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neoarchipelago · 1 year

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And they were Roommates (part 12)

A/N: No comment. Send tips i need therapy.

WARNINGS: SMUT?! 18+ GROWN ASS SHIT? DIRTY TALK? SEX? FILTH? JUST PURE FILTH

It took probably a minute for the realization to set in. When it did, you stood up heading towards the hallway before being stopped by Price.

"Hey hey hey, where are you going?" He asked.

"I'm going to tell him and ask him if he's alright." You said with a frown, as it was obvious to you.

"Nope."

You frowned even more.

"We suspected it was." Gaz started.

"A sex drug." Soap added with a grin.

"We needed to make sure it was because it might have been dangerous but he's fine." Price finished.

"Alright, but why can't I go see him?" You asked, now crossing your arms.

"The lieutenant asked to keep you away…" Konig finally said.

You rolled your eyes. You started to walk again just to be stopped again.

"I know you're worried about him. But he's fine, he's home. The boys are going to stay to make sure he's fine." Price tried again.

You were starting to feel annoyed. You wanted to go see your boyfriend! Price sent you a look that left no discussion. You bit your lip turning your back on him, clearly pouting. He excused himself before leaving, now remaining with the boys.

"Come on, cheer up! We're all home." Soap tried dropping his hands on your shoulders.

"You're here to babysit me and keep me away from his door." You said with a glare.

Word of affirmation came from the three men, making you groan and head to the kitchen counter.

Time passed exactly like you had expected. After a good hour you were no longer the boy's priority as they played on the PS5. You had managed to sneak past them and walk up the stairs. They were underestimating you if they thought they could keep you away from him. You turned into another hallway at the top of the stairs and headed for his door. Unfortunately a large arm wrapped around your waist picking you up like you were made of feathers. You did your best not to yelp, glancing behind you.

"Konig!" You whispered-yelled.

"I'm sorry! You can't! The captain-" he whispered-yelled as well.

You tried to wiggle away but that big bear of a man wouldn't let go.

"Konig please! I need to see him…" you tried in a sad voice.

It wasn't fair. You were using his sensitive side to get what you want. You could see in his eyes. It was working.

"Sparrow… the lieutenant said no…" he tried again.

"Please… I need to see him… Just pretend you never saw me…" you whined.

He put you down slowly but kept a hand around your arm. You didn't move. Running away would be pointless and would ruin your little bargain. He kept his eyes on you until he sighed, letting go of your arm. You jumped, hugging him.

"Thank you thank you!"

You could hear him giggle. He pointed to the door and walked you to it. You were confused until he explained in a very low whisper.

"He's not going to open if he knows it's you…"

You nodded, finally understanding. God, you were so glad for this man. You made sure to buy him the latest Sims game with all the packs. You knew he loved it.

He knocked on the door.

"Lieutenant. It's Konig. I got something for you."

After that he quickly walked away. You watched as he left, listening to the sound of footsteps behind the closed door. The door swung open. Your eyes met his and he immediately froze.

"If you close the door… I'll be angry." You warned.

You could see his hand on the door frame. His knuckles turned white at the pressure.

"What are you doing? Where are the boys?" He asked.

His voice was deeper. Darker. You were so familiar with this, you've already heard it. And everytime something amazingly hot happened.

"I came to check on you. The boys are downstairs." You said confidently.

He chuckled darkly as he noticed it.

"Well. I'm good as you can see. So hop off little bunny." He warned.

"Let me in." You asked.

"Absolutely not." He grunted.

You frowned. You had to find a way to get in. You needed to be there for him. You wanted to be there for him.

"Why not?" You asked innocently.

You knew he liked it. You knew he loved to see you act innocently, he had said it once. It made him want to ruin you.

"Bunny. Not now." He warned again.

"Why?" You batted your lashes.

"The drug is still active."

"And?"

"Bunny…" he growled.

"Hmm?" You hummed as you stepped closer to the door.

"Go." He ordered.

You pouted. He was being stubborn. But so were you. Something inside you made you want to go inside. That little voice in the back of your head kept pushing you to stay with him the whole time. Perhaps it was the need to make sure he was ok. Perhaps it was the thrill of being in the same room as him when you knew he was horny. It was awful. Horrible. But you thought it might be interesting to rile him up in this state.

"Simon… please" you whined.

"No. Go back to the boys." He said firmly.

And then the idea spawned like a flash.

"You're right… I should go check if no one else was touched by the drug." You started as you turned around. "They may need some assistance." You finished.

You were roughly pulled inside. The door was slammed and you were pressed against it. The sound must have alerted the men downstairs. You had therefore very little time to convince him.

"Do you really think this is a good idea?" He scolded. For a little second you thought you might have really fucked up.

"I just want to stay with you… I'm worried Simon please!" You whined.

"Fuck… stop whining." He grunted.

You extended your hand to his chest, his muscles flexing under your touch. His hand wrapped around your wrist in a flash.

"Bunny… please don't do this to me."

"Do what?"

"We talked about this. Taking things slow."

"I know. We are. Let me just stay with you." You whispered.

The sound of footsteps running up the stairs only made the tension grow. You looked at him straight in the eyes.

"Please… let me stay…" you begged.

He took a deep breath, eyes glued to you.

"LT?!" Soap called.

The air was tense in between the both of you. He wanted you to stay. You could see it in his eyes.

"Yes." He answered.

"Is… she?" Gaz asked.

"Obviously." He hissed.

Silence fell for a few seconds. The staring match in between the both of you seemed to drive him mad as his breath quickened.

"Do you want us to take her-"

"NO."

The roar made you jump. You didn't know if it was the offer of making you leave that got him angry, or the poor choice of words used… 'take her'.

The boys awkwardly agreed before leaving. He was letting you stay. You wanted to jump but you tried to contain your happiness. He took a step forward, eyes never leaving yours.

"Behave bunny." He warned one last time before letting go of your wrist and turning around.

He walked to the small sofa not too far from the bed and sat down, head falling back, eyes closed, muscles clearly flexing and breath quickening. You noticed how dark the room was, the curtains were drawn and night had fallen. You could still perfectly see the bulge in his pants from where you stood.

"Don't stare bunny."

How? He had his eyes closed! You bit your lip. You only noticed now that he wasn't wearing his mask.

"Why… don't you help yourself?" You asked, blushing. He groaned.

"I tried."

"And?"

He raised his head again, planting his eyes into yours.

"I can't cum."

A wave of heat rushed through you. His voice made your ears ring, fuck. It must be a torture. You wanted to help him. You really… wanted… to help him.

"Get that thought off your head."

You blinked.

"W-what?"

"Don't try anything, little one."

You rolled your eyes and looked away. You couldn't keep your eyes away however so you looked back at him. He had resumed his position, head thrown back. His fists kept clenching and releasing air. You wanted to help him. Fuck you wanted to get on your knees and relieve him.

You took a few steps forwards as he raised his head to look at you and follow your every movement. You say on his bed, not too far from him.

"How are you feeling?" You tried.

"Warm. Horny." He let out.

You smirked and he rolled his eyes.

"Why aren't you wearing your mask?" You asked, trying to think about anything else but the prominent bulge twitching in his sweatpants.

"There was blue powder all over it. Took it off." He answered in a groan.

You bit your lip. You couldn't stay there, not helping.

"Simon-"

"No."

You frowned.

"How?"

"Baby I can read you so well." He grunted.

You blushed. He made you warm just by his words. You stood up slowly as he opened his eyes again watching your every move. You remained where you were.

"I can help…" you proposed.

"Y/N. We talked about this."

"I know… but this is unexpected, and I want to… help you relieve yourself."

He frowned, swallowing hard.

"You want this to be our first time together? Not me."

You understood his point of view. Sure it wasn't the romantic, love making evening that you had pictured as a first time but… fuck he looked appetizing. And something about him going feral with you made you want to drop to your knees right away. Your head kept running over what you could say to convince him. And it showed up. You jumped in your little spot, gaining his attention.

"Where's your spare mask?"

He frowned but pointed towards the closet. You walked to it, opening it and searching for it. When you found it you turned around looking at him with a wide smile. He still looked confused, but you walked to him, fast enough for him to straighten himself in his seat. You stood in front of him, mask in hands, beckoning him to come closer so you could pass over his head.

He very slowly brought his face closer to you as you slipped his mask on.

"So… let's pretend, this isn't our first time."

"What?"

He straightened the fabric on his face, the movement making you bite your lip. You dropped to your knees, quickly enough that his hand grabbing your hair didn't stop your movement.

"Bunny. Fuck…. Get. Up." He growled.

You put your hands on his thighs and you looked up at him.

"Simon. Listen to me. This isn't our first time."

He sent a questioning look that you clearly recognized with just his eyes.

"This is my first time… with Ghost."

It took a second but it clicked. He chuckled darkly letting himself fall back but still holding your hair.

"You want Ghost to fuck you?" He asked in a dark voice.

"You did say… I was the only one to manage to turn him on."

You let your hands roam softly over his thighs. His hips instinctively bucked when you got a bit too close to the throb in between his legs.

"Are you sure?" He asked.

You nodded, licking your lips, his eyes noticing it.

"Ghost won't be nice. He's not going to be kind. Especially not under a fucking drug." He alerted.

You were anticipating him. Fuck you wanted it. You nodded again. He let go of your hair, smoothing it out. His hand slid over your jaw to grab your chin.

"Choose a safe word."

You blinked. He said yes? He agreed?! A safe word… hum… a safeword.

"Reaper…"

You didn't know yourself if that was a good idea but it's the only thing you thought of. It made him chuckle again.

"Reaper? You gonna call for your plush if it's too much? Alright… fair enough."

He sat himself more comfortably letting go of your chin. He looked at you, kneeled in between his legs.

"Alright little bunny. Let's see how much you can help me." He tilted his head to the side.

It's like something inside him shifted. You could see it in his eyes. The way Ghost showed up, taking over Simon.

"Go on, little one. Kiss it."

You blinked. What? You let yourself drop closer to his bulge, eyes never leaving him. You dropped a soft kiss over it, feeling him twitch. You wanted to smirk when he hissed. But right now, you knew better than that.

"Obedient. Good."

The comment made you squeeze your legs together.

"Bunny. Take it out. Come on."

Once more you obeyed, pulling his pants and boxers down with his help. You had to be honest. You knew he was big. You could feel it sometimes in the morning when he woke up next to you. But fuck. He was thick. He chuckled darkly, gaining your attention.

"Have you bitten more than you can chew?" He teased.

With a very confident look you grabbed his cock, letting your tongue lick its way from the bottom to the tip at an agonizing slow pace. Something in between a moan and a groan escaped his lips, making you feel proud. You kept playing with your tongue, making it swirl over his tip, your hands pumping him slowly.

"Mouth. Now." He ordered.

You were more than happy to oblige. You wrapped your lips around him, slowly sucking as you sunk deeper. His hands met your hair, pulling it into a ponytail and tightening it in his fist.

"That's it. Be a good girl for me."

The praise made you bop your head up and down. You found a steady pace, alternating to licking and pumping him with your hand when you needed a bit of air. The sounds he made went straight in between your legs. His grip tightened in your hair.

"Enough playing. Tap my thigh if you need." He warned.

You moaned around his cock, making his hips buck into your mouth. You put your hands on his thighs letting him fuck himself into your throat.

