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velvetm00light · 7 months

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Taken

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Chapter Two of Save Me

Previous Chapters: one

Word Count: 3.7k

Pairing: Spencer Reid x Female Reader

Summary: You and your team at the BAU come to the disturbing realization that you're the final target of a brutal serial killer. Without any leads, your team determines you need to be the one to draw him out. As you sit alone in your apartment for hours, on edge, you can't help but want your coworker, Spencer, to be there with you. But, is your little crush enough to get you through the upcoming torture?

Warnings: Mentions guns, sexual assault, murder, serial killer, torture, stalking, physical harm, kidnapping, fear. In future parts, will mention vivid torture, PinV, oral, domxsub situations, grief, bondage, physical harm, etc.

A/N: I'm actually enjoying writing this soo much. I hope you all are enjoying reading it! I'm going to write the next chapter in both (y/n) POV and Spencer's POV, so I'll probably post both at the same time!

YOU CAN'T HELP BUT fidget in your seat at the round table as the rest of the team takes their seats and waits for Hotch's word to begin. You couldn't bring yourself to be in the same room as them as they discussed different ways for you to lure him out, unable to listen and play out those possible scenarios out in your head. Spencer at first fought against your wishes for him to discuss with the team, but all you could do was look into his sad eyes with yours and tell him, "I need someone who is going to fight for me. I trust that you will know when enough is enough." He stopped fighting then and did as you requested.

He was the first to arrive back at the round table, immediately taking the seat next to yours, not even hesitating to give you his hand. You took it greedily, needing any kind of human contact to keep your mind grounded, bonus points because it was him.

"Let's get started." Hotch announced, and you noticed that no one would meet your gaze directly as your eyes wandered to your friends around the table. Your heart sank into your stomach and you had a feeling the discussion they had was a hard one. You can't imagine it being easy for your friends to discuss the best way to capture a brutal serial killer by using your life without actually endangering it.

"(Y/), tonight you're going to go home as normal. We have to assume he watches your every move so he cannot know that we're aware of you being his final target. We obviously will not leave you unguarded, Rossi and I will sit down the street from your apartment, Morgan and Reid will sit in the back of the parking lot so they can see anyone who exits and enters. If he's not bold enough to do anything tonight, we will simulate a day of errands for you, each of us posted where you go."

A chill runs down your spine. It's hard to believe you're about to be sent home and expected to act completely normal. To sit in your apartment alone, just waiting for him to try to break down your door or draw you out.

"You'll let me know every hour how you're doing and call Morgan or Reid if you notice anything since they'll be closest. If it makes you feel more comfortable, we can send someone ahead of you to replace your apartment security guard so someone with a little more training is there."

"Yes, please. I think that'll help." You almost whine. The more you sit here, the less you want this conversation to end because you want to avoid going home at absolutely all costs right now. You know you can't push it off forever or else you risk other women's lives. Before the meeting ends, JJ meets your eyes. "I promise you, we will find him."

"We're going to get this sick son of a bitch," Morgan adds. The rest of the team chimes in and you feel grateful to being going through this with a support system by your side. It makes the tight knot in your stomach loosen a little, realizing that you know you're safe with them. You know your entire team would stay up for days on end to catch this guy, and wouldn't allow themselves a moment of relaxation knowing you're unable to sleep or feel safe in your own home.

Hotch sends an agent to your apartment before you to simulate security guards changing shifts. You hope this will be enough, but something deep in your stomach twists anyway.

Before Reid leaves with Morgan to get to your apartment before you, he pulls you into the kitchen - a public place, but with enough cover to make your body heat. The thought of getting caught doing something scandalous sends a shiver up your spine but you quickly chastise yourself. Your life is in danger, now is not the time for fantasies.

"Can I ask you to do something for me?" He asks softly, his face looks battered from stress and you're sure you look the same. "Of course."

"Can you text me too? To let me know you're safe."

"Of course I will." You try to give him your best smile, but it falls flat. His care is warming, but it's hard to feel anything other than absolute fear at the moment.

"You're going to be okay," he promises. He abruptly pulls you into an embrace and you waste no time relaxing into his chest. He smells of almond and lavender. You take a deep breath, trying to memorize the smell of him. Your embrace ends too quickly and he leaves you standing alone in the kitchen.

After a torturous drive home, you pull into the parking lot of your apartment. You quickly scan your surroundings, making sure to wait an extra moment before exiting the car to see if another car pulls in. You spot the car Reid described to you sitting in the corner in the back of the parking lot and you let out a relieved sigh. This whole situation is terrifying and ridiculous all at once. You remember Hotch's words and get out of your car, trying your best to act as if you aren't completely afraid for your life and you're not about to spend the entire night rechecking your door and window locks, making sure all your hidden guns are reachable and in place.

You pass the agent posed as a security guard and trying not to draw attention to yourself as you head down the left hall towards the elevator to your apartment. You would be out of your complete mind to take the stairs in this situation, but you're unsure if an elevator might actually be worse if he were to randomly enter it.

The elevator stops with a jolt and opens on your floor. You take a cautious peak out and check down the hallway left and right before exiting. You quickly make it to your apartment door, looking back to make sure there's no one in the hallway. If you're lucky, he might not know what exact apartment you live in, but then you realize with despair that if he's been watching you for however long, he could have easily seen you enter and exit your apartment multiple times.

You fumble with your keys as you try not to act panicked and open your door. You swiftly enter and lock it immediately behind you, making sure to lock the deadbolt and put the chain on as well. You loose a deep sigh and your eyes widen at the fact that you still might not be safe yet. You didn't even think about the fact that you'd have to check your apartment when you got here to make sure he wasn't already waiting for you.

You quietly pull the gun from the holster on your side and slowly work through your apartment, turning on every light and lamp possible, locking every single window you walk past, checking inside your bedroom closet, the kitchen pantry, the small storage closet just outside your bedroom, and even behind the shower curtain. Once you've decided that there's no possible place for him to hide, you finally feel your muscles relax. You place your gun back in your holster, unable to feel safe without it by your side.

You grab yourself a glass of water and some snacks and decide to stay in the living room. You're able to keep an eye on the door and balcony simultaneously. You don't risk turning the TV on or listening to music to relax you. You need to be at complete high alert until your team catches this son of a bitch.

Time goes by agonizingly slow as you try to keep yourself awake and entertained. A full pot of coffee sits on the counter for you to refill as the night goes on, although you're unsure if you'll even need it. The fear is enough to keep your blood pumping hard through you. You try to play card games with yourself and practice some card tricks Spencer taught you when you first joined the Bureau.

You aren't able to keep your attention on one task for too long, your fear pulling your eyes to scan every inch of the room. You decide to risk sneaking a peak through your balcony curtains. You look out from the side, just barely moving the fabric over so no one would notice a disturbance in the curtains from the outside. After deciding the coast is clear, you recheck the balcony door lock and do a walk through of your apartment once again, checking locks, hiding spots, your gun always close by.

The first hour passes and when your phone buzzes it just about makes you jump completely out of your skin. You reach into your pocket to pull it out and quickly read a text from Hotch, asking for an update. You reply to let him know that everything's normal so far, all possible access points are locked and you've gone through your entire apartment in intense detail.

You remember the promise you made Spencer and text him as well, basically explaining the same thing you told Hotch.

Me: im scared spence

Spencer: I know, that's okay. You're brave, remember?

Me: im trying really hard to be. i can't even turn on the TV or focus on anything long enough without getting worried im going to miss something and he's going to catch me off guard.

Spencer: You're the strongest person I know, don't let him control you. These offenders love control and making you feel helpless.

Me: he is controlling me though. i cant even imagine sleeping, im jumping at every car door being shut, every car horn from the street, every bug at my window. even if we catch him, will the fear ever go away?

The text bubble appears and disappears a few times. You start to wonder if maybe something happened, if they caught someone trying to get into your building when your phone buzzes in your hands.

Spencer: I think we both know the statistics. But, I promise that I will do everything I can do ease the fear and be there for you when it's too much.

You begin to get teary eyed at his promise. Never in your life have you felt cared for or protected. It was always kill or be killed and you fought for your life since you were a child, just trying to survive in a world destined to chew you up and swallow you.

Me: thank you spence. that means more to me than i think you'll ever understand. you mean more to me than you'll ever understand.

You set your phone down on the table next to you, feeling jittery after sending that text. You deleted it and rewrote it about 5 times, but if your life is in danger, why hold back? You also think about how he might try to profile you and believe you're forming an attachment to him due to trauma bonding or transference.

You let out an aggravated sigh and rub your face with your hands. This has complicated your life in just about every way possible and you promise yourself that if you ever get your hands on the man that feels like he can make you cower away, locked in your apartment, you'll make him regret it.

I pick my phone back up and when I see Spencer hasn't replied, I text again.

Me: have you guys seen or learned anything?

Spencer: Not yet. Few people have walked into the building but we're not legally allowed to deny people the right into their homes. You live on the third floor so hopefully that should deter him from your apartment.

Me: hope so. im not sure i could ever come back here and live my life without fear if he chooses here.

Spencer: That's understandable. I don't think he's prepared for his endgame just yet. But I'm also not sure he is disorganized enough to attempt to attack you in broad daylight in a public place like the grocery store.

Me: he abducted those other women in broad daylight in high traffic areas though and no one saw a thing.

Spencer: (Y/n), you're a federal agent. If he has an IQ that's at least half of mine, he would need extra planning. A damn good rouse to lure you away and that's only if he's confident we have no idea you're his target. Don't worry, okay? We will stay here all night for you.

Me: thank you..it helps to know you are here. i don't feel alone in this.

Spencer: You're never alone. Never again, (y/n).

Spencer: As much as I want to keep talking to you to make sure you're safe, I think it's best you focus on your surroundings. Deep breathing exercises actually trick your brain into thinking that you're relaxed and takes your body out of flight or fight.

Me: are those drs orders?

Spencer: Yes, now be a good girl and relax.

Your breath catches in your throat with his last text. It takes you aback at the pure brashness of it, something you weren't sure he was even capable of doing.

You do as commanded and you allow yourself to pull your legs up onto the couch, despite the impracticality of it in the sick chance he breaks into your apartment. You try your hardest to do breathing exercises you found on Google.

You are slightly surprised when your body begins to relax a bit and you feel less at edge. You don't allow yourself to completely let down your guard, but you welcome the slight relaxation of your muscles at least.

Minutes turn to hours and if you didn't have your phone to check the time, you would have thought days were passing by. All you've been able to do is stare at the ceiling when you're not making your routine patrols around your apartment. You feel as if you're starting to get a bit stir crazy.

You check in hourly with Hotch and Spencer, not allowing yourself too much of a distraction. But, as the hours tick by, your eyelids get heavier and heavier. You begin to lower your vigilant wall the tiniest bit. If he wanted to attack here wouldn't he have done so by now?

Me: im so tired.

Spencer: It's okay to sleep. It's highly recommended by every doctor, including me.

Me: alright smart ass. do you think he would've already tried something by now? the suns about to come up and it's been almost 12 hours.

Spencer: Go to bed. None of us are going to sleep so you're safe. You've been through a lot, you deserve some rest, even if it's just an hour.

Me: i guess youre right. ive got all my locks in place anyway and i guess i would probably hear if any glass broke but i dont know how anyone would expect to take an entire grown woman down 3 levels without risking being seen by using the stairs.

Spencer: You don't need to justify sleeping to me. You deserve the rest, no matter what. No justification needed.

Me: Thank you, Spence. ♡

Spencer: ♡

Still a bit weary, you decide to check the balcony and do your patrol once more before you allow yourself to relax. After determining the coast is clear, you decide to finally retire to your bedroom. You unhook your gun holster and lay it on your nightstand, making sure to keep it in reach in case.

You don't even bother changing out of your clothes as you finally climb into bed. You let out a small moan of relief and sleep consumes you almost instantly.

You're taken out of your sleep by a loud thud, confusion overtaking you for a few moments as you blink rapidly around the room, attempting to adjust your eyes to the daylight. You're frozen in fear as your vision clears and there's a gun pointed right to your face.

The man holding the gun is in a regular hoodie and jeans, seemingly normal. You reel your terror back as you hold your hands up in surrender, attempting to make him believe you're willing to do as he pleases in hopes he makes a mistake.

You eye the time on the clock on your nightstand, if you can only distract him for a little bit longer, Hotch will call you when he realizes you aren't replying to his hourly check in and they'll come up here and save your ass.

All your able to do is stare at your attacker and stay completely still. You rack your brain for the best possible thing to say to get him to deescalate or at least lower the gun. "What's your name?"

"My name?" He questions, tilting his head to the side. You thought he might be put back by the question, instead he seems to have gained a confidence your profile suggested he was close to growing into. You suppose he must have had some new found confidence to be able to sneak past multiple undercover agents, and into a room on third floor with all doors and windows locked. He makes no move to lower the gun and no attempt to answer your question.

