#BILINGUAL BESTIES !!!

[theold-ultraviolence]

Something something about Eddie Munson and his latinx gf when they can communicate in each other’s language and vice versa and mixing the languages randomly and it just adds to the fun in Eddie’s brain. He wants to make his gf feel comfortable with him to express herself freely, not having to change a part of who she is. It’s him wanting to learn to make her feel loved. It’s reader feeling a new level of intimacy with Eddie cause he’s so open and makes the effort to learn more and speak more fluently.

It’s reader whispering to him in bed with a mischievous tone — “¿qué me vas a hacer?” And Eddie replying all breathless and panting, “everything…”

It’s reader telling Eddie, — “I want you…” and Eddie, with a very thick accent that makes it both endearing and hot, murmurs in between kisses on reader’s neck, “te necesito, mi amor…”

It’s Eddie picking up reader for a date and putting a smile on her face when he casually asks “¿qué quieres comer?” And reader goes, “cheeseburgers, of course!”

It’s reader coming back home to Eddie’s trailer after a long shift at work going — “te tengo chisme!” And Eddie’s golden eyes lighting up all big and bright, with a huge grin on his face as he sits up in bed, patting the space next to him on the bed saying — “SPILL all the gossip — did that guy finally grew a pair and told your boss to go fuck himself?

And my absolute favorite and most indulgent, Eddie nuzzling reader’s chest and putting on his best puppy dog eyes and pout as he murmurs against the soft cotton of reader’s shirt — “¿me haces piojito?” Which is the slang term to refer that he wants reader to massage and scratch his scalp.

#eddie munson #this is probably the most self-indulgent ever #and you know what? fuck it #I’ve been meaning to write more of a latinx!reader and Eddie so I finally grew a pair and did it #eddie munson imagine #eddie munson blurb #eddie munson fanfiction #eddie munson x reader #eddie munson x latinx!reader #latinx!reader #this is for my bilingual besties #fanfiction #joseph quinn #personal au

[kaeyachi]

O' Kaeya na aking labis na minamahal at hinahangaan, sana'y maintindihan mo na ang pagmamahal at pag-uunawa na ibinahagi mo sa katauhan ay laging maibabalik sayo ng lubos. Isa kang tunay na angel na itinakwil ng kalangitan at binigyan ng pagdurusa. Ang iyong mga karanasan sa buhay ay nagdulot ng pighati at paghuhusga, ngunit lahat ng ito ay nagmula sa iyong sariling pagdududa sa sarili at hindi mula sa mga tao na tunay na nakakakilala sa iyo. Nawa'y dumating ang araw na mamulat ang iyong mga mata sa katotohanan na ang mga taong iyong minamahal ng labis ay minamahal ka rin ng kabuoan ng kanilang mga puso. Matanggap mo sana ang matatamis nilang mga salita na para lamang sa iyo.

#and thats on bilingual besties #trilingual if we are including the language from my probinsya #yes fil lit lets goooooo #only for you kaeya my pookie #kaeyachi randoms #TRANSLATE THIS AND SEE HOW INSANE I AM ABOUT HIM I DARE YALL #kaeya #kaeya alberich

[aerowolf]

escuchando cheles pidiendo comida en un restaurante mexicano es muy divertido lmaooo como "can i have the fageetas Khan polo" girllll sabemos que sabes decir eso

#this isn't hating on white people btw #I'm half white i love my dad #this is at the annoying kind only #like skfjfjjd we know you know bestie #ivy speaks #bilingual #spanglish

[loud-whistling-yes]

the bilingual moment when you know a specific word to convey the feeling youre trying to describe but its in the wrong fucking language and theres no accurate translation of the word in the language youre speaking in

#fweeet #bestie what the fuck is 飘 in english #writing descriptive text as a bilingual is horrible because youre being plagued by visions that can theoretically be described #IF THE TEXT WAS IN. YKNOW. THAT SPECIFIC LANGUAGE AND NOT ENGLISH.

[wachi-delectrico]

Also for some reason my brain has decided my english speech should have a bit of an irish accent

#rambling #The bilingual life #My accent rn is a crossbreed between american-irish-kiwi #American and kiwi make sense cos of my besties #But where did the irish come from #I have irish friends byt haven't talked in vc w them in a whiiiile cos our schedules suck #Where did the irish come from...........

