#...... i am actually very happy with this & enjoyed the hours i spent on it <3
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*~Period Drama~* Tuesday
A/N: SCREAMS. I am...SO SORRY THIS TOOK ME SO LONG. We had to do double time to move out of our house since our landlords decided to fucking sell the property so we had to LEAVE. But it's done and I'm very happy with it and I hope you like it too. Enjoy~!
Word Count: 6.7K
Warnings: She/They Pronouns OC, Lilia does look and poke at Yuu's genitals
Pairings: YuuxJamilxAzulxMalleus (Poly), (Sebek/Silver in the corner)
~Taglist (At this point I'm just adding everyone I've found who was interested in the fic XD)
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Start, Part 2 (Octavinelle), Part 3 (Heartslabyul), Part 4 (Savanaclaw), Part 4.5 (Diasomnia pt1), Part 5 (Here)
Malleus almost always forgot he even owned a phone, meaning he basically never texted Yuu. So when his personalized text tone played Yuu was quick to stop their sobbing and open his message.
‘May I see you tomorrow?’
Short, simple, sweet, and weirdly formal. Yuu smiled, typing back quickly before the horned fae forgot he owned a phone again.
‘Sure babes. Sorry ive been mia the past few days. Not feeling well. Ill explain when i see you tomorrow.’
‘I should hope so.’
Okay, vaguely rude.
When Malleus had said tomorrow, Yuu assumed he meant during lunch or after classes. Instead, he showed up on their doorstep with his whole family unit and a grumbling Grim in tow at 8am in the goddamn morning. None of them were in uniform, clad in casual comfortable clothing. They clearly planned to spend the whole day with her instead of a simple visit.
She blinks, almost overwhelmed at the sheer…something of the current event, “Hi…It's…really early.”
Lilia smiles, tilting his head as he holds up a large and slightly weathered first aid bag, “We brought gauze!”
Silver holds out his arms, the dire beast scowling but unmoving in his grip, “And Grim.”
“Oh, what beautiful treasures…”
“Enough beating around the unwanted bush.” Malleus steps forward, hands reaching to clasp around Yuu's. Looking into their surprised eyes with determination, “What is this illness and how can I help ease you of it?”
Yuu snorted, closing her eyes in an effort to not start laughing at how seriously Malleus was taking their ‘ailment’, “It'll…It'll pass with time, Malleus. But, luckily, I'm actually feeling a lot better than yesterday.” They step to the side, managing to pull a hand free from Malleus's grip to gesture for the Diasomnia family to enter.
Silver nods his head in thanks, walking into the hall to place Grim down. The cat quickly running further in the house, remarking Yuu still smelled weird, “That's good to hear. Did you use a form of medicine to ease your symptoms?”
Yuu closes the door behind them, Malleus already firmly attached to their side. No doubt the smell of their blood making him hyper-aware of their every movement, “Yeah. Crewel gave me a lecture and a pain potion when he brought me dinner last night. Plus the guttural sobbing I've been doing. But, I think it was mainly because I finally took that body cleansing shit…”
The beat of silence almost makes Yuu burst into laughter again, the four males all looking a level of stunned before Silver shakingly spoke.
“A-ah…That's...good?”
“Yeah, it really realigned my chakras or something.”
“Okay?”
“Yuu, could you tell us exactly what is going on?” Lilia's smile was strained. He had spent most of last night racking his memory of various illnesses. Any that he knew of that dealt with bleeding were things that would have killed Yuu within the hour if they had reached that stage. But to know they'd been bleeding for days? Whatever they had managed to catch was cause for concern. But now knowing it was causing other ailments…it was either a truly deadly disease or it was evolving into one…
“Oh, it's nothing serious. Just the muscles that are causing all this-” Yuu makes a vague gesture to their lower anatomy, “- are the same muscles that handle pooping. So…it was expected to happen…”
There was another beat of silence, each male looking at Yuu's stomach, placing the pieces together slowly as they realized she gestured below her stomach.
“Why…why did you…gesture…down there?” Silver spoke slowly, eyes making quick glances between Yuu's crotch, then to Malleus's blank face, then to Sebek's tearfully bewildered expression. Is…are they…?
Malleus says what all of them were fearfully thinking, “Is the blood coming out of you from your nethers!?”
“Ye.”
Lilia stood still, eyes wide as he openly stared at Yuu's crotch. This was…he had never heard of such a thing…
Malleus's hands quickly grabbed at Yuu's hips, magic flowing from his fingers in his panicked attempts to heal what he could only fear was internal ripping, “Why did no one tell me!?”
“I don't think you should be bleeding from there, Yuu?”
“Silver. Words can not describe how badly I wish I wasn't. But, sadly, yeah, this is completely natural for me to do. I wish I wasn't. I am so full of fucking hatred right now, I am a literal danger to my and everyone else's safety.”
Lilia made quiet work of prying Malleus off of Yuu, though he was clearly still concerned himself, “It's natural to bleed out of your nethers?”
“Where I'm from? Unfortunately yes.” Yuu shrugs, holding Malleus's hand as the horned fae tried to reattach himself to their side, “The pussy is a curse and the price must be paid in blood sadly.” They say it with a level of nonchalance that only has the Diasomnia crew looking at them in worry.
Malleus grips tighter to Yuu's hand, raising it to press a gentle kiss to their knuckles, “Please, there has to be something that can be done to ease this curse…”
“...” Yuu pulled Malleus to the living room, showing the plethora of blankets and pillows on the floor. Empty bottle and snack wrappers pushed to a corner of the rug in an effort to keep the cozy area of the floor clear. Yuu gestures to the darkened room, heavy curtains closed to enhance the perfect sleep environment, “You guys can do whatever around the house. But, if you wanna join me, I was about to lay down in the dark listening to sad music and take a nap.”
Sebek sneers, eyes squinted as he mumbled out, “It's 8am…?”
Yuu whips around, ignoring Malleus's worried fretting for their neck, “Hey, Sebek? You don't need to fucking be here.”
Sebek's sneer turned into a deep frown, his expression clearly showing how badly he wanted to yell back. But with their ‘illness’, plus Malleus's protective stance, he knew he'd quicker be scolded than actually get a sentence out.
“Wow, you are more full of hate. You normally let Sebek get at least four sentences out before telling him to be quiet.” Silver moves to sit on the couch, only to realize that Yuu had removed all of the larger cushions and used them as padding for the floor.
Malleus looked over the sad state of his lover's nest, frowning before he pulled Yuu closer to ask them quietly, “Would you mind if I fixed your nest? This looks…barely functional.”
Yuu smiles, bringing a hand up to pat Malleus's face gently, “Do as you please, Peligroso.”
Malleus kisses their palm before moving toward the mash-up of cushions, blankets, and - to his distaste - bloody towels. He first deconstructed the mess, organizing the materials he had before coming to the conclusion he needed more.
No one tried to stop Malleus as he walked out of the room, his pupils dilated as he busied himself in nest-making.
“Beastie, are you really well? Mundane for you aside, losing that much blood at a steady pace can't be good for you…” The scent of blood was off at that. Fresh blood was concerning enough, but the smell of old blood was not good if one was actively bleeding.
Yuu waves their hand, sneaking a towel from Malleus's separated piles to sit on, “No need to worry Lils; Crewel’s made sure I've been taking iron supplement potions, plus I'm still taking the multivitamin Riddle demanded I start at the beginning of the year once our beef ended.”
Malleus returns, bulks of blankets and pillows floating behind him into the room. He quickly turns a sharp eye toward Yuu, seeing one of the cleaner towels had been taken from his nest piles. But at seeing their smile, he could only sigh and begin building.
Lilia clicks his tongue, holding the old medical bag in his hands, “Well, I'm not sure how useful this gauze is going to be then if it coming out from such an area…I'm not sure you're open to the idea of it…being inserted.”
“I'm not.”
“Fair.” Lilia removed the bag from his shoulder, allowing it to drop to the ground. Walking closer to Malleus, yet still a few feet away, he started to teasingly offer his unwanted opinion of how his ‘mate’ would like the nest to look.
Silver and Sebek took seats on the ground closer to Yuu, the second year pulling the medical bag into his lap as he started to look through it, “While the gauze may be useless, I think there's some pain ointment still in here. Possibly a potion but it's long bitter by now…Oh.”
From inside the bag, Silver pulled out a simple arm cuff attached to a hand pump and dial. It looked old, but the metal holding it together still shined, “Lend me your arm, I want to check your blood pressure.”
“My blood pressure? Why?” Yuu still held their arm out, letting Silver gently clasp the cuff to their lower bicep, “I haven't felt light headed.”
“You might not have noticed if you've been bleeding as long as you have…” he starts to pump the bulb, the cuff growing tighter, “Just see it as a way for me to get peace of mind…”
Silver and Sebek watch the needle, their expressions slowly turning concerned at the reading.
Sebek whispered under his breath, one of his eyes twitching in annoyance as he reread the result, “Why is it high?”
Yuu blinked, looking at the dial before turning to Silver, “Yeah, that's…normal.”
“...Really?”
“I don't know, man. I'm 15, I've never had to know what my normal blood pressure is.”
Silver sighed, deflating the cuff and removing it, “Did you never take notice of it when you went to the doctor for check ups?”
“Silver, baby boy, I haven't been to the doctor since I was in elementary school. Do you not know how expensive a doctor appointment is?”
“I really hate when you say things like that…” Silver still didn't understand how a simple doctor's visit cost money. It was a universal service, all they'd have to do was walk into the nearest office and simply wait.
Yuu hummed, nodding her head, “I forget that you guys have free healthcare here…I kinda just conditioned myself to be ok with dying since the doctor was so expensive where I'm from.”
Silver sighed, fingers pressing against his temple, “Please, curb that habit. For all of our sakes…”
“You got a will to live in there then?”
“...” Silver looks through the bag, managing to pull out an antique-looking locket that held a graying, grainy photo of a confused-looking Malleus on one side and a more vivid photo of a sleeping infant Silver on the other, “I think this is what father uses?”
“Oh my god?” Yuu couldn't stop the bubbling laughter that started when they spoke. They cover their mouth and gently bring the locket closer to look at the photos. Only now do they realize Malleus in the photo has a small circlet of a crown on his forehead. There was no telling how old the photo was, possibly in a time the first camera was even made and Lilia got his hands on one.
They snort, letting the locket swing from their hand and allow Silver to place it back in the bag, “Ok…that works. I now have the strength to carry on.” From the corner of their eye, they can see Sebek's stern gaze staring into the side of their face, “Yes, Sebek? Can you be helped?”
The half-faes's face pinches together harder, lip curling up into a scowl as he looks away briefly. His mild avoidance was short-lived, turning back to Yuu with an expression of concern, “You're…You're okay now, correct?”
At Yuu and Silver's stunned expressions, Sebek grows more timid, thumbs twiddling together as he clasped his hands, “Ace’s texts didn't give much info. But even knowing that…that didn’t transpire, this is still a worrying state of affairs.” Sebek looks up from his hands, staring into Yuu's eyes with steady resolve, “We have our differences more than anything. But I count you as my comrade in ensuring Waka-Sama’s happiness. Your continued good health would be in the best interest of all!”
It was no secret that Yuu and Sebek did not get along. Their first official meeting was a brawl that neither walked away from unscathed (and Sebek left the fight with a secret he'd be taking to his grave under Lilia's instructions). They bickered, fought, and openly slandered each other every chance they got. Truely, the only things keeping them from killing each other were the facts they shared the same friend group and that Yuu was romantically involved with Malleus. Yuu was sure without those factors, Sebek would have actually declared them an enemy of Briar Valley itself.
So to see and hear the other first-year state that he was concerned was jarring at best.
Yuu stared at Sebek, the half-fae looking at them with an open and vulnerable expression as he waited for their truth. Honestly, were they ok? It'd been only a few days but this felt like the worst period Yuu had ever had. And seeing how their flow wasn't easing as it normally would, they were sure it was going to be longer than normal too. They were in pain, everyone was treating them as though they would shatter at the slightest inconvenience. They were free bleeding of all things…but, their friends cared and were each trying to make things better.
Azul and the Tweels had basically tried to cater their every meal, though they kept their distance; mer noses were so sensitive to blood after all. Crewel would come in the evenings with medication and conversation. Riddle was compiling a list of some kind with Jade, but he was using info from their “interview” to figure out ways to ease their symptoms. Ace and Deuce had both swore to actually take notes for once so that they wouldn't fall behind in their classes. Trey had texted a number of times, sneakily trying to gauge their temperament so he could ambush them with baked goods. Cater had sent several photos of wet, angry, disheveled-looking cats with the caption ‘this u?’ whenever they were in a bad mood.
Even just yesterday, Jack had basically appointed himself as their bodyguard, not allowing anyone closer than 2 feet from their person. Ruggie had gone into nursemaid mode and Yuu was mildly terrified at how prepared and willing he was to help them deliver a baby. Even Leona's lazy ass had helped. Held them while they cried all the way to their dorm, calling them at midnight just to check if they were sleeping and not up alone with their thoughts.
And now, the Diasomnia family unit had brought them a first aid kit. Not the correct move, but a show of concern either way. Looking into Sebek's face only cemented how cared for they were by their forged family. Yuu opened their mouth slightly as though to speak, waiting as Sebek perked up, leaning closer to fully hear what they were about to say.
Instead of words, all that escaped Yuu's mouth was a burp that traveled directly into Sebek's face.
The half-fae sputters, annoyance growing at Silver's near silent ‘Excuse you’ to the other human. He wiped at his face as though he could remove the air, growling before he pointed a finger at Yuu's smug little grin, “You should have been killed when your mother birthed you!”
“Sebek.”
Sebek quickly placed his hand in his lap, frowning hard as he looked down in an odd mixture of shame and anger. Malleus had turned around and scolded him almost instantly. The dragon fae was frowning, eyes filled with a disappointment only an older sibling could give. He stared long enough until Sebek finally relented and spoke through gritted teeth at Yuu.
“My deepest apologies. You are injured and I have no reason to…antagonize you. Please, forgive me…”
“Did that hurt to say, Sebek?”
Silver placed a hand on Yuu's shoulder, trying to not sigh or laugh their antics, “Yuu…”
Yuu smiled, tilting their head and nodding, “Apology accepted, Sebek. Just don't be mean to me, okay~?”
Translation; I'm going to milk this for your whole visit.
Sebek's frown curled so tight it could only be called a pout. But seeing how he didn't speak further, Yuu turned to speak directly to the 3rd years only to choke mildly at the new impressive structure taking up space adjacent to the fireplace.
What was once their sad faux floor bed set up was a large blanket nest. Pillows tastefully lining the sides for support and comfort, blankets laid together to cover the couch cushions while some were still free to wrap in. A large throw blanket suspended in the air by magic cloaks the whole structure like an open tent. It looked cozy, it looked inviting. Yuu almost hated how proud Malleus looked of his work.
“...” Yuu rolled their eyes, trying to hide their blush as they turned away from Malleus's increasingly smug face, “Ok, your nest is very impressive. Are you proud of yourself?”
“Not until you are in it.”
Lilia spoke quietly, eyes giving Malleus a playful warning look as he chuckled, “Remember you two, we're here with you…”
Yuu laughs, standing from their towel and stretching, “Alright, nap time.” They take care to place down the towel, climbing into the nest and making themselves comfortable in the structure. They had no actual animal-based DNA, but they felt the need to curl up and sleep for DAYS from their new cozy spot. Malleus had built the nest well.
Opening their eyes, they could barely stop the snort that tried to escape them. Malleus was pressed against the side of the nest, eyes wide and focused on them. Yuu tilted their head, smiling widening as Malleus tilted his head in response, “You wanna join me?”
The question makes Malleus lean back, eyes almost bulging out of his head before he manages to school his features, “So bold…As always.” He laughs from behind his hand, “I’m happy to see you are in better spirits compared to yesterday.”
Yuu casts him a confused glance, wondering just when the dragon fae had seen them yesterday. While Malleus made himself comfortable beside them, they looked at the remaining Diasomnia unit standing at attention around the nest, “You guys coming in?”
Lilia snorts, ignoring Mallues’s glare demanding they refuse Yuu’s invitation, “Are you sure, Beastie? We wouldn’t want to intrude…” His eyes lock on Malleus’s, communicating silently that if Yuu invited them into their nest, it’d be rude to deny their request.
“I mean I invited you in the first place.” They gesture to the empty space beside them and Malleus, “Plus, this thing has room for like four more people…”
Malleus mumbles under his breath, an arm wrapping around Yuu’s middle and bringing them closer to his body to nuzzle into their hair, “Or eight children…”
“What?”
“Hm?” Malleus pulls from their hair, smiling at their confused face before making himself comfortable against them again.
Lilia actually laughs this time, “Well, if you insist.”