It took a bit of effort not to gag when he reached the back of your throat. He had fun pulling himself entirely out, watching the little line of drool connect your tongue to his tip. He chuckled darkly.

"Fuck, so pretty."

He shoved himself back in, making you moan again. He used his hand in your hair to drive your mouth the way he felt best. He let his head fall back, his hips bucking into your mouth. The tears burnt your eyes, your cheeks getting wetter by the second. His eyes fell back on you not leaving your face.

"So pathetic… you like it? I can see you squirm, are you wet already? Just by sucking me?"

You blushed, you wondered if that was even possible. He cursed again, his pace quickening. You had to dig your nails into his sweatpants, bracing yourself for his tip at the back of your throat.

"Fuck" he let out in a groan and chuckle. "You're gonna make me cum baby.."

The heat his words sent pulling to your stomach was insane. His pace got impossibly fast, the tears falling down your cheeks.

"So pretty… so, damn, pretty."

You closed your eyes, moaning at his praises.

"Open your eyes. Look at me." He ordered.

You complied, that sight of him over you, looking down at you as he kept using your mouth made you squeeze your thighs together.

"I'm gonna cum baby…"

Fuck… you never thought hearing him say it could make your head spin like this. You braved yourself to feel his cum down your throat but he had other plans.

"No, not inside, let me cum over your face."

You moaned in agreement. He bucked his hips again a few more times before pulling your head back, thick spurs of cum falling on your face as you closed your eyes.

"Shitshitshhit…Ah…Fucking finally" he groaned loudly, his moan mixing with his curses.

You took deep breaths and you opened your eyes. You felt his gaze immediately, making you shiver.

"Shit. You look amazing like that. You Gon let me take a picture?"

You blushed again but nodded, still trying to catch your breath. He grabbed his phone on the small table next to him and pointed it at you. His other hand grabbed your chin, his thumb over your lips.

"Open."

You did. His thumb touching your tongue. THe flash flickered, the tears in your eyes making it impossible not to close them.

"Good girl."

His cock twitched again. He hadn't softened at all and you were aching for him to touch you. He threw his phone on the bed, his attention fully on you again.

"Let's get serious now."

He took off his t-shirt using it to wipe his seed off your face.

"Get up baby."

He threw the shirt to the ground, helping you stand in front of him. He pulled at your shirt, getting annoyed when it wouldn't cooperate. He grabbed something else from under the table this time, the light reflecting on it before he slashed through the fabric. You gasped.

"Simon! I liked that-"

His gaze met yours, making you quiet down immediately.

"Who?"

Shit.

"Hum… G-Ghost" you tried.

"Again."

"Ghost."

"Entirely."

"Lieutenant Ghost." You blushed.

"Good. Forget it again and I'll burn it into your brain."

You bit your lip nodding. You eyed the knife worriedly.

"Breath. I won't hurt you."

Your leggins found the same fate as the air against your skin made it prickle with goosebumps.

He stood up, planting the knife straight into the wood of the table. He towered over you, reaching for his mask to lift it up to his nose before capturing your lips in his. His hands roamed your body very softly, a softness that was unfamiliar from Ghost. One of his hands reached the back of your bra unclasping it. It fell to the floor, but you were too busy drowning in his kiss to even care. He pulled you closer with his hard cock against your stomach. You reached for it, pumping him a few times, earning a little bite on your lower lip.

His lips left yours to attack your neck, bites and licks promising various marks for later on. It made you shiver and whimper each time, the roughness you were used to from Ghost coming back. He separated, grabbing your hand to take it away from him and turned you around. Your back flushed against him, his cock over your ass. You moaned wanting to grind back against him.

His hands touched your skin, making sure to not leave a single inch out. Finally he cupped your breast, your breath hitching at the sensation.

"You're so perfect, fuck look at you."

His fingers were quick to find your nipples and you played with them, rolling them softly and pinching. You moaned, letting yourself fall back onto him. You could feel his lack of patience. His left hand traveled south cupping you over your panties making you buck against his cock. He chuckled against your ear, letting his finger rub your through the fabric.

"Already wet for me…" he growled against your ear.

You nodded, biting your lip. His fingers were rough, torturing, you could feel his heart beating so fast in his chest, remembering he was still under the effect of the drug.

"I'm sorry baby, I have to have you… I can't hold back anymore…"

It made you smirk, hearing him say it made you moan in anticipation.

He had somehow taken off the rest of his clothes at some point and he wrapped his arm around your waist picking you up effortlessly, making you giggle in the process as he walked to the bed. He dropped you to your feet in front of it.

"Come on, lay down, on your back."

Once more you obeyed without discussion. You told yourself you'd be a brat another time.

The sight was amazing. You felt so lucky to have him. He lowered himself, grabbing your hips and pulling you to the edge of the bed. He knelt down, approaching his face dangerously close to your cunt. He made sure to bite your inner thigh, making you yelp.

"This is just a little glimpse of what you'll get, once… I'll be more in control."

You wanted to question him but his tongue through your folds made you moan out loud.

He chuckled.

"Oh… what was that? Do it again baby"

Another long lick at your clit made you moan again as he hummed against you. It was a distraction, because now he wanted it. He needed it. His tongue worked its way up and down, sucking and licking at your sensitive little point. You couldn't help yourself, the moans escaping your lips were stronger than you.

"Ah-h… G-Ghost…"

His grip on your thighs harden, you'd be bruised later on. You tried to arch your back but his hands switched to your hips, holding you in place.

"L-lieuten-ant!"

He froze. Shit. Was it bad? You shouldn't have?

He got up, this time grabbing you and throwing you higher on the bed. You yelped, watching him kneel on the bed before setting himself on top of you.

"That… fuck…" he cursed.

He was out of breath, a small layer of sweat covered his skin.

"A-are you alright?" You asked, concern coating your voice.

"I'm fucking burning. I need to fuck you."

He positioned himself in between your legs, letting the tip of his cock rub against your clit. You had a mix of worry because of his size, of pleasure from the way he rubbed your clit with it and somewhere amongst the fog of your brain you had a glimpse of something about needing a condom that was very quickly lost by his tip at your entrance.

"Safeword ?" He asked.

"R-reaper…"

He grinned before pulling back his mask down, pushing his hips into your slowly. The stretch burnt, but fuck it burnt good. He bottomed out, throwing his head back.

"Shit.."

He slivered his arms under your knees, grabbing your waist.

"I'm sorry… you're gonna have to take it."

He pulled out before slamming right back into you. You gasped. Fuck, you didn't have much time to get used to his size, but he still felt so good, making you feel so full.

"I.. fuck… I need to ruin you… shit"

He slammed again his hips into yours, starting out a slow, steady yet deep rhythm. You moaned each time, the more you got used to it the more you felt yourself burn for him. You could see he was restraining himself, the more he let go of his will to fight the drug the more he slammed into you. He was fixed at the sight of his cock burying himself into you.

"G-Ghost!" You moaned, gaining his attention.

"L-let… go!"

He frowned under the mask at your offer.

"Plea-se… lieut-enant…"

He liked it. You, moaning his rank. Shit shit shit. You'd remember that. His pace quickened, this time his eyes staring right into your soul.

"Fuck… you sound amazing"

You wanted to blush, if your face didn't feel so hot already. His thrusts made your eyes roll back, he managed to hit your sensitive spot each time.

"And you… feel… heavenly." He growled.

You were finding it hard to keep your voice at an acceptable volume, your high building itself faster than it ever did. He looked down at you with a chuckle that made you shiver.

"You gonna cum already bunny? I can… feel you… clenching around me."

He kept his thrusts exactly the way it made you moan a little louder, his cock pumping in and out of you, reaching deep inside you. He groaned again, his head falling back.

"Fuck… I'm… I can't handle this. Fucking drug-"

He kept pounding you, the knot deep in your stomach threatening to break.

"Cum bunny." He ordered.

You whined in between moans, his gaze falling back to you. You didn't think his eyes would be able to make you feel this heat, this feeling. His eye contact was exactly what you needed to let yourself tip over the edge. That, and…

"Cum."

Your mouth fell open at his order, the waves of pleasure crashing over you as his own thrusts quickened. He groaned right after you as he pulsed deep inside you. Fuck. It felt amazing. You were out of breath. But he twitched inside you again, not softening for a second.

"More.."

You blinked, w-what? He grabbed you, making you spin around, your dizzy mind barely understanding. You braved yourself on all four. He had managed to stay deep inside you even like that. He pulled out again, you moaned, your sensitiveness making you twitch. He slammed right back into you, making you cry out.

"W-wait!"

He resumed his pace, his hips thrusting into you. The more you fucked, the less he had control.

"So good… you feel so. FUCKING. Good."

You moaned again. His pace was much more erratic this time, the bed shaking. His hand came to wrap around your throat, pulling you up against him, his other arm securing your waist. You whined again, the new position making you shake a bit.

"Good girl. Good fucking girl." He hissed against your ear, making you clench on his cock again.

You almost couldn't believe it, your second orgasm building up again deep inside you. You fucked back against him, making him tighten his grip on your neck, the lack of air making your cheeks tingle. What was that sound… Was it you? Shit who cared.

"Baby… cum again… come on… cum with me"

It was all you needed to explode again. This time you saw stars, he made sure to bury himself deep inside you as he came again. The warmth inside you and his praises in your ear made your orgasm only more intense.

You were both out of breath, he had let go of your neck, both his arms holding you against him.

"God.. good girl… so good bunny…"

You whined again. You felt a mix of his cum and your juices dripping down your thighs. You wanted to say something, something about a fucking condom, but he beat you to it.

"You need to see it."

Your brows furrowed a bit. What… Did he mean? He thrust again inside you, a warning that he was far from done. You whined.

"Lieutenant..!"

He stopped, not moving an inch.

"Do you want to use your safeword…?"

You thought for a minute, no… you could take it, fuck you wanted to take it. He was on the drug but shit, he didn't realize you were the one addicted here. You shook your head.

"Good. Reach back. Arms around my neck. Hold tight."

He slipped out of you, the sensation making you whine. You obeyed anyhow. You yelped when he slipped his arms under your knees lifting you up. He stood from the bed, walking to the mirror. You shook your head when you reached it, the sight almost pornographic. He stood behind you as he held you up against him, legs wide open. You could see his cum dripping out of you, his cock twitching against your ass.

"Damn.. so good. Look at you, my cum dripping out of you, my tags around your neck…"

You only noticed them now. You were still wearing them. You bit your lip, closing your eyes.

"Feeling shy? Look. At me."

You shook your head.

"Bunny. Eyes. On. Me."

You opened them, looking back into the mirror.

"You're gonna pay for disobeying me. Shove my cock back inside."

You blinked.

"B..but… my arms?"

"I'm holding you. You're not going anywhere."

You bit your lip, slowly letting one of your arms fall from his neck, you reached down feeling the tip of his cock against your fingertips.

"Shit.."

He was just as sensitive as you, you could see it in the mirror, the way his tip had reddened. You brought it to your entrance and he trusts back into you, making you whine.

You wrapped again your arms around his neck, trying to hold yourself up against his restless pace.

"Look into the mirror."

You felt shy yes. But fuck did it send hot wave through you watching him balls deep inside you as he groaned against your ear. The dog tags jumped on your stomach, your breast bouncing with each thrusts, his muscles flexing under his movements.

"I-I… I can't!"