[felikatze]

da beast

#feli speaks #da silly beastie #it's my bestie (bilingual pun intended)

[ranchmanu]

to : @marinera-stella

location : puhlman ranch

summer striked the desert like the devil himself had strode into town, heat waves rising from concrete & soil, dissolving into the suffocating air. with that time of the season came waves of tourists eager to know the supposed crash sites & while manu considered himself to be patient ( when he wanted to be ) he wasn’t the one to give tours. not to tourists, that is. locals, on the other hand— there wasn’t anything he wouldn’t do to earn a reputation. a selfish thought maybe, but one that had paid off throughout the years he had lived there.

today, showing off what the ranch could offer during those trying times of summer was at the top of his list as he showed mia around. after walking from one end of the terrain to the other, manu comes to a halt infront one of the many barns, hands placed on his hips & his head cocked to one side. “ alright, querida, eso es todo. ” he concludes the tour, “ these are the stables, where we keep the best of our best. ” he smiles, proud at the small wooden building & the animals inhabiting inside. one glance to his horse & he pats his side. “ the kids will love ‘em… do they know how to ride? do you know? ” a genuine question, one that naturally sounds like a challenge or the start of one of his infamous bad ideas.

#𝐓𝐈𝐏 𝐌𝐘 𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐓𝐎 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐒𝐔𝐍 𝐈𝐍 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐖𝐄𝐒𝐓. ⧽ interactions. #「 📍 puhlman ranch 」 #featuring ⧽ #marinera-stella #this is the most domestic gif i’ve found of him omg #anyway #BILINGUAL BESTIES !!!

[having-conniptions]

Favorite part of today's chaotic bilingual text convo with my bestie

(Screenshots are from their phone so they're the green bubbles & I'm the white ones)

And this wasn't even the part where they talked about sniffing balls snorting nuts

#i love them <3 #but dear god please give them sleep #and brain cells #if youre reading this hey bestie mwah i love you #texting #bilingual #denglisch #memes #texting meme

[raziraphale]

I work with [redacted government agency] and it's nice seeing pronouns become pretty standard in email signatures and stuff but I'm still thinking about this woman at work who had a bilingual email signature that listed her pronouns as she/her/hers and elle/sa. willing to learn about trans issues but talking a bold stance against learning how the french language works lmao

#the possessive pronoun does not care about your gender bestie.... #every day I wonder when someone will be brave enough to tell her #bc it's not gonna be me #maybe it should stay there as a warning to the public so francophones can make an informed decision #about whether they will try to access gov services in french or just skip to the part where they have to speak english #like i don't even consider myself fluent enough in french to work in government but clearly the bar is low for bilingualism lol #reilly.txt

[chaoticbuggybitchboy]

me in English: good night

me in Spanish: Les amo mucho cariños son de mi corazón y quiero que tengan una noche maravillosa y tranquila porque les merecen todo las cosas buenas y lindas del mundo

(I love you very much, darlings, you are from my heart and I want you to have a wonderful and quiet night because you deserve all the good and beautiful things in the world <33)

#Literally I copy pasted that from my besties server #Me in English: gn #me in Spanish: paragraph about how dearly I adore each and every person here #bilingüe #bilingual #english #spanish #Español es la mejor #muchas gracias y buenas noches

[demilypyro]

Bilingual Besties

#splatoon 3 #splatoon #inkie heart #indie vtuber #vtuber #twitch #demilypyro #stream highlight #demily #demily pyro

[astraysimp]

Mini Minho

Mini Minho

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ Hi besties! I bring more dad!skz! Hehehhe enjjooyyyyyy

⌦ .｡.:*♡: Summary: Reader surprises Minho at the studio with their baby, and some cuteness ensues, (imagine your baby also looks like baby Minho)

⌦ .｡.:*♡ Warnings: dad!Minho, fluff, the bandmates being the sweetest uncles, fem!reader, your son Min-Jun is 10 months old, pet names (for reader and baby Min Jun), you and Minho raise Min Jun bilingually(Eng and Korean)

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It was Wednesday morning and Minho had already left for dance practice, to nail the routines for this new comeback. Comeback season was always busy. 