"How did you get in?" You ask as calmly as possible, hoping he made a mistake that way at least. Maybe your team was already outside, discussing how to play it to where he surrenders. You realize your luck as probably fallen short at the way a wicked smile spreads across his face.

"Do you not want to talk?" You try again. The blog posts he made about you play over in your head. You're hoping he takes the bait.

"Don't you think it's a little late to talk?" The gun stays unwavering in your face.

"What do you mean?"

The smile falls from his face and if you were in a cartoon, you can almost bet smoke would come out of his ears.

"What do I mean? You know what I mean!" He roars, shaking the gun angrily around. You decide to take this as your opportunity now that the gun isn't pointing towards you.

You release your leg from under the covers and kick as hard as you can muster into his abdomen. He reels back and you stumble out of bed and attempt to retrieve the gun on your nightstand when you realize it's no longer there. You spin around in time for his fist to connect with your jaw, knocking you off your feet, your knees barking as they connect with the hardwood.

You sweep out his legs from under him, sending him to the floor along with you. You spot his gun laying on your bedroom floor, right next your dresser, which unfortunately, he is right in front of. Before you can think to hesitate, you're up on your feet and lunging for the gun.

Before you're able to reach it, he grabs you by the collar of your shirt and swings you around and slams you into the wall. The breath clears your lungs and all you can do is fall to the ground on once more.

Blood from somewhere, you assume your face, drips onto the polished floor below you. You attempt to play the defeated victim, hoping it draws him close enough for you to catch him by surprise.

His heavy feet slam against your floorboards until he is right in front of you, gun completely abandoned on the floor. He grips your neck with a strong hand and lifts you to your feet. When he brings your face to his, you spit blood into his eye, causing him to drop you.

You use the few moments you gave yourself to at least make it out of your bedroom, grab a knife or one of your hidden guns, anything to give you the upper hand against a man twice your size and strength.

"Bitch!" He roars, wiping furiously at his eyes as you scramble with the door to your bedroom. You swing it open and lunge towards the closet gun you can think of when you see the open compartment, your gun missing from it.

"You think I don't know every single detail about your life, (y/n)?" He laughs from behind you as you're frozen in the middle of your living room. "I've been waiting for a long time, (y/n). Do you like the presents I left you? I figured I'd show you what I would do to you."

"You have an odd perception of the word present." You deadpan. You scramble to come up with a solution. All your guns are gone, if you run to the kitchen you better hope to hell he doesn't shoot you first or get there before you. "What do you want?"

"You." He smiles, and before you can react he's on you again. As you fight tooth and nail against his raging grasp, you hear your phone begin to ring. You allow hope to bubble in your chest, just a few more minutes, you say to yourself. They'll save me.

When you finally think you have the upper hand on him, he lands a fist to your temple that throws you to the carpet. Your vision spins as you attempt to crawl anywhere but where he is. You feel his laugh in your bones and you can tell he is taking his time taking in his win and the power it gives him. Your sight becomes blurry and you fight as hard as you can against it. But, all you seem to have the strength for is to watch blood spill from your mouth and the wounds on your face, onto the carpet of your living room. You gather enough strength to at least look your attacker in the face and deny him as much of the power he craves as you can. "I'm not afraid of you," you whisper. Your throat feels tight, and it's almost impossible to swallow. You spit blood onto your carpet as you try to relieve the pressure in your throat.

"You should be," is the last thing you hear before you see his boot come down towards your head and the world turns black.

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vex91 · 3 months

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Too spicy

Chapter 18: Loved it all

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3rd's POV

Jimin was speechless.

The whole time she knew you, you were a kid to her. A younger sister that she cared and loved at most but now - you looked like a woman.

A woman that Jimin could easily feel attracted to.

She watched as you awkwardly walked over to her, smiling as you took a seat in front of her. She watched the way your eyes seemed brighter and the way you played with your fingers, something you did when you were nervous. Just for a second she believed that maybe you were happy to be there with her, that maybe some feelings you had for her were still somewhere in your heart but that thought quickly disappeared when she noticed a camera in the distance.

That's right, you were there to act. This wasn't a real date after all and you probably grew out of your crush on her already but still Jimin hoped that you maybe still loved her - like she loved you now.

"Do you know what you want?" You asked the older girl, your eyes looking at all different options on the menu, not noticing the sad gaze she send your way "Yeah, do you?" She quickly looked down on the menu to avoid your eyes, scared that you notice her gloomy mood "I do" You said quietly and the silence followed. Both of you ordered the food while Jimin's mind raced trying to come up with something to talk about.

She covered your hand with her own as she smiled at you, you looked at her confused and flustered as a click of the camera could be heard from somewhere. Honestly she really wanted to use this situation to imagine it all as real and covering it as acting so you wouldn't know about her feelings and so she did. For the rest of this "date" you both acted like a couple, giving material to the paparazzi but also enjoying the feeling.

After the date Jimin couldn't help but gush about it to her members, she didn't cared it was fake at that moment, she just relished in the feeling of how it felt to have you and she loved it, all of it.

And unknowingly to her you loved it all too.

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Summary: After being rejected multiple times by Jimin, Y/N decides to stop running after her. A year later she debuts in a new girl group, with a totally different image and meets Jimin again but this time she doesn't care about the older girl much to her surprise. Shockingly Jimin starts developing feelings for Y/N and decides to win her heart back.

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squidzillaa · 15 days

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Levi DID NOT reject Hange

An explanation and analysis 🦑

First things first, 5 key factors:

1. This scene is from Levi’s pov (another reason why he looks sad and pissed off, while saying his goal is to kill Zeke.)

2. This chapter parallels to Eren and Mikasa’s “What am I?” scene in chapter 123.

3. Wanting to live with another, is common trope in AOT. Isayama’s love language. 🏠

4. This is one of the most romantic scenes in AOT, I don’t know how this flew over SO many people’s heads?? 😂😂 It’s right in front of your face!

5. Isayama parallels chapter 126 to chapters 52 and 53. (These chapters contain some of the most important interactions between Levi and Hange):

“Right, Levi.?” (Hange knows what Levi meant. 👍🏻)

“Right… …Levi?” (Does Hange know the answer here? 🤔 Guess… 😏)

Next, in both these chapters, they are being hunted:

Chapter 52: Hange suggests, “Just for now.”

Chapter 126: Hange suggests, “But for now…”

Chapter 52: Levi states, “If we do nothing but run, then all we can do is get caught.” He knows if they stay, they’ll get caught and possibly stabbed.

Chapter 126: Levi questions, “If we keep running and hiding, what will that get us?” He knows the possible consequences of running away, so why does he ask anyway? 🤔😏:

Now, explanation:

Levi was only “pretending” to be asleep, in order to hear Hange’s dream. If Levi Was meaning to reject Hange, he WOULD NOT have brought it back up and then avoid the question she asked (while blushing) which was, “Oh so you heard me?” He’s not going to admit that he heard her because he is a TSUNDERE and, like Isayama said, is awkward and clumsy when it comes to romance. ;)

Hange blushes, because she confessed her love to him thinking he was asleep. In the Japanese culture, asking someone to live with you is a way of proposing. IFKK. (If you have common sense 😉, you can recognize that her blush alone shows that she meant it romantically.)

The other main ships also include a similar situation of wanting to “live” with their love interest:

(Obvious one) Eren to Mikasa

Falco to Gabi

Annie to Armin

Hitch to Marlow

Ymir to Historia

Jean to Mikasa

Eren even brings this up in an interview ⬇️, straight up telling viewers that Hange’s line was a proposal and confession! (Another big factor: Eren and Hange parallel each other, just like how Mikasa and Levi do. That’s a BIG character plot point that a lot of fans don’t recognize or realize. Which in itself already tells you who the 2 main lovers of the story are. Cue “Call Your Name.” 👥)

Levi could have interrupted her if he wanted to reject her proposal or could have straight up said “No we can’t”, “I can’t do that.”, “I don’t want that.” But he didn’t because he Wanted to live with her as well, and was probably imagining a life of just the two of them living in the forest. 💭🌲

He knows that Hange is already preparing to pull him around, so after Eren’s Rumbling announcement, that’s when he decides to get up and ask where Zeke is. He sits up because he wants her to come over to him so he can pop the question of “running and hiding.” Especially because he knows that Eren’s announcement will make Hange want to stop Eren asap. Levi needs to hurry and reask her question before they’re out of that forest and have to focus on their plans, rather than their feelings.

He asks where Zeke is to make her think he was asleep the whole time. (Buttt he blows his cover right away when he asks her what running away will achieve for the 2 of them. 😂)

Levi asking where Zeke is was NOT his first thought, because he was awake the WHOLE time. (Stop trying to make everything about Levi in connection to Erwin and his promise, this scene has nothing to do with him. 👾)

In this chapter, they both have a moment of doubt and confusion:

Hange wasn’t sure if she should continue her duties as Commander, because she’s unsure if they can stop Zeke and they’d be on the run for the rest of their lives.

Levi wasn’t sure if killing Zeke was worth it, because Zeke was willing to die.

Levi restates what Hange said, as a question, because he wanted to know if she Had a good enough reason to leave it all behind.

Levi doesn’t go against Hange’s ideas and encourage them often. Levi loves and trusts Hange SO MUCH, that he was willing to give up on his promise to Erwin and his comrade’s, if Hange had given him a good enough reason to stay. But of course he knows Hange can’t stay out of the action and that they have their promises and duties to achieve first. 😢🤝🏻🌲 (Along with the guilt that would come with it.) To what ifs.. 🥂

In conclusion, Levi and Hange’s “freedom”, are each other. KAWWW 🦅

(Looking at Their Freedom)

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lusi-raul · 1 year

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I watched Forever’s pov from Jaiden’s dungeon quest since I’ve been seeing a lot of people upset about his suspicions on Jaiden and I can see why but it all stems down to the meta gaming knowledge we have as viewers and not being allowed to give it to him so that he won’t misunderstand Jaiden.

If you solely watch Forever, his and Maximus’ suspicions are valid. Guys you have to realize it doesn’t matter how sweet and nice she appears to other people in the server, no one knows her as much we do and as much as the few she interacts with the most in the island. If it was Roier of course he is never going to suspect her. Even if he was spying on her and Cucurucho that boat race day, it was out of concern and worry for her. But for Forever, unfortunately theres just too much coincidences going on that just makes his suspicions for her grow worse and worse. She just lost her son and is in a mental state where she can be easily manipulated. She distracted Baghera when Pomme died. She is working for Cucurucho who works for the feds. He sees that she has a good relationship with Cucurucho (headpats). She was seen talking alone with Quackity and a Worker for the federation. She built her house which Forever thinks is a shrine, in the middle of nowhere instead of near spawn but he doesn’t understand the significance of the Bobby fields to both her, Bobby and Roier. The truth of the situation is, he doesn’t know her as much as Roier or Bad or even Philza does that’s why he can’t fully dismiss these coincidences even after Jaiden explained it to him. You guys can’t just expect him to blindly trust someone he barely knows nor is it smart for him to do so. Remember how he still trusts Cellbit when he was in the same position? And the trust never left him until Cellbit broke his xp farm. Why trust Cellbit and not Jaiden when both of them are doing practically the same thing in his perspective? First of all, he knows how Cellbit ended up and it’s reasonable to believe Jaiden will end up in the same ditch. Second, He knows Cellbit on a deeper level than he knows Jaiden.

He thinks Jaiden is obsessed with Bobby and is willing to do dirty deeds for the federation in exchange for her son but the sad thing about that mentality is it implies that he will do the same for Richas. He can’t see Jaiden who is this attached to her dead son as sound minded because he sees himself in her, absolutely losing her mind to the point of taking the opportunity to have her son back at the expense of the life of others because deep inside he knows when Richas dies, he will do everything he can to bring him back just like her. We know Jaiden genuinely did what she did with good intentions because we saw her cope with grief but Forever didn’t and just sees her as a broken mother.

He spied on her and broke into her home with Maximus. Some people were upset that they did that. They are investigating on something they are suspicious about. Is it wrong? Maybe but is it reasonable? Yes. They don’t trust her, they have to find out more information so that their suspicions can either be confirmed or discredited. It’s unfortunate that he was too late both times and was caught by Cucurucho the last time. If he overheard their conversation, some of his suspicions may have been dismissed. If in the end Forever realizes on his own that Jaiden really is trustworthy and their relationship improves, imagine how much deeper his friendship with Jaiden will be after all they’ve been through. He is willing to protect and support Jaiden despite the suspicions, imagine if the suspicions were dismissed for him.

