#i fully went overboard with this looking at it now but i have a lot of pam feelings allow me

[amberluvsbugs]

Recovery

I've been having a lot of brain rot over @xitsensunmoon vampire AU. One mainly of how Moon would be if Y/n came home one day very weak from the blood they had to give? Knowing that he does not show his tender feelings behind his teasing gestures.

Short Drabble on this idea is down below.

Moon has always been a bit of a teasing, cocky, gremlin most of the time, always pushing you and just being the chaotic character that he is. Despite him being such a tease, he does care about you. Especially when it comes to your health. Knowing that you push yourself so far for giving blood to those in need, including the two vampires that now reside with you in secrecy, it does worry them at times with how tired you are when you finally return home from work.

One particular day, however, you push yourself a little too far. Giving more blood than you should have. But despite your health, you knew it would save so many people in the long run. “I’m home.” You state out begrudgingly before turning and weakly closing the door behind you. Your arms feel like lead and are a struggle to lift. 

Moon made his way over to you, his eyes boring into you as he grinned his sharp fanged teeth at you before stopping short. His features quickly changing into something a bit more of an underlying sense of concern as he studied you with his bright red eyes, brows slightly furrowed. “What? Is there something wrong?” You raised a brow. “You look terrible.” Moon spoke out.

“Well yeah, I just got back from the doctors, you know how the deal is.” You shrug out. “You look worse than the other days.” Moon gives deeply. You let out an annoyed sigh. “Moon I don't have time for your snarky remarks right now. I have shit to do and I don't need-” As you started to make your way around Moon, your balance started to drift and suddenly felt a sudden weakness in your legs. Dark spots started covering your sight as things started to drift lower, and lower and lower. Where you getting shorter than Moon? Your mind fuzzy and not catching up with what was exactly happening. Something moved on the edge of your vision, you saw a flash of blue and your body jerked slightly. You felt something from under your arms. When the dark spots in your sight started to disappear, you could finally see what happened in your daze. Moon’s slender hands were under you before you could fully hit the ground and risk any more damage. His expression was now one of wide-eyed worry as he looked over you. His eyes flit from your face to your chest, then back. His smile was no longer present as it was now in a concerned frown while his stature easily loomed over you in his squatted position. Moon had rushed over to catch you.

You shifted a bit by a means to sit up, looking anywhere but Moon’s face as he still carefully held you. “Sorry, ‘m fine. It’s just a sleep spell that caught me off guard is all.” You mumbled out. There was a beat of stillness before Moon moved one of his hands to drift down your arm. You tensed as he gently pressed your wrist. He was being mindful of his claws as he pressed his thumb to the pulse point on your wrist to feel the thump of your now weak life force. “You pushed yourself too far. You are weak.” Moon softly scolds you. You let out a huff at this, weakly tugging your hand away from his grasp. He was right but this was normal for you. You just went only a touch overboard it’s nothing serious. Moon sighed and moved to bring his hands back under you to pick you off the ground. Your side pressing to Moon as one hand wrapped under your back and the other under your legs, holding you in a signature bridal style as his long cape dragged with him in his movements. “Wh- what are you doing..?” You tensed at the close contact as he moved to walk over to the living room. “Carrying you.” “You know I can walk Moon-” “Do you want to have another sleep spell and fall again?” He looked at you with a sharp expression in his red eyes. “….No.” You grumbled out and begrudgingly looked away. You hated how he had a good point. “But I need to clean n’ finish up some things.” You tried to wiggle out of his grasp but his arms easily held you firm. Your whole body was just so difficult to move. “Later.” Moon flatly stated before moving over to the couch and carefully lowering you down on it. “You need to recover and rest.” You grumbled and your body simply melted to the couch. You were still trying to move to get up but even your body just wasn't listening while you laid down. “You're so stubborn.” Moon chuckled slightly in a tease. He boops you with a clawed finger on your nose as he bends over you with his face cocked to the side. Softly amused by your antics while he sharply grins at you. “And you're a prick.” You deadpan. He smiles cheekily at you before looking over and walking out of your sight. His footsteps and the bells he adorns fading out as he goes to get something. Your eyes already threatening to close in waves of tiredness. God, you had stuff to do, why was your body like this?

The jingle of bells prompts Moon returning back to where you were. He lays a hand on your shoulder to get your attention, being mindful of his claws as he quietly sits in front of your weak form on the side of the couch. Your eyes opened slightly at the contact and seeing him. His head on level with your own in this position while his fluffy cape draped over the back of him. “Here…Drink.” He urges as brings a glass of water over to you. His other hand helps guide you to sit up. You gingerly take the glass and sip the water down while Moon continues to stare at you with his sharp red eyes. Flitting from your face to your chest, and then back again. Concern laced in his features. Once satisfied and swallowing the last of your water, you handed the now empty glass back to him. “Thank you.” You quietly give. He hums in acknowledgment as he sets the glass on the ground beside the couch before you laid back down. Shifting one of the pillows that was on the couch to be under your head. Moon's head now resting on the couch on level and particularly close with your own face, watching you with an unreadable furrowed expression. His clawed hands rested under his faceplate as if pouting or being hesitant over something. It was starting to worry you now. “What's up wit’ you, I don't think I’ve ever seen you like this before.” You questioned sluggishly. Moon looked away slightly as his brows furrowed more, grumbling a bit as his fingers tensed a bit in the cushion. “I didn’t quite catch that.”

He releases a huff in slight embarrassment. “I’m worried…about you.” Concern filling his answer. “You’re… worried about me?” Your sleepy brain was trying to process his answer. He nods once.

“Why? Imma be fine.” You state as if it was nothing but a simple thing. Moon eyes looks back at you for a few beats before moving slightly closer to you. Sliding one of his slender hands to be under the pillow you lay on for more support and brought his other free hand to grasp one of your own that was lying on the couch between you and Moon. His slow and careful grasp engulfing it entirely as he looks back at you once more. One of his fingers pressing to your pulse point once more.

“You need to take better care of yourself….You push yourself too hard.”

You sigh sleepily. “I know Moonie… But every time I do this, I help so many others. You both included. Don’ want you guys to starve.” You mumble as you blink heavily.

“You are just as important, Starlight.” Moon whispers as his concerned eyes flit around your face once more. He gently released his hand that held your own and brought a careful index claw up to tuck a strand of hair away from your face. “Please promise me you won’t push yourself like this again.” He softly asks you.

“Mmmmnnnn..” You mumble out, your brain starting to quickly go into sleep mode.

Moon’s bell on his hat rings softly when he leans his face closer to you, the fluff of his hat brushing up on you with how close he is. “Please.”

“Mmmm okay, okay…” You managed to get out sluggishly.

Moon lets out a huff in relief before looking over and reaching for a blanket that was folded on the other side of the couch. Draping it over your small form before looking over you again.

Letting out another soft sigh he leaned in and nuzzled his faceplate onto your forehead. His arm wrapped around your torso.

“Don’t do it again or you will regret it.” He scolds lightly.

“I woonnnttt.” You drawl out. Defeated in the exhaustion and Moon’s hold on you.

Moon's presence holds you softly and securely as sleep washes over you in seconds. You had seriously pushed yourself too far today as your pulse was just barely thumping under Moon’s touch. He does not have a desire to lose you. You mean too much to both him and Sun.

Moon’s form stays by your side as you sleep deeply, his eyes closed as his faceplate nuzzles you. Whether it be in content or by means of comfort, he lets out quiet deep purrs to try and aid in your recovery. Still paying close attention to your pulse as he rests with you on the couch as if it could stop at any moment.

#Sorry if you see mistakes in my writing I'm still leARNING #Help im not normal over the vampire au #It has me in its clutches #Fnaf moon #Fnaf #fnaf dca #Writing #lighting

[cissyenthusiast010155]

Dumbification with sub!larissa?

Ofc she’s been overworking herself, she’s always on top of everything managing the school, handling the students and planning events, she’s always the one in charge, it would be so nice to have night where she can just let go and take orders instead of give them for once

Heyyy anon! I may have gone a bit overboard on this one… (: hope you enjoy!

Fuck Me Dirty ~Sub!Larissa Weems xWife Professor!Reader

Mommy…Master List

Warnings: NSFW, 18+!!, smut, kisses, fingering, masturbation, sexting, orgasm denial, overstimulation, dumbification, strap fucking, teasing, sub!larissa, blindfold kink, praise kink, degrading kink, etc…

Longer Fic

Enjoy (;

It was exam week for students. Which meant lots of work for the staff. Lots and lots of grading.

Which meant Larissa pushed herself extra hard in her work.

She was planning the end of year celebration, managing the schools needs, handling student discipline, dealing with parent conferences, and much more.

You both had been sleeping in her private office quarters the past week, because Larissa had so much to do, she couldn’t even apparently drive home.

You were woken up by Larissa rousing from the bed at 4am.

She had come to bed at like 1:30 last night…

“Ris?” You sleepily mumbled.

Larissa startled from your words, turned to you as she got dressed for the day.

“I’m so sorry, Darling. I did not mean to wake you.”

You sighed, picking yourself up and leaning against the headboard.

“You’re working too much…” you mumbled.

Larissa chuckled in self-pity at your words. She knew you were right.

“The semesters almost over, love.” Larissa reassured you, leaning over the bed to cup your face and give you a peck on the lips.

But as she went to retract herself and go to the door, you caught her wrist.

“You need a break.” You decisively stated.

“Darling, please. I have work that needs to get done.” Larissa insisted.

“Ok, but on one condition.”

Larissa chuckled at how you were suddenly awake, “What, love?”

You bit your lip in anticipation and got up to grab a new toy you had gotten for you to try.

You displayed the small toy in your hand to Larissa.

“You’ll wear this.”

Larissa looked at you stunned for a minute.

“Y/N…” Larissa unassuriedly said.

You both had never taken your sex life past the bedroom.

“Please…? Be a good girl and try it for me?” You came up to her, invading her personal space.

Larissa gulped at the shift in your tone, “Ok… How does it work?”

You grinned at her agreement and dropped to your knees, moving her knickers aside, and placing the device into her folds.

“It’s like a vibrator. Except I can control it with my phone. And you’ll wear it all day.” You explained, your face plastered with a grin cheek to cheek.

Larissa heart dropped a bit at that, her breathing began to shallow.

She simply nodded and went to leave, but you grabbed her wrist once more.

“And you can’t come.” You warned her.

Larissa’s face went for a loop at that, but she didn’t say anything against it.

She knew better…

“I understand.” Was all Larissa said, before pecking you on the cheek and going into her office.

From there, you restructured your entire day so that you could watch Larissa slowly lose her grasp on reality.

At this point, you were fully awake, so you decided to read for a while in Larissa’s office before making your way to your own classroom.

Larissa’s torture began the moment you entered her office with an innocent look and a book, plus her favorite short skirt of yours…

You both sat in the room, silently doing your own things.

But Larissa had a nagging thought of when you were going to try the toy…

You sat there for hours, and around 7, you decided to go to your classroom and grade some papers.

“I’m going to go now, love. See you at 10 for the staff meeting.” You purred, and before you left the room, you turned on the vibrator onto a lower setting, making Larissa jump and squeal on your way out.

You chuckled as you closed the door and made your way to your classroom.

Oh, today was going to be fun…

For the next few hours, you worked and taught two classes before the staff meeting.

But the entire time, you had that little toy turned all the way up with intensity…

Going at a tortuous slow pace…

But always seeming to stop right before Larissa could go over the edge…

And then resume the whole thing all over again…

When the staff meeting rolled around, you made sure to sit right next to Larissa, which wasn’t that unusual as you were married.

But Larissa of all days found that today, you weren’t doing it innocently…

Not after the tortuous morning she’d had…

Making phone calls and having to bite back moans…

Talking with parents and having to cough to cover her yelps, and having to state she was sick from all the sweating and her glazed over eyes…

You sat down and you were met with a delicious sight.

Larissa was sweating, her breathing was shallow, her eyes glazed over, her legs trembling, her knuckles white from what you presumed to be her clenching them.

“Are you doing alright, my love?” you mock innocently asked your wife.

Larissa gave you a side eye, but couldn’t even manage a well formed response.

Then you turned the little toy off, and Larissa let out a breath she didn’t know she had been holding.

She took this as a sign of pity, and whispered “Thank you, baby…” before standing up to begin the staff meeting.

But now the fun was really starting…

As Larissa spoke and ran down her agenda, you turned the device back on, but with a tapping pattern now.

At that, Larissa lost her balance for a minute and red flushed her face.

“I’m… I’m sorry. Let’s continue.” She desperately tried to salvage what was left of her stature.

For the entire meeting, you randomly turned the vibrator on and off, switched patterns, ramped up the intensity.

You watched in glee as Larissa was finding it harder and harder to make her way through the meeting.

She was starting to get frustrated with you. She didn’t mind some risk, but this was now interrupting her ability to do her job.

And that was exactly your point…

And when Larissa sat down, you would creep your hand up her thigh teasingly…

You’d play with her knickers, but never touching her where she desperately needed you most…

Finally, the meeting ended.

And Larissa was a panting, leg wobbling, lip trembling, whimpering, needy mess…

“Professor Weems, please stay behind.” Larissa gritted out, after dismissing the rest of the staff.

You had a devilish smirk on, which you had quickly adopted when the staff had gone and Larissa had locked her office door.

You dampened down the little vibrator.

“This has to be quick, my love. I have a class in a 10 minutes.” You purred with mock innocence as you went to go sit in the chair opposite her desk.

But before you could, Larissa had grabbed you and pinned you against the wall. Her eyes full of lust and need.

“That was unacceptable.” Larissa spat out, “It was completely unprofessional.”

Your face turned into one of taunting-surprise, “Oh My! I think someone has forgotten their manners…”

Larissa gulped at your tone of voice, she knew what it meant… punishment…

You took Larissa’s moment of realization as a chance to ramp up the vibrators frequency and intensity.

Larissa let out a whimper and a light sob at the continuing edging.

You continued, “Now… Are you going to be a good girl and unhand me? Or do you want to continue to act like a desperate slut whose begging to be put in her place?”

Larissa’s eyes went large at your words, and she immediately unpinned you and backed up.

“I’m sorry. Please… No more…” Larissa begged in a whisper.

“Hmmmm, im afraid you have to work, love.” You taunted, throwing her own words back at her.

Larissa audibly whined at your words, “Well then maybe I’ll just do it myself…”

She had not just done that…

You cocked an eyebrow at her.

You grabbed her neck as if you were going to kiss her, but instead brought your lips to her ear.

“By the end of the night, you’ll be my dumbified cum slut. It’s your choice whether that’s my cum or yours…” you tauntingly jeered.

You then let go of her and made to the exit.

You turned around one more to time to see Larissa in her desperate state and purred, “See you tonight!” with a wink, leaving Larissa whimpering and trying to fight the ruthless toy working her cunt.

For the rest of the day, you periodically sent students or teachers to Larissa for some reason, and you would purposefully ramp up the vibrator every time you sent someone.

At lunch time, you sent Larissa a little video of you skillfully fingering yourself under your desk while you whispered dirty obscenities and with a text that read…

Be a good girl and this will be you (;

When Larissa got that text, she gave up on working entirely. She couldn’t focus on anything but you and the fucking little device which was fucking edging her like it was your own skilled fingers.

Larissa spent the rest of the day, mindlessly rutting against nothing in her chair and falling apart more and more every time you pushed her to the edge again and again.

By 5 o’clock, you had sent your last student to her and Larissa couldn’t even speak.

She managed to croak out “I’m sick… sorry…” before closing her door, her legs failing her and her body collapsing against the door.

When you had finished your grading a couple hours later than you expected, you practically skipped to Larissa’s office.

But when you entered, all you found was her office in a chaotic mess…

You grinned at the disorganized state you had put her in.

You then went to the side of the office to enter her private quarters, assuming she’d be in there next.

Before you could enter, you heard a muffled plea.

Your heart spiked at the idea of Larissa disobeying you and touching yourself.

You barged into the bedroom.

But to your surprise, Larissa was doing nothing of the sort.

Instead, you found Larissa fully nude, kneeling on the edge of the bed.

Her hair had been pulled down from her up tight bun…

Her eyes were stained with mascara and brimming with tears…

Her whole body was trembling and swaying back and forth…

And she was mumbling and whimpering incoherent nothings…

Your still had the vibrator going mercilessly against her pussy…

You made sure to turn around and lock the door.

You cupped Larissas chin, for her to look up at you.

“Well would you look at that… My pretty slut can be a good girl.” You purred.

Larissa’s lip pouted and she whimpered in response.

“Please… I’ve… good, please…” Larissa mewled, desperately grasping for any touch you would give her.

“Say again, slut?” You tauntingly purred.

“Ive been good, please…! I didn’t touch” Larissa cried out.

You cupped her cheek, “You have been a good girl and already stripped for me and presented your beautiful body to me… Maybe I shouldn’t edge you on the rest of the night?” You teasingly purred.

Larissa vigorously shook her head, “No no please no I’ll be good please no more!” Larissa cried out, still rutting her cunt into nothing.

“What does my good girl want, hmmm?”

“Want you to fuck me please!! Want to cum so bad please!” Larissa pled with tears rolling down her cheeks from the overstimulation of the toy.

You smirked and purred back, “good girl…”

Then to Larissa’s great relief, you finally removed the toy from her soaked, throbbing, and puffy pussy.

At that Larissa collapsed backwards on the bed still panting heavily, “Thank you…please need more” she whimpered, looking up at you with lustful, needy eyes.

You chuckled at how lost Larissa’s composure already was.

You then began to take your own clothes off, but at an agonizingly slow pace.

Larissa whined at how long you were taking with your pants, but a stern look from you put her right back in her place.

Finally, with all your clothes off, you crawled up slowly to meet Larissa who was a squirming mess beneath you.

She looked up at you with puppy dog eyes and a pouting lip, while desperately grinding her hips up to find any friction from you.

“You wanna be fucked?”

Larissa nodded eagerly, her eyes lighting up that she might actually get what you’d been denying her the whole day.

You brought something out from behind your back, an with a smirk presented it to Larissa.

Larissa’s eyes lit up with anticipation at the sight of the blindfold in your hand.

“Will you be good and let me blindfold you?” you purred.

“Yes please” She immediately responded with lust coating her voice.

You tied the blindfold on Larissa and then proceeded to get off of the bed.

Larissa whimpered and bucked her hips at the loss of contact.

“Hmmm, that doesn’t sound like a good girl…” you taunted as you found your largest strap and started to put it on.

But all Larissa could give you now was more incoherent sobs and beggings.

You sat yourself in between her spread our legs.

“My poor thing can’t even speak anymore huh? Want my dick so badly?”

Larissa nodded desperately, grabbing onto you and trying to pull you closer.

You tutted her away, and placed Larissa up against the headboard, pinning her in.

Larissa could feel the strap your were packing ghosting against her puffy and soaked folds.

“What’s the safe word, love?” you gently reassured.

“Red…” Larissa whimpered, “please…”

“Good Girl.” You whispered, before thrusting into her aching cunt.

You began to pound into Larissa at a decent pace, Larissa holding you close as She spurted incoherent moans and cries of pleasure.

Her first orgasm came within minutes, and Larissa fell over the edge with cries of obscenities.

But when you didn’t stop, Larissa’s whole world flipped upside down.

You continued to pound into her, drawing out orgasm after orgasm from the overworked blonde.

Larissa had become puddy in your arms as she screamed in pleasure and overstimulation at her latest climax.

You helped her down her high and then gently pulled out of her. You then gently removed the blindfold from her face as well.

“You did so good, my love. So good.” You praised Larissa, as she came into your chest to snuggle.

“Let me clean you up, hmmm?”

Larissa couldn’t do anything but whimper and nod in response.

“Awww, have I fucked my baby dumb?” You lightly teased as you got up to take the strap off and go grab a washcloth from the bathroom.

Larissa simply murmured in response, unable to form a coherent word anymore.

You lightly chuckled, as you came back with the washcloth.

“May I?” You asked for her permission, which Larissa immediately nodded to.

You carefully spread her legs and cleaned up all the cum that had dripped down her thighs from the day.

With one final swipe through her delicate folds, Larissa lightly moaned out.

“Sorry, Baby… Did I go to far?” You asked with genuine concern.

Larissa shook her head and merely made grabby hands for you to embrace her.

You smiled and embraced her, you both falling into sync in the bed.

“Get some sleep, Rissa.” You whispered into her ear, “I love you so much.”

“Love you too…” Larissa mumbled as she dozed off in your arms.