 You were in bed, scrolling on your phone before you heard whimpers coming from your baby monitor. “Looks like my Jun-ie is awake.” You smiled to yourself and got out of bed making your way to his nursery. Opening the door, you saw Min Jun standing in his crib, holding on to the side bars. “Oh good morning, my sweet boy. Are you waiting for eomma?” You smiled and picked him up out of his crib, holding him on your hip. Min Jun let out giggles and nuzzled himself into your chest, a true mommy’s boy. “Does my precious Junnie want breakfast,hm?” You giggled and kissed his forehead, making your way downstairs to the kitchen.

Once in the kitchen, you put Min Jun in his high chair and set out some food for the kitties. “Soonie, Doongie, Dori, breakfast time.” You called out, hearing the pitter  patter of their paws coming. Turning back to Min Jun you smiled, kissing his cheeks and setting a chair in front of his high chair. “How would my baby like some peaches, hm? Boksung-a  meogeullae?” You smiled, holding a slice of peach out to him, as he made grabby hands. “My hungry boy is so smart, hm?” You giggled, eating your own breakfast, watching as he happily ate the peaches. “ Min Jun-a, boksung-a, massisseoyo? Is it yummy?” You smiled, wiping some juice from his cheeks, as he giggled and clapped his hands. Soon enough, you were both done eating and you washed the dishes, deciding today would be a good day to surprise Minho at the studio. You picked up Min Jun from his high chair and made your way up to his nursery, to change him.

Once you were in his nursery, you laid him on his changing table and changed his nappy, before picking out an outfit for him. The weather was chilly, so you went with a sweater, jeans,hat and little converse. Changing him into his outfit, you picked him up and bounced him in your arms. “Waaahhhh, my big boy. Nae agiineun jeongmal gwiyeopne,” you cooed, kissing all over his face as he giggled. Making it into your room, you sat him on your bed, so you could change–decing to wear a hoodie, jeans, converse and a vest with a hat. “Mommy needs to change ,huh? Appareul wihae yeppeo boyeoya hae.” You smiled before changing, letting Min Jun play on your phone.

Once you were changed and had a baby bag ready , you picked Min Jun up, and walked downstairs. “Let’s go see daddy, yeah? Ga-ja!” You smiled, hearing him clap and giggle. Grabbing the stroller, you set it in the kitchen, gently setting him in it and laying a blanket over him. “ Is my Junnie excited to see daddy and his uncles?!” You smiled, hearing him giggle and clap more, waving at the kitties.You grabbed your keys and made your way to the door, a giggling Min Jun kicking his feet in the stroller. Locking the door, you pushed the stroller, singing to Min Jun as you made your way to the car. “나비야 나비야.이리 날아 오너라,노랑나비 흰 나비.춤을 추며 오너라.봄바람에 꽃잎도.방긋방긋 웃으며.참새도 짹짹짹.노래하며 춤춘다.” You sang, making it to your car as you locked the stroller. Opening the back door, you gently lifted Min Jun out and set him in his car seat, buckling him in. “Can mommy have a kiss? Eomma-ga kiseu-hal su issnayo, Jun Jun?” You smiled, pinching his cheek as he puckered his lips, pressing them to yours. “ Gomawoya!” You smiled , pressing a kiss to his head, before closing the door and loading the stroller and baby bag into the trunk.

Getting into the driver's seat, you turned the ignition on, buckling your seat beat and backed out of the driveway. You started to drive, hearing min Jun giggling from his spot in his car seat. “ Is Jun Jun excited.” You smiled, making a left turn. It was only a 15 minute drive, thankfully. Continuing on your drive, you quietly sang more songs for Min Jun, as he played with his toys. Min Jun eventually ended up falling asleep, causing you to laugh to yourself. “ Sleepy boy, my sleepy Junnie.” You smiled, making another turn. 15 minutes later, you arrived at the building, spotting Minho’s car and parking next to it. Quietly, you turned the ignition off and got out. Grabbing the stroller from the trunk, you slung  the baby bag over your shoulder, opening the door where Min Jun’s car seat was. “Ssssh, shh shhh, Junnie.” You cooed, gently unbuckling him and lifting him up , to set him in his car seat. You pressed a kiss to his forehead, before sliding a pacifier in his mouth. “Let’s see daddy, baby.”