You were too sensitive, too out of breath. Each thrusts kept rubbing against your G spot, another orgasm rising.

"Yes. YES. You can."

You had long lost the fight against your moans, you were loud, probably too loud.

"I'm… GHOST!"

You threw your head back, a cry leaving your lips, ears ringing when another orgasm hit you.

"Fuck. The way… you clench, shit, I'm-" He hissed.

He moaned loudly, his cock twitching as he spilled again inside you. The way he kept thrusting even through your orgasms made his seed pool at the base of his cock.

"Im.. loud…t-too… loud…" you tried.

"Fuck that." He chuckled again.

He pulled out, cum dripping to the floor again. He walked you to his door, putting you down there and helped you stay up.

"Hands against the door. Let's give them a show."

You opened your mouth, eyes widening but a moan came out as he thrust his still hard dick right back in. You felt dizzy, your head spinning. You were unsure you could take more. His hips slamming into you, his groans and the sound of skin slapping mixing with your own shaky voice.

"Can't! C-cant!"

"S-safeword?" He moaned in your ear.

You answered with a moan again, not able to form an answer. His fist slammed against the door above you as he forced himself to stop, letting you catch your breath.

"Bunny. Need you awake."

You shook, legs ready to give in. His arm wrapped around your stomach, holding you up.

"Bunny." His voice was firmer.

You moaned in answer, telling him he had your attention.

"Safeword? If you need to. Say it." He warned.

He was struggling to hold back, his own hips bucking into you a bit when you clenched around him from the sensitiveness.

"Fucking hell. I need it. An. Answer."

You tried to gather your thoughts. Could you take more? You wanted to, you wanted to be his good girl. You could hear it in his voice, in his hisses how deep he was in his high. Fuck you wanted to keep going. You were unsure your body would follow.

"Y/N-"

"No… n-no safeword…"

He let out a shaky breath as he started moving again, slower this time. You were thankfully for it, but you couldn't stop the moans leaving your lips.

"More… fuck I… need more baby…" he grunted.

His pace got faster again, the door shaking underneath your hands and his fist. They'd hear it. Fuck if they didn't hear it until now, which was highly unlikely, they HAD to hear this.

Tears pricked at your eyes, another orgasm building up, this time the burnt was almost aching you.

"Cum..gon..cum.." you mumbled in between moans.

He chuckled, pounding into you again restlessly, chasing his own high again.

You cried out this time your legs giving out, you were thankful for the muscle of a man torturing you with his cock as he caught you. You didn't know if he did so just to pound into you more.

"Ever-y time… you get.. so.. tight" he hissed through gritted teeth.

He cursed again, his dick throbbing inside you. You felt his cum fill you up again if it was even possible.

"Good girl… my bunny.. fuck.."

He slipped out again, picking you up and placing you on the bed as gently as he could in his state. He kneeled in between your legs, wiping a tear off your cheek.

"One more."

You shook your head, this was too much way too much. You never came this much before you couldn't.

"One last one. The high is fading."

You couldn't speak anymore. You wanted to be his good girl. You wanted to take it.

"Nod if you can take it."

And you did. Shit. If you died, this was the best fucking way to die. Fucked into oblivion. He slapped his tip against your sensitive bud making you squirm underneath him. He slowly, agonizing slow, thrust back inside inch by inch. Through the tears you could see his eyes, as he obsessively watched his dick enter your sensitive pussy. He was lost, completely feral, Ghost owning you completely. His eyes flickered to yours.

"You can take it."

It wasn't a question. It was something in between an order and a fact. He was slow this time, his thrusts long and deep, his eyes never leaving yours.

"You're mine."

"Mmyours…"

He chuckled.

"Look at you, fucked out, can't even speak."

You moaned, you were too sensitive, it was too much, you couldn't hold back the tears.

"You. Belong. To. Me."

He made sure to punctuate every word with a thrust. He grabbed the dog tags, tangling his fingers in them as wrapped his hand around your neck. He didn't squeeze. He simply rested there. You felt sore, sensitive, your body overwhelmed, your mind mush. All you could hear was his mix or praises and dirty talk as he fucked himself into you again.

"My bunny.. my sweet girl"

You moaned out loud again. Back arching, your own hands wrapping around his wrist.

"You're so full of my cum baby…"

And you remembered. Throughout the haze and the pleasure.

"No… c-..condom.."

He thrust even deeper.

"Shit… fuck, you're right."

You had meant it as a warning, as a revelation to him, but somehow he went nuts.

"Gonna fill you up again…"

You whined. He was too lost to care, fuck, he was so lost that he was letting himself enjoy that fact, without a single thought about the consequences.

You felt the tension build up again, your cheeks burning and tingling as your vision blurred.

"L-lieuten-ant.."

"Shit..love it when you moan my rank.. again."

He made sure to hit that sweet spot inside you to help you moan it out.

"L..fuck.. lieu…tenant!"

He slammed himself deep again. You were so close to breaking again, but you also knew you were too close to the end.

"I… can't! I..pass..out"

He chuckled, his thumb reaching to soothe your lips.

"You scared?"

A bit. If you wanted to be honest. But shit it was thrilling.

"I got you. I'm right here, you can let go." He growled.

And you knew you could. Whatever happened you knew he was there.

"Go on baby… let go, I'm gonna cum with you"

You could feel yourself reaching it, your ears ringing tears falling down your cheeks, Vision blackening as it finally hit. You felt your throat burn, probably from your voice but your ears didn't work. The last thing you felt was his hips bucking into you as he spilled himself deep in you one last time.

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deanoheartspie · 1 year

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SOMETHING RED 4

Pairings: Reader x Soldier Boy (Ben)

Warnings: fluff, angst.

Summary: you knew soldier boy since you were young until the man had gotten tested he had become a whole different person. So when he comes back after Crimson and other supes send him away, it makes him angry

A/n: Sorry for the late update!

“Why do I have to wear a suit?” you ask with a frown, picking at the tight gold and white super suit and tugging it off your ass when you hear a low won't whistle. You didn't understand why you had to pretend to be starlight.

“Well look what we have here, is it my birthday or something,” Ben says with a shit-eating grin on his face as he grabs your waist spinning you around.

You huff with a cute pout on your face, which always seemed to make Ben fold no matter how mad or upset he was.

“Don't look at me with that face sweetheart” He bites down on his lip, looking at you like you were the most gorgeous woman in the whole world. If only he had said it more in the past maybe you'd believe it.

Glancing away, you walk towards Butcher with your arms crossed. “They know who I am, they aren't stupid,” you grumbled out, pissed off that you were going to be used as bait.

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Once Ben had found out the reason you were wearing the super suit, he didn't like the sound of it. As much of a dick he was, he did have his overprotective moments which you had to admit... You kinda loved it showed he cared.

“Y/n... Y/n. I don't want you doing this.” Soldier boy grabbed your arm, tugging you back. The audacity of this man to think he gets to tell you what you can and cannot do.

So why you might continue this you might be asking? Petty. Ben hated pettiness and stubbornness, especially from you.

“Quit it. I'll be fine, Soldier boy~” You sang out, as you walked through the allys, not understanding why the man even bothered following he didn't care before so why now?

“You look like a hooker in a costume, am I supposed to just leave you here to be murdered by this cheap blonde knock-off me?” Without another word, the next thing you knew you were being tossed over a shoulder.

“We are getting you food and we'll figure out another plan.” He stated not allowing you to protest, oh boy... Butcher is gonna be pissed

“Can we at least get some normal clothes then? Wait! We can get you new clothes too, we both know how much you love to shop” you smirk, as you tease him skipping off to a store. Honestly, you were excited to see him in a nice outfit rather than the super suit or a baseball jersey even though he looked hot in both.

With racks and Racks of clothing, Ben looked stressed as ever rubbing his temple insulting shirts that men nowadays we're and how they were such pussys and blah blah.

Luckily enough, you were able to find something that suited dinner. A nice brown jacket with a white button-up, even though there were a few complaints Ben had to admit he cleaned up nice.

“Your turn sweet cheeks. Unless you want to wear that all night, I can't complain I get a nice view of your a-” You immediately cut him off, as the store owner was judging you and him from the moment the both of you stepped in.

Ben looked over seeing the old greyish-hard woman, sure he liked older women since he'd be around the same age as them. Oddly enough though, he didn't understand why you didn't age...yet his attraction for you never left.

He found a lacy black long skirt with long sleeved shirt so you wouldn't get cold. “You look beautiful...”

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Dinner. Laughing. Olds times.

It was weird, the way Ben tossed his head back while he laughed and mentioned old memories and how great life was when they were young with no worries... It was like the old part of him was still there and you wanted to cling to it just for a little while longer.

Holding hands, while walking through the streets the nice cold breeze hitting your face thankfully hiding your blush.

Stupidly enough you mention Crimson... His breath hitches and he pulls away from you.

“Ben... I'm sorry I didn't mean to bring it up”

Before you knew it you were being tossed onto a wall, hitting your head on the brick wall. You see what you can muster out Ben being surrounded by cars, and Butcher's voice...

Trying your best to keep your eyes open... You just couldn't anymore.

“Y/n! Y/n!!”

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genshxn · 2 years

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What Do You Call the Reverse of a Monsterfucker?

Part 2 of Taking Ls in the Abyss

i’ve got great titles, don’t i. also real talk, i don't know what the fuck the abyss looks like beyond ruins n stuff so we're all just gonna have to pretend that the shit i wrote is viable. also (x2) I'm having too much fun making y/n be annoying.

ft. xiao, enjou, lumine, electro abyss lector, and hydro abyss herald (and aether + paimon sort of)

TAGLIST: (lmk if you wanna be added)

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word count: 4.7k (LMAO SORRY A BIT HAPPENS)

Well, the Abyss was definitely after you. Currently, you were minding your business, scavenging Guili Plains for chests like you were hunting for shredded cheese at 3:32 AM. Aether and Paimon were off trying to deal with some other overly convoluted commission, so you were left to your own devices. Amidst some bushes, you had found some scattered mora, but this had distracted you enough to not notice the sinister but goofy cackling coming from behind you. It wasn’t until a fireball went whooshing over your head that you realized a Pyro Abyss Mage was right behind you. You scrambled away from the now blazing bushes with sputtered yelling. You’re all alone right now. God fucking damnit.

"FUCK!" You call out, running for your life. If its shield was down, you’d beat its ass, but you don’t exactly have a hydro vision to vaporize its shield. The pesky mage continues to pursue you through the trees and bushes, launching fireballs while chattering annoyedly at your incessant movement. You’re too worried about trying to get out of range of the Abyss Mage to the point that you don’t even care if your feet get soaked in a shallow river. Water? An idea pops in your head.

Much to your disliking, you halt in your tracks amidst the water, waiting for the Abyss Mage to catch up. It continues to fire at you, which you narrowly manage to dodge each time. You can feel the heat of the blow every time they launch past you. You’re careful to stay in the water, slowly luring it out. If game physics still apply here, then the water you’re standing in would naturally take out the Abyss Mage’s shield… Steam flies off the transparent orb... Could the hidden bar drain any slower?

Plop. Into the water, the mage goes with a rather anticlimactic splash and unceremonious grunt.

