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lovecanyon · 1 year

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STEVIE NICKS DAUGHTER

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harry x stevie nicks daughter (y/n)

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harryflorals HARRY WITH Y/N NICKS (STEVIE NICKS DAUGHTER) IN NEW YORK TODAY!

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harryfan7 pretending to be shocked 😮

harryfan9 i am praying they are friends

harryfan6 MANIFESTING

harryfan8 everyday i wake up

harryfan10 totally not having a breakdown

harryfan12 DID YOU GUYS NOT SEE THE FULL VIDEO OF THEM LEAVING THE RESTAURANT 😭

harryfan15 harry had a grip on y/n’s waist 🤭

harryfan11 i. am. screaming.

harryfan13 holy shit

harryfan16 the glare y/n was giving to the paparazzi…

harryfan14 yeah he and y/n are probably together

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vogue What does 24 hours look like with Y/N Nicks?

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harryfan17 I LOVE HER

harryfan19 not harry being in the video 😭

harryfan21 when he showed up i screamed

harryfan18 y/n is so pretty oh my god

harryfan20 THIS VIDEO IS THE CAUSE OF MY DOWNFALL

harryfan22 whatever she wants 🙏

harryfan24 i’m pretty sure this confirmed her and harry’s relationship

harryfan26 i’m sliding down the wall

harryfan23 y/n stays slaying…i mean look at her mother

harryfan25 we are finally getting boyfriendrry

5:17

“Say something Harry.”

A smile crawls onto Harry’s face as Y/N laughs. Every morning he usually picked her up from her apartment and took her to get breakfast. It was one of their routines.

“Hi I’m Harry.” He waves his ringed hand making Y/N let out a cackle. She knew he was not common with being in such public videos but he insisted on being in her Vogue video, and she couldn’t say no to him.

“He’s awkward with cameras.” Y/N says which makes Harry bite his lip, suppressing a smile. Truly Harry despised cameras, yet the girl standing next to him made him want to be in front of it.

8:46

Tastes like Strawberries…

“I have a love/hate relationship with this song.” Y/N mumbles to the camera. Next to her stood Harry’s sister, Gemma who giggled at her comment.

Y/N always went to Harry’s shows. It was a staple in her routine. Seeing her rockstar boyfriend perform sounded like a dream to her.

As Y/N and the older Styles sibling continued watching Harry on stage, you could tell they both looked like they were having a good time—sporting big smiles while giggling like teenage girls.

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user110 harry and a nicks? makes sense…

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user164 y/n and gemma at harry’s show brings me joy

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user199 this basically confirmed harry and y/n’s relationship

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user143 forever jealous of y/n

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harry_lambert Look who I found backstage!

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harryfan28 Y/N OH MY GOD

harryfan30 she is truly the moment

harrystyles My bunny.

harryfan32 HARRY?? 😭

harryfan34 sleeping on the highway tonight

jefezoff coolest girl out there

harryfan36 i just can’t believe harry styles is dating stevie nicks daughter

harris_reed my favorite girl ever

harryfan38 y/n is just so beautiful 🙏

pillowpersonpp the love of my life

harryfan35 all this is happening so fast

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nicksdaily Y/N arriving late to Harry Styles show in New York last night.

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harryfan40 LMAO ME

harryfan43 y/n is so pretty omfg 😭

harryfan41 her arriving late is iconic behavior

harryfan45 everything about y/n is just so perfect i can’t

harryfan42 i love her for that

harryfan44 when harry saw her in the crowd last night 🤭

harryfan46 he literally was going feral over her

harryfan48 outdid every harrie attending

harryfan50 she is stevie’s twin

harryfan47 y/n arrives late to every show…i would do the same tbh

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yourinstagram mama knows what’s up.

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billieeilish such a flex to have stevie nicks as your mother

felicathegoat AHHH THE NICKS

harrystyles My mother in law.

yourinstagram don’t give her any ideas

pillowpersonpp aweee

annetwist such a beautiful picture

brittany_broski i love this so much 😭

mitchrowland the nicks!

emmalouisecorrin so cute

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wroteclassicaly · 1 year

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Warnings: Language, smut, NSFW goodness, vaginal fingering, finger sucking, & Steve comes in his pants.

A/N: Well, this wouldn’t leave me alone, the dash was horny for Steve too, and my mind spiraled. *Eddie Munson voice* @pastel-pillows & @dr-aculaaa — this is for you! ;-)

You couldn’t stop the way your legs began to shake, calves tense, thighs jiggling from the jostle you accompanied yourself with, toes of your sneakers dipped into the green carpeting and digging in, only to bounce seconds later. You swear you can hear your heartbeat rushing in your ears, bursting the drums, echoing your sinful sentiments, a choir of nasty little devils whispering encouragement into your ears, their sharp teeth sucking at your lobe. It all started with watching Steve rearrange his trunk this morning before you rode with him to work at the store. He’d pulled out his nail slayed weapon, twirling it like it weighed nothing and he did it for a living. You went doe eyed, becoming dizzy and dumb.

Robin had rolled her eyes, following shortly behind for her own ride. “So glad I’m not straight.” She was forever onto you.

And the duration towards Family Video wasn’t any better. With the ping pong weather of the Midwest, you’d all had your windows down and it kept blowing Steve’s unruly mane, resulting in crunching leather, twisting upon by his clenched fingers as they shifted to raise, his wrist tendons flexing beneath a rolled Henley, his digits pushing back the tendrils that had mounted his forehead. With a slow morning, it gave you three some time to unwrap new snacks to restock the front counter with. Only… that packing tape was always tough and you left the letter opener in the back (you could never find it, really), so Steve came to the rescue. He’d fetched his keys from the employee lockers, bringing them into the front with one announcement: the metal ring swinging along his defined pointer finger. With a freshly manicured nail bed and a calloused padding around the digit’s tip, you were all but salivating.

Praying made everything worse for your state, and you’d resigned to indulging in every waking fantasy as you watched Steve roll his sleeves up until they crested over his forearms and rested around his elbows, giving you VIP access to each and every tendon, vein, freckle, mole, and muscle that the limbs possessed, complete with his signature watch wrapped around his left wrist. Robin had backed away and busied herself further towards the front, not wanting to be smothered by your increasingly unstable pheromones. You thought that maybe asking Steve for help instead of watching him grit his pearly whites or lick his tongue out over that dark stubble beginning to work its way into his flesh, circling his mouth in the most luscious ways, all because the tape was being stubborn against his keys — wasn’t a smart choice. He had refused with a smile, leaning over the cardboard and giving you a direct eyeline down the collar of his shirt, curly chest hair peeking back at you. On your way around the counter after nearly collapsing, Robin had poked her finger into her mouth and mimicked a gag, rolling her eyes at your middle finger return.

And that leads you to your current continued predicament, the slutty saga trotting along. Steve makes a noise of eager mirth and that goofy grin of triumph washes over his features, his fingers tucking into the packaging and flipping the lids, curling.

Curling…

You choke on your own spit, a deep breath coming out choppy. You immediately warm with embarrassment and maneuver your way through the stale air towards the restrooms. You’re barely inside a stall before Steve comes in behind you, halfway in the doorway, hand tightened knuckle-white around the silver handle, little denim jeans strapped to his thick thigh that is raised slightly, his Nike sneaker toe pointed into the floor to hold his place. You watch his arm prop, his brows cinch in confusion.

“Honey? Everything alright?”

If you speak it’ll all vomit out in a pornographic moan, so you can merely shake your head. Steve immediately reacts and joins your proximity, nearly caging your airspace in, his cologne draping around you like a fucking winter coat. Your eyelids flutter closed, your body stepping back, then in. This is ridiculous. It’s not like you two haven’t fooled around before, on nights where the action was slow and the adrenaline ran high.

He always said you could talk to him, ask him for and about — anything. It’s a comical slow motion when his hand raises, veins defined and running alongside his creamy skin that will tan in the coming Spring, it never fails to. He seems to feed off of your look, patience his new virtue. You permit his thumbpad to stroke a shred of hair to tuck it behind your ear, causing your nipples to harden in your bra’s confines.