Making your way inside the building, you scanned your keycard and went to the elevator. You knew they’d be on floor three–where studios and practice rooms were. So, pushing the stroller into the elevator, you push the 3 button, sliding the stroller back and forth so as to not wake Min Jun up. Smiling to yourself, you pulled your phone out, seeing a text from Minho, saying he missed you– but, boy was he in for a surprise. Humming to yourself, you waited  for the elevator to ding, signaling your arrival on your desired floor. Luckily, it only took about 3 minutes. Hearing the ding, you waited for the doors to open, before you pushed the stroller out. Then you made your way down the hall, searching for them. 

You could hear them before you could see them, hearing the playful bickering, laughing and chatter. You smiled and approached the door. Min Jun was still sound asleep, as you pushed the door open. “Hello?” You heard Chan and Jeongin ask , turning to see you. “Wah! Ynnie! What are you doing here?” Chan had asked pulling you into a hug. “Yah, SH! He’s sleeping.” You smiled, hugging him back. “Me and Junnie wanted to surprise Minho, though.” You smiled, hugging a smiling Jeongin who was playfully messing with Min Jun’s hands. “They're so small, so cute! But, nice to see you Ynnie! Minho hyung is in the bathroom.” He smiled, placing a kiss to the top of your head. All of a sudden, Han, Felix, Hyunjin and Seungmin were racing over, to see the baby. “Hi love! How are you?” Felix smiled, side hugging you. “I’m good, Lix. Min Jun’s a handful, like his daddy.” You giggled, seeing them play with Min Jun’s hands and feet–in a cute way. Hyunjin, Han and Seungmin all greeted you, giving you hugs and the usual. “Let him wake up on his own, I don’t want a cranky baby.” You warned, seeing Min Jun wiggling in his stroller. “ Yeah we don’t either. He’s like Minho hyung, and one  Minho hyung is already enough,” Han giggled. Minho was making his way out of the bathroom, confused by all the commotion. “ What’s going on? Who’s here?” He asked, seeing his members gathered around and cooing. 

Then it hit him. “Wah wah, aish. Move over.” He urged, squeezing his way to press a kiss to your lips. “ Hi jagi. What brings you here?” He smiled, pulling you into his side. “ Me and Junnie wanted to surprise you,” you smiled, pecking his lips. “Waaah, my babies. Is he asleep?” All of a sudden, you heard him crying, signaling that Min Jun woke up. Hurriedly, Minho rushed and picked him up out of his stroller. “ Oh oh ooohh, ssssshhh Junnie. Appa-ga yeogi isseoyo. Uljima.” he cooed, rocking Min Jun in his arms before turning to his bandmates. “Yah! Who woke him up?” He deadpanned, as they all shook their heads, and tried to make Min Jun laugh. “ None of us! We didn’t wake him,” they all replied, as you gently put the pacifier back in his mouth. Kissing his and Minho’s cheeks you smiled. “It’s okay, my baby. Gwaenchana, ul-ji-ma.” You rubbed his back, hearing his crying die down. Minho smiled and kissed the top of Min Jun’s head, as he gripped on Minho’s shirt. “ Awww, does my baby want to dance?” He smiled, turning to sit on the floor , facing the mirror wall.

Sitting on the floor beside them, you smiled seeing Minho hold Min Jun up between his legs. “ Wah just like your daddy? Do you like dancing?” You smiled, as the others sat on the floor as well. “Wah, he really is a mini Minho,” Seungmin laughed. “Maybe, he’ll take your place hyung,” jeongin laughed. Giggling, you smiled and watched as Min Jun was bouncing on his legs. Minho laughed, “ Yah, I know he’s just like me.” He smiled as Hyunjin spoke, “ is he cranky and mean like you too?” Laughing you, flicked him on the head as Minho rolled his eyes. “ No! But he’s so smart and nice and loves cuddling his eomma and appa, right Jun Jun-ah?” Minho smiled, kissing the top of his head. Giggling, Min Jun clapped his hands. “I take that as a yes,” you and Minho smiled, as the other boys interacted with your baby. Jeongin dancing with him, Felix and Han playing peek-a-boo, Chan playing airplane,Seungmin chasing Min Jun around as he crawled. 