You take this as your opportunity to run up to it with your sword. You're ready to beat some serious ass. That is until the sneaker bugger suddenly whips around right as you’re about to bring down the blade of your shitty sword. You’re met with a great blast of fire, sending both you and your sword flying backwards with a splash into harsh gravel. The blade lands somewhere far behind you with a loud clatter. You’re defenceless now. It's time for your last resort.

"Fucking shit— HELP!" You call out at the top of your lungs, confusing the Abyss Mage. "XIAO!!"

"Wait, NO—" the Abyss Mage panics.

Within seconds, the adeptus appears and takes only a moment to grasp the situation. After a streak of black and green, the Abyss Mage is reduced to nothing but blue sparkles on the wind.

(sorry, i just felt like writing a crap fight scene).

You breathe a sigh of relief, no longer having to worry about getting your hair singed off by the fun-sized arson gremlin. Xiao appears over by your side and wordlessly extends a hand down to you to help you up, which you gladly take. "You called?"

"Yes, I did. Thank you so much for that… Those things are a pain in the ass, aren’t they?" You reply as earnestly as you can.

"With their shields, definitely," Xiao says four words more than the anticipated zero. "Are you okay?" Three more in addition. He looks at you with more concern than you would have thought possible with how little you’ve spoken to him.

"Oh, y-yeah, I’m fine. I nearly had it, but the bastard decided to blast me in the face right as I was about to bop it on the head." You give a shitty thumbs up. "Guess my sword lessons from Aether haven’t quite paid off yet."

"He’s been teaching you to fight?" Xiao stands with his arms crossed over his small frame. It’s kind of hard to tell what he’s thinking right now. (Not that it’s ever easy.)

"For a couple of days, yeah. I’m not too bad against a hilichurl now," You say, somewhat proudly. Not to toot your own horn, but you’ve learnt quite quickly if you do say so yourself.

"You look slightly miserable," Xiao says out of nowhere. You blink in surprise at his sudden abrupt statement.

"Huh?"

"Come back to Wangshu Inn with me."

"Wait, but—" Before you could even finish your sentence, Xiao had slung your arm over his shoulder, and with a gentle step forward, the two of you are suddenly warped to the top of the Inn. Sunlight filters through the leaves of the massive tree, casting blobs of light and shadows on the wooden floor beneath your feet. From up here, you get to see the familiar but amazing view of Dihua Marsh from above.

Xiao wordlessly sits you down on the floor and draws your arm closer to him, analyzing it for any wounds. You don’t remember this ever being in Genshin.

"You’re quite injured…" Xiao mutters to himself. He’s right. You’ve managed to sustain about half a lifetime’s worth of damage to yourself. It’s a bit of a hard adjustment to suddenly be out in the field, often coming into the fire of various enemies with powers that are still otherworldly to you. Despite being littered with cuts and bruises, you feel surprisingly durable and lively. Maybe you’ve got a hidden HP bar that’s bigger than you thought. "What have you been doing?" Xiao’s sudden question draws you out of your thoughts.

"Adventuring. I’m just not very experienced at it." You shrug. You decide to avoid mentioning any involvement of the Abyss since they're the primary reason you've gotten into so many one-sided fights.

He comes to a stop at your upper arm which was bound in a loose bandage. It was better covered a few days ago, but it was beginning to come undone now. "I swear I can wrap bandages better than that."

Xiao makes no comment but instead opts to undo it completely. To your surprise, there's barely any remaining wound. All that lingers is the faint cicatrix of what was once a seething gash. "Damn, I healed fast." You remark at the sight of it. He traces along the scar with his gloved fingertips. He's surprisingly gentle.

"When did you get this wound?" Xiao asks, golden eyes now looking into yours.

"Uhhh, about 2 or 3 days ago." If you remember right, you were locked in a fierce one-on-one battle with about the seventh hilichurl that day. Out of nowhere, a hidden hilichurl shooter fired an arrow at you, which ended up cutting your upper arm rather than lodging itself in. That battle ended in a strategic retreat because that cut hurt like a bitch.

"You have some others that might require treatment." Xiao turns over your arm and finds a littering of fresh scrapes that you got after you were sent flying by that blast from the Abyss Mage.

"Oh, those are fine. I'll be alright," You reply. Xiao seems rather undeterred, however.

"Still, you are a mortal and should take care of yourself." He replies bluntly. Seems like there's not much arguing with him on this one. Besides, he's already going out of his way to help you. You may as well take it without argument. Suddenly, Xiao seems to hear something. You don't think you heard anything—

"Stay here, I have to deal with something." He says. Someone must be calling him from somewhere in Liyue. He quickly stands up and disappears in a cloud of black and green smoke, just like how you got here.

So now you're left sitting on the floor of the top deck of the Wangshu Inn, alone. You get up to move to the railing to look out at the view around you. That beautiful sight never fails to steal your breath. Admittedly, your wet clothes stick to you rather unpleasantly and your scratches sting a bit, but it doesn't detract from being able to see the beautiful sight in person for the first. Seeing it in-game filled you with a sense of awe, but being here in person reinvigorated that old feeling, like a fan to a flame. You lean against the rail, soaking in the dancing sunlight and view.

A voice speaks out of nowhere, interrupting your view-sponging. "Oh my, it would seem that someone is already up here." You look behind you and spot an NPC man suddenly peering out the entryway to the large balcony. His hair is a normal shade of black, and upon his brown eyes is a pair of glasses. There's something incredibly familiar about his voice, but you can't quite seem to place it yet. Its almost theatrical tone is rather uncharacteristic for an NPC, so you’re a little confused to say the least.

"I can leave if you like. You can have this spot," You say as you begin to get up from your spot on the railing and move for the exit, but you’re kept in place anyway.

"No, no, don’t worry about me," he replies, strolling up to the edge of the balcony and leaning on the railing. There’s considerable distance between you two, but his enigmatic, slightly overbearing presence makes it feel otherwise. "It’s a beautiful view, isn’t it?"

"Y-yeah." You give a stunted reply. This guy is trying very hard to make conversation.

"It reminds me of the tale of an old god renowned for their beauty. I think their name was… Allurosia," he says, looking over at you on the final word.

You frown. "Who’s that?" You’ve never heard of a god of that name in Genshin lore.

Clearly that reaction wasn’t what he was expecting because his theatrics suddenly fall flat. "Wh-what? You don’t know?"

"No? Why would I?"

"Oh fuck it. Plan B."

Then way he expresses his words… Now you can place it.

"ENJOU?"

"HUH? That’snotmyrealnamebut

HOW DO YOU KNOW MY NAME?"

"AUGH, WOULD YOU ABYSMAL FUCKS LEAVE ME ALONE?!" You begin shouting.

Enjou only makes some exasperated noise in response and proceeds to shove you backwards with an almost comical grunt. Why are you not surprised. Except you don’t hit the railing. You keep falling into a goddamn portal. He must have opened it behind you all of a sudden. You scream as you begin to plummet, the bright environment fading from light into darkness.

You fall for an unexpectedly long amount of time. There’s no end in sight for your plummet. You had been rotated like a gyroscope a few times, but there was nothing to see. Is there even a bottom to this pla—BLAHHJCK.

The wind is knocked from your lungs against a hard surface. Rather than disappearing in a cloud of blue sparkles, you’re in one piece. How did you survive that fall?! Maybe you have more HP than you thought. But if that didn’t kill you, then it certainly would have done a massive number on you.

You flop over and shakily prop yourself up with your arms. The ground beneath you is a smooth blue-grey stone, laced with spidery cracks. Looking out and around, there’s finally some light, albeit kind of shitty lighting. You’re already starting to miss the sun. It’s hard to make out anything beyond the misty horizon. In fact, there doesn’t seem to actually be much out there. Someone turned down the render distance again.

"Ugh, why do they all have to be so disagreeable…" Enjou suddenly complains. You look up and there before you floats the strange creature you know as Enjou. His arms are crossed dramatically across his chest. (Disregard this description if you’re well and truly a monsterfucker) Frowning, you notice that Enjou has taken a form halfway between human and Abyss Lector. He still had a human facial and chest structure, but the colouration was a bit strange; his face was flesh coloured while his neck was a fade from crimson red to a pale yellow. His black hair now also has a similar fade, and his sharp crimson eyes now have black sclera. How edgy. Instead of wearing his mask usually, it now sits on the side of his head, similar to how Childe wears his. It’s a little hard to tell, but Enjou still looks of the same height and almost the same build as the Abyss Lector normally. Not gonna lie, he looks pretty nice in this halfway form. "Get up," He grunts, folding in half to look down at you condescendingly while floating in the air.

You have an idea for the second time today. "Make me," You also grunt.

"You’re unbelieveable!" Enjou says, exasperated.

"That’s rich coming from you," You snort in reply.

He rolls his eyes in response.

"You want me, come pick me up. I’m not moving." You lie back down flat on your back and cross your arms over your chest as well. If you can bait him into getting close enough, maybe you could use your new abilities to somehow get him to cooperate with you.

"Hah, like I’m doing that." Enjou scoffs. With a snap of his fingers, a cage suddenly manifests around you. Your eyes widen in shock. You didn’t see this one coming. Enjou notices your shocked expression and smirks in response. "Gotcha," He sneers.

Your eyes narrow in a death-stare as you try and wave your hand around outside the cage, but the silver bars kept you in place. Enjou was just out of reach. He’s at the perfect distance to mock you. He turns around with a taunting flourish and floats off towards the domain gate. The cage around you lifts up and you drift behind him in close tow. The two of you pass through the gate and come out in some strange new ruins. You had never seen this part of the Abyss. Then again, you haven’t seen too much of it in game. Floating ruined pathways snake along towards a large free-floating sanctum. What look to be trails of dust or water poor off corners and edges, down into an infinite abyss below. Rather fitting for your location, if you do admit. All the grey-blue architecture is gilded with blemished gold and silver, just like you’ve seen in-game. You wonder what part of the Abyss this is. "Oi, Enjou, where are we going?"

"Someone’s taken an interest in you. You’ll see her in a minute," He replies, not bothering to look back at you. "We’re nearly there, now stop being annoying."

You huff, crossing your arms over yourself like a pissed off child. The two of you finally pass through the sanctum entrance and you are greeted by a large throne room. The hall itself is rather empty, with not much in the way of decoration beyond the usual greebled walls and strange glyphs lining the place. On the far side of the room, a strange throne sat on a raised platform. On the right is a Hydro Abyss Herald, and the left, an Electro Abyss Lector. The both of them are in a similar half-way form just like Enjou. Sitting on the throne itself is a familiar face.

"Lumine?" You mutter under your breath, looking visibly surprised. Of course she’s the Abyss twin, since Aether is the one wondering Teyvat — but you didn’t expect to taken to her this quickly. The front of the cage suddenly drops open, and you’re launched from it and onto the floor. Enjou stands behind you, looking ready to hurl fireballs your way at any moment. You throw a nasty look at him (which he returns), but you then turn your attention towards the Lumine right in front of you.

She looks at you with a calculating, unreadable expression. Her eyes are cold and judging, but she doesn’t look scornful. "So you’re the (Y/N) that has caused such unrest in Teyvat… Another outlander, it seems," She remarks.

You’re not quite sure what to make of her comment. "How much do you know about me?"

"A bit. You suddenly appeared out of nowhere not long ago and had captured the interest of quite a few Allogenes. Archons and my brother included." She rests her head on her hand, propped up on the arm of the throne. Her aloof gaze does not leave you.