Ultimately a story without conflict is like a rollercoaster on a straight track. In order for the rider to feel thrill and excitement, there has to be ups and downs, fast and slow moments and loops. This type of misunderstanding causes conflict within the lore of the island. It keeps the story interesting and ultimately will make the resolution that much more satisfying.

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kerubimcrepin · 2 months

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Liveblog - Dofus, livre 1 : Julith [PART 21]

I've already said how weird this whole situation is from Joris's pov, but imagine dying, being given a new body with a way smaller brain and no speech yet, as well as no object permanence, and having to comprehend while in this condition, that your brother, who spent the last 50–80 years trying to hunt you down and make you into a coat, just saved your son from being blown up, and is now dying.

But you lack the brain capacity to understand any of that. Or remember any of that history.

You just know that he's hurt, badly, and that you don't like seeing him in pain.

Joris knows now, that for an ecaflip demigod, it's not that big of a deal to die. At least not the first time.

So it's really more of a "You sacrificed yourself for me?" question.

He's paying back his debt. He can't be mean to Joris, when all he's done is be nice to him, he's not that kind of person.

And when he wakes up again, things will be different, between him and Kerubim. Something new is going to happen.

To quote Dofus Aux Tresors de Kerubim: It will have a different taste. A different feel.

Kerubim's current lack of object permanence or the idea of death, is both a blessing and a curse, because he has no fucking idea what happened, or where Atcham went. Poor kbitty.

On one hand, this is inherently traumatic for Joris. He must be tired of watching ecaflip demigods evaporate.

On the other hand, I can't help but feel that this is the moment Joris and Atcham truly begin to love one another. So I can't even feel sad about this moment, like a normal person.

Chat, this is what I cal coping and perhaps even seething. Joris is inclined to think Bakara is wrong because Bakara fucked up Majorly at this part of the movie. Also because Joris has not slept the entire night. Also because he watched 2 people die. Also Simone is far away. Also what IS Simone to do with a dofus-related issue?

Julith would absolutely have hurt Lilotte. There is absolutely not a single doubt in my mind, that if it got her what she wanted, she would dismember Lilotte as Joris watched.

I don't blame him for making mistakes and fumbling, though. He's like 10.

If she really isn't that bad... If ALL she wants to do, is to bring Jahash back... If that's what it takes for her to leave Lilotte and Kerubim alone...

And among all else, if this brings the man she loves back? He doesn't mind, then.

(Puts on a giant, Dofus Aux Tresors de Kerubim themed tinfoil hat)

Joris is a difficult character to read due to his insane multitudes and affinity for lying to everyone and himself.

Due to his passion for wanting to learn about his birth parents, I think spending time with Julith and Jahash is like a dream to him.

But I can't miss the dimension in this interaction that Julith is a scary dark mage called "the butcher", who already killed his father once and then kidnapped his friend, and they are both standing near her, behind him, and she is holding what is essentially the magical equivalent of a nuclear bomb in her hands.

And the things he says to her may or may not be affected by like, idk, two or three of these factors? Like there might be a slight possibility that he said "I'm sure she wouldn't have hurt you" and "a real family" specifically to decrease the chances of her killing Kerubim and Lilotte. Not sure where I get this idea from, though.

This is literally the worst day in Kerubim's life as a father. There is literally no going back. Thank god his little kittybrain is going to forget all about this in roughly 3 minutes.

#ro liveblogs dofus #dofus #wakfu #krosmoz #dofusmovie #joris jurgen

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bibibbon · 3 months

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Tsumiki fushiguro's wasted potential

I will say this once and for all but tsumiki fushiguro was done so dirty by the narrative.

Tsumiki fushiguro is a character who is basically almost non existent when we talk about the fushiguro family and the fact that we only see her from megumi's pov is just sad. Megumi and tsumiki never had a good relationship to begin with and this is further highlighted when we see their interactions as a whole.

@twenty-qs definitely has a pretty amazing analysis talking about megumi and tsumikis relationship so I suggest you check it out if you want a more depth idea of what Iam talking about 👇

Point blank is that they aren't close and you can even assume that tsumiki (overtime) may of developed a slight hatred towards megumi for her own reasons. Both of them could of been depicted as very flawed individuals with megumi shutting everyone out and acting cold towards anyone as his own way to not get hurt by anyone or abandoned again. For tsumiki she had to take on a parental role at a very young age and she also had to cook, clean, manage school, take care of herself and take care of her brother since toji left. Tsumiki was quite older than megumi (2 years I think) but that means she can probably remember what happend and how, why and when toji left which is just a whole lot more packet of built up emotions that her character could of gotten to explore (but didn't). Tsumiki probably wanted to be close with her brother but due to both of their circumstances it just wasn't possible. That isn't to say that megumi didn't care for tsumiki considering that his whole motivation was to help his sister and that's why he became a sorcerer in the first place but he didn't appreciate or value her when she was around and as we see in the manga he viewed her as a nuisance.

We only see megumi change of attitude towards his sister when she falls I to a coma and he realises how ungrateful he was for the things he had. He promises to himself that once she wakes up again that he will try and amend their relationship but as seen in the culling games arc he continually pushes his sister away stating that she should go back to sleep and not worry at all. No offence but telling someone who has been in a coma for 1 year and 7months to go back to sleep is such a rude comment and goes against what megumi wanted which was a to fix the frail relationship he had with his sister. I think that this is one of megumi flaws and I wish it was explored a whole lot more but sadly it isn't. We are obviously shown that tsumiki is acting weird but this is something that we easily pick up on (we don't even know tsumiki that well but we still notice this detail) compared to megumi who easily dismissed this and I think this is very telling of how distant they really are and how they're not on good terms.

To cope with tsumiki going into a coma megumi ended up looking at what his sister did to him and put her on a pedestal letting this perfect version of tsumiki become his moral compass and by doing that he limits any actual humane feelings of negativity that tsumiki may have and ends up dehumanising his own sister unintentionally. This is seen when he calls her the perfect example of a good person and when in the culling games she is the only reason why megumi doesn't kill remi because he imagines her telling him "no megumi".

I feel like the tsumiki plot point should of been handled somewhat similarly to junpei and have the two situations parallel eachother which would add to the stories theme of history rhyming or repeating itself and to the parallels that megumi and itadori share. In this rewrite (if that's what you want to call it) I would have tsumiki gain a CT and cursed energy and have yorozu be in a completely different body. Tsumiki should meet yorozu when she wakes up from the coma and the two can get to know eachother. Tsumiki (lonely,scared and vulnerable) will tell her feelings to yorozu who slowly becomes interested in her after hearing that megumi is a sorcerer. Yorozu will become someone tsumiki can trust similar to what happend with junpei and mahito and to manipulate tsumiki yorozu will make tsumiki think about things that she wanted to avoid thinking of like the little amount of jealousy and hatred that she has of megumi that she shoved at the back of her mind. Tsumiki will probably be jealous of megumi for how he was toji's favourite, how he was going enough to forget about their early home life, for how megumi had an escape that tsumiki could never have, for how megumi never had to take care of another human being and for other things. All these feelings build up and tsumiki tries to see the good in this but she slowly loses herself to darkness and yorozus relationship without anyone realising it until it's too late.

Yorozu presents a plan to tsumiki one where tsumiki will finally stand up for herself and be acknowledged by people. This plan ,(tsumiki tells yorozu about info that megumi gave her) consists of tsumiki taking the points that will be given to her and making a new rule probably the same rule that yorozu made or something else. This is where tsumiki herself betrays her brother and yorozus enters the stage mocking megumi for his lack of observation and how badly he has treated his sister. Here we can have tsumiki confront megumi about how she felt and the slow hatred and jealousy that she has towards megumi can be revealed. Megumi tires to chase after his sister and yorozu but before he can do anything sukuna uses the binding vow.

As yorozu and tsumiki are fleeing they seem the scene that is sukuna making megumi eat his finger and this is where yorozu feels like she hit a gold mine and has a new goal of using tsumiki as bait to get sukuna to come near her. Tsumiki on the other hand is horrified she only wanted to be acknowledged and confront megumi about the things he did but now she looks at the scene below and feels like this isn't right for her. She tries to go and help megumi but yorozu grabs her and tells her not to however tsumiki insists and yorozus intentions become clear to tsumiki and how tsumiki was played and used.

Same few chapters go the same until sukuna in megumi body confronts yorozu and asks where tsumiki is. Yorozu doesn't respond and goes on about she loves sukuna and power of love blah blah. Tsumiki on the other hand was near she watches the battle hoping that she can help her brother but she can't. Yorozu loses and ends up dying she still gives sukuna kamotuke but sukuna doesnt really care.

As sukuna was about to leave he spots tsumiki and megumis soul starts fighting to help and protect his sister in anyway he could. Tsumiki puts up a bit of a fight trying and failing to get megumi to regain control. She is killed with her last words being directed towards megumi. Megumi snaps he is now trying harder then ever to regain control and for a minute sukuna lets him (Iam trying to make it mirror the thing sukuna did with yuji in shibuya) nos megumi si confronted with his sister's dead body and he naturally reacts with anger and sadness overcoming him. Without sukuna needing to do anything megumi loses control and his soul sinks to the abyss. Megumi ends up blaming himself for not understanding tsumiki for not being able to see her pain and his whole pedestal view of her is shattered. Megumis own moral compass is shattered and so is the last person he considered family he has basically lost everything he cared for.

Tsumiki fushiguro should of been treated with more respect by the narrative and I feel like making her situation mirror junpei would of done wonders to her arc it would of also been a very effective way to show jjks themes and a beautiful way to tackle feelings that she must of felt that we never got to see from her character. This idea would of also finally given us character development for megumi as his image of tsumiki is destroyed and he blames himself for not seeing the pain that she was going through. This would also be an interesting direction to take megumis character in and would emphasis on just how hopeless megumi feels after her death and we would be given more emotion which is something that I think this arc lacked between the two of them.

#jjk ramblings #jjk manga #jjk #jujutsu kaisen manga #jujutsu kaisen #fushiguro tsumiki #jjk tsumiki #tsumiki deserves better #jjk critical #jjk rant

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karistiltskin · 4 months

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what if i said "but I would die for you in secret" but imagine merlin and arthur.

peace lyric analysis as merthur:

"Our coming-of-age has come and gone

Suddenly the summer, it's clear

I never had the courage of my convictions

As long as danger is near

And it's just around the corner, darling

'Cause it lives in me

No, I could never give you peace"

OUR COMING-OF-AGE?? okay, listen. as we know, arthur's coming-of-age moment is linked to his coronation. He literally has an episode called "The Coming of Arthur" parts one and two (S03 E12-E13). it's arthur becoming king and merlin starting to finally feel like he's getting somewhere with their destiny because of arthur's crowning. this is our setting. we're now in the after.

"I never had the courage of my convictions as long as danger is near" SHUT UPPPP SHUT UPPPP like actually oh my god. as long as danger is near is so so sick and speaks so loud. merlin absolutely does have the courage of his convictions and just to clarify, collins dictionary [colin morgan ;) ] states it as the confidence to do what you believe is right, even though other people may not agree or approve. BUT when arthur is in danger he does not do the "right" thing. he listens to the giant lizard instead or gaius (still love him) and does anything, anything, to make sure arthur doesn't get harmed no matter what.

rip morgana and getting poisoned.

rip mordred's entire existence.

although arthur attracts danger, merlin attracts just as much. and merlin is magic. (ugh, I'm getting sad and the only reason i won't cry is cause i'm in the middle of a lecture. a nighttime lecture). merlin can never give arthur peace because he is everything arthur was conditioned to hate. arthur can never give merlin peace because he's a king with expectations from Camelot and neighboring kingdoms. aka they can never be peacefully together without the threat of danger from them both and towards their relationship.

"But I'm a fire, and I'll keep your brittle heart warm

If your cascade ocean wave blues comes

All these people think love's for show

But I would die for you in secret

The devil's in the details, but you got a friend in me

Would it be enough if I could never give you peace?"

merlin lights arthur fires. that's it. that's the tweet.

merlin is also arthur's closest friend and confidant. he definitely gets arthur to see other perspectives on a situation and makes sure he remains compassionate and fair. for example, that look arthur gave merlin in S05 E11 during kara's trial?? my god. or the episode where arthur killed that one king's son under the influence of his uncle, the sleaze.

THEY WOULD DIE FOR EACH OTHER IN SECRET. NO ARGUMENTS. they've proved episode after episode again that they would no questions asked. people who don't know them just go "he's just a servant" or "you would choose him over your kind?" (ouch) not knowing the depth of their relationship. but yes. yes they would. and they would not have a single regret. they would deny the hell out of it but the proof is in their actions.

but you got a friend in me yes ma'am they do.

and it would be enough. it would. do they need a reminder that they were both born in mind of each other? that it was written since the beginning of time? that both of them have their own personal demons that instead of running away they'd take care of each other instead? that they're the most important person for each other and nothing can split them apart because they've grown to trust each other so much that their souls have intertwined? two sides of the same coin? other half of my soul, as the poets say???