You and Minho smiled, lovingly kissing each other. “I love you, jagi,” he smiled. Cuddling into his side, you smiled. “I love you too, yeobo.” Watching his bandmates play with Min Jun, you all decided that practice could wait. I mean, who would turn down playing with an adorable mini version of Minho. Eventually, you all ate lunch, and took a nap–yes, on the floor of the practice room. Minho cuddling you as Min Jun slept on your chest. 

You made a good decision to surprise Minho that day 

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#skz fluff #stray kids fluff #stray kids texts #lee know fluff #seungmin fluff #seungmin x reader #han jisung fluff #jeongin x reader #bang chan #changbin fluff #lee know x reader #lee minho #lee minho x reader #soft minho #skz #skz text imagines #skz fanfic #skz x reader #skz imagines

[citrus-sours]

they are sooooo besties . Bilingual king Honenuki always happy to translate for Pony

#sour sketches #bnha #pony tsunotori #juzo honenuki #my hero academia #were soooo back baby

[eddiediazismyhusband]

Do you think Buddie would have another kid after getting together? What are your headcanons for that?

Personally, I say yes and see them worrying that Chris would feel some type of way about it and then approaching the conversation very carefully and then Chris is just like “so I get a sibling FINALLY? Awesome”

Oh bestie i absolutely think they would… especially with how much buck wants a kid and how eddie would love the chance to be there for the important things he missed with chris.

(i actually have an ongoing fic series called “Never Grow Up” centered around buddie being baby-girl dads; i will link it below if you want to check it out ☺️☺️)

but one of my headcanons is that they would name their baby girl after maddie- i don’t think she would be maddie diaz, i think they would make her full name Madeline (or any similar spelling) followed by her middle name being Isabel after abuela.

if they had a baby boy, i could 1000000% see them naming him after bobby in some capacity whether that be his first name or not (i also love the idea of him being called robbie instead of bobby so that it’s like the same but different)

i think buck would immediately become the helicopter parent for whatever extracurricular activity they join (im talking coaching the kindergarten soccer team, sewing dance costumes for dance competitions, volunteering as a kid wrangler for school plays, etc.)

i think eddie would sing old lullabies to their children as he rocks them to sleep at night, buck would tell him he has a beautiful voice (he would), and eddie would shake his head and say he doesn’t think so

buck and eddie would both find moments during the day when chris would sneak into the nursery and be telling the baby a story about their family, or saying sweet things like “im slways gonna protect you” or “i will never let anyone hurt you” “if anyone gives you a problem you come to me”

buck would go all out for their birthdays, often bringing out clipboard buck to make sure everything goes exactly the way he planned

their kids would call all of the 118 uncle/aunt/auntie

i think buck would be the one who everyone thinks spoils the kid, but in reality eddie is much worse about it than buck is (although they are both bad about it)

i think they would have at least one baby via surrogate, so that buck would have the chance to he a biological father, but any more, they would look into adoption, getting help from henren through the process

i think they would raise the kids to be bilingual (buck would come home raving about research he did on how beneficial it would be to raise them in a bilingual household, and eddie couldn’t say no to buck)

eddie would get really insecure over messing up again (bonus points if he panics about not knowing how to raise a little girl) while buck reminds him that he is an amazing father and he will be just as amazing with their kids

I am so sorry this took me like over a week to post, anon… I started a draft of these and then life kinda blew up and i only just thought about it… i guess better late than never, right?

If you are interested in reading my baby-girl-dad!buddie fics, i am going to link the series below (there are currently only two one-shots, but i am sure there will be more to come!)

Thank you for the ask, anon! and again, i am so sorry it took me so long to get to it! 😭🙏💕

#911 abc #eddie diaz #buddie #911 #evan buckley #buddie 911 #911 on abc #buck and eddie #eddie x buck #eddie diaz x evan buckley #eddie diaz 911 #eddie 911 #eddie diaz x evan buck buckley #eddie diaz x buck

[just-some-random-blogger]

Hi! I'm not very good at English and I don't know if you are accepting requests for oneshots or images. But could you write some Daemon Targaryen x Fem!Shapeshifter Reader? The reader and Daemon have become friends, Daemon likes the energetic personality of the reader and he likes that she can transform into animals and dragons. The reader is quite innocent in terms of love and passion, so Daemon is willing to teach her, and that helps him demonstrate the feelings that arose between the two. Something fluffy and smut, please? Thanks in advance ✨

Doves, Snakes, Dragons

Daemon Targaryen x Shapshifter!Reader

Summary: You were an oddity sold at the price of an ewer of wine and two loaves of bread. Upon the death of your buyer, you find yourself in the hands of a Targayen who, for once, is unafraid of the magic in your blood.

