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mermaidsirennikita · 4 months

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Hello! I hope you are having a good weekend, could you recommend HR with the jealousy mini trope? The hero being a jealous idiot, not that it takes the whole book but more like the hero could actually be very vocal about him not liking other men looking/talking at the heroine

Hmmmm this is kind of common, but also something I'll admit I don't think a lot of authors pull off. Not because it's a Bad Thing, but because it often feels shoved into the story as an obligatory "check a box" moment. And I hate a check a box moment, lol.

So, books I think do it well:

Charlotte and The Seductive Spymaster by Grace Callaway. I love this one because the entire premise of the book is that Charlotte and Sebastian were married young, he appeared to die, and it turns out he did in fact fake his death for Reasons. So twelve years later, she's finally beginning to open up to another man, and like. As they're kissing, a literal rock comes flying through a window. It's Sebastian! He's stalking her! (Stalking is Love in romance, and I'm fine with it.) And he's PISSED that this other dude is trying to make moves on his wife, who fully thinks he's dead, because of his own choices lol. There's more jealousy in the book; I wouldn't call it a love triangle, because Charlie doesn't ever really seriously consider the other dude and he in turn is not serious about her... But it is a love triangle in her husband's head.

Stephanie Laurens's Cynster series features generally jealous heroes because they're all alphas (with Conqueror's Blood). I think A Rake's Vow is a good one for this, because Patience is being approached by other men, and Vane is like UM???? BUT WE FUCKED IN THE OUTDOORS MARRY ME??????

Melissa and the Vicar by S.M. LaViolette. Magnus thinks Hugo and Melissa are fucking (albeit because they put on QUITE a show because Melissa has self-loathing issues and wants Magnus to leave; Magnus Will Not Leave because he's OBSESSSED) and is fuming with jealousy. Also: ? I think Hugo actually also has his own jealousy issues in Hugo and The Maiden, as some other guy is vying for his heroine's hand.

For My Lady's Heart by Laura Kinsale. The hero definitely experiences jealousy (and also a "what the fuck" moment) because the heroine is pretending to sleep with her teenage assassin, Allegreto. To be clear, she is not sleeping with the teenage assassin. Also, Allegret is pretending to be castrated but is like "SHE WANTS ME FOR OTHER THIIINGS" and our hero is all "I really wish I hadn't joined this weird traveling band of freaks". Poor Ruck. Flowers from the Storm, another Kinsale, also has a jealous hero who's like "THESE FUCKING QUAKERS ARE TRYING TO TAKE THIS WOMAN I FORCED TO MARRY AWAY FROM ME GODDAMMIT".

Monica McCarty's Highland Guard series has very possessive heroes who tend to be jealous of like. Anyone who gets near their heroines. Which is like? Actually kind of a thing. The Saint actually has the hero watch the heroine marry his best friend at the beginning, and there is much angst about it when Shit Happens.

Seduce Me at Sunrise by Lisa Kleypas. BUT OF COURSE. Julian, the Nice Guy Doctor, is trying to court Win, and Kev refuses to be with her because He'll Kill Her with His Horse Cock, but he WILL absolutely seethe with jealousy if Julian even breathes near her.

Dreaming of You by Lisa Kleypas. Derek is very jealousy of Sara's wet blanket fiancee. There's an entire scene where he finds out she kissed the fiancee (and mind you, Derek was very much the other man in this situation lol) and he's like "WHAT THE FUCK" and Sara's dad observes this, surmises that Derek and Sara have Done Things, and is all "okaaaaaay so we'll need to get y'all married ASAP".

It Happened One Autumn by Lisa Kleypas. Westcliff is, naturally, extremely twitchy and jealous when St. Vincent is doing his whole "let's court Lillian for the evil" thing. And has a whole "i think THE FUCK not" when Sebastian offers for her. Sebastian is also pretty jealous and possessive in Devil in Winter when Evie turns out to have a Hot Guy Buddy in Cam Rohan. Which he should be. Because Cam fucks.

In When the Earl Met His Match by Stacy Reid, the hero takes the heroine's daughter on as his own when she shows up pregnant by another man and in need of a marriage of convenience... and then the biological father of the kid shows up. Our hero is Not Happy.