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[indecenthoney]

"The Puppy Problem"

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There comes a time in your life when baby fever hits you a little too hard. Leaving you fully convinced that the only thing you need right now is to have a child. To the point, that you get a little too obsessed and the only possible cure is to actually get the deed done. This is exactly what happened to my girlfriend who has continually tempted me this entire week. Despite us both working, I have explained that raising a child takes more than just two paychecks. It includes saving and planning and a whole lot of other adult stuff. In her defense, she responded that it would be more than enough and threw in some "girl math" to sweeten the deal. If you had only seen the horrendous look on my face as she explained her reasoning.

"I-... No... What? No... We are not having a baby... Now can you please get off me? I know what you're trying to do and I am not going to breed you in the heat of the moment... Especially, if you just want to have a baby... Why not? It's because we're still young... You can barely get out of bed... How do you expect us to function? Okay okay... I know our kids are going to look cute... but that's not a reason to have a kid right now... No... And that's final... Ughhh c'mon don't look at me like that... Seriously... No... It's too soon... You're not going to let this go, are you? Okay... I am going to regret this but... This is how it's going to go... We'll adopt a puppy and if we raise him right... and you can prove that you'll be a good mother then I will think about having a baby... Emphasis on thinking about it... Deal? Alright alright... get off me now... Hey! Hey! Stop grinding... Fucking sneaky..."

After working out the details of the arrangement, I dropped by our local animal shelter to adopt a puppy. During the adoption, they had mentioned him being 4 weeks old and a golden retriever mix. Not that I had much intention of choosing a specific breed, but more so choosing him because he looked like the sun. Golden fur and a jovial personality. If we wanted a kid so badly, I thought the pup should also be similar to the mother. In all honesty, I've always seen my girlfriend as a sort of pup herself seeing as how she circles around me every time I am home. Maybe having a pup will bring out a motherly side of her. Who knows? She might turn out to be a wonderful mother. On our way home, I bought a few things: puppy bowls, puppy food, collars, a puppy bed, and even puppy toys. You can tell that I went a little overboard with all of this. After carrying all the things in, my girlfriend comes rushing to the door all excited. She played with Sol for hours and even took naps together. Completely tuckered out. We named him "Sol" by the way. After tucking them both in, I snapped a few pictures before hitting the hay myself. A few weeks passed by, and we soon learned that raising a puppy wasn't all fun and games. It also meant bringing him to the vet, cleaning up his mess, and working around our schedules to give him the attention he needed. It left us little to no time to do the things we wanted.

"Hey hun... I'm going to take Sol for a walk... No, it's okay you should rest... I think you need it... You look really tired... Get some more sleep and I'll handle Sol... I know I know... I want to cuddle too but Sol needs his walk right now or he's going to get antsy... You know how he gets... Now get some rest, I'm going for a jog and will be back in two hours, alright? Love you too..."

As Sol got bigger, he became a little too much for her. The little guy grew up to be very active and would often tire her out when it came to playtime. Luckily enough, I was able to keep up with Sol and used our time together to get the extra cardio in. Eventually, as the weeks passed, it would mostly be me and Sol spending time together leaving her to be home alone most of the time. It sort of led me to neglect her. Not that I knew, it was more of her not wanting to complain. Her mood quickly soured whenever I played or praised Sol. I would often find her tugging at my shirt but never really saying what she wanted. I would have sat down and checked on her, but Sol was already pulling on his leash for his walk. After our regular two-hour session, Sol walked off to his bowl to gulp down some water before knocking out in his doggy bed. After reaching the living room, I soon found my girlfriend completely hammered after nearly completing an entire bottle of liquor.

"Woah woah... What's the occasion? I didn't know we were celebrating... Jeez, you nearly finished the whole thing... I can't believe you're drinking alcohol... To be honest, I'm surprised you're still standing after all that... Hun? You... seem... mad... Why are you mad? What? Wait a minute... Hold on... There's no need to shout... and this was your idea, wasn't it? You're the one that wanted a kid so badly... I was only giving us a test run... H-hun? Awww hun... There's no need to cry... I'm sorry... Okay okay... I'm starting to get it... You must've been... really... lonely, huh? Drinking your sorrows away... What? Did Sol make you jealous? Yeah? See? And parenting is a whole other ball game... The baby would keep us busy 24/7... We wouldn't even have time to cuddle... What am I going to do with you? Mmm... I have an idea... Follow me... C'mon right this way... Ah, don't worry about him... Sol is going to be out for a couple of hours... More than enough to make up for lost time... Hahahaha... It's fine... It's fine... Let me take care of you, okay?"

Fuck. In the end, I was so focused on raising Sol that I ended up neglecting her own feelings. Even if I did have good intentions, I guess a part of me really wanted it to work out knowing how badly she wanted a kid. But seeing her this sad broke my heart. I wanted to make it up to her. Who knows how long she must've been feeling this way? After entering our room, I quickly pushed her against the door. Locking lips; intertwining ourselves. Pining for one another as if we haven't seen each other in ages. As cheesy as it may sound, I needed her like I needed air. It had been quite a while since I last tasted her sending shivers down my spine. The urge to take a bite out of her. To hear her scream my name in pain and pleasure. And though I hesitated, I would soon feel her hands pulling me in. Tempting me to do whatever I please on a condition. It being that all the attention in the world must be placed on her. No phone call or emergency could distract me from her gaze. And so I bite. Not a second wasted before pressing my lips against hers; muffling her moans. I acted on my excitement. Leaving her literally breathless. Abruptly, I retreat giving her some way to catch her breath. Only to see the desperate look in her eyes as I pull away. Longing for me to fill the void that I had placed.

"You know... You're really cute when you look up at me like that... Hun? Hahahah... There's not a single thought behind those pretty puppy eyes of yours, huh? Alright... C'mon, stand up... We can't have you melting in my arms just yet... Follow me... Mhm... Sit right here... Let's just take these off, yeah? What pretty little panties you have on... Hm? What're we doing in front of the mirror? Well... You're just going to sit down and see for yourself... Fuck... me... This wet already? Just from a little kissing? That's so embarrassing... Put it in? Hahahah... Sweetie... There's no need to rush... Of course, I can slide my fingers in... It's just a matter of if I want to... God... You're just soaking right through them... Look at the mirror... See? Aren't you fucking pretty... Now now... If you even think about looking away, I'll stop completely... Yeah? Good... girl... That's it... Mmm... Look at how leaky you've become... So naughty... It's okay... It's understandable... I haven't had much time to touch myself either, you know? So I know what you're going through... That being said, I'll stop teasing... Thank you for waiting so patiently... Good things come to good girls that wait, no? And you're a good girl, are you not? Exactly... I'm glad you think that because I have a little something something for you... Mhm... A collar... Pretty, right? There's no need to be shy... As soon as you put it on I'll give you what you want, deal? Hahahah... See? Nothing to be ashamed about... Now... Why don't we fill you with fingers you love so so so much... Ohhh fuck... Too much? You say that but you're not telling me to stop, are you? Let's go a little deeper... Fill those pretty little holes... Mmph... Hahaha... Yeah? That's my girl... Shhhhh shhhhh it's okay... It's feels good, doesn't it? Look at you... gripping around my fingers... I know you missed me... but I'm right here hun... I can barely pull my fingers back... Don't wanna let go, huh...? Such a needy little girl... "

After seeing how sensitive she was from just the rubbing, I opted to taking a much slower approach. It would have been boring to have her concede so soon. Knowing that, I guided my middle finger down; easing her in until she was ready for another. Her eyes rolled back in ecstasy as the second pressed up into her walls. Her once empty cunt now filled to the brim causing her to throw her head back. Shallow breathes to shakey motions. My other hand pulling her back into the gaze of the mirror. Forcing her to watch as I toy with her for my enjoyment. Stuttering moans and heavy breaths escape her lips. Failing to communicate between my pulsing fingers. My arms and legs coiled around her preventing any chance of escape.

"Hahahahaha... Uhm... What was that? Hun... You're gonna have to pull yourself together if you want the slightest chance of me understanding you... And what do you think you're doing? Stopping me all of a sudden... Ohhhh? A break? But we just started... I mean... This is what you wanted, no? And now you're telling me to stop? Give me one good reason why I shouldn't finger fuck you senseless right now... Huh? You're going to... what? Pee...? Hahahah... And, so what? I'm not scared of little waterworks... Awwww is the filthy little pup gonna piss herself... You poor thing... Must've been all that alcohol... What a way to bite yourself in the ass... Please? And if I say no? What if I wanna see you make mess out of yourself...? Hm? Anything? Really? Fine fine fine... You have yourself deal... Let's go to the bathroom, shall we? Oop- Before I forget... Where do I put that leash of mine? There we go... Just gonna put this on... and mhm... ready to go... Huh? Well... I'm bringing you to the bathroom, of course, silly... Joking? Me? Hahhaha... No no I'm dead serious... And all you have to do is keep your end of the deal... C'mon quickly... We wouldn't want to ruin the sheets more than we already have... The sooner we get this over with the better... So get on all fours... After all, you're just dumb little pup that doesn't know any better... How can I trust you to piss properly when I can't even leave you alone for a second? Now... be a good girl and crawl for me..."

With some reluctance, she made her way off the bed and to the floor. Her back perfectly arched leaving room for temptation to fuck her right then and there. She attempted to quickly scurry off to the bathroom to avoid any further embarrassment. But was brought to a complete halt as I tugged on her leash. In her confusion, I once again pulled to signal her back to me. Her gaze avoiding eye contact at all costs whilst questioning my motives.

"Well, aren't you excited? Hahahah... There's no need to rush... You should really know better, hun... We can't have you running off, can we? Let's take it slow... Mhm... You're doing such a good job... Almost there... Fuck... It's cute... The way your ass shakes with each step... I'm starting to think we should collar you more often... Would you like that? Hahaha I'm just kidding... Kinda... Here we are... Woah... Not yet sweetheart... You need to ask for permission... and then I'll let you piss... Good things come to good girls that wait, remember? Need to make sure that you're trained... Shake. You heard me... Shake. Good girl... Such a quick learner... Alright... Sit. Oh? Alright alright... Bark. What's the hold-up? C'mon, hun... Bark for me... Hahahah... Fuck... No no, you did good... You're allowed to piss now... but you have to piss like a mutt... Yes... Still on all fours... Raise your leg and piss... Embarrassing? Well... I could always stick my fingers in and mess with your insides until you piss yourself... No? Alright... so do your best..."

Relieving herself quickly took a turn for the worst as the golden liquid dribbled down her thigh. A rollercoaster of emotions were displayed before rivers of tears ran down her face. I found myself conflicted between guilt and the sick kick of her own embarrassment. Nonetheless, I was proud of her and praised her for her efforts. After wiping the tears, I hurridely ran a bath for the both us to better unwind from this interesting little experience. Unfortunately, my member was still fully erect. A particular part of me that couldn't really be ignored as it throbbed against her ass. I sat there in silence trying to repent for my crimes. But even then, she was gentle with me; easing me from my suffering. My cock that felt the cool sensation of the bath soon enveloped by her pulsing, hot cunt. Speaking too soon, I experienced a more insufferable punishment. We laid there motionless. God. I wanted to fuck her. But to risk ruining her mood even further would be a fate worse than hell itself. I was unsure of my disposition. Was she mad? Was that too much? I pulled gently on her collae to reveal the nape of her neck. Placing kisses awaiting some sort of response.

"I-... Uhm... S-sorry I really don't know what came over me... and if you're upset I completely understan- Huh? What... am I waiting for? What do you mean?"

My mind went blank over the course of this conversation. I was completely perplexed. Even after pissing herself, she had the audacity to question my determination. She sat there. Unsure of whether I was going to keep my word and take care of her or have her do all the work herself. In that instance, it would be said that I had completely lost, but I had my own pride for these sorta things. I honestly didn't give her enough credit. She wasn't just some puppy girl or frail princess. She was a lady. A lady with needs. It's not something complicated like a dog eat dog world. It's simpler than that. It is to use or be used. And how am I a man, if I were not to satisfy and fulfill those very needs. Fingers slipped through narrow openings and hooked their way around her collar pulling her down even deeper into my hips. The once, cold tension had subsided. Water violently splashed; spilling out from the sides due to shaking hips. The shrill shriek of her voice slightly choking. Truly a mix of pain and pleasure.

"Mmmph... Fuck... You don't understand how much I've missed this, baby... Aaa... God... I-I wouldn't know what to do with myself if I had spend another... FUCKING... week of not being able to touch you... Hahahah and from the looks of it... You feel the same way, huh? The way your pussy tightens every time I pull harder on your collar... Awww... Speak up, princess... Tell me how much you love it... Right here... Right now... I'll even reward you... Give you as many puppies as you want... Breed you over... and over... Fill your pretty little holes to the brim... No? Hahahaha a little too late for a no... A bit heartless even... Stopping me this late into the game... Do you not want puppies anymore? Not right now? Here I thought our kids were going to look cute... Well, you better do something quick... cause the closer I get I'm starting to think I really do want kids..."

Her splendid body towered over me as I lay watching in the tub. She straddled me but leaned in for a kiss before guiding my cock back into her. And here I thought, I had scared her with the whole bit but maybe she did want kids after all. At this point, I didn't really care. Nor was I in any position to stop her. Something was a bit off. A bit tighter than usual? I wanted to move but she had my arms in lockdown, asking for another minute to adjust. Even just kicking my leg up a bit would cause her to bite down into my shoulder. Maybe she came? After a while, I decided to do the moving on my own. Slow, shallow strokes. Fucking into her as if we had all the time in the world. Her bites slowly transitioned into moans muffled into my shoulder. She sunk deeper into my arms; placing kisses on her forehead. Reassuring her to leave everything to me. Nearing my limit, I grasped her waist with both hands before cumming into her. A euphonic blend of moans bounced off the bathroom walls which soon after was filled with laughter.

"Hahahah... I felt like I came buckets... That's kinda gross actually... I'll shut up... Hahahah... Youuuuu okay? We really have to find time for ourselves... I could always have the neighbor kids to walk Sol around... To be honest, why haven't we done that sooner? Right? Hahahah... Uhm I'm sorry for neglecting you... I should've checked on you sooner... Silly... I love you... I know how important having a kid was to you... so I wanted it to work... You know? I'm glad we got this sorted out... Now let's get you cleaned up! I don't want you catching a cold... And maybe... grab you a plan B... What do you mean no? You want to have a kid? But I came in you... I came in your... Oh... OHHHH! No wonder you were all flinch-y... That's kinda hot..."

After cleaning ourselves up, we took our time in bed to cuddle and talk about everything that happened. Luckily, Sol was still sleeping soundly in his bed by the time we were finished. It gave me more than enough time for us to reconnect and flirt. A kiss here and there. A little, spicy makeout session that almost turned into another round of explicit scenes. But I digress. I would even go on to tease her by calling her a "good girl". In my excitement, I guess I was a bit loud. That was when we heard scratching at the door. It was Sol pawing and whining wondering where we were. After opening the door, he would rush onto the bed and snuggle up to the mom. I quickly followed and joined the party. The three of us were happy and tuckered out after a long day. Who knows? Maybe one day soon, I wouldn't mind having a kid. Or two. Or... three.

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With love and lust,

Honey

#bd/sm community #bd/sm blog #degrading k1nk #humiliation kink #breeding k1nk #dumb puppy #puppy sub #breeding pet #bd/sm breeding #breeding toy #bd/sm pupp #pet pl4y #bd/sm pet #intox kink #rough cnc #cnc k!nk #risquéhoney

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Laddies we got an Au

Long post below the cut and some disturbing imagery, so be advised.

So it takes place after Pearl sunk Abalone and his fleeting. This time however her sisters actually stuck around to check on her after everything and actually managed to help her open up…some how.

Though her heart wasn’t stained black she will never be the same.

However she was able to build up the strength to talk to Lord Oyster again. She never fully forgave him for giving away her pearl, but he was there after the attacks to take care of the pirates who had somehow managed to avoid dying to take them to justice. This showed the mermaids that some cookies could be trusted. Because of this Pearl became a guardian for The House of Oyster and oh boy did that do wonders for their reputation!

With her making peace with all her pain she didn’t fully become Black Pearl and is kinda grey(-ish purple) I need to work on her design a bit more obviously, but she followed a lot closer to Crimson and takes her job as a protector seriously enough. Some may wonder if she enjoys a good fight more than defending her friends.

Also her sister and Frilled Jellyfish have her tokens to try and brighten her up some.

Through all this Lord Oyster swore he would redeem himself to his moon (she asked him not to call her that anymore lol) So he dedicated a good chunk of resources to trying to locate her pearl! This mission was passed down through the generations until finally…

Oyster Cookie had finally gotten a big lead and was able to send one of the best captains and his crew out to try and recover it.

Unfortunately they ran into a slight problem.

The sea the pearl was said to be found in was rough and could capsize a ship twice their size. Caviar wanted to go alone, but with a crew as stubborn as he they braved it together as one! (Candy Diver died in a different accident and Caviar still managed to find them and bring them aboard because he’s just that good at sniffing out crew mates.)

Alas it wasn’t just a storm.

It was a trap.

A band of pirates forged a letter hoping Oyster herself would show up so they could get a nice tidy ransom, but when a harder than nails crew showed up in their place they were far from pleased.

The Salty Shark crew hold their ground well, but being outnumbered four to one never seems to end in your favour.

Caviar was the last to go down and was thrown overboard to his watery grave like the rest of his crew. After The Silent’s crew was demolished completely the pirates set out to “commandeer” her, but immediately things started to go wrong for them. Things went so wrong that at least two were killed on their scramble to get off the boat while many more met their soggy fates as they threw themselves overboard in preference to whatever was on their with them.

Guess what movie franchise this is based on :D

As the legend says the captain pulled himself up out of the deep that night and sails his waters of the Duskgloom searching for his crew to bring them safely aboard and finally leave that damned place. However the captain’s kindness runs short with strangers who cross his path, especially those who fly the skull and crossbones.

The Silent is still under his full command and all orders are carried out will full efficiency.

Now Oyster wanted the return of her pearl to be a surprise with a big celebration after, but when the captain never returned and those she sent to look for him disappeared she had few other choices than to send her most capable guard.

#black pearl cookie #captain caviar cookie #cookie run #cookie run kingdom #oh his I don’t want to tag all those characters #uhh #candy diver cookie #oyster cookie #lord oyster cookie #swap au #caviar didn’t actually kill his rescue crew. he just kinda dumped them on an island because they freaked the fuck out when they saw him #also they tried to take him out of there without his crew and as we all know “no cookie left behind! #they might end up dead there tho. it’s not a very big island. #the oysters are fun to draw tho! why did no one tell me this? #pls look how I drew blue in that dumb fuck family guy death pose with a comidic amount of strawberry jelly #I think it’s dumb and funny #also the face caviar’s ‘bones’ are coral that got stuck in his dough because cookies don’t have bones #AND HIS HAIR IS REPLACED WITH KELL (except for the caviar because it fit real well) #originally I was going to give him a puffer fish that hung out by his side or on his belt but then I was like he already has Candy Diver’s #eyes on his headband. do I really need to be any more in the nose here? #body horror #blood

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that recent dew request got me SOFT!!! i love your writing so much, so how about i request phantom x reader also engaging in a playfight but since phantom has been recently summoned, he's not used to holding back and ends up unintentionally scratching the reader with his claws. i wonder how freaked out and horrified he'd be once he realized !!!!!!

Ok so I went a little overboard with this one cause I'm HEAVY on the Phantom brainrot. Semi continuation of this but all you really need to know is Reader works as Sister's assistant and has been at the Ministry for a decent amount of time.

Also...thank you so much that really makes me so happy WAHHHH

My requests are open !

Your eyes darted up in the direction of the door for the millionth time since Sister Imperator left her office for the day. You had stayed behind to get some extra work done for the upcoming Samhain harvest party. You rolled your shoulders to sedate the feeling of anticipation building up within you. As time dragged on with nothing happening you began to relax and get some proper work done, that is until you hear it. The slightest creak of the floorboards. You tense for a moment pausing your typing to listen for it again thinking you just imagined it. You get this deep feeling within your gut that you need to turn around right now or who knows what will happen. You shift in your chair and scan the surprisingly small space. 

There’s no way he’s here. I would’ve seen him come in unless he crawled through the fucking window. What am I thinking of course he would crawl through a window. 

You turn back around in your chair only to be met with the glowing purple eyes of your favorite scarred face. You jump ever so slightly but cover it up with a laugh and a shake of your head.