Word Count: 2k+

Warnings: GIRL RUN I WROTE ANGST IM SORRY, literally .01 fluff, 0 feminism left on my hands and knees, mentions of slavery, reader is a shapeshifter idk what to tell you bestie, infidelity, smut (crying while fucking, aggressive choking?, impregnation kink?, praise kink?, vaginal penetration, pulling out) fem!reader, typos, etc.

A/N: Ngl you had me at shapeshifter. BUT GIRL IM SO SORRY I DID THE EXACT OPPOSITE OF WHAT YOU ASKED AND refuse TO FIX IT ASHFL:AHS:ASFHASL:F ITS NOT FLUFF ITS ANGST IM SO SORRY And if there is any lore about shapeshifters in this universe, i am blissfully unaware of is, therefore all of u just roll with my punches 😚✌️ Also all my anons be apologizing for their english, literally when this language has silent k's 🤨 u think it deserves respect? Repeat after me: we are speaking english AMAZINGLY 😩 slay bilinguals slay Pssst i made a p2 babes "To The Heart"

It happened like this: a man saw me, thought he could take me as a whore and the man who owned me gave him a piece of his mind. My master was no match to the large attacker, and was gravely injured by him. Yet when the attacker tried to grab me, a sword sliced his neck. I was then acquainted with Daemon Targaryen, Heir to the Iron Throne.

When my master succumbed to his wounds, I then begged the prince to take me in, but instead of claiming me as his property, he set me free. To this day, I do not know why.

"My prince!" I called out the moment I felt his presence from outside my home. I run to the door, passing my handmaiden who followed after my heels in similar excitement.

I run out of the door and see Daemon galloping towards me on his black horse. I smile and wave at him enthusiastically. I feel my servant nudge me from behind, making my body heat up in response.

Daemon swiftly unmounts his horse and walks over to me, hand extended for me to take. The moment I take it, he pulls me close to him and places a chaste kiss on my cheek, "my favorite skin changer."

I press my lips into a smile, "I'm the only skin changer you know, my prince."

"Wouldn't you like that to be true," he teases, making me furrow my brows at him, sequentially making him laugh.

He leads me back into my home, and my servant quickly calls that she will prepare snacks for us.

"How may I be of assistance to you, my prince?" I ask in urgency as I sit on the settee beside the man who already made himself comfortable.

Daemon brushes hair behind my ear, "the usual."

I nod, "to whom must I deliver a message?"

He does not reply for a moment, his violet eyes far too busy taking in my face. I enjoy his attention, much like I enjoy his fingers that were fiddling with the ends of my hair.

He speaks in High Valyrian. He only looks again at me, measuring my reaction.

I bite my lip in thought, "did you just say I'm pretty, your grace?"

Daemon breaks into a chuckle, pulling his hand away from me to prop his arm on the cushioned backrest, "I said your beauty is being wasted."

I shake my head, just as my handmaiden arrived with a tray of snacks. She gives me a look, Daemon is the one that catches it though, then rushes out the moment she sets the things down on table before us, "if it is for my liberator, it is not a waste at all."

"Perhaps I freed you from that twisted fuck you thought to be a kind master," Daemon takes a turn to shake his head, "but you have in turn shackled me, sweet girl."

I lean into him, resting my head on his chest.

As quickly as I feel contented in his arms, I feel envy bite at me. My mind is envious of the truth of it all, that he had a wife, Lady Rhea Royce, and I was simply passing his time. I decide not to speak about it, I never do, in fear of making him draw away from me.

"House Baratheon is situated quite far from here," Daemon changes the subject as he places a hand on my back.

I pull away after hearing this, eager to learn more of his newest order, much to his disappointment.

