-sage · 6 days

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“that ♤ne Cherub chick walked away feeling spadesy”, like ye♠h n♤ shit dude, I th♤ught it w♠s intenti♤n♠l!!! Th♠t sp♠t w♠s s♤♤♤♤ cute, ♠nd like… g♤sh, it seems like ♠ m♠tch m♠de in he♠ven t♤ me.

Like, it w♠s pr♠ctic♠lly s♤mething ♤ut ♤f ♠ r♤mc♤m. She h♠s this guy (her br♤ther) wh♤ she h♠s ♠ll these h♠teful feelings f♤r, but f♤r c♤nv♤luted re♠s♤ns it c♠n’t g♤ ♠nywhere (I dunn♤ if cherubs c♠re ♠b♤ut incest, but sh♠ring ♠ b♤dy w♤uld m♠ke it h♠rd ♠nyw♠y), ♠nd he’s cle♠rly n♤t interested, ♠nd feels m♠ybe even ♠ little p♠le.

Then, the br♤ther r♤pes y♤u in ♠s their ♠uspistice, ♤nly f♤r y♤u t♤ s♤ exemplify everything she h♠tes t♤ the p♤int th♠t y♤u s♤meh♤w t♤t♠lly SUCCEED ♠t ♠uspistising, but ♠LS♤ b♠sic♠lly ste♠l her un♠ffecti♤ns. It w♤uld be NTR, if n♤t f♤r the f♠ct th♠t he’s pr♤b♠bly h♠ppy ♠b♤ut it.

♠nd then, t♤ t♤p it ♠ll ♤ff, she’s supp♤sedly g♤ing t♤ try hunting y♤u d♤wn s♤meh♤w? Like h♤ly shit, th♠t level ♤f dev♤ti♤n, ♠fter just ♠ few mess♠ges??? I w♤uld tell her n♤t t♤ get her h♤pes up, th♠t m♠ybe she’ll find y♤u less ♠nn♤ying in pers♤n, but I c♠n’t s♠y th♠t I’d feel ♠ny different if I w♠s her…

The w♠y th♠t y♤u were s♤ c♤ndescending t♤ her- but like, in such ♠ helpful w♠y? S♤ fucking infuri♠ting it m♠kes my he♠rt melt. ♠nd the w♠y she flipped ♤ut ♤ver everything, y♤u must h♠ve been pressing her butt♤ns s♤ fucking h♠rd ♤mg!!!

Current Law players reading this message, please IP track this person and make their heart explode if they send a message like this again. I am going to use the fluid reclamation system to take a shower now, or maybe take a long walk out of a short airlock.

#i'm being typecasted as the Ugly Bastard in some sort of incest NTR doujin #i've been stuck in a metal deathtrap eating starch for months #and this is the event that makes me set my Sewerslide Watch Danger Tracker from green to orange #i'm going to become the joker

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tai-watanabe-class-1x · 10 months

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I'll draw it uhh eventually but

third year thai design hcss

God help us his hair s so fucking long

Switches up styles sometimes though

good lord the T is kickin in baby!! I know i said his VC is Kyo, but now im thinking his voice goes from like. Defoko or Namine (utau) > Kiyuune (Utau) > Kyo > Gakupo through transitioning. fuck it up bro.

He might be gay? Tais sexuality is an enigma dawg

these arent even design hcs anymore these are just hcs

anyway he's shootin up in height!

Gettin a lil bulkier from being allowed to participate in PE again and generally exercising more

more piercings probably

might dye some green back into his hair iunno

Testin out his style a little more so catch him in the among us shirt-

#bnha oc comeback #knha #about tai

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windy-trickster · 5 months

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tell us a little bit more about the villa from your perspective acti. anyone you know other than your boss? weird places to investigate? HAUNTED PLACES?

#actias response #anon

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sins-and-wins-with-vix · 2 years

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Everything Right/Wrong with Ninjago “Legacy of the Green Ninja” E11: The Last Hope

Disclaimers: Show owned by LEGO. This is not a professional review/critique - it’s mainly intended for comedy!

Make sure to reblog, comment, and/or like! And tell me your thoughts!