“Steve…” And his breath hitches, because even underneath the sickly fluorescent lighting he can see your dilated pupils.

“Oh.” His own voice has gone rasp, scattered. But there’s a battering jealousy that gnaws at his abdomen, fanning its green flames into his esophagus. He could choke on the bile that someone else might have caused your pent up responses.

It’s like he knows what you’re going to say before you do, but he encourages, stroking ever so softly along your cheekbone now. “What do you need?”

You mewl and sway into him, chests brushing, lips parched when they peel apart. You can practically taste his cinnamon breath spray on your tongue. “Need to touch myself.” You settle for a more hands off approach, not wanting to push, especially at work and with your shared best-friend thirty feet away.

Steve, however, he surprises you. He purses his plush lips into a plop, sclera glazed over with honey hot arousal. “Yeah? You think I can watch you do it? It’s been so long since you’ve let me see you between your legs, baby.”

It didn’t matter anymore if you were thinking about someone else, because you’re going to be thinking of him now — only, just. He wants to make sure.

You’re almost warning him, but when your jaw drops and your tongue is present, his thumb glides along your skin and presses inside and over the wet muscle. Steve has never seen you react so strongly, your left hand reaching out and fisting into his shirt, bunching it and yanking him into the stall with you, kicking it shut, his back falling upon the cool, doodle littered metal. He hisses, a fuck being spat into the air. You’re trembling into your ragged breathing, vest rippling with the waves of your heaving breasts. You look at him from beneath your lashes, fluttering, sucking with purpose on his thumb.

His cock swells instantly, straining uncomfortably against the zipper of his light blue Levi’s. It hits him then, what you have wanted. Or rather, who. He feels a possessive pull that’s stronger than gravity, polluting every bit of air that enters his lungs. His arm wraps around your lower back and his forearm jostles a chill down your spine.

You make room and claw your vest off, letting the cheap polyester hit the tile floor, helping yourself to his arm around you, bending to having his palm splay along your tailbone, caressing, moving upwards seconds later. Your hand untangles from the now wrinkled fabric of his shirt and moves to your jeans, pushing and twisting, getting them to a place where they drift down your hips and pool around your knees. Your panties are next, so sticky and hot between your thighs that it strings from you to glistening fabric, Steve’s mouth watering.

“Dammit, honey. How long have you been like this for?”

You’re panting, whimpering, his light kneading in your tense muscles, finding him eventually cupping your neck with a heavy and large palm, fingers tickling your jugular. Your pulse is thumping sporadically beneath his touch, he notes with fascination.

“All day.” You reveal. “Because of you and these.” You say full out, tongue lolling out and licking another one of his fingers into your mouth — salty and all Steve.

Those carmel colored brows, they rise into a question. You nod once more. “Please?”

Steve dips in, drops his wrist to nudge the meat of your thighs further apart, and he swipes a finger through the soaked seam of you, collecting what he can, rubbing along the rim of muscle that keeps your beautiful inside from him — pushing it when you begin to shake and plead. Your whispering praises and thank yous, ready to worship at the temple of Steve Harrington. He adds a third finger to your mouth and thrusts, wiggling them along the wetness, marveling at how it pools in the creases where your lips meet your cheeks.

“Like that?” He draws out a gruff groan, tossed about by the electric force and your perfect lips closing around his fingers, sucking him like it’s his dick and the world is about to end.

You give him that look, and that familiar adrenaline finds its way to the surface and screams, taking you and Steve within its clutches. He’s smirking at your mumbling around him, a pathetic but purely diabolical sight. He’s so hard it hurts to move, knees bumping yours, and your body pliant and fucking yourself on his hand, your lips spread apart and scattering your cream across his palm each time you push back down against him, arching to help nudge his fingers into a deeper crook. You grip his wrist bone and tap, tracing those veins, and you finalize by digging your nails into his forearm. He retaliates and holds on the back of your tongue, making you sputter and choke, spit dribbling out and squishing around his knuckles.

“Yeah, gag on it. Fuck, you’re about to cum already, do you feel it?”

And you do come, seconds later, licking and biting at Steve’s fingers, squeezing his arm and practically humping his hand until it subsides. Your head is spinning when you touch back to planet earth, Steve shaking and folding in on you, his sticky fingers falling from your pussy, the softest noise coming out of his throat and barreling past his lips.

“Holy shit…” you look right at his crotch in time to see the denim darken with his load.

He finds your neck and kisses, returning cute and shyly, his own hand leaving your mouth, pruned and sated.

“I can’t believe I just got off in my pants. Christ, honey. You’re fucking ridiculous today.”

Steve-speak. All dopey and cheesy, uncaring that he busted like a horny teenager. But you didn’t care either, so he didn’t feel the need to be ashamed.

Whilst he helps you readjust your clothing, a shrill voice sounds from the other side of the room.

“You better wash your hands,” Robin yells.

You’re sheepish, wincing, but Steve… he winks at you and slides his still—wet fingers into his mouth, making a nice show of cleaning them, looking proud once he finishes, responding with a vocal, “They’re clean, doofus.” And he leans in towards you, an afterthought, your noses brushing, as he whispers lowly, “Just gotta run home and change my pants now.”

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j-onedrabbles · 10 months

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Just a heads up this is kinda sad (unfortunately a friend of mine was in a similar situation). It's alright if you don't wanna write it, I just thought l'd ask be of how talented you are🤭🩵. Poly skz + reader, or just Minsung or Hyunlix if you want, totally up to you. Reader relatively new to the relationship and is trying their best to be the best partner to all parties, but doesn't feel like it's being returned. They feel like skz (or whichever ship you choose is) too into each other and not them, like the shiny new toy isn't exciting anymore. One night, after everyone goes to sleep, reader gets their things and leaves without saying anything. If you're not comfortable with writing it, that's ok!🩵

✧ PAIRING: HYUNJIN X GN!READER X FELIX ✧ CW: ANGST, FLUFF IF YOU SQUINT, FEELINGS OF NOT BEING LOVED, THIRD WHEEL MENTIONS, SHORT BLURB, OPEN ENDING ✧ WC: 0.5K ✧ NOTE: you think im talented 🥹🩵🩵 and im so sorry your friend went through that. i had an old cosplay friend who was in a situation like that as well so i’d hear about it a bit

Y/n tried. They tried as hard as they could in the relationship. But entering an already established relationship was hard. Starting to date two people who already had a history together felt, weird? Almost like, sometimes you were intruding on the other two in the relaetionship.

The start of it was great. Y/n had met Hyunjin first and the two hit it off and he had mentioned them to Felix. Meeting Felix was a nice warm fuzzy feeling the moment he smiled at them. After a few months, the two boys asked Y/n out. Promising equal love. But three-way love was difficult.

Because of work, Hyunjin and Felix both spent a lot more time together than Y/n with just one of them. It was a little unfair, maybe a lot.They still showed Y/n the same amount of love they gave each other, good morning kisses, cuddling all the time, sleeping together, etc. But that didn’t stop those thoughts from coming in.

Maybe it was just all just one-sided to begin with. The two men were happy well before Y/n entered the picture; even though they both tried their hardest to wash the worries they had away. But all they did was give them words. Words that started to barely mean anything. Yeah, they were busy, but it just felt like Y/n was left out. Kisses, hugs, and cuddles weren’t enough anymore.

The two didn’t really need them, right? Would they even notice if Y/n left? Would they even care?

The thoughts swirled in their head for a week. It was when the two came home from a rough day at the company and just said good night Y/n figured it was time to go. They didn’t say anything, just texted a friend asking to stay with them for a few days. Once they agreed, she quietly grabbed as much as she could fit in a small bag while the two were passed out in each others arms.

It hurt to look at the couple laying in the threes shared bed all by themselves, but when you don’t feel the same love you put out, you get out before you hurt yourself more. Y/n wiped a stray tear from under their eye and tip-toed out of the room. They closed the door and headed out of the home. Y/n took one look around the living area, not praying that one of them wakes up and walks out of the room asking where they were going, but making sure they had everything.