"Are you sure you cannot change into a fish?" Daemon asks me for the nth time, making me release a half amused sigh.

"My love, I-" realizing my mistake, I freeze, breaking my gaze from him, "if- if I was able to change into a fish I would have bared my gills at you a long time ago."

Daemon's face is hard when I turn back to him.

"I can only change into birds or reptiles, same as ever," I blurt, faking the fact I was not nervous under his gaze.

"I'm simply concerned that some idiot might think to shoot you upon seeing your wings," he says, hand stroking my shoulder.

I shake my head, "I have been having trouble ruffling my feathers as of late, my prince. I think I will crawl into his house instead."

The prince straightens up upon hearing that, brows shooting up with him, "you will walk all the way there?"

I chuckle at his concerned look, "no less tiring than flying, I assure you," I return a smile to contrast his worried wrinkles, "but no. I will ride on Buttercup and decide how I'll leave your message when I am close enough."

Knowing my shifting preferences, he leans back, "don't turn into a snake."

I chuckle yet again.

"Those fuckers will not hesitate to strike you."

"My prince," I pacify, hand going to his cheek, "this is something you do not have to worry about."

"I am," he replies simply, hand grabbing my wrist.

I look at him, then look away, willing myself not to be affected by his words.

Daemon pulls me up with him when he stands. He takes me outside. We begin to roam the beachside by my house, heading wordlessly to the cave we always ended up in.

Much like all the other times, it doesn't take long before the prince has me against him, back pressed against one of the trees near the mouth of the cave.

I am hungry for his touch, starving like I always am, and it is palpable in how I tug on his clothes and dig at his skin. He however is not as eager today. He wants to take his time, savor the moment. Daemon instead forces me to slow down when he grabs my nimble hands. He wants to feel of his mouth on mine, to share the breath he is breathing.

I am defenseless against him and crumble to his desire. I moan at his soft touches, subservient to whatever he wants from me.

It is only in moments like this I am brave enough to mutter his name. I speak it like a prayer, claiming him with my voice, deluding myself he is actually mine.

"Daemon," I whine in between a moment of huffs as his hands finally roam down my skirt. I pull him closer to me and lean against the tree bark behind me.

He kneads my bare thighs once he finds them, then pushes forward, bending down so he can secure my legs around his hips. Not needing to worry about falling out of his clutch, my own hands work on undoing his breeches. He silently allows me to do so then shakes them down enough to be able to enter me.

When he does so, I roar the way I do when I am in animal form. Daemon basks in the wet heat around him and growls against my ear.

He positions me better against him, hands pressing firmly against my sides. He pushes into me, slowly, fully in and out, and the sounds that escape me are absolutely filthy to the ears.

In the same moment, the wind blows fiercely, making the trees shift and the leaves fall all over around us. My eyes that were barely open manages to behold this. This must be what heaven feels like.

I nearly break into tears when I hear what Daemon says next. He grumbles, pace not yet quickening, "my love, how I've missed to be inside you."

The words make my grip on his neck tighten, and my mouth go completely dry.

Daemon grunts at the feeling of my nails. He takes this moment to pick up the pace.

"I've missed you too," I mutter in between whimpers. Daemon heavily breaths against me as I pepper kisses all over his neck.

I begin to helplessly bawl on him, tears watering at both the pleasure he was bringing and the thoughts that were suddenly plaguing my head. My teeth lightly scratches on his skin as I confess, "I pray to the gods that you will not leave me next time you come."

He sighs, "fuck," pace suddenly slacking, grip loosening until I slip off him. My feet fall to the ground. I was looking up at Daemon when he suddenly forces me around, lifting my skirt up yet again and enters me this time with a much more brutal pace.

I grip on the tree trunk for dear life as Daemon hoists me up by hips, forcing me on my toes. My back arches to further submit to him. My nails dig into the wood when he pushes against me in the most roughly delicious of ways.

"Daemon," I beg, licking my lips, tasting the tears that moistened them.

He is silent, save for his own whines and throaty rumbles.

Whatever eagerness I had initially is nothing compared to how he takes me now. He slams into like it was his only purpose in life. My body is nothing against him, and does not know whether to tense or melt. I find myself constantly shifting somewhere in between.