Everyone climbs into the nest; Lilia pressed against Malleus’s side with Silver beside him already half asleep. Sebek had begrudgingly made his place beside Yuu, huffing as the human offered their hand to hold. Neither of them speaking when Sebek does grip their hand gently. Once everyone had seemed cozy, Yuu retrieved their phone from their pajama pants pockets, opening their ‘sad times’ playlist to start playing music. But the sound of a thud rings out from the kitchen, everyone turning to the noise in mild suspense. Soon, Grim enters the room with a bag of cookies clutched in his mouth.
Yuu raises an eyebrow but helps Grim climb his way into the nest, the cat curling up against their side squished between them and Sebek, “Was that you? Did you fall off of something-hold on.” They grab the bag of cookies from Grim, frowning once they realize what they were holding, “Are these the good cookies? You little shit, you said you ate the last of them!”
Grim grumbled, curling up tighter to Yuu’s side and swatting at their hand tugging on his ear, “I lied! You always hog them so when you left one day I hid them to snack on myself…But…” He huffed, looking at them from the corner of his eyes, “I think you need them more than I do…”
“...” Yuu sniffled, fanning their face as tears started to build in their eyes, “Grim…Grim…” They take a shuddering breath, ignoring the others watching them in worry, “I already threw up like twice yesterday from crying so hard, I’m not doing it again.”
“Parden?” Malleus’s brows creased. When did they throw up!? Just how severe was this illness?
Yuu waves his concerns off, tapping onto their ‘Sad Vibes’ playlist, setting it to shuffle before they connect to the lounge speakers, “It's not important, Malleus. I'm not gonna cry. We're gonna lay down in the dark and listen to sad songs and sleep.”
Sebek mumbles from beside Yuu, his free hand petting a softly purring Grim, “That seems to be the perfect setting to cry in…?”
Lilia gives Yuu a worried glance but doesn't agree nor disagree. He instead places a hand on Malleus’s shoulder, a silent effort to calm the dragon's fussing, “Well, if we're going to listen to music, just none of that Mitsuki woman please…”
Silver blinks his eyes open, tiredly looking to Lilia, “But I like the dog song.”
“...” Lilia sighs, his arm moving to wrap around Silver's shoulders and bringing him closer, “I…I know…”
Yuu tearfully laughed, laying their head onto a softly fretting Malleus. Their weak laughter breaks from teary into genuine amusement as the first song starts.
My baby, my baby…
Leaning over Malleus, snickering as the dragon fae gently presses her head back down to his chest as a silent command to sleep, Yuu whispers to Lilia, “I’m sorry…”
Lilia’s smile is strained, his grip on a sleeping Silver slowly increasing as he fought against his own emotions, “No you're not…”
The nap lasted far too long, Malleus thought to himself. The dragon fae didn't actually sleep, but he kept watch of his family as they did. Silver of course slept, curled up in Lilia's intense embrace before the bat general eased into a light sleep. Though Sebek had been the most against the nap, he had dozed off not long after Silver. One hand still gripping onto Yuu’s while the other resting on a snoring Grim's back.
Yuu was out almost immediately after Sebek, a content smile on their face as they curled up to Malleus's chest. A smile he watched slowly fade through the hours. A common occurrence as one slept, something he's learned from years of watching Silver. What concerned him were the twitches and grimaces of pain that started to increase the longer they stayed asleep. He didn't want to wake Lilia to ask for advice, the older fae having spent most of his night in worry over Yuu's condition and it didn't help he wasn't a morning person normally.
But if the discomfort was enough to affect Yuu's sleep, it was no wonder they felt the need to nap so early in the morning. They possibly hadn't slept the night before from pain alone. He had spent a few moments thinking how he could help, an arm around their waist and a hand pressed to their lower stomach to ease magic from his fingertips. His healing magic wasn't nearly as refined as he wanted. No matter how much magic he poured in, there were no wounds to be closed on the surface. But he could feel how Yuu would curl into his palm, almost trying to trap the heat close to them.
So for the past two hours he laid in a nest with his fiancé, his father, his brother, his brother's ‘friend’, and a cat; palm pressed just above his lover's mysteriously bleeding anatomy to act as a glorified hot water bottle.
Though he had no true method of knowing, he felt as though his grandmother was laughing at his predicament.
And while he did find the lyrics and vocals of Miss Amy Lee to be rather enchanting, he felt relieved to hear the music stop playing abruptly and a shrill beeping take its place. He couldn't help but smile, listening to everyone minus Silver groan at the sound of the alarm. Lilia huffed, snuggling his nose into Silver's hair while the human knight remained perfectly asleep. Sebek had pouted but still sat up, blinking in mild confusion as to where he was. Yuu had tried to bury their head in the space between his arm and chest, a hand reaching out blindly to no doubt silence the alarm.
As much as Malleus enjoyed his loved ones sleeping peacefully around him, he didn't think letting them sleep anymore was the correct choice. He smiled, easily catching Yuu's hand to gently kiss their knuckles, “My dear. I do believe your nap is over now.”
Yuu groans, but doesn't try to pull away, “At least turn the alarm off…”
Lilia clicks his tongue, finally pulling away from Silver to sleepily reach for Yuu's still blaring phone, “I got it…”
“Thanks-ack!” They were batted in the face by Grim's increasingly annoyed tail, the dire beast fighting to stay asleep from the rising noise. A move that had Yuu sneezing after a few moments.
The fae and Grim instantly snapped to attention. Yuu's sneeze was quickly followed by an overwhelming scent of blood. The sudden change in the atmosphere instantly waking Silver. Sebek had tightened his grip on Yuu's hand, almost as though he were helping them to brace against pain. Grim scrambled away from their side, moving to frown and shake from the other side of Sebek.
Malleus brought both his arms to wrap around Yuu's body. How could he let his guard down in such a way? They were sick. Why did he assume a nap was the correct choice to make? They should be in the care of a professional. Now they had clearly torn something, or something had hemorrhaged and they were bleeding out internally-
Lilia turned the alarm off, quickly kneeling and placing his hands on Yuu's knees, “Yuu, I know you said this was natural. But this is concerning. As your future midwife, I implore you allow me to check there isn't actual damage to yourself.”
“I- Lilia, I'm fine. I just sneezed.” Sneezing on one’s period was never nice, sure. Yuu fully felt as though they just forced out half their bladder even though they knew that wasn't the case. “It happens sometimes. The clenching just makes blood come out.”
Malleus growls, his arms tightening around Yuu's body. Lilia was right. No matter how much Yuu claimed it was normal and routine, they shouldn't be bleeding like this, “My love, please. Let him check. Lilia has more medical training than possibly anyone on campus. Just allow him to check.”
“Malleus-”
“Please…” Malleus pleads, concern clear on his and the other's face.
“...” Yuu rolls their eyes but starts to shimmy their pajama pants down, “Fine. If it'll calm you down.”
Sebek and Silver instantly look away, though both shuffle closer in an act to box Yuu in so that no one else could see the human’s privates.
Lilia was quiet, eyes looking unblinkingly at what he could only describe a mess. He was careful, only touching Yuu's anatomy for brief moments to send pings of magic through the flesh to search for opened wounds. But other than the blood he couldn't find anything that would call for concern. Leaning back he sighed, bringing the back of his hand to rub at his eyes, “By the Seven, this is a mess…”
“Wow, Lilia. I'm so happy you're here to stare into my abyss and call it a fucking mess.” Yuu glared, hoping their voice carried just how annoyed they were, “Really, I'm so glad.”
“My apologies, Beastie. I just haven't seen a vagina in this bloody a state since Sebek was born…”
Sebek half turned around, expression vaguely disgusted and horrified, “What?”
Yuu snorts, shaking Sebek’s hand still holding theirs in a way of gaining his attention, “Wow, Sebek, way to wreck your mom’s pussy.”
Sebek retaliated, using their still joined hands to twist and force Yuu’s arm into a painful bend. Yuu had quickly tried to escape his hold, both by wiggling their trapped arm and also using their free hand to slap at Sebek’s face while making repeated yelps of pain. Sebek had managed to dodge only a few hits until a bolt of lightning hit just outside, the flash sending the room into a blinding state before the light faded. Malleus glared down at Sebek, silently demanding the half-fae release his fiance.
Once freed, Yuu instantly pointed toward Sebek while looking at Lilia with wide eyes. Their tone coming out vaguely whining and childish, “He twisted my arm!”
Sputtering, Sebek looked between Yuu and Lilia. Pointing back at her while he looked at Lila pleading that he hears him out, “She talked about my mother’s vagina!”
“...” Lilia sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose before speaking, “Sebek, don’t twist Yuu’s arm; she’s already in pain. Yuu, don’t talk about Sebek’s mother’s vagina; you know he doesn’t like that.”
“Did that hurt to say?” Silver looked at his father, half joking but delivered in such a painfully serious way that Lilia could only sigh harder.
Malleus’s expression only grew more concerned, arms wrapping tighter around Yuu and allowing his palms to heat a bit more. He only relaxed as Yuu themselves eased a bit more in his hold, “Yuu, please. Tell me what is causing this, If not for your own sake, but my own, I need to know. I have never been more distressed and on edge than these past few days. It isn't helpful either that you continue to be nonchalant, I dare say you've hurt my feelings with how you've been handling this…
“...” Yuu takes their time to pull their pajama pants back up, moving to sit up fully to look at Malleus directly, “Malleus, you're completely valid for feeling upset with me about all of this. In hindsight, I really should have just told you guys instead of disregarding Crewel’s attempts to keep this on the downlow for the sake of campus sanity. I fucked up, I will take that L. But I want you to know and consider that I have been in pain, tired, sad, and enraged both consistently and erratically for days. Do you really think the correct choice right now is to complain to me…about how my period…is making you feel?”
…
Malleus blinked, eyes darting to Lilia who only shook his head at Malleus's silent question. He looked down, then back to Yuu who was staring at him silently, almost waiting for him to answer incorrectly, “...I would still like to discuss this at a later date…when you are well again.”
“I'll make sure to set a meeting up with Azul, so that we both remember. Thank you for understanding…” Yuu's mood does a 180, now smiling and trying to stand from Malleus's arms, “Anyway, it's like noon now right? I know I have a bunch of stale tortillas and shredded cheese in the kitchen so we can make quesadillas-”
Malleus refused to remove his arms from around Yuu, basically pulling the human back into his lap, “I would like to speak about why you're dodging my question though.”
Yuu hummed, looking up to Malleus's face as they slowly twisted a strand of their hair, “...What are you talking about?”
“You are…well aware of what I've been asking you.”
“I'm really not.”
“Yuu-”
“You're sounding crazy right now.”
Malleus scoffs, rolling his eyes playfully, “Don't attempt to gaslight me. I keep asking you what caused this ailment or how I can ease this plague and you…don't answer me.” Malleus narrows his eyes, arms wrapping tighter against Yuu's body when they subtly tried to move away from him again, “Do you simply wish to…not tell me?”
“...” Yuu sighed, resting their head against Malleus’s shoulder. They smile, looking up into his eyes with a soft affection, “You know I love you right?”
“Your feminine wiles aren't getting you out of this. Answer my question.”
Silver speaks up, still rubbing the sleep from his eyes, “Malleus, they may not have an answer as to what caused it…”
Sebek grunts from Yuu's side, eyes casting a worried look back to the other freshman's covered anatomy, “If they don't know what caused it then that's even more concerning. This could be a serious medical emergency and we're all twiddling our thumbs because the one who's ill says they're fine.”
“I am fine. I just…don't wanna say why this happens…”
Lilia perks up, raising an eyebrow as he rests his chin on Yuu's now pressed together knees, “So this illness is triggered?”
“Yes? No?” Yuu huffs, raising their hands in a form of defeat, “It just happens man. But like…for a reason.”
Malleus frowned, almost pouting as he gently moved Yuu's chin to make them look directly into his eyes, “Yuu. My dear. I'm deeply concerned. Please, just tell me what causes this so we may prevent it…”
“...” Yuu sighs, closing their eyes before opening them, “...This happens when I don't get pregnant.”
…
Silver fully turns to Yuu, eyes focusing on the other human as though he could physically see through what he begged was a lie, “Are…Are you serious?”
“Like the fucking heart attack that will take Sebek out one day.”
“Hey-”
“Oh!” Malleus smiles, his eyes shining to the point Yuu was certain they were glowing, “This is easily fixed then.”
Yuu continued to smile, shaking their head knowing what the dragonfae was going to suggest, “...Malleus…”
“I simply need to impregnate you. Then you won't be affected by this plague again.”
“...” Yuu sighed, “No…”
“...” Malleus's expression falls back into an angered pout, “Why not?”
“It doesn't work that way…”
“...” His expression deepens, “How does it not ‘work that way’ exactly?”
Lilia patted Yuu's leg, flicking his head toward the entryway of the lounge as a silent command to Sebek and Silver, “We're gonna go…”
Yuu turned away from Malleus, blinking at Lilia in astonishment as the fae and other Diasomnia pair stand up, “Now why the fuck would you do that?”
Silver was kind enough to scoop Grim into his arms, the dire beast still shivering from the sudden scent of blood, “We’ve come to an agreement that we’d leave the room when you two start fighting.”
“We aren’t even fighting…” Yuu muttered under their breath, making a point to not look toward Malleus’s upset face. They’re pretty sure they’d start giggling at how frustrated he’s being about this.
Sebek shakes his head, already walking out of the room, “You become incredibly uncivil to everyone when you and Waka-Sama have disagreements. Lilia-Sama is right in having us leave the area before you two really start…”
“We aren’t fighting?”
“We’re fighting a little…” Malleus mutters under his breath, glaring off to the side.
Yuu glares over their shoulder, “No, we aren’t.”
Lilia walked behind Silver, holding his hands up as they left the room, “We’re gonna go. We'll make you two those quesadillas!” He ignored Yuu’s wide eyed stare, closing the doors of the lounge behind him and leaving Yuu and Malleus alone in the room.
The silence was loud, the two of them sitting comfortably in the nest. After a few more moments of quiet, Yuu sighs loudly, tucking their head to Malleus's chest and nuzzling into him gently.
Malleus sighs himself, leaning down to press a kiss to the crown of Yuu's head, “My love…please. You're hurting and I don't understand why you won't let me help in the best way I can…”
“Because it wouldn't actually help, Malleus.” They felt bad. It hadn't really hit them just how out of the realm of reality their period was to everyone. Sure the event itself could be scary in their old world, the amount of first period horror stories only grew as the years went on. But to have no frame of reference… the concept of a period sounded downright terrifying.
“How?” Malleus huffed, an air of frustration growing. Were they joking around? Deliberately speaking in circles to annoy him as a tease? “You said this happens if you don't get pregnant. If you get pregnant, then you will not have to deal with this ailment.”
At Yuu's own frustrated sigh, Malleus's eyes widen, “Is…is it too late?” A feeling of guilt starts to grow in him. Were they meant to be impregnated at a specific time? Had a window of opportunity been missed? Was this the rest of Yuu's life now; bleeding out of their intimates and crying so hard they were forced to purge?
Yuu couldn't help but chuckle at Malleus's face, reaching up to bring the worried fae closer for a gentle kiss. They speak as they pull away, “Calm down. This isn't going to last forever and I'll be back to normal by the end of the week at worst.”
Malleus curls around them, his hand still a gentle heat on their lower stomach, “But why wouldn't we simply skip this and just…start our agreement now? If the trigger for this ailment is that you weren't impregnated, why can't we have our child now so that you won't have to suffer this way.”
“I'll be honest with you, Malleus. It's literally because I don't wanna be a teen mom; that's the main reason. But also…there's no guarantee my period would stop during a pregnancy. Plus it'll still come back like a few months after having the baby…”
“...” Malleus pulls away from Yuu, staring at them in a silent state of confusion but his eyes were screaming, “Why…would you get the period…if you're pregnant? Isn't that…you stated you get your period if you don't get pregnant?”
“That is correct, yes.”
“...But…you could also…get your period…if you are pregnant?”
“Ye…”
“...”
Another long stretch of silence passed in the room and Yuu felt as though they could physically see the gears turning in Malleus's head. Double checking the math one would say.
“...Then what's the point of it?”
Yuu snickers under their breath, “Well, I don't think I'm knowledgeable enough to really give you the TED talk about the Tree of Knowledge and the original sin…”
“...” Malleus placed a hand on their forehead, “Are you…have you gained a fever? Is delirium a symptom of your period?”
“I'm not crazy, shut up.” Yuu pushes Malleus's hand off of their face with a grin. Cozying back into his embrace, one of their hands resting on his pressed to their lower stomach, “Periods are weird and horrible and I do not have the answers you're seeking sadly.”
Malleus could only sigh, feeling a pit growing in his mind and heart as he felt his uselessness to his love in this situation, “Is there anything you'll allow me to do? I only wish to help you during this…”
Yuu hums, reaching up to gently cupping Malleus's cheek, “This is plenty. Just…hold me and tell me you love me…”
“I love you, dear.” Malleus smiles, soft and kind as he nuzzled into Yuu's palm, “Though I'm loathed and disconcerted, I'm delighted to know I can at least help in this way…”
“I am too. You surprisingly make a great heating pad.”