Y/n sighed and closed the door, locking it and heading down to their car. The realization came once they got to their friends place. Crying on their coach till almost two or three in the morning. There weren’t enough words to describe that pain of being promised shared love and only receiving it when it was new and fun— if there was even words to describe that pain.

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When The Past Comes Knocking

There wasn't a single day Tengen didn't think about you, you were a constant in his mind like a persistent itch he couldn't scratch. His first love, his soulmate his……everything.

And then like sand through an hourglass you were gone in a single breath, leaving a gaping hole in his heart where your presence was supposed to be.

He waited for you, day and night, searched all the corners of the continent for any sign of you or even just the slightest whiff of you but never found anything. For weeks, months…..a lifetime of waiting. Begging, praying to a higher power for your return….but it was all for naught.

You…were gone, vanished into thin air dead, gone forever. His world came crashing down around him as he fell into a deep depression, unable to go on living without you.

There was no hope. Despair consumed him, his world, everything he loved, gone in the blink of an eye….and all because he was feeling lazy, because he wanted a little more sleep.

He'd practically signed your death warrant when he passed the mission onto you and rolled back over to sleep. And it's haunted him ever since, every waking moment, ever dreamless sleep.

But he moved on…taking up demon slaying…he married…three times…three beautiful wives…..each and everyone of them perfection their own right, but….even with their beauty, kindness compassion and love he couldn't find solace within them.

He had so many regrets…so much regret. None of them held a candle to your visage, they were beautiful distractions, a means to an end that didn't satisfy. But it would do, it would have to.

The past is the past and nothing can change it, so imagine his surprise when he locked eyes….with the very person who plagued him for the last past six years…..

Your only thoughts were of Tengen from the moment you locked eyes as children, to each day spent chasing each other around the village…you were inseparable. And you always thought it be that way, except his father….for all intensive purposes…hated your guts.

He was always trying to pluck you from Tengen's life like a farmer pulling a weed from his precious harvest.

He'd gone out his way to ruin your relationship with Samui (meaning cold) one of the younger Uzui brothers, and even tried to get Tengen to drop you, but Tengen was unrelenting sticking to you like glue. Which only pissed of his father to a much more extreme level.

His father didn't approve of you lingering around his sons or daughters, despite you also hailing from a pretty well known ninja clan, and you being better than half if not most of the kunoichi in his own clan.

He could never let an exotic (a derogatory term for foreigner or non native) delude his family. You were a stain, your dark skin a flaw amongst his pure 'noble' clan, and he constantly tried to cleanse your presence away by ostracizing Tengen whenever possible.

But it was inevitable, you were both ninja. Sneaking around was kind of your whole schtick, and whenever he would cut you off one way you'd just find another.

You we're deeply in love with each other and nothing would get between you, your actions clearly proved that….and nothing did come between you…until that one fateful night. You should've known, once a snake always a snake.

But you were so relived when he dropped his obsession with weeding you from Tengen's life…..that you ignored the warning signs, were….glaringly obvious the wide smiles gentle touches and sudden interest in your every movement.

The way he suddenly opened his arms to you as if you were new found daughter. That's why you didn't see it coming, that night……but it didn't matter.

Because you were back, back in Japan, back home…and you had a surprise…well actually two.

Two little surprises clutching the hem of you kimono, [Son/Name] and [Daughter/Name] just barely five years old, it would seem your family's twin gene struck again.

But apparently…Tengen had surprises for you as well. Three of them in fact, when you knocked on the door to his home…you weren't sure what you were expecting but two women wasn't exactly it.

"Um, sorry I think this is the wrong house" you murmured turning away as the strange woman stared at you wide eyed and gasping like a fish out of water as you turned to leave she snapped out of it.

Grasping your shoulders roughly and shouting "WAI-" but she never got to finish because you swiftly grabbed her wrist and twisted her arm behind her back, hooking your leg under hers and sending her toppling to the ground.

In one swift movement you had placed a kunai against the soft flesh of her throat, her mouth open in shock and terror. "DO. NOT. TOUCH. ME."

You hissed coolly and she nodded slowly "I'm sorry I'm sorry, it's just you're….her" she said almost in reverance…..as if you weren't…..holding a deadly weapon to her throat.

You sighed releasing her and placing the kunai back in it's pouch [S/N] tugged on you're sleeve "Mama I'm hungry" he whispered as [D/N] nodded along always the silent one out of the two.

The woman before you, a heavy chested, pale skinned blue eyed bimbo looked ecstatic as shed eyed your two toddlers who felt uncomfortable under intense gaze and hid behind your frame.

"I CAN MAKE YOU SOMETHING IF YOU LIKE, YOU'RE SO MUCH CUTER THAN THE PORTRAITS" the woman shouted lunging at you and earning a swift kick to her ribcage sending her sliding across the ground.

"What do you not understand, about do not touch me?" You asked brow arched as she looked at you with wide eyes, she looked down slightly ashamed pressing her fingers together "S-sorry sorry, you don't know me" .

She said anxiously rubbing her arm "of course it would be weird to just hug a stranger, um I'm Suma Uzui" she murmured in a calmer sheepish tone.

Offering you her hand to shake, you looked down at it slightly hesitant to take her hand and ultimately deciding to ignore it all together.

"Um I'm sorry did you say, Suma Uzui? I thought all of Tengen's sisters died…", the woman- Suma tilted her head and began laughing as if you told a joke but when she saw you were serious she stopped laughing rubbing the back of her head.

"O-Oh I'm um not his sister, I'm his wife" she murmured softly watching your facial expression keenly for the slightest change…but there was none besides the slightest parting of your lips. Wife……that word echoed in your mind like a broken record.

"Wife, huh?" You spoke after what felt like an eternity, your lips twitching slightly as you fought off a slight frown, you swallowed harshly…..Suma shuffled in place awkwardly watching the slight emotion slip through your quivering lips.

"U-Um would you like to come in for some tea?" She offered reaching out for you, but you backed away. It was like if suddenly the breath was stripped from your lungs and the world began to spin the only thing grounding you, was the warmth of your son and daughters tiny fingers wrapped around yours.

"I-I see" you whispered in a hushed voice before looking back at her "no… I mean….thank you for asking, however, I need to be going now, sorry for intruding" you whispered backing away slowly "w-wait Y/N please stay he misses you so much, he'll be so happy you're back".

Suma pleaded clutching your hand you simply looked down at her hand on yours and she flinched back. "Ah yes, he missed me so much he remarried" you spoke bitterly venom coating your words as your lashes blinked back tears.

Suma looked down at the ground "h-he was in a really rough spot when he married me and the others, but not a day goes by-" she spoke but stopped when your brows raised and eyes sharpened "Others, plural?"

You asked in a cracked in a whisper, and she took a deep breath clutching her scantily kimono hem. You shielded your children's eyes from such depravity the kimono barely came past her lower thigh- don't be rude….don't…be bitter.

It's not her fault, you rehearse slowly. Suma looked at you with pity, and it only added fuel to the flames of bitter anger inside of you and a sense of betrayal as your eyes narrowed and jaw clenched.

"Yeah, there's two others Hina and Makio" she murmured "b-but you're clearly the favorite" she said quickly trying to comfort you but it felt more like a stab to the heart than anything. you wanted to cry and laugh at the same time.

Laugh at your own stupidity for thinking he'd wait six years for your return, and cry cause you thought you were special enough to warrant the waiting.

"The favorite, my aren't I lucky to be the kings favorite whore". You snap sarcastically and she flinched, "I'm sorry" you started taking a deep breath as the tears finally raced down your cheeks, "I-I'm sorry…I'm just" "It's okay, this is a lot, I can see why you might be angry" "Um, I think I'll take you up on that tea".

Your eyes never leave her as she makes the tea, and your hand never leaves your kunai.

If you've learned anything from your past mishaps its trust no one and always be prepared so when she came to you with the tea pot, you opened it and checked it's contents just to make sure it wasn't an assassin's tea pot.

And for extra security you made her sip the tea first and waited a couple of minutes to see if it had any effects, the tension in the air is palpable and awkward.