“Nice try star,  but you’re gonna have to do better than that.” 

“Seriously? I spent all day perfecting that trick and nothing.” He makes a pouty face as he looks at you from across the desk. 

“It’s going to take a lot more than sudden popping into existence to get me” you laugh “but I wouldn’t mind hearing about that little trick.” You just wanted to know exactly what to look out for for future encounters. You hoped you sounded innocent enough, though apparently you didn’t. 

“Can’t do. A magician never reveals his secrets.” He looks at you smugly. 

You roll your eyes with a smile and finish the email you were writing before standing and slipping your hand into his. You walk back to your room together and you can literally feel the excitement sparking off of Phantom. You shudder when you feel a zap of accidental quintessence pulse through you. With the harvest party so close, the Ministry is fully done up in autumn colors and cheap decorations. It was hard to make a Satanic abbey filled with demons look any more haunted, but it’s the thought that counts. 

Phantom had become completely enamored with the concept of Halloween. The day the very first fake cobweb appeared he had burst into your room on your day off to interrogate you about why the Siblings were getting annoyed with him for cleaning it. When you explained to him what Halloween was and how humans celebrate it he was so excited that the lichtenberg figure scars on his body began to pulse with barely contained quintessence. He spent the remainder of the night on your laptop binge watching movies and looking at costumes. He also picked up a nasty habit. From that day on he turned his daily ‘visit you at work’ moments into daily ‘try to scare you shitless’ moments. You ended up having to explain to a rather sad looking Phantom that you’ve been at the Ministry for quite some time and a ghoul jumping out and yelling ‘boo’ is not going to scare you. Little did you know, that would only egg him on. His little scares started to become big scares trying everything he could think of to get to you. 

You both pause when you finally get to your room. This immediately makes you suspicious as Phantom usually opens the door first. You turn to look at him. 

“Phantom I swear to Satan if one of your bats is in there again.” You say slowly pushing open the door and peaking in. You sigh in relief when you don’t see anything moving. 

You walk in with him hot on your heels. His smile falters as he looks around the room. 

“Aw come on I left it right there!” He says pointing to your desk. Your eyes scan over him. 

“Is that who you were looking for?” You motion to his shoulder. He turns his head and yelps when he sees the tarantula on him. You walk over and take it gently into your hand before he can smack it. 

“Is this one of Papa Secondo’s? How did you convince him to let you borrow her for this?” 

He stays silent.

“You didn’t convince him, did you?” 

“I thought it would work! Aren’t most humans anthropomorphic?” 

“Arachnophobic.” 

“That’s what I said.” 

You smile and shake your head “Well I’m going to take this little lady back to Secondo before he turns the Ministry inside out.” 

You leave your room and immediately notice Phantom is not making a move to follow you. That’s your sign that he has something else planned. You mentally prepare yourself for whatever it may be as you make the long walk to Secondo’s chambers where you deposit the tarantula safely into his waiting, and worried, hands. 

Your internal clock still hasn’t matched up to the time change and it is suddenly a lot darker on your way back to your room than you anticipated. The candles being your only source of light for your journey. You pause in front of the open Chapel doors and stare at a glowing stained glass window. You smile contentedly taking it all in, this time of year was always your favorite. 

And then all the candles are snuffed at once. And the heavy doors slam shut. And you smell something. It’s a scent you’re not familiar with. It smells like a strange mix of all the things you’ve come to associate with each element. You turn in a small circle trying to get your bearings in the dim lighting and that’s when you see the thing that makes your blood run cold. The flash of a silver mask standing in front of one of the windows. You can feel your heart jump to your throat as you recall the legends you were told when you first joined the Church. 

Never walk alone at night or else the ghoul who lurks there will find you and dispose of you assuming that you’re a trespasser. He has no name. He only reacts to—

“Special.” You say out loud in shock. 

The moment you do the masked figure rushes at you. You curse and immediately turn to run the opposite direction but you’re no match for the speed of a ghoul. You feel the clawed hand grip your wrist, but luckily you had enough momentum to pull away before he could fully hold you in place.  You sprint down the hallway without a second thought doing everything you can to put distance between you and the ghoul. You pass a small utility closet and that brings you to your senses. You can’t outrun a ghoul no matter how much of a head start you have. You double back and jump into the closet leaving it open just enough to peak out. You keep a hand over your mouth trying to keep your breathing as quiet as you can. You watch through the crack as Special stops right outside of the closet and sniffs the air. Time feels like it moves in slow motion as you watch him. Your chest clenches. Your stomach drops to the floor. You can feel yourself shaking. An image of your death flashes through your mind. 

The ghoul seems to catch something and laughs before taking off in the direction you had gone before ducking into cover. That laugh. It wasn’t full of malice or danger. It was giddy, full of pure excitement. You recognized that laugh. 

Phantom. 

You take a moment to sigh in relief about the fact you aren’t about ready to be horribly murdered by the ghoul from Ministry legend before deciding you were so getting Phantom back for this. You quietly step out of the closet and creep down the hallway you saw him go towards. You hide behind a pillar when you see him standing there frantically looking around. You hear him growl before watching him rip the mask off.

“I can’t smell anything with this thing on.” 

He turns around and starts walking back to where this little game all began. You hold back a smile and lean against the pillar nonchalantly as if you weren’t just on the verge of tears. You watch him pass you before you speak. 

“Come here often?” 

He screams and drops the mask, turning around to face you. You laugh and pick it up, holding it out to him. 

“This is impossible! I’m starting to think you’re not human.” he pauses and you can see his nose twitch as a satisfied grin spreads across his face. He can definitely smell your fear. 

“Nope. Nuh uh. You didn’t get me.” You give him a light shove with your shoulder. 

“Oh I definitely did. I finally found what freaks you out! The big bad ghoul that goes bump in the night!” 

He grabs you and gives you an excited and triumphant shake. When he lets go you feel a small stinging sensation on your arms where he grabbed. You check yourself over and see the little pinpricks from where his claws accidentally dug into your flesh, a small amount of blood already welling there. It wasn’t deep, certainly not the worst scratch from a ghoul, but you did not feel like walking around the Ministry at night with blood on you. The idea of the legends still being true flashes in your mind. 

“Hey uh Phantom.” 

He turns and looks at you and all the elation from his success disappears in an instant. You immediately try to soothe him before he freaks out. 

“Hey no it’s okay. It doesn’t really hurt, I'm fine. I just need you to heal them, okay?” 

He stares at you frozen in place, eyes flicking from your face back to the blood back to you. He looks lost, like he’s not even entirely sure what he’s seeing. You can practically see the storm of thoughts in his head. 

“Phantom.” You say gently. This time he snaps out of it. He’s shaking like a leaf as he silently reaches for you. He hesitates for a moment before carefully putting his hands on you. The air is filled with the smell of ozone and frost as you watch his scars pulse to life with his quintessence. And then you’re screaming as the small sting turns into a horrible burn. He rips his hands away immediately and backs up so far he bumps into the wall. 

You take a moment to catch your breath and scream out a rather creative string of curse words as the feeling turns into a dull throb. 

“Okay. That one’s on me.” You knew he had a hard time controlling his magic when his emotions ran high, but you weren’t exactly thinking logically after the night's events. 

He mumbles something and you tilt your head. He notices and repeats himself just a bit louder. 

“Omega should still be in the infirmary.” He looks up at you with the saddest puppy eyes you’ve ever seen. You mentally smack yourself for not remembering that. 

“Alright let’s go see Omega then.” You smile and move towards Phantom only for him to back away. You pause and feel your chest tighten a bit at the once clingy ghoul keeping a five foot distance from you. You’ve never seen him so quiet, so reserved in your time together. You don’t really know what to do, so you just turn and make your way towards the infirmary. You feel a little better hearing the sound of his shoes clicking after you. 

The infirmary isn’t busy and Omega is able to see you immediately. The lingering scent of your fear made him believe that something horrible happened, but when he saw the little claw marks he sighed. Phantom seemed to take his reaction a different way and immediately started to babble out an explanation with you occasionally interjecting to correct his overdramatization. However, when you got to the part about the added pain Omega seemed concerned. 

“Phantom, you isolated the wrong thread. Have you not been practicing your healing?” 

His ears dropped down as his tail wrapped around his leg. His only response was a high pitched whine. 

Omega sighed “I don’t know if I should yell at you or Aether or both” he pinches the bridge of his nose “starting tomorrow you’re to come here. Don’t be late.” 

He gets up and stalks off to another room without saying anything more. 

You and Phantom leave and head back to your room. He walks next to you this time, but he’s still quiet and it doesn’t sit right with you. He follows you into your room and looks up at you when you close the door.

“Are you really okay?” 

“Yes star, I’m fine. It was barely even a scratch.”

He doesn’t look convinced. You hold your arms out to him.

“Hey. Come here. I want my favorite little love bug.” 

To your surprise, he jumps into you immediately. The force of it knocks you backwards and you land on the bed with him clinging to you. You laugh as he buries his face into your chest muttering apologies and promises to never do it again. He clings tightly to you for a while and you let him, happy that he seems back to normal. Relief washes over you when you finally hear him purr. 

“Hey by the way.”

“Hmm?” 

“Where did you get that uniform?” 

“Oh I borrowed it from Dew.” 

You furrow your brows “And he just let you?” 

He laughs “Well yea. It was his and Swiss’ idea for me to use it.” 

Suddenly the whole situation makes sense. There’s no way Phantom would’ve come up with the idea of masquerading as the special ghoul on his own, much less actually use the idea. You pull his face up to meet yours in a quick kiss. 

“I love you, but never take the advice of those two again.” 

“You’re just mad that I won.” 

You roll your eyes and pull him closer in your little spoon. You lay there with him listening to him ramble about how he did everything, slowly getting lulled to sleep by his weight and the rumble of his voice.

#the band ghost #ghost bc #nameless ghouls #phantom x reader #phantom ghoul #i hope you like it anon <3 #the band ghost fic #golfball writes

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(PREVIEW) SIMS4 MOD | Kiss-n-Grind 1.5 Slow Dance

1.5 Update :

Hey everyone, Hope you all are doing great. I've got a new update for the Kiss and Grind mod, a slow-dance Animation.

I hope you will enjoy it as much as I did 🤗

This one was on my to-do list from a long time ago, I thought that it would be a great addition to The Kiss-n-Grind mod,

I had a lot of fun while I was making it, I went a little bit overboard with it, but I think the final result was worth it.

As with all my animations, I always tend to try to add some uniqueness to them. To keep them more eventful and have some kind of story to tell,

By doing that the animation ended up being more intimate and a little bit more playful. it definitely ended up being more fun to make and I think also to play with  Also, I want to mention that the animation is a little bit long, Roughly around three Kiss-n-Gring Animations Combined

For all the people who saw the Sketches for this one, I did manage to animate all the key poses that I have drawn for it

New interaction Intimate Slowdance with its own emotions/buffs,

A new pie menu will appear in the Romance category under the name Kiss and Grind, all the new interactions will appear on it:

The interaction won't appear if your sim hasn't had their first kiss yet, or the level of romance is too low

Features Of the Mods:

New highly detailed animation

Sounds events for the full animation

A Dance/romance Interaction

A new icon that will suit the new animation

The interaction has its own buff's

All the icons used are custom-made by me, I did put extra time into them to be more visually pleasing and match their original content

Possible outcomes:

Known Bugs:

everything seems to be working well so far. I didn't have come across any bugs, but please do report any you may encounter.

This mod is BG-compatible.

The mod will be enhanced further in the future, with New Gifts and Animations!!!

A lot of you have asked about making it autonomous,  I am looking more into it, I didn't find enough time to fully experiment with it, so for now The interactions shouldn't be played autonomously,

Better to wait until the animation is finished and the queue is clear before playing another one.

Requirement :

This mod needs the XML injector by Scumbumbo. You can download it here: https://scumbumbomods.com/xml-injector

How to install :

Just put both my mod and the XML injector script into your Sims 4 Mods folder.

Delete The older version, leave just the Updated one

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[sihtricfedaraaahvicius]

warnings: (angst/fluff) mention of blood, loss, alcohol, abuse, hints of depression.

pairing: Sihtric x you (f)

summary: you had loved Sihtric since you were young, but a lot of things happened and changed since then.

word count: 4k

Note: requested by @lady-targaryens-world, I hope I did some justice to your idea and didn't go overboard too much. Also This isn't fully in line with the series timeline I think, but hey. Oh, it's nearly 3am, I can't see straight anymore so forgive me for any errors.

taglist: @clairacassidy @finanmoghra @uunotheangel @bathedinheat @hb8301

'You are nothing like the boy I fell in love with.'

'What are you smiling for, little sister?' Uhtred asked.

'Nothing,' you smiled.

'I think she likes a boy,' Thyra teased.

'A boy?' Uhtred taunted, 'without our permission?'

'He's just a friend!' you said and stormed off, cheeks red.

What did they know? The boy was your friend, your best friend. He was just as old as you were and you had met him in the forest, as you were pretending to be a warrior on a hunt. You were just a little girl when you first met, but now you are getting to the age of becoming a young woman. And yes, you liked him. You liked him a lot. But no one could know because the young man, who you met as a little boy, was Sihtric. Sihtric Kjartansson. 

And everyone knew that Kjartan and Ragnar did not get along. As you both grew up, it became harder to see each other and keep it a secret from everyone else. But countless nights you had both escaped your families and you'd spent the night together in the forest, hidden away, talking about everything you could think of. There was always laughter and sometimes tears were shed too. And if one was wounded, the other would take care of it. 

It felt like an unbreakable bond until that one night.

You were woken by screams and the smell of fire. You had managed to sneak out of your camp as Kjartan and his men had set it ablaze, killing everyone, and those not dead were captured. You had managed to run into the forest, hoping you'd find Sihtric as you always felt safe with him and desperately wanted to have his arms around you now. But you never saw him that night, or any night after that. Uhtred and Brida did find you in the forest as your family was murdered, and they brought you to safety. You all mourned your family but you also mourned the loss of your best friend, who seemed to have vanished. And you mourned the fact that your brother, young Ragnar, had no idea about all this and Uhtred would have to tell him once he came back from his journey.

Uhtred and Brida took good care of you ever since and taught you how to fight. Uhtred had made you one of the best shield-maiden he had ever seen and said you were a natural. But Uhtred didn't know that Sihtric had taught you a lot of things about fighting. Sihtric had said he taught you how to protect yourself, for maybe one day he couldn't be there to protect you, and you always wondered if he knew what his father had been up to and if that was why Sihtric had never shown himself again.

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And so years went by, but you never forgot about Sihtric, you just came to terms with the fact that he was gone. You often wondered if he was dead, and it always made you sick to your stomach. The thought would always occur during a battle. You feared that you would look down at the man you had just brought to his knees with your axe into his chest, only to see Sihtric's duo coloured eyes look up at you, as the life would fade out of them. But it never happened. You somehow always hoped you would find him as your eyes darted over the surviving warriors after a battle. But that also never happened. 

You had looked for the company of other men as years passed by, hoping they would sweep you off your feet and make you forget all about Sihtric. But that too never happened. No one made you feel like he had done, and you always told yourself he was your best friend, but as you got older you knew he had been your soulmate. And no one could ever take his place in your heart, even if he was dead.

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'Sister!' Uhtred called across the town, and he gestured you over.

'What?' you hissed.

'Go to the stables and keep an eye on my new servant.'

You frowned.

'Not really a servant,' Uhtred rolled his eyes, 'we captured him and he attacked Halig.'

'What? Halig?'

'Halig is fine,' Uhtred said quickly, 'the young man didn't want to hurt Halig, he wanted to offer me his sword for his life. He has sworn loyalty to me and he can help us with our revenge on Kjartan,' he smiled.

'Kjartan?' your eyes grew wide.

You knew Uhtred and Ragnar still wanted revenge, and so did you, the plan was just never solid enough.

'I know how much you love to take care of the horses, and I need someone I trust to keep a close eye on him for a while, until he has proven his loyalty. So, go.'

You sighed and knew you wouldn't win this, so you went to the stables. Uhtred knew you were too good for this kind of task, but Uhtred knew you were good at observing people. And if the man was to try anything, you'd slit his throat in a heartbeat. 

When you reached the stables you saw the "servant" with his back turned to you as he was brushing one of the horses. You watched him for a moment, several paces away, as he was unaware of your presence. You looked him up and down and smirked at the sight of his muscular arms. You were happy that Uhtred finally took in someone who might be a pleasure to the eyes, instead of the other men in his crew. You were curious about the man's face and you took a step closer.

'So, you wish to serve Uhtred then?' You grinned as you had startled him, causing him to drop the brush and freeze, his eyes looking at his feet, his back still turned to you.

'Y-yes, my lady, I have given Lord Uhtred my word.'

'Lord Uhtred,' you giggled, 'and what is your name?'

'Sihtric, my lady,' he said, and you froze to his words.

Sihtric? Your Sihtric? The one who knew all your secrets since childhood, the one who just disappeared when you needed him the most?

'Is… is something wrong, my lady?' he asked after a while of silence, still not facing you.

You took a deep breath, 'Sihtric Kjartansson?'

The man turned around. Both your jaws dropped and eyes grew big at the sight of each other. You felt your heart skip a beat, and so did his, and you couldn't find the right words. He was incredibly handsome, he grew up just fine, and you were so happy to see him alive. But you were also still hurt about how he had just left your life. You didn't know if you wanted to hug him or punch him right between his mismatched eyes. But honestly, you could never punch Sihtric and the sight of him in front of you made you feel butterflies in your stomach.

'I,' Sihtric started, but he got interrupted as Uhtred appeared.

'Sihtric, I need you to tell me all about Dunholm, now.'

'Yes, lord.'

Uhtred smiled and nodded at you, 'Check if he cleaned the horses well enough,' and he walked away. Sihtric followed him, but not before he stopped  right in front of you, looking deeply into your eyes. He opened his mouth to speak, but Uhtred once again interrupted.

'Sihtric, stay away from my sister!'

'Yes, lord!'

And so he did.

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Weeks had passed and Sihtric had only looked at you from afar. He had promised Uhtred to not get close to you, but he also felt ashamed and guilty for what had happened to your family. Sihtric hadn't been aware of his father's plans until the day itself and he hadn't been there when it happened either, for he had tried to sabotage his fathers plans, but was caught by his brother, Sven. And Sven had beaten him unconscious and locked him up before they marched. When the men came back days later, Sihtric was beaten and tortured by his father and brother, and they proudly told Sihtric how they had set fire to your camp.

Ever since that day he assumed you were dead, a feeling he could barely live with, but simply had to all this time. He mourned you, every day, causing him to rebel against his father even more, which made Sihtric's life a living hell. But he felt he deserved all the beatings and degradings for failing to protect you. You were his best friend, his only real friend, and he had told you how Kjartan abandoned him as he was a bastard, and he always ran to you when he was younger after he had been beaten by his father. 

You were the only person who Sihtric allowed to touch him, as you mended his wounds, and he never told you, but he really only felt safe in your arms and he had felt lost ever since that brutal attack. But now he knew you were still alive and felt he just couldn't face you after everything. He felt he had abandoned you, because he never went looking for you, and he felt that his heart still jumped at the sight of you, as it had always done. He always told himself you were his best friend, but deep down he knew you were his soulmate, and he could never love anyone the way he loved you. But he felt you were distant, and he didn't blame you. He thought it was better to leave you be. You deserved happiness and he felt he was not deserving to be a part of that, he didn't deserve you. And so he'd find himself in the alehouse each evening, trying to drink away his feelings for you. And when that didn't work he'd go to a brothel, trying to find a woman for the night who could make him forget about you. Yet he always found himself looking for a woman who looked like you, but he never found her, because they weren't you. 

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A lot had happened since Sihtric's arrival. Uhtred and Halig had been sold as slaves, and as time passed you and Sihtric only grew apart more. Sihtric had proven himself loyal to Uhtred, being part of the plan to free Uhtred and Halig, and you had to give him some respect for that. Unfortunately, Halig never returned, but Uhtred did and he came with an Irishman named Finan, who you quickly grew fond of.

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You had been visibly upset lately, even more so than before. Uhtred and Ragnar kept asking what had happened to you, but you never spoke the whole truth. You told them that you felt anger and sadness, for there soon would be revenge on Kjartan and were nervous about Thyra. Uhtred told you a while ago that Thyra was still alive, as Sihtric had told him, and she was held captive. You had been kept in the dark about their plan to attack, as your brothers insisted, they knew you were a fierce fighter but they didn't want to involve you as they worried about the state you were in and saw it as a weakness. Which you told them also had hurt you. And that wasn't a lie, but you couldn't tell your brothers that you were also heartbroken by the fact that the man you had always loved had been within arms reach for a long time now, but he wouldn't even look into your eyes. You felt as if you were nothing to him, as if you had never been anything to him. You felt as if he purposely got drunk in front of you before slacking off to a whore, one he had apparently married at some point, which you only recently found out, causing you to spiral even more.