"Your integrity makes me seem small

You paint dreamscapes on the wall

I talk shit with my friends

It's like I'm wasting your honor"

from arthur's pov he knows merlin is better than him. the way he interacts with people, his morals and values, his humbleness, just everything really. he pretends to be mad and upset about it but there's such deep admiration in it that he's actually self-aware.

dreamscape (google) definition: a landscape or scene with the strangeness or mystery characteristic of dreams

arthur finds merlin so strange!! so strange and mysterious.

the walls: i read this one fanfic on ao3 called "The Tragedy of Godhood" by Lilmia_Casand (read it!! it's so good. short, but beautiful) and the summary states:

"Merlin had gotten better at controlling his magic over the years, but it still spilled over, as if he were the source instead of someone calling upon it. It seeped into the castle walls, into the stone floors..."

This was the first thing I thought of (this quote stuck with me, it got bookmarked) and i couldn't have said it better. here's a play by play: arthur lives in a castle. the castle has walls. a lot of walls. he sees these walls everyday. the walls are familiar. the walls stay. the walls are forever. he can't imagine the castle without his walls.

walls = life/the future

magic is part of merlin's mystery because he's essentially hiding HIMSELF.

(does this make sense? no, prob not but bear with me)

there's an air about merlin where when you think about him, you realize you actually don't know much about him. he's a mystery. you know his jokes, you know where he's gonna be at whatever time of day (not the tavern, contrary to what arthur thinks), you know his favourite food. you don't know about his parents, you don't know why he saved arthur at his first feast, you don't know why he stays around.

arthur reflects on this and realizes it one day when merlin starts to become unavoidable in his mind. then he thinks, 'i really know nothing about this boy.' over time, merlin stays by his side, always, and arthur is so dependent on him that he starts worrying if he'll ever leave and if not him, camelot (he has abandonment issues 100%).

also see: S01 E10

hence, "you paint dreamscapes on the wall" is arthur saying, "you're the biggest mystery i've ever met and you make me wonder what every day will be like with you. will you be here tomorrow? and the day after that? until I'm married and have children who will favour you over me? will you be here to see them? to see me? i can't see it through the haze. i can't see you through the haze."

moving on—fuck that was so much longer than it needed to be—arthur and merlin talk shit about each other ALL THE TIME it's hilarious. and they know the one "bad" thing they talk about doesn't define their entire character because they hold each other in such high regard but... well...

(they definitely have regrets after)

"And you know that I'd swing with you for the fences

Sit with you in the trenches

Give you my wild, give you a child

Give you the silence that only comes when two people understand each other

Family that I chose, now that I see your brother as my brother

Is it enough?"

they both go all out for each other but with a focus on merlin, he goes ALL. OUT. it's war with him. nothing is half-assed. he fights, and fights, and never takes it less than seriously. but he also is there at arthurs lowest moments. when they're losing and when arthur is feeling too much or has too much on his shoulders. he's there. through it all.

merlin will give arthur anything he asks. he's already given him the purpose of his life and has hidden his magic until arthur's dying day because he thought that's what arthur needed and thought he would never accept him as he is so he gave it up.

but he's also given arthur the best thing he has. a friend. understanding. communication without words. souls recognizing souls, so much that the silence may be quiet but words are being exchanged through that same silence.

also, speechless eye conversations that range near the line of sexual tens—

then in the last line, merlin is saying: your people are my people. your burdens are my burdens.

"But there's robbers to the east, clowns to the west

I'd give you my sunshine, give you my best

But the rain is always gonna come if you're standing with me"

this goes both ways!! the only difference is that arthur's is visible and merlin's is hidden. explanation: arthur no doubt has enemies, it's not a secret. being a king and a target from the magic community, that man is almost getting killed everyday. it is not a peaceful life. he knows that. but nonetheless, he has shown merlin his best before—merlin is literally the reason he reaches the best person he can be, like the growth omg—so he knows he can give it but he knows there's a lot of baggage (external and internal) that comes with being with him.

as for merlin, his enemies are a secret. and they're dangerous. arthur faces some of those same enemies but from the product of what they've created, not them personally. no, merlin goes head-to-head with the people who curse/try to kill arthur. and he gives arthur a version of his best (he still has to keep many many secrets) but even if it's limited it's still genuine. although his secrets, his late nights, and his pure exhaustion are a part of him as well. and you can't have sunshine without rain.

okay ,WOW, i'm wrung out. it feels incomplete so i might add additional things later on but for now, enjoy.

once again, thank you if you read this, thank you bbc merlin, and thank you taylor swift.

(notice how i didn't use the word love once)

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Yandere prince x destined for another reader

Imagine the crown prince of your continent, a childhood friend of yours, absolutely upset that the prophet destined you to the grand Duke's son, prophesied to be the hero.

Disclaimer: MDNI, yandere stuff, angst, mayor character death, not a happy ending.

Prince's POV

This day was like every other day with my sweet and charming friend, they were so radiant that even Forest critters stare at them in awe, they have been introduced to me, as part of the treaty between the royal family and the temple, and even if I didn't exactly like them at first, I've grown fond of them after experiencing their neverending kindness.

Reader: Today is a very special day, my future spouse will be prophesied, and whoever that is, will save the kingdom from monsters lurking at the black forest.

Prince: Oh that's wonderful to hear bunny

Oh~ I was extatic, besides having them as a spouse, I'll be the hero of my country, making my rule safe from any competition.

We both prepared, they wore a baby blue tunic, dressed in gold to the ceremony and I wore my best robes, very confident that I'll be the object of the prophesy.

There we stood in front of the prophet, and I assured my bunny that their spouse will never mistreat then, quite sure I never will and just as everyone was in position and I waited to hear my name called to be my bunny's spouse...Another name is called, what? How is this possible?

Me and bunny are meant to be together, I don't wanna see them with that damn brat! Apparently, my future spouse was destined to the Grand Duke's heir? Who does he THINK he is, my bunny is mine and MINE ALONE !!!

My bunny turned to look at him, seemingly happy with the news(because that bastard was quite attractive) and after seeing them so exited, I could hardly contain my rage!

But I didn't wanted to rain on their parade, so I masked my emotions the best I could and I congratulated then half heartlely...

Afterwards things changed, I thought I could deal with the situation, even if it hurt me deeply, but my bunny enjoyed? Spending time with that rat, si much so that they didn't visit me as much as before and when they did... When they did they talked about how happy they felt for their outcome! Ahh!

Don't they realize we were meant to be together!!? That prophet must have brainwashed them after I left to control my rage!

I felt a pang in my heart, and the whole intention to separate that bastard from my darling bunny! Fortunately, as the crown prince, I've been trained to control my emotions, and that I did, for years, while MY bunny growed closer to that cry baby of a man, each day, the darkness in my heart growing, seeing them get further and further away from me.

It got to a breaking point after the beast started to raid villages under our protection, all while the supposed "hero" was still under training, all he has done is robbing me of my bunny apparently! Not even doing what he was destined to do. My bunny advised me to have faith in their spouse, that they are the destined hero, but I just couldn't bear it anymore, and that night, I had a strange dream...

I knew it was a dream, since I couldn't hear see anything other than darkness, and from the darkness I felt a voice talking to me.

Mysterious voice: Oh my~ ain't your story so sad~ Your "future spouse" taken from you by a useless child~.

I gripped my sword and called

Prince: Who are you!? Show yourself !!

As I started in disbelief as the black fog turned into a tall androgynous individual, with heeled boots, as well as a tail and horns.

Mysterious voice: Your people tend to call me demon lord~ But you'll call me "My lord" after going under my command ~

Prince: I don't care what you offer, I'll never let you ruin my country and my people!

Demon lord: Oh I don't wanna ruin anything ~ I'll just rule over you as I see fit and... Well that's a shame~

Prince: What is?

Demon lord: Without my help, your darling "bunny" will never look your way~ can you honestly tell me you'll forget about them and peacefully let another person take them~?

Prince: What?

Demon lord: You have me~

Prince:I... Of course not!! But what choose do I have!?

Demon lord: I'll make them be bound to you~ what's a prophesy in front of my power~

Prince:...What are your conditions to give my bunny back to me?

Demon lord: Oh just ten years of your live~ I'll take controll of your body for ten years and then I'll give it back to you, with your darling being bound to you~ how about it~?

Prince: As long as you promise not to kill my people indiscriminately, I accept

Demon lord:Sure thing, now~ I'll see you in ten years.

Time skip~

I awoke, with my darling bunny at my feet, a bit confused, but happy to see them by my side

Prince:Bunny~! Can you give me a resumen of the last ten years?

I wasn't scared of the consequences, whatever that demon lord had done, was useful to bring my bunny to my side, but bunny ... Avoided my gaze and began to do as I asked, giving me a rundown of the last ten years.

My country was in a dire situation, full of famine and infections, as my stopping of the wall building, allowed more monsters to get in, their spouse completely exhausted from all the monster killing due to my legislation, instituted after I was crowned king, their marriage was broken after 9 years without a heir, and I snatched them for myself under imperial law, my people hated me, and the court was full of corruption.

I knew the demon lord would allow monsters to be rampant, but it's nothing I can't change on the future, the thing that worried me the most, was that my darling didn't look at me anymore, and when I asked them why, they responded they are tired, so I let them go rest, can't have them tired and working hard, that's my responsibility.

After my darling went to the bedroom, I took care of some paperwork and went to the Kings bedroom, now considered mine and I saw my darling...with their wrist slit!

I wailled into the sky and blamed myself!

Whatever that demon had done, it was I that put my beloved and my people in danger by accepting his temptation, if I could go back I would!!!!

Later, after assigning a capable court member as my stand in, I began looking for ways to get my bunny back, going to dark magicians and spending a lot of the Treasury, when everything failed, I gave in to alcohol, while the country situation was getting worse and worse with no one to lead, finally after a coup d'etat leadered by the hero, I was buried alive, right next to my darling fortunately, while the hero was expected to pick up my mess, I didn't care, as I spent as much time as I could with my darling, before succumbing to asphyxiation after the air ran out, I just wished I hadn't been so selfish, so my darling bunny and everyone else could have lived better lived... So that my darling wouldn't have to left in such a gruesome manner, thanks to my actions, I wished and wished, but as if disgusted, my goddess never answered and the demon lord didn't either, probably amused at my reaction, I withered like that, after taking everything from my bunny, long after they had decomposed, since I was a coward and couldn't follow then right away after their death.

#yandere prince #yandere x reader #angst #yandere #tw delusion #tw angst #tw death #tw yandere #tw sui #tw depressing thoughts

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pumpkinstrawbrew · 11 months

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you're toxic, i'm slippin' under with a taste of a poison paradise

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(i always jokingly call their ship 'my chemical romance', mostly bc of the fact that crane is awfully good at chemistry, among the other things. n' i do dearly love this aspect of their relationships. gotta adore how it's literally 'toxic' love, bc the fear toxin is a thing, n' they both end up sniffing it, every time they met. so it's less of poetic language here. it's just that they end up inhaling fumes n' havin' a bad trip. plain as day.

anyho', these arts are circling around the idea of what if at one point, crane dosed both of them on purpose. n' what if he did it as the scarecrow. or more so, when he was in mindset of the scarecrow.

btas crane n' old comic ones are usually depicted as sadists, who ironically are afraid of pain themselves. as jonathan is the sort of man, who is afraid to suffer / be hit / be picked on, bc it was his whole life. he knows how it feels n' he's dreading it. n' while it's cute, i was wondering about more crazy n' drastic measures, that crane might take, even if he knows that it would hurt him, but at same time, would grant him smth that he wants very-very badly. in this context, some 'discomfort' should be fine. n' i believe, that if he's 'out of it' or desperate enough, he might do it.

in this context, him using ft for smth dare i say kinky, isn't out of question. i often think' that crane might view his ft as a connecting link between himself n' batman. even if he doesn't know who batman is, the difference between them is evident. starting from the looks n' ending up with their personalities. but when batman is afraid, it's like jonathan bringing bruce to his level, isn't it? at that moment, they're the same. crane dosing them both is almost a power move. kind of harmful, bc crane cannot quickly overcome his own toxin like batman does. but still, it would take batman aback. give jonathan those 10 seconds of being the 'big bad' man in the room. but that's just a cherry on top. the main point of this is that jon can get away with smth, like a kiss or smth more, bc it would all be lost in horror soon enough. with this nearly an ultimatum in mind, he can waste those few moments *where he still udnerstands what's real n' what's not* to be bold.

i feel like btas crane will be a tad more modest about it still vs his more unhinged comic counterpart. but batman would be caught off guard, either way! i generally do enjoy the situations, where bruce is ruffled n' taken for a ride from time to time. he's very serious n' very prepared, n' all that, but it's fun to let jon score a win. even if it's small, it still would plague batman for days. his enemy dosed both of them, crawled into his laps, kissed him n' then just.....refused to explain himself. n' while it would be puzzling from bruce's pov. i love how it would have been the fear-included kiss for both of them, but jon would have been afraid of it *touching lips with him* even without ft, so this what makes it painfully appealing to me.

i stan by a hc that pleasure is generaly very hard concept for crane. n' he doesn't fully know what to do with it. or how to proceed. any fantasy, where things just nice n' not complicated feels untrue to him. he can't do what harley did n' just smooch the bat. he's not a pretty gal or even someone, who has any skills in that area. more so, the mere idea about how the bat might be willing to do smth with him, outside of being low-key cornered into it or lured into, is beoynd him. which is pretty sad, but it just feels kinda....like, well, jon, haha. i can't picture him as someone, who can overlook his self-hatred n' disgust this easily. but causing smth, when controled by fear n' despair for having that one thing he's pinning for, now this would sound realistic to him.

as for bruce, he can take his revenge by simply kissing crane back. n' also explain nothing. i imagine, that when it happens, crane's brain will freeze. it's like an instant defeat.)