Malleus moves to remove his hand, “Oh, is my hand too warm-”
Yuu quickly grips at Malleus's hand, face still calm and content but their fingernails bite into the fae's skin, “If you take this hand off of my body I will rip your spine out of you through your asshole.”
“Ah…”
They sat in comfortable silence, Malleus only mildly terrified at the visual of his spine being removed from his body by force. Their serene atmosphere half ended by Lilia happily bursting into the room with a plate of slightly charred quesadillas.
“Lunch time~!” Lilia walked to the nest, kneeling down and holding out the least burnt tortilla to Yuu's face, “Pspspspspspsps.”
Yuu's eyes snap open, a wild smile on their face as Malleus chuckled and kept them locked in his arms, “Lilia Vanrouge, I will break the fucking bones in your ears. Did Cater tell you to do this!?”
#twisted wonderland#twst#disney twst#twst wonderland#yuu oc#malleus x yuu#malleus x reader#mallyuu#twst malleus#malleus draconia#twst lilia#lilia vanrouge#twst silver#silver vanrouge#twst sebek#sebek zigvolt#sebek x silver
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Author’s Note: Happy Valentine’s Day! Here’s a little Josh fic for you all. Just as an aside, this fic follows the reader after she’s just gotten out of a past relationship that ended badly. I used gender neutral pronouns and words for her ex and Josh is also written as being queer in this fic. I wanted to make this as inclusive an experience as possible for my readers so that is why I chose to use gender neutral language for her ex-partner. And obviously, Josh has never given us a specific label for himself and so I didn’t want to assume anything about him by doing so myself but I do write that he’s had past relationships with both men and women – but I am in no way claiming to know his dating life or how he identifies. I hope you all enjoy and happy Valentine’s Day to each of you <3
Warnings: Smut (p in v sex, unprotected sex), oral (f. receiving), fingering, pleasuredom!Josh, discussions of infidelity (past relationship - not between reader and Josh), slight panic attack (nothing major), feelings of body insecurity, parties, drinking. 18 Only. Minors DNI
Word Count: 5k
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Fuck them was all you really had left to say. In all honesty… there wasn’t much to say at this point. You’d given them 3 years of your life – 3 years spent crafting a future around a person who, in the end, hadn’t cared enough to do the same for you. You’d been with them for 3 whole years, had spent hours and hours of time with them, loved them at their best and their worst, comforted them when they needed it, been their shoulder to cry on, celebrated their achievements, and loved them with your whole heart for those entire 3 years. And how had they repaid you in the end? By climbing into bed with someone else. A quick fuck with a stranger that they met at a bar was apparently worth more than the 3 years that you had spent loving them the way that you had. It’s crazy how even after all that time you can still find out that you hardly even knew a person at all.
And now here you are the day before Valentine's Day eating ice cream and watching The Office reruns on your couch to try and keep from actually thinking about the hurt you have in your heart. You’ve cried all the tears you have and now you’re just left with a hollowness that you can’t seem to shake. There’s a hole in your heart where all that love for them used to be and now you’re stuck in this weird limbo between heartbroken and downright furious.
Ping!You glance down to where your phone screen has lit up with a text message. You pick it up and immediately sigh at the message that waits for you.
Danny 9:08 PM
Please tell me you’re still going to come to the party tomorrow night
You hadn’t been planning on it. You’d thought since the very moment that Josh had brought up the idea of a Valentine’s Day party that it was borderline ridiculous. But you had agreed to go simply because your partn- your ex had said that they wanted to go. But now that they weren’t in the picture anymore… the thought of going to a party where everyone is going to be hanging off the arms of their partners and, as Josh had put it, love is gonna be in the air! makes you want to scream. Hell no. Fuck no, even.
You 9:09 PM
Don’t think so. Not really in the Valentine’s Day mood to be honest.
It takes hardly even a minute before Danny answers you back.
Danny 9:10 PM
Totally fair
Danny 9:12 PM
There’s gonna be free booze tho… And you’ve gotta stop rotting away on your couch eventually
You pause for a moment before answering. He’s right to be completely honest. You’ve spent two weeks holed up in your apartment and wallowing in self-pity after your breakup. And honestly it’s starting to get a little old. But a Valentine’s Day party? You’re not sure that that is going to be the best break from your self-imposed lock down. But on the other hand… free booze does make the whole idea just a little bit more appealing. Plus, it’d be a great excuse to get dressed up and feel sexy for a night and have it be just for you and not for anyone else. And you haven’t actually gotten to see Danny and the rest of the guys a whole lot recently thanks to their busy schedules.
You sigh once again before texting Danny back in defeat.
You 9:15 PM
Fine
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Any and all excitement that you had the night before is entirely gone by the time you step through the doorway of Josh’s incredibly color-coordinated home. You’d felt sexy in your outfit as you’d stepped out of your apartment but the loud music and even louder people make you want to turn heel and run in the opposite direction. But you’re here now so you figure you might as well enjoy the free booze. You’d taken an Uber tonight solely so that you can get as drunk as you want without having to worry about driving back to your apartment.
“Y/n!”
Danny comes bounding over to you, crushing you in a hug that steals your breath away. You squeeze him back and giggle softly.
“You smell like beer.” You scold him, wrinkling your nose in mock disgust.
Danny smiles and nudges your shoulder with his.
“And you don’t and that’s just not acceptable.”
With a comforting hand placed on your upper back, Danny leads you through the crowd of people into Josh’s kitchen where an array of bottles and stacks of red solo cups await you on the counter. And amidst it all, pouring himself another drink, is the host of this over-the-top Valentine’s Day party. He grins at you as you and Danny enter and you can’t help but to smile back.
“I didn’t think you were gonna make it out tonight!” Josh starts, throwing back a shot before turning his body to face the two of you fully.
You shrug and jab your thumb towards Danny who laughs lightly.
“I’m persuasive.” Is the only bit of explanation he gives.
“And annoying.” You mutter playfully as you walk over to the counter to survey the various choices in alcohol that lay before you. “Watcha makin?”
Josh’s attention drops back down to the drink that he’d been in the middle of pouring when you’d walked in.
“Tequila Sunrise.” He holds up the glass for you to see and you’re impressed with how nice the drink looks. “I’m no bartender but…”
You shake your head, eyeing the beautifully balanced red and orange colors in the glass.
“Nonsense. You know you’re good at mixing drinks. That looks great.”
A pink blush dusts the apples of his cheeks (the color of them making the white dots of his makeup stand out even more) and even the tips of his ears turn a shade darker at your compliment.
“I think you should try a sip before you praise me too much.” He extends his hand and holds the glass out to you. “For you. And if it sucks… Jake is the one who told me how to make it so blame him.”
You take the glass and sip the drink, closing your eyes and humming at the taste. Josh is watching you intently and you wonder briefly if he’s always been so damn attractive.
“And if it’s really good?” You question, taking another sip.
He puffs out his chest and grins.
“Why then it’s all me, of course.”
You can only shake your head at him but a smile spreads across your lips despite yourself.
“It’s really good, Josh. You have my stamp of approval.”
Your eyes meet Josh’s and those brown eyes of his glint with something that you can’t quite name before it’s gone in a flash. You drop your gaze to the drink in your hand and Josh looks towards Danny.
“Daniel, care for a drink?”
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You’d spent the last hour or two milling about throughout the house, saying hi to friends and occasionally bumping into Josh who always smiles warmly at you in passing as he busies himself with being a cordial host.
And you’d had perhaps one too many drinks and the room is starting to spin by the time you collapse onto a sofa to take a breather. Danny had stuck by your side for a while before his date had arrived, at which point you’d latched yourself onto Sam until he decided to leave early with a girl he met. You’d gone searching for Jake but he’d been nowhere to be found. Likely, he’s already gone home. He’s never one to stick around at social gatherings this big for too long.
You try not to but your heart aches slightly that you’d been abandoned by Sam and Danny. You know that ‘abandoned’ is a strong word but… they knew you were freshly single and hurting. You had hoped that they would have been more willing to spend just a little extra time with you tonight. In fact, the longer you think about it, the more your hurt feelings begin to grow. You’re not angry with them. Not all. If you’re being honest with yourself, you envy them. They both had someone to spend the night with tonight. Jake, too.
You glance around and suddenly all you can see is other people with their partners. Holding hands, laughing, touching, kissing. Your breathing picks up. Does everyone here but you have someone? It sure freaking feels like it. Maybe it’s the alcohol making you have such a strong reaction but you’re suddenly desperate to get out of here. You need to get out of this place. You stand, the abrupt movement causing your head to spin a bit but you ignore it in favor of trying to find an escape. As you make your way through the throng of people it’s like navigating through a sea made of nothing but smiles and kisses that aren’t for you. Your eyes scan frantically until at last… there! The door to the back porch.
You push your way to it and open the door quickly and slam it shut behind you as you escape out onto Josh’s back porch. You pause there, bowing your head and taking a moment to try and steady your breathing. Your throat burns with unshed tears but you swallow them down – you refuse to shed any more tears over the person who treated you so horribly. You refuse to give them the satisfaction.
“Y/n?”
The sound of your name makes you jump and your eyes snap open to find Josh leaning against the bannister, his head turned back to look at you.
“Hi.” You answer him, willing your voice to sound more composed than you feel. “I didn’t see you out here.”
He smiles and beckons you over to him with a lazy wave.
“Just taking a break for a moment.” His voice carries a warmth that you hadn’t realized you needed as you come to lean on the bannister beside him. “You okay?” He keeps his face purposefully neutral but you can see the concern swirling in his eyes.
“Yeah. Just got a little overwhelming in there.”
He nods, the motion making an errant curl settle onto his forehead. Your hand itches to reach up and swipe it back into place.
“No Alex tonight?”
It’s an innocent question but your ex’s name sends your heart breaking all over again. You’re not even sure why you’re still so upset. Clearly they didn’t love you the way you had loved them and you want to say that you’ve moved on but…
“No. We’re not together anymore.”
“Oh.” Josh breathes out, his features melting into a look of pure sympathy. It makes you want to cry even more. “I’m sorry.”
You shrug.
“It’s okay, really. They fucked a stranger in our own bed so… I’d say it’s a good thing that we broke things off.”
Josh winces at the bitterness in your tone and looks like he wants to say something but doesn’t know what.
“Honestly, I don’t even know why I’m still so upset. It’s not like I love them anymore. Not really.” The alcohol in your systems seems to have loosened your tongue as you begin speaking again despite having no intentions of wanting to talk about them at all tonight.
“Anyone would be upset, Y/n. Alex betrayed your trust. Regardless of how you feel about them now… it’s still painful. That’s normal.”
You huff.
“It’s stupid. Stupid and tiring and-” You stop yourself and swallow thickly. “Sorry.”
Josh smiles. It doesn’t reach his eyes all the way but it’s genuine.
“Don’t be. Trust me, I know how you feel. Once that trust is broken… it’s like you’re afraid you’ll never get it back again. With anyone.”
You turn to look at him but his face is pointed back out to the yard. As willing as Josh is to discuss matters like this with others, his own relationships he’s always been private about. He’s had a few relationships that you know of in the years that you’ve known him – some men, some women. You’d met only a handful of them in person but he’d never seemed to allow anyone in your little circle to actually get to know them other than Jake. You had no idea that maybe he’s gone through something similar.
“Sometimes I just… It feels like I’m never going to find my person. And all this-” You gesture towards the door and the Valentine’s Day festivities that lay beyond it, “just didn’t really help at all. It feels like everyone has someone but me.”
A warm, steadying hand lands on your shoulder and you swear that a tingle runs up the length of your spine at the touch. Josh’s eyes glitter in the light of the night sky and the porch light casts shadows across his sharp jawline. And as you look at him, it feels like you’re seeing him, really seeing him for the first time. And he’s beautiful.
“You’ll find your person, Y/n. I know you will. You’re too nice of a person to not.”
You can feel your cheeks grow hot.
“Thank you, Josh. That means a lot.”
“Of course.” He grins, dropping his hand from your shoulder at last. “That’s what friends are for, right? Helping each other out when we’re down?”
For some reason, his words make you pause. You and Josh have been friends for so long and you’d only ever seen him as a friend. But now, standing next to him and thinking back to all the years of kindness and laughter that he’s given you… you’re struck suddenly with the thought that maybe you don’t just want to be friends with him. You’ve always been able to acknowledge that he’s attractive. And he makes you laugh like no one else can. Always there for you when you need a shoulder to cry on. Hell, he’s been one of the only constants in your ever-changing life. And he’s-
You shake your head at yourself. He’s just a friend. He’d just said so himself.
“I wish more people were like you, Josh.” You find yourself saying softly. “You’re one of the good ones.”
He blushes – the apples of his cheeks flushing a dark red that reaches all the way down his neck too. Has he always blushed this much around you? First earlier when you’d complimented his drink making and now… Surely not. Right?
“You just have to be patient.” He tilts his head and grins, nudging your shoulder playfully with his. “And hey, if you can’t find someone else you can always give dating me a try.”
You don’t mean to but you laugh, perhaps a little harder than you should have. The idea has your heart pounding in your chest and you desperately don’t want him to see how much the joke affected you. A desperate wish that bleeds into regret as you watch the light in his eyes dim ever so slightly as you laugh.
You want to take it back. You want to tell him that maybe you’ve been blind this whole time and not seen what was right in front of you. But he only smiles tightly and straightens himself, popping his back and rolling his neck before beginning to turn away.
“I suppose I should get back inside. I’m being a terrible host by hiding out here.”
With that, he turns on his heel to begin walking back inside but his name explodes past your lips before you can stop it.
“Yeah?”
The hope in his voice makes your stomach drop.
“I-” You don’t know. You don’t know what to say. You don’t even know if these feelings are real. Have they been here this whole time, hiding under the surface? Or did it take you getting heartbroken by someone else to see the kindness that he’s been offering for years? There’s so many questions swirling through your head and you can’t seem to even form a full thought. Defeatedly, you shake your head. “Never mind. I’ll see you later.”
Josh stares at you for a long, tense moment before nodding his head.
“I’ll see you later, Y/n.”
You turn away before you see him leave but the sound of the back door shutting makes you wince. Should you have told him how you feel? Hell, you don’t understand how you’re feeling so you don’t even know what you would have told him anyway.
Regardless, you can’t shake the feeling that you’ve just made a mistake. You’ve spent years desperately wishing for true love. Dates with people had come and gone and Alex had just been the first person who seemed to want the same from a relationship as you. No one had expected you to date them. No one had expected the two of you to last as long as you did. And honestly? You hadn’t expected it either. Alex was… comfortable. Safe.
You’d been so caught up, so desperate to find love… and maybe it’s been right in front of you all along. He has been right in front of you. And you just let him walk away.
Frantically, you whirl around to go and find him but stop short at the sight of Josh shoving the door open and coming back outside. He looks frenzied but determined as he strides over to you. You’re frozen in place, but with each step that he takes you grow more and more certain about the warmth spreading through your chest. Yes, he really had been right here all along.
Josh stops. He’s so close that you can feel the warmth of his breath.
“Y/n.” His voice is soft – quiet but just as determined as his steps had been. “I couldn’t- I had to come back. I couldn’t not tell you.” He rambles, his dark eyes pinning you in place before him. “I know we’re just friends and- and I know that you don’t-”
“Josh,” you interrupt, “I love you too.”
“What?”
He’s utterly still, jaw dropped open and eyes gaping at you. If your heart wasn’t pounding so hard you think you might laugh at the sight of Josh Kiszka rendered speechless.
“I said I love you too. I don’t know why I didn’t realize it before… but I do, Josh.”
His mouth remains open for a long moment and you think for one brief, horrible second that you’ve made a mistake and he doesn’t feel the same. But then his lips spread into a wide smile that makes your heart melt.
“You- you love me?”
You nod.
“And I’m sorry that I didn’t realize it sooner.”
He huffs, the noise a mix between a sigh and a laugh before he takes a step even closer, his lips hovering just above yours. He pauses there, waiting. You give him a slight nod and then his lips are on yours – soft and pillowy and oh so warm against your own. With a soft whine, your hands find perchance on his shoulders while his palms settle on your cheeks, thumbs caressing your cheek bones. The heat of him is delicious and you use your grip on his shoulders to pull him in closer to you. He answers with a breathy moan into your mouth that sends liquid fire pooling between your legs.
“Y/n.” Your name escapes him with a sigh, his lips parting from yours for a moment to breathe. “I’ve dreamed of this.”
“Yeah?” You whisper, lips ghosting over his once again, just barely touching. “Just of kissing me?”
He catches his bottom lip between his teeth and shakes his head, curls bouncing.
“Much more than that.”
“Show me?”
Josh answers you with a Cheshire grin and turns his head to look over his shoulder at the party still going on inside.
“Think they’ll notice that I’m gone?”
“We can be quick.”
He shakes his head and grins but laces his fingers with yours and begins to tug you towards the door.
“No. We won’t.”