In The Heiress Hunt, The Lady Gets Lucky, and The Bride Goes Rogue by Joanna Shupe, all of the heroes are super jealous of the Duke of Lockwood--and to be fair? In like, two and half of those situations, Lockwood WAS trying to get with their women. And we love him for it. In The Duke Gets Even, Lockwood is also jealous of this one guy Nellie has fucked recently, and additionally Nellie's cousin, because he does not in fact know that it's her cousin at first. What does kill me is that even in Lockwood's book, the beef is like still real with him and the other guys. They're all so threatened lmao. Which they should be, because Lockwood is hot, and the ULTIMATE example of Gentleman in The Streets, Freak in The Sheets.

Elizabeth Hoyt heroes are usually jealous lol. Winter Makepeace is definitely jealous of the various guys trying to fuck Isabel in Thief of Shadows.

When the Duke Was Wicked by Lorraine Heath features Human Disaster The Duke of Lovingdon being jealous of the guys he's literally trying to set Grace up with.

#romance novel blogging #romance novels #book recs

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gainprincess · 10 months

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"H-Has anyone seen Melt lately...? I've been looking for her all week..."

Well, she hasn't, really...She had an agent out searching for her.

What's that look for?! She can have agents! She's a major player here, you know! She has a ninja that works for her!

"PassioOoNlip-dono...I have retuRRrRnEd."

The robotic voice of Kashin Koji precludes the doll's presence, the woman dropping in out of nowhere as her spider-like metal tendrils clank on the floor to hold her in place. Her body's not all that anymore, and she sounds more like Siri than the master of illusions he was in life.

"W-Welcome back, Koji! What did you learn...?"

"BegINnnNinG report...No signs of Meltryllis-dono in designated class: ALlTer Ego. Lancer located, same position as previous repPpoRRt.

BB-dono remains secCCCluuuded...Recommendation: ExttttERminate. We are...UnSure of her motivAAATIoNs, after all..."

"No sign of her at all, then. She must be in a singularity, like you suspected at the start. We've been wasting our time there..."

It's like Passionlip's demeanor changed completely. The shy, if steel-backed young woman is no more. A calm, cool, collected woman has taken her place, and listens to her assassin's report with complete focus.

"Thank you for searching this past week for me, and I'm sorry for sending you on a wild goose chase. I'll take the matter about BB into consideration, but..."

She sucks in on her lip.

"What about the other matter I asked you to look into, Koji?"

"Nnnh? Other maAAAtteR?"

She closes her eyes, seeming to have to dig through her memory to recall an order issued to her merely 7 days ago.

"Ah- Yes, I reMmMember noWW."

A smile spreads across the spider's face as her tendrils clank and rustle in excitement.

"AaAlL is AcCOrDDinG to plan. They're A-a-a-already falling into posiTIION..."

She twitch-twitch-twitches. She'll need to recalibrate her voice box and limbs, then.

"Very good...Continue monitoring them, and let me know immediately if Avenger's routine changes. Even if she does something small."

"Of course, PAASssionlip-dooOno. I am eEvvER your faithful shinobi...Master."

Passionlip doesn't have hands. So no one would have any reason to check them for anything. Especially Command Seals.

That's why they're on her back. Three of them, in crimson red, unseeable by anyone who isn't trying to get behind lip for some inane reason.

Koji isn't 'officially' in Chaldea. She's not even Ritsuka's Servant.

The master of Assassin, Kashin Koji...

Is Alter-Ego, Passionlip.

"Hehehe...you don't need to call me that, Koji...we're friends. But, um, while you leave..."

"Can you survey the area? Make sure no one's listening in?"

"At onNCEe, Passionlip-dono."

The scuttling of spider legs echo as Kashin Koji flips herself back up into the vents, darting away to do a check on her mistress's domicile.

Breath, hot down your neck. The click, click, click of eight steel legs behind you, as you stare at your computer. The hissing of metal joints as they creak and groan.

A soft, warm finger gently tips at your chin, turning your eyes away from the Tumblr screen for just a moment. Just a secon-

Do nOooT OBBbSserve ThiIIngs you were not suppPPPosed to seeeEE.

You will be LEEETTTT off this time.

I am not known for second chances.

Scuttle, scuttle, scuttle. You blink. You're looking at Tumblr again. How odd.

Perhaps a trick of the light.

Yes.

That must be it, my dear reader.

A tTRIIccCCk of the ligHHhT.~

#muse: lip #temp!muse: kashin koji #koji is a really fascinating Servant with a lot of potential #also this is teasing SBA 3 coming tomorrow finally #and the second longpost series I'm starting #also tw: arachnophobia? Koji is partly a mechanical spider.