#batman animated series #scarecrow #batman #jonathan crane #bruce wayne #scarebat #brew draws

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mountinez · 1 year

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Why do you like sebchal? I like it but I need to understand your appeal because I never know if Seb really likes Charles.

well, first of all, i have no idea if seb likes charles. i'm not on his head to know what he feels 😭 i believe he does, but even if he doesn't it's irrelevant. charles likes seb and i'm a selfish bitch that wants what he wants. so if i need to kidnap seb and deliver him to charles mansion in monaco, i will. i want what charles want!

now on a serious note, there are a lot of motives for me to like sebchal. the most important case here is that i love ships based on mentor and mentoree. also the fact charles is a sugarbaby kinda helps here charles was obsessed with seb during his whole juniors career and this is not a secret. he always wanted to drive alongside seb. he always wanted to impress him and to beat him. seb was always the person charles looked up to (and still is somehow). maybe he pushed too much, and ended up replacing him, because this is racing. so i can only imagine how charles felt in this whole situation.

imagine you spend most of your juniors life being a simp for that one person, obsessed by his career and the person he is. than you have the chance to drive alongside him but end up replacing him. they send him away and you'll never know what could have been, how he feels about you. does he hate you? does he hate you?

but anyway, it just proves that if charles is the driver he is today is because of seb. he said it literally though. "if i became the driver i am it is also thanks to what seb taught me." seb motivated him and made him better. also about the fact he actually still makes the notebook thing to this day - a thing seb taught him.

and i can quote charles to eternity, tho. because he always talks about seb with so much love:

"when i arrived at Ferrari in the first year i was very impressed with seb. it was probably very strange for him because i was very shy and didn't know what to say when i was around him."

"he texts me regularly. seb always tries to make me feel better when i'm going through a difficult period."

"it's nice to see how our relationship has evolved since i first met him."

"it's sad for me, it's going to be strange to not see seb inside the paddock."

"there are many moments with seb that i remember well. not necessarily moments on the track, but also moments at the factory."

"i’m very happy with seb." - this when seb was staying for one more year in ferrari.

"our relationship is very strong"

"i will always have one or two passes if he wants to come to a race because i will be very happy to see him in the paddock"

as for seb, i have no idea of how he feels, but i believe he likes charles a lot. it's about sebastian fucking vettel knowing he is the greatest but also saying "you are the most talented driver i've come across in 15 years in f1" and he saying charles was the man of the future and he was looking at his younger self. it's about him having his fall from grace for charles only. seb learned to let go of things that no longer were meant to be and helped charles to recognize his own worth. their time together was really special for both.

i'm sorry if i see this ship from a charles pov mainly, but that's not my fault just like i said i'm a selfish person and sebchal is the neymessi of f1 for me.

@spearmint-blue anything else to add?

#sebchal #anon <3 #asks #i wish i could have made it better but i'm at work sorry anon #i tried my best for my angsty pairing #if it doesn't make me cry i don't want it

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@hprecfest 2/3: Days 11-20

Day 11: a dark fic

The Dreams We Forget (Are Those We Most Regret)

by Serpenscript. Harry/Severus. Rated: E. Words: 4,738. Rape/non-con. Forced infidelity. Obliviation. Mindfuck. Angst. Fairytale. Angst.

Once a month, Harry Potter is summoned to the Ministry for personal Auror training. Afterwords, he never remembers what he learned….but he dreams of empty eyes and black hair.

It’s sad, it’s dark, it’s fucky, I love it.

Day 12: a WIP you're following

The Afterlight

by perverse_idyll (@perverse-idyll). Harry/Severus. Rated: E. Words: 45,661 (as of chapter 6).

After surviving the Battle of Hogwarts, a long convalescence, and a short trial, Snape walks free and promptly vanishes from Wizarding society. Six years pass before he shows his face again. A lot can change in six years, and a romantically disillusioned and inebriated Harry hits Snape up for a friends-with-benefits arrangement. After all, they share an experience most people have never had: they both know what it’s like to be dead. Their liaison works surprisingly well until Harry’s reckless behaviour as an Auror leads to unethical practices and personal calamities, and things start to fall apart.

Listen, I don’t read many WIPs (I’ve been burned many times in the past), but PI???? I can’t stay away from a PI fic. I’m so obsessed already. I was SOOO hooked from the start. It’s AMAZING. Snarry done just how I like it!

Day 13: a fic over 100k

Nights of Gethsemane

by starcrossed. Harry/Severus. Rated: E. Words: 363,198. Dark. Angst. Torture. Rape/non-con.

Harry is a prisoner of the Dark Lord and Snape, his prison guard. Completely cut off from the outside world, Harry struggles to hold himself intact as he is forced to rely on Snape for everything. Yet Snape may not be all that he appears….

This is one of the fics I’ve read most over the years. I cannot start this fic and pause while reading it, despite the length. If I’m going to read this fic, I’m going to INHALE it.

The link above is AO3, since most people will prefer it, but I originally read it on LJ and recommend reading it there instead (the AO3 version has some formatting issues in places. I don’t think it’s egregious, but worth note).

It’s also worth noting how friggin’ COOL this is. One, I love how true to Harry’s POV this fic is and what a very thoughtful consideration for his voice, as a teenager in a dire situation. It’s interesting how the story is told from such a limited POV, to then move onto the companion piece (Invictus) which tells the same story from Severus’ perspective. Then to read both side by side and see where they misunderstood one another, or made assumptions, or how they each viewed a situation differently, etc. This concept is one I love and what inspired me to do similar with my fics Contempt and Devotion!

Livejournal Links: Nights of Gethsemane, Invictus, Release of Sisyphus

Day 14: a favorite series

Needs Must

by silvereye5 (@silvereye5). Harry/Severus. Rated: E. Words: 115,891 (incomplete). Works: 3.

After Ginny Potter dies suddenly, Severus Snape is among those called in to help Potter juggle his new reality. As the other helpers fade away, a desperate and penniless Severus agrees to become the regular caregiver to Potter’s three young children. But Severus finds that the Potter household is not the sunshine and roses he’d imagined.

So many good ones out there, but it has to be this one! Deliciously angsty. A kidfic (which I’m a sucker for). Best of all is how imperfect Harry is in this story. So often I read about a soft and impossibly good Harry, so it’s good to see him as a bit of a mess and a workaholic, and his own flaws being showcased just as much as Severus’. I’m obsessed with it!

So it is

by Threadbear (@ogthreadbear). Harry/Severus. Rated: E. Words: 8,291. Works: 4. Background Harry/Ginny.

Harry Potter was getting married tomorrow. He was thrilled.

This series has so much I love. The infidelity, the angst! The breeding kink. The intensity and passion and hurt of it all. The mess of it. It aches so beautifully and I love it.

Day 15: the most recent fic you bookmarked

For I Have Found Salvation

by lumosatnight (@lumosatnight). Harry/Severus. Rated: E. Words: 7,117. Priest Severus. Muggle AU. Written for Snarry Auctoberfest 2023.

Severus is a priest, and Harry is the parishioner who may just make him break his vows of celibacy.

Super spicy. Super sacrilegious. I’m still obsessed. Also seeing the gift notification on this one MADE MY DAY.

Day 16: a fic that made you laugh

Spy Glass

by suitesamba (@suitesamba). Harry/Severus. Rated: E. Words: 18,135. Spying. Voyeurism. Humor.

England wants to insure star Seeker Harry Potter and his fabulous broom. Enter Severus Snape, wizarding investigator extraordinaire, ready to calculate risk and assess value. Tailing Harry Potter turns out to be the job of his dreams, though he wishes it could be done without the disguise. A tale of a man’s obsession, another man’s obsession, and a heartwarming ending where everyone ultimately gets what they want – or what they need.

This fic is such a good time.

Old Dogs and New Tricks

by youcantseeus. Draco/Sirius. Rated: T. Words: 14,099. Humor.

Draco isn’t gay, he just appreciates a good looking man when he sees one. Honest! And Sirius Black is a good looking man.

This is my favorite Drarius fic! It’s funny. Draco’s voice is great. 10/10. What a good time this is.

Day 17: a fic that made you cry

Loose Ends

by Arrisha (@arrisha-ao3). Harry/Severus. Rated: E. Words: 9,865. Creator Chose Not to Use Archive Warnings. Heavy angst. Dark. Trauma. Mystery. Psychological horror.

I love you, Severus wants to say. But the timing is never right.

DAMN YOU, ARRISHA. (But also ily.) If you’re gonna let anyone wreck your heart and soul, let her do it.

Day 18: a fairy-tale inspired fic

Red as Blood

by Likelightinglass (@likelightinglass). Harry/Severus. Rated: M. Words: 9,942. Vampires. Fairytale retellings. True Love. Snow White.

Once upon a time there was a strange and magical land. One filled with ordinary villages and ordinary people, a dark and forbidding Forest, and a castle shrouded in mist. In the castle lived an Evil King, whose court of Death Eaters did his evil bidding. And there was a curse. There was a curse, and a magic mirror, and a boy as white as snow. But first, there was a Huntsman.

I'm such a sucker for fairytale fics, and this was the first one that jumped to mind. Such a lovely story! I remember one year I read it during a hurricane when our power was out. I was worried about my Kindle battery draining, but I couldn't put it down!

Day 19: fic with the hottest smut

Warm

by perverse_idyll (@perverse-idyll). Harry/Severus. Rated: E. Words: 11,323.

Severus still suffers the after-effects of Nagini’s venom, especially in winter. Harry knows just how to warm him up.

This might be my favorite established relationship fic ever. Not to mention, like??? Bottom!Snape?? And rimming???? And just????? Everything???? Sorry, fic too hot, brain no work. OBSESSED.

Day 20: a fic rated G

Lilac

by emeraldlove (@givereadersahug). Harry/Severus. Rated: G. Words: 1,366. Humor. Crack. Curses. Love Confessions.

“You’re cursed,” declared Hermione. She dropped several books onto the table, scattering the flowers lying about, and took a seat. There were petals on the table and on the floor — especially on, above, under, and surrounding Harry.

It’s funny. It’s cute. It’s got flowers. I love it!

#danpuff recs #hp rec fest compilation

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i realised that i havent made an explanation post for the au so

Introduction

The basic premise is swapping main characters with eachother:

Siffrin < - > Loop

Mirabelle < - > Isabeau

Odile < - > Bonnie

(spoilers for the game begin under the cut. All the spoilers are of various severity so ill just say full game and act 6 secret)

The King < - > Euphrasie

The characters stories and motivations are also changed

Loop: Their story is very close to the original Siffrin, except for one thing - they are a star person! One of a kind (at least as far as Loop knows)! This fact is very distressing for them, so they chose to hide their identity from everyone. No one needs to know they are not human, teehee~.

Mirabelle: A Housemaiden of the Dormont House of Change. Well, at least formally. She went on a long pilgrimage after realising that she doesn't want to change and can't live as a true Housemaiden anymore. Also is much less anxious than her original counterpart.

Isabeau: Like in the original, wanted to finally change into a person he always wanted to be, but alas, his journey of Change was interrupted by Euphrasie's conquest of Vaugarde and had to be replaced with the journey of a savior. Because of this, he is much more shy and anxious than his original counterpart.

Odile: Not very long after her mother abandoned her, Odile's father died. Being unable to deal with her grief of losing both of her parents, she went on an everlasting journey, wandering through Vaugarde, trying to find a place she could call home. And all that as a young teenager. Also carries around a comically large book, I wonder what that is about....