“You can’t just leave.” You start to protest but Josh silences you with a grin.
“They’ll take the hint and leave eventually. We’ll worry about cleaning up tomorrow.”
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You barely notice the people as Josh leads you through them and none of them seem to notice the two of you as you both slip up the stairs. It feels like a dream as he tugs you through the threshold of his bedroom, shutting the door behind you with a soft ‘click.’
“So many dreams and so little time.” He murmurs, hands finding your hips and guiding you backwards until the backs of your thighs hit the bed.
Josh kisses you again before pulling back and letting the moment hold for a moment. You take in your surroundings. The soft, white bed sheets. The warm glow of the lamp in the corner and the smell of incense. The room screams Josh – cluttered but organized, comfy.
“But enough time,” Josh continues, palms sweeping down your sides, “that we can do as much or as little as you want tonight.”
Josh is selfless in everything else that he does and you can’t help but smile knowing that he's selfless in here too.
“I want you.” Is all your brain can manage to come up with.
But it does the trick given the way Josh’s eyes glitter with mischief as his fingers dance across your shoulders and hook underneath the straps of your dress.
“Can I take this off?”
You nod and he slides the fabric down, letting it pool around your ankles and leaving your bra and panties on display for him. You’d gone with black lace and based on the groan that rumbles in his chest, it was the right choice. Before undressing you further, Josh tugs his own shirt up and over his head and tosses it haphazardly to the floor. His khakis are next and you exhale shakily as you take in his smooth, creamy skin. His body is lithe and toned, muscles defined but still slim. There’s something effortlessly graceful about his body and you reach out a hand to feel him, a palm settling on his pec and the other hand grabbing his waist and squeezing.
“You’re beautiful, you know that?” His words come out husky and a little gruff and your core pulses. “Bra off then on the bed.”
You comply, unhooking your bra and letting it fall to the floor before jumping up and scrambling backwards until your back hits the wall of plush pillows guarding the head board. He follows you, climbing onto the bed and settling onto his knees between your thighs. Chocolate eyes sweep up to yours, somehow filled with an almost innocence despite what the two of you are about to do.
“Can I taste you, Y/n?” He pleas– and it is a plea.
You want to nod. To let him use that pretty mouth on you for as long as he pleases. But years of insecurity – insecurity that’s only been made worse after recent events, bubbles to the surface.
“I- I didn’t shave. You don’t have to.” You hate how weak your voice sounds. You hate that you feel like this. You hate how every single cell in your body wants to close your thighs and hide from him despite the love that you see swirling through his eyes.
“I want to.” Josh answers, warm hands finding purchase on your thighs. “And I don’t care about whether or not you shaved, Y/n. It’s your body that you’re choosing to share with me.” His thumbs trace small, soothing circles into your skin. “But if you don’t feel comfortable that’s okay too.”
You take a deep breath. You let all those insecurities that have welled up recently come to the forefront of your mind. You let yourself feel each one. And then you let them go.
“Y-you can. You can taste me.”
Josh smiles softly, the weight of your trust not lost on him as he leans down and slides your panties down your legs. Already soaked, Josh hums at the sight.
“Stunning.” He says, swiping a finger through your folds and earning a cry from between your lips.
Hooking his arms beneath your thighs and dropping his body to lay against the mattress, Josh pulls your glistening center flush against him and sucks your clit into his mouth. He rolls his tongue around the swollen bud and your hips buck up to meet the feeling.
“Oh fuck.” You whine, eyes shut tightly against the onslaught of pleasure.
His tongue works over you effortlessly, switching between circling around your clit and slipping into your entrance. The sound is obscene. Your wetness coupled with the way Josh moans into your heat has the band of pleasure in your lower belly beginning to tighten already. It’s like he somehow knows exactly what you like the most – effortlessly coaxing you to the edge. He’s groaning into you, head thrashing from side to side and his own hips pushing down into the bed.
“Josh.” You warn, your body beginning to tense as the white hot pleasure keeps building.
“Cum in my mouth, mama. I need it.”
With one last lick of his tongue against you the wave breaks. With a loud cry, you let the pleasure overtake you and Josh keeps working you through it, making sure to give you the most pleasure he can as your orgasm works its way through you.
Finally, he sits up and wipes his mouth against the back of his hand.
“How was that?”
It’s an innocent question but the cocky grin he’s sporting lets you know that he knows exactly how good it was.
“Fuck.” Is all you manage to say and Josh giggles.
“Eloquent.”
Josh sits up and you can see his cock straining through the fabric of his boxers, his flushed tip trapped underneath the waistband. Even covered you can see that he’s big. You’d always known that he was – his jumpsuits leave little to the imagination. But seeing it like this, hard and leaking for you, makes your breath stutter in your chest. You reach out to feel him but he stops you, shaking his head and grinning.
“Not done yet.” Is all he says before his fingers find your wet folds again.
Slowly, he presses a finger in and you whine, legs falling apart wider as he curls the digit. He’s watching you intently, noting every shift of your hips and every change in expression as he explores your body, finding what makes you tick. His finger brushes against your sweet spot and you cry out his name.
“Oh fuck, Josh. Right there.”
He grins.
“There it is.”
He adds another finger, scissoring them to stretch you but making sure to brush that spot over and over again as he does so. You’re a whining mess beneath him, embarrassingly close to cumming again already. No one has ever paid attention like this – actually taking the time to learn your body and its responses in order to maximize your pleasure. Maybe it's that thought that has you about to reach climax again.
“You gonna cum on my fingers, Y/n?”
You nod your head, unable to form words as he pumps his fingers in and out of you.
“Yeah? I can feel you squeezing them, baby. You can cum, angel. Just let it go.”
Your body trembles and shakes all over as you cum and Josh moans in delight at the sight of you surrendering to pleasure, at the sight of the pleasure that he is giving you. This one lasts longer than the last and Josh works you through every second of it until you're panting and shying away from the touch as the oversensitivity hits you.
“Good?” He murmurs, eyes practically black as they stare at you.
“Very, very good.” You answer with a lazy, satiated smile. “Are you going to fuck me now?”
Josh’s tongue darts out to wet his bottom lip and your eyes track the movement. You want him. You want him so bad it aches.
“Only if you want me to. We don’t have to do anything else tonight.”
Of course he didn’t expect more from you. And you’re 100% certain that if you asked him to, he’d lay down and go to bed with you right now despite how hard his aching member must be. But you don’t want that. You want him. All of him.
“I want you to, Josh. I need you to fuck me.”
A soft, delicate little whine escapes him.
“Okay.”
Wordlessly, he reaches over to his night stand and opens a drawer. His hand disappears inside it before reappearing with a condom in hand. He palms himself once with his right hand through his boxers before hooking his fingers in the waistband and tugging them down.
You never knew that a cock could be so fucking pretty.
He rips the foil with his teeth and rolls the latex over his length, hissing as he does so.
You let your legs fall apart and beckon him to you. With dark eyes, Josh pumps his length in his hand once, twice, before he guides himself into your soaked entrance. He’s big, the stretch causing a delicious mix of pleasure bordering on pain. He moans as he bottoms out and your hands latch onto his shoulders and your fingertips dig into the muscle.
“Fuck, you feel good.” You moan, already aching for him to move.
“And you feel like satin, angel. So fuckin’ tight.”
Slowly, Josh pulls almost all the way out of you before sliding back in again. His arms come to rest on either side of your head, his weight resting on his forearms. With each snap of his hips you can’t help but moan. Every movement, every inch of him, sends sparks of pleasure through your entire body. Sex with Alex had been rough – frenzied and almost mindless. But this? This is worship.
“Don’t stop.” You beg, heels digging into his hips to keep him close.
“Wouldn’t dream of it.” His voice sounds wrecked – cracked and broken with his own pleasure.
“You’re so good.” You find yourself mumbling, eyes squeezing shut. “So fucking good, Josh.”
You can feel his length twitch and pulse inside of you as soon as the words leave your mouth. He likes knowing that he’s making you feel good.
“Wanna make you cum, mama. Wanna make you feel good.” He whines, jaw dropping open and face contorting in pleasured agony.
You nod your head frantically, tits bouncing as he picks up his pace.
“Feels so good. Oh fuck!” Your own voice sounds foreign to you – high pitched and almost squeaky. You’re losing yourself in the pleasure, his cock hitting your sweet spot perfectly.
“Please cum, baby. Cum on my cock. I need to feel it.”
His right hand slips into the heated space between your bodies and his finger finds your clit, ruthlessly swirling the pad of his finger in time with his thrusts.
“Fuck I’m gonna cum, Josh. Please, please, please.”
“You don’t have to beg, baby.” He grits out, his pace beginning to falter as your walls clench mercilessly around him. “Gonna take care of you. Gonna get you there.”
It hardly takes a minute more before the band snaps. With a harsh scream, your orgasm rips through you. Stars explode behind your eyes and any thoughts that you had have been ripped from you. All you can focus on is the pleasure as Josh keeps fucking you through your high. The only words you can think of fall from your lips in a breathy whine.
“I love you. I love you. I love you.”
Josh cries out harshly, his own body tensing as he finally lets himself reach his own climax.
“Oh fuck, I’m cumming. Y/n.” His words are almost a growl, rumbling from deep within his chest as his orgasm hits him fully. “I love you too. Fuck, I love you so much.”
With one last thrust of his hips the two of you finally settle, Josh’s weight coming down to pin you to the mattress as you both come back to yourselves. He doesn’t pull out, allowing the intimacy of the moment to stretch on.
“My God.” You mumble, your throat feeling raw from screaming.
Josh leans down to capture your lips with his, his tongue exploring your mouth lazily for a moment before he draws back.
“I love you, Y/n.”
“I love you too. I’m sorry I took so long.”
“I would have waited even longer so long as I got to have you in the end.”
You pull him down to kiss him again.
“You have me.”
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Hi, sorry this is my first time asking somebody something and English is not my first language so I apologize in advance.
I hope this is the right way to send in requests (I feel like a grandma using this app tbh 💀) but anyway I am in love with how you write chrollo and I honestly cant get enough.
So could you maybe write about Chrollo having an insecure s/o like she actually looks basic and even if she styles her hair and puts makeup on while wearing something pretty it doesn't make her feel beautiful so she rather wears casual clothes? I hope it is not too much
But again thank you for your writing <3
🕸️~ hello!! i’ll be happy to write your request, and dw you sent it in correctly lol💚 im very happy to see that you like the way i write chrollo, the whole reason i write is to make you all happy! without further ado, let’s get into the writing. enjoy, ily <333 so sorry for the wait btw :(( @shyminnie07
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𝐜𝐡𝐫𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐨 𝐱 𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐞𝐜𝐮𝐫𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫
You stared at yourself in the mirror, brows furrowed in thought. You’d spent the last hour and a half styling your hair, doing your makeup, getting dressed up, and accessorizing just to stand in front of the bathroom sink and not feel any different. Your boyfriend, Chrollo, and you were supposed to attend a prestigious gathering of crime syndicates and leaders, but standing here now, you were wondering if maybe you should back out. Chrollo was sure to be the most important figure at this gala, and to have a plain girl like you on his arm wouldn’t be a good look for him. No, people would be expecting a drop dead gorgeous girl, a woman rather, one who walked with pride and exhibited an aura of confidence and sophistication. That just wasn’t you.
With a sigh, you began to slip the gold bracelets from your wrists, letting them clatter to the sink counter. They just felt like dead weight. Carefully, you began to do the same to your necklaces.
You weren’t expecting Chrollo to walk in then, entering your bathroom in a very elegant black and red suit and tie. His hair was down and his forehead bandaged as it usually was when you two went out. The dark colors of his clothes brought out the paleness of his gray eyes, easy to get lost in as usual.
Seeing Chrollo look so lovely only confirmed your doubts, and still fiddling with your necklace clasp, you gave him a halfhearted smile as he came up to you.
Chrollo’s lips spread into a warm, dazzling smile. “My love, you look absolutely stunning tonight.” He noticed you trying to undo your necklace and moved behind you, thinking that you needed help putting it on. “Do you need help with your necklace, dear?”
You stepped away from Chrollo’s hands moving up to your neck, letting out a nervous laugh. “Ah, thank you, but it’s alright. I was just going to take it off.” Finally, you managed to undo the clasp of the necklace and set the silver chain on the counter.
Chrollo seemed confused. “Take it off? But it looks so lovely on you.”
You paused, not knowing how to respond, but when you saw yours and Chrollo’s reflection in the mirror, you remembered what you were going to say. “That’s a sweet thing to say. But… I hate to disappoint you, but I don’t think I’ll be going to this event with you.” You sighed and dropped your gaze, not wanting to see Chrollo’s reaction.
“How come?” Chrollo asked, trying to meet your gaze but unable to find your eyes. “Sweetheart, is something the matter? Did I do something to upset you?”
You shook your head frantically. “Oh, no, of course not! I just… don’t think I should be seen with you.”
Chrollo paused for a moment. “Is it safety you’re worried about? It is a valid concern… but if anybody tries to harm you at all, I’ll kill them. You know that.”
“Ah, no, it’s not safety. It’s just…” You trailed off. How were you supposed to tell him that you simply weren’t pretty enough to go to such an event with someone like Chrollo? It seemed so shallow. But you just couldn’t bring yourself to embarrass him with your presence. At least for this event, he deserved someone more desirable to the eye.
“Chrollo, look at you.” You gestured to the mirror, and he followed your gaze. “Everything about you is just so… perfect. There’s nothing out of place about you.” Your eyes briefly darted to your own reflection before instinctively dropping again. “And then there’s just me, I guess.” You didn’t really know what to say after that, instead picking up the necklace you’d taken off and twirling the chain around your finger.
Chrollo was silent for a bit. “Just you?” he queried. “What does that mean?”
You weren’t expecting the question, but you answered it anyway. “Well, I mean-“ you threw your hands up and dropped them back down again- “it’s just me. I’m not really all that pretty. Even with makeup and nice clothes on, I’m nowhere near your level. I would really just make you look bad.” Feeling like you’d said too much, you started out the bathroom, but Chrollo took your wrist in his hand before you could get out of reach. Gently, he turned you around until you were face-to-face with him.
He looked you up and down, his gray eyes meaningful. For a moment he didn’t say anything.
“Oh, my love, if only you could see yourself the way I see you,” Chrollo finally sighed, the wistful look in his eyes making you avert yours.
You rolled your eyes a little, trying to seem dismissive and like you didn’t care, but it was a facade. “Yeah, me too, I guess.”
“Look at me.” Chrollo took your chin in his hand and turned your face back towards him, making you startle in surprise and immediately drop your gaze again.
“Beauty isn’t in the eyes of the beholder but rather in the mind of its owner. If you genuinely don’t believe you’re beautiful, I can’t convince you otherwise. But you are. Really.” Chrollo lifted your chin up, making you look at him this time. “However, if you really don’t want to accompany me to the gala, I won’t make you. I’d hate for you to feel insecure.” Chrollo released your face and peered into your eyes again, making sure you understood him.
You hesitated before answering, twisting a strand of hair around your finger as you gazed tentatively into the mirror. “I think this time around I’ll just… stay here.”
Chrollo nodded understandingly. “Whatever you’d like, Y/N.” He glanced in the mirror briefly, straightening his tie before walking to the bathroom door. “If you’d like me to bring you back anything, let me know. Have a good night, my love.” And with that, he was gone.
(ew that was ass wtf)
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Yup, I'm obsessed.
Hello! It's the anon that sent 3 paragraphs in one single... I'm not really sure what to call it because it wasn't exactly a request. I'm glad I was able to brighten your evening, and honestly I was a bit worried you'd think I was being a bit over the top (social anxiety, my number one enemy). Surprise, though! I actually have a request this time! I loved your yan!grian drabble and one-shots so much I couldn't wait to finish the EVO smp before sending in a request of my own.
If you could, do you think you could write a yan!grian x reader one-shot. I was daydreaming a bit and it wandered off to a plot where basically, the reader acted as almost a lost puppy with grian. Following him everywhere, showing a clear fondess towards him with their loyalty, and just constantly being by his side. As time goes on, he's so used to their company that when they aren't near him, it becomes almost maddening. It's almost an obsessive need to have them around him, to protect them, to keep them with him.
It's a very rough idea, but it's been on my mind for a while, and maybe you could play with it a bit more in your own way (if you'd like to that is!). And my goodness, this one was just as long, or maybe even longer then the other message(?) I sent to your inbox. I am once again apologizing for that fact.
It's okay anon, I had a lot of fun with this and I hope you enjoy it. I really hope it's the kind of thing you were looking for!
P.s this is my first S10 fic!!
How Could You Say No?
Oneshot
Contains: Low key yandere, Fluff (unhealthy), manipulation
Warning: This is not healthy behaviour! I write for entertainment but please be aware than in real life this type of behaviour from both parties is not healthy nor acceptable. If you find yourself in a situation like this please let someone know and stay safe!
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With a new season came new opportunities.
It had been an interesting start, that was for sure.