- I think I might need to find a more creative way to win the intro each episode… ✅

- “I still have to battle my son…” “Battle, AND DEFEAT!” Well gee Overlord, thanks for the comfort /s ❌

- Actually, why does he bother with the whole “and defeat,” thing? His plan is to possess Garmadon’s body and fight from there, so he doesn’t have a reason to get so heated over the idea that Garm might not want to. ❌

- ^Screenshot exists solely for middle schoolers to thirst over ❌

- Zane dresses like my middle school PE teacher. Next thing I know he’ll be lecturing me about wearing open-toed shoes to class and correcting me on my attitude ❌

- Also, Jay didn’t bring extra underwear but he did bring beach attire? ❌

- “Are you trying to reveal our hidden location?” Yeah, there is no way it’s still hidden. ❌

- Cole does not apologize for almost murdering Zane’s pet ❌

- “They’re good, but they’re not that good.” “I know.” Get rekt

- “I’ll just need a little help.” Misako leads the ninja away from the group, for really no reason ❌

- I get they’re desperate, but none of them even bring up the question of what exactly happens if the Final Battle just… doesn’t. The writers are trying to establish destiny as it’s own force, then establish certain rules for it, and then show the characters acting in ways that contradict those rules, and there are effective ways to do that, but this just… isn’t it for me? I’m just really confused ❌

- “What good is an ultimate weapon if I’m not around to use it!” This is the 3rd time in the past 2 seasons that a villain has pretty much used this exact line ❌

- “Never doubt my evil again! Not if you wish to remain my ally when I rule!” Obviously, Garmadon was peak threatening villain in the pilots, and never really reaches that state again, but he never really needed to. Because of the way Garmadon’s written and meant to be perceived now, trying to throw him back into that mysterious/ominous “shadow king” role would never work at this point, and that’s okay! But even so, moments like this, even if it’s small, make his character for me in ways that I can’t even put into words. ✅

- “Tick tock, tick tock!” Zane quotes the title of his true potential episode, which would be a nice reference if it weren’t for the implication that Zane is aware of the recording, titling, and streaming of this particular day in his life, as well as that he seemingly has no problem with this massive breach of his privacy. ❌

- After seeing Misako, Garmadon self-consciously glances at his arms, because evil warlords can get insecure too, Margaret. ✅

- “I know you too well, Misako. Why did you allow yourself to get caught!?” Love a husband that just knows his wife’s a bad*ss ✅

- “Lloyd doesn’t want to fight?” I can assure you I am very normal about how Garmadon thinks his son hates him by now and am not emotional about this whatsoever ✅

- “It is our destiny… I don’t care about him!” 🚨Warning🚨 Your brain has now constructed a premise for an angsty oneshot that makes little sense in the canon timeline and that you will likely get attached to, but never actually write. Proceed with caution! ⚠️ ✅

- “Then you’re not the man I married. I should go…” Misako looks surprised when Garmadon stops her, meaning she was ready to abandon the entire plan and just walk out, no helmet at all. ❌

- Cole has super strength, so why would he take this much damage from a few barrels? And shouldn’t said barrels be moving much more than they are? ❌

- “Being evil these days is really unappreciated!” Garmadon is an advocate for villain appreciation ✅

- I get that the Stone Warriors have built like a hundred vehicles by this point, but it still catches me off guard that they have an alarm system for the helmet in the middle of a previously uninhabited island ❌

- Kai just got punched square in the face with the hand of a giant metal samurai mech - how is he still talking right now??? ❌

- “Well we better think of something quick cuz… I’m out of lines!” ✅

- Look, I could handle it when it was just one-off clips, but I’m supposed to take Garmadon seriously when he spends over half the episode with this awful f*cking hair ❌

- If we compare how long Jay wears the helmet to how long Dareth wears the helmet later on, then either Jay should have control of the army by now, or the Stone Army don’t later listen to Dareth because of the helmet, but because they just genuinely respect him and his authority. Either way it’s a sin ❌

- “I finally have you ninja in the palm of my hand!” “LET THEM GO!” F*CK YEAH, GREEN BEAN- er, I mean, I’m not invested in this at all ✅

- “Holy cannoli! Lloyd and Garmadon in a face-off! Take the shot, Lloyd!” “He’s vulnerable!” “Do not hesitate!” “Strike now!” I love this! They’re coaching him through this because, even though they know they can’t help him in the Final Battle, they still wanna help him and coach him through the best they can because he’s their little brother and they’re not gonna leave him alone! (Side question: do any of you actually read when I go into little rants like this or are you just used to scrolling past them lmao) ✅

- AND LLOYD LOOKS BACK AS THEY’RE TALKING BECAUSE HE HEARS THEM AND HE KNOWS WHAT HE HAS TO DO ✅

- “I’m sorry, father, but you leave me no choice. It is our destiny.” AND HIS VOICE IS SO DRY AND DETACHED AS HE SPEAKS ✅

- AND GARMADON JUST STANDS IN DEFEAT AS LLOYD’S RESOLVE SLOWLY GIVES AND HE JUST CAN’T DO IT ✅

- “Wow, this clock is a mechanical masterpiece!” Yeah, and a toy set no one is brave enough to build ❌

- Cole climbs up this entire clock to reach the helmet while everyone else just stands and stares ❌

- You’d think these highly trained, athletic ninja would be better at catching ❌

- See, I just couldn’t possibly understand why people are so insistent that Kai and Nya need more sibling moments. Look, they hugged right here! It was shown for a whole 1 second! What more could you want? Sweet moments? Acknowledgment of the almost parent-like role Kai tends to take over Nya? Anything beyond the occasional comment that they are, in fact, siblings? I just think you’re being needy /s ❌

- “It’s just the way the cookie crumbled.” This line hits a little different after Seabound, doesn’t it?