Sihtric made you so angry and it pained you so much that he didn't seem to understand that he didn't need to numb himself and hump his frustration out with a stranger. It broke your heart that he never considered sneaking off with you, into the woods close by, like you had done when you were young. And you thought he was just too dumb, like any other man, to understand that you wanted to be the one who would kiss his worries away and make him feel good. And when you saw Sihtric tonight, as he stumbled out of the brothel once again, you got up and followed him.

'What are you even doing?' you scoffed as you had followed him into a narrow, empty street.

'Hmm?' Sihtric hummed as he turned around.

It was dark, yet you could tell there was still a tipsy glance in his eyes, but he wasn't fully drunk anymore, at least humping a whore had probably sobered him up a little.

'What happened to you?'

'What do you mean?' he frowned.

'Really?' you scoffed again, 'you are dumber than a pig's arse. What happened to that boy I met as a child?'

'A lot of time has passed since you met that boy,' Sihtric spoke with a soft but stern voice, slightly slurring here and there.

'Yes, there has. And so, what, you just come here after all those years, back into my life without saying a word to me? Only making me watch you get drunk and hump nearly every night? Such a good friend, you are, after all that time,' you spat as you stepped closer to him.

'And that's all I am to you!' he hissed, before suddenly raising his voice, 'a friend! I'm just your friend!' You watched as Sihtric sighed and looked down to his feet. Then he chuckled and shook his head, before he stepped closer and looked back up at you, 'What do you care about how I spent my nights… and with whom?' he nearly whispered, but his face was so close to yours, that you could hear every word clearly.

'Because I care about you!' you snapped, 'because we used to share every secret with each other! Yet now I have to hear from the other men that you married some… some whore! Because she said she loved you?! After how much silver did she tell you!?'

'She loves me!' he suddenly yelled.

'Oh, Sihtric, does she really?' you scoffed and rolled your eyes.

'She does! She does love me!' Sihtric's voice broke as he yelled, 'she says she loves me! And no one else ever told me they loved me!'

You watched how Sihtric stepped away from you as his lip trembled and tears formed in his eyes, 'you don't even love me,' he spoke bitterly.

'Sihtric,' you said calmly, trying to keep your voice steady as you fought your tears, 'you are nothing like the boy I fell in love with. He would've known I always loved him. That I still love him. But I guess he really did die somewhere, just as I had feared.'

You turned from him and walked away, calmly, as tears rolled down your face. And you cried yourself to sleep that night, not knowing Sihtric did the same, after he had thrown his wedding ring somewhere into the bushes before he dragged his feet home.

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Several days had passed and Uhtred had informed you that tomorrow they would march to Dunholm. You insisted on going with them to which Uhtred and Ragnar eventually agreed, but made you promise you wouldn't fight. At first light the next morning everyone was ready to go and so the three day journey started. Uhtred informed you of their plan during the day, even if you wouldn't fight, you had to know what would happen. Brida and Ragnar soon separated from the group with their own troops, and you stayed with Uhtred and his men. Soon the sun would set and you all stopped to make a camp. Uhtred told you to stand guard for the night which you agreed to. As darkness had taken over you sat far from the camp, but not too far, to have a good look out. Uhtred told you he would have someone take over from you during the night, and not much later you heard someone crouch down next to you. You sighed quietly when you saw it was Sihtric, the last man you wanted to see now, and you both sat in silence for a while.

'I divorced her,' Sihtric suddenly said quietly.

'What?' you snapped your head towards him.

'You were right,' he said, but he didn't meet your eyes and then he chuckled, 'everyone was right. She didn't really love me.'

He turned his face to look at you, 'no one really loves me,' he said with a weak smile and he clenched his jaw.

'That is not true,' you whispered, and you studied his scarred face. He was still beautiful, despite whatever pain was once inflicted on him and left its mark.

'You know... I hoped to find you in the forest that night, when… when… my family,' you stammered.

'I tried to stop Kjartan,' Sihtric gently interrupted, 'but Sven fought me and locked me up. Days later I heard what they did and I assumed you were dead. I should've looked for you eventually, but I never did. And I have carried that with me ever since. I wanted to be there for you, that night. But I… I was chained to a wall.'

A few tears escaped your eyes, and Sihtric gently wiped them away before he cupped your cheeks.

'I have never stopped thinking about you, and I mourned you. But then when I suddenly saw you again,' he paused, 'I couldn't bear looking at you. I failed you, and I will never forgive myself.'

'Sihtric,' you hushed him, 'you never failed me. At least you tried to stop Kjartan and you deserted him. But I assumed you were dead too. I hoped to find you in a battle, to know you were still standing, but I never saw you. Until you arrived with my brother.'

You sighed and Sihtric gently pressed his forehead against yours, to which you closed your eyes.

'Many days I wish I had died,' he whispered, 'until I saw you again. But I don't deserve to be around you. That is why I did what I did. I hoped the ale would make me forget you, and I clung onto the first woman who'd tell me she loved me, because I knew you would never be the one to say those words to me. I only tried to distance myself from you.'

'But I do love you, Sihtric,' you suddenly said, 'I love you. I have always loved you. And I know I always will. I have also looked for love in the wrong places, but no one could make me forget you. I could never love anyone the way I love you. And when I saw you behave the way you did, it just angered and hurted me. And I distanced myself too.'

'You love me?' Sihtric asked, he looked into your eyes and you found a shimmer of hope in them.

'I love you,' you said again, and felt a smile curl onto your lips as you watched Sihtric's expression soften, but he quickly frowned again.

'But I don't deserve you,' he said weakly as he shook his head.

'Sihtric,' you placed your hands onto his nape, 'you deserve all of my love, if you want my love, that is. But I will be your only woman and no one else will interfere with our love again if you will have me. And if you love me the same.'

'I want you, I mean, I, I,' Sihtric stammered, 'I love you.' 

And he impulsively brought his lips to yours, locking you in a long, desperate kiss. And you kissed him just as desperately. You have wanted Sihtric to be yours since you were young, and now, here, he finally was yours. And you fell asleep in his arms as he continued to guard the camp the rest of the night.

You woke up just before dawn and kissed Sihtric passionately, before anyone else woke up, and you made your way back to your tent. The rest of the journey to Dunholm, Sihtric stayed close to you, but not too close to make it obvious to Uhtred, who would probably kill him for not staying away from his sister. You kept giving each other sweet and flirty smiles throughout the day, and as everyone had fallen asleep later that night, Sihtric came over to your tent and asked you to come with him. Without alerting Finan, who was now guarding the camp, Sihtric took your hand and sneaked you out with him further into the forest.

You giggled as you felt that sudden rush of excitement, sneaking away from camp with Sihtric, just like you had done when you were younger. But now you were a grown woman, and Sihtric was a grown man, yet you both giggled like youngsters. Until Sihtric pulled you close and guided you backwards until a large tree forced you to stop. You leaned back against the tree as you felt Sihtric's hands on your waist, and you brought your hands up to his shoulders. You both chuckled before he leaned in to give you a quick, soft kiss.

'My love, will you have me tonight?' he whispered, after which he kissed you again.

'Mhm,' you hummed and smiled against his lips, and you felt how Sihtric lifted you up into his arms, and after that night you knew you never wanted anyone other than Sihtric.

After you had woken up in your tent the next morning, alone, you knew today was the day to avenge your family. Sihtric had told you he would be happy to see his father die, and that you didn't have to worry about him, but you still did. 

Sihtric had protected you when all hell broke loose in Dunholm later that day, he looked more secure than you'd ever see him before, and he insisted you stayed close to him until it was safe. You hadn't left his side when suddenly the square was made for Ragnar and Kjartan, and you felt anxious for Sihtric. As the two men fought, until death, you saw how tense Sihtric became and he shouted at Ragnar to kill Kjartan. Then Kjartan was suddenly on his back, and Ragnar stood above him.

'Sihtric,' you said, grabbing his hand, 'you don't have to watch.'

'I want to watch,' he growled, and he squeezed your hand before he pulled you into his chest, 'but I don't want you to see this.'

'I am a shield-maiden, Sihtric,' you smiled, 'I can handle this.'

Sihtric looked down at you with a tired smile, but his eyes grew big and head snapped back up as Ragnar was about to give the final blow to Kjartan. You heard everyone cheer, but you never saw Kjartan getting killed. Not because you didn't want to, but because you wanted to keep an eye on Sihtric, making sure he was okay. It was still his father, despite everything.

And at first Sihtric was ecstatic, there was pure joy on his face. But when Ragnar kept stabbing into Kjartan and the crowd slowly became silent, you saw how it all dawned on Sihtric. You watched his face drop, becoming almost deprived of emotion, and you wrapped your arms around him as he flinched.

'My love,' you whispered, 'you have seen enough,' and you gently pushed him backwards out of the crowd, which he allowed you to.

And later that night, when everything around you was safe and sound again, you took care of his wounds just like you had done when you were young. But this night you knew it was the last time any harm would befall Sihtric due to his father. It was also the night Sihtric promised you he would never leave your side again, and it was the same night he asked you to marry him.

#sihtric x you #sihtric x reader #sihtric kjartansson #sihtric #sihtric fic #sihtric kjartanson #the last kingdom fic #the last kingdom

[why-the-heck-not]

Top 5 technologies that, unfortunately, have fallen out of use

okay this was interesting, had to rly think. Also idk if my definition of "technology" is right, but anything resembling will go. ALSO damn I rambled a lot, sorry abt that, apparently I like thinking about old tech

CDs. I miss owning albums, it was so nice to like actually have the physical copy of something u love. I think that's what missing now and is why I sometimes get actually annoyed abt loving a band/song (rn it's The Vantages (a band) & I'm actually mad about it) bc the "listening to it is not enough, I need to inject it to my bloodstream"-mood, which in actuality is that I'd love a physical copy to make it feel like a concrete thing. It's like the next best thing to going to a concert, and I can't keep buying merch I'll never wear outside my house to compensate. Also made u like decide on what album u want to listen to & the songs are always gonna be in the same order the artist decided them to be in, no mixing songs from the same or diff artists, you had to make A Choice. (actually my dad has my fave bands CDs (old-ish band & he an og fan) and it's kinda comforting to me that if (/when?) some Spotify apocalypse eventually happens, I'll have a way to listen to them anyways). Also been thinking for years about buying either a CD- or a vinyl player, or something like that bc I want to have physical copies of my faves (but haven't decided on what yet (probs vinyl tho. for the vibes.) and also the money aspect of it is not great)

Nokias. I just talked with my sister how we've both been thinking abt just buying an old Nokia keypad non-smart phone and just using that instead of like the current phones (but alas, not rly possible, like I can't get into my gym without a smart phone and that's just one thing, u kinda need a smartphone or life becomes unnecessarily complicated). But the durability, the worm game, the ''oh no in a hurry and need the letter s, oh shit I went overboard and went right back to p''). Also Finland represent lol

tamagotchi type things. like a "gaming console" (it's not but idk what those are called) that has the one game with abt 3 pixels and no color. Also I had one like that had a monkey that collected dropping bananas and that was the whole game, the only function that thing had (I have a suspicion I got it from McDonalds??? idk why I keep thinking that) (Googled and yes it was from McDonalds, called Aiai banana catch)

those big computers that were for the whole household. We didn't have one growing up (bc my parents had computers at their work and so we didn't need one) but the thrill of going to like a friend who lived near and they used their 1h of computer time to like play some horse game; unparalleled. Or like the games at Miniclip ?? or later on CLUB PENGUIN !!!!! (still to this day the best game that has or ever will exist) (tho I think at around club penguin-era my sister got a laptop so I used that until I got my own)

Those calculators that prints on paper what u've calculated right after, idk what they're called. Never used one & obv never had one bc was a kid, and actually not fully sure if ppl still do use them (but guessing at least that they're not as popular anymore) but damn. The pure aesthetics and vibes. Like the movie scenes of a character calculating using that while looking at bills to indicate that the said character has some finance problems? phenomenal, cinematography etc.

#april 2024 #2024 #asks

[turtledovenycx]

Heyy I Hope youre doing well can I request reader being on her period and having cramps so she’s really irritable. When Hyunjin comes home and says he has stomachache she thinks he’s just teasing her and doesn’t believe him but then she realizes he’s actually sick and takes care of him 🤞🏽💙

note: Hey lovely, I hope you did not wait long. Sorry I'm late but I wanted this to be perfect I think I went a lil overboard lol. I wrote and rewrote it a lot but then I decided this is the best <33333 I hope this lives up to your expectations and it is what you pictured. Stay happy <3

waiting to hear from you again with your thoughts on this 💙

_nyx.☽༊˚

Any soft song of your choice

𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐫𝐞: 𝐒𝐅𝐖

𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠: 𝐟𝐞𝐦!𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐱 𝐇𝐲𝐮𝐧𝐣𝐢𝐧

𝐭𝐚𝐠: 𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐛𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐞𝐝 𝐫𝐞𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧

𝐖.𝐂 𝟐.𝟏𝐤

𝐓𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐠𝐞𝐫 𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: 𝐌𝐢𝐬𝐨𝐠𝐲𝐧𝐲 (𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐛𝐲 𝐡𝐲𝐮𝐧𝐣𝐢𝐧), 𝐁𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧, 𝐌𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐨𝐟 𝐩𝐮𝐤𝐞/𝐯𝐨𝐦𝐢𝐭 (𝐧𝐨 𝐝𝐞𝐭𝐚𝐢𝐥 𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐜𝐫𝐢𝐩𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐢𝐭 𝐢𝐬 𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐠𝐞𝐭𝐬 𝐬𝐢𝐜𝐤 𝐛𝐞𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐝 𝐝𝐨𝐨𝐫𝐬.)

ɴᴏ ᴏᴛʜᴇʀ ᴡᴀʀɴɪɴɢꜱ

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Fucking cramps ugh. Waking up to more cramping pain in your lower abdomen was the starting sign of your day’s downfall. The lack of iron in your body made your head spin and feel heavy it was like a never leaving hangover. The second day of your period was always the worst, with pain in your stomach combined with soreness throughout your body and sometimes your lower back also hurt it just felt so bad. You cursed at the higher powers for inheriting your mother's horrible PMS and dysmenorrhea rather than her good looks. 

Begrudgingly you did your morning routine sticking to the most basic skincare. You could not focus properly so you decided to take a leave of absence from your work. That call, however, did not go well your mood turned sour because honestly what the fuck!

 Your asshole of a manager lacked empathy and a female reproductive system so along with your morning coffee you heard an earful of how women were using periods as an excuse in the workplace. You really needed this job so you had no choice but to hear his nasty word and bite your tongue praying your mouth does not run. Colorful words were spoken in whispers so that you don't fully regret not saying anything. The dick granted you leave but it would cost a small cut from your salary. 

“Sir, but..”

“No buts. You can either come to work or produce a health certificate for paid leave. It's company policy.” 

Motherfucker. Fucking ass, dick! cun-

“I’ll bring the health certificate on Monday thanks for your time,” you say ending the call after hearing his grunt and flipping off the blank screen. You hoped a pigeon would shit on him and his over-gelled hair. Dickhead. Now you had to figure out how to get a medical certificate for periods. 

Fuck this. 

The day carried on, the meds did not help you one bit. Hyunjin was the one who usually restocked your supplies since you worked night shifts a lot, but this time however he had brought the painkillers with a lower dosage. You resorted to eating three or four pills before calculating that to reach at least 200 mg you would have to eat twenty pills!

“This is crazy. Aaah!’” you screamed into your empty apartment. 

These breakdowns left you irritable and cranky, the smallest inconvenience making you angry. You tried to control it but since there was no way to release the tension it kept growing and growing and growing until you would blow up on the next person you saw sadly it was your sweet and sometimes dumb boyfriend.

Hyunjin had let himself into your apartment to find you hunched over the kitchen island, the smell of soup prominent in the flat as it boiled on the stove. He knew you were on your period so he kept his footsteps as light as possible not wanting to disturb you, Poor baby startled you instead. 

“Jesus fuck Hyunjin. Makes some noise would you,” you yelled when he had placed his hands on your shoulder. 

He flinched, “Sorry baby. Are you okay?” he asked arms reaching to hug you. You were sweaty so you declined the hug not knowing he needed it more. In the haze of your irritation, you had failed to notice that his face was paler than usual. Hyunjin had left work feeling nauseous. He had a stomach bug, nothing serious but his leader recommended he take rest. 

“No, I’m not okay Hyunjin, I’ve been in pain since the morning and I don't have the right medicines and Nothing is helping me. My boss is an asshole-” 

“Your medicines are not right?” he asked confused. 

“No, they are not they barely do anything you brought the small dose ones. If you are not sure what to get just leave it I’ll buy it.”

“I’m sorry,” he says palm resting on your shoulder as he leans into you.

“My tummy hurts,” you whine, crouching over but you sounded so adorable Hyunjin could not help but laugh. “My tummy hurts,” he said whining too, little did you know he meant it. Misunderstanding the situation you got mad thinking Hyunjin was mocking you like the dramatic ass he was. “It’s not funny Hyunjin. Try bleeding for seven days every month and working a full-time job,” you say turning off the stove and not bothering to eat. “Baby no I have a stomach bu-” You stormed out of the kitchen leaving behind a confused Hyunjin. He did not mean to make fun of you. His stomach felt weird but you paid no heed to the man as you slammed the bedroom shut. “Shit-” he sighed into the empty kitchen. Slamming doors in your home meant one thing, ‘I don't wanna talk!’ he decided it was best to leave you alone.

Tears spring to your eyes, and feeling dejected and exhausted you cry. You were not sobbing but they were tears of frustration. Guilt seeped in you felt bad for lashing out at Hyunjin but as you heard the sound of utensils through the door you figured he was helping himself with food. Unreasonably this pissed you off more so you decided to sleep it off instead. Your fatigue caught up to you the sleep overpowering your pain as you slipped into slumber tear stained cheek and all. 

Contrary to your thoughts Hyunjin did not eat he was simply putting the soup away and cleaning the kitchen. He understood why you reacted the way you did so being the sweetheart he is he warmed up your hot bag and opened the door a little to peak. Seeing you curled up into a ball on your side broke his heart. He softly entered the room and checked if you were fast asleep. It appeared that you were out like a light so Hyunjin adjusted your body to lay in such a way that the heat pad was resting securely on your abdomen. Then he covered you with the duvet and fidgeted with the AC temp he knew you liked it to be cold so that you could wrap yourself in something warm. The furrows in your brow were slowly replaced with a look of peace. He rubbed your leg for a few moments before wrapping you in the warm blanket and giving you your favorite Jiniret to hug. Once he ensured you were comfortable the tired man slipped out and went to the couch to get some rest. His bowels were in discomfort and he still wanted to throw up, he resorted to gulping down glasses of water and going to sleep. 

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You woke to the sound of retching from your bathroom, the cramps had subsided the 60 mg finally working in your body. It tugged on your heart when you noticed the temperature in the room, the blanket, the heating water bag, and your Jiniret. You felt like an even bigger asshole than your boss, at least that dick treated someone he did not know personally like shit while you treated the love of your life like garbage. Hyunjin hurled his stomach into the toilet and it clicked inside your head that he was sick. Groaning at your ignorance and rubbing your face you got up from your cozy cocoon and opened the bedroom door. He was still locked in the bathroom but you noticed the spare blanket on the couch. Poor Hyunnie must have been awful sleeping on the couch especially when his long legs won't fit in unless he is curled up. You notice the little green puke basket nearby. Shit, you messed up. 

The bathroom door revealed a tired Hyunjin who had just washed his face, he stopped in his tracks as he saw you standing in the hallway. You turned around to see your boy sick. 

“I’m sorry baby.” you cried as you ran to hug him, you tried to be as gentle as you could not wanting to disturb his body, but Hyunjin did not speak for a few seconds. Thinking he was angry at you you tried to give him space but his long arms brought you back into the embrace. You breathed a sigh of relief, a million apologies leaving you. 

“I’m so sorry, I was such an ass,” you repeat fingers moving his hair out of his face before placing sweet kisses on his wet skin. 

Hyunjin just hummed, he was leaning his whole weight on you now. 