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walkedlegacy · 3 months

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what is their favorite exhibit at an aquarium?

what does their breakfast look like?

what gaming console was the first one they ever played?

is there a small habit that they do every day?

what color was their childhood bedroom?

what is their favorite wine / liquor?

what's their guilty pleasure tv show?

ANSWERED ASK : ( timeguardians )

okay , thiis is gonna be a long post , because i can never seem to answer these simply , but i wanted to get this one out so i didn't have two of these sitting in my asks. okay . . . got your note taking tools out?? good! lets roll!

HEADCANON QUESTIONS.

WHAT IS THEIR FAVORITE EXHIBIT AT AN AQUARIUM?

oooooo a good one to start off with. anya really liked the aquarium and all the sea creatures since she was a kid. well , aquarium , zoo , it didn't matter. if she was looking at animals she was always a happy girl. she loves everything about the aquarium if i'm being honest , and her favorites have changed over the years. when she was a little girl , she loved visiting the areas where they had the big massive schools of fish. she'd marvel at the shimmering of the scales and all the pretty colors , while her parents explained how they use teamwork to survive. when she got older , her favorite became the shark exhibit. she really enjoys sharks and learning about them and even wants to swim with one someday. ( despite the many ways she knows it would go wrong ) and after she has kids , she finds a special love for the touching pool , she loves taking the kids to the aquarium and watching them learn about the world around them.

WHAT DOES THEIR BREAKFAST LOOK LIKE?

coffee is always part of it , no exceptions ( except when she was pregnant. it was a nightmare ) and a glass of orange juice as well for a drink. her job is everything to her , and she makes sure she has the diet to support it. whole wheat toast with avocado spread on it , with usually what is a scramble made up of eggs , green peppers , mushrooms and onions. she keeps a nutrition guide the fire department released so she has a grocery list she can refer to , but she's had this diet since her parents would allow her to even have a diet. she switches it up sometimes with a yogurt and granola option if she knows bobby is going to have breakfast for the house , in which case it's whatever bobby makes , and on the way out she has a smoothie with her she makes every morning consisting of spinach , mixed berries , some sort of whey protein , avocado oil , and water.

WHAT GAMING CONSOLE WAS THE FIRST ONE THEY EVER PLAYED?

the barnes household was always mostly a playstation household , and was the first console anya ever played with her brother , and it was taking turns playing spyro. they fell in love but anya didn't really latch onto video games right away , being a little too wiggly for them. she eventually found an appreciation for them , and even plays them now to blow off steam , and is pretty good at it. ( her and jamie like to game to blow off steam together after long shifts or when they can't sleep. )

IS THERE A SMALL HABIT THEY DO EVERYDAY?

every morning when she wakes up she sends a text to her partner to say good morning before she does anything else. she checks the family chat. due to the fact that her grandparents are so old , the family has a chat for in case anything needs to be done by the younger members of the family. ( the organization in that family only exists because otherwise there would be chaos. ) and she won't start the day until she's gotten back from her morning run. she only ever misses her run when she's injured in various points of the timeline. as part of her romanian heritage , when she became a firefighter , her grandmother gave her a horseshoe keychain to put on her key ring. in the romanian culture , horseshoes mean wealth and prosperity. so as she walks into the firehouse for her shift , she makes sure to give that keychain a good rub. ( yes . . . she is superstitious. )

WHAT COLOR WAS THEIR CHILDHOOD BEDROOM?

ORANGE! her room was always a very gender neutral room , and as a baby anya was a very happy child. she liked colors like yellow and orange. things that looked like the sun. she changed her color scheme a bit as she grew older.

WHAT IS THEIR FAVORITE WINE/LIQUOR?

she's a vodka girl. given that she's russian and romanian , that isn't too much of a surprise. she'll take it usually in a vodka cranberry , unless she's having a stressful day , in which case she'll take it in shot form. there is always a bottle of stolichnaya ( or stolis coming from her or her family ) and just about every house in her family has it as well ( her grandfather is a big fan of the stuff. ) for wine , she's not too picky , but she does like a nice red if you're trying to impress , ability to pair wine with food though is more impressive to her than having her favorite. ( she's had red wine with fish , while its her favorite . . . not good. )

WHAT IS THEIR GUILTY PLEASURE TV SHOW?

brooklyn 99 is her guilt pleasure show , though she really doesn't have a show she's guilty about watching. if she's had some to drink though , she likes screaming at real housewives of la ( if it's not a thing it is in this verse ) and when jamie is over they turn on cops and get drunk while watching.