- Also, the Stone Army kidnaps Nya, and Kozu says “or what? You’ll make a big splash?” A Big Splash is the title of the first episode of Seabound, and then right after we get the cookie crumbles line… This is quite a few coincidences at one time.

- ^ Obsessed with the fact that Jay was about to deck Cole ✅

- ^ and now he’s just laying on top of him ✅

- “Come on, Lloyd. Let’s go home. You’ll get your chance.” I think you’re missing the point, Wu. He doesn’t WANT his chance. ❌

- “I give you… Garmatron!” The Overlord got his naming skills from Dr. Doofenshmirtz ❌

- “It’s more beautiful than I could ever imagine!” In all the time the Stone soldiers were building this, did Garmadon never go to look at it? ❌

Sentence: Emotional damage

#ninjago sins/wins #ninjago #lego ninjago #ninjago lloyd #lloyd garmadon #ninjago kai #Ninjago zane #ninjago cole #Ninjago jay #Ninjago nya

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allen-san · 11 months

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Beaucoup d'entre vous, comme moi je pense, ignorez la complète existence de ce One-shot de Hoshino, je l'ai découvert il y à plusieurs Mois de ça ( et j'en parle que maintenant je sais XD ) et il date de 2012 environ ^^ http://c.tieba.baidu.com/p/2127644349#!/l/p1#=_= ( lien RAW ) Jusqu'à maintenant, personne n'en à fait un trad en Français mais une personne à écrit la trad en Anglais, bonne lecture :

Cover: One is a Kaijin. Both are Heroes!?

Page 1

Master: Hahahaha!!!

Fallen soldier: Gu...

Fallen soldier: Damn...you...

Text box: Japan, a place where many evil organisations are born and every conceivable atrocity is committed!!

Box: The police forces that should've been holding them back have long been paralyzed.

Box: And several decades have passed.

Master: Ginza District 3 Squadron is no longer our enemy!!

Master: Hearing the panicked cries of the people of Japan is our ecstasy!!!

Below: Evil organisation: Gamshack.

Page 2

Underling: Master, what should we do with them?

Master: Fuhahahahaha. Write some embarrassing doodles on them and leave them dangling from the old Hattori Clock Tower.

Master: Now, my cute Kaijin, let the name Gamshack resound even louder throughout the world!

Master: The Sky Tree will be the next to fall!!!

Piropaya: Master.

Shouts in the background: Gamshack! Gamshack! Hail the Master!

Master: Yes, what is it...

Master: ...Piropaya, one of Gamshack's Big Four?

Piropaya (P): Here.

Shouts in the background: Piro-sama, I love you! Piro!

Page 3

Letter: Letter of resignation.

P: Thank you for everything.

P: I don't wanna do bad things anymore.

P: I'm going to switch jobs and become a Hero of Justice instead ♡

Page 4

Box: The local residents rose to their feet to defend themselves...

Box: ...And created their own defence force: Squadron!

Box: We are now in Kameari, District Katsushika.

P: Nakagawa District 5 Squadron "Go Queen" rejected me too...

P: And now...

P: I don't have any money left. I can't even go by train anymore. I guess I'll have to go on foot now.

P: Let's see... What other Hero vacancies are left...

P: ...

P: Uhmm.

P: Huh?

Page 5

Kid: Stop, you asshole!

Kid: Give back Sachiko's lunch money!

Kid: Bastard. How dare you steal money from an elementary school kid!?

Kid: Dirt-poor Kaijin!

Kaijin: Get lost! Get lost! A brat shouldn't have the nerve to walk around with 3000 yen anyway, pe!!!

P: (There are none left...!?)

P: (What the hell? No, don't tell me...)

P: (Complete wipe-out!!??)

P: ....Ah.

P: Haa....

Box: Eye octopus Kaijin: Tsuruko.

Tsuruko (T): Pi-

T: Piro-shama!

T: Cheer up!

T: There have to be shome imbeciles out there who can shee Piro-shama's brilliance!!

P: Haaa...

Page 6

P: Y-you're right.

T: I ahm!

P: Master would laugh at me for getting depressed over such little things, wouldn't he?

P: I'll do my best.

Kid: Give it back!

Kaijin: Get lost! Get lost!