"Yeah, that all sounds about right…" You mutter to yourself. Enjou mentioned something about someone named Allurosia, you recall. It sounds like the Abyss might know more about your weird-ass abilities than you. "Hey, uh… do you know what these weird powers of mine are? Enjou sounded like he was trying to drop an information bomb on me earlier but it didn’t work."

You side-eye Enjou with your comment, which he notices and scoffs at.

"You have somehow come into possession of the powers that once belonged to the late God of Emotions, Allurosia. That god was renowned for their beauty and charisma. All they had to do was look at you and you were under their spell. What you can do now is not too far from it," Lumine explains.

So Allurosia was another harem lord like you. Cool.

""That god perished during the Archon War, but they were still a force to be reckoned with, meaning you could be as well. The circumstances of how you came into these powers is still unknown, but I have a proposition for you," Lumine rises from her throne. Her aura exudes an air of majesty and confidence that you can’t help but shrink in.

"And that would be…?" You lower your head and look off to the side.

"Look at Her Highness in the eye!" The Abyss Herald slams the end of one of his water sabres on the ground.

"Align yourself with the Abyss Order and we can find out more about Allurosia’s old powers and why you now possess them. You have great potential to change this world for the better." Lumine stands with her shoulders back, looking down at you on the ground. (You’ve been doing an awful lot of floor-sitting today).

So that’s the proposition. Barely thinking it over, you can already tell that it would end in disaster if you agreed. With Dainsleif now forcibly added to the harem as of a few days ago, you joining the Abyss could spell chaos. Besides, even when you just played the game, you weren’t super intent on wanting to be part of the Abyss to begin with. You’re at a bit of a catch-22 here. If you join the Abyss, lord knows what would happen with the people back in Teyvat, but if you disagree, they could easily smite you on the spot since you’re rather combat-inept at best.

"So? What do you say?" She asks, raising an eyebrow.

"I— um," You sputter. "I think I need some time to think... Yeah, think. I need to think..." You really do need to think. Think about how the fuck you are going get yourself out of this situation.

Your promise to Dainsleif bounces around in your mind as you hatch a plan. I’ll try not to do anything dumb… Sorry Dainsleif, that promise if going to have to break. It’s stupid time.

You begin to sway slightly. Putting a hand to your forehead, you let out a pained groan. Lumine frowns in confusion at your strange reaction. "I don’t— that’s—," You sink down a bit, hand now clutching your chest. Time to ramp it up with some shaky breaths. You’re not really sure where you’re going with this sudden ailment, but it’s working. "Why is the human acting strange," The Electro Abyss Lector comments, rather puzzled by you.

"Are you alright?" Lumine asks. She takes an apprehensive step in your direction. The Abyss twin might be an antagonist in the game, but they’re both good people.

Now you lie down, lowering your head between your hands, looking incredibly vulnerable. Lumine takes another step towards you. By doing so, Lumine has taken the L. WEIRD-ASS HAREM POWERS, GO. Enjou yells something to Lumine right as you snap your hand out, but he’s too late. Your hand claps over Lumine’s ankle. He warps right next to her. Enjou too takes an L. With your other hand, you manage to make contact with him as well. The two of them are stunned.

You launch to your feet, hands splayed out like two deadly weapons, ready to strike. The Hydro Herald and Electro Lector look at the frozen Lumine and Enjou and then at each other. And then at you. "Fuck—" The Herald teleports behind you, about to slash. His arm comes down right where you were standing before. You slash your hand upward, colliding with his arm. He’s instantly hit, recoiling and freezing up.

The Electro Abyss mage is the last one left. He growls in annoyance, launching a swarm of Electro spheres at you. You jump behind the Herald, who takes the brunt of the electrocution with a comical yell. Once he’s stopped being electrified, you shove him towards the Lector, who only narrowly misses the poor Herald. You quickly summon your sword and strike upwards again, launching the Lector’s book out the window and into the endless pit below. You had been practicing that one with Aether. While the Lector is panickledly scrambling after it, you launch towards him, palm outstretched, clapping him over the shoulder.

The whole room stood stunned, still trying to process what just happened and probably their emotions. You let out a puff of air. That was intense.

"I still need to think on that proposition, I think." You dust yourself off, now addressing the others on equal footing. "Now, it would be appreciated if you could send me back." You stand with your hands on your hips, now commanding respect from them instead.

"Well, we no longer could, even if we wanted to," The Elector says bitterly, floating ominously in place.

Your confident expression drops into a frown. "Wait what? Why?"

"Because you knocked my damned book out the window. Without that spell, I can’t just open a gate all the way to Teyvat. Do you know how far that is? Besides, teleporting a whole other entity is far different from teleporting yourself."

Your stomach drops. "Oh… fuck."

"Fuck is right. I’m not going to be able to have another copy for at least a few months. It takes a long time to make those things, you know." He grumpily crosses his arms like a child having a tantrum. You thought the Elector was also doom and gloom like the Herald, not like Enjou. Speaking of—

"Enjou, you shoved me into a portal before. Can’t you do something?" You turn to look at him, but by the looks of it, he didn’t have a solution either.

"Recall that flat expanse halfway? That was the furthest reaches of the Abyss. That’s as far as I can personally go. The gate there was held open by that one." Enjou nods his head in the Elector’s direction. "Besides, I don’t have a goofy-looking book for that sort of thing."

"Because you constantly burn them, you fool." The Herald grunts. He had picked himself up from the ground at some point and now stood behind Lumine. You down at her while the three Abyss higher-ups bicker amongst themselves. She looks as disappointed by them as you are surprised. Canon divergence at its best, you suppose.

"So I’m stuck here for at least a few months…" You sound incredibly defeated.

"So it would seem." Lumine finishes facepalming. "Your friends likely won’t find you here for a while, anyway. A few days in Teyvat is a few months here in the Abyss. I suppose that gives you time to consider the offer, though. Despite all… this..." Lumine gestures around her at the grumpy Lectors and Herald. "…Do tell me how your stay here could be more worthwhile. I will see what I can arrange.” This kindness is definitely an effect of the entire room getting grabbed. It’s strange as fuck to say the least, but why not take the W when it’s presented to you on a silver platter?

"I suppose I have one request?"

"And what would that be?"

"Teach me how to fight." If you’re gonna get stuck in the Abyss for what will be a few months of your perceived time, you may as well embrace it and do a Childe. It might make things interesting once you’re out again. "I don’t care who I learn from. I want to learn combat. Ooh, and teach me some fancy Abyssal tricks if that’s possible for me."

Lumine looks surprised by your keen interest in combat. Maybe the Childe-ness is already starting to set in. "You already know a couple of sword techniques, it would seem. I can teach you personally… I-if you would like, of course." Lumine scrambles slightly to add the last part in addition. Looks like she’s succumbed to the awkwardness, just like her brother back in Teyvat.

"Oh hell yeah, I’m down." The light’s already leaving your eyes. My god, someone stop (Y/N). "I wanna learn from you three as well.” You point between the three Abyss members who had all stopped their infighting to look at you confusedly.

“That could be arranged.” Lumine nods. “For now, there are other matters to attend to. You three, (Y/N), come with me.” Lumine turns tail with a dramatic swish of her dress and wanders out to one of the other pathways connected to the hanging sanctum.

So you’ve successfully set up more combat classes. Given that you’ve successfully gained at least Lumine to your arsenal, any of the training you’re given won’t be allowed to end in death. Chances are you’ll only be close to dying for the next three months. Oh well, maybe this could be fun.

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Back in Teyvat, Xiao had finally returned from the call, only to find that there was no trace of a soul on that sun-spattered balcony. He looked around for you, but there was no you in sight. Were you with someone else now? Did you get bored and leave? Did something bad happen to you? Xiao surprises himself with his anxious thoughts. He’s not usually the type to suddenly get so worked up over someone new, but there’s something different about you that he can’t articulate. All his worrying left him with different unpleasant feelings, so he decides to go looking for you.

He calls your name. There’s no response.

He looks around the balcony. Nothing.

He looks around the Inn. Still nothing.

“Xiao, have you lost something?” Verr asks. She clearly noticed Xiao’s increasingly frantic searching. He’s as obvious as daylight right now.

“Have you seen (Y/N)? I can’t find them and they’re injured.” He replies. He was going to redress your wounds, but he can’t now that you’re gone.

“Oh, that new outlander?” She taps her chin, trying to recall all the faces she’s seen come and go. "I believe I saw them last with the traveller Aether, but that was much earlier this morning. If you can’t find them, then he may know.”

With a quick thank you, Xiao quickly teleports to Aether’s location, which he notices to be somewhere not too far from the inn. His sudden appearance jump-scares both Paimon and the blond. “Xiao, you nearly gave Paimon a heart-attack!” She stamps her feet about in midair, but Xiao pays no mind to her.

“Have you seen (Y/N)?”

“What do you mean? They were doing a commission by the river just south of here. Has something happened?”

“They were injured so I took them back to Wangshu Inn for a bit. I was called, so I had to leave for a few minutes, but once I got back, they were gone. They’re not at the Inn. I looked.” Xiao explains urgently.

“Wait, you—“ Aether begins, but he is quickly cut off by Paimon’s melodramatic gasping.

“What if they got kidnapped by hilichurls?! They’ve been beating up a lot of them recently! Maybe they want REVENGE!”

“…Paimon, no.” Aether frowns, facepalming slightly. "Something feels off about this. I want to look as well.”

“The more eyes, the better,” Xiao nods, quickly flitting off in a cloud of smoke with another step.

And thus begins the search for missing (Y/N).

Will the search for (Y/N) prove a success? What will become of (Y/N) after the Abyss? TUNE IN NEXT TIME TO FIND OUT!

<- ep 4.1

ep 4.3 ->

aaaaand here's an enjou (as described) as an apology for my godawful motivation and non-existent schedule.

[img id: a painted sketch of a smugly grinning humanoid enjou. he has the same hair and glasses as his npc form, but his black hair fades to red and a pale yellow, like his neck. his mask, which has been very slightly altered, sits on the side of his head. his eyes are red with black sclera and 4-point star pupils. his clothes have also been slightly modified to be more simple because op got lazy drawing them.]

#genshin #genshin impact #genshin x reader #genshin impact x reader #isekai series #xiao #xiao x reader #enjou #it's not really enjou x reader yet but eh idk i'm tagging him in it anyway #lumine #abyss lumine x reader #abyss lumine #abyss herald

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I had been going over various fan theories regarding ZA, and one I thought was totally dumb was the reintroduction of Ultra Wormholes. In Kalos.

I thought they were stupid, much like how I thought certain poketubers for thinking Kalos went to war with Alola, Kanto, Galar, Sinnoh, Hisui, and Paldea.

But, the longer I entertained the thought, the more I found ideas to actually give weight to UWs in Lumiose. Now granted, I don't think it's past a 30% chance of happening, but Game Freak keeps doing weird shit lately and the weather here keeps turning to storms at 4% chance of sprinkles, so let's just... let's just provide some support beams and pretend to be devil's advocate for a bit, just because I find the idea fun for a thought process.

Again, I'm not 100% committed to the idea, but I will entertain the bit to see how it could work.

DD's theory corner under the cut

Now first, we would need to ask "why" UWs in Kalos to begin with. Stretch your arms, stretch your hammies, we're gonna reach a bit while we do some mental gymnastics.