“Did you eat?” you ask, your boyfriend shakes his head before hiding on your neck. “Oh sweetie,” you say as you bring him into the bedroom. The air is cool so immediately Hyunjin finds himself wrapped in a fluffy blanket. He held your hands eyes worried as you began to retreat. 

“I’m just gonna grab you some food,” you reassured after making sure he was lying down on a raised pillow. 

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The soup had become cold, but you reheated it. You searched through the cabinets for tea sachets as ginger tea is good for upset stomachs. After preparing the food you put them all in a tray and grabbed a pack of Advil just in case he became feverish and went to your room.

Hyunjin was having cramps too so he did not sleep, he was sitting cross-legged and crouching over trying to make himself into a small ball.

“Baby, eat this will help,” you say putting the tray on the nightstand before grabbing the bowl. 

“I’ll throw up, I don’t want to eat,” he says turning away. 

“If you throw up I will clean it but if you don’t eat you might get gas and it will hurt more.” you explained, “Please just try eating half the bowl.” your hands held the food in front of him.

After a few moments of consideration, he opened his mouth welcoming the spoonful of hot clear soup, even though he said he didn’t want to eat Hyunjin must have been famished because he ate the whole thing in a short time, taking control of the spoon with his hand. 

You watched him carefully leaving to help yourself to some soup too, the two of you sat in your bed eating without saying much.

“You don’t have a fever so it’s not stomach flu,” you say checking his temperature and helping him back into the covers. He had a quick shower and brushed his teeth. 

“It's probably because of the street food you had yesterday.”

“Hey! You had it too.”

“Yes, but I only had one serving whereas you had almost three.”

“I was craving it,” he said lips all pouty as you smiled for the first time in that day at his cute antics. 

Seeing your smile, Hyunjin’s face brightened up too. He was feeling better no longer nauseous now he waited for his stomach to settle. 

“I’ll let you sleep,” you say clearing the bedside table and beginning to exit the room before you feel a tug on your arm. 

“You will come back to bed right?” your boyfriend asked whispering, his brown eyes almost sparkling, face red, and bottom lip jutting out. Any other human form making that face was an instant cringe for you except him.  You nodded as he reluctantly let you go. 

When you slipped back into bed after chores you were certain Hyunjin was asleep. But warm hands wrapped around your figure from behind his head resting between your shoulder blades, you turned around to hug the lean man spooning him as he tucked himself on your chest. 

“Hyunnie, are you asleep?” you whispered Hyunjin stirring at the use of his name, 

“No,” he whispered back before looking up at you. You felt guilty again as you stared into his eyes in the dim glow of the nightlight. 

“I’m sorry baby. I will try to control my emotions during my periods. I had a rough day okay. I’m so sorry.” you said fingers brushing his hair back as he closed his eyes. 

“It’s okay, I’m not mad at you,” he says eyes drooping as they get tired. “What happened?” he still asked despite almost falling asleep.

“I’ll explain tomorrow.” 

“I love you babe,” he says kissing your collarbone,

 “I-. I love you so much,” you say placing a long kiss on his forehead and turning to switch off the night lamp. When you turned around Hyunjin was snoring lightly hands holding you tight to him as he slept on your chest. You knew you were going to properly apologies to him once you guys were feeling better tomorrow but knowing that this boy loved you even when you messed up was such a warm feeling. Sleep called you once again as the two of you lay limbs tangled under his favorite fuzzy blanket.

𝘋𝘰 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘤𝘰𝘱𝘺, 𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘯𝘴𝘭𝘢𝘵𝘦 𝘰𝘳 𝘳𝘦𝘱𝘰𝘴𝘵 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘯𝘰𝘵𝘪𝘧𝘺𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘮𝘦 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘬 𝘣𝘺 𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘵𝘭𝘦𝘥𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘯𝘺𝘤𝘹 ©

𝐓𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐤 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠. 𝐑𝐞𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐠𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐈𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐡𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐥𝐲 𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐜𝐢𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐝

tagging 🏷️: @comet-falls @noellllslut

Let me know if you want to be tagged I might start a tag list if a lot of you guys want it. For now it is just my two lovelies I have on here <3

#skz x reader #kpop fanfic #stray kids #hwang hyunjin #hyunjin #hyunjin x reader #hyunjin fluff #nyx writings.☽༊˚ #anon request #kpop #hyunjin imagines #hyunjin soft hours #hyunjin thoughts #Soft skz #Hyunjin soft thoughts #stray kids scenarios #stray kids fluff #skz #stray kids imagines

[bifuriouswaterbender]

Careless Man

Written for the September @steddiemicrofic challenge "charm." 548 words. Rated T.

Eddie chuckled as he came downstairs.

"Don't," Steve warned.

"What?" Eddie asked, voice dripping with fake innocence.

"Don't say anything," Steve snapped.

"Anything?" Eddie repeated as he plopped down into the chair across from Steve. "What would I possible have to say at a time like this? How could I possibly have a comment about the fact that you and Megan already spent several hours making charm bracelets, and now that she's in bed, here you are still making them."

Steve glared at his husband before relenting with a sigh. "I wasn't ready to sleep. Besides, she was worried we may not have enough to make a good showing for trades. I figured it wouldn't hurt to make more."

"Because your nimble fingers work so fast at stuff like this at your ripe old age," Eddie teased. Still, he reached out for one of the colored elastic choices Steve had picked up in anticipation of Megan's arrival. "You may have gone a little overboard in the choices."

Steve shrugged, then swore slightly as he dropped another bead. He left it on the floor for now. He'd clean up properly in a few days. "Better to have too many choices than too few." He gestured toward the large stack he and Megan had made earlier and the notepad sitting next to it. "We're trying not to remake any songs, so here's the list. We have some we still wanted to make that we figured out early. Make some of those."

"Yes sir," Eddie teased as he scanned the list. "You haven't made a 123 LGB yet?"

Steve groaned as he dropped another bead. He had so many to pick up. "We had a lot of ideas, and Megan wanted to focus on more original lyric ideas first. Also, I had to make every single dad related bracelet idea we could come up with."

Eddie fully let out a giggle as he narrowed down his color options and started threading them onto his string. He'd also lost a little dexterity over the years, but those nimble guitar fingers still worked much quicker than Steve's.

They worked for another hour before Eddie stood with a stretch and went around to stand behind Steve. "I think it's time to turn in, sweetheart." He reached out to rub Steve's shoulders.

Steve let out a contented sigh at the action before leaning back, head against Eddie's chest as he looked up. "I wish you were coming with us."

Eddie dug in with his thumbs in a way that he knew Steve loved. "It would be fun, yeah, but with tickets being the way they were, I don't mind. Besides, you two don't get to do a lot just the two of you. And when she was so excited to go with you and not her friends? How can I jump in on that."

Steve offered his husband a tender smile. "I mean I took her to all the others."

"Yeah, but she wasn't a grown woman for any of those. She wants to go with you. I'm happy to let that happy." A mischievous smile crossed Eddie's face. "Mr. Heartbreak Dad."

Steve laughed as he reached up for Eddie cheek to coax him down for a kiss. "That's The Heartbreak Dad to you, loverboy."

#steddie #steve harrington #eddie munson #eras tour #steddie fic #st fic #my writing #my fanfic

[averygayplant]

Ninjago hcs because I'm gay and sad-

Post-Seabound hc! Jay spent a few months alone as a sailor following vague sightings and leads on Nya as the water dragon. After his first and last close call in a storm that threw him overboard (in which he's secretly convinced a ✨certain somebody✨ intervened in his near demise), Jay woke up alive somehow on the shore of the lighthouse island and decided there and then that he was done looking.

^As an add on to this, when they went looking for him in crystallized, they had to track down Ronin, as he was the last person to have radio contact with Jay. They teamed up to find Nya because Ronin is a morally grey, personally driven man of ambiguity who respected Nya quite a bit and Jay was fully desperate enough to take him on his word. (Shh, I know he was in prison okay, he totally got himself out within a few days, he's slippery)

Lloyd had to redistinguish his own fears and reflexes after Morro. For a while, he'd flinch at the sound of sloshing water or if anything splashed on him without him expecting it and nearly walked off of tall places without thinking several times- gave the others a heart attack every time he did.

A lot of Lloyd's underlying Oni traits manifested after Crystalized- including the capability to purr, which now happens any time someone runs their fingers through his hair long enough.

United hc- Jay started a Sonic Underground style musical glamrock rebellion against Imperium oppression after getting flung in the merge, and has been rock and rolling ever since (if you want to be nice to our poor boys Cole got flung with him and now they rock and roll together)

I've said this one before but idc I'm fucking right; Zane has a collection of onsies, most of them being snow based animals. His favorite is the snow leopard one (he lets Pixal borrow them frequently)

Jay is genderqueer, so while he/him pronouns are generally preferred, occasionally being referred to with she/her and as 'Nya's wife' is extremely validating.

I've said this one before too but you can fight me, I'm still right- Kai hates large bodies of water, but he loves the rain, and has gotten himself deathly ill frolicking autistically in it on multiple occasions.

When Pixal started dreaming, she was quite confused, and went to Zane, slightly concerned that her memory had been corrupted some how. After a little investigation he realized she'd had her first dream and got more excited than a puppy at the prospect of walkies- accidentally forgetting to explain what was so exciting to Pixal for another twenty minutes.

Lloyd and FSM had a much longer conversation than what we were shown in canon, okay? They sat in the grass and had tea that didn't exist a second ago and talked about life and death and humans and the very first elemental masters and whatever else an infinitely wise being an a traumatized 15yo talk about. Their conversation lasted several days.

Mystake was functionally a godmother to the FSM bloodline and absolutely babysat for Wu when Morro was still a little boy.

idk, i had more but I'm tired of writing-

#ninjago #lego ninjago #ninjago hc #jay walker #kai smith #lloyd garmadon #zane julian #ninjago mystake #morro ninjago #nya smith #kai jiang #nya jiang #lance's ninjago hcs

[xx-just-c-xx]

Prologue [ Welcome to the Villains' World ] Chapter three

Tomorrow morning she already wake up and making breakfast for her, Grim and all her Pokémon.

She yells. “Guys!! it’s breakfast!!”

All at once her Pokémon came into the kitchen. She divided the Pokemon food between the 10 of them, then sighed. “I need that garden done today afternoon or tonight” She said as Grim walked into the kitchen.

“Uh, I’m hungryyyyyyyy!!” Grim said still half asleep.

“Good morning Grim” She greeted.

Grim smells the food, so he fully woke up and saw all the other pokemon that Grim didn't see yesterday.

“Nya!! You have so many monsters!?” Grim said out loud.

Just then, Crowley walked in with a very concerned look on his face.

“Are you aware that almost half of the garden have a lot of blue rocks and a lot of tree and a big river as well, what did happen last night?”

"Ah. I think some my pokemon did overboard with the landscape for my other that'll come later" Florida answered him.

“Very well, did you sleep well?”

“No!! When I went to bed, the mattress fell through the frame! And worse yet, I got woken up by ghosts!” Grim complained.

"I slept well" Florida answer Crowley.

Crowley smiled. “I am delighted to hear that you’ve adjusted so well, despite being sent to another world! Now, moving on let us discuss your assignment for today. Your job today is to clean the campus. The campus is vast, and without magic, it'd be quite a herculean task to clean it all. Therefore, today I’ll have you focus on the area from the front Gates to the library. I do expect that you’ll keep a close eye on Grim, lest he causes another incident like yesterday”

Florida nodding. But Grim seems like he doesn't like it.

“Don't fail me. You and a few of your…. Pokemon, can eat lunch in the cafeteria. I await the fruits of your labor."

The headmage headed out as Grim grumpily crossed his arms.

“Hrmph. I ain’t cleaning nothing! I'm here to study magic so I can be blasting off some spells left and right! Like BAM!!”

“After we clean, we can study in the library.”

Grim grumbled as Florida choose six Pokemon to come with her.

"Sylveon and Gogoat is coming with 100%, since we gonna clean so Cinccino, Jolteon and Espeon will come and Vaporeon too" She take her side bag and put on belt.

"Gardevoir, you'll be in charge taking care this dorm, also plant some berries too" Florida give Gardevoir a container that contained all berries.

Gardevoir nods her head letting Florida know everything will be ok.

Florida have everything she need and Gogoat already in front of the dorm wait for Florida to ride him. And Sylveon also there as well. Florida quickly jump on top of Gogoat and they go to the Main Street, towards the seven different statues of various figures.

She let Cinccino, Jolteon and Espeon clean the statues. Cinccino dust the statues and then make Vaporeon give them water by using Hydro Pump.

“Wow, so this is Main Street, huh? This is incredible!” Grim admired. “I didn’t get to see much of it yesterday. What’s the deal with these seven statues? All their faces look pretty scary”

Florida look and studied the statues "Maybe someone who really important in this land?" It make Florida remember one of her traveling in Galar, that one statue, when she visits someone.

“This lady here” Grim pointed at the statue at the end of the line on the right. It was of a large woman, wearing a dress and a crown, and holding a heart scepter. “Looks like she’s got some real anger management issues”

“You don’t know the Queen of Hearts?” a voice joined in.

The 8 of them turned towards the owner of the voice and saw a boy standing behind them. He in his uniform make him a student. A ginger with bright scarlet eyes and he had a heart over his left eye.

“The Queen of Hearts?” Grim asked. “Is she some kinda big deal?”

“She was a queen who lived in a mazelike garden of roses long, long ago.” The ginger explained. “She was a strict woman who prized order above all. She wouldn’t tolerate a rose being off-color, or her playing-card soldiers being out of step. She basically ruled over a kingdom of madness, but not one of her subjects dared to defy her. You wanna know why? Because the punishment for breaking a rule was immediate decapitation!”

“Sylveon” [That's a bit messed up]

"Jolteon" [I agree dad]

"Yeah I agree with Sylveon" Florida said.

“Wah! That is seriously messed up!” Grim whimpered.

But apparently, the ginger boy thought different. “Pretty cool, right? I’m a big fan. I mean, who would bother to obey a queen that was kind all the time?”

“Yeah true. A leader needs to be strong.” Grim nodded.

“Strong yes. But sounds like she’s abusing her power, that what a tyrant would do. Because if you try to rule only with fear, there would be nothing to stop people from rebelling against you once the fear is gone"

“Anyway, but puttin’ that aside… Who’re you, now?” Grim finally decided to ask.

“Name’s Ace. I’m a first-year student here, as of… today! Pleased to meetcha!” he introduced himself while he held out his hand.

Florida thinking should she shake his hand or not, but Grim didn’t wait for her to talk.

“I’m Grim! I’m a prodigy who’s planning to be, like the greatest mage who ever lived. Then there’s my far less interesting henchwoma—” Sylveon make Grim shut his mouth by using one of his ribbon because he couldn’t stand still while Grim being disrespectful to his trainer(his mom).

Florida didn’t mind that, she herself was getting a little bit fed up with the Grim’s disrespect too. And then she studying the ginger boy in front of her.

His smile was too wide to be genuine, he looked amused rather than pleased and she could see the mischief in his eyes. Her instincts were telling that this ginger is a troublemaker.

While Florida was studying him, Ace made a quick observation. She had this aura of elegance around her and maybe some intimidate aura as well She was average height, her white hair is really long, her eyes were a very light shade of blue. And her odds but also special glasses that make out of gold. She looks beautiful he thinks this to himself.

Florida narrowed her eyes, gave him the doubt look, she slowly reached out her and shook his hand. “The name Florida Lumia. Pleasure to meet you” She then pointed at Sylveon the Intertwining Pokémon “This is my partner Sylveon” Pointed at Gogoat who right now is sleeping "That's Gogoat my ride pokemon" Then she pointed at the other 4 "The chinchilla-like creature is Cinccino, one with yellow fur is Jolteon, one with lilac fur is Espeon and one that shares physical traits with both aquatic and land animals is Vaporeon"

"Florida Lumia?” Ace said as he shook her hand, “Huh. Name’s got an odd ring to it.”

“Maybe because I’m not from here.” She retracted her hand and look at Grim, who finally got free from Sylveon. “And I’m not anyone’s henchman.”

Grim waved his hand at her carelessly and pointed at the next statue beside the Queen. Which seemed like some type of variation of Pyroar with a scar on his left eye. “Whatever. So tell me, Ace. Is that lion with a scar in the eye a famous ruler too?”

And they did this history lesson for 10 minutes, back and forth. Grim pointed at a statue and asked who it was and Ace talked about them, while Florida just listened. Normally she loved to learning about something new but each of these people seems like terrible people. One was a Pyroar with a scar that got his throne through schemes, one was a half Octillery opportunist loan with a half Gorebyss, one was a backstabbing that only got his power from a magic lamp, one who poisoned the people that are prettier than her, and the last two was pretty okay, the lord of the underworld and the Thorn Fairy that could turn into a dragon.

“Pretty cool, huh?” Ace said suddenly his smile turned to a wicked one. “Not like some weasel over here.”

“Myah?!” Grim was caught off guard.

“Pfft… Ah ha ha!” Ace pointed at them and laughed at them. “I can’t hold it back anymore! Ah ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!”

Florida just thought ‘here it is why he's here.’ She saw this coming, still it was annoyed beyond compare. She just crossed her arms in front of her chest and glared at him, make him feel a little bit intimidate.

“Come on,” he kept laughing and laughing. “You’re the ones who turned orientation into such a fiasco, right? The girl who was summoned by the Dark Mirror who can’t use magic, and the monster that no one summoned at all. It took everything I had not to burst into laughter right in the middle of the ceremony!”

“H-hey! You don’t gotta be a jerk about it!” Grim gritted his teeth and his ears burned hotter with anger. He was basically growling just like the rest of the Pokemon.

“So in the end, neither of you got admitted, and now you’re janitors? Ah ha ha! SO lame!” Ace was still running his mouth unaware of the trouble he put himself in.

“What did you just call me?!”

“And you’re both so clueless you don’t even know who the Great seven are. Not one of them! Maybe before you try getting into the Academy again, you ought to take a second crack at kindergarten? Anyway, just thought I’d tease you a bit. And man am I glad I did. It’s been a blast! Unlike you, I actually have classes to get to, so I’ll let you get back to picking up trash. Bye!”

Florida who right now stand still didn't move a bit because she just got a flashback when she doesn't have her special glasses. All her pokemon saw that their master is having a bad flashback so all of them go to Florida.

“Myuh-uh! You ain't walkin' away from me! It's too late for that! Myaaaaah!” Grim use ember on Ace.

"Whoa!" Ace said while blocked the fire with his magic pen.

Grim smirked. “No one makes fun of Grim, Master of Fire, and his henchmens! I’m gonna make that explodey-head of yours explode all over again!” and he let out another ember.

Ace was quick enough to run from it, “Explodey-head?!” he asked now very irritated. “You wanna throw down with me, shorty? You got some guts. You wanna talk hair, huh? I’m gonna shave you like a toy poodle!”

Before anything could happen next. Florida already came back to her. "Jolteon use Thunder Wave on those two"

Jolteon launches a weak electricity make those 2 paralyzes.

"Ah- I couldn't move"

"Nya!! What's this?"

As both just stop moving and fall down, there's some small electricity around those two, it a sigh that they're paralyzes.

"I command Jolteon to paralyzes you 2 before anything bad gonna happen" Florida answer and walking close to Grim.

“What is going on here?” the headmaster come and saw the 2 on the ground.

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Chapter two, Chapter four

#twisted wonderland #twst oc #twisted wonderland x oc #twisted wonderland oc #pokemon x twisted wonderland #pokémon #twisted wonderland crossover #twst florida #twst grim #twst crowley #twst ace

[ailelie]

Long Lost Friends and Second Chances (Marisol/Natalia, Buck/Eddie)

This was supposed to just be a quick plot bunny but it grew.

Eddie and Marisol are discussing past relationships and Marisol very carefully mentions how she had once fallen for her best friend back in college and that that best friend had been a woman. She's holding in a flinch, waiting for Eddie's reaction, but he's supportive and not judgemental.

So she opens up a bit more and describes the best friend and how they'd just clicked. The friend took premed and philosophy courses and talked about becoming a nurse or a doctor or an ethicist or a half dozen other things. Marisol calls her Nat and then, realizing she probably went a bit overboard, rushes to reassure Eddie that she isn't still hung up on Nat. It's been over a decade since they've even talked. Marisol doesn't even know where she lives now.

And that should be that.

But then Buck invites Eddie and Marisol on a double date with him and Natalia. They arrive at the place at about the same time and are crossing the parking lot, when Marisol just freezes.

"Nat?" She breathes the name out in both shock and wonder.