Kaijin: Move it!

Kaijin: If you don't...

Kaijin: ...I will run you...

Kaijin: ...Down!

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Kaijin: !?

Red ®: .....Ah.

R: M-my... h-h... hat...

Kid: Huh? That Kaijin asshole was sent flying!

Kid: Ah. That girl! Watch out!

Page 8

R: Over there...

R: That's where Reiko-sama's statue is...

P: ...Even so...

P: ...They tell me “You'll be badly received if your chest is too big” or “You have to be a size S.”

Text above Piro: Size L

P: Are looks really that important if you want to be a Hero?

P: It's hard for Pink (female) Hero's these days...

T: What ish good about having a figure that looksh like dried squid anyway!?

T: Those imbeciles' interests are a mystery to ush Kaijin!

T: Piro-shama, you musht be tired from having to shleep outside all the time.

T: Hey, Piro-shama, why don't we go back to the hideout and ask Master for shome pocket money?

P: No, Tsuruko.

P: I don't want to depend on Master anymore.

P: I want to do things on my own...

Page 9

P: ...And find someone who truly needs me.

P: Huh?

R: No good!!

R: My clothes are causing wind resistance.

R: I'll be 0.05 seconds too late.

R: It'll be bad if he hits her!!

R: Reiko-san!!!

Page 10

R: CHANGE!!

Page 11

Kaijin: ....Ugh....

Kaijin: Y-you are....?

Kid: Give back the money! You, you...

Kid: Idiiiot! Idiiiot!

Kid: Morooon! Morooon!

T: P-piro-shama!

T: Blazhing hair...

T: A tight-fitting outfit...

T: Flashy, wild red... could it bhe...!?

Page 11

(The star of Hero Squadron...)

(...Red!!)

R: ....D-damn!

Page 12

R: (I got too worked up about Reiko-sama (statue) and accidently transformed.)

Citizen: What, what?

Citizen: It's a Hero?

Citizen: A Hero?

Citizen: Where's he from?

R: I'm.. standing out...

Box: This is bad...

Kid: You really helped us out, buddy.. .

Box: ...I'm drawing attention.

Box above the kids' heads: Red's inner vision.

Kid: No, not "buddy", it's "Hero", right?

Kid: What Squadron are you from, Red? I've never heard of you before.

Kid: Thank you, Hero.

Kid: Us Hero fans not knowing you means you must be a from a newbie Squadron.

Kid: I see. If you were from a popular Squadron I'd want your autograph, but knowing your name is enough. Tell us.

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Box: There it is.

Kid: From what city is your newbie Squadron?

Box: I'm not a newbie though.

Kid: Wheeere?

Box: Also, I'm from this city.

Kid: I'm a huge fan of Oshiage District 1 Squadron's Sky Tree Rangers but I'll support your Squadron a little bit!

P: .....!

P: A new Squadron?

Box: C-c-c-c-calm down!!

Box: They're not really interested. They're just curious and just want something to post on their blogs and twitter accounts.

Box: Yeah, that's it. That has to be it!!

Box: Go with the flow of being noticed, get cocky and give your name!

Box: But some nerd will look me up on the Internet and write stuff without my permission, divulging all kinds of things from my past!!

Kid: Hey!

Box: But, but... if I don't say my name, won't they think I'm a jerk!?

Kid: Look over here!

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Box: Even so.. they might look me up on the Internet....

Kid: Your – Na – Me.

Box: They're on me.

Box: Those eyes.

Box: N-n-n-no!

Box: If they focus even more on me...

Kid: Maybe you don't have a name...

Kid: Because your Squadron hasn't debuted yet!?

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P: This battle suit!

P: I've never seen it before!

P: Which means I haven't applied to your Squadron yet!?

P: I wanna...

P: Become...

P: A...

P: Hero!

Page 16

Box: ----No...

Box: It's no use...

Page 17

Kid: Waa!

Kid: W-what?

Kid: An explosion?

Kid: Where did the attack come from?

P: ...No.

P: He...

P: ...Self-destructed,

P: Right?

Kid: ------

Kid: Why?

Page 18

Kid: I dunno what happened...

Kid: But that's so lame....

Kazuyo: Huh?

Kazuyo: Wait a minute!

Kazuyo: That's Koutarou, isn't it!?

Co-worker: This isn't working out.

Co-worker: Do you know how troublesome it is for us when you self-destruct on the battlefield and can't fight anymore?

Co-worker: No matter how strong you are... You can't use the 5-member-combo killer move.

Co-worker: Pink covered for you and got seriously injured.

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R: S-s-sorry.

R: I...

R: I can't hold it back... When there are citizens around...

R: B-b-b-b-b-b-b-but...