Bonnie: A crabbing adult now! And a chef cooker! Had to abandon their home during the Curse, leaving their younger sister Nille behind. As the adult™ of the group, feels like they need to be very responsible and caring for their comrades, but also tries to be jovial about the situation, because who else would it be if not Bonnie!

Siffrin: Imagine having your family, your world, your story stolen from you. What does that mean? I dunno, read the posts and you might see :). Is almost constantly livid at Loop, though tries to not show it much.

The King and Euphrasie: The King (now just called King because its his name) is the Head Housemaiden and Euphrasie now wants to freeze the country in time. Thats all im gonna tell here. For now at least.

Navigation

Links to all the posts, in chronological order if possible

Not in-game stuff

S!Loop's design thing

Unspecified time period

Lil Siffrin POV

Lil Siffrin POV 2

Act 2

Act 2 ends here

Act 3

That one sadness again... (Memory of Sadnesses)

Odile's friend quest!

Bonnie's friend quest!

Isabeau's friend quest!

Mirabelle's friend quest!

Siffrin hangout

Scary Lady's "friend" quest.

Hehe just try to say it!

Seeing things.

Sharp objects involved

Act 3 ends here

Act 4

Bonnie is in fact perceptive (sus quest)

Bad touch but no one touched anyone

Act 4 ends here

Act 5

Eavesdropping on your "friends"

It's the bathroom

Loop dies...

Loop doesn't die

Act 6

When the hats are two!

#in stars and time #isat #isat au #ttos #in stars and time spoilers

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A/N: Hey guys! Here’s another update. I didn’t edit this one so sorry in advance. I decided to do the second half in Harry’s POV so I want to hear your thoughts on that. I hope you like it. Thank you for reading and voting. It means a lot to me that you’re liking my content. Don’t forget to also send in your requests. Happy reading.

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Today was your birthday and you couldn’t be more excited. You enjoyed your birthdays a lot since it gave you an excuse to let loose and have fun. This year made it a tit more special because you had a "situationship." You’ve been in this situation with none other than Harry. Unfortunately, although you’re developed a crush on him, you knew it couldn’t be more. He was a famous sex magnet for crying out loud. He had beautiful women over him all the time leaving you on the side at his disposal when he wanted. You guys talked almost every day, becoming friends. Unfortunately, you were only able to see him when he came around to this small town. You both had mutual friends which is now you guys met in the first place. You instantly clicked and couldn’t help but talk for hours.it sucked that he travelled a lot which is one of the reasons why you guys were what you were.

You were currently sitting on your couch when your phone started ringing. Your face lit up seeing Harry’s name pop up on the screen. You calmed down a bit and answered the FaceTime call. Soon your screen showed Harry’s face. “There’s the birthday girl”, the says flashing you a smile, his dimples showing. Gosh you loved those dimples. “Hey. How are you?”, you say watching his soft pink lips. Those same lips that trace your body and kissed your skin all over when he came around. You instantly looked at his expression change on the screen. “I have bad news princess", he says making your heart break a bit. You knew what was coming. He wasn’t gonna make it today for your birthday. “You won’t be coming?", you aak him, your face faltering. His silence confirmed your suspicions. “Sorry princess. You know how much I wanted to be there on your special day”, he says sadly. You felt a pang hit your chest, the urge to cry becoming a bit overwhelming. You sucked it up and plastered a fake smile on your face. “It's alright Harry. I understand that you’re busy. I have to go though”, you say, your voice breaking a bit. “Y/N”, he starts to say but you hang up before he could continue.

You let the tears spill down your face as the sadness overtook your body. Of course, he wasn’t going to show. He was busy with his own shit and didn’t have the time to come see you.at the end of the day you were just someone he fucked when he came along.at the time you agreed since you wanted to have fun but now your feelings for him grew stronger and stronger. You took a deep breath and wiped your tears away. You got up and headed to your best friends’ house to meet her and go shopping for your outfit for tonight. “Bitch! Are you ready for tonight?", the exclaims dragging you to the store. “A bit”, you say looking through the racks of dresses. “Uh you don’t sound excited, she says as she sticks her head in between the dresses. “He’s not coming”, you tell her, your voice breaking again. She engulfed you in a tight hug not asking you anymore questions.

After finding the perfect dress, you went back to her house to get ready. You didn’t know what the plans were for tonight. All you knew was that you had to get dolled up and get ready to party. Earlier this month you had mentioned that you didn’t want to go to the club. One, it was because you kind of outgrew the nice. Secondly, you mainly did it because of Harry. He is famous after all and you didn’t want your special day ruined due to paparazzi. Duce to this, you were nervous yet excited for tonight's events. After getting dressed, you looked at yourself in the mirror and you looked hot as fuck. “Okay now its time to go y/n but unfortunately I have to blindfold you”, she says. Before you could say anything she put a scarf over your eyes making everything go dark.

Somehow, we got into her car and Che drove us to our destination. It felt like a short ride because soon we were at the destination. “Were here!”, she says excitedly. She got out and opened your door. She grabbed your hand and led led you inside.it was silent...too silent for it to be a club. “Okay. I’m going to take the blindfold off but keep your eyes closed, okay?”, she says. “Okay”, you reply nervously. You felt her hands untie the blindfold and kept your eyes closed. You still saw darkness through your eyelids. You hear a switch go off and you see brightness through your lids. Your hands were sweaty from the nerves building up. “Okay, open”, she says and you quickly opened your eyes. "Surprise!!", everyone yelled making you smile widely. “Oh, my goodness guys!”, you say as your closest friends gathered around you engulfing you in a group hug.

“Let’s get this party started!", your best friend says, an eruption of cheers and claps surrounding you. The DJ started playing and people started dancing. You couldn’t help but look around the unfamiliar home.it was not any one of your friend group’s places, you knew that for a fact. So, who’s place could this be? Before you could question it, your best friend dragged you to bar instantly giving you shots left and right. As the night went by, you let loose and starting dancing. You were definitely not drunk, thankful that you could hold down your liquor. You were loose enough to not care what people thought of you. Soon, one of your favorite songs came on, Trap pea. You got up on the table in the middle of the dance-floor and started dancing to the beat of the song. You felt so good in this very moment, the only person missing was Harry.

Harry’s POV:

I had to lie to y/n in order to make her surprise believable. For the past couple of years, I had always tried being there for her birthday. I travel a lot due to my career which had caused us to not be serious with one another. I don’t like our situation at all. I enjoy her company deeply and we have a great connection. The sex is also great but that’s just a bonus. For this year, a decided to purchase a home near her in order to be closer to her. With this home, we could probably get more privacy, which will give us more time together to work on our “situation". I also had planned the birthday party where she is at right now. She was really looking forward to me spending time with her on her special day. Little did she know that I was already in the house waiting to surprise her. From the sound of it, it sounded like everyone was having a great time. There was a knock on the door as a placed the squared blue velvet box in the middle of our bed. I couldn’t wait to spend time with her here and create new memories.

The door opened and Thomas walked in. “Hey mate. You ready to come down? She’s dancing and I’m not sure if she’s plastered or not “, he says handing me the glass filled with bourbon. “Thanks mate. Yes, I’m ready and she’s definitely not plastered, it’s not her style”. He didn’t respond but modded his head. With the glass in my hand, I grabbed the huge bouquet of red and white roses, which were her favorite, and headed out the door. We were currently on the second floor which gave me an advantage to see the main room and see where she was. I stopped in the middle of the hallway looking down at her dancing on the table. She did look like she was drunk but I knew she wasn’t. The way she was swaying her hips and dancing to the music was doing things to me. I just wanted to grab her and kiss her and fuck her. Her bestfriend looked up at us, Thomas giving her the thumbs up. She went towards the DJ booth to grab the microphone and grab everyone's attention.

“alright everyone! Before the birthday girl and everyone gets shit faced, I wanted to take the time and sing happy birthday”, she says, an eruption of cheers and claps surrounded the room. Thomas walked downstairs and into the kitchen to grab the cake. I look down to see y/n stand in the middle of the crowd facing the kitchen. I took the opportunity to run down the stairs and get in between the crowd to stand behind her with the roses is my hand. “Happy birthday to you!”, everyone finished singing. “Make a wish sweetheart", Thomas said. She stood there a bit, assuming she was making her birthday wish, and knew up the candles, causing everyone to clap again. “Thank you so much for coming tonight and spending the evening with me”, y/n says. She received hugs from her close friends, still not looking back at me. “And where’s my hug baby”, I say stepping closer to her body. She quickly turned around with a shocked look on her face. – oh my gosh! Harry! You’ve here!”, she excitedly says, engulfing me in a tight hug. “Hey baby. I’ve missed you”, I say, burying my face in the crook of her neck. I could feel her starting to tear up, her soft sniffles making it more prominent against my ear.

“My birthday wish came true”, she cries. I puce away looking at her puffy eyes that held so much joy. “And what was that wish?”, I ask her, wiping the tears from her face. “That you’d somehow spend tonight with me”, she says. I couldn’t believe she included me in her birthday wish. I was head over heels for this woman. I connected our lips together and gave her a small tender kiss. I pulled away and brung the bouquet of roses in between us. Her eyes lit up and a huge smile grew on her face, it being contagious because a couldn’t stop smiling since I first saw her. “Oh my, Harry these are beautiful “, she says taking them from my hand and smelling the fresh roses. "Beautiful flowers for my beautiful girl”, I say, her eyes looking at me instantly causing her to blush. “I’m not sure where to put them”, she says looking around the room for a good spot. “Here, let me take them from you while you get us a drink yeah?”, I suggest taking the flowers back into my hand, her nodding at my suggestion. Before she walked away, I grabbed her wrist and pulled her back into my body giving her another kiss out of many that I would give her tonight. She pulled back, her cheeks once again getting the pink rosy tint on them as she walked away into the kitchen to get us a drink.

I went upstairs to put the bouquet of roses on the bed along with her present, which I will give to her once we are alone tonight. Right now is for her to have as much fun as possible since it is a special day. I walked back downstairs and I find her waiting for me, her back facing towards me, at the bottom of the stairs. She was looking around the room , trying to find me in the mass pool of people. As I reached the bottom stair, I snuck my arms around her waist and pulled her into my torso, giving her a hug as I nestled my head on the crook of her neck, her skin smelling divine. “Looking for me love?”, I whispered against her ears. She giggled as she turned around to face me and bring my drink up between us. I took it, smirking at her as I maintained eye contact with her as I drank my drink. “Ready to have fun?”, I ask, grabbing her hand and leading her through the living. I downed my drink and put the glass on the table as I pulled her closer to me and started dancing to the music. Her body was against mine as she moved her hips against me, the contact giving me the feels. I need to have her tonight, it’s been a while. She finished her drink and put the glass down on the table as well, her hands going to the back of my neck, her back still against my torso, and her head leaning back against my shoulder. My hands were placed on her waist pulling her closer. I was so into the music and so into her. That was the only thing that mattered to me, her happiness.

I couldn’t get the image of her face lighting up when she saw me. She was genuinely happy to see me which made my insides warm. This woman means everything to me, and although we aren’t formally together, she knows that she’s mine and I am hers. Since this has started, I’ve never thought of going out with anyone or fool around with anyone. I counted the days for when I was able to see her again. I will make sure to see her more often and spend as much time with her. “Someone’s getting excited”, she whispered against my ear, referring to the erection that I was getting while dancing with her. “That’s what you do to me sweetheart”, I say leaning down and placing a kiss on her neck. She closed her eyes as her fingers twisted around the bottom of my curls. I kissed up her neck, everyone not paying attention since they were busy dancing and being in their own little world to pay any attention with us. “Mmm”, she moaned quietly as I kissed the spot by her ear, which I knew turned her on. “I can’t wait to fuck you tonight”, I whispered into her ear, twirling her around before she could say anything, pulling her back into my chest, being face to face, with a shocked expression on her face. I couldn’t help but chuckle at her reaction, swaying us side to side to the music.