"The Nat?" Eddie asks and Marisol nods.

And then Natalia is grinning and jogging over to meet them. She immediately pulls Marisol into a tight hug. "Damn, Marisol, what are the odds?" She turns to Buck without fully letting Marisol go. "You didn't tell me that Marisol was Marisol."

"I didn't know?" Buck says. He looks to Eddie for answers, but Eddie just shrugs. It isn't his place to explain.

"We went to college together," Marisol says, stepping back against Eddie.

"She used to be my Eddie," Natalia explains at the same time.

Eddie who knows a bit more of the story barely keeps from flinching. He wants to offer Marisol an out, but Natalia still has one hand wrapped around Marisol's wrist like she's afraid she's going to disappear.

They go to eat and Natalia is asking Marisol about her family and her career and how her life has gone. They're sitting across the table from each other, but Natalia keeps reaching out to touch the back of her wrist or fingers.

At one point Marisol gets up to use the restroom and Buck says, "You used to be really close, huh?"

Natalia nods. "Inseparable, but then I went home one weekend and never ended up returning. Family stuff. I had to drop out. And I should have called her or emailed, but I was stubborn and wanted to explain in person." She shrugs. "That never happened."

Eddie stands. "I'll be right back." He goes toward the restrooms and finds Marisol sitting at a high top in the bar next to the hall leading to the restrooms. Her eyes are red.

He slides into the seat across from her. "You still love her," he guesses.

"I'm so sorry," Marisol says.

"Better this happen now than in a month or more, right?" he says, trying to see the silver lining. Then he adds, "In my line of work, there are a lot of close calls. I see a lot of people think they're too late to say what they need to say. Sometimes they are. Sometimes they aren't. I can tell you this, though, Natalia keeps staring at you like she can't believe you're real."

"I can't handle it if she disappears again. It was hard enough the first time when we were just friends."

"Come on," Eddie says, holding out a hand for her across the table. "Let's give her a chance."

Marisol nods and wipes her eyes. They return to the table, dropping hands when they're close.

"Everything all right?" Buck asks.

"You've been crying," Natalia says, her eyes narrowing. She shoots a glare at Eddie, but softens when Marisol reaches out for the first time that night and places her hand over Natalia's.

"I'm fine," she says. "Just a bit overwhelmed. In a good way. I've really missed you, Nat."

"Me too," Natalia says.

They continue reminiscing about college and sharing stories about their lives since. Eddie's phone buzzes. It is a text from Buck.

Do you get the feeling we're intruding? Buck asks.

Eddie types back. Natalia said they were like us. What would you do?

That'd never happen to us.

Oh? Eddie asks. He raises his brows at Buck. Neither woman notices their texting.

I'd never disappear on you.

Eddie can't stop the smile that melts over his lips. He taps his foot against Buck's and then leaves his leg there, ankle against ankle.

I'd never let you, he replies.

Light pink blossoms over the tops of Buck's cheeks.

Dinner continues with Buck and Eddie both feeling like they're third wheels. When they're done and have headed outside, they linger in the middle of the parking lot.

Then Buck says, "Natalia, you drove. Why don't you take Marisol home?"

"Is that okay?" Natalia asks, eyes only for Marisol.

Marisol nods.

"Come on, Buck," Eddie says. "I've got you."

They part and, when Eddie turns back, he sees Marisol reach out and twine her fingers with Natalia's.

While waiting at a red light, Buck suddenly breaks the silence. "She was in love with her."

"What?" Eddie asks.

"Natalia. When you guys were away from the table, Natalia said she'd been in love with Marisol and that she had never really stopped."

"Marisol said something similar," Eddie says, confident he is no longer sharing a secret.

Buck scrubs his hands over his face. "God, what are the odds?"

"They were really wrapped up in each other, weren't they?" Eddie asks.

Buck laughs. "Yeah. Some double date. It was more like they were together and I was there with--" his words slow until the last one stays lodged in his throat.

"Me," Eddie finishes. His hands tighten on the steering wheel and they collapse back into silence. He thinks about Marisol first sharing about her long-lost Nat. He remembers the wonder in Natalia's eyes each time she reached out to touch Marisol and about how he had wanted to do the same when Buck recovered, that desire for tangible proof he wasn't dreaming.

He thinks about the myriad stories they shared and the ways their lives had once been entangled. He thinks about Buck's texts to him.

I'd never disappear on you.

He keeps thinking the rest of the ride home and through the night and the next day.

She used to be my Eddie, Natalia had declared so confidently. But she had loved Marisol and said nothing and Marisol had loved her and said nothing. He didn't want that to be his story.

Eddie thinks of his Tia's words and wonders who exactly he wants in his future, if he's willing to ever let Buck fade in importance in his life.

Then the next shift comes and Chimney asks, "How was the double date?"

"It was a hell of a first date," Eddie says before Buck can answer. He pins Buck with his gaze, willing him to understand. "I hope there are more."

Buck first looks confused, but then his eyes widen and he swallows hard. "Really?" he asks, his voice near strangled.

"Really. How about tomorrow? I bet I can get Tia to babysit."

"Tomorrow is a Tuesday," Buck points out.

Eddie raises his brows. "Do you mind?"

Buck shakes his head. "No. I don't."

Eddie can feel his smile turn goofy. "It's a date, then, Buckley."

Buck's grin is incandescent. "Better bring your A-game, Diaz." He stretches out his legs and Eddie can feel their ankles press together.

"Always."

To the side he can hear Chimney asking what they're talking about, but all he can see is Buck and all he can think about is Tuesday.

This isn't where he expected to be, but he can't imagine being or going anywhere else.

#buddie #buck/eddie #marisol/natalia #basically i just really really wanted a double date fic in which the BOYS are the ones on the outside and feeling awkward #Instead of the girls being the one doing all the emotional work for them #not!fic #ficlet #9-1-1 #this was supposed to just be a plot bunny

[duckybarnes1917]

Your Eyes Outshine The Town...Chapter 14

Bucky Barnes x Black Female Reader

18+ ONLY

Summary: You and Bucky have finally made it to Christmas! Fluff and filthy smut lie ahead! (This chapter has been slightly edited based on that Christmas smut request I got!)

Warnings: Dom Bucky, daddy kink, breeding kink, lot's of cum (don't look at me, you guys asked for it okay!)

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Christmas Day

You woke up early; you had barely slept, too excited about the last-minute gift you had managed to secure for Bucky. He was dozing peacefully, and you felt only a smidge of guilt as you coaxed him awake. 

“What time is it? He grumbled, rolling onto his back and putting his arm over his eyes. 

“It’s Christmas time!” You bounced on the bed and shook his shoulder. 

“Can it be Christmas time in like—” Bucky glanced at his clock and groaned, “—two more hours?” 

“No being grumpy on Christmas, you little Grinch, come on!” 

You felt his concession as his muscles relaxed, and he allowed you to pull him up to a sitting position. 

“Merry Christmas,” he muttered as he kissed you. “Can I at least shower before we start?” 

“Your first gift is waiting for you in the bathroom.” You smiled and nodded, slyly scanning his body to check his wounds. Satisfied that he was essentially fully healed, you gave him a quick kiss before letting him up. 

“Suspicious,” Bucky hummed and got up. “I’ll be quick.” 

When you heard the shower turn on, you slipped into the bathroom. 

“Are you joining me?” Bucky peeked around the curtain. 

“No time,” you shook your head. “I’m fixing my hair so I don’t look ratchet in the pictures I know you’re going to take when you think I’m not looking.” 

“Fine,” Bucky said with a pout before disappearing behind the curtain again. 

After you were pleased with your hair, you quickly changed into the matching Christmas pajamas that you had bought for you and Bucky. They were the most obnoxious ones you could find—bright green with little Santas and elves printed all over. You sat on the bed, a giddy smile on your face, and waited for Bucky to come out of the bathroom. 

“Really don’t think this is my color, doll.” 

Bucky stepped out of the bathroom with the most adorably annoyed look on his face. You grabbed your side as you fell into a fit of laughter. 

Bucky crossed his arms in an attempt to look put off. “And now you’re laughing at me.” 

“No, no—” you tried to stop laughing, “—you look very sexy.” 

“At least we’re matching, though you don’t look nearly as ridiculous as I do.” Bucky finally smiled, and such a simple action had your heart racing, making you regret not getting in that shower. 

Bucky held out his hand, pulling you into a tight hug. “Come on, let’s go see what Santa brought you.”

Bucky hadn’t slept much either, and while he would have preferred to celebrate his first real Christmas in decades at a more decent hour, the ridiculous pajamas had instantly lifted his mood. He didn’t fully understand how ugly pajamas made him love you more, but it did. He squeezed your hand as you rounded the corner, suddenly a little nervous about the large pile of gifts that had magically appeared under the small tree. 

“Buck—what—where did these come from?” 

He felt his face go slightly pink as you gaped up at him, waiting on an answer.

After realizing how much you had done to make his Christmas special, he wanted to do the same for you. Never getting gifts from Santa just didn’t sit right with him—even during the Depression, his parents always made sure he had at least one gift to open from Santa. 

Had he gone a little overboard? Maybe, but you deserved it. 

Bucky shrugged. “Beats me. Looks like there's a note.” 

You gave him an amused smile and went to pick up the large red envelope sitting on one of the boxes. “I’m sorry I missed you all those years. Hope this makes up for it. Merry Christmas, Santa Claus.” 

Bucky wrapped his arms around you from behind, squeezing you gently. 

“Buck, I—I don’t know what to say.” 

“Don’t cry,” Bucky whispered when he felt your slight shaking. “Merry Christmas, doll.” 

You turned around in his arms and almost knocked him to the floor with the force of your kiss. Bucky stumbled backward as he caught you and let you wrap your legs and arms around him. Your salty tears ran down your cheeks and over your connected lips. Tears weren’t the reaction he had imagined last night as he piled the gifts under the tree. Your hips grinding against him definitely wasn’t what he had expected. He forced himself to pull his face away.

“You don’t even know what’s in the boxes yet,” he said breathlessly. 

“Doesn’t matter,” you murmured against his skin as you sucked marks on his neck. “Fucking love you so much. You’re perfect. So perfect.” You moved your hands from around his neck to his face and pulled his lips back to yours. 

“Okay, okay—” Bucky made himself stop kissing you and sat you down in the one chair in the living room. “I love you too, but I really want you to open your gifts.” 

You were grinning from ear to ear. “Okay, Santa—but first—” you reached for the remote and used your phone to play your Christmas playlist through the tv speakers. 

“Now everything’s perfect.” You kissed him one last time before you let him go to bring you a present to open. 

“This one is from me.” Bucky handed you the first gift. 

You rolled your eyes at his antics, but your excited smile never faltered. 

As Bucky sat on the floor next to you, you tore into the paper excitedly. You opened the box to find a very interesting purse. You tried to hide the immediate frown that started to form, but you weren't quick enough; you could see Bucky’s disappointment already. 

“It’s okay if you don’t like it—I saved the receipt.” 

You turned to him with a pitying smile. “No, Bucky—I love it. It’s very—yellow.” 

Bucky sighed and looked away, embarrassed. “I wanted to get you something unexpected, and I was clueless, and I asked Nicki to help, and she said you’d like it—” Bucky paused his rambling when you laughed loudly. “What?”

“Oh, Bucky, you poor sweet innocent man,” you squeezed his cheeks as he looked up at you, completely confused. “Nicki does not like me.” 

Bucky tilted his head as if this was news to him.

“Bucky—she is totally into you. So don’t take this personally when I tell you that she picked the most god-awful purse in the entire store on purpose.” 

“Seriously? I—I had no idea. Fuck, we can take it back.” 

You giggled and slid onto the floor to sit next to him. “No, I wanna keep it. I love it because it’s from you.” 

“Really?” Bucky smiled again and held your hand. 

“Really,” you leaned in to kiss him lightly, never stopping as you talked. “I’ll keep it forever and pass it down to our daughter; it’ll be a good story—oh shit.” You sat back as if Bucky’s lips had electrocuted you. “I’m sorry, I don’t know why I said that. Oh my god.” Your face was burning red as you tried to get off the floor and escape your embarrassment. 

Bucky pulled you back down to him and held your face in his hands. “It’ll be a great story to tell our kids and grandkids.” 

You stared into his eyes, looking for any hint of regret, of panic, any sign that he was about to get the hell away from your crazy ass. You had barely been together a few weeks, and you were talking about kids, for crying out loud. But all you found was complete adoration and devotion—you hadn’t fucked it up like you was always afraid you would. 

“Time for you to open one of your gifts.” You kissed his cheek and went to the tree to pick up a large, heavy box. “Sit, I got it,” you huffed, dropping the package at Bucky’s feet. 

Bucky opened it curiously, smiling when he found two piles of books inside. 

“I wasn’t sure what you had caught up on already, but the guy at the hipster bookstore you like–yes, I had Yelena follow you one day–said these were the most popular books from the past few decades. I tried to get the oldest copies I could find–vintage, like you.” You smiled softly, sitting next to him as he pulled the books from the box. 

“I love it–I–you could have just asked, though,” Bucky snickered. 

“I wanted it to be a surprise! This one's my favorite,” you picked up an early edition of The Great Gatsby. 

Bucky pulled you into his lap, kissing your temple as he watched you thumb through the pages. “I’ve actually read this one. Why is it your favorite?” 

You shrugged, placing the book back with the rest. “I guess as a poor, lonely teenager, I just liked the glitz and glamor.”

Bucky nudged your chin toward him for a kiss, but you jumped up, searching for his second gift.

“Open this one next.” You placed a much smaller box in his waiting hands.

“A key? For what?” 

You nodded toward the kitchen window. Bucky gave you an exasperated look before jumping up to see what was outside. 

A sleek white motorcycle with intricate black and gold detailing was parked right in front of his building. 

“Holy shit, you–how–it’s mine?” 

You laughed at how Bucky’s head whipped back and forth between you and the window. The idea had come to you weeks ago; Bucky didn’t have a fancy superhero outfit, he couldn’t fly around like Sam, and he didn’t have fancy cars like Nat used to. You wanted him to have his own signature, and no one could miss this bike. 

“All yours, White Wolf,” you wrapped your arms around him from behind. “Do you like it?” 

“It’s fucking perfect, holy shit,” Bucky tore his eyes away from the window to stare at you in amazement. “Sam’s gonna be so jealous–I don’t care that he can fly–this is better. Can we go for a ride?” 

Your heart was whole. His complete and total happiness nearly knocked you to the floor. 

“Of course, anything you want, baby.” 

Bucky pulled your in for a kiss, but you thwarted him. “There's still gifts to open, don’t distract me.” 

Bucky rolled his eyes but followed you back to the Christmas tree. “Okay, but you’re opening one now.” 

You surveyed the pile of gifts and chose one wrapped in sparkly red paper. Bucky sat across from you on the floor as you tore it open. 

“Clothes? You are brave–or did Yelena help you pick it out?” 

Bucky shook his head with a laugh, “trust me, you don’t want her helping me in that department. And this is from Santa, remember?” 

You pulled a black, fuzzy lounge set out of the box. “You’re right; you don’t need help. This is perfect.” 

“Perfect for cuddling.” 

“One more for you,” you placed a small package in his open palm. 

“A coupon book; did you make this?” 

You nodded, curling up next to him. 

Bucky thumbed through the little book, picking a random page to read from. “One free massage–clothes optional.” Bucky smiled wryly as realization sunk in. “There are some, um, interesting things in here, doll.”

You matched his grin, wrapping your arms around his shoulders. “Don’t worry, Sarge,” you whispered in his ear, “I'll teach you anything you don’t know.”

“Can I kiss you now?” Bucky swallowed thickly.

“A quick one.” You smiled. 

“Everything is perfect, doll. I—it’s been so long since anyone bought me anything. I’m a bit overwhelmed at how thoughtful these gifts are.” 

“We’re just a pair of saps today, aren’t we?” You stroked his hair as you looked at each other misty-eyed. 

“That’s okay; I think we deserve it.”

“Damn right.”

Bucky felt like he might burst at the seams as he watched you open the various gifts he had gotten you from “Santa.” They were nothing big or expensive, just little things he thought you’d enjoy or that reminded him of you. Your favorite candy (sour skittles), a box of mini vodka bottles, a new case for your phone, and a small photo album, half full of pictures Bucky had taken of the two of you over the past few months. You looked at every gift like it was the most precious thing you had ever seen; you never stopped smiling. And Bucky knew his new purpose in life was to spend every moment putting that look on your face. 

You  were both sitting on the floor, surrounded by bits of wrapping paper and tissue and empty boxes. Bucky didn’t think he could smile any more than he had that morning, and there was still one package left. 

“This is another one from me. I think you’ll like it a lot better than the purse.” 

“No help from Nicki on this one?” You shook the box by your ear. 

“Nope, all me.”

Inside was a very fancy-looking knife. The handle was black and gold, the pattern the same as Bucky’s vibranium arm. The blade was shaped like a canto knife, but something was slightly off. You picked it up carefully and appraised it. 

“It’s beautiful,” you breathed out in awe. 

“It’s custom made—obviously. The blade is one of a kind. If you ever have to use it—they’ll know it was you.” 

You grinned and twirled the knife in your hand. “It’s perfect; I love it. I hope I don’t have to kill anyone with it—it’s too pretty.” 

Bucky chuckled and leaned back on his elbows to watch you play with the knife. He should have known that this was a much better gift than the stupid purse. 

“I don’t know what your plans are now–if you’re still going to be going on missions. But if you do, this way, you’ll have something to remind you of me while you’re away.” 

You put the knife away and climbed into Bucky’s lap. “That’s very sweet.” 

Bucky laid back on the scattered wrapping paper and rubbed your hips. “So, what are you going to do now?” 

You shrugged and leaned down to his lips. “I was thinking that I would fuck my boyfriend, really dirty and loud so that bitch next door knows who he belongs to—and to thank him for the best Christmas of my entire life.” 

“I meant job-wise, but that sounds pretty good.” Bucky’s eyes were already screwed shut as you attacked his neck and started taking his pajamas off. 

“Tell me what you want, baby.” You tugged his earlobe with your teeth, and his whole body erupted with goosebumps. “You can have anything you want–do whatever you want.”

Bucky tried to contain his groan as you swiveled your hips over his clothed erection. Of course, he knew immediately what he wanted to ask for–he hadn’t stopped thinking about it since the last time in the hallway. 

“Bucky,” you smoothed out the worry line between his brows with a kiss. “I’m serious; whatever you want, just tell me.” 

Bucky sat up, slowly undoing the buttons of your ridiculous pajama top. “I’ll tell you, but we don't have to if you don’t want to.”

You squirmed in his lap in excitement; he grabbed your hip hard to make you stop. 

“Last time–” Bucky kissed your collar bone as he gently pushed the shirt off your shoulders. “We didn’t use a condom.” 

You opened your eyes, looked slightly surprised, and Bucky blushed as he started to panic.

“I know it was a spur of the moment thing, but–”

“Yes.”

“What?” Bucky blinked a few times, his hands frozen at your sides. 

“Yes, I want you–” you slowly rocked your hips against him. “It’s okay; I’m clean, you can’t get sick–and I’m on birth control.” 

Some worry melted from Bucky’s face, quickly replaced by pure excitement. “Fuck, are you sure?” His sentence trailed off as he watched you stand up and slowly pull your pajama shorts down. He quickly pulled his own off to catch up with your state of undress. 

You sat back down in his lap, wrapping your hand around his throbbing cock. “Please, Sarge? Wanna be your good girl.” 

“Fucking hell,” Bucky muttered to himself, head tipped back before snapping it up and giving you the cocky look the role called for. “You’re my best girl, doll.” 

You shivered as Bucky pushed you off his lap and onto your back. The crinkle of tissue paper filled the air as he maneuvered you into the position he wanted–one leg wrapped around his waist, the other around the back of his neck. 

“You gonna take it like my best girl, huh?” 

You arched your back, nodding urgently as Bucky teased the fat head of his cock across your folds. You hadn’t been able to stop thinking about the last time either. You both had been so rushed and frantic that neither of you fully appreciated the feeling of being so close. You hadn’t been able to fully appreciate Bucky claiming you in a way that no one else had. 

“Are you with me, doll?” Bucky brushed your hair back, waiting for you to open your eyes again. 

“Yes, please, I need it, Sarge.” 

Bucky tried to prepare himself, but that first slide into your welcoming warmth was unlike anything he’d ever experienced. How had he not noticed this last time? How were you ten times warmer, wetter–he groaned when you clenched around him–tighter without the condom? 