R: I definitely won't self-destruct the next time, so...

Co-worker: (.... What a pain.)

R: ....

R: ...Eh?

Co-worker: You're the face of the Squadron, you're the leader.

Co-worker: To be blunt, that whatever-it's-called disease of yours...

Co-worker: ...Makes you unfit to be a Hero.

Co-worker: We're going to join a different Squadron.

Co-worker: Sorry,

Co-worker: But if we stay here, we can never do anything.

Co-worker: You know, Red...

Co-worker: Have you ever looked us in the eye...

Co-worker: And talked to us...

Co-worker: Even once?

Page 20

P: Tamada Aquinas Sporadic Hero Hyper Self-Consciousness Syndrome?

P: What a long name for a disease.

Kazuyo (K): Isn't it? I heard it's an extremely rare disease that only effects Hero's.

K: There are only 9 people in the world suffering from it!

K: Wondering how the people he has to protect think about him and view him....

K: It causes extreme anxiety about whether someone is fit to be a Hero, and also causes high stress levels and status ailments.

K: His disease is like that.

Box: A Kameari resident: Kazuyo-obachan. (* oba-chan = used to address an older lady)

K: This boy is Red Koutarou from the Kameari North Entrance Shopping District Squadron, but you've probably never heard of him, right?

K: He can't fight in crowded places due to his disease.

K: A lot of the people here don't know him either.

K: Right? Koutarou!

R: ....Please don't rattle on about other people's secrets, obachan.

P: Uhm, why do continue you work as Hero...

P: If it gives you so much trouble?

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R: No particular reason.

R: I was raised here so I want to protect this place.

K: Kameari Avenue Shopping District Squadron "Kaiten Five"!!

P: ? What's Kaiten?

K: It means to get back your fighting spirit,

K: To liven up!

P: Waa! That's a really pretty name!!

P: Ah.

P: But...

P: I was convinced his Squadron hadn't debuted yet.... (embarrassing...)

K: Well, it's nearly the same.

K: Blue and the others have already left. Koutarou is the only one left.

P: Huh?

R: (I told you not to rattle on.)

K: By the way, your name is Piropaya-chan, right?

K: Aren't you getting tired?

K: Should I carry him?

P: No need.

P: I'm totally fine. After all...

P: I'm a Kaijin.

T: Piro-shama is shuper strong.

Page 22

R: K-Kaijin?

P: Yes.

R: You're a Kaijin?

R: Doesn't that make you a bad guy?

Text above Kazuyo: That octopus wasn't a stuffed toy? Waa, I'm shocked.

P: No.

P: I left the organization for personal reasons.

K: ...

K: Ah.

K: I see.

K: (!!)

R: Whoa!

K: I-If that's true, then, Piropaya-chan,

K: Won't you join our Squadron!?

P: ....Huh?

R: W-w-what are you saying, obachan?!

K: It's fine, isn't it? My shop is your sponsor after all.

Page 23

K: It'll be alright if it's you!

K: Koutarou's disease plays up around the citizens he has to protect and around his fellow Squadron members...

K: But he's ridiculously unaffected by enemy Kaijin.

K: I see!

K: Why didn't I think of it before?

K: That boy is already strong on his own...

K: But it's kind of pathetic to be a Squadron with only one member.

K: I scouted for so many people and I had simply given up...

K: But, of course! I can just gather Kaijin!!

R: Wai-- Obachan.

P: It's okay if I...?

K: Shut up already. You were able to talk with Piro-chan just fine a while ago, weren't you?

R: Eh? Huh..?

P: You...

P: Need me...!?

Page 24

P: I'm so happy, Kazuyo-obasama!

T: Thank yhou, imbecile!!

K: There, there!

R: Wai-

R: Wait a minute...

R: S-she might be a Kaijin...

R: But she's still cut--

R: Cute!

R: That's...

R: It doesn't just...

R: ...Make it oka---

K: Alright. We've arrived, Piropaya-chan!!!

K: This is the headquarters and sponsor shop of the Kaiten Five,

K: Soba-shop Kaiten!!

T: It ish a tiny shop!

Page 25

K: Come in! Come in!

R: O...

R: You're just gonna ignore me?

K: Darling!

K: A new Kaiten Pink has arrived!

P: Koutarou-sama.

P: I'm still a newbie,

P: But as Kaiten Pink,

P: I look forward to working with you.

Page 26

R: I really...

R: Can't..

P: Huh?

T: Ish that guy alright...?

Box: The Sky Tree towers over the neighbourhood.

Box: Someday,

Box: The fearsome Gamshack and this small Squadron will clash head to head,

Box: But that's another story.

R: Legendary policeman, Ryoutsu Kankira-san,

R: I wanna be like you....

P: Who is that?