The house was almost exactly how you remember it last only more colorful and vibrant you busied yourself with preparing a meal for your Son and Daughter who clung tightly to your side, it's clear they too were uneasy you made something simple. Stuffed dumplings and pot stickers you even made some for the bim- Suma….for Suma.

You couldn't take your anger out on Suma, she was entirely innocent in this. She eagerly accepted the plate with a wide smile "sorry for the earlier hostility" you murmured shyly and she gushed waving it off.

"No no, it's completely understandable you were gone and then you come back and there's a random woman in your house, trying to touch you and ranting how they know everything about you, it's um…it's a normal reaction I just got a bit carried away" she muttered softly.

she muttered softly an awkward silence falls between the two of you as you just kinda look anywhere but at each other.

Her eyes kept flickering to [S/N] and [D/n} and you seriously hoped she wouldn't ask about them because you really, really didn't want to talk about it….at least with her….no offense she seemed nice and all. But she was a total stranger….and Tengen's wife a voice whispered in the back of your head and you clutched the fabric on your knees tightly.

It was unfair of you to be mad at Tengen, you told yourself, six years is a long time…..he probably thought you were dead. You're okay with this, you reassured yourself this is okay….you repated in your head while cradling [S/N] on you're lap and [D/N] snuggled your hip resting her head on your thigh, "what are their names?"

Sumas asked softly, and you smiled "[S/N] and [D/N]" you answered softly and she smiled. "Those are lovely names, their beautiful" she spoke scooching slightly closer.

You pulled away a bit and smiled awkwardly "yay", another intense bout of silence followed….before suddenly the door open and in walked two more woman who you presumed to be the other wives, your chest ached and your skin crawled slightly as they quickly made their way over to you and suddenly you were uncomfortable.

You were antisocial, always have been, probably always would be. It took a bit of pestering from Tengen for a friendship to blossom, "um, hi Y/N is it?"

A woman in a purple kimono spoke and you gave a single nod, she looked just as stiff and anxious as you felt long lashes fluttering softly "hi I'm Hinatsuru, um how are you?"

She asked softly, uncertainty laced within the octaves of her voice "fine" you responded briskly with a little more hostility than you intend as your hand clutched tighter around your babies who watched on curiously, Hinatsuru didn't flinch but she looked slightly flustered "s-so um" "I'll leave" you spoke after another awkward pause, "w-wait maybe we should talk?"

Hina tried as you scooped up [D/N] and [S/N] "about what? We don't know each other, this is painstakingly awkward, you all seem lovely but um…….I'll try a little later" you murmured walking towards the door and opening it only to come face to face….with Tengen.

#kny x reader #black reader #demon slayer #tengen x reader

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sukisheadlights · 2 months

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MAKE ME STAY!

landonorris x famous!oc

summary: where she sends the Internet into a slow spiral after releasing a song out of the blue (except it’s not out of the blue, it’s papaya)

part 2: make me stay, series masterlist

faceclaim: dua lipa 🫶

rory’s voice mail 🎧: PART 2! sorry it took a while I was just waiting for ms.lipa to post more photos of herself and her red hair. anyways, enjoy! love you (say it back)

ALSO!!! i was supposed to finish these parts before the new season started but that didn't happen so I'm quickly going to catch up to the next few races and move to this year's season :) mwah

@THEHOLLYWOODFIX • 2 hours ago

"Red-Hot Romance? Lando Norris Seen Leaving Vegas Party With Same Mystery Woman as Before — Are They Hooking Up or Dating?"

In a city where parties never cease, it seems that Formula 1 driver Lando Norris just can't get enough of nightlife. Just a week after being spotted leaving a Vegas party with a mysterious red head, the 24-year-old was seen doing the exact same thing once again! It's unclear whether Norris and the red head are just having a little fun or if a deeper relationship is brewing, but we're sure his fans are keeping a close eye to see what happens next.

Who is this mystery woman and does she have the beloved driver wrapped around her finger?

"Waking up in the bed of a Formula 1 driver..again..I guess I can scratch that off the bucketlist." liz thinks to herself as she slips out of the bed she spent the night in, quietly making her way to the kitchen.

She stops infront of a mirror to fix her hair and tug the giant white shirt she's wearing further down even though that wasn't going to fix anything. She looks for her own clothes around the house before she ends up pulling it out from under his sofa. How did that even get there? I don't think I want to find out.

She makes her way to the kitchen, the cool marble flooring against her feet waking her up almost instantaneously.

The morning starts with her on call with her manager, arranging her private jet to leave as soon as possible while she raids lando's fridge in hopes of food. I guess a kinder egg still counts?

Chomping into the chocolate she quietly (but quickly) gathers her things and leaves his appartment, praying she doesn't get spotted by any paparazzi. If there's one thing she learnt the hard way it's that boys are no good.

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lizcolton thank you for all the love on my newest single! number 1 on charts and 1 million streams the first week of it's release!? you guys are all INSANE but I love you for that.

@ lizzerator mother says we're insane but proceeds to write the lyric "Kisses to my exes, I know that I did you dirty Little messed up, little selfish, we ain't married, I ain't thirty Yeah, we hooked up, then we broke up, then I said you really hurt me But I still got your number and your necklace, kisses to my exes"

*liked by lizcolton*

@ lizcoltonlover OH IM SORRY, SORRY THAT YOU LOVE ME CHANGE MY MIND UP LIKE IT'S ORIGAMI?!!??!?!??!?! MOTHER WHAT IS THIS!?!?!?!?!?!?!

@ lizcolton @ lizcoltonlover a slay I hope

@ paiselysterling YOUR HONOR SHE ATEEEE

@ paiselysterling I'm so proud of you my love <3

@ lizcolton love you, pails <3

@ lizcoltonhq mother is mothering 😍

@ lizislife HELP WHO'S THE ADMIN HERE @ lizcolton @ lizislife beats me 🤷‍♀️ but you're getting a promotion that's for sure @ lizcoltonhq @ lizcolton thanks mother!

@ lewishamilton loved it! wished you didn't ditch us at the party yesterday night tho.

@ lizzerator @ lewishamilton what. explain!? right now!? @ formula1fanatic LIZ COLTON!!!! WHAT DO YOU HAVE TO SAY FOR YOURSELF @ lizcolton @ lewishamilton damn it's so weird howw you STOPPED SPEAKING after "love it!" @ lewishamilton @ lizcolton my bad.

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@lizzerator clips from the "kisses to my exes" music video.

@ user she ate and she KNOWS

@ user that running clip was definetly a reference to euphoria omg

@ user she looks stunning

@ user liz I lovee you

@ user HAVE MY BABY RAAAAAAAA

@ user whoa, take a chill pill babe.

@ user GUYS GUYS GUYS she has black hair in the video meaning she filmed this LONG BACK OMG

@ user girl has been KEEPING the tea from us

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@lizzerator stills from the "kisses to my exes" music video.

@ user gorgeous.

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@THEHOLLYWOODFIX • 3 minutes ago

Pop Sensation Liz Colton Spotted in London as She Prepares for Her Comeback — Are We in Store for a Fresh Batch of Heartbreak Music?

In a city known for its celebrity sightings, pop singer Liz Colton has been spotted leaving her recording studio in London, fueling speculation that the singer is gearing up for her long awaited return to the music scene. Colton made headlines when she released her single "Kisses to my Exes" which took direct aim at her former partner, actor Jacob Elordi. The track hit number one on the charts and garnered over a million streams in its first week alone.

With such an explosive release under her belt, fans are anxiously awaiting what's next from the talented songwriter. Could the songstress be gearing up for a full-blown comeback? After such a long break from the music scene, it's sure to be exciting to see what direction she takes this time around. Stay tuned for more on Liz Colton and her highly anticipated comeback music.

here's some pictures provided by the paparazzi team here at the hollywood fix.

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#make me stay #lando norris x reader #lando norris #formula 1 imagine #formula 1 driver x reader #sukisheadlights #formula 1 #lando norris imagine

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I expanded on this. Sorry, it's longer than I thought it would be.

Vecna's first clue that he had the wrong man was when he went to awaken Eddie Munson as a newly born vampire.