Why?

Lore theory: we're gonna need some way to isekai some poor Gen Alpha iPad teen to- presumably- Lumiose City 200ish years ago during the same time frame that Legends Arceus happened- irl, during the time period Japan colonized modern Hokaido and roughly the same Era the infamous Paris Rennovation came about (there's lots of videos and theories going over how this might be the case, pick your poison- Logstin went over the theory in a pretty digestable video).

So why not the same method as LA? While there's nothing saying Lumiose can't have Space Time Distortions like Hisui, you do have to remember that in the events of LA, all of that happens because Giratina started messing around with reality and pissing off Dialga and Palkia so that Giratina could get revenge on Arceus for sealing it away long ago. That was the method in which Ingo got transported to the past without memories, somehow traversing modern day New York to Hokkaido wilderness 200 years ago. Arceus sends the player back through the distortion above Mt Coronet as well, and we literally fall out of the sky according to witnesses.

So again, why not? Giratina and Arceus are busy in Hisui having their feud at this time- lore wise anyway.

However, the REAL reason I find this difficult is because that's a Gen 4 heavy premise involving the creation and maintenance of the fabric of time and space itself- Kalos is Gen 6, not really about those two.

So what other options are left?

1. Hoopah- in ORAS, Hoopah is highly implied to be why we're able to come into contact with so many random legendary Pokemon due to its rings connecting 2 spaces- the problem with this, I find, is that we don't really have evidence to say it could involve time travel- certainly explains getting a Sinnoh Legendary while in Hoenn, but not how someone could go back or forward in time.

2. Time Machine- as of SV and Indigo Disk (and as of late may/early june 2024), we now have time travel as a viable plot device, and seemingly space doesn't seem to be much of an issue since we Boot Strapped the book that would make the professor go crazy and create it to begin with. The issue here is that it seems to only be in places connected to the same Crystals of Area Zero, like the Crystal Pool, and that was just a temporary happenstance caused by Terapagos itself on a whim.

I won't completely dismiss this possibility- after all, we have a number of scientists that abandoned the professor after he went nuts and could have easily built another time machine in Kalos or something- however, the issue here becomes both lore and meta conflicting.

A. The time machine requires a TON of power to maintain, that's why it was built in Area Zero to begin with. The Crystals grow like crazy there and can easily power it for as long as the professor willed it- and mind you, we turned it off. That's not saying it can't be turned back on, but I doubt we could use the same one for Lumiose. Why?

B. Think back to Legends Arceus in relation to SwSh. The one connection to Galar we had was Laventon and a bit of industrial revolution tech. In fact, there's no Galar related Gen 8 Pokemon there and no discernable connection to Dynamax energy either (although the "bigger Pokemon" bit is recycled by Alphas, which lets face it, SwSh recycled that from Totems of Alola- of which Alphas are kinda those but Different tm). In other words, even though Paldea IS next door, if we look at it from a meta development perspective, it's most likely that- at most- we'll have a similarity and not exact mirrored causation.

To play 2nd Devil's Advocate, sure, they could theoretically power a time machine with modern day Infinity Energy- but you have to think that the professor could have turned towards that if it was a sustainable power source instead of the Crystals.

All of this being said, I won't completely dismiss another time machine of some kind. A wise man once said "shit happens, my dude."

3. Ultra Wormholes

Now that we're finished entertaining the second devil, we're back to the first I started with. UWs- Ultra Wormholes going forward- aren't strictly an Alolan thing. Yes, they are strongly associated with Alola, but as of Crown Tundra we have proof that they can and have appeared elsewhere and can even merge with other phenomenon like dynamax energy, paving way for Dynamax Adventures and its legendary bargain sale and even dumping our own Cosmog on us.

UWs can mimic the effects of TSDs- Time Space Distortions, taking us to different universes, dimensions, planets, and perhaps times. Remember how in Ultra SM we saw an apocalyptic Hau'oli City ravaged by Guzzlord? Remember how we could go visit alternative worlds where humans, Pokemon, and Ultra Beasts could live and thrive peacefully? Granted, we and the Ultra Recon Squad needed box legendaries to do it under controlled methods, but control isn't entirely necessary in this scenario of time traveling.

Fallers- if you don't remember the term, that's a term used to describe someone who fell from a different dimension and lost their memories of who they were- we could say Ingo became one from the TSD, Looker as well for some unknown reason in the AU ORAS takes place in-perhaps tied to Hoopah's rings. The term Faller, however, stems from the original SM and was used to describe Annabel- former Hoenn Battle Tower Frontier Brain in Emerald who lost all of her memories and came back as the chief of Interpol (or in Ultra, as Looker's new partner basically).

If we remember too, there might be another method to control these given how Rainbow Rocket formed from universes where the bosses succeeded.

Continuing on, you might ask why UWs in Lumiose in this particular case?

From here on, this will be conjecture, theorizing, guessing, and referencing old rumors. I did say I didn't 100% buy it, we're just giving this idea legs to stand on.

So to begin with, let's reference an old rumor that a few may have heard before- full disclosure, it came from a 4chan post that claimed to be a dev talking about scrapped ideas and content originally planned for XY- this was recent as of... a couple or more years ago, maybe. There's not much solid proof it's true in any regard, but the details mentioned do make it a curious read that I'd say might have a chance of at least partially being true, given how game development and Game Freak tend to work.

To summarize what I remember: basically during XY's development plan, there was a wildly different story planned at the time compared to the rather generic adventure we had. Basically, aliens were supposedly invading Kalos and Team Flare was part of it- supposedly this is why Xerosic and Vallerie look so strange. They were ALIENS. Fairy Types also came from space in this regard, as did Mega Evolution with the stones originally being part of the space ship. Sycamore and Lysander were also planned to be sort of a split mind 2in1 villain as well, and the XYZ legends look so different compared to other legendary Pokemon because they were also aliens of some kind. Also, Olympia's space-themed psychic type gym was apparently a remnant of this idea- she was originally supposed to play a much larger role in the story.

This idea was ultimately canned- too ambitious for the time limits they had. However, elements of the idea were supposedly reworked into ORAS and Alola following. You can sort of see where this is going with Ultra Recon Squad, Lusamine going kinda crazy as Mother Beast, Z Crystals being from Necrozma from another dimension, etc.

That's another thing- Alola took Kalos's Z. Not just the Z in Z Crystal, but Z as in Zygarde's additional formes, I think even his cave if memory serves. It also took Ash Greninja and the other Gen 6 megas and primals that Kalos didn't get to see. In that sense, it could be fair to say Kalos could use UWs in this sense.

Hisui dipped it's hands in a lot of other Gen pockets- Gen 2's signature Apricorns that were exclusive to Johto and never found in Sinnoh, Gens 5, 6, and 7 Pokemon and forms including Sylveon and Alolan Vulpix despite not appearing in the DP remakes, even regional variants and even ancestors from the Pearl Clan and Galaxy Expedition team to other regional characters. If we look at this, we can safely say Legends Games don't have to strictly abide by what the original region introduced and can borrow elements introduced later. So in this case, and looking at Crown Tundra again, we can say it's not off the table.

Getting back to Z- if you've read another theory of mine where I talked about how Z-A could be read either as "Zee-Ay" or "Zed-Ay" depending on your dialect, and maybe "Zeta" depending on your pronunciation, and how Z is how Zeta is represented in Greek (remember Alpha, Omega, and Delta were used before), there's something else neat to it: Zeta is the 6th letter of the Greek Alphabet- like gen 6, but has a numeric value of 7. Like... Gen 7, with UWs.

Now lets continue with another theory I posited a few posts ago: The A in Z-A. Xerneas, Yveltal, and Zygarde- XYZ- are a trio that represent a 3 dimensional view on a grid- important for the first 3d main line game. X is left and right, Y is up and down, and Z is sort of the 3 dimensional area that goes through both- 3 dimensions. So where does A come in? I had theorized A would be another legendary- much like Enamorus in Legends Arceus was introduced, but A in this case would serve a bigger and actual role here. The XYZ trio are based on various creatures of Norse mythos, including the deer that feed on Yggdrasil and provide life- Xerneas being both the deer and the trees; Yveltal being the hawk or eagle that rests atop the world tree, and Zygarde being based on the Nidhogg. A could be Ratatosk- a gossipy squirrel that kept trying to start shit between the eagle? I think? and Nidhogg. A in this case serving as a foil to Zygarde, since it's probably that Xerneas and Yveltal will still be asleep by this period. That's all the short end of my theory.

So now how does A fit into this? If we take into account that XYZ are the 3d plain, then A must be something beyond that. A 4th dimension, something beyond standard 3 dimensions- and what are Ultra Wormholes if not another gateway to other dimensions? With Ultra Space being the 4th, if we look at it a certain way?

In this scenario, A would be something from beyond Earth to some capacity, giving Zygarde agency in this story to defend the planet. Remember, we're only going to be in Lumiose, supposedly, so a localized danger from another world could pose significant threat. It could just be a monster of the week, it could just be alternative forms of Xerneas and Yveltal, it could be many things from beyond.

Actually, now that I think about it, Legends Arceus took Regional Variants to the next level by introducing them to a past region AND giving them to starters- maybe A in this case is not Ratatosk, but perhaps a Convergent Legendary from another universe or planet- an Anti-Zygarde, since we just got convergents in SV.

I had more rambling, but a small interruption came up as I was typing this and I lost my trail of thought by the time I came back.

I think I'll close this off for now. I'm still not 100% convinced of UW's in Lumiose, but I'm not opposed to the idea either. After building it up, I think there's plenty of ways to make this actually work, but I think I won't commit fully to this piece unless they show signs of it happening in a trailer or something. I'm open to many ideas, including the idea that this Lumiose we visit isn't actually real, but virtual- or perhaps there's an underground portion we haven't seen- but that's a different idea for another day.

thank you for reading this far, hope this entertained you for a bit

#pokemon #legends za #pokemon legends za #dd's theory corner

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kurisus · 2 years

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Chapter 101-2 thoughts

A bit late with this since I've had plans the past few days! (In a shocking turn of events, I daylight as a functioning adult.) Let's get this show on the road~

I said last month no way was it going to be as simple as Take destroys the sorcerer's grave and ends it all, but my speculations as to how were wrong (? haven't ruled out a booby trap quite yet). Instead, it looks like he will live as long as the people on this island worship him, so Take and Ebisu will have to find another way. Rather than killing, perhaps they can cut his ties with these people. However, Yato is the only character we've seen to cut ties in the manga thus far (because he's the most skilled at it, idk if he's the only one who can). Plus, they're without their shinki.

There's also the matter of this island existing out of the normal realm of spacetime/whatever this is. If the humans forget what they're doing there, they're going to pretty quickly realize there's no way off--not without knowing the poem.

I'm not ready to talk about Hiyori quite yet but I do want to say I just really hope she and Yuka do hang out at Haru's grave sometime. But god. Another emotional scene at a cherry tree in this manga, huh?

Instead, I'm going to talk about how much I want to beat Father's ass. I really felt for Yato this chapter--not a whole lot happened, but you can see very clearly the fear and disgust in his face at trash dad's fake nice act, even before he thinks "I'm scared." In fact, his eyes on page 11 remind me a lot of his eyes when he first recognized Hagusa:

The face of "shit, dad, not AGAIN"

Trash dad being like "ohh my poor son :( how did we end up like this? :(" sir you lichrally set your ayakashi on him between chapters. What the hell are you talking about. Ah, the classic abusive parent dynamic of shifting the blame and pretending the problem is anything but yourself. This time with crocodile tears. I'll punch a hole in my laptop screen if it means I can end him idgaf.