(Note: Ryoutsu Kankira is the lead character of the manga Kochira Katsushika-ku Kameari Kouen Mae Hashutsujo)

Voilà et si le coeur vous en dit, n'hésitez pas à tenter de le traduire ^^ Et en cas, je pourrais tenter de passer ce texte sur Gogole translate ^^ ( ou pas XD )

#d.gray-man #hoshino katsura #manga

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cadavertrolls · 1 year

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👀 Daphne.. what do you genuinely think about the fact Jaevya keeps so much in the dark from you? How much can you actually trust him?

"I'd say we're pretty even ✿n the fr✿nt ✿f 'keeping each✿ther in the dark ab✿ut things'... If it was ✿ne sided it w✿uld be different... We b✿th have things we d✿n't want t✿ talk ab✿ut, s✿ what? I'm n✿t g✿ing t✿ squeeze every little thing ✿ut ✿f him like a paint tube."

"The ✿nly w✿rthwhile thing Misery taught me is h✿w t✿ read pe✿ple, I kn✿w that whenever Jaevya says s✿mething t✿ me it's with sincerity. Whenever I'm in his arms I feel pr✿tected, I kn✿w I'm safe, and I kn✿w if I needed help he'd dr✿p everything... Isn't that en✿ugh f✿r trust?"

"We'll get t✿ a p✿int where we talk ab✿ut m✿re sensitive things... I d✿n't see us ending anytime s✿✿n s✿ we have a l✿ng time... Maybe he'll tell me what he thinks ab✿ut when he stares ✿ff, maybe I'll tell him ab✿ut what my family has d✿ne, what I've d✿ne, what I d✿... Maybe n✿t. We're happy th✿ugh, really, really happy..."

Send my muse “👀 + a question” and they’ll have to answer with 100% honesty.

#answered #goldenguillotines #.txt #mezereum text #interstellar

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goldenguillotines · 2 years

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🗣 Akaiss + Lammek

"Well Well... i-s>nt thi-s> a nice treat. Little LamLam! It's been -s>()me time, ha-s>nt it?"

There it was.. that familiar voice. It made the hairs on the back of Lammeks neck stand on end... the fellow sea dweller was not a person who casually graced others with his presence. He valued his time as a currency.. and one that he had no intention on sharing so easily.

Even for his work life, the idol never worked with people he didn't deem worthy of his time or energy... the more he thought of it.. his brother was everything he never strived to replicate.

".... Akai-ss>."

His response was curt. Sharp. Perhaps to show how he was really feeling about his surprise drop in. The only thing separating them was a coffee table and a matching couch that the younger 'brother' sat on.. glancing up at his elder.. he couldn't help but furrow his brows more..

That fucking smile of his. He wanted to punch it right off his face.. and it was almost comical how the sea dweller laughed as his thoughts started.. his attention was casted down at the table.. not much sat on it..

Besides the chess game he had left unfinished from their previous encounters.. hilariously- Lammek hated chess. It was the only thing that could ever potentially bridge the gap between him and the older Ritouv. Yet it was only a cruel reminder the sheer obstacle this man was.

"()h .. y()ure being -s>() unkind.. all I wanted t() d() wa-s> dr()p in.. chat f()r a minute ()r tw()."

He casually started to make his way to thr front of the couch.. sliding his fingers across the back cushions, nails biting into the leather.. he moved carefully. Almost too precisely.. the bangles and jewelry clicking together..

"And give y()u a little update~ We left ()ur game ()ff ten-s>e la-s>t time... -s>() much drama ()ver -s>uch a -s>h()rt peri()d ()f time~"

He laughed, sitting down now on the empty couch.. reaching forward to pick up a piece off the board, twisting it between his fingers.. Lammek watched closely. Returning no words... and soon.. Akaiss moved the piece. Taking down a pawn on his side of the board with his own pawn.. smirking..

"Y()ur friend-s> are very.. intere-s>ting~"

He laughed, covering his mouth with the back of his hand..

"I d() have t() a-s>k.. why y()u hang ar()und.. -s>uch.. -s>trange thing-s>.. Y()u -s>eem.. s() bu-s>y a-s> ()f recent."

He moved his pieces for the younger heir... his eyebrow twitched in annoyance.. Making moves.. for himself?

The pawn he had lost sat to the side.. staring him down..

"Di-s>tracti()n-s> can get th()-s>e pe()ple hurt.. ykn()w? Have y()u checked up ()n any ()f them?"

Lammeks lip twitched,

"-S>ince when do you care about the people i con-s>ider friendly?"

That smile turned rancid.. it was like a monster staring him down. Ready to sink his teeth into him and tear him down... and Lammek felt some static and electricity crackle around him for a moment..