This time around many people had decided to take it slow and enjoy the new world, which of course you decided to do as well.
You'd been invited on an adventure to find a home, an adventure where your crush was going too. How could you say no?
So to the mountain you'd gone, messing around. But soon enough people began to claim land. You claimed some right next to Grian.
You'd had a crush on him for some time, but never had the chance to get to know him, this season you wanted to change that.
Then the fishing began. You liked fishing, but it was much more enjoyable being around Grian.
Plus, that change did happen, the two of you got to know each other well, talking all the while catching fish and treasure. You fished for hours upon hours, day after day.
Grian even built a little fishing hut for the two of you to have some shelter, which was incredibly sweet of him.
It hadn't taken much longer for Grian to build a house either, yours popped up about a week after than.
All the while the two of you still spent time together.
Grian would invite you everywhere, mining, fishing, of course you'd go.
You'd been surprised when he asked you to be his, but happy. So very happy.
The next day he gifted you a fully enchanted pickaxe, which of course you couldn't refuse. It was a gift after all.
When shops started popping up the two of you would go together, spending diamonds Grian insisted you have a share of.
He helped you gather resources, although soon enough there was no need for them.
Grian asked you to base with him, how could you say no?
The two of you spent even more time together, chopping down trees, mining through stone. Anything and everything you did, you did together.
You have done ever since the server began.
Which brings us to today, you and Grian, sitting by the sea.
Today there is no fishing, no need to fish, but Grian had asked you to come with him to sit by the ocean. So you did.
Your thoughts were left to wander, and suddenly you were left thinking of the empty wall in the kitchen and how you had the perfect painting at your house.
Not that you had lived there, or even visited, in some time.
"G, I've figured out a solution to our empty wall problem." You say, breaking the silence.
"Oh yeah?"
"Yes, I know the perfect painting. I'll have to go get it though."
"Go get it? Now?" He asks.
"I can, probably should really. You know what I'm like for remembering this kind of thing." You laugh sheepishly.
"But we're enjoying the ocean, like we used to. Can we go another time?"
"I can go myself, it's only at my old house." You say.
Suddenly Grian's eyes are on you, you can feel them almost burning a hole in the side of your skull.
"You can't go there alone, it could be dangerous." You turn to look at him, shrugging.
"It can't be that dangerous, besides, I can handle myself." His eyes darken.
"I don't want you to get hurt, you know that. What would I do if you got hurt and I wasn't there to help?" You didn't think about that.
"I, well, you can come with me then. I want to get this painting, it'll be perfect."
Grian sighs, taking your hand in his. "Okay, we'll go get it. I can't let you go alone." You smile at his words.
He stands, helping you up.
The walk to the house is longer than you remember, and sure enough it's in a bit of a state.
Nature has very much taken over, you didn't think it was that long since you'd left.
When Grian had asked you to move in it was done very quickly, most of your furniture wasn't needed, so it was either given to other hermits or left in the house for you to collect at a later date.
Looking around inside you don't think you'll be back for most of the things you left.
The floorboards squeak under your weight and Grian's. Moss covers much of the floor, vines crawl along your walls.
You move carefully towards the office, not wanting to hurt yourself.
You're glad Grian came.
As you reach for the door handle Grian pulls you away, startling you.
"Let me, just in case. I don't know what I'd do if something bad happened."
You stare at him for a second, but nod "okay." It's not exactly like you can say no. He only wants to protect you.
Grian pulls open the door with ease, scraping at the moss on the floor as the wood moves.
The office window is clearly broken, but the rest of the room looks okay.
Grian steps in, holding your hand and pulling you gently along.
You spot the painting, propped up in the corner of the room.
Many of the colours have faded from time in the sun, plus it seems to be cracked and peeling.
You feel so disappointed seeing the state it's in now, knowing how beautiful it once was.
The piece was so unique, and now it mirrors its surroundings.
You can't bring yourself to even pick it up, it's inseparable from this house now, a worn down broken place, no longer a home.
Noticing your increasing upset Grian gently guides you out of the house.
You can't bring yourself to say no.
He does more than that, holding your hand tightly and taking you all the way home.
The walk is silent, full of sorrow.
You can't even bare to look back.
Grian doesn't take you into the house, he takes you up to the swing in the garden.
He'd built it for you, a place where the two of you could relax, read, look out at the ocean from a distance.
Compared to your old home this one is beautiful, perfectly crafted, delicately detailed. This is your home now.
You try remind yourself of that, but still feel sad.
After some time in silence Grian speaks up.
"I had something I wanted to ask you earlier, when we were on the beach. It's why I didn't want to leave, but you know I'd do anything for you."
You nod slightly, knowing his words are true.
His home changed for you, he changed for you. He looks after you and gets you gifts and allows you to be creative.
He protects you from harm, takes care of you when you're sick, takes you on days out and adventures.
You turn your attention to him as he begins to speak again.
"You're very special to me, truly you are. I don't want to spend a day of my life without you, ever. You mean too much to me. You've become a part of my home, my comfort, I can't lose you. I need you to be by my side, forever." You see the box, you see the ring. A beautiful piece, you wonder if he crafted it himself.
You look at the ring, at him. You glance at your surroundings, what a beautiful life he has created for you here. A life you don't have anywhere else with anyone else.
"Marry me?"
How could you say no?
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COOKING with Sevika;
I'd love to cook with her, what the fuck?
• At any given point, she will try distracting you. Either that being playing with your hair when you're mixing the ingredients for your cookies. Or taking, and hiding the things you needed.
• Will laugh watching you struggle to find whatever she tries to hide on the top shelf. Not your fault you're short as shit.
• Eventually she will help you.
• Can't help but find it amusing and adorable when you get excited about those stupid cookie cutters she bought you. (you were eyeing them up for weeks)
• Sevika loved cooking with you, but ask that woman to crack an egg she will walk away. She didn't like the feeling of it. The texture made her skin crawl. For you though? she would do it, somehow.
• Has a serious habit of hitting you on the ass with that stupid spatula. You weren't sure why, but she loved doing it. You didn't mind though.
• Secretly enjoys making cupcakes with you more than cookies, but just seeing how happy you are, makes her happy. So she is down to make anything with you. Again, but no touching eggs.
• Has a HUGE habit of rubbing the cookie/cake batter over your face. Literally anywhere she can find space, she is right there with it, waiting. She was indeed a brat when it involved cooking with you.
• "Hey, you look pretty hot with that stuff on your face sweetheart"
• Sometimes it didn't even have to be baking. Sevika was actually a really good cook, so some nights you would just be in the silent kitchen in each others presence, cooking your dinner.
• You can guarantee whatever plays on the radio, Sevika will hum along while adding those stupid (yet cute) sparkles on her cookies. She loved it secretly.
• Cooking and baking always made you miss your family, so she would be right there wrapping her arms around you, reassuring you that it's okay.
• The days you didn't feel like cooking because you weren't feeling okay, Sevika would do everything in her power to at least get you into the kitchen, just to be there with her. She loved when you were around. You always agreed because well, you loved her and loved seeing her happy.
• She was always the one to accidently burn herself when using the stove or oven. Literally every single time.
• "Most scariest woman in Zaun, and you can't handle this?" You always teased her with no doubt.
• She is the type to admire you from afar when you're zoned out in your own world.
• Holds you, even after you're both done with making food.
• Steals more cookies from the tray for later when you're not looking. You aren't that blind though. You know her antics, in & out.
• Tells you over and over that you always make the best food/treats, even though you tell Sevika that she was in fact the better cook between the two of you guys.
• The rest of the night is just spent cuddled up together, eating your cookies and listening to the rain against the window.
Note; I'll be honest. Im slowly losing my shit. As much as i would love to be able to, i cannot fathom on how to write a full 3/4k word fucking Sevika x Reader imagine. For the ever loving Christ, i cannot get into doing one. It starts off fine, then my ADHD will come out, and i will end up writing a bunch of random words and end up stressing myself out. Head canons for me, are easier because this way i can somehow make it make sense? i think, idk. The small imagines are fine but when it comes to actually writing one with a full plot, adding more characters, set fucking scenes? i panic because i am very insecure with my writing, how it looks and sounds. I also fucking suck at writing smut. So there is that :/ Last night i deleted like 5 drafts because it just downright sucked ass. I've been staring at my cooking with Sevika head canon for 3 hours (This one) and im just loosing my fucking mind, because i feel like it's just not good enough but oh well, enjoy it. Sorry for the rant.
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Re: making homemade porn w your loser elf bestie FNSKFKSODKE GOD YOUR BRAIN IS SO HUGE AND WRINKLED!!! I deeply enjoy how one of this biggest degenerate losers in the forum falls off the face of the planet for a few weeks, comes back with a human partner, and suddenly the whole forum is like “our human 👁️👁️”
Now I am thinking more about bullying him for the camera. Sipping the thought of sitting astride him while slowly grinding on his cock and watching how red his face gets like it’s fine wine. Delighting in how his eyes get hazy and he babbles so desperately in whatever language his poor porn rotted brain can conjure up in the moment. He’s so cute when he’s losing his mind over the way your insides feel wrapped around his dick while the camera peers between your legs and watches him barely slide in and out of you. A witness to how just a bit of tight human hole makes such an elegant, graceful creature fall apart at the seams and lapse into an animalistic state. Yeah sure the two of you may take inspiration from the large amount of suggestions you get, but honestly this is your favorite way to have him <3
As an aside I NEED more of your thoughts on the people on the forum getting on his nerves and making him, dare I say, possessive? 👀 It’s one thing for him to willingly show you off, it’s another to have others so brashly ask to borrow you. I wonder if we would ever accidentally get a peek at some of the online messages that refer to him as our boyfriend 👀
(I also have some cute fluffy ideas for this pornbrained loser but this ask is already so long, I sowrry 🙈)
—🩵 Anon
"O u r Human 👁 👁" XKSJKSJXJAKAJX i love your humour
Honestly, if he also stayed a lone loser on the forum and never met you, then he'd have the same reaction to someone else bringing a human there.
He is aware it was mere fate and chance that you chose him, pure luck. That's why he doesn't feel bad about being a bit selfish and never fully showing you the forum or suggestions.
Like yes, these people are his community and were there for him when normal elf porn websites removed their human category after some some public backlash. These forums were the only reason he could even experience sexual pleasure anymore.
But now he has you. A whole real human to himself. One so willing and enthusiastic about sleeping with him, he would be crazy to pay attention to anyone else.
On the fluffy side, you were also his first ever real friend, before he knew you were human. He really has spent his days with brainrot as he fell deeper and deeper into the porn addiction, his views on actual humans morphing and mixing with fantasy. The thing that helped bring him pleasure was also becoming an addiction that made it akin to impossible to make any friends.
But he met you online, also by fate, and the two of you clicked. Played video games together or chatted by texts for hours deep into the night. He has replied to the weird memes you've sent him at 3am almost immediately since he never has the need to sleep.
You became another source of happiness for him, a true blessing he thanked Corellon for everyday.
He was so excited to meet you, preparing an entire day of fun things you can do together. But you just had to be the most attractive human he has ever seen, huh?
And yet you didn't reject him or think he was weird when he couldn't keep his obsession from showing, your insides felt so amazing as you held him close and whispered praises into his ear with every thrust.
Indulging him with your body and making him almost pass out from happiness, his heart was immediately yours to do whatever you wished to with. Even if you squeezed it and stepped on it, he'd thank you and find it the hottest thing ever.
The forums became a thing of the past, his human magazines that he spent so much of his salary on collecting and getting every new edition the day it dropped, are now forgotten and collecting dust.
He's very clingy and is a sad mess whenever you leave his apartment to go back to your home, you haven't invited him over yet so he has to helplessly wait until the next time you come over.
Coaxing you to stay whilst eating you out, using every trick in the book he can think of to convince you on why it's better to just spend the night at his place. If you want to stuff then he is ready to drive you there and back here just to get them, you don't have to lift a finger and be his lovely passenger princess.
Although, now his salary goes into funding this homemade porn new habit of his. Buying only the best of the toys for you, the highest quality vibratiors and lingerie that's tailored to your body.
He gets off using them whenever you're not around, watching a past video of you fucking yourself with these toys as he does the same. Just the idea of them having been used by a human gets him on the edge, but the fact you were that human specifically is what gets him to cum whilst crying your name.
You're very eager to film with him. He notices the way your lips curl from humiliating him on camera, softly bullying him as you tease and edge his cock. Making him fuck you with the slowest pace possible and turning him from a respectful noble high elf, into a desperate needy pathetic whore who needs his cock inside you to function.
Elves known for their grace and wisdom. The fact he has lived way more than a century and yet you reduced him to an animalistic state as he fucks you with all of his power.
High elves call sex lovemaking instead, consider it to be a joining of soul that's full of love passion and gentleness like no other. Yet he is leaving his marks along your body, squeezing your thighs so hard until his handprints stay there, kissing and sucking on your neck and throat so he can spend the whole night admiring his work while you sleep.
Sometimes during your sleep, you do hear a wet sound besides you, heavy breathing and a muffled moans as he strokes his cock, rubbing at the head to quietly get off. He doesn't dare touch you while you sleep, merely laying besides you in agony at never being able to get off on his own no matter how many times he fucks his own fist.
Your smell is everywhere too, that human scen that your kind is blissfully unaware of. He can smell it on his clothes that he lets you borrow, pillow cases and sheets.
Even his home office isn't free from it, as much as he tries to keep that space neat and tidy in case of a video call work meeting, he just couldn't refuse your request to tie him to his office chair and suck him off while he tries not to cum.
He gets the same heated feeling between his legs whenever he sits in that chair since then, clearing his throat and hiding his tenting hard cock under his desk from the camera on his work laptop. Keeping the facade of being a calm, collected noble elf.
More on the fluffy moments, he found out he likes having his ears petted gently because of your curiosity that one time. Usually elf ears are off limit since the pointer they are, the more a show of pride they represent.
Elves are discouraged to touch their ears or anyone's because of that, since they were children. Parents would tell their kids that their ears would flop or stay in weire shapes if they let others touch them.
But you just did it one day, without regard. Asking if you can try something and just reaching out towards his face. At first he panicked when he realised it was his ears, but then it felt...good.
Your touches were gentle, comforting. He found himself relaxing and leaning into you, not even caring if this is considered inappropriate. Human hands are really soft and round in comparison to elves, almost like these hands were made for the sole purpose of petting things.
Another time, you two found each other by mere chance at a supermarket while shopping. He usually avoids all humans and never looks them in the eyes, but he couldn't look away from you since the second he recognised you.
The two of you spent the afternoon shopping for groceries together, getting to know each other's food preference and actually having a good time. It reminded him that he never lost the friend he made in you, that sex never made you view him differently.
He took note of a particular snack or drink in your cart. The next time you went to visit him, he had it in his fridge for you. He isn't very good at cooking, but sometimes he shares elven dishes with you.
They're heavy on the vegetables and spices, and each dish prefers complexity rather than simplicity. He knows the tastes might be too intense for humans so he prepared a watered down version of it for you.
You make the mistake of kissing him after it, and just the taste of the original dish on his lips sends your tastebuds into alarm. One flavour after another invading your sense, it's like everything all at once was pushed to the limit. He confesses that magic is involved in making that dish to intensify the spices, but he rubs your back as you chug water afterwards to try and wash it out.
One time, you accidentally mixed your glasses and took a sip of elvish alcohol, a single small sip. You were hungover for three days after and had to take time off work. He stayed by your side in bed and nursed you back to health. Thankfully, the cantrip he was born with does alleviate pain and refresh the mind.
He admits he finds it adorable, how humans are oversensitive to so many "normal things". Like a fresh breath of life trying things for the first time.
As for the possessive side, he'd probably get really defensive about you on these forums. Claiming since he is your "boyfriend" then he has every right to be protective of you and never allow anyone else the chance to contact or meet you.
He doesn't think less of you for sleeping with him or being friends with benfits. It is one of the many things he really admires about humans and find unimaginably hot. Even if you never start a relationship with him, he will die happily knowing he was your boytoy for all of your lifetime.
What he hates is the potential that he might lose you to someone else. That other human enthusiasts like him no doubt also find these things hot about you and would want a piece for themselves.
And it's making him more possessive of you, feeling more entitled to the videos you two film. Half of them he doesn't actually share on the forums and just saves for himself. He took editing courses on the side to learn how to fully make your identity untraceable so that none of them gets the chance to find you let alone your online accounts.
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This is Our Place, We Make the Rules
A collection of mini-fics and one-shots of Hotchniss being domestic idiots in love.
Chapter 4 - Moving In
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Hi friends!!
I am back from being away for a few days. Here is a little something I've pulled together for you. I drove for 8 hours today and my brain is very tired so I'm sorry it's short <3
Just a reminder that this series is non-sequential :)
I hope you enjoy this cute fluff on this Thursday evening!
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Warnings: None!
Read over on A03, or below the cut
“What if he doesn’t want to?”