Okay I guess I can't put it off any longer. Time to talk about Hiyori. There's been some strange panels with her recently, but I wasn't too concerned since she was staying in her body. Now, though...

Can we talk about how she so badly wanted Nora to see that her father is bad for her she put her life in danger? It harkens back to one of the first actions she takes in the whole manga--jumping in front of a bus to save a boy she doesn't know. Cinematic parallels. We gotta get this girl a self-preservation instinct.

It really doesn't make narrative sense to kill off Hiyori, as she's the POV character of the manga, and the only major human character as well. Rather, I'm worried (since we're in the final arc) something is going to happen where she's forced to cut ties with Yato, or lose her memories of him or something, before she reunites with him. So if they ever meet again, she wouldn't remember him. It's hard to explain my thought process, but I'm worried we're not going to get the trio reunion I was thinking was surely imminent for a couple pages there.

Rotating the thought of Yato's "We shall meet again" and they do meet, but the next time is after she's lost her memories of him. It's not a pleasant thought I don't know why I did this.

So for 102? I hope Nora decides to stay with Hiyori and look after her, and get her back in her body safely. But considering the last page depicting her body sprawled in front of the shrine, it's looking likely they're going to go back to the fight together, where Hiyori will be in even more danger with a ripped cord.

I really don't know what could happen, even though I figured Hiyori would leap out of her body at some point again. Gah, the way things come back up in this series is always so PAINFUL. I'm going to sleep now and think of this all night.

#Noragami #Noragami spoilers #Noragami manga #1 like = 1 punch to Father #with a reblog you get to pick where the punch lands #jk I don't have that power but I wish I did #live update

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malka-lisitsa · 6 months

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'I'm not falling for it, yanno? Your act.' His words were quiet, cigarette lifted to his lips. He had a tendency to do that; drop in, unexpected. 'I see right through you; you're drowning everyday. It takes one, to know one.' He paused, head dropping back. 'That's we fight and fuck, cause we're running from something. Yet no matter how much alcohol and sex, it's never enough is it? Still the waves are rising. The tide won't turn.' A drag and he let out a light laugh. 'It's fucking bullshit. All of it and you know what? You can't run forever. You can't run from yourself.'

He has a habit of being really fucking annoying is what he has a habit of.

The fucking audacity of him spawning in like some NPC triggered by an event. And to talk to her, like he knows anything about her, like he can understand anything shes been through, like they're the same. Fuck him.

The anger rises through her core and settles in her chest, making her feel like she could explode at any moment. Every single word that follows the first pushes and pushes her. Rage building like a volcano getting ready to erupt. Will it be explosive? Or will she calmly tear him apart while she does her nails? Which ones worse? Her cold anger? Or her fiery rage?

Katherine's dangerous either way when shes angry, when she's hurt. She is both right now, angry AND hurt- Why? Because he's right. Because she's done everything she has for the past 500 years either running from something, or chasing something, or BOTH.

She doesn't remember who she was, she doesn't know who she IS.

All she knows is that she's ALONE and she HATES IT.

Finally her control breaks and she speaks, unable to help the impulse to lash out any longer. He hasn't done anything wrong, he hasn't harmed her, but he's seen her- and in a lot of ways that's the worst thing you can do to Katherine Pierce.

"I'm not putting on an act, and if I was, it sure as shit wouldn't be for your entertainment, so quite frankly? You don't have to buy it. I don't care."

"You don't know the first thing about how I feel, or what goes on in my head. You can act like you do all day, and you can even pull that astrology bullshit and vaguely describe anyone whos ever dealt with trauma ever and it will sure sound like you know what you're talking about."

"But you don't fucking know me. And you never fucking will. I'm not interested in being your trauma buddy, I'm not interested in patching up each others wounds, I'm not interested in drowning my sorrows with you, or being friends, or whatever else you hope these little heart to hearts turn into. I don't care."

"I'm not your wife. So stop pretending you fucking care about me, because we both know its only out of some fucked up guilt you're projecting on to me."

#Answered #fangsforhire #so he triggered the shit out of her #and she lashed out and i am so sorry KJNSNKLSFSF #he came at her with facts and she threw his wife in his face #Katherine please

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incarnateirony · 1 year

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[cackling] nothing funnier than a 2po nonnie trying to talk to him about The Boys, Walker and Windy, only for him to start peeing his pants yelling there's no Destiel in The Winchesters. Nonnie's gotta be like "Um.... ok?"

And then just "Jensen said." No he didn't, bitch. Maybe in your proven quantum tunnel of M&G lies. He's said the opposite, you just refuse to listen. And you know it. That's why it's living rent free in your head. Someone be like "Hey, did you watch Ninja Warrior last night?" and you're so freaked the fuck out you just break out screaming "THERE'S NO DESTIEL!!!!" because that's literally all you can fucking think about, your commitment to denial, and just... hoping nobody asks your SOURCE? On "Jensen said no Destiel in TW"?

Because like. Boy, buddy. Let me tell you something. If you're about to appeal to shit that's off the record by him, you're gonna have a REAL bad time with anyone that knows WHY I've known what I know the last year and a half.

Keep up your pressurized squealing now that Wiki's cut you off from burning her. Now that EVERYONE knows you lie about your greets and warp them severely. Oh, and by the way, I figured out why you couldn't doxx the broad side of the barn. Just because Gayle overheard a friend of mine having a personal conversation with Misha doesn't mean that they were your target, yall. Not that you should have had a target to begin with. But again, now fandom knows this, and the violent threats, and everything about you, and the people that shelter you and help you in spnscripthunt.

And most of all, if we're appealing to shit off the record:

Jensen has actually said, repeatedly, that Dean and Cas as a gay unit are in fact part of the Winchesters. And I knew that since December 2020, before it was even The Winchesters (or more, his regrets that were eating him alive that took shape into the show). And I knew that again in May 2021, when it became The Winchesters. And the Dencon after and the J2 fight it caused and I framed it to the absurdity it was in reality, to wii music. And I knew that again in September 2022, when he told even more people. And again at Vancon, when he repeated verbatim the time and moment he Had A Different Take I'd mentioned since Dec 2020, in a weird full circle, that you pretend you can't speak english to understand in full.

Dude. It's over. We are no longer In That Moment. We're well past The Next Setup. And we're blowing Every Light February 2023.

I'm starting to think their 404 error is how loud this makes me knowing about this shit HOW long before Jared likeSKDJFskdjfsdf that's gotta be it. Does not compute. their system crashes and they forget this exchange and line themselves up to fall down on the next one. Guys, it was need-to-know. Jared, like any other late cameo star, didn't need to know yet. Sure, Dierx and Drake met Misha first (well, early, not Literally First). Because it was Need to Know. Whatever that fills in with context on the rest of this post, cest la vie. Subtext. Now Cope. The louder you deny Robbie's revenge for what it is, the deeper the cut will bleed, so if you'd like to lose your innards across the fandom floor in front of a crowd, keep going. Fine, but know you gutted yourself.

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amor1st03 · 2 years

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Cashing in a Favour | James Potter

James Potter x fem!Reader

best friends to lovers!!

in which: your best friend, James, asks you to help him get the girl but things are complicated when there's feelings involved

"James, no, it's a stupid idea."

"Y/N, please, I need you to help me."

"James no-"

"You owe me, remember. I helped you get a date with Jordan Turner last year."

"Yeah, because that turned out so great."

"How was I supposed to know he was an arse? I was only trying to help. But before you actually went out with him I distinctly remember you giving me a big hug and saying you owe me one, Well, I'm cashing in my favor."

"I don't understand why you can't just ask Lily out."

"Because she'll say no. She hasn't seen me in that light yet. She hasn't seen me as someone who could be a sweet and caring boyfriend."

"So just show her you can be sweet, James."

"This is me trying to do that."

"Do the boys know about your plan?"

"Of course they do."

"And what do they think about it?"

"Sirius and Pete think it's a great idea and Remus thought it was stupid but Remus is just being Remus. Will you do this, for me? Y/N, please." Her best friend continued to beg. She looked at him for a moment.

"Fine, I'll do it. But if it doesn't work, it isn't my fault."

"You're the best!"

"So, how are we doing this."

"Well tomorrow morning we'll walk into the hall, holding hands and we'll just act all lovey and coupley."

"Okay," She said, a little uncertain.

"We won't have to do it for long, I'm sure, a month or two tops. And don't worry, just follow my lead."

"Alright fine, but if it gets past two months I'm fake breaking up with you in front of everyone."

"That's fine, in two months' time Lily Evans will be mine." She smiled at her best friend's excitement but at the same time, she felt a strange feeling in her stomach. She wasn't really sure what it was or why she felt it so she did her best to ignore it.

The next morning James met her by the entrance of the Great Hall with a bright smile on his face.

"Good morning, beautiful, you ready to do this." He held out his hand to her.

"As ready as I'll ever be." She took it and he led the way into the Hall. She felt as if she was on stage, under a spotlight, as heads turned to stare at the two of them. The two had been best friends since the start of Hogwarts. Fourth year was when people started to speculate that maybe more was going on between the two of them but they didn't care what others thought. They were best friends. Now two years later here they were, parading around, pretending the rumours circling the two of them had finally become a reality.

"Good morning, boys," James said as the two of them sat down at their table with their friends.

"And how is the new couple this morning?" Sirius asked with a smirk.

"Oh we're great, just so in love and shit," James replied with a small laugh. Y/N smiled shaking her head a little. She turned her head to look down the table. She saw Lily eyeing the two of them. The five friends ate their breakfast while keeping their heads together and quietly discussing James and Y/N's ruse.

"Hey, I'm gonna head off early to return some books to the library before class."

"I'll come with you," James said, smiling at the girl as they both stood from their seats. Y/N reached down for her bag but before she could pick it up James grabbed it and his own, pulling them both over his shoulder.

"I got it, gorgeous."

"Such a gentleman." She laughed a little before kissing his cheek and taking his hand. Their three friends watched as the two of them left the hall, hand in hand.

"I know I've said it's a stupid idea at first but I've been thinking," Remus spoke up once they had disappeared out of the doors. "Maybe this might finally be the thing that helps them figure out they're in love with each other."

"It's about time. They're the only ones who can't see it." Sirius agreed.

***

After about a month and a half of fake dating, Y/N knew she couldn't do it much longer. After Hogsmeade dates and cheek kisses the plan was definitely working. Lily spent most of her days staring at James. But she wasn't the only one. One day, about three weeks into their fake relationship the two of them were studying together in the library. James was looking down at his book, brows creased slightly in concentration. When he looked up at Y/N with a soft smile on his lips she could have sworn that time stopped. The light pouring in from the window illuminated his face perfectly. His eyes had small specks that looked almost golden, they reminded her of leaves falling from trees during autumn. And that smile, Merlin, she would've sold her soul if it meant that he would keep smiling at her like that. That's when she finally realised.

She was in love with her best friend. She always had been. It had always been him.