As the night went along, we danced to multiple songs, drank shots, ate cake, and had the most fun we’ve had in a while. Little by little, people started leaving, her best friend and Thomas leaving together. Soon it was just me and Y/N left in the house. I closed the front door, after bidding goodbye to our guests, turned around looking for Y/N. She was walking around the house with a big black bag in her hand picking up the empty red cups and dirty paper plates littered around. I couldn’t help but just watch her. I had cleaners coming in the morning to deep clean the house, but it amazed me how she always took the initiative to start cleaning, even if it wasn’t her home. “Babe what are you doing?”, I ask walking towards her and picking up some cups on the way, placing them into the bag. “Cleaning. I’m not sure who’s house this is, I’m not sure if Thomas rented it for the night, but I want to make sure it’s clean for the owners”, she says. I smirked at her, admiring her beauty. “I don’t mind it”, I say to her, looking at her reaction as she furrowed her eyebrows in confusion looking at me. “What?”, she asked. “I said. I don’t mind it”, I grabbed her wrist, pulling the bag away from her and placing it on the floor. I cupped her face in my hands and pulled her in into a kiss. He hands were placed around mine, holding them as I kissed her deeply. She pulled away and looked at me again, her eyebrows still furrowed. “What do you mean a Harry?”, she asked. My grin widened as I walked her towards the front of the stair case. “Well, I know I’ve traveled a lot, and it sucks that when I come here, we have to stay at a hotel I’ve booked, or stay at your place, even though I don’t mind it at all. So, on my adventures, I thought it over, spoke to Thomas, and I thought it would be a great idea to just purchase a home. A home we can share, where you can stay at, and create new memories together”, I say to her,

She didn’t say anything at her, trying to take in the information. “So, this is your house?”, she asks, I nod. “Were you here when you called me this morning?”, she asks, I nod. “All of this because I’m crazy about you”, I say to her getting closer to her, my hands, once again on her face. “You are?”, she asked, a bit of hope in her voice. Was she actually doubting it? “Yes. I’ve been crazy for you for a long time”, I whispered to her, even though we were by ourselves. “You have?”, she asks, making me chuckle. “Yes, why would you think otherwise?”, I said, my turn to ask her questions. She stayed silent for a minute, thinking before answering. “I don’t know”, she honestly says. I pecked her lips over and over, kissing around her face making her giggle at my actions. “I’m in love with you”, I say before kissing her deeply this time. Our lips moved in unison, sucking her bottom lip here and there. Her hands placed on my face as well, deepening the kiss. My hands went down to her waist, pulling her as close to me as possible. Our breathing started to get heavier as the kiss was getting more and more heated. We both pulled away, and she engulfed me in a hug. “Thank you Harry, for making this day. Extra special”, she says, her body relaxing as I hugged her tightly. “You don’t have to thank me darling. You should know I would do anything for you”, I say to her. We stayed like this for a while, embracing one another. “Take me to bed Harry”, she finally said, in a seductive way.

She didn’t have to tell me twice. I picked her up, her legs wrapped around my wait, her dress bunching up her waist revealing her bum. My hands instantly grabbed her bum, squeezing the cold skin against my palms, her lips on my neck kissing me. “I can’t wait to have you darling”, I say, opening the door and closing it behind us. I sat her down at the edge of the bed, as I grabbed the velvet box and bouquet of flowers and putting them on the side dresser. “What’s that?”, she noticed the box. “It’s your present but we’ll open it later. I need to have you now”, I say. I walked to the light switch, the twinkly lights in the room turning on, lightly lighting the room. I got those specifically for her since she has them in her room. I remember her mentioning that the lights calmed her, so I got them for our room. Her face looked around in amazement, the smile on her face causing me to smile as well. “Harry”, I kissed her lips before she could say anything. I grabbed her by her waist and pushed her more back onto the bed, so her head was on the pillows. I played myself between her legs as I ducked down to kiss her and deepen the kiss, her hands tugging on my hair. Her legs wrapped around my wait, my hands sliding up feeling her soft skin, feeling the goosebumps forming.

I trailed my kisses down her neck, kissing and licking the area in expertise, knowing where she loved to get kissed. I sucked on the skin by her ear, making her moan in satisfaction as I was giving her a hickey. I blew air on it and watch the small area redden. “You look so beautiful in this dress baby”, I kissed down her chest, “But I’m going to have to take it off”, I say, my hand moving towards the back of the dress to unzip it. Once the dress was taken off, she was left in just her panties, no bra worn. I smirked at her as I ducked down and took one of her breasts in my mouth as I kneaded the other in my hand. Her small gasps surrounding the room as I sucked her nipple between my lips. I gently bit the sensitive nub causing a moan to emit from her lips and her back to arch in pleasure. I swirled my tongue a few more times before switching over to her other breasts doing the same thing. I kissed down her torso, nipping at her skin with my teeth leaving little red marks here and there. I reached the wait, taking her the edge of her panties between my teeth. I looked up at her, seeing if she was watching me, happy that she was as her chest was moving up and down as her breathing was starting to pick up in anxiousness. With my teeth I slowly pulled down her panties down her legs until they were off completely. Her eyes were glued to me, anticipating my next move. I threw her panties across the room, kissing up her lug until I reached where I wanted to taste. I kissed her inner thighs, sucking on her skin making her gasp from the slight pain. I kissed her lips, licking and kissing that area before I devoured her. I was hungry for her. My lips then made contact with her clit, placing small delicate kisses on it making her moan. “Harry…please”, she moaned, wanting more contact. “As you wish baby”, I say before licking up her slit and taking her clit into my mouth. She let out a loud moan as my tongue swirled around her clit making her body squirm. Gosh she tasted heavenly. She always tasted so heavenly. Her fingers went through my hair gripping it as my tongue was making her feel good. Still eating her out, my hands went up to her breasts and started kneading them, her lips slightly grinding on my face as I pinched her nipples. The sensation was getting too much for her as her legs were starting to shake a bit, indicating she was close to cumming. Before she could, I detached my lips from her bottom ones and kissed up her body, attaching my lips to hers, kissing her deeply so she could taste herself on my tongue. Both of us letting out a moan against one another as we both tasted her on my tongue, our kiss getting sloppy as the need for one another grew.

“Please H I need you baby”, she moaned against my lips causing me to groan out at how needy she was getting. I love it. I took off my clothes quickly and positioned myself at her entrance. I was already hard for her, ready to fuck her. “Ready princess?”, I asked, thrusting into her before she could answer, her lips forming an ‘O’ and moaning at the sudden feeling of my hard cock in her wet pussy. “Gosh I’ve missed you wrapped around my cock. You feel so good”, I say, leaning in to put my hands against the pillows by her head. I thrusted into her at a steady pace, our moans becoming more prominent as we were getting into it. She reached down to her legs, grabbing one in each hand, as she pulled them up against her chest, as I penetrated her deeper. “Fucking hell”, I moaned as I thrusted deeper into her. “Mmmm it feels so good Harry”, she moans out, her eyes pinched closed as she took my cock. “Yeah, baby? You love my cock?”, I say, panting a bit. “Yes, I love it”, she moans out. I stop thrusting and turned her over on all fours. I placed a pillow underneath her stomach for comfort. I grabbed her shoulder for leverage, and I inserted back into her. I grabbed her waist and thrusted into her hard, her moans turning into screams as I fucked her from behind. Our bodies becoming sweaty from our movements. She moved her head to look behind her, our eyes connecting as I fucked her. “Fuck Harry, fuck me. It feels so good”, she pants out, her eyes closing again to take in everything.

My thrusts were starting to become sloppier as I felt the knot in my stomach form. She looked so beautiful on all fours, her moans radiating the walls. I was so into fucking her that for a second I didn’t realize her hand gripping my wrist. She motioned to stop so I did and took myself out of her. “Lay down baby”, she says, and I did as I was told with no hesitation. She straddled my waist and immediately inserted my cock into her. He head leaned back, moaning my name as she adjusted to the new angle. With her feet flat on the bed, she started moving up and down on my cock, the visual causing a growl to come out. Seeing my cock disappearing into her pussy made me go crazy. “Fuck you look like such a goddess like this baby”, I say bringing my hands to her breast, pinching her nipples. Her movements were becoming faster and faster then more she got into it, the tip of my dick hitting her cervix each time. My hand instantly went to her pussy, my finger playing with her clit as she bounced on my dick. “Mmm baby im gonna cum, don’t stop”, she moaned out, causing me to thrust upwards to get her to her climax. We maintained a steady rhythm, my hand moving faster and soon she was cumming on my dick, her moans becoming louder and louder. Her walls clenching around my cock, the warmth of her wet wall engulfing me completely causing me to cum inside her, our cum mixing together. Her bounces became slower, going down to her knees, moving her hips to ride out of highs.

“Fucking hell baby”, I say to her, sitting up and kissing her lips. I turned us around, so she was laying down now. I withdrew from her and saw our cum leaking out of her, the sight was a sight to see. I went into the bathroom to grab wipes so we could clean ourselves. I cleaned myself first, then headed towards her and cleaned her, her body feeling a bit weak from our actions. I threw the wipe away and wrapped my arms around her. We stayed engulfed in one another for a couple of minutes, calming and cooling down a bit. She turned around in my arms, facing me, a huge smile on her face.”Hey”, she whispers causing me to chuckle at her cute reaction. “Hey beautiful”, I say to her, removing a strand of hair out of her face. “That was amazing”, she whispers, playing with the chains around my neck. “It sure was”, I whispered back, kissing the tip of her nose. “Want to open your present?”, I ask her, her eyes lighting up in excitement. “Yes”, she said. I leaned over her, pecking her lips in the process, to get the blue velvet box. We both sat up, I handed her the blue box and she stared at it before opening it.

Her eyes immediately lit up, seeing her gift. “Harry…this is beautiful”, she says taking out the necklace I had gotten. It was a gold necklace with a coffee mug on it encrusted in diamonds. He love for coffee was insane so when I saw the necklace I knew she had to have it. I grabbed the necklace and put it on her, it falling perfectly against her chest. “Thank you Harry”, she hugged me. “No more problem darling. There’s one more thing in there”, I say to her. “There’s more?!, you shou-“, “Look in the box”, I interrupted her. She smiled looking in the box and found the key. “What’s the key for?”, she asks taking it out of the box. “For this house”, I simply say. Hey eyes grew wide at what I said making me laugh. “I want you to move in with me”, I say. “Harry-“, I interrupt her again. “Just think about it. You don’t have to say anything right now love. Think about it. But I really want you to”, I say to her. She put the key back in the box and placed it back on the dresser. She jumped into my arms, getting on top of me and kissing me all over my face. This is what I wanted. I wanted her here with me, by my side, loving her and making her laugh. I want her to be with me for the rest of my life…but that’s a question to ask her for another time.

#harry edward styles #hslot #harry edits #harry fluff #harry smut #harry styles #smut #1dsmut #harry styles one direction #harry fanfic #harry styles blurb #harry styles x you #harry styles x reader #harrys house #harry styles one shot #harry's house album #wattpad

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chayannecraft · 5 months

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HELLO HI DO YOU HAVE ANY MISCELLANEOUS BOTW AU LORE FOR US? (ok if no)

im also curiosu about pomme's family situation. is there a king of hyrule counterpart here? or is it big happy french familyTM <3

i keep seeing Etoiles as the main king for some reason???!!!??? i think that's bc i know him and Baghera the best out of the french CCs though SKFJHSFKJSHFKJSHF (tbh i dont ACTUALLY know pomme that well outside of phil's pov and recap videos and some animatics/fanfics but I LOVE HER SHE IS MY BABY)

more so i know her, just probabyl couldnt write her accurately lol anyway im rambling XD

HELLO!! YES HI!!! HELLO!!!

I do actually have some random lore let’s see…..Oh here’s a fun one :D!!! you know in the intro to totk when Link and Zelda explore Hyrule Castle and that’s how the story starts. Yeah when Chayanne and Pomme did that they sneaked out and told nobody. They were on the self sacrifical hero path with that one.

After they both defeated the calamity in botw all the adults DESPERATELY wanted the kids to like. take a break and live their lives and unlearn being heroes. And Chayanne and Pomme tried really hard to do this but when they hear people who go into Hyrule Castle come out infected with something (and hey maybe even Forever goes into there and gets infected to make the idea more personal) they both just know they can’t let it slide and sneak out to deal with it.

(Reminds me I have no clue who Ganon is here specifically. I was thinking the calamity was the code and Ganon the body could’ve been the eye or even Cucorucho. I still need to connect threats with each other)

Other lore bits: I imagine Missa was specifically the guy who carried Chayanne to the Resurrection Chamber after Pomme ordered them to. Put him into it even, maybe gave him a forehead kiss before saying goodbye for what was possibly the last time.

Missa makes me so sad in this au too, I imagine him as a traveler who found Chayanne on the run and was like I’m gonna help this kid :) and then that became his son and he settled down in Hyrule for a bit to help Chayanne with his hero stuff and then his son gets HUMBLED. And he’s, to his own knowledge, the only person present for the events who can mourn for him. So he does.

Moving onto the rest, Pomme definitely has the big French family, but I do think Etoiles at least is represented as like, THE king of Hyrule. A very strong one too :)

Etoiles would’ve definitely just like gone and kicked the calamity’s code himself if destiny wasn’t a thing and literally banned him from doing it without the sword. He was probably clawing at the walls and praying to several gods like COME ON. LET ME DO IT. I WOULD WIN AND WE ALL KNOW IT. He was also probably just like cheering that Pomme could beat Chayanne in a fight ❤️ So he’s also technically the old man in the Great Plateu.