“Feel so good, baby girl, a fuckin’ dream,” Bucky grunted as he started to thrust as slowly as he could. 

But you gripped him tightly, moaning for him to go faster, harder, deeper. You weren't joking about letting everyone within a hundred feet know who he belonged to. He didn’t have the resolve to go slow anymore; his hips moved at a frantic pace, greedily trying to wring even more pleasure out of your pliant body. 

You whimpered each time his pelvis rubbed against your clit; he had awoken something in you–you felt out of control, feral. Your hips lifted quickly to meet every stroke he gave you. One hand clung to his shoulder while the otherr searched for purchase in the littered tissue, ribbons, and bows, desperate to ground yourself. 

“Fuck, doll, you need this cock that bad, huh?” 

You nodded, biting your lip to keep your mouth shut. You didn’t know what would come out anymore if you opened it. 

“Talk to me–tell me how bad you need it, or I’ll stop.” 

Your eyes widened, tears already pooling because stopping was absolutely not an option. Not when you were this close to an earth-shattering orgasm. 

Bucky smirked at you before delivering a short, calculated thrust that had your eyes rolling back into your head. 

“Fuck yes, right there, daddy, please, please don’t stop!” 

Bucky groaned, forcing himself to keep going even though his body wanted to freeze in shock. “What did you just say?” He huffed, tilting your chin down to look into your glassy eyes.

Your mouth moved, no sound coming out for a second before you uttered the word again. 

Daddy. 

“Christ,” Bucky muttered, his jaw visibly clenching. “What’s gotten into you?” 

You shook your head, eyes shut tight and your hand squeezing tightly around a piece of glittery pink wrapping paper. “Feels so good like this–” you lost the rest of your words as your world shattered around you, spreading glitter over Bucky’s back as you hung on for dear life. 

Bucky grit his teeth, trying his best to hold out; he was far from done enjoying this new little kink he had unlocked. But you were squeezing him so tightly, moaning his name so prettily. And then–

“Come for me, daddy, please.” 

The sweet little beg would have been enough to end him right there. But Bucky realized what this was, and his heart raced at the thought. 

“Is that what you want, baby girl?” He leaned down to your ear, pushing your thigh up to get even deeper in you. “Want me to fill up this tight little cunt?” 

The spasming of your walls around him was enough of an answer. And again, Bucky wondered how he hadn’t appreciated this the last time. The thought of coming inside you now stirred something in him, something primal; he didn’t have a choice anymore; this was what he needed. Images of you, pregnant and glowing with his child–he knew it wasn’t possible but fuck if it didn’t make him want to try. 

“Gonna put a baby in you, doll–my best girl–fuck.”

You suddenly came again with a gasp. “Bucky–do it, baby, fill me up.” 

Bucky ground his hips deeper, faster. You had never heard such filth spew from his lips as he lost himself in you. And you knew you had unleashed a monster; how could he ever go back?

“Pretty little pussy’s taking it so well–I’m so deep, baby girl, fuck–take it, fucking take it.” 

Bucky swore he saw heaven when he finally came, so deep inside you, he knew it wouldn’t leak out. Not all of it. And the thought made his cock twitch before he even had a chance to go soft. 

Your fingernails were digging into his skin, your breaths labored–he knew you were sensitive but he needed more. 

“One more baby, please?” He damn near whimpered as he pulled out nearly all the way and fucked his come back into you slowly. 

Your fingers ran through his hair and he groaned at the feeling. 

“Want all your cum daddy, please.” Your voice was breathy, your heart pounding in your chest. 

“Fuck,” Bucky reached behind him and grabbed a pillow off the chair to put under your hips. 

His eyes were dark, his hands possessive, his thrusts punishing. Before he was frantic, this time, he knew exactly what he needed and exactly how to get there. 

��I’ve got so much–so much cum for you baby girl,” Bucky moaned against your throat. 

You squeezed his toned ass, pulling him closer to you. It felt as if his cock was in your throat and yet you still wanted more. 

A loud bang came through the wall followed by Nicki’s voice telling you both to shut up. You started to laugh until Bucky angled his hips to rub against your overworked clit and your laugh turned into a hysteric gasping noise that stuck in your throat as you came. 

“Good god, you’re so fucking wet,” Bucky groaned sitting up so he could watch himself fuck his cum back into you. 

His dick was so hard it hurt…prickles of pain and pleasure shot up his spine as the feeling of your wet tight walls completely overwhelmed him. He wanted to live in that exact moment for the rest of his days, but he needed to fucking come. The tightness in his balls, and your sweet voice begging him to fill you up was becoming unbearable. 

“Holy–oh christ I’m cumming–can’t stop–” Bucky’s words slurred together as he continued to fuck you as hard and sloppy as he could while his cock throbbed inside you. 

“That’s it daddy, give me every drop.” You clenched around him rhythmically, trying to milk him for all he was worth. 

Bucky’s face twisted as his dick became too sensitive. “Fuck, doll st–stop. Too much,” he groaned out. “Can’t stop cumming–it won’t stop, fuck!”  

You stopped moving, staying completely still as he pressed as deep inside you as he could, cum still shooting from his sensitive pink tip. The mere fact that he was filling you with so much cum was prolong his extended orgasm–he was never going to get over this. 

“Was that okay?” Bucky asked between breaths, still hovering over you, rocking his hips gently because he couldn’t bear to stop completely. 

“Okay? That was fucking exquisite—I’ll be ready for round two after some breakfast. Think you can wait that long?” You teased, clenching around him. 

Bucky groaned but laughed as he kissed you. “For you, I suppose.” 

“Such a gentleman.”

Bucky pulled you up, carrying you to the bathroom. “I’ll make breakfast while you get cleaned up.”

“Waffles?” 

“Anything you want.” 

“Blueberry waffles.” You grinned and kissed his cheek before he sat you down and shut the bathroom door. 

“Oh,” Bucky poked his head back into the bathroom. “And we are definitely talking about this daddy thing—don’t think you’re getting away with that.” 

Bucky swore you blushed, a rare sight, before you pushed him out of the bathroom.

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Beyond The Stars

F!Reader x EXO

Genre: Amnesia AU, EXO Universe/Planet

Warning: Amnesia, Manipulation, Lies, Interdimensional Travel, Betrayal

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Chapter Seventeen

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Prompt: You’re the most important thing to EXO, you’ve been with them for years, and when you wind up missing, it greatly upsets them. Their journey to find you and bring you home starts a chain of events that leads to facing their own greatest fears, making unlikely allies, traveling to other worlds again and finally gathering the strength to take down their greatest enemy. Along the way you get to see their true colors and fall in love all over again, although you might come to realize you don’t like what you see in the mirror.

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“Destiny? What do you mean?”

“This is a safe haven.” Suho explained. “I’ll show you, but you all have to be calm.”

“You’re not exactly making me feel any better here.” Taeyong commented.

“Just follow me.”

Others were hesitant to follow, but they did so. Lay took your hand and led you along with the group. You looked around, realizing this was some kind of ship, and that brought up so many more questions. At least now it made sense what Suho had said earlier, the ship’s name was Destiny. You came to some steps, although Suho told everyone to give him a moment and went up.

“Captain!”

From below you heard some happy cheers, followed by running. Soon enough you saw someone with Suho and then they noticed you.

“Wow… that’s a lot of stowaways.”

“It’s a long story, but the new faces won’t be staying. They just needed a safe place to stop, hope you don’t mind.”

“Not at all. You wouldn’t bring enemies on my ship. Welcome aboard everyone.”

You went up onto the main deck, taking in your surroundings again and being amazed. You weren’t out on the ocean where you would find such a ship, but sailing through the sky. You ran over to the edge to look overboard.

“This is amazing.”

“Careful now, don’t want to lose anyone.”

Xiumin came over and pulled you back, reminding you to behave yourself. You apologized and promised to stay close. You were brought over back to the crowd and over to the gentleman you had seen talking with Suho before.

“We should probably introduce you. Y/n, this is the captain of the ship.”

“It’s nice to meet you.”

“The pleasure is all mine.” The gentleman bowed. “I’m Hongjoong, captain of the Ateez crew, and this is our lovely ship Destiny.”

“It’s wonderful.”

You got to meet the rest of the crew as well and struck up a conversation as the leaders stepped away to talk among themselves.

“I’m Taeyong, leader of NCT. Thanks for allowing us to remain on your ship.”

“A friend of Suho’s is a friend of mine.”

“I want to ask though… how did you meet Suho?”

“He helped us long ago to save our world, and thanks to them we now roam free, always ready to help others. Destiny is our safe place, and for you as well. You’re always welcomed on my ship.”

“Thank you for your hospitality. I hope we cross paths again under better circumstances.”

“I’m sure we will.”

“Do you think you and your people are good to travel?” Suho asked. “Or do you need to rest. I’m sure-”

“No, no, we’re alright.” Taeyong assured. “We should return home and fully rest.”

“Okay then.”

You all gathered to see the Neos off, and you hoped to see them again some time in the future. With the third party gone there was a shift in the atmosphere. 

“So what really brought you by?” Hongjoong asked. “You are not one to show up unannounced.” 

“I’m here to collect on the favor we’ve asked of you.”

“Ah, I see.”

“Wait.” You asked. “What favor?”

You didn’t answer, but a look was exchanged between Hongjoong and Wooyoung. The other boy went off to the captain’s quarters and returned with an hourglass moments later.

“What is that? It looks so cool.”

“It’s called the Cromer.” Wooyoung explained, handing it over to you. “We don’t use it as much anymore, but it serves another purpose now.”

“What do you mean?”

“You’ll see.”

You only pondered on that for a moment before the Cromer floated up into the air and away from you. DO had stepped away from the group, and the Cromer flew over to him. In the blink of an eye the hourglass had shattered, but all the pieces remained in the air. All the glass was separated and you could tell DO was focused on it. One moment there was glass and then it turned to sand. You had no idea what was going on, let alone as Kai stepped forward and allowed the sand to pour down onto his hand.

“What are you doing…” You mumbled. 

“Remembering something long forgotten.”

“Why are you going there?” Hongjoong asked.

“We can’t keep running.” Suho stated. “We have to face our enemies head on.”

“What does that mean?” You questioned.

“You’ll find out soon enough.” Chen assured. “Promise.”

“Kai?” Suho said.

“I got it.”

You didn’t know what that meant, but you watched as DO put the Cromer back together as if nothing had ever happened. It returned to your hands and you looked it over in awe.

“You could stay a while.” Hongjoong suggested. “Get some rest and prepare.”

“Can’t keep pushing things off.” Lay said. “But thank you.”

“If you guys need any help, you know where to find us.”

It was sad to be saying goodbye to new friends so soon, but you went wherever EXO went without hesitation. You hoped to see them again and get to know them more when the time comes. You gave the Cromer back to Yeosang, and they all wished you well. Sehun and Chanyeol took your hands, and you all said one last goodbye before you closed your eyes, ready for the next adventure. The quiet and calm of the open sky faded into the sounds of nature, and you opened your eyes to find yourself surrounded by trees.

“Woah… where are we…”

“Some place we never thought we’d return to.” Baekhyun mumbled. “Come on, we have some place to go.”

“You guys really need to stop being so cryptic.”

“I know, sorry. We’re still processing everything too.”

You followed the boys through the words, quite intrigued by the fact they knew exactly where they were going. After a while you came to this cabin. It seemed abandoned with nature having taken it back, but it all retreated as Lay waved his hand. You went with the boys inside, seeing all the dust that’s been collecting. Sehun was quick to blow that all away, but a silent stillness remained.

“So… what is this place?”

“An old home.” Xiumin said.

“Are we staying?”

“For the foreseeable future, yes.”

“Then we should start cleaning up.”

Your bright spirit was a bit of a contrast with the rest of the atmosphere, but the others agreed with you. The others helped you clean up, making this place feel more like a home. While cleaning you found an interesting picture. It was a group photo of the boys with a handful of unfamiliar faces. There was something strange about this whole place you couldn’t quite put your finger on, and this picture added to that uneasiness. Before you could dwell on it more you heard Lay calling out to you, and you made your way to the back of the cabin, finding a greenhouse. You stepped into a garden you had never seen before, amazed by its beauty.

“Wow…”

“This is an old garden of mine, and you can see the plants have taken very good care of each other.”

“They must have missed you.”

“I missed them too.”

“What happened here? I saw a picture of you and some other people. Was this home before you met me?”

“For a long time it was, but we had to flee.”

“So why are you back now?”

“Cause we need to fix things.”

“Fix things?” You thought for a moment. “Is RF the reason you left this world?”

“Yes. This place was home, and then we wound up being held captive. When we escaped, we left this world in their hands. We have to correct that mistake.”

“That’s dangerous… facing RF head on… especially if the two of you have history here.” “I know, but it has to be done. For starters we need to check in with old friends.”

“Old friends?”

“You can meet them later.” Kai said as he entered the garden. “We have to find them first.”

“And how are you gonna do that?”

“A lot of remembering.”

Kai stepped forward, going into the garden and sitting himself down. Some vines crept over, wrapping around his arms and waist. He closed his eyes and took a deep breath, making you wonder what he was doing. You had never seen Kai in the garden like this before.

“Are you picking anything up?”

“I can sense them… but it’s faint…”

“It’s been years at this point. Will that be enough or should I look for them?”

“No. This should be enough.”

After a while longer Kai opened his eyes, the vines moving away and releasing him. He gave you a big smile and came over to press a kiss to your cheek.

“Suho, Sehun, and I will be going out for a bit. We’ll be back as soon as we can.”

“What? Can’t I go?”

“This place is unknown, and it’s best if you stay here where it’s safe.”

“Then why not bring our house here?”

“We don’t want to draw attention to ourselves. Besides this place was the blueprint of the home we have now. Stay and be good.”

“Alright… don’t be gone too long.”

“Hopefully we won’t.”

The trio went off, and you focused on making this old place feel new. Kai scouted ahead first to make sure no one would get hurt and that they could lay low. Alleys always worked in their favor.

“Where are we?” Sehun asked.

“No idea.” Kai admitted. “Since the frequency is so faint I can’t get an exact location, but they have to be around here somewhere.”

“So like a needle in a haystack.”

“At least I narrowed down the search, didn’t I?”

“Don’t fight.” Suho reminded. “We have no idea what they’re like anymore after all this time. We might not be welcomed. Just lay low and don’t draw attention.”

The area they were in wasn’t that popular, but there were still plenty of people around going about their day. They seamlessly blended in, walking down the street and looking around. Nothing much had seemed to change about the world, but that wasn’t entirely a good thing. While walking Sehun had gotten a strange feeling, stopping before a building.

“Sehun?”

“There’s something about this place.”

“What place? A dojo?”

“I can’t explain it.”

“Wouldn’t hurt to give it a try.”

The three went inside, seeing that the place was empty, except for one gentleman. They were cleaning the weapons rack. They began their welcome speech and turned around, only to cut themselves short.

“Suho… Kai… Sehun… is that really you?”

“Surprised to see us. Shownu?”

“I thought I’d never see you again.”

Shownu ran over to embrace the three in a hug, still processing that they were really there. So much had happened since they last spoke. There was a lot to catch up on, but something else was more important.

“What are you doing here? I didn’t think you’d return.”

“We have to right our wrongs.” Suho explained. “We’re sorry we took so long.”

“It’s just incredible to see you now.”

“What about the others?” Kai asked. “How are they?”

“I’m not so sure. We don’t keep in touch. It was better if we remained separate. Although for a while I was in contact with Wonho, but he hasn’t been around in months. I’m worried something happened to him but I have no way of finding out.”

“That’s alright. We plan to reunite everyone. If you don’t have any pressing business, we could go now.”

“Absolutely. It’d be so good to see everyone’s face again.”

Once again Kai relied on a faded feeling, going ahead to make sure everything was safe before returning for the others. Shownu did need a moment to recover from the nauseating feeling of teleportation before they could continue. It was another small town, but nothing vastly unfamiliar to Shownu. Neither of them knew where to look so it was back to walking the streets. Although this time around they had someone with a slightly better eye than them.

“Have you been avoiding me?”

“Huh… Shownu!”

Wonho ran over to hug his hyung, embracing them tightly with disbelief clear on his face. This seemed like a dream, more so when he realized his friend was not alone.

“You… is it really you?”

“Long time no see, right?”

“I can’t believe this.” Wonho stated. “What’s going on?”

“We’ll explain later, right now we’re just trying to find everyone.” Suho said. “Did you keep in touch with anyone?”

“No. Only Shownu, but that didn’t last long.”

“How did you find me anyway?”

“It’s a bit complicated… I received a watch in the mail with some instructions and a location… I was hesitant to use it but when I did, I found my way to you.”

“That must be what I sensed.” Sehun said. “The energy from you traveling back and forth. Without it we might not have found Shownu so easily.”

“I’m glad I could help.” Wonho teased. “So who are we looking for next?”

“No idea.” Suho admitted. “We’re just going to the nearest signal.”

“Got it. Ready when you are.”

“You’re very eager.”

“It’s been a long time.”

“I know.”

The five of them made the journey to their next location. Another town, and another needle in a haystack. Still, the more of them they found, the better they all felt. This time around everyone was surprised to find Minhyuk with Changkyun in a cafe. The reunion there was far bigger than the last.

“Have you two been in touch this whole time?” Wonho asked.

“Not consistently.” Minhyuk admitted. “Changkyun would stop by once in a while to check up on me, nothing more.”

“I have incredible timing don’t you think?” Changkyun teased. “I’m so happy to see you all, but also surprised.”

“When we get back to the cabin we can talk.”

“That place is still standing? I would have thought for sure RF would have destroyed it or something.”

“They’d never be able to get close.”

It was great to see each other, but they still had others to find. With the next jump some had gotten used to the nausea, and others not so much.

“Gosh, that always feels weird.” Changkyun commented. “So, who’s here?”

“We don’t know.” Kai said. “Just following a feeling.”

The group walked around for a while. They weren’t sure who to be looking for but once again Sehun had a strange feeling. He led the group inside a building, finding Jooheon behind a glass in the middle of work.

“Jooheon.”

“Hm?” The boy got up. “You… oh my gosh.”

Jooheon rushed out to embrace his brothers, tears stinging his eyes. Suho and the others let them have their reunion, aware they hadn’t seen much of each other in a long time too.

“What’s the reason behind all this?” Jooheon asked. “I thought we’d never see each other again.”

“It’s a long story.” Kai said. “But we’ll get to it. We just need to find the others first.”

“About that…”

“What?”

“I… I wish I could have told you all this sooner… but Kihyun… he was in a car accident…  he’s…”

“I’m so sorry.” Suho mentioned. 

The news took everyone by surprise, although Sehun had been looking around. Once again he felt something was off, except it was different this time around. He stepped away from the group, and Kai noticed, following him.

“Sehun, what is it?”

“I’m not sure… but I feel like someone else is here…”

“Someone else?”

Kai wasn’t sure what Sehun meant, but he had his own way of figuring things out. He closed his eyes and took a moment, then disappeared. Moments later he returned and threw someone to the ground. This person had a visor covering their eyes like some VR headset, and seemed to be wearing some kind of armor.  The others had noticed this as well.

“What the heck?”

“This person’s been spying on us. Any ideas?”

“RF let us go.” Minhyuk said. 

“That doesn’t mean they wouldn’t keep an eye on you.”

“They weren’t following us.” Sehun added. “So they must have been here keeping an eye on Jooheon.”

“Me?”

That’s when the spy decided to move, making an attempt to run but Kai was quick to follow. The two engaged in some quick combat. This person was skilled, but Kai’s powers gave him an advantage. He managed to land a hard kick to the face, causing the other to slam to the ground. There was the audible crack of the visor and then all movement ceased. Shownu and Suho flipped over the spy, realizing a familiar face was under the mask.

“Kihyun…”

Everyone was confused and shocked. The news they had just been told suddenly became a lie, and this brought up so many questions. They all agreed that they couldn’t stay here for much longer so Suho made the call to go back home, taking everyone with them.

“Clear the table.”

Shownu called out orders as he carried Kihyun inside, Jooheon quickly wiped everything off the nearest table. Everyone gathered around as Kihyun was laid out on the table, helping to get the gear off of him. Others that had heard the commotion came to see what was going on, although there were no time for greetings. Things were taken off Kihyun to make him more comfortable, but the visor wouldn’t come off. 

“So…” Minhyuck spoke. “How do we get that off him? Seems attached to his face and I don’t wanna… what if I hurt him?”

“You won’t.”