Aaron turns to look at his girlfriend sitting next to him on the couch. A smile flicks across his face as he watches her lift her hand to her mouth, her teeth already poised to tear at her cuticles. He catches her hand halfway and links it through his, kissing her knuckles before their joint hands fall to his lap.
“Sweetheart, it will be fine.”
There were so many things Aaron loved about Emily.
She was kind. Empathetic in a way he hadn’t known had existed before he knew her, the way she cared for the people she loved, as well as complete strangers, so strong he’d seen it be a detriment at times.
She loved him so fiercely, with so much of herself, he often wondered how he’d ever lived without it. They’d been together for 12 months, their friendship after she returned from Paris turning into something he’s sure had always been there. Feelings that had lingered just under the surface, thrumming under their skin when the other was nearby, until they found the right time.
Something they had both thought more than once had completely passed them by.
The thing Aaron loved the most about her, the thing that made him fall even more in love with her as time went on, was how much she loved his son.
Jack’s well-being had been her priority when they first got together. She’d pulled back from a kiss, a slightly dazed look in her eyes as she asked him about his son, about how he’d feel if they were together.
As if Jack hadn’t loved her longer than Aaron had himself. As if he didn’t seek her out every time he was sick or sad long before she’d become Aaron’s girlfriend, always begging his father to call her so she could come over and give him one of her ‘magic’ hugs.
“You can’t just say that, honey,” she says, biting her lower lip as she shakes her head, “This is a big deal. It would mean him moving from his home.”
They had recently started to discuss living together officially. For all intents and purposes, they’d actually been living together for as long as they’d been together. Aaron couldn’t remember the last time they’d spent a night apart. His closet was, more than, half full of her clothes, and her things, her favourite books and a photo of her, JJ and Penelope, had made its way over to the apartment he’d once only shared with his son.
He knew, that if he valued his life, it was best not to mention that. Well aware that it was best to let her take this at her own pace, which is why he had simply agreed when she first mentioned the idea of them moving in together a couple of weeks ago. They’d decided they wanted to find somewhere new - a house, a home for them and Jack, and whoever else might come along in the future, to grow together. To finally have the happy ending, the soft epilogue, they all deserved.
He just wished she’d believe that Jack wanted that too, that she’d relax and allow herself to enjoy the thought of their future as much as he was.
He hears the familiar thunder of his son’s footsteps down the hallway and he feels Emily grip his hand even tighter. He leans in and kisses her temple, repeating his previous words against her skin.
“It will be fine,” he pulls away and looks over his shoulder at his son, “Jack, buddy, can we talk to you for a minute?”
Jack nods and runs over, landing on the couch next to them, “Can we get pizza?”
Aaron chuckles and nods, “Yeah, we can get it later, but we need to talk to you first.”
Jack’s eyes go slightly wide, “Am I in trouble?”
Emily smiles and shakes her head, and Aaron feels her hold his hand impossibly tighter, “No, sweetie. Of course, you aren’t,” she assures him.
Aaron watches as Jack physically relaxes, Emily’s effect on him unmatched, and it warms him from the inside out, “You know Emily has been part of our family for a while now?” He asks, and Jack nods enthusiastically. Aaron feels Emily press her face into his shoulder, her shy smile something he can feel through his shirt, “Well we’ve been thinking it’s time for us to find somewhere bigger for us to live, and we wanted to know what you think.”
Jack furrows his brows a little, “Like a house?”
“Yeah, exactly like a house,” Emily says, smiling at him, “What do you think?”
Jack is silent for a moment as he contemplates it, “Will there be a backyard?”
Emily and Aaron look at each other for a second and exchange a small smile before they look back at the little boy in front of them, “Yeah, of course.”
“And I can have a swing set? One of those ones with a slide on it?”
Aaron hears Emily chuckle next to him, and he can feel the tension seeping out of her. “Yeah, sweetie. You can have a swing set.”
Jack shrugs nonchalantly as if it were truly that simple, “Okay. I’d like a house.”
He can’t help but smile as Emily opens her arms up and Jack immediately gets closer, folding himself up into her embrace. Aaron pulls them in and wraps his arms around both of them, dropping a kiss to both of their heads as he relaxes into it, his future as clear as it had ever been. The three of them and the kids he and Emily had spoken about, the dream they hadn’t dared to have even a couple of years ago one step closer to being a reality.
“You’re sure you’re okay with me living with you and Daddy all the time?” Emily asks, pulling back just enough to look at Jack, her fingers running through his messy hair.
Jack frowns and tilts his head at her, his brows furrowing together again, confusion written all over his face as he looks back and forth between her and his father.
“I thought you already did live with us.”
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After the first kiss Part four of “Eh, what the fuck is wrong with him?” Part One can be found here Part Two can be found here Part Three can be found here
pairing: Max Verstappen x reader
warnings: mention of crash and injury (minor, such as bruising and concussion), swearing, use of y/n but some established family relations (mentioning of death of a loved one), enemies to lovers
summary: After your crash, you and Max spent some deserved time-out in Portugal. And under the Portuegese sun and warmth, the two of you had slowly warmed up to each other. The next months you spend growing together even closer.
notes: The first part was written inspired by a prompt saying: one-sided rivalry where one of them wants fierce competition and the other one is just “eh? what the hell is wrong with this person?” Since we love ourselves some good enemies to lovers, I really wanted to write this. The second and third part are rather fluffy. Here comes the fourth and the last part for now. Most likely there will follow some oneshots in the "Eh, what the fuck is wrong with him?" universe, but not right now. Instead, I am currently writing on some one shots for both Pierre Gasly and Charles Leclerc. Furthermore, I got my first request, which I am super excited for! So, here is a quick reminder that you can always send in requests! <3 Btw: Let me know if you want to be added to the taglist :)
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Day Eleven – Thursday
After your kiss you had stayed in the water for a bit, before you walked back to your house, wrapped in your towels, Max´ arm around you. Both of you had changed into cozy clothes and you sat on the porch watching the stars until you were both tired.
You were about to go to sleep in your bed, when Max showed up in the door, nervous. “Can I stay with you tonight?” You smiled and he crawled into the bed next to you. He immediately pulled you into his arms and you cuddled the whole night.
When you woke up, Max was already awake, looking at you. You smiled at the boy and a sudden wave of happiness hit you. “What´s up, Schatje?” You sighed content. “I am just very happy.” Max smiled back at you. “Me too”, he said and pulled you in for a kiss.
A few hours later you are in the plane on your way to next race. You spent most of the flight sleeping on Max´ shoulder, as you wanted to get in as much rest as possible. He didn’t mind, he actually enjoyed it a lot. You made him feel safe and just all around happy.
You arrived at your destination around midday. You said your preliminary goodbyes at the airport and decided that you would travel to the hotel separately. While you had let your fans and the world know that you were now friends, you were not quite ready to tell anyone about the next step in your interpersonal relationship.
The love between the two of you was still very much blooming, and you wanted to take it slow. Just a little over a week ago you and your teammate had engaged in an enmity - even though it had been one-sided - it had still been there. Furthermore, both of you had to catch up with your respective media teams and other personnel, so that you would be best prepared for the race. You also had to meet the team doctor for a final checkup to see if you were okay to drive again. Once he cleared you for the race, you started your preparation as well.
Whenever you could, you texted Max. Interaction between the two of you in the Red Bull Garage were friendly, but due to the busy surroundings rare anyway. Neither of you landed a podium that weekend, which made you feel a bit bummed, but since you were generally happy, it didn’t matter that much. The team went out for dinner on Sunday and Christian Horner held a little speech about how happy he was that his two champions had finally made peace with each other. You smiled and sent a text to Max. “If only he knew…” Max looked at you and grinned.
The summer break
Max and you had to put your date plans on hold until the summer break. In between races, both of you either went home or visited your families – which for you was the same, but for Max that meant travelling in between Monaco and the Netherlands. Yet, you stayed in close contact, texting back and forth and facetiming almost every day. You didn’t put a label on it yet, you just enjoyed talking to each other and getting to know each other better.
However, you had enough to do in between the races as well. Not only did you have to focus on your training, you were also organizing your move to Monaco. In recent years it had become a trend for the drivers to move to that country, so when you signed a contract over two years with Red Bull and delivered results good enough that you were sure you would have a place for the next couple of seasons, you had started to look at apartments in Monaco. You hadn’t told anyone except for Charles, who helped you with all the documentation and everything generally. You were glad to call him your friend.
When summer break rolled around, you and Max had finally managed to find a day and time for a date. You had decided to meet in Monaco, as you wanted to check out an apartment anyway. The pictures had looked amazing, more like a dream and it felt surreal that you were actually able to afford such a place.
Max had booked you a private booth in an exclusive restaurant on the waterfront, where you could be sure that no one saw you. Especially because Max had managed to convince the owner to let you enter the restaurant through the backdoor. It felt like you were part of a spy movie, and you couldn’t help but grin to yourself as you entered the restaurant.
Max was already sitting at your table, and when he saw you, his whole face lit up. He practically jumped off his chair and rushed over to engulf you in a bone crushing hug. You didn’t mind though, burying your face in the crook of his neck. You could feel him kissing the top of your head and you practically melted.
A few minutes later, you were seated as well. “I missed you”, Max said as he held your hands and gently stroked your skin with his thumbs. “Tell me about it!”, you answered and smiled at the man, “What have you been up to?” “I spent lots of time with my family and friends.” “That sounds very nice!” Max smiled at you. “It was, but I would have loved to spend more time with you!”
The two of you engaged in a conversation over dinner and dessert and a glass of wine. After a couple of hours which went by like nothing, Max suggested that the two of you could go for a walk. After all, it was dark now, and the possibility of the two of you being seen together was rather small. You walked out of the restaurant and onto the rather empty streets of Monaco. Max took you to the harbor. You had walked in silence for a bit, just enjoying each others company.
Until Max started to speak again. “I really missed you terribly, y/n. And I thought about you, us, a lot. I want to get to know you, all of you. But I feel like during the season, between the races, there is not enough time for that…” You frowned at his words. For a moment you were afraid that he was going to say that it wasn’t going to work.
“I thought about it a lot, and I wanted to tell you that I want to see where this with us is going. I want to put all the effort in I can, fuck, I will even fly to wherever you are in between the races to spend time with you. I want to commit to this, to us, because I realized I am in love with you.” You smiled at him, tears in your eyes at his confession. “I feel the same, Max. I want this to work out.”, you looked at the man, “And I think I have good news for you.”
He looked at you in anticipation. “I am currently planning my move to Monaco, actually!” Max was silent for a moment, then he engulfed you in a hug, lifted you off your feet and spun you around one time. You shrieked because he scared you, and then you laughed. He put you back on your feet, but he kept you in his arms. His hands rested on your hips, and you looked up to him. You hadn’t seen him this happy in a while. “That is great news, y/n. I didn’t think you could have made me happier, but you actually just did”, with that, he leaned forward and united his lips with yours.
After your date, you went to Max´ place, where you also stayed the night. In between the sheets, the two of you whispered more confessions to each other, growing together even closer. The next morning you met with Charles and went to look at the apartment, which was as nice as on the pictures. You signed the lease right there and then, and you were lucky that you could even move in as soon as next week. You sent Max a text and went out to lunch with Charles, were the two of you celebrated your upcoming move to Monaco. Afterwards, you sat in a café to organize the move, and in the evening, you met for dinner with Max to celebrate as well. He promised you all the help you needed, and you gladly accepted.
You moved the next weeks, your things from home being delivered and sat up in your new apartment. Yet, the new space was a lot bigger, so you had to go out and buy new furniture as well. And, after all, you were still a woman, and woman loved to go shopping for decoration. Max and Charles accompanied you, which was nice. And since you were now officially friends and Max and Charles got along as well, you weren’t so worried about anyone seeing you on something so trivial as shopping new furniture. You even posted a video of Max and Charles sweating as they were carrying a particularly heavy piece of furniture. You even persuaded them to take a picture of you sitting on a chair they carried, which you posted instantly.
You loved your fans and supporters and loved interacting with them. They made the hate comments bearable and never failed to make you smile. After you posted the pictures, the comments quickly flew in.
“Look at her, she is so pretty!”
“Hahaha I love her, she is literally so funny and her newly found friendship with Max is adorable. I am honestly just waiting for the two to announce that they are dating!”
“Wow, she looks like a queen sitting on a throne!”
Max sent you a screenshot of the last comment and wrote something to it. “It is true, you look like a queen – my queen!” You smiled at you phone, shot him a short smile as well, and then you went back to work. After you had loaded all the furniture, decorations, and pillows into the van you had rented, you drove to your apartment. At your apartment you were joined by Danny and his best friend who had kindly offered to help you out as well.
Once you were done, all of you sat in between boxes and furniture scattered in your apartment. It was exhausting enough to carry everything up, so you decided tomorrow was another day. Furthermore, you knew you had to use the summer break to rest as well. At some point, everyone went home, and you unpacked the first box before you head to bed.
You woke up to your phone ringing next morning. You groaned and rolled over to pick up. “Hello?”, you said, still sleepy. “Good morning!”, Max happy voice sounded from the phone, “Get ready, I will pick you up in an hour, I have a surprise for you. Pack a swimming suit though.” With that, he hung up and you groaned.
You got up soon after and an hour later Max was in front of your door. You had decided to just wear your bikini straight up, as well as the dress from Portugal. “You look beautiful, schatje.” “Thanks Max!” He pulled you in a kiss. “So, what are we doing today?”, you asked curiously. He grinned at you: “Just wait and see.”
Thirty minutes later you ended up standing on a yacht. You looked at the ocean in awe as the shoreline got smaller and smaller by the second. Max approached you from behind, wrapping his arms around your torso. “Never took you for the romantic type, Mister Verstappen.” “Well, I have just never had someone that deserved being treated like this until I met you.” You blushed at his words.
The two of you spent the day sunbathing, jumping into the ocean (and conjuring the weirdest figures you could come up with) and just enjoying spending time together. When the sun set, the crew brought out dinner, and Max and you sat down at the table. The dinner was spent laughing and talking.
After you finished, you and Max laid down on the deck to watch the stars. “Look, a shooting star!”, you exclaimed, “Make a wish!” Max let out a deep chuckled. “There is only one more thing I could wish for…”, he said. “Don’t say it, or it won´t come true!” “I will take the chance. Y/n, would you be my girlfriend?”
The day on the yacht had been the day you and Max had officially – at last for the two of you – become a couple. You had laid awake most of the nights talking about your relationship. Both of you agreed to keep it a secret – for now at least. You decided to only tell your family, as you knew you could trust them.
Last race of the season
The second part of the season had gone well for both of you. While it was already clear that Lewis would be become world champion, you were more than ready for the last race. You had managed to secure the second place in the constructor’s championship and Max, and you had been on the podium few times.
But you were to yet win a race. You knew there was always the next season, but it would have been sweet to finish the last of the season as the fastest. You arrived in Abu Dhabi on Wednesday, and as soon as you existed the airport, you were positively overwhelmed. Everything was huge, and you were greeted by hundred of fans. You waved, signed, and took pictures with everyone, in awe of how kind everyone was.
Of course, the reporters were there as always. “Y/n y/l/n, do you feel well prepared for the last race of the season.” You smiled at the camera. “I´d like to say so, yes. This season has been very good for Red Bull, and for both Max and I, but I would obviously love to end this season on especially good terms!” “As you already mentioned Max, ever since the two of you have ended your enmity, there have been rumors around of you two dating. Many fans said that they wished for it to happen rather sooner than later. Any comments on that?” You chuckled. “Well, I guess we will all have to see what the future holds. Have a good day!” The reporter nodded. “Thank you for your time, and good luck!”
Max came over to your room that night to stay with you. You were used to sneak around each other by now and you had discussed to finally come clear. You would inform your friends, which were mostly the other drivers, during the celebrations of the last race. You had come clean to your team about your relationship and albeit not being very happy about it in the beginning, they realized that it didn’t affect your work. The opposite if anything. The two of you pushed each other to the limits on track.
Before you really realized that you were now in Abu Dhabi, qualifying rolled around. Max secured third, you fifth, which was not what you hoped for, but decent. On Sunday, you were more excited than usually. Normally, you were calm, but today was different. It felt like your nerves were on fire. You felt like today was going to be a good race. You sneaked in a quick kiss in Max´ drivers room before you sat in your car. You drove to your position, and just like that, the race started.
Max had fallen behind you at some point, you didn’t know why or how, but he was currently in fourth position, while you were in second. You had driven like mad, pushing the cars to its limit. “Y/n, only few laps to go, and there is very little distance to Lewis in front. Push, y/n, push!” “Copy that!”, you said and drove faster than even. Somehow, you didn’t really know how, you managed to overtake Lewis in the last lap. When you saw the chequered flag, you started to cry tears of joy. You could hear your engineers cheer over the radio, Christian praising you, but it sounded far away.