"Get up," Vecna commanded.

Eddie groaned, rolled over on his stomach with his face down in the dirt and his ass up in the air.

"Five more minutes, Uncle Wayne," Eddie whined.

"Get up!" Vecna growled.

"Why? There's no school today," Eddie yawned, his eyes closed. "I am sleeping in today. I am in no mood to receive anyone, dearest Uncle. Please, take my messages."

"Wake up, you fool!" Vecna roared and kicked him in the stomach.

Vecna's powers were weak as he was healing, or otherwise, he would be using them on this idiot.

"I'm awake!" Eddie exclaimed, his eyes opening as he flopped onto his back. "Lord Vecna, I pressume?"

"What?"

"Oh. That's what we've been calling you. It's from my game," Eddie said. "Vecna is a dark wizard with great powers."

"It's. . .acceptable," Vecna said.

Vecna's second clue was when he was going over his plan for Hawkins. He stopped talking when he noticed that Eddie was scribbling furiously in a notebook.

"Are you taking notes?" Vecna asked.

"What?!" Eddie asked. "Oh. No, absolutely not."

"What, pray tell then, are you doing?" Vecna asked, gritting his teeth.

He looked at the pages. Scribbled all over them was the name Steve Harrington, Mr. Eddie Harrington, Mr. Steve Munson, and a list of first names. He pointed to the list.

"What are those?"

"Name ideas for the child that I imagine having with Steve," Eddie said with a sigh.

"Alice?"

"Yeah, that's my favorite. What do you think?" Eddie asked.

"It's a terrible name," Vecna said.

"Okay, rude. You're just jealous that I don't want to have a child with you," Eddie said.

"You're testing my patience," Vecna growled.

"Oh, yeah? What else can you do to me? I'm already dead," he said.

"Just pay attention!" He snapped.

"If I didn't pay attention in school, what makes you think that I'm going to pay attention to you?" Eddie asked.

If Vecna still had hair, he would have pulled it all out.

"Gah!"

The third and final clue was when he brought Eddie to Steve Harrington's house. What else could he do to him? Oh, he'll show him.

"I want you to prove your loyalty to me," Vecna said.

"Okaay. . .I'm not sure how fucking Steve would prove my loyalty to you but I would prefer it if I woke him up and got his consent first," Eddie said, giving a side eyed look. "What kind of monster are you?"

"What?! No, I don't want you to - " Vecna said.

"Look, man, I don't know what you're into but I am not into that," Eddie scowled.

"I want you to kill him!" Vecna snapped.

"What?!"

"Kill him," Vecna said again.

They stood in Steve's room, Eddie gazing affectionately at Steve's sleeping form.

"Aww, but Henry, he looks too cute to kill," Eddie said. "Look at him, I think he's fighting in his sleep."

"Imma kill you," Steve mumbled, kicking out a leg.

"Aww."

"Kill him."

"I shan't!" Eddie said. "To slay a sleeping prince with a greater beauty than all of the stars in the universe would be most uncouth of me."

"Oh, for fuck's sake," Vecna swore and Eddie gasped. "Fine, I'll do it."

"Oh, Henry, you really shouldn't have said that," Eddie grinned menacingly at him.

"Oh, fuck," Vecna cursed.

Eddie grabbed his face, flashed his fangs, and bit into his neck. Vecna tried to fight him off, but Eddie was suddenly stronger than him, and he couldn't make a sound as the vampire ripped through his vocal cords. Eddie kept going until he stopped moving all together, and then suddenly, his teeth met air as Vecna's body dropped to the floor. He was still holding Vecna's head.

Steve woke up to the sound of a loud thump. He blinked several times. Standing there, alive and well, was Eddie Munson. Dark blood coated his chin and his shirt as he held Vecna's dismembered head in his hands.

"I brought you a present," Eddie said.

"Oh my god!" Steve said, jumping out of the bed and grabbing the nail bat from underneath it.

Eddie dropped the head.

"He wanted me to kill you, Steve, but I couldn't, so I had to, I had to kill him," Eddie whimpered.

Steve dropped the bat and rushed forward to wrap Eddie into a tight hug. They didn't let go of each other for a long time until Steve finally pulled back.

"Let's get you cleaned up," Steve said and grabbed some clothes from his drawers.

Eddie let him clean his face, a fond smile growing at Steve's determined face. The smile dropped.

"I'm sorry," Eddie said.

"Dude, are you apologizing for killing Vecna?" Steve asked. "Because I should be getting on my knees and thanking you."

"Really?!" Eddie asked eagerly.

Steve blushed and began stuttering. Eddie could hear his heart beating faster in his chest. He smirked.

"What are you sorry for, Munson?" Steve asked with a sigh.

"For not sticking to the plan," Eddie said.

"I'm not mad about that, I knew you were going to do something like that. What I am mad about is that Dustin watched you die in his arms. I'm not mad at you, I'm mad at that piece of shit lying dead in my room who caused that to happen! What I'm mad at is that you died, and I almost lost -," Steve cut himself off.

"What?" Eddie asked softly.

"You. I nearly lost my chance with you," Steve said, ducking his head.

Eddie grasped his chin and tilted it back up to meet Steve’s eyes.

"He couldn't control me, Stevie. It was because of you. Everything about me is heightened now, including my feelings for you," Eddie replied and cupped his cheek.

Steve sighed and leaned into his hand. Eddie moved to kiss him when Steve reeled his head back.

"No fucking way," Steve said.

"What's wrong?" Eddie asked.

"I am NOT kissing you when there are chunks of Vecna in your teeth," he said.

"What? You don't want to kiss this?" Eddie grinned. "Come on! This is sexy!"

Steve ducked and weaved as Eddie tried to kiss him. He pushed Eddie and laughed. Steve dug in the cabinets and tossed him a new toothbrush. Eddie rolled his eyes and brushed his teeth. He slid his fangs out and made sure to carefully brush those too. He made a dramatic point of using mouthwash and tossed it back like it was a shot, gurgling it in his mouth. He spun Steve into his arms, dipped him, and kissed him. Eddie broke the kiss and pulled him back up.

"Wanna join me for a shower, big boy?" Eddie asked.

"Sure," Steve giggled.

"No hanky panky," Eddie said. "Strictly body and hair washing."

"I'll behave if you'll behave," Steve grinned, and Eddie laughed.

All of a sudden, the house started to shake, and Eddie stumbled into Steve’s arms.

"What the hell was that?"

"That was the gate officially closing," Eddie said. "I felt it."

"Are you going to be okay?" Steve asked and tucked a hair behind his ear. "Hey! Your ears are all pointy."

"Oh, yeah," Eddie said. "You like them?"

"Yeah," Steve said and started laughing. "You're not a vampire. You're a fucking cat!"

"Mean," Eddie pouted. "I am a vampire."

Steve started scratching behind his ears and almost immediately Eddie started purring, actual purring.

"Are you sure?"

After their shower, Steve went downstairs and dialed the number for Hopper's cabin. He knew that if they weren't up before, they were now because of the earthquake. Eddie joined him, snuggling up against his back and hugging his waist, purring. Steve smiled.

"Hello?" Hopper greeted.

"Hey, Hop, it's Steve," he said.

"Hey, kid, everything okay over there?" He asked.

"Um, yeah. I probably shouldn't say this over the phone, but I'm not sure what to do with it," Steve said.

"Something needs to be taken care of?" He asked.

"Yeah."

"Yeah, I'm on my way," Hop said.

Steve wasn't too surprised when Hop showed up with his daughter and the Byers in tow. Argyle was also tagging along behind Jonathan. Hop pulled Steve into a hug and immediately began to check him over. Argyle made his way past Hop and hugged Steve.

"Steve with the good hair. It's good to see you again, man," Argyle said.

Hopper growled and pulled him back.

"You okay?" Hop asked.

"Yeah, I'm not sure how to explain this," Steve said. "It's better if I showed you."

He led them to the living room where Eddie was waiting for them.

"Munson?" Hop asked.