She also realised then what an idiot she was, agreeing to fake date the guy she just realised she was in love with to help him get some other girl. But she couldn't break it off, not yet, not until the plan had been complete and Lily liked James back. Because her heart being broken into a million pieces was worth it if it meant that his was whole and complete.

Now here she was at one of Slughorn's parties. James had gone to fetch them both a drink while she was standing on the outskirts of the dance floor with Remus. Remus watched her as she watched James at the food and drink table.

"How are you feeling?"

"I'm good. I'm having a nice time, this party is great."

"Y/N, you know what I mean."

"Oh." She thought back to a couple of days prior to the party, she had been sitting with Remus in the common room together when he casually mentioned the fact that he knew she was in love with James.

"What?" She had said, sounding alarmed.

"Come on, Y/N, you're one of my best friends, I see the way you look at him." Feeling defeated, she didn't say a word. "So you finally figured it out, huh?" He asked.

"Remus, I'm such an idiot." He gave her a sympathetic look before pulling her into a hug.

"I think he feels the same, you know, we all do. The way he looks at you when you're not looking. James is just too oblivious to see how he really feels about you." He had told her.

"I don't think so, Rem."

"You'll see, Y/N, that boy is in love with you, I'm sure of it."

Y/N tried to pull her mind away from the memory, drawing her eyes away from James and back to the tall boy who stood beside her.

"I don't know, honestly."

"It's gonna be alright, it'll work it for the best. And hey when you and James fake break up and he still hasn't realised how he feels about you, you and I can always fake date." She gave him a soft smile which he returned.

"Here you are," James said, handing her a drink once he had returned. Once the two of them had finished their drinks they both decided to dance. James placed his hands on her waist pulling her close as she wrapped her arms over his shoulders. They swayed softly to the music.

"I think it's working, James. I don't think we'll have to keep this up for much longer."

"Yeah?"

"Yeah," She replied softly. The two of them continued to sway to the music. Over James' shoulder, she saw Lily watching the two of them.

"She's watching us, James." Y/N pulled back a little to look at his face. "I'm gonna kiss you, alright?" The two of them had never properly kissed before, forehead and cheek kisses were common in their fake relationship but a real kiss had never happened. James nodded and slowly she began to inch her face closer to his. It was selfish really. Her excuse for asking to kiss him was that it was for Lily to see but really she knew she wanted to kiss him just once while she had the chance. When his lips met hers, she thought she might die. Because this was it. Nothing could ever amount to this feeling again in her life. She kissed him as if her life depended on it because in that moment it felt like it just might. Her hand trailed down his shoulder and found his. His hand was warm in her grasp. She pulled away and they rested their foreheads together, eyes still closed. After a moment Y/N finally lifted her head away from his, opening her eyes and smiling softly. She moved away from him, pulling her hand away from his. He didn't move he just watched her as she left him standing in the middle of the dance floor.

***

A week later, it was over. They agreed to tell everyone that they had decided they were better just being friends. Once the Christmas holidays were over and everyone was back at school James asked Lily out on a date to the Three Broomsticks to which she agreed.

"How do I look?"James had asked Y/N.

"Yeah, James you look really good." She answered, trying her best not to sound disheartened.

"Alright, guys, wish me luck!" He said before leaving to meet Lily.

After a couple of weeks of dates, the two made it official.

"That's really great, James," Remus said after the boy had bounded into the common room to tell everyone the news.

"I'm happy for you James, but I've got to get to the library, gotta finish up some homework."

"Oh okay, talk to you later?"

"Yeah," Y/N replied, trying with all her strength to keep herself together.

"I'll come too, I wanted to go check out another book anyway." Remus stood up with her and the two of them left the room. Once they had stepped outside she let herself crumble into Remus' arms, tears striking her face.

"I'm sorry, Y/N." After that, the two of them went outside to sit under a tree by the Great Lake. Remus had his back propped against a tree while Y/N rested her head on his legs. He brought his hand up to stroke her hair comfortingly.

James and Lily were walking together when they spotted the two of them. James was feeling puzzled over a kiss he had shared with Lily. How silly to get worked up over a kiss, it was their first one it was meant to be awkward and would probably be better the next time. But he couldn't shake the thought of the kiss he had shared with Y/N. When he kissed Lily, it wasn't like that. The only thing that pulled him out of his thoughts was Lily speaking up.

"Are they dating?" She asked.

"Who?"

"Remus and Y/N," She replied, pointing over to where the two of them were.

"No, of course not." But when he saw them softly smiling at each other he saw how she could have assumed that. "They would have told me," He said, sounding rather dejectedly. He felt a bubbling feeling in his stomach that made him nauseous. It was just because he had a fear the two of them keeping a secret from him, he thought. What else could it be?

He scrunched up his fist slightly, which Lily noticed.

"Who knows, anyway shall we carry on walking or head back to the castle?"

"I think we should head back, I don't feel too well, I think I'm gonna just head to bed." She nodded and the two headed back inside.

He laid in bed, thinking over and over again about Y/N smiling up at Remus while he softly stroked her hair. He tossed and turned until the bedroom door opened and Remus walked himself.

"Are you and Y/N dating?" He couldn't stop himself from asking, sitting up straight in his bed to face Remus.

"What's it to you? You're with Lily."

"It's nothing just you two seem to be pretty close and I wouldn't want you two to keep lying to me."

"Nothing, huh? Yeah, really sounds like it doesn't mean anything to you, James. Maybe she is my girlfriend, what are you gonna do about it?"

"I said it doesn't matter to me I just don't like being lied to."

"Again, still not your concern considering your with Evans."

"But-"

"How do you feel about Lily?"

"Well, she's really nice and-"

"No, I didn't ask what she's like, I asked you how you felt."

"Well, I..."

"You're an idiot, you know that. Maybe instead of clinging on to some crush you had when you were eleven you should wake up and realise that maybe, just maybe, you're in love with somebody else." James was speechless, he didn't know what to say so instead he just silently laid back down. That night he was up most of the night, thinking over Remus' words. Even when he eventually found sleep, the words plagued his dreams.

***

Three months of dating Lily and all they could do was argue over the smallest things. All this work and now all they did was bicker.

Lily was growing tired of all the arguing. Most mornings when they sat together at breakfast it ended with one of them storming off early to class.

One morning, the night after yet another argument over something silly that she couldn't really remember she was making her way over to where James sat with his four friends. Y/N sat next to him talking to Sirius about something when Lily couldn't help but notice the way James was looking at her.

There was a soft smile across his lips and his eyes seemed to glisten as he watched her contently. He looked at Y/N the way she wanted him to look at her. She was slowly becoming aware of James' feelings towards the other girl and now she was certain. She was hurt but she knew that she didn't really love him. It was too hard trying to fall in love with him when his love was never fully hers, to begin with. His love was reserved for someone else already. Knowing what she had to do, she made her way over to the table. Y/N's smile faltered when she saw Lily approaching and Lily noticed it and tried not to feel so disheartened by it. She had also noticed Y/N's stolen glances toward James and knew her feelings towards him must be the reason for this reaction.

"James, can we talk?" He followed her out of the Hall.

"What's up?"

"We need to break up."

"What?" As she suspected he didn't sound as upset as he should have been about his girlfriend breaking up with him. "Is this because of our argument last night? Honestly, I can't even remember what it was about."

"No, it's because neither of us loves each other. And you can't deny it. I see the way you look at Y/N. Merlin, it's so obvious you're still in love with her."

"Still?"

"Yes, from when you were dating?"

"Lily, I need to tell you the truth. I was never with her. It was all fake to make you see me in that way."

"Seriously? That's kind of a stupid thing to do."

"I know but it worked out."

"Are you sure? Look neither of us are happy. We shouldn't keep lying. You claim it was fake but I think there are real feelings there. You love her, James."

"No, I don't."

"Yes, you do. I know it must be scary for you after so many years of friendship with her but it's true, you know it is." James stayed silent, thinking about Lily's words.

"You're right, I'm such an idiot. I tried my hardest to push my feelings down. I think I really realised when we saw her with Remus that day, by the lake. I was just too scared to admit it."

"I know."

"I'm sorry, Lily."

"Don't be, I'm just glad you've finally figured it out, took you long enough. So, friends?"

"Friends." He agreed. "Thank you." They smiled at each other before James turned back to head into the Great Hall.

"Hey, for the record, I think she feels the same way."

"You do?"

"Yeah, I really do, you should tell her." James smiled before walking back into the Hall. Tonight, he thought, I'll tell her tonight.

The day seemed to drag on as James panicked over what to say to her. He tried hard to focus on his work but it was easier said than done. When he finally settled onto the sofa in the common room that night he let out a nervous sigh. She was up in her room getting changed out of her uniform. He sat with the three boys as he decided to tell them about what he was going to do.

"I'm in love with Y/N," He blurted out.

"He finally admits it!" Sirius cheered.

"It's about time," Peter added.

"What about Lily?" Remus asked.

"We talked and she told me it was obvious. We broke up and she told me to tell her, so, I'm going to."

"Tell who what?" A voice came from behind the boys. James jumped up from his seat and spun around to face the girl.

"It's nothing. But, uh, hey, do you wanna go for a walk?"

"Oh, um, yeah sure."

"Alright, cool."

The two of them left the common room and headed towards the Lake. As they walked, James spoke up.

"It was right here."

"What?" She asked.

"I was right here when things finally made sense to me."

"What are you talking about, James?"

"Look, I really need to tell you something but I'm so scared because it could ruin everything."

"Woah, what's going on?"

"Lily and I broke up."

"Oh my god, are you alright?" She brought her hand up and lightly brushed his arm, he felt goosebumps appear along his skin in wake of where her fingertips had been.

"I know it must seem weird because I'm not upset but Lily and I talked and we both realised that we weren't in love, in fact, I was in love with someone else." She remained silent, looking him straight in the eye. "I've been such an idiot, Y/N and with Lily, everything always felt weird. Even on our first date but I didn't want to admit it because I had a crush on her since we were eleven. But I've never loved her, I've only loved one person." He took a deep breath before continuing. "Look our relationship a couple of months back was fake but that kiss at Slughorn's party, that was real for me. And every time I kissed Lily I was comparing it to the one we shared and it was never the same. It didn't feel the same. What I'm trying to say is I love you." She stared at him for a moment, eyes beginning to tear up.

"James Potter," She said, voice full of admiration. "What idiots we've been." She smiled brightly, tears falling down her cheeks now. James mirrored her smile and cupped her face, wiping away her tears. "I've loved you for years, James. Merlin, I love you so much it hurts but I never told you because I thought you wanted to be with Lily."

"Lily was a crush I had when I was a kid that I was clinging onto out of fear. But the only person I want is you. It's you, Y/N. It always has been." She smiled again, cheeks hurting from how wide she was smiling. They both looked into each other's eyes. "I'm gonna kiss you, alright?" James said, repeating her words from Slughorn's party. She laughed slightly before nodding. He leaned in, thumb stroking her cheek delicately. Their lips met and it was like magic. Nothing I could cast from my wand was as powerful as this kiss, she thought. It was like the first kiss they had shared but more. This time it was not a desperate, one-time kiss. This kiss was full of love and promises for the future. One that soothed all the hurt and heartbreak she had experienced over the last couple of months. As he wrapped his arms around her waist and pulled her in closer she couldn't help but think about how glad she was that James had cashed in that favour because now she found herself in his arms, exactly where she was meant to be.

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