When you parked the car, your team almost pulled you out of the car to celebrate your win. You took the flag of your home country and waved it around. You gave it to your dad and climbed onto the hood of your car. You cheered with both of your fists in the air before you jumped off the car into the crowd of your teammates. The pictures of this moment were later declared as one of the coolest celebrations by F1 fans around the world. This moment was just for you, but it got even better, when you found out that Max had landed third place, Lewis on second.
Your team rushed you to the podium shortly after, you could have sworn life had never been better. You looked over to Max who looked at you with so much love and proudness and your heart filled. People liked to say that he wasn’t a kind person, that his only objective was to win, no matter what. But he wasn’t like that – he was ambitious, of course, who wasn’t? But you could tell that he indulged you your win with all off his heart.
You lifted the trophy in the air, the cheers insanely loud. You had managed what only few had managed before – you were the first woman in Formula One, and now the first female winner of a Grand Prix. You opened the champagne and started to spray Lewis and Max and life was good. When you were done and wet, you hugged Lewis, then you ran to Max and jumped into his arms. He caught you, you wrapped your legs around him and he lifted you up. “Hey y/n, how about instead of telling them, we show them?” You laughed. “Just kiss me, Max.” And with that, he did.
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ʚ Listen to Me! ɞ
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Summary: Felix had unlocked his favorite character in Mario Kart and was very excited about it and decided to tell Lee know. However, it was nightime and Minho was in bed. As Felix was trying to tell his hyung.. it happened. :]
Positions: lee!minho & ler!felixused
prompts! ↓↓↓↓↓
8: "can you stop laughing? Im trying to talk to you. how rude!"
10: "you're doing that on purpose!"
11: "...doing what on purpose?"
Warnings: tickle ficRequested by: anon request
A/N: sorry it took me a while to get this out, as some know I took a trip to korea and I actually did this and a few others on the flight since I didn't really have time to write while I was out. I hope you guys enjoy this story, I'm sorry if some of it might not make sense or it looks/sounds messy. I was really tired while writing this. Either way, thank you for the request!! <3
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It was an hour past midnight. Felix spent most of his night trying to unlock a character in Mario Kart, the game he had played with Han and Seungmin earlier in the day. Seungmin had unlocked this character that day, and the aussie boy became more determined than ever to unlock that same character.
It took him quiet some time, since he had only just started playing the game 2 days ago. He was totally new. What seemed like a few hours of unlocking characters and new vehicles, he had finally done it. "YAAAAYYY I DID IT I DID IT!!" Felix yelled, full of joy. Though he quickly covered his mouth, remembering that most of his members had fallen asleep hours before. He couldn't keep in his joy, he was just so happy. He just had to tell someone.
The freckled boy happily dropped his controller onto the couch and began going into the room of a member who has a history of staying up late. Lee know. Being the baby he is, Felix knocked on his hyungs door 3 times before opening and entering the room. Minho was laying on his bed with his blankets wrapped around him, listening to 'Butterfly' by The Boyz. A very calm song that he listens to often when he had trouble falling asleep.
"Hey hyungie!! Guess what??" the younger said, sitting next to Lee Knows legs, smiling widly. The dancer made a little whine and looked towards his little one. "Whaaaat, Lix? Can't you see I'm trying to sleep here?" he said. "Yeahhh but this will be quick!! I'm really excited because I just-" the freckled boy was interrupted by a kick to the side from his hyung. "Oh god, I'm sorry Lix. I was stretching." the older one said softly, rubbing his eyes. "Look, can't this wait until the morning? I'm really tired.. " he continued.
Unfortunately for him, the younger was way too excited to wait until morning. "Nooo hyung!! I have to tell you now! Right now!" said the blue haired boy as he puts his hand on Minho's thigh and begins to shake him softly. The minute Minho had felt Felix's hand touch his thigh, he flinched slightly.. though that hadn't caught the youngers attention. It was until Felix began to shake him that he noticed his hyungs behavior. "What's wrong, Hyung? Am I hurting you??" he asked, worried that he had accidentally hurt his beloved hyungie.
".. No. It's- It's nothing, Lixie, don't worry." said the eldest, slightly flustered at the situation. The australian looked at him, still worried that he might be lying. "Are you sure, hyung?"
The dancer took a second before answering. "Yeah, I'm not hurt. Don't worry." he said. At that, Felix thought nothing of it and began shaking his hyungs legs again. This time, Minho let's out some giggles due to the movement. "D-Dohohont do thahahat-!" he giggled, leaving a confused Felix looking at him. "Why is he giggling?" he thought, continuing to shake Lee Knows leg. "LiHihHIhix!!!" the giggly boy let out, moving away immediately, letting Felix know what was really going on.
"Yes hyung?" said the freckled boy, who stopped shaking Lee Know a few seconds ago. The older boy blushed and looked away for a moment. "I-It tihickles.. " Lix smiled. God, his hyung was just too adorable. "Sorry hyungie!!" he said. Minho adjusted himself in his bed. "It's okay, Lixie~"
Some time went by, the boys cuddled for a while, but Felix purposely did not get back on his topic from before. Letting more time pass, Felix finally decided to bring the topic back up. He sat up and started poking Minho all over his torso. "Hyung!! I realized you never even responded to my AMAZING news I told you earlier! Did you even hear me?!" Minho was doing his best not to make a reaction to the youngers little attack. "N-Noo?" he said through his teeth, avoiding a smile at all cost.
Lix put on a pretend mad face, fastening his attack on his hyungs torso. "WHAT! HYUNGIEEEE... " he said in a whiney voice. The dancer broke into a smile, still refusing to laugh. "Felix- Y-You're doing that on purpose-!" he said, biting back a giggle.
"...doing what on purpose?" the younger said, slowing down his poking attack, just to start squeezing his hyungs sides. This immediately made Minho burst out into loud fits of laughter. "THAHAHAHAT-!! FEHEHEHELIX!! STAHAHAHAHAHAP-!!!"
Lixie pretend to take a second to think. "Hyung??? What am I doing?? I'm just trying to tell you about the best thing that has ever happened to me! Listen to me!" he said, movinng down to dig into the dancers sensitive hips. "nOHOHoAHAJAHA NOHOHO NAHAHAHAT THEHEHERE!!" Minho yelled.
The freckled boy pretend to look annoyed. "Yah! Can you stop laughing? I'm trying to talk to you! How rude." he said in a fake tone that seemed to sound upset. "iHIhIm SahHAhahAHAHARRY OKAHAHAHAY? IHIHI WIHIHILL LIHIHISTEN IHIHI SWEAHAHAHAHAR-!" the eldest cried out, trying to reach for his youngers wrists to stop him from attacking his hips any longer.
Though the younger one was fast. He avoided Minho's hands each time they were going towards him and he made his way under Minho's shirt, spidering his bare, sensitive tummy. "I think you need to be taught a lesson, hyungie!" he said, squeezing and pinching anywhere he could on the poor boys stomach.
Lee Know was losing it. "IHIHI CAHAHAHANT TAHAHAHAKE IHIHIHIT-!! PLEHEHEHEAAHAHASE STAHAHAAP-!" the younger spat out, barley even able to talk in between his loud laughter. "Hmmm.. do you promise you'll listen to me, hyungie?" Lix said, not showing mercy just yet. Minho nodded and covered his face. The poor boy was going red from all his laughing. "YAHAHAHAHAS YAHAHAHEAAHHAH IHIHI WIHIHILL!! IHIHI PROAHAHAHAHAMIHISE!!"
Felix stopped and smiled. "Okay!! Thanks cutie hyung!!!" he said, happily. All Lee Know could do was blush. He was so embarrassed. "ShHsh- yoHoHoure WehEHECome-" he giggled, rubbing his tummy to get rid of the ghost tickles. "Hyung before I stop completely, can I try one more thing? Pleeeeease?" the aussie said, using puppy eyes to make sure the older one didn't say no. Of course, Felix knew he could not resist, and he was right. Minho whined, rolling his eyes on a sort of playful way. "Fihine.. ONE thing. ONE tihime-" he said. Felix nodded and lifted up the dancers shirt, adoring his tummy. "Awww hyung!! Look how cute your tummy is!!" he said. Minho just sad there in embarrassment. "J-Just get on with it, will you?"
At that, the younger put his head inches away from his hyungs tummy and took a deep breath. By his youngers movements, Minho knew what was coming. Dang, this gonna tickle. Before Minho could completely process his thoughts, he was brought to silent laughter immediately. The blue hair boy had blown a raspberry on his sides. "EEHEHEK-!! F-FRIHIHIHIHICK- NAOAOAHAHAHAHAHAHA" the dancer yelped, immediately rolling away to cover his sides. Felix, once again, was in complete awe. "Haha, guess big bad tough Minho hyung had a big adorable weakness! Raspberries!!" he said, clapping his hands a few times.
Minho looked at him after calming down. "Yah! Don't tell anyone please.." he said, rubbing his sides. Felix nodded and went to lay in the spot next to his now very sleepy hyung. "As promised, tell me about this exciting thing, little one."
For about the next 10 minutes, Felix explained his whole night trying to get the character he had desperately wanted. Once he finished explaining, he looked over to his hyung who was now fast asleep.
Lix smiled and cuddled closer. "So cute."
#kpop tickle#tickle#tickle community#kpop#skz#stray kids#stay kids tickle#Lee Felix#Lee Know#kpop tickle fic
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ARB Birthday Special: Ritsuko Okada
~~ January 3rd ~~
“Beware; for I am fearless, and therefore powerful.”
Login Lines:
“Hm? What is it? You better have a good reason to have interrupted my work, choose your response carefully or you’ll be the one strapped onto this table.”
“A gift? Is that what you are bothering me for? Good grief, fine, give it here. Now leave me be, you have 5 seconds to start running.”
Voice Lines:
“As always, the clones were very eager to celebrate my birthday though I have a feeling that it’s less because it’s my birthday and more that I tend to be more lenient with them on this day than any other, maybe I’m spoiling them but for some reason I find that part of me doesn’t mind that.”
“How…surprising, when I entered my lab today recently there was a present on my desk, I was immediately skeptical because I should have gotten an alarm on whoever was foolish enough to trespass into my territory…until I realized that there was only one person who had special permission and sure enough when I checked to see who the sender was, I was quite surprised to see that it had been Ramuda who was the one to send me a present. I must say, he truly is the only person in this world able to catch me off guard.”
“I had an rather annoying dream last night…no, memory is more like it. It was of the last birthday I had spent with my father, if you’re waiting for me to say that something horrible happened then you’d be quite mistaken, it was actually quite pleasant by society’s standards but honestly, how irritating, I would rather not dream at all than having to remember a time long, long, passed.”
“Honestly Miho? Again? I mean, you’re so keen on celebrating my birthday again? While I’m somewhat flattered that you’ve taken the time of out your very busy schedule to come see me, I can assure you that I’m fine being on my own this year…Good grief, there truly is no point in arguing with you sometimes, fine, fine, I resign myself to my fate, what is the agenda for today?”
“….How….quaint. Fufu, My apologies, but sometimes I just can’t help it, plus, it is rather amusing to see you jump up and to answer your question, yes, I do. I get around 2-3 hours of sleep every other week…what? You asked, I answered, although, I am working on a way for humans to go completely without sleep. I can imagine how tedious it must be but still I commend you for even trying, thank you, Miho.”
“Hello Sumire, nice to know that even with the new year, your crude language has not once changed. I expected nothing less and honestly I don’t blame you, this is a rather busy time of the year. Yes, you’re quite right, it means very little to me which is why I’m curious as to why you’re here now, I assume you, like your aunt, have a gift for me, no?”
“Goodness Sumire, you never fail to meet my expectations. It has been a while since your last appointment, hasn’t it? I see, well, even though I would have preferred to have you here physically for our sessions, I’m still grateful all the same of you being so considerate of me. Yes, these shall be enough, I’ll admit I’m quite excited to get to work.”
Miho Lines:
“Happy Birthday, Ritsuko. What do you mean ‘again?!’ Of course I want to celebrate your birthday, be glad that there’s someone in this world that will! Well, since you know that I’ve taken time out of my very busy schedule, you should also know that I am not taking no for an answer, now, we have a bright day ahead of us, starting with my gift to you.”
“It’s a neck pillow because god knows you need one, I cannot count the amount of times I’ve been spooked by you cracking your neck. Honestly Ritsuko, do you even sleep?…Good god, woman! How are you even alive?! Ugh, nevermind, I rather not have nightmares tonight. I’ll admit, picking out a gift for you is quite the difficult task but I do hope you enjoy it all the same.”
Sumire Lines:
“Happy Fuckin’ Birthday, Ritsuko! I’ll admit, I may or may not have almost forgotten until Aiko reminded me, man, it must be rough having your birthday pretty much after New Year’s but knowing you, you just don’t care. Well, I’m glad you asked-and you already figured it out, god, there’s no point in even trying to surprise you, eh, oh well, here you go.”
“Before you ask, no, I did not murder someone, love how that’s always everyone’s go to. These are my blood samples, straight from the vein, I know that you’ve been wanting me to come in for our‘appointments’ but to be honest, I’ve been so busy already thatI genuinely don’t know when I’ll be free so I made sure to hook you up in advance, try to make them last, will ya?”
#hypmic oc#hypnosis mic oc#hypnosis mic#hypmic#hypnosis microphone#ritsuko okada#miho kobayashi#sumire shinomiya#codex#arb birthday special#alternative rap battle#arb#happy birthday ritsuko 2024
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Ok, I will try not to talk too much about this on here, since this blog isn't really about this type of content, but I need to nerd out to someone, none of my friends are into this, and this is my main blog, so here we go:
***BALDUR'S GATE 3 SPOILERS AHEAD; READ AT YOUR OWN DISCRETION***
This is mostly just me needing out and gushing, though, lol.
Ok, ok, so for the past five days, I have been fucking binge playing this game. I literally spent the first day I got it sitting around for, like, seven hours (don't be me, and make sure to get up for breaks if you're gonna do the same thing). I was - and still am - absolutely hooked.
I LOVE this game!!! It's the first DnD based game I've played, especially of this quality (even though my laptop runs it like shit and the lag is killer ☠️). I'm playing on Explorer, so it's been fairly easy and very story-focused. I find the lore so intriguing, and I'm so interested in seeing where the story goes! I haven't seen anything past the camp party after saving Halsin, though, so no spoilers please. 🙏
So, I started off with one playthrough, but I came in with the knowledge that you are able to romance the characters and such. I REALLY wanted to romance Astarion (as most people I see talking about the game lmfao), but my bitch ass just could not get his approval, no matter how hard I tried. It got to the point where he actually made fun of me after we saved Halsin and had the camp party. 😭 I honestly suspect he might've glitched out somehow, since I had read online that people have had similar issues with earning the trust and approval of companions. This definitely bummed me out, but I was still enjoying the game a lot.
Along with that, in my original playthrough, I literally forgot to seek out Lae'zel. I had planned on doing it, but I just didn't know where to go, and by the time I had met Gale, I honestly forgot about finding her because I had to get offline at that point. 💀 I felt really bad about it, and I only went to go look for her after saving Halsin because I was reminded of her, and she had already broken out of the cage and killed the two tieflings who trapped her. I felt so bad that I just left her there on her own all that time. ☠️
After realizing that I wouldn't be able to recruit her until a bit later, I just decided to restart my playthrough on different save files. I figured I'd also at least get a proper chance with Astarion as well (love him so much; he is my meow meow 💕), and all while still playing as the character I took quite literally two hours to make (I was very indecisive about them lol).
So far, the new playthrough has been going very well, and I'm actually pretty happy that I restarted, since I had also apparently missed the scene of Astarion sharing his vampiric nature as well as some very key information from, and about, Lae'zel. I'm only about seven hours in right now, but I feel like I've somehow gotten more done in this playthrough than I did in my original which had something like fifteen hours. I've explored places I didn't even realize existed, picked up a ridiculous amount of loot, and even acquired all the companion characters that I know of in the First Act. It's been extremely successful! Not to mention things with Astarion are going very well. 🥰
Anyway, I've been enjoying this game a lot! This is my first ever time playing it; I didn't have Early Access and hadn't even heard of it until my friend told me about it this past Sunday lol. I'm honestly really glad that I got this game, despite the price of it and the price I had to pay for a new storage drive for my laptop in order to run it. It was certainly lots of money spent, but it was definitely money well spent.
I feel like my perspective on the world around me has changed slightly from playing this game (in a positive way). I feel a lot more curious about things than before, and I'm more inclined to take spontaneous risks which has always been a struggle for me beforehand. I also kind of feel like I can talk to other people a lot easier as well, as strange as that sounds. I play a Bard in the game, so my character has high charisma and stops to talk to other characters a lot, and I'm not really sure why, but seeing my character interact so easily with others has kind of inspired me in a way and helped to make social situations a lot more comfortable for me (I have social anxiety, so talking to people has always been pretty tough). As unusual as it may sound, this game has already changed me in such positive ways as a person, and I can't wait to see what other lessons it may have to teach. ☺️
All of that said, I couldn't recommend Baldur's Gate 3 more! It's genuinely one of those games that I think anyone can pretty much enjoy, and I also appreciate how inclusive it is with gender stuff and queer relationships. The other characters even refer to me with the correct pronouns, despite me never needing to enter my pronouns in! It's a very impressive game, and the graphics are absolutely gorgeous (especially when your laptop isn't absolute shit like mine lmao). Frankly, it's just great!