"Hey there, Chief, glad to see I'm not the only one who can rise from the grave," Eddie said. "I think our resurrection stories are a tad bit different."

"How?" He asked.

"Well, the bats ate me until I died, and then I became a vampire," Eddie said.

"What's that?" El asked.

"An undead creature who feeds on human blood," Will replied.

"He's harmless though," Steve said. "He only feeds on animals."

"And apparently dark wizards from another dimension," Eddie grinned.

"How do you know he's harmless?" Joyce asked, worried. "How do you know that we can trust him?"

"Well, for one, I scratch behind his ears, and he starts purring like a cat," Steve said, demonstrated it for them. "And another thing. . . He killed Vecna."

"What?!" everyone yelled.

"So, he really is dead," El said. "Will and I felt him die."

"Well, if you need more proof, his decapitated dead body is up in his bedroom," Eddie said cheerfully.

Hop went to head up and stopped El from trying to follow. Jonathan and Joyce had done the same with Will. Argyle followed Hop, and the older man growled at him.

"What? You can't stop me, man," Argyle grinned.

Hopper rolled his eyes, sighed, and went upstairs with Argyle following after him. A moment later, everyone downstairs heard Argyle yell.

"Ah, man, brutal!"

A moment later, they both came down looking a little pale. Argyle clapped a hand on Steve’s shoulder.

"There's blood everywhere, man. It's going to be a bitch to clean up," Argyle said and stepped away to move back towards Jonathan.

"So, what happened exactly?" Hopper asked.

"Well, when Henry so rudely woke me up, he immediately tried to turn me into his bitch to help him take over Hawkins and turn everyone into his little minions," Eddie said. "It wouldn't take."

"Why?" Joyce asked.

Steve and Eddie shared a look. They talked about it briefly before they got here. They knew the question would come up. Steve trusted them, and Eddie trusted Steve.

"Everything about me is heightened now as a vampire: my hearing, my strength, my mind, my morals, and most importantly. . .," Eddie said and took Steve’s hand. "My feelings, particularly towards Steve. He wanted me to kill Steve, but when I couldn't do it, he tried to do it himself. He was still weak from when they tried to kill him, which I think is how I managed to do it."

"You're together?" Will asked.

"As of, well, right before you guys got here," Steve said, blushing.

"Well, there's no reason not to trust him after that," Hopper sighed. "I'm glad something good came out of all of this bullshit."

"Yeah?" Steve asked.

Hopper pulled him into a hug and lightly tapped him on the shoulder with his fist.

"Stay here with your boy," Hopper said. "Jonathan, Argyle, and I are going to dispose of the body."

"Oh man, I am so going to throw up," Argyle said.

"Okay, there are some gloves, bandanas, and aprons in the kitchen," Steve said. "You sure you don't want me to help?"

"You've been through enough tonight," Hopper said. "Let us take care of the rest. That's what you called us for, right?"

Eddie pulled him back onto the couch next to him, putting an arm around him.

"Delegate, baby," Eddie said.

Will sat down next to them.

"Did you always know that you like guys?" He asked softly.

"Yeah," Steve and Eddie said.

Will smiled at them, digging at a piece of thread on his pants.

"Me too, just guys, that is. You dated Nancy before, so is it just guys for both of you or. . .I mean, if you don't mind me asking," Will said softly, eager to know that he wasn't alone.

"I like both," Steve and Eddie said together again.

They glared mockingly at each other. Just then, the phone rang. As Steve got up to answer it, Joyce and El were pulling Will into a tight hug. It had been Nancy on the phone, wondering what happened with the earthquake. When he told her the gate closed, she immediately volunteered to bring everyone else around. When he walked back in, Will was smiling and laughing with Eddie. Steve leaned against the doorway and gazed fondly at the sight. A while later, Jonathan came back in with the rest.

"Well, that took longer than it was supposed to," Jonathan said.

"Why?" Steve asked.

"Argyle threw up on the body," Jonathan said dryly and paused. "And a little bit on your bed."

"Well, he did say that was going to happen," Steve said.

"Better out than in, brochacos," Argyle said, patting his stomach.

Jonathan and Steve shared a look with each other before they started laughing. Suddenly, the front door burst open, and the rest came pouring in. Robin pushed past Steve and threw herself at his side.

"Are you okay?" Robin asked. "What happened?"

"I happened," Eddie spoke up.

Everyone gasped, and suddenly Dustin was pushing past them. His eyes were watery.

"Eddie?" Dustin asked and turned to Steve. "Is that -?"

"It's really Eddie," Steve confirmed.

Dustin started sobbing and threw himself into Eddie's arms. Eddie hugged him tightly, his own tears spilling on his cheeks.

"How?" Dustin choked.

"Vampire," Eddie said, flashing his fangs and wiggling his ears. "Yeah, I can do that. I killed Vecna."

"What the fuck? How?" Dustin asked.

"The power of love, little dude," Argyle said.

"The power of love?" Dustin asked.

"Uh, he tried to kill Steve, but I stopped him," Eddie said, blushing.

"You two are dating?" He asked.

"Yeah," Steve said, and Robin squealed beside him, grinning.

"That's so cool!" Dustin exclaimed and hugged him. "Hey, asshole! Get in here, I want to hug you too!"

Steve laughed and hugged them both. A moment later, Eddie started purring, and Dustin pulled back from the hug.

"Hey! I thought you said you were a vampire!" He yelled at him. "You're a goddamn cat!"

"I am not a goddamn cat! Why does everyone keep saying that?" Eddie whined.

They started arguing when the phone rang again, and Steve slipped away to answer it. A moment later, Steve came back, grinning from ear to ear, his eyes filled with happy tears.

"That was Max's mom," Steve announced. "Max is awake, and her eyesight is back!"

Everyone erupted into cheers and tears. Lucas grabbed Steve’s arm.

"Are you serious?" Lucas asked.

"Yeah!"

Lucas burst into tears, and Steve pulled him into a tight hug, letting him cry into his shoulder. Lucas pulled away to hug El, picking her up off the floor as they laughed gleefully. Hopper tapped him on the shoulder, his own eyes filled with tears. Apparently, there wasn't a dry eye in the house. If Max could see this now, she'd know exactly just how much she was loved.

"Hey, kid, you got anything to celebrate with in the house?" Hopper asked.

"Hell yes!" Steve laughed.

A FEW MONTHS LATER. . .

Everyone was settling in now. Max had healed up nicely and had moved out of the trailer park with her mother. Along with the Munsons, they were given a house as compensation. Eddie was cleared off all charges and was still happily dating Steve. The Munsons and Steve were currently over at the Hendersons for dinner. Steve and Wayne were helping in the kitchen. Dustin and Eddie were no longer allowed to help. Dustin was pouting in his room while Eddie sat on the couch with Mews in his lap. They were both purring.

"Don't look at me like that, Mews," Eddie scowled. "I'm not another cat. Stop it."

A moment later, Steve walked into the living room to find his boyfriend on all fours. His back arched as he and Mews circled each other.

"Eddie!"

"What?! Steve! She started it!" Eddie exclaimed.

"And I'm finishing it," Steve said. "Dinner is done. Don't forget to wash your hands."

Steve started walking back to the kitchen, and Mews gave Eddie a look.

"What? I don't have to listen to him all of the time," Eddie said.

"Eddie!"

"Coming, dear!" Eddie exclaimed and turned to him, pointing his finger at her. "This isn't over."

Mews reached over and licked his finger. She turned around and flicked her tail at him. Eddie hissed at her retreating form.