".. ()h.. y()u haven't heard? Hehehehe.."

The pieces began to move more.. more.. without Lammek touching the board. Eventually a bishop on his own side was taken off.. and Lammek couldn't follow the thought process of his movements..

Why was he doing this?

Yet Akaiss continued to smile.

"Maybe y()u -s>h()uld a-s>k y()ur friend-s> what they've been up t()... hasn't any ()f them been a l()t quieter? Hm?"

And the silence sat heavy around them... and he stood to his feet. Smiling.. reaching across to pat the top his head..

"Well.. h()w ab()ut y()u think ab()ut that hm? I'm s()rry I can't alway-s> -s>tay and chat.. but y()u kn()w what they say.. Early bird get-s> the w()rm~"

And with that.. Lammek silently watched Akaiss leave.. laughter echoing back at him.. as he felt himself begin to break out in a cold sweat.. ans his eyes landed on the pawn that had taken his own.. and the lonely white piece knocked over on its side..

...

When was the last time he had checked up on his friends?

...

He had people to speak with.. urgently.

#ask meme #lammek #akaiss #long #💜#q

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juneviews · 2 years

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lmaoo?? also not kwang commenting ''always beside you'' oh pls let me throw up they're all weird https://twitter.com/foeifoeifoeii/status/1568285144800428033?s=20&t=CsxYZ1B2Z6Vw3e-EDaca2g

I mean... yeah. I get what foei is saying bc obviously he's a man who has never had to fear r*pe from his youngest age, so for him (and most men), joking about it is the equivalent of saying "I'm gonna kill you!" in a joking manner, which is what white was implying before foei joined in on the joke. threatening murder is so outrageous that no one would actually believe it's gonna happen for real, even between friends. for r*pe though, women have been socialized to fear it since they were basically born, and countless studies have shown that it happens most often with someone you know. therefore it is not outrageous to think it could happen unlike murder, but men are oblivious to that. it must be awkward now, since now if white & foei are friendly with first, people will be like "they're faking it to show that everything is okay", but if they keep their distance, people will be like "they're ignoring him bc they hate him." there is no winning in the situation, but foei voicing it like he did does feel a little tone-deaf. as for kwang, she's his manager, of course she has to voice her support when people are mostly against him at the moment.

xxx

#answers #foei patara

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hareofhrair · 1 year

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❤️🧡💛💚💙💜🖤❣️💔💗 :>

PFpfpfpf I think that's cheating but okay! This is going to be long as hell, so buckle in!

❤️ How much does romantic love mean to you?

"H=onestly, n=ot all that much. I think it's plenty imp=ortant in general. R=omance is beautiful, and inspires beautiful things. I l=ove r=omantic gestures, and tha thrill =of r=omance as a c=oncept? But actual c=ommitted r=omantic l=ove aint all that significant ta me pers=onally. N=ot sure I can even d=o r=omantic l=ove if I'm perfectly h=onest. Aint happened s=o far. Even if I c=ould, aint really c=ompatible with my way =of life, and I can't imagine ever feelin s=o str=ongly ab=out s=omeb=ody I'd give up travelin."

🧡 How much does familial love mean to you?

💛 How much does platonic love mean to you?

"g=onna just c=ombine these tw=o, since tr=olls d=ont really d=o genetic family. I think plat=onic l=ove and ch=osen families are incredibly imp=ortant. Tha m=ost imp=ortant! N=othin m=ore beautiful than tha b=onds we f=orm with pe=ople because we decided ta care ab=out em, n=ot cause we're gettin anythin =out =of it, but just because ya need each =other. Tha l=ove =of true friends, tha l=ove =of a c=ommunity fer =one an=other, that shit gets me straight up misty in the eyes. L=ove seein f=olks c=ome t=ogether. Tha pr=oblem with r=omantic l=ove, =or at least tha way m=ost f=olks d=o it, is it cl=oses ya =off fr=om =other f=olks when it sh=ould be d=oin tha =opp=osite. But if y=ou make a friend, and they g=ot =other friends already? that just means y=ou g=ot a bundle a friends fer tha price a =one! I g=ot mad heaps a plat=onic l=ove fer tha friends i have all =over, and fer any=one what c=omes ta me reachin =out, needin a hand."