I begin to clench around him in anticipation of my high. A slave to my needs, Daemon senses this and brings his fingers to my dripping core, hastily rubbing the surface, making more tears run down my pleasure contorted face.

"Come now, good girl," Daemon hisses, "come for me."

I whine, absolutely dying to obey him and follow in his bidding.

However, knowing what would come next, I look over my shoulder, mouth opening wider at the sight of Daemon's expression, "inside please."

Daemon does not hear this, so I repeat his name out quickly, quickly, quickly. He finally notices my gaze on him.

"Come inside me, Daemon," I beg with tears, "I want to have you. Fill me with y-"

His hand chokes me before I could continue. He heaves, a darkness covers his eyes, "I will not fuck a bastard in you."

I whine at the pressure. His hands do not leave me as he continues and my belly goes into a frenzy because of it.

"Daemon," I heave.

He presses a kiss on my cheek as my eyes close. Tears down to his hand on my neck.

He finally releases me once I've come undone around him. I shake violently as unholy sounds stream out of my lips. I relish in his continuous pounding, absolutely spent by his raw an relentless fucking.

It takes everything in him not to do as he was begged to. Still, Daemon prides himself in his self-control and pulls out, pumping himself with his hand, finishing on the sand beside him, imagining he was not as pathetic as he was in that moment.

I claw at the tree, trying to find my footing as my legs were still like jelly.

A moment passes and I finally manage to straighten myself up.

I turn to the ground beside me, seeing the wetness on the ground that was Daemon's seed. Suddenly, I feel ashamed by my treasonous words.

I turn around, catching Daemon tying his pants back up, "Dae-"

Daemon turns to me.

"My prince," I correct myself, "I-"

"Bring this to Lord Baratheon at once," Daemon cuts me off, pulling a piece of paper from his pocket the moment he was done sorting himself out.

I gulp the lump on my throat. I bite my lower lip tightly in an attempt to hold back tears.

Daemon steps over to me, grabbing my hand, placing his letter in it. His jaw clenches as he watches tears gush from my eyes. He does not make any attempts to soothe me.

I nod at him, knowing whatever comes out of my mouth would only be sounds that betray me.

You deserve better than me, Daemon wants to say. His pride will not allow it though, especially not his selfishness. He instead pulls away in such a manner that his hands brush all the way down to my finger tips. When he walks away, he tells himself not to look back. His self-control fails him in that moment.

I crumble to the floor, crying into the piece of paper in my hands.

Daemon clenches his fists tightly as he draws his gaze away.

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Some Azur Lane Headcanons

Here are some shipgirl headcanons I have! Note that these are just my personal headcanons (some inspired by my friends) and you don't need to agree with them.

I'll start with some for Wales because I love her so much, and I have so many headcanons for her compared to other shipgirls:

I can see Wales singing/humming a lullaby to help herself sleep when she can't. She may do the same for her partner if they can't sleep, if they so wish.

Lightweight, lol

She'd find being called "Princess" as a nickname endearing and adorable, especially if it's from someone she loves.

Probably wouldn't mind being pampered by whoever she loves, given her responsibilities as one of the Royal Knights(which is probably a lot on her shoulders), and... her unfortunate history...

Bilingual, at the very least (speaking English and Welsh)

Bisexual

Generally somewhere on the femme side.

While she usually buys her own jewelry, the earrings she wear the most (in her default outfit) can be a gift from Hood quite early on, not long after she's been launched.

Large and expensive wardrobe (including fancy dresses, lingerie, other nice clothes, etc.), probably applies to many of the other HMS ships too.

Wales and Howe would sometimes do each other's hair, and makeup in some cases. Usually the former.

And here are some for other ships!

Howe likes to have a bake-off with Dunkerque for fun, and enjoy the results together afterwards! (And they're definitely besties)

Duke of York is probably into Greek Mythology to some extent.

Formidable will occasionally to introduce Yorkie to some of her musical interests.

King George has a few clumsy moments here and there. Though, she's still pretty graceful overall.

Hood has the biggest jewelry collection in the Royal Navy (Wales maybe being close second?)

Bismarck is already shy, but I imagine her being even more shy and awkward around other women.

#PaiPai Speaks #Azur Lane #I may share some more in the future!