Of course, being so new, it does have its problems. I've personally experienced lots of lag issues - dialogue and animations won't be in sync, characters taking a long time to go from one location to another, environments not loading in very quickly, etc. I've also had the game crash on me a few times, but I honestly believe it's more related to my laptop than it is to the game, and for the most part, it hasn't caused me too much grief.
Despite its flaws, I personally believe this game is very much worth a play. It's loads of fun, and the characters are pretty charming and entertaining. The storyline is interesting with lots of twists and turns, and if you ever get bored of the mainline quest, there are literally endless sidequests for you to enjoy. Exploration is highly encouraged, and as you explore the realm, your map actually reveals the locations you've been to. Fast travel is also a super great feature, although there are some locations I wish that were on there that aren't, sadly.
Ok, I've...talked a lot, so I'm going to stop now. 😂 Thank you to anyone who actually read all this, and I hope you have fun playing or watching someone else play, if you plan on doing either! Take care. 🧡🪽
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Okay I might be ready to talk about Watercolor. The thing is I really want to read it again, now. Now that I know just why Hyunjin was the way he was, now that I know Y/N will also make some mistakes, now that I know all of them I miss them. I felt like I was part of something, part of their (not so) little group and now it's over and I'm alone. I loved what you did because they were very them without ever being too caricatural. That's probably why we're all after your Minho, he was stern but
not exactly mean. That's actually why I loved him so much, I could have been him in that fight with Y/N, honestly he's been way more patient that I can be. I also led Cherry and Y/N's friendship. That's a gift you have, I wanted all these friendship for myself, that's probably why I feel so lonely right now, I felt like I was loved by all of them in a way ! I could've spent hours just being with Y/N and Felix, or Y/N and Cherry. The love and gentleness you can feel in this group was so soothing
So yes. I am so glad I waited until the end because unrequited love or non exclusive relationships are a trigger to me (hello fear of abandonment) and I usually am not good with stories were Y/N is the one chasing but this was way more subtle than that. I really loved where you took us with the main pairing, but also with all these little fights and friendships blooming. It was so great, even if I had my heart ready to break for most of it. Thank you. You are amazing.
you can't see this but i'm crying 🥹 this made me so incredibly happy you have no idea. it truly warms my heart that you loved them as characters and their different dynamics as well. i loved this group so much tbh i'm definitely gonna miss them.
i'm so sorry they're a trigger for you :( but i'm glad to know you were able to enjoy the story regardless, i couldn't not give these two a happy ending after all they went through 🤧
thank you SO much, again, you have no idea how much your words mean to me and how happy they made me<3
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oh.. maybe I could do too?
Idk where to start maybe.. I like animals yeah? I had 7 cats at one point I’m still too young to be a cat lady but I’d like to be one :) I’m also really good at cooking I make some great pasta. I’m good with kids and a social butterfly, shy at first but give me like an hour if I’m comfortable with you and you’ll see me blossom. I have good humor if I’m comfortable with the people I’m around I crack a few jokes, something about making people laugh and smile makes me smile too. I guess happiness is contagious
I’m 5’3 kind of hourglass body? I’m good looking even if I put in the work or if I don’t I don’t have any tattoos, I like modest wear and I always look clean and elegant the type of “not one stray hair out of place” person. and loooveee jewelry. A makeup freak but don’t wear it too often I try to stay natural :). Im an achiever I must try my best in everything.
Loooveee reading even if the book is shitty but something about flipping pages and getting into a diff world by just words is just ❤️. I also write some stories that aren’t published I’m good at poetry kind of? I’m a great performer on stage but get shaky. I’m a nerd.. you won’t tell but I am.
I’m sweet naively very confident some people call it cocky but I know who I am. I love to help and provide and aid, hence me getting into the medical field :). I’m very nice I’ve been told and I have a “welcoming and nurturing aura” a friend told me that. I’m actually very outspoken and my mom keeps joking about me becoming a Lawyer rather than a doctor.
Somehow people feel very comfortable around me and I feel very grateful to be their person at least :) it brings me joy knowing that someone trusts me and feels like they can tell me anything.
I love spicy food and anything sweet I have a sweet tooth I’m talking like 5 packs of sugar for ONE cup of tea. Oh shit I’m a tea drinker I hate coffee it tastes weird to me.
I love nature to a extreme point unless bug bites and mosquitoes bites are involved. I also love sightseeing. I enjoy my hectic life but also want to go home to peace and quiet. At the end of the day I can manage my life without a partner or with, I just want someone I can share peaceful silence with yk cooking in the kitchen with the cats watching.
Also I love ur writing :) !!
Thank you <3
John Price
How you met: Civilian You were enjoying a nice summer day in Brighton when you met John. You spent the day lounging along the rocky shores and dippy your toes into the brisk water. It was a much needed reprieve from your late nights trying to remember diseases and treatments. Eventually, you found yourself on the boardwalk and admiring the small trinkets at the various kiosks. As you tried on some sunglasses, a small child came running up to you and hit behind your legs. "Well hello there," you exclaimed and bent down to the child's height. The brunette girl smiled up at you as you looked around for her parents. "I'm hiding from my uncle," she whispered and you saw a flustered man trying to find the missing girl. You smiled at her before offering a hand. "Tell you what, let's get you to your uncle and I'll buy you a treat?" to this she smiled and followed you as you walked up to the man. He took off his hat and looked relieved when you returned your niece. "Found this one trying to hide behind a kiosk," you said as he gratefully shook your hand. "My sister's kid always finds a way to run off," he joked and held his niece's hand tightly. "I did promise her a treat for being so cooperative," you said and she ecstatically nodded. You pointed to an ice cream stand with a short line and the young girl ran towards it, with her uncle at her heels. While John tried to pay, you selflessly offered to pay for your two small cones and his niece's large ice cream cone with extra toppings for good measure. With sticky ice cream coating your fingers, you and John learned of your many shared interests and even exchanged contacts as his niece enjoyed her reward.
A peek into your relationship: John was always at awe at your interesting taste in food. For someone so polite and elegant looking, he would assume you were picky but you loved everything under the sun. Today, you had decided to spent dinner in your flat and you made him Spicy Southwest Bean & Corn Salad. He insisted helping you cook but you simply told him to just sit on the couch and entertain your new litter of kittens. As you saw John hold up their small ribbon toy, you called him to the dining room table. "I made yours not as spicy," you joked as he sat. You knew John had a low spice tolerance and he smiled gratefully at your mercy. As he chugged water after every bite, he looked shocked as you added more and more hot sauce to the salad. "You're crazy," he laughed as you enjoyed the meal, "have to say this is one of your best dishes." You thanked him as you continued your conversation about the latest novel series you were reading. Finally, you both finished and John kindly took your plates and cleaned up the kitchen as you settled on the couch with one of your kittens curled up next to you. "Want some tea, love?" he called and you readily agreed. When he returned with two mugs, you took one sip and your smile faltered. "No sugar?" you asked and he nodded seriously. "I think it would be a crime to add five sugar cubes," he stated and before you could get up to the kitchen, he pulled you in a comforting hug. "Not letting you out of my sight, sweetheart," he said and you accepted defeat before settling back down and continuing to read your novel in his comforting presence.
#izziespairings#madebyizzie#cod mwii#mw2 imagine#task force 141#captain john price#john price x reader#mw2
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Beach Day With The JJK Trio
It’s scorching hot here so I wanted to write something summery for my favourite anime trio <3. This is my first time writing for a fandom so bear with me please.
Even though this is SFW, the trio and reader are 21.
Yuuji brings a ton of games with him, like Uno cards and regular cards, he even brings a whole monopoly board along. When will you guys even have time to play monopoly?
But he also brings beach balls and water guns and even a sand castle building kit. He’s like a little kid who’s too excited to go to the beach! *insert Yuuji saying waku waku!!*
Nobara is screaming at Yuuji for ruining her sing-along show on the way to the beach and you and Megumi are thankful for Yuuji but now you have to listen to Nobara screaming instead of singing.
Megumi packs a book to read while he listens to music on his trusty red headphones. And you, Yuuji, and Nobara are like “you can do this stuff at home you should enjoy the beach!!” but he thinks this is how he truly enjoys beach days.
When you arrive in the afternoon , you quickly put down your stuff in the small beach house where you’re staying overnight and quickly run to the beach, but Megumi stays a little, putting everything in its place and then he follows along to join you.
You spend an hour swimming or actually just splashing Yuuji and Nobara and playing with the water guns while Megumi is doing random challenges with himself.
Megumi’s like “how far can I swim using only my legs?” or “how many underwater flips can I do?”.
but he gets bored quickly so he gets out and sits under an umbrella to read his book, and when he sees how happy you guys look he takes a picture or two of you on his phone and his lips curve into a little smile at the thought of how happy he gets when he sees you like this!!
Yuuji, Nobara and you finally get hungry so you get out of the water and head back to the beach house to eat the snacks Yuuji spent the whole morning preparing, and they’re SUPER yummy, just like you expected!!
After that you shower and change and you sit on the balcony drinking beer and playing Uno, but suddenly it turns to a dance party thanks to Nobara’s fire playlist!!
The sun starts setting so you go back to the beach and you and Yuuji work on building the ultimate sand castle that makes kids walking by look at it in jealousy.
Meanwhile Nobara bullied Megumi into taking her pictures for her instagram, poor Megumi :(
Time passes quickly and now it’s dark and there’s a cool breeze. There are very few people around and you can almost only hear the sound of waves crashing on the shore.
You go back to the beach house tired even though you haven’t swum for more than two hours, so you lay down on the bed next to Nobara, while Yuuji falls asleep on the couch next to Megumi who was reading his book but now he fell asleep too.
You wake up at 5:20 am, and you decide to go for a quick swim before you go home, so you change into your swimsuit and when you open the door to head out, Megumi wakes up and says he wants to join you.
You don’t spend a lot of time alone with Megumi, but when you do, you have the greatest conversations, he’s just so comfortable to talk to!!
You were just telling him how happy you are right now, being surrounded by the right people and how grateful you are to have him, Nobara and Yuuji by your side, when you hear Yuuji and Nobara run towards you screaming “YOU TRAITORS!!!” and you can’t help but look at Megumi and tell him “see?” and Megumi just smiles and squeezes your hand while you approach them. You really couldn’t be any happier!
I did it!! I hope I didn't make many mistakes, and I hope you enjoyed reading these not really headcanons. Your comments and reblogs would mean the world to me! And my ask box is always open if you want to talk!! <3
#jjk#jujutsu kaisen#jujutsu kaisen trio#megumi fushiguro#yuuji itadori#nobara kugisaki#jujutsu kaisen x reader#jujutsu kaisen headcanons#jujutsu kaisen imagines#jjk imagines#jjk headcanons#jjk x reader#✧*。juju writes ♡
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SPENCER REID~ IMAGINE
Husband!Spencer
Requested:
“Hello, i am new to your blog, and i love your spencer reid stories, could i ask for a spencer reid..a christmas story?
husband spencer!!
thank you!!”
Summary:
You and Spencer are celebrating Christmas together in you two’s fourth year of marriage, but this Christmas you have a big surprise in store for your husband.
Warnings:
None!
Contains:
Fluff!
*I DO NOT OWN THIS GIF*
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Last minute Christmas shopping was always a doozy, but with you constantly working and staying busy, it was kind of inevitable. You already had one surprise for Spencer that you hoped exceeded anything you could buy him. You just wanted to have more for him to open so you could see his adorable grin that he always gets when he’s excited.
You were finally pregnant. After three and a half years of trying, it finally happened. It had gotten to the point that you didn’t think you could get pregnant and were going to make an appointment with a fertility doctor soon, but as luck would have it, you and Spence were going to be parents.
The doctor’s visit you had two days prior confirmed you were actually pregnant and about 10 weeks, you somehow just now finding out.
After about 2 hours of shopping, you returned home to start wrapping presents before Spence got home. He called a few hours before you went on your money spending spree letting you know that he’ll be home for sure for the night, but he didn’t know about the next two days since he may be out on a case.
You guys have had to do holidays a lot on different days due to his work, but neither of you minded. It wasn’t like it was a huge adjustment, as long as the two of you were able to spend time together to celebrate that certain holiday.
You entered the house you two bought together after the first year of marriage, a very homey house that was only one story, but had 5 bed and 4 bathrooms, more than you ever thought you’d get to have.
Spence wasn’t going to be home for a few more hours so you used your time to wrap the presents you just bought and place them under the tree with the presents Spencer already had wrapped for you. In the present that held your pregnancy surprise, it contained the ultrasound you got at the doctor’s office, two pregnancy tests that you took before the visit and a shirt underneath it that said “Promoted to Dad!”
After this, you went into the kitchen to fix supper for the two of you and after a while of cooking, you heard the front door unlock and in walked your husband. Your stomach dropped, you were excited up until the point. You were still excited, just nervousness took over about the fact that you weren’t sure exactly how Spence would react. You knew he’d be happy, so you didn’t know why you felt this way.
(The rest of this imagine is going to be both Your’s and Spencer’s PoV together!)
Spencer walked into the kitchen and smiled at his beautiful wife as she moved around gracefully while cooking. As soon he walked through the door, he could smell the food that you had, no doubt, spent a lot of time making. He also noticed more presents under the tree, wrapped terribly. Spencer always laughed at how bad you were at wrapping presents but did other things so well.
He walked up to you, putting his arms around your waist from behind. You both smiled and you melted into his touch, a natural reaction you have when Spencer touched you in any way.
“Hey sweetheart,” he smiled as he kissed your cheek,” how was your day?”
“It was pretty good, just went shopping and enjoyed the day off,” you turned to face him and wrapped your arms around his neck,”how was yours?”
“It was pretty good seeing as we closed the case early this morning and I got to come home to you,” Spence spoke, his cheesiness making your smile widen,”is supper almost ready?”
“Yeah, I just have one more thing to finish up and it’ll be ready. Hope you’re ready for 3 days worth of leftovers.”
Spencer laughed,”I’ll go set the table.”
He went to leave to do as he said he was but you stopped him,” It’s already done honey, just go sit and relax.”
“I’d much rather stay in here with you and relax.”
After your husband said that, the two of you talked about many things even after both of you placed supper on the table. Throughout supper, you felt anxious about opening gifts next, hoping that Spencer’s reaction is what you wanted it would be.
Sometime later Spencer announced that he thought it was time to open gifts, him super excited for you to open the gifts he got for you. He got you everything you’d talked about over the past year and then some, wanting nothing more than to spoil you.
You two take turns opening gifts, you making sure to save that special one for last. You both were filled with joy as you opened each one of your gifts, profusely thanking each other every time. Spencer loved his gag gifts as well, he always did every year.
After all of the gifts were open and ‘put away’, Spencer asked if you wanted to go cuddle with him on the couch and relax for the night but you knew even through your nervousness, it was time to tell him.
“Hey, Spence?” you called out hesitantly, he turned to you,” I actually have one more gift for you.”
He raised his eyebrow at you, not understanding why you were acting like you were. His confusion didn’t go away as you handed him the present that was hidden away in the Christmas tree.
“I’m kind of scared to open it with how you’re acting,” he chuckled nervously.
“Just open it you doof,” you felt like you were going to puke from the adrenaline that was now coursing through your veins.
He slowly opened it, him over exaggerating about it and this causing you to laugh at his goofiness.
You bit your lip as he full opened it and stared at what was inside. You saw the realization slowly, but surely, come across his features. Spencer reached into the box and grabbed the sonogram, instantly tears sprang to his eyes as he looked at the picture then back at you, eyes instantly going to your stomach.
“This is for real? We’re having a baby?!” You nodded, causing Spencer to have a tear drop to his cheek, his excitement was clear on his face and he let out a sob in joy. He wanted to start a family with you more than anything in the world, and you two had been trying for so long, it felt like it would never happen. Spence felt like he was on top of the world as he stared at his now pregnant wife, you.
Your husband set the box down gently, not wanting to ruin anything in the box as well as the sonogram, not wanting any creases to go to the beautiful picture of the little bean that was going to be the third member of the family. He then embraced you tightly as he had tears running down his face, one arm around your back and his other hand on your stomach.
“We’re going to be parents?” He couldn’t describe how he felt, but it was an amazing feeling.
You nodded again, tears streaming down your cheeks as you slowly pulled away, holding your hand over Spencer’s on your stomach,”We’re going to be parents, sweetheart.”
You and Spencer spent the rest of your “Christmas” talking about all things baby and relaxing with one another.
Spence knew the team was going to be just as ecstatic as they were when they found out, and he couldn’t wait.
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Thank you so much for the request!!
@matthew-gray-gubler-lover 💗
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