Another voice caught everyone’s attention. They all looked over at the door, seeing a tall figure hidden under an umbrella walk in. Once the group had gotten to the old house Suho made it rain to cover their tracks and it was pretty bad outside. This person seemed pretty clean, barely a drop of water on their umbrella, and not a speck of mud on them despite the surrounding woods. The umbrella was lowered, Hyungwon revealing his face.

“There’s a button on the left side of the visor. Press it and it will come off without issue.”

No one moved but Minhyuck, feeling around and finding the button. When he got the visor off he tossed it to Chen. Kihyun didn’t react, the other boy starting to shake him.

“Kihyun… Kihyun, wake up.”

“He won’t.” Hyungwon said. “And I suggest you don’t fry the visor.”

“What do you mean he won’t wak-” Shownu said but was cut off.

“It was supposed to be me!” 

Jooheon yelled, storming over to Hyungwon. The older boy didn’t move, not at all afraid of the other. It was clear Jooheon wanted to fight, but Wonho was quick to run over and step in front of Hyungwon, holding his arm out. Shownu and Changkyun had moved as well, grabbing Jooheon and pulling him back despite his protests.

“It was supposed to be me!”

“Jooheon, what are you talking about?” Changkyun asked. “You’re not making any sense.”

“I was supposed to be in the accident! Not Kihyun! I saw you there, Hyungwon, I saw you there at the crash site!”

“What?” Shownu’s grip got tighter. “Jooheon, stop this and explain yourself.”

Jooheon kept glaring at Hyungwon, wanting to punch him, but he stopped fighting when Shownu asked. The two holding him waited a moment, making sure he was calm before letting him go. Wonho stayed with Hyungwon, but wasn’t sure what was going on.

“I’ve always felt that something was off about the accident.” Jooheon began. “I’ve had dreams of it, where I’m the one in the driver’s seat, it felt so real, too real, to just be a dream. I remember seeing you there when the ambulance took Kihyun, and then you disappeared. It was supposed to be me right? You changed that somehow. Why? It should be me on that table!”

“I couldn’t let RF get to you, I’m sorry.”

“Wait, you’re saying that Jooheon’s dreams are real?” Minhyuk asked.

“Those aren’t dreams, but memories of another timeline. I’m surprised you retain fragments of the accident.”

“So this…” Changkyun was mumbling. “This was what you needed to change?”

“What?” Shownu questioned. “What are you talking about?”

“Hyungwon came to me once, long before the accident, he asked me for a favor, said it was important. He needed to change something in the timeline, told me when and where Minhyuck would be, asked me to look after him, keep him safe for as long as possible.”

“Wait, you’ve been in contact with Hyungwon this whole time?”

“Yes… yes, I have.”

“So, that’s how you found me? I found that watch, a customer left it. I was just messing with it, I didn’t know it…” Minhyuk trailed off as he came to a realization, looking at Hyungwon. “You left that for me! You wanted me to use it!”

“Yes. It’s why I left one at Wonho’s place too.”

“It was you? You… you set us up?” Wonho seemed hurt. “Why? WHY!?”

“I needed a distraction. You’re all on RF’s radar, if you were found to be time traveling they’d focus on you since you were messing with the timeline.”

“You gave one to Kihyun too!” Jooheon questioned. “Didn’t you! You knew he would feel guilty over what happened and would want to change it! Why didn’t you just stop the accident!”

“You don’t think I tried to stop it, despite knowing better. There are things that are fated to happen, that accident was one of them. It was going to happen, one way or the other, if not at that moment, then later. Every attempt I made to change it ended the same, Jooheon was severely hurt and taken by RF. I couldn’t stop it, but I could change who was taken.”

“Why! WHY!”

“What did you do?” Changkyun growled. “Kihyun didn’t just get into the driver’s seat…”

“I did what I just did here. I showed him the truth, the accident can’t be stopped, and I gave him the opportunity to save Jooheon.”

“No you manipulated him!” Jooheon spat. “I see no reason why it shouldn’t be me on the table.”

“It’s because of me.” Lay spoke up. “Isn’t?”

“Yes.” Hyungwon nodded. “I’m sorry.”

“Wait, what? What does Lay have to do with this.”

“Everything.” Xiumin added. “Jooheon, you know more about Lay’s plants than any of your friends. If RF got to you, they would learn that and… well I suppose Hyungwon knows what the outcome of that is.”

“You’re seriously defending him? He’s the one who betrayed us, who turned Baekhyun in, when you asked us to look after him.”

“We did.” Sehun got up. “But not Tao, right Hyungwon?”

“Yes. Tao asked me to bring Baekhyun in, he knew it wouldn’t end well if he was kept from the group any longer. I’m sorry.”

“Why didn’t you tell us?” Shownu asked.

“Cause he told me not to.”

“So you just betrayed us?” Wonho said. “You picked him over us?”

“That’s not it.”

“That’s exactly what you did!” Minhyuk yelled. “You betrayed us! And stayed with RF when they gave us an out!”

“He made a promise.” Kai added. “Isn’t that right? Tao could see the future if he focused with Luhan at his side. He knew what would happen if Baekhyun stayed away from us. He knew what would happen to him, to the others, and that we’d escape, but he knew we’d be back too. So, he needed someone to look after this world in our absence.”

“Yes.” Hyungwon admitted. “I made a promise, and that meant gaining RF’s trust, even if it meant losing you guys. I’m-”

“Don’t.” Wonho interrupted. “I don’t want to hear it, just wake Kihyun up and go.”

“I… I can’t… he’s comatose.”

“What!”

“The visor… it controls him, he’s lifeless without it.”

“So that’s what my fate was.” Jooheon said. “Comatose.”

“No… no it wasn’t. Messing with the timeline has a price, even when you find a loophole.”

“You… you killed him!” Changkyun shouted. “You killed Kihyun!”

“I’m sorry.”

Changkyun charged at Hyungwon, but he disappeared before he was grabbed. The boy fell to his knees distraught. He felt partially guilty for having helped Hyungwon in his plan, not knowing what the outcome would be. Shownu went over to comfort him, Wonho screaming as well and punching the wall. Minhyuk had fallen to his knees as well, holding Kihyun’s hand, his own silent tears falling.

“Fix this.” Jooheon looked at Lay. “You can heal him.”

“The mind is a far more complex thing to heal.”

“But you can do it.”

“I… I don’t know.”

“No, the answer is yes, you can fix him!”

“Jooheon, I don’t-”

“Don’t give me that crap, you can!”

“I don-”

“Maybe we can.” Baekhyun interrupted. “When Haechan and the others were stuck in the inbetween they were pretty much comatose. You woke them up, so you could-”

“We knew where their minds were, knew where to go and get them out. We have no idea where Kihyun is, he could be brain dead for all we know.”

“Then take him there.” Shownu spoke.

“What?”

“Take Kihyun’s mind to the inbetween, if he’s truly alive then you’ll find him there, right? And you can bring him back.”

“Do it.” Jooheon said. “Whatever that is, do it.”

“We can’t just do that.” Suho said. “The inbetween isn’t our place. We didn’t wake the others up, we helped one of their own go in and get them out. We can’t-”

“Then call your friends! Get them to do this!”

“Jooheon-”

“What do we have to lose?” Minhyuk added. “We didn’t know what had become of  Kihyun until now, but this isn’t living.”

“The inbetween becomes a personal hell if you stay there.” DO said. “It’s not-”

“Kihyun put himself in a car accident.” Wonho cut in. “He knew the consequences then, he’d understand them now. So whoever you need to call, call them and try to save him, that’s all we’re asking.”

It got quiet. Suho looked around at everyone, the decision had fallen to him. He took a breath then looked at Lay, nodding his head.

“Lay, DO, with me. Xiumin, you and Chen know what to make, the garden here is like the one back home, so you should have what you need. The rest of you look after y/n.”

You had heard the commotions from before, but Baekhyun had you stay hidden just to be safe. Nothing that was spoken made sense to you, not until the end and talking about the inbetween. You peeked your head around the corner, seeing this person unconscious on the table. Everyone seemed busy with things so you carefully approached them. You looked at them for a while before someone else approached. They looked you over and then pulled you into a hug.

“Y/n!”

You didn't react, confused as to who was hugging you and why. He had such a huge smile on his face, but it faltered when he saw your confusion.

“Y/n, it’s me, Wonho, we grew up together, remember?”

“What?”

“We went to elementary and high school together. You disappeared a few years ago, we thought you were dead.”

“Wait, what? You’re saying we know each other?”

“Yes.” Wonho pulled up a picture of you and him together. “What happened to you?”

You were quiet, staring at the picture, then you looked over at Chanyeol who was in the room. The sad look on their face told you everything you needed to know.

“I’m... I’m from here, this world is my home… why don’t I remember that! Why don’t I remember my past!”

You started to panic, drawing a blank on your childhood, on everything before knowing them. Cahnyeol took a step towards you but you backed away.

“No… what’s going on… why don’t I-”

“A lot happened when we met.” Suho added, having overheard things and coming over. “We met by chance and you helped us but RF caught up to us, we couldn’t just leave you for them to do who knows what so we took you with us. We never planned to come back here and we couldn’t return you either. We didn’t want you to feel home sick… so we made you forget your past…” 

“I…” 

You had tears in your eyes, the lack of memories making you feel so lost. Your past had always been a fuzzy thing, and when you thought back on it something else always came up to distract you. This wasn’t how you thought you’d get answers. Even if you did know Wonho you felt nothing familiar about him.

“It’s our fault. We got you involved, we never meant to, I swear, but we had to keep you safe.”

“Did you?” You spat, eyes flashing black for a moment. “What you did… was it really for my own good… or for yours.”

You stormed out, not wanting to hear anything anymore, having some new information to deal with. Once you were gone the others looked at each other, then Wonho.

“You knew y/n?” Suho questioned.

“Yes, and I thought I knew you too.”

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[dekuprompts]

boku no hero academia, season one.

prompts taken from the subs of the first series of the anime. some lines have been lightly edited for roleplaying suitability. content warning for implied violence, mentions of injury, death, murder.

if you keep going, i’ll never forgive you.

even though you’re quirkless, you’re pretending to be a hero, [name] ?

all men are not created equal.

that was my first and last setback.

that’s a huge villain !

this is dangerous ! stay back, stay back !

man, turning into a monster’s an amazing quirk.

who’s fighting ?

you are the incarnation of evil.

show us something flashy, [name] !

a pleasure to make your ass-quaintance !

hey wait, you’re taking notes ? you wanna be a hero ?

it’s time for you to think seriously about your future.

using your powers at school is against the rules !

i’m not gonna be stuck at the bottom with the rest of these rejects.

that was uncalled for, [name.]

what the hell can you do ?

catch me if you can !

hey, let’s go to karaoke !

the incident this morning is all over the headlines !

we’re not done talking yet, [name.]

come on, you could at least say something back.

you’re pathetic. you still can’t face reality.

it’s too scary for me, i can’t watch it.

it’s fine now. why ? because i am here.

can i … be a hero, too ?

don’t worry, i’m just going to take over your body, calm down.

thanks for your help. you’re my hero.

i’m dying … am i dying ?

sorry about getting you caught up in my villain fighting.

can even someone without a quirk be like you ?

i think saving people is super cool.

i want to be the greatest hero, like you !

you went a little overboard today.

it’s your fault for getting in my way.

if we get caught, it’ll end up on my record !

a punk like you couldn’t defeat me.

the fight was not made public to the world. i asked that it not be made public.

i smile to trick the fear inside of me.

it’s not bad to dream, but you also have to consider what’s realistic.

you knew. that’s why you were trying so desperately.

help will arrive soon … someone … a hero will ...

you looked like you were asking for help.

there was absolutely no reason to put yourself in danger !

i never asked you for help !

don’t think you can look down on me !

it’s not like i accomplished anything or changed anything.

it was because it was none other than you at the scene that i was able to act.

you can become a hero.

you are worthy to inherit my power.

your quirk is something hotly debated as one of the world’s greatest mysteries.

you always start with denial, huh ?

i may hide a lot of things, but i don’t lie.

why are you giving me something so great ?

i’ve been looking for a successor.

you were more heroic than anyone else back there.

an unprepared body cannot inherit this fully. this limbs will come off, and the body will explode.

heroes these days are after the showy stuff. originally, being a hero meant doing volunteer service.

i’ve told you this before. it’s not something you can do without a quirk.

[place]'s the hardest hero course to get into.

frankly, this is a super hard schedule. can you follow it ?

did your encounter with the villain make you go crazy ?

you haven’t been sticking to the plan, have you ?

the mirage of it is just barely visible, but you have certainly become a suitable vessel !

i feel like i’m cheating.

we have to fix those leaky eyes of yours.

this is power that you earned because of your own effort.

eat this.

don’t stand in front of me, i’ll kill you.

it’s my quirk. sorry for using it without asking first.

it’d be bad luck if you fell, right ?

don’t look, i’ll kill you.

damn, now i can’t crush you.

you’ve been muttering this whole time. it’s distracting !

graduating from [place] is a requirement for being a great hero.

they have more than one of these on the school grounds ?

how can everyone be so confident ?

at the very least, we have one less rival to worry about, right ?

prepare yourself for the physical repercussions it’ll have on your body.

thanks for distracting it !

we made a good team, but i don’t think we’ll meet again.

the most important qualification of a hero is the spirit of self-sacrifice.

you were hurt this much by your own quirk ?

there was no way i could tell anyone, not even my family.

after you saw potential in me, i’m sorry i didn’t live up to it.

i did what i thought was right.

actually, i came to this town to work at [place.]

just so you know, i didn’t tell [place / person] about my connection to you.

my body broke with one use of my quirk. i can’t control it at all.

that’s cruel. do you truly aim to be a hero ?

i hate to admit it, but you are better than me.

what dirty tricks did you use to get in, huh ?

my future plan has already been torn to pieces.

i told you to go somewhere else !

if you’re going to become a hero, you don’t have time for such leisurely events.

go somewhere else if you want to play at being friends.

will you have an attitude like that the whole time ?

you’re not being creative enough. i’ll show you what it’s like to be allowed to use your quirk !

it doesn’t look good for you if you continue like this.

i’ve heard of you. you’re an underground hero.

from what i can tell, you can’t control your quirk, can you ?

[name], with your power, you can’t become a hero.

if this is my only choice, i just have to go all out.

it doesn’t hurt as much as before.

i came because i was worried, but what the heck, [name] ?!

hey ! tell me what’s going on, [name], you bastard !

by the way, i was lying about the expulsion.

tomorrow will be packed with even more rigorous tests. prepare yourself.

[name.] so you were watching ?

you cut those you judge to be without potential without hesitation.

there’s nothing crueller than letting a dream end midway.

you’re being kind in your own way, huh, [name] ?

you don’t have time to relax, [name.] the real thing starts tomorrow.

when you dozed off while studying, i happened to see your notebook.

i gave up back then. but you didn’t. you kept chasing your dream, didn’t you ?

in this society filled with heroes, truly intelligent villains hide in the shadows.

go all out. don’t be afraid to get hurt.

if things go too far, i’ll stop it.

you seem to be especially angry when it comes to [name.]

[name] is the one who makes fun of you, right ?

there are a lot of blind spots, so let’s be careful.

if i use this on someone, it will kill them.

i figured you’d come for me first.

good or bad, you were full of confidence, and i thought you were so cool.

[name] ! give me your status ! what happened ?!

i’m not asking about how you feel !

going off on your own like that … what is wrong with you ?!

you were always good at reacting quickly in a crisis.

was it fun tricking me all this time ?

you’ve got a flashy quirk there, don’t you ? try and get me with it !

i heard from [name] that you think well of yourself, but this is too much.

[name], you really can’t do anything, can you ?

hey, did you hear ? [name] doesn’t have a quirk.

are you all right ? can you stand ?

don’t look at me with that face !

are you underestimating me, [name] ?

i’m not scared of you anymore !

if i don’t hit you, you won’t die !

what in the world did you do ? explain yourself !

fine, then. let’s fight it out with our fists.

you don’t look like the type to think, but you’re more subtle than i expected.

those are not the actions of a hero.

i want to win and surpass you, you idiot !

i can’t use it because my body can’t handle the impact.

you’re a mass of pride.

there’s nothing more fragile than a heart that’s swelled to bursting.

the school year has just begun, and you’ve already been in here three times !

why didn’t you stop them, [name] ?

i know it’s not like you want to rest on your laurels at the top, but is this really that important ?

i don’t know what you were saying during the match but you were fired up !

you did terrible in the training.

what’s with those hands, anyway ?

hey, [name], you wanna grab a bite to eat sometime ? what do you like ?

there’s one thing i feel like i have to tell you.

my quirk is something i received from someone else.

one day, i will make this quirk my own, and beat you with my own power.

what are you trying to do, make me out to be more of a fool than you already have ?

wow, you’re scruffy. what’s your deal ?

i can’t believe you were able to work as a hero with all this.

[name], you’re talented, so don’t act like a kid.

you settled it by breaking your arm again, huh ?

as long as you fix the control issue, there’ll be a lot you’re able to do.

wanting to do it and being suitable for it are different issues.

this might be the first time i’ve seen you smile, [name.]

you think we could beat ‘em up ?

don’t do it, [name.] they’ll write up a bunch of half-truths about you.

if word gets out, it’s clear that the world would be teeming with those trying to steal this power from you.

my quirk’s strong against others, but unfortunately, it doesn’t look like much.

you have to think about popularity as a hero too, you know.

you do not have powers so you can harm others.

the trespassing the other day was the work of these scumbags after all, huh ?

i went through the trouble of bringing this whole crowd, too …

i wonder if [name] will come if we kill some kids ?

you can’t be a hero with just one trick.

i hate pro heroes. the masses don’t stand a chance against them.

you’re actually good at fighting by yourself against a lot of people, huh ?

this is no time for analysis ! hurry up and take shelter !

they were waiting to pounce, just like you said.

don’t you think they’re trying so hard because they have a way to kill you ?

i wonder if we’ll be able to hold out until [name] arrives.

i wonder if we’ll all make it out in one piece.

you shouldn’t react every time you hear of an incident !

you really haven’t changed at all, have you ?

i think you can stay here and relax for a little longer.

are there really idiots who talk about their plans in front of the enemy ?

i already kind of knew, but you’re pretty strong.

my quirk is totally unfit for battle !

i’m getting impatient. let’s end this quickly !

it’s weirder not to be scared right now !

rather than reflecting back, shouldn’t you think of what to do next ?

i think you overexerted yourself jumping into that crowd of villains to protect us.

we were under the illusion that our powers would actually work against the enemy.

on what basis do you think you can kill [name] ? what’s your plan ?

we need to figure out how we’ll get away from all these people.

even if we wanted to call for help, there’s interference jamming the signal.

right now, you can’t count on me, so i’m counting on you !

sorry, i thought it was a good idea at the time !

is this all of them ? they’re so weak.

you’re gonna act childish at a time like this ?

i’m sure you must be having second thoughts, right ?

we can’t win against dozens of pros. it’s game over.

i guess it’s true after all that you’re getting weaker.

how did you make a suplex look like an explosion ?

i’m the only one who knows your secret, and the predicament you’re in.

to tear you apart is my job.

there are still tons of things i want you to teach me !

move ! you’re in the way, [name] !

damn it ! i didn’t get to show off !

the symbol of peace cannot be killed by the likes of you.

do you not know how to hold back ?

it was to rescue my companions. i had no choice.

violence for the sake of others makes it admirable. isn’t that right, hero ?

you would’ve been in trouble if i hadn’t done anything earlier, right ?

my power has been declining faster than i expected.

if you can withstand me at one hundred per cent, then i’ll force you to surrender from beyond that !

they got us. we let our guard down completely.

you’re in great demand, right ?

i’m just wondering, why is someone like you a villain ?

if you don’t put up a fight, i’ll let this idiot go.

[name] ! we should get out of here now !

if i move even one step, i won’t be able to keep up this bluff.

if you and i work together, we still have a chance of killing them.

i wasn’t … able to do anything …

if it wasn’t for those few seconds you bought me, i would have been killed.

i can’t believe we let them escape after they made such a big show of trespassing.

i’m a fan of yours too.

man, you act recklessly every time, huh ?

if i didn’t act recklessly, i would have been killed.

we cannot move freely, which is why we need a symbol, like you.

next time, show the world that you are to be feared.

you were super strong. i was surprised !

this type of quirk is already very rare, but for a villain to have one, of all things …

investigating is what you’re good at. i’m counting on you !

i think i might’ve shortened the time limit of my hero form again.

have there even been any first years who experienced a real fight so soon ?

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