💚 Are you in love right now? With whom? (Be as specific or vague as you would like)

"Sure am. I'm in l=ove with tha w=orld. With tha c=ol=or a sunrise and tha silver wind =over tha grass and tha smell a tha forest and tha feelin a rich s=oil between my t=oes. I'm in l=ove with all tha pe=ople i meet, and all their little w=onders and idi=osyncrasies, and all tha ways they l=ove each =other. I'm in l=ove with their s=ongs and their st=ories, and h=ow they'll make art =outta any damn thing they can lay hands =on, h=ow they can't st=op makin art. I'm in love with tha way that rusty farmer calls the names =of his cluckbeasts and they c=ome runnin s=o he can tuck em in safe every night, because he l=oves them. I'm in love with tha little flowers that =olive carved inta tha handle a tha knife she uses ta gut fish, s=o even her killin is d=one with s=omethin beautiful, is d=one with l=ove in it. I'm in l=ove with tha =old mustard what let me sleep in their barn =one day when it st=ormed =out =of seas=on, and h=ow they didn't say a w=ord ta me except ta tell me n=ot ta steal anythin, but they br=ought me blankets against tha c=old, and they left a wind=ow =open s=o i c=ould hear tha music fr=om their radi=o all thr=ough tha l=ong day, even th=ough they must have had a puddle =on tha fl=oor fr=om all tha rain c=omin thr=ough. Because they l=oved me. They didn't kn=ow me fr=om adam, but they l=oved me all tha same. The way all =of us l=ove each =other, when we let =ourselves feel it. Can't d=o it all tha time. Hurts ta feel that much l=ove, specially kn=owin h=ow many are sufferin and h=ow y=ou can't d=o jack shit ta help. But ya g=otta remember it's there. L=ose that l=ove, ya l=ose everythin ab=out ya that's w=orth l=ovin."

💙 What kind of partner are you?

"Ha! Tha l=ove em and leave em kind."

💜 How do you show affection?

"I like ta take care a f=olks. Bring em what they need. If I d=on't like ya, ya just w=ont see me. If I do like ya, I'll find a reas=on ta be in tha neighb=orh=ood a little m=ore =often, and I'll never sh=ow up empty handed. I like ta bring practical gifts, but if there aint n=othin like that ya need, then it'll be little gifts and suchlike. Little things I f=ound a l=ong tha way and th=ought were beautiful and wanted ta share with ya. Everyb=ody needs beauty, always.

🖤 What is your sexuality/orientation?

"I d=on't c=ott=on much ta the idea a gender, and that makes =orientati=on a bit hard ta pin d=own. I like fellas, generally speakin, and f=olks what l=ook like fellas. Masc, I think is tha term, or butch as the case may be? Maybe? I d=on't rightly kn=ow tha terms. I =only kn=ow I like em big and beefy and hairy and r=ough ar=ound tha edges."

❣️ How do you flirt?

"=Often, and with=out a great deal a subtlety. I aint afraid ta ask fer what I'm after. I ain't im=olite =or crass and I kn=ow ta mind myself in mixed c=ompany an all, but I can assure y=ou, if I'm interested y=ou'll kn=ow, =one way =or the =other."

💕 Give a song that best describes how you see love.

There's two songs I want to put here- this one is nice and fits well and is probably what Shafan would pick.

But this one. Hoo. Okay. There's a reason this at the top of Shafan's playlist. I need you to listen to this with headphones. Get high first if possible, which makes it a borderline spiritual experience. Frankly, if you can, listen to it on spotify or somewhere the quality is better. If you're anything like me you will cry about it so be ready for that. I added this to Shafan's playlist in 2018 and it still fucks me up. It's important, okay??

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💔 How do you face the end of love (breakups, being stood up, etc)?

"C=onsiderin I'm usually tha =one endin things, I feel pretty p=osatively ab=out tha end =of a relati=onship. I think pe=ople w=ould be a l=ot happier if they learned ta just end relati=onships that aint makin em happy anym=ore, =or even that are still makin em happy, but are gettin in the way =of s=omethin m=ore important. Relati=onships =ought ta be treated like experiences, I figure. M=ost =of em aint g=onna last that l=ong and n=one =of em last f=orever, s=o why d=o we act like they sh=ould? Embrace love as s=omethin fleetin, and marvel at every day that y=ou get ta experience that miracle again. Let it teach y=ou things, let it change y=ou. And then let it g=o. When it's run its c=ourse, instead a given in ta fear =of change =or fear =of l=onliness and taintin s=omethin that was beautiful with bitter feelings and anger, be grateful f=or what it gave y=ou, and h=ow lucky y=ou were ta have experienced it. And definitely d=o n=ot hunt tha pers=on d=own and set fire t=o their tent!"

💗 How much do you believe in love?

"I believe in l=ove m=ore than i believe in any =other f=orce in tha universe. I believe with en=ough l=ove y=ou can acc=omplish anything. I believe l=ove, f=or each =other and f=or tha w=orld, can save us, if we let it. And maybe that's s=ome sappy n=onsense and it aint practical, I kn=ow. If that l=ove d=ont m=otivate ya ta acti=on it's w=orse than useless. But still, I believe it. I really d=o."

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