#stranger things #eddie munson #stranger things s4 #joseph quinn #eddie stranger things #eddie munson lives #steve harrington #steddie #steve x eddie #steve harrington x eddie munson #steddie fanfiction #kas!eddie munson #kas!eddie #kas the betrayer #kas theory #kas the bloody handed #vampire!eddie munson #or rather #cat!eddie munson

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evezbeadz-blog · 1 year

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#wake pray slay

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autumnslance · 2 months

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Y'shtola: Thank you for coming. I thought to keep my suspicions to myself, but after witnessing your victory at Rak'tika Falls, I fear they prove true, and so I must share them with you. Y'shtola: From the first when we met at Fort Gohn, your aether has appeared…tainted. Suffused with an overabundance of light not unlike the sin eaters. Y'shtola: When you defeated the Lightwarden, I fear the light which poured forth from it was not negated by Hydaelyn's blessing. Rather, it was absorbed into your being. Y'shtola: Urianger also suspects as much, though he is unwilling to share his thoughts on the matter. Y'shtola: One thing is certain: with every Warden you defeat, the danger to you grows greater. Greater perhaps than we can imagine. If you begin to feel anything strange─anything at all─pray inform me at once. Y'shtola: You should hurry, before the others begin to worry. Once I have sorted my things here I will join you.

-Y'shtola Rhul, "Out of the Wood", Shadowbringers.

Much like "Lyse takes the credit" slander from Stormblood, there sometimes still pops up people justifying Y'shtola as bad or secretive, and the Scions as using the WoL even in ShB, due to "not telling WoL about the Light corruption."

Now, I tend to recall this scene as voiced--but it's not, and I think what I am remembering (along with maybe some other, later scenes where she checks in with WoL), and what many others are too, is Y'shtola's private conversation with Urianger prior to Ran'jit's arrival at Slitherbough, a conversation the WoL overhears. In that voiced scene, Y'shtola is trying to get answers from Urianger, who is stone silent on the matter. Then Plot Happens, and we end up racing ahead of Ran'jit to get to the Lightwarden.

It's immediately after slaying the Lightwarden in Qitana Ravel, on return to Slitherbough, this conversation happens. You turn in the previous quest to Runar, and then accept this quest from Y'shtola, who takes the WoL into her chamber to privately discuss exactly what she sees going on, and asks the WoL to let her know if anything weird happens that may be due to this absorbed Light aether.

And on return to the Crystarium, and quest turnin at the Pendants, WoL examines themselves and talks the corruption over with Ardbert, though he's at a loss as to how he might help.

Y'shtola didn't say anything right away--because she was trying to get answers first. But after watching WoL with the Lightwarden, she can't wait anymore, or delay due to Urianger's silence. We go to Rak'tika knowing Y'shtola was suspicious of the Exarch and his plots, and she knows Urianger is involved somehow--and when she must, she brings it to the WoL's attention out of concern. While she trusts Urianger at least, she's undoubtedly worried about WoL's welfare.

We don't get to see the Scions' conversations as they left Mt Gulg and however long it took for WoL to wake up after; we do know they were all desperately scouring the realm for ways to help WoL. I'd like to know the arguments and remonstrations and pleas for calm that happened in the wake of the mountain's events.

#final fantasy xiv #Shadowbringers #Y'shtola Rhul #Warrior of Light #Scions of the Seventh Dawn #cutscenes #aether corruption

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booknerd693 · 5 days

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What our Almighty Lord Satan creates is far superior to any others, any god who attempts to surpass or dominate ABYSS will eventually meet their end. SATAN is the head of AZERATE, and SATAN is embodiment of ABYSS. All that exists and ever will exist is within the Infinite realms of Almighty Lord Satan. Even that which was stolen, by the false putrid trinity of the nazarene cunts. The xristcunts worship a rogue Demonic God, one who falsely puts itself above our Almighty Lord God Satan, one who will soon be devoured entirely by the approaching Darkness.

Even now as we speak, as we pray to Lord Satan and carry out his work here on earth as his Demon Children in the flesh, and through spiritual works of warfare against Satans enemies, the xristcunts beg and plead for their lives as their neighboring abrahamic filth execute them en mass. From Palestine to Israel, the filth of abrahams descendants fill their own rivers with the blood of each other, fools doing Satan's work in disguise, enemies of our Almighty Lord slaying one another. There is no rapture for them. There is no heaven.

AVE HVHI SATHANAS

AGIOS O SATANAS

ZAZAS ZAZAS NASATANADA ZAZA

TASA REME LARIS SATAN

And in this remember who will always be there for you. Hold his name dearly in your heart when you wake up, throughout the day, and when you go to bed. Teach your children of the Great Wonders of Lord Satan. Infiltrate churches, mosques, and synagogues, rupture the enemy from within and transform all who cast out our Lord Satan into the red carpet of which they tread.

#hail satan #satan #666 satan #satanism #theistic satanism #satanic #occult #satan is real #hail thyself #atheistic satanism #traditional satanism #theistic luciferianism #sinful thoughts #satanist #satan has won #devil worship #demonic #diabolism #anti christianity

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cattyanon · 2 months

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Okay okay okay so I've just been thinking about how a Slay the Princess Sonadow AU would work considering I wanted to go for Sonic taking the place of the Princess and, well, you know how the Princess gets when you commit certain actions... So I was thinking what if he was 'possessed' by Fleetway? And that's also why he was locked away?

Taking some loose Sonic Underground inspiration for characters I'm thinking the backstory is as follows: Aleena has triplets but as Sonic grows up she senses a very suspicious heavy presence inside him that's leaning towards the demonic being side. So she calls upon the best priests but to no avail. It doesn't help that Fleetway (who although perceived as a demon is really just a defense mechanism taken extreme form) takes it as a threat and lashes out, injuring several people before he transforms back into just Sonic. Then they try doing it with Sonic locked up (Sonic is horrified by what he's done and complies with this, plus he's very young here so he's just obeying his mother) and despite actually being able to finish praying this time it doesn't work. Scared and confused, Aleena doesn't release him afterwards. Instead she says that she's going to find a cure for him but until then he was going to be locked away. Both Sonic and Fleetway were very unhappy with this in different ways but they were young and weak so they couldn't do anything.

Unfortunately, Sonic ends up staying down there for years. He has no idea what's been going on above ground but one day somebody comes down with a sword and attempts to slay him. In the end the person is heavily injured and despite hitting Sonic straight on it doesn't do anything. The sword didn't get very far and the wound closed up not long after. This happens lots of times but with different people. With almost every new person that attempts to kill him the sword manages to plunge deeper but none are actually able to- all ending up injured in one way or another.

Why not just send a bunch of people down? Well Aleena has her reasons. She still hopes to cure him but at this point is taking extreme measures.

Then que Shadow... He's escorted to the dungeon and is told that Sonic is near the end to left. They close the door behind him just in case and so he goes and actually manages to slay Sonic, but not before being killed by Fleetway in a last ditch effort at revenge.

And then he wakes back up right as the door clicks shut behind him.

He's confused, obviously. Hadn't he died? Cautiously he makes his way to the cell and is greeted by a half transformed Sonic. He looks less like the predator he had previously perceived him as and more like a scared cornered animal. After a bit of talking instead of just straight up killing him, Shadow manages to get a grasp on the situation from Sonic's end and feels bad. Although still a bit nervous about it, he frees Sonic and the two nervously make their way back up.

But the moment Shadow is seen with Sonic out of his cell they attack the both of them despite Shadow having tried to explain the situation. They both end up seriously injured and Shadow succumbs to his injuries.

Then Shadow wakes back up at the entrance to the dungeon...

#Aleena has good intentions but *very* bad execution #sonic #sonic au #slay the princess #eventual sonadow #sonic the hedgehog #shadow the hedgehog #why yes i DID leave it at a cliffhanger >:)#Slay the prince Sonic AU

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HANA THIS FANART JUST AMPLIFIED MY OLDER BROTHER SILVER BRAINROT little malleus bewildered face looking like he just cried as silver comfortingly hugshim😭😭😭 KKXJAKFJAOFJW i hope this artist knows how much this made my YEAR 😭😭

also bcs im a sucker for silver/or any other diasomnia fam/but ESPECIALLY SILVER to never look at malleus as a villain even after/during overblot😭 thats why i dont really buy the theories that "silver is the only one who'll defeat malleus" or smth.... 😆 (like it makes sense... but auuiwisi im being an apologist here but it makes me sad seeing malleus being antagonized...