I GET THE POMME THING I really need to get into the French POV more, if just for her she’s my baby and I want to portray her well :)

#qsmp botw au #qsmp chayanne #THANK YOU FOR THE ASKS YET AGAIN 💖💖💖 I LOVE ANSWERING THEM!!!

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just-my-type-x · 2 years

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A Imagine about romantic sex with Brad

Warnings: angst, smut, pretty long

Italics is flashback

Also, i hope i can halfway make up to that mistake I've made in the Call Time imagine where i mistakenly changed the whole idea of the imagine through this.

As always, pic not mine

You're A Vibe

Part 2 of Showstopper

Brad's POV

The show ends after what feels like a lifetime. We bow one more time in front of our fans before we exit the stage. We go straight to the venue showers and I'm so glad it's the first venue in months that has four showers. It's hard to hold back the tears I've been feeling in the back of my eyes the whole show, but somehow i manage not to let go in the shower. I feel betrayed and even if it looks like something almost insignificant, my soul breaks in numerous pieces. I've never felt a love so strong in such a long time and it's hard to accept that I've been taken for granted. A part of me knows i shouldn't be upset or give in my sad emotions because it doesn't matter. But deep down i know, for God's sake, how much this woman means to me. Meant.

We get done with our showers and don't waste any more time, we get dressed with clean, cosy clothes and exit the venue. As we approach our house for another two or so months, i catch a glimpse of y/n talking to Joe.

"You need to talk to her, mate", James advices me and i nod my head, not taking my eyes away from her, scared she'll disappear. She turns her head towards me, as she felt my stare on her. Her cheeks lose color and i clench my jaw. How the fuck did we end up in this fucked up situation..

The boys get inside the bus after giving y/n the "after every show" hug, which is usually given inside the venue, right when we get off stage. Joe goes inside too. I put on the ground my bag with the sweaty clothes and i lean on the vehicle on my shoulder, crossing my arms at my chest, looking with empty eyes at her.

"I'm sorry i didn't leave, Joe made me stay", she looks away from me and i sigh

"It's ok, we still need to see what we're doing with our lives, right?", i bite the inside of my cheek

"I guess..", she brushes her stained undereye make up with the hoodie arm. I hate seeing her so sad and all i wish for is to cover her body in mine while hugging all her worries away, telling her that I'm going to be my her side all my life. But i guess we both have other ideas for the future. "Brad, when you left on stage, you made things clear you don't want to be with me anymore.",she waits for me to nod. "I don't want that. You mean so much more to me than all of this", her eyes get teary. I look away, a cold breeze making my eyes sting.

"I'm sorry, y/n, but i can't believe you. I am in love with a moment we never actually had. (line not mine) You can't expect me to believe that what we had was true. You know about my insecurities, you knew everything and you literally decided to have a fight with me before the show, regarding the top reason I'm insecure. What does that make you? Because it definitely doesn't make you my girlfriend.". She is shocked and speechless because of the sudden decision i didn't know i was going to make. I open my mouth, but close it again, surprised by my own words.

"Every moment between us happened..", her voice cracks. "I'll just.. Let's just take a break, ok? For the rest of this tour. You don't have to talk to me, but if you want to, please do", my heart breaks at her words. She never had to say please to anything, i would've snapped my fingers to give her whatever she wished for. I clench my jaw again, fighting the urge to kiss her and make up right on spot. "I don't want this to be the end of us. I was stupid to wish for us to go public. I respect you more than that, trust me", she takes a deep breath. "I'm gonna go to the airport tonight and head home with the first flight. Just..at least lie to me that this is just a tour break and we'll talk when you get home", a few tears run down her cheeks. I give in and hug her tightly in my arms, her sobs weakening all my senses. If she only knew how much i love her.

A few weeks go by and I'm finally alone in my hotel room. I couldn't stay in that bus bed anymore and i couldn't spend another night hearing the boys get so loud after the shows. Connor makes fun of me how I'm frustrated because of the lack of sex and i think it's true. I get angry at the small things and can't take a joke as it is anymore without snapping at somebody.

Although my state of mind is what it is right now, i started talking again to y/n, things getting better, apparently. My anger and disappointment on why we fought starts to go away and I focus more on the things that are actually good for the return of our relationship.

"What are you doing tonight?", i text her and get in bed

"Waiting for Lisa to pick me up. Wby?" i frown at the text

"Where are you going?"

"There's a new bar in Central London, she said the drinks are on her tonight. I don't say no to free drinks haha", she texts, but there's a weird feeling in my chest. I start typing "be careful", but i detele the words.

"Who's coming?", curiosity killing me

"Mark, Jason, Ada and the two of us.", my anger goes through the roof as i read the names, but i receive another text. "Don't worry, Brad, Jason has nothing to do with me. We're just friends."

The only reason I'm angry at Jason is that he had a massive crush on y/n before we got together. She almost decided to be in a relationship with him, shortly before she met me. You can say I'm the one who made her fall in love with me on the spot, making Jason long forgotten. Even if, for now, we're broken up, i cannot not be protective over her or jealous.

"Do they, uhm", i send the text

"They know we're still together", she answers, like she already knew what i was about to ask

"Good, i don't want Jason all over you tonight", i roll my eyes

"Jealous"

"Never", i smirk at my phone and put it on the nightstand

After a few moments of silence, i receive another text message.

"Wanna see my outfit for tonight? 👀", she asks me

"Sure", i smile. Small things like this mean a lot.

My eyes grow wide and my body heats up. I lick my lips, the picture turning me on more than ever.

"Fuck, y/n, you can't go like that", i run a hand through my hair, looking at the picture over and over again

"Lisa's here, it looks like i am 🤧", cocky as always, y/n knows she triggered something and leaves it for me to deal with. I look down at my body, a visible boner creating a tent between my legs. I sigh, giving in the need for some relief. I take down my pj pants and take out my phone again, looking at the picture she sent me. I start pumping my dick with my hand up and down, squeezing tighter every now and then. Looking at her curves, i feel myself going insane, wishing i had her next to me.

"Fuck, i wish i could squeeze those beautiful boobs of yours", i whisper and a tingling feeling roams my body. I keep pumping my length, thinking about how good it feels whenever y/n is on top of me, bouncing her ass fast, while i grab her by the boobs, her hands on my chest and her moans filling up the room, especially when she would slip my name from between her lips when she felt overwhelmed by pleasure. I put the phone aside, feeling myself getting closer. I close my eyes and think about how she clenches her walls around me every time she is close to finishing, squeezing my hand on my dick just the way i remember feeling her. I groan escapes my throat. "Fuck, y/n", moving my hand faster, i try to replay in my head her shaky breaths and shaky voice, while her body was uncontrollably shaking on top of me.

"Oh My God, Bradley, that's it, mmmm", she used to say, while i tried to help her move so we could both finish.

"Fuck, baby, let it go", i whisper and i feel myself getting rock hard as i remember the feeling of y/n hitting her orgasm, clenching tight around me. My dick twitches and i release myself with a loud groan, my body shaking. My head falls back down on the pillow and i try to catch my breath, the intensity of it all taking me by surprise.

I go to the bathroom and take a quick shower, before going back to bed and smiling at myself, feeling better after these long weeks of being sad and frustrated. I also feel the need to see y/n and even if it might be because of the naughty thoughts I've had about us, i want to see her. I grab my phone to text her.

"I miss you", not long after, she texts me back

"So do i, Bradley", i put my phone back on the nightstand and go to sleep.

3 weeks later

I get home and throw all my belongings on the floor, making room in my arms for y/n, who jumps on me, hugging me. She asked for permission to come into my apartment and cook something for me to eat when i get back home and of course i accepted. I also knew I'll be home shortly after she finishes the food, so i wanted to catch up with her before she left.

"It feels good to be back", i say while looking around the living room. "Oh wow, it smells amazing", i get inside the kitchen and start looking around the stove to see what's in the pans.

"I knew you were going to like the smell of it", she laughs and comes over to stir the food around

"It also looks amazing, I'm gonna get changed, I'll be right back.", i head over to her and place a small kiss on her temple. She looks at me surprised and i give her a small smile.

When I'm back, casually dressed, finally, the food is already being placed in plates. We eat, watch some tv and i go out to take Jack for a walk. When i come back from the walk, y/n is ready to leave to her place. I frown at her while closing the door.

"What are you doing?", i ask, pointing to her backpack

"I'm going home?", she answers me, not understanding my question

"Why?"

"Because we don't live together anymore", she chuckles, but a sad smile appears on her face. I get sad too, remembering that we were not together anymore.

"Please stay for the night. We haven't seen each other in two months and that's a lot. I want to hear about what went on in your life", i offer and she looks from me to Jack, who was now climbing up her leg to make her pet him.

"I'm gonna say yes just because Jack apparently likes the idea", she kneels down to pet my dog and Jack starts to wiggle his tail like he's about to take off. I think we're both happier when we have her around. I smile at the view and take a quick photo of them, y/n not noticing.

Hours go by and it's past midnight, both of us sitting on my bed and watching some random show on tv. We eat ice cream and comment about what's going on inside the tv.

"He's so stupid, he could've walked around", she says, licking the spoon

"I know right? He had a clue hidden between those rocks", i put the empty ice cream container next to the bed on the floor

"Exactly. We could've been so much better doing that", she says frustrated by the incompetency of the character.

"We're much better no matter what", i look at her and she stops in her tracks, looking at me. "Especially together", i smile widely, her face lightning up with a big smile

"Don't mess with me, Brad. Do you mean that..?", she starts, but i interrupt her by nodding fast. She squeaks in excitement and i grab her face, kissing her hungrily, making up for all the days we've lost.

"Oh, how i missed your lips", i exhale, a groan escaping my throat when she slips her tongue in my mouth. We make out, her on top of me, until our kisses become more passionate amd heated. She starts rubbing herself on top of me and we both give into our emotions, moans getting louder and louder as the tention between us increases.

"Bradley, please do something. I need you a lot", she begs, he forehead stuck to mine, plump, red lips parted

"I need you too, babe. You have no idea how bad", i take off her t-shirt and leave her in a sports bra, i take my t-shirt off as well, but she's so eager that she takes her bra off immediately. I turn us around, so I'm hovering over her, taking her pants off, quickly getting rid of mine too. I look down at her, her black lace thong and my boxers being the only things that stay between us. "Have you been a good girl for me?", i trace the outline of her underwear, her body squirming under my touch. Oh how i missed this

"Mhm..", she moans and i smirk, taking down her underwear and taking in the sight of her naked body. I take off my boxers and put a condom on, positioning at the entrench of her pussy.

"I'll go slow, don't worry", i guide myself inside her, bit by bit, like it was our first time. We gasp when it slides all the way in. "Ugh, you're so tight babe, i could finish right now", i move slowly in and out of her, holding myself up by grabbing her waist, surely leaving bruises by how hard I grab her. To be honest, i can't even contain myself because of how bad i missed this feeling of having her underneath me. I move, as I'm hovering over her whole body, my arms on both sides of her head, and i bury my face into her neck, kissing and biting her at her sweet spots.

"Mmm, this feels so good love", she whispers and i gasp, feeling her nails dig deep in my back, as i speed up my thrusts, but keeping gentle. "Deeper", she begs and i roll my hips further between her legs, her legs wrapped around my waist. I raise my head to look at her, turning hers to look at me too. We hold each other's gazes, both blushing because of the intimacy of the moment.

"I love you so fucking much, y/n. Don't say anything that stupid ever again."

"I love you too, Brad, I'm so sorry", i kiss her, thrusting a few more times before feeling my high approaching. Y/n clenches around me, her moans getting louder.

"Come on, love, i know you need it", i whisper in her ear, grabbing her by the waist with one hand, thrusting harder and faster to build up her orgasm even more.

"Fuck, baby, I'm cuming", she shakes underneath me, soaking the condom in her juices. I cum soon after, collapsing on her body, not being able to hold myself up anymore. "i needed that so badly", she sighs and i chuckle.

"Me too, love. It feels so good doing this with you. And everything else", i confess and reach her forehead to give her a kiss before collapsing on my back on the bed

"I'm so sorry for that, again. I was frustrated and left it take a hold on me. I would never use you for anything. Well, other than personal pleasure", we both laugh and i intertwine our fingers together

"I know, it's ok. This reminds me", i take my phone from the nightstand, opening my gallery and setting as my lockscreen the picture of her and Jack I've taken earlier today. "Look", i show her the lockscreen and her eyes twinkle

"What are you doing?"

"Letting people know I'm taken. If they see this lockscreen by chance, they'll know about you", i smile and she hugs me, almost suffocating me

"You're the best"

"Just like you"

#brad simpson #brad simpson imagine #brad simpson smut #bradley simpson #the vamps #the vamps imagine #the vamps smut #brad simpson x reader #brad simpson x y/n

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