Cuz cuz thats really the opposite of Lilias wish: that faes and humans would get along, if they give a chance to listen and communicate w each other (not by defeating one another but i know malleus deserves it😆😆)

thats why im praying that malleus overblot is just dialogue options or something 😆😆(i want to cry bcs of the story not bcs of another "book 6 situation" where i cant pass battle cuz hes too strong lol PLEASE)

[Big Brother Silver AU created by @rayroseu; Inspired Big Brother Silver Fanfic by me]

AHHHH LIAN THIS IS SO CUTE AND MY HEART MY HEART 💞💞 Big Brother Silver AU my beloved ahhhhh 💚💚

The way he holds him 🥹 baby Malleus face. He’s so surprised but the way his tail curls around him ahhhhhh

I want this to happen. For Silver to find an isolated Malleus in the OB world, and just hug this baby dragon who has been isolated his entire life. Who just wanted to be loved and accepted and Silver gave him that 🥹🥹💞💞 Silver returning all the love that Malleus gave him.

Silver has never thought of Malleus as the villain just someone that needs to be returned to normal. Not once has he ever called him a villain and that’s what’s makes me so soft. He just wants Malleus and Lilia back to the way they were.

I know people say that because of the sword and the dragon from the Sleeping Beauty movie, Silver will slay Malleus, but I don’t think it will happen that way.

Yes, we will still battle the OB, but given the message the movies give about “love”, I think that’s what will bring him back.

(Though I wonder after how much pain will these two go through before they can heal. After all, they both have “betrayal” lines)

But all in all, I think Silver will help him someway through love. Maybe true love kiss? If not him, then Lilia. Because they all love each other so much, so I can see a collective true love waking them up.

And I think it’s them communicating that love that will bring him back, after all, Lilia taught them love and peace and what better way than to use those lessons now 🥹💚

I feel like with the way Malleus is, they might just change the whole battle system for him alone 😂 or maybe we can wake him up with Lilia’s food. I really hope that either way, MC plays a role in bringing him back 🙏🙏 Please, give me my crumbs.

#answered #🌺Lian🌺#malleus draconia #twst silver #big brother silver au #twst book 7 #silver vanrouge

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*you (Somehow) kill Veronia and escape to the outside world

*you're soon brought to a nearby kingdom, news of what you've done gets around

*you're hailed as a hero, a dragon slayer, basically become a celebrity for what it's worth

*months later you're staring at the ceiling, unable to sleep, you feel like something is wrong, very very wrong.

*you start to smell smoke, and you hear the flapping of wings in the distance, getting closer, and closer, followed by a very familiar roar

"Oh shit."

-girlfailure anon

♡ You Kill Veronia But She Comes Back ♡

(I've basically decided it's canon that after slaying a dragon you get a mark on your body just because I really think it would torture Elisha anyways Elisha's look like the stigmata however I decided reader's will be in their eyes. This got very off track but I loved writing a lot and I like the direction it took.)

♡ You kept your head low, never looking back, never trying to call attention to yourself or the marking that appeared in your eyes the moment you hit her with the warhammer, you really hadn't expected it to work, sure it was a dragon slaying warhammer however she wasn't average and beyond that you didn't really want it to work, sure you felt as though you had to try to escape her once but you really thought it would just be one earnest attempt and then she'd laugh angrily and force you to cuddle for weeks and you'd be able to give in knowing you'd at least done everything you could. ♡

♡ You hated going to markets, no one had recognized the symbol in your eye but soon they would and you wouldn't be allowed to return to her cave anymore, why would you want to return to the monsters den, they wouldn't understand how you slept there hoping Veronia's body would somehow rise again, like she was just hibernating except you'd checked her pulse and every herb you bought from the market that was supposed to heal mystical beast failed. ♡

You made a mistake, the merchant had seen your eyes, had seen the mark and had clearly recognized there was a hero in their mix. You darted down an alley but it wouldn't be long before they closed in on you, before you lost your freedom, would be forbidden from sleeping next to the grave site of your former lover ever again. You prayed Veronia would rise from her grave sensing your distress and take you back and then you'd never have to make another stupid market trip again, she would provide for you again and you'd throw yourself at her feet in apology. For now however you could only sit in the alley as the villagers continued to search for their hero.

♡ You can picture her grave in your dreams, you wake up sticking your hand out towards it and the maids around you jump, they say the hero went crazy after the torment the dragon put them through in the epic battle, they don't know her but it's hard to brush aside the comments. The crazy rumors don't bother you, you are going crazy, they ripped you away from the grave you needed to tend to desperately, they robbed you of the chance to be there when your Vero returned, there was no way she was dead, it just couldn't happen. If she were truly dead you wouldn't be here but if you're being honest with yourself you might as well be dead being so far from her. ♡

♡ You've gotten better at pretending to be what they want you to be at galas, you'll never escape and be able to flee to her grave if they think you're crazy, you need to be strong for her sake but it feels difficult when they ask about the claws you wear around your neck, a presumed trophy from your legendary kill, they'll never know it's a cherish token from a lover you've lost. They don't need to know, only you and her need to know the truth, too bad she isn't here to share in your secret. ♡

He reaches for the claws around your neck marvelling at them before jumping in surprise when you shove him down and away from you. For all the harm this has caused, you've learned to defend yourself in Veronia's absence, though you're constantly reminded you're not as strong as she was, if she were here this bastard would have been pushed into the marble flooring. If she were here she'd burn them all and you could dance together on their ashes.

"I'm sorry miss hero, I was just wondering if you might sell one of them, they would be a precious commodity-" He whimpers and pisses his pants as you unsheathe your sword, the same eyes he was just praising for being a beacon of peace boring into him as if you wanted to slice him into a million tiny pieces, that would only remind you that you can't cut as precise as her and thus you put your sword back, deciding to withdraw from the party, everyone chattering about how intense the fight must have been in order to cause this.

♡ You try not to remember her name anymore, everyone knows herr as the evil dragon, when you say her name they immediately forget anything you said and thus it's pointless to correct them on her being an evil dragon. You call her V if you must ever refer to her out loud, you never let them know V refers to the dragon they all praise you for slaughtering, you tell them V was your lover, you tell them you couldn't save her, it's true you couldn't save her from your own stupid cruelty. ♡

♡ You have one friend, they don't really understand but it helps the pain of knowing your lover will never return, even if she came back you know she would not come for you, not for someone who betrayed her when her back was turned with something she'd brought for you simply because it looked pretty trusting you to never use it for it's intended purpose, someone backed away as she wheezed, who left as she drew her last breaths for you to stay by her side, someone who didn't stay and tend her grave. ♡

"V was stronger than me, she should still be alive, I'm the one who should have died in that cave." You friend pats you on the back, it doesn't help any, you wish she had been unaffected by the hammer, you wish instead of ignoring you and refusing to return to life despite your pleas she would have returned and killed you with her bare hands for your betrayal. You wait for her to kill you as you sleep and are at your most vulnerable, she never does. She haunts your dreams pleading for you to return to her cave, the one she made perfect for you, you never do.

Your friend will never understand.

♡ You are alone, you snapped at your friend when they called her the evil dragon, they couldn't understand why you were defending a creature who killed your dearest lover, you wish they would die, they don't know better. Everyone calls for your beloved lovers gravesite to be found and destroyed so you can finally recover from the pain haunting you, you decide they should all die and they do. ♡

♡ You wander the woods hoping you'll know which direction is your lovers grave, you're drawing near you can tell based on how loudly your head pounds as you draw near, your heart racing to finally be so close again and you allow yourself to lay down and rest knowing you will be reunited with her soon. You pray she forgives you for leaving her for half a year. ♡

The smell of her smoke brings tears to your eyes in your sleep, you think she has finally come to kill you for leaving, she hasn't. You open your eyes to her covering you in one of your old favorite furs, she looks terrible having been dead for a year, you don't care as you kiss her and plead with her to never scare you like this again.

"I take it you didn't enjoy your little break then." She teases and you sob as you finally get to see her smile again, the same small smile of forgiveness she gave you when she died clutching your ankle.

♡ For the first time in a year you feel alive. ♡

#yandere oc #yandere lesbian #yandere x reader #yandere x y/n #yandere asks #yandere scenarios #my oc veronia #yandere dragon #girlfailure anon

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