#· ˚ ⋆ i'm writing my own story 『 headcanons. 』

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the-firebird69 · 6 months

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and are Horns to something. are

Zues Hera

and are mine as explained oh ok you guys and haha lol and we know. and we see it is us. we announce it. and ours. and they are Devils and are Huge and we are his son, and my wife and my name is yes Mephistopheles and his grandpa cruise helped introduce my coming and herald it. and here it is me doing it. out shortly of its slumber to rule and to have my son. Darth Maul rule as president and mimic tommy f even after he dies fully. they thinking he a clone. and to bear the wieght and not harm ours or our Father or Mother.we will run this place yes

Savage

we shall and now and moreso after we raise them

and no the cast and crew of Yellowstone dont have a clue but yes the horns made the hot springs and the volcano

Oppres

and we hear the oaf on tv and yes bja women are nastier than trumps. and are not savvy no mean cruel and demad stuff pushy and she is deaf loser

Hera

she couldnot handle it ok coul nt the infob

bja

we cant eanymore but shall. are out an d go after it its massieve and the truth

trump

and we see ihes not lying and is alne poor and we are abusive. we left him high and dy today and he said ok see ya and fin. wesee it ok

bja said he had to leave due tothe disgusting behavior prior to the girls knew and she said no out now. and knew why. partyig hard and jerkin it true stuff fear and so on

we help htem out and give them a hand it is an ugly business and he says you sure its a guy and ahhahah ok ok can grow and megan no we see it. are men treu they said it and you missed it. they are huge fags and so. and then this we do it. nad no you are ouot if yo do and then this you move him and fights. and then thiis. wefindmen and ok ok and we werent but ok we suck and we see it. fear ok. and then this sodomy makes it worse an d they howeled and said it does. we need it better wont be we face them. and let ti gow grow no the psuedo empie and should be on charges but ok face the clones in the ships. we see that too. sstill both are wrong and good we see it they say. both sat on it protected him and the ships. and or macs took themand ok in that case. so thy have to know check now

jenna

and we see it must see it must kow and we do ck

trump

we have preliminary findsings said they knew. sat on it. and yeh this is bad

bja

Olympus must publsh now

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cherryblossom-nightscape · 4 years

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🥀i did it :'D. i kept the sketchy lines for the words because i felt like that was him? idk. hope you enjoy ;w;🥀

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twinklelilstarkey · 3 years

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good girl x bad boy rafe where his grades are slipping and she finds out because she overhears ward yelling at him over it so she’s like “why didn’t you tell me?” and turns out he was just embarrassed to ask for help. love you! 💛💛

For blurb Thursday! Hiii babyyy, I hope you like thiis!! ❤️

Hanging out over at Rafe's house has become a weekly habit for you ever since you two have been dating for just 2 months. No matter how much you tend to hate the presence that is none other than his dad's, but, honestly, seeing and hanging with his sisters tends to make it worth it.

You do have to admit that you need to come over with all sorts of homework and projects 100% done because it is impossible to work in that household. Rafe is already a handful, but his family at a Saturday is honestly as chaotic as they come. Just walking into his room at all sorts of times to either argue over something that he had done (Sarah) or to ask for help (Wheezie).

So, yeah, you're already more than used to that.

You scroll through your phone as you walk through the driveway and by the cars at the front of the large white house. You can hear the gardeners in the distance, some of them talking but mostly just the leaf blower and the lawnmower in the distance.

With a hand, you walk through the front door, knowing how it's kept open whenever the workers are outside in case they ever need 'Mr. Cameron'.

You put your phone back in your pocket, walking towards the stairs but a voice in the living room stops you.

"Are you understanding what I'm telling you, or not?!"

It was Ward. Talking to someone, or should you say screaming at someone. You're too scared to peek in and check what's going on or to say your usual simple 'hello' to announce your arrival, so, you decide to take your first step up the stairs.

"Yes, dad!" Rafe groans, making you stop, "I understand."

"We've been having this conversation ever since you started this school year and you keep on not doing a thing." Ward says loudly, sounding as if he's pacing around.

Rafe doesn't answer.

"I'm not going to help you in any way to pass the year, and I hope you know that." His dad continues.

There's no answer for a second.

"Do you know that?" He asks even louder than before.

"Yes." He sighs, "I know..."

"Than you better get your act right, Rafe. I'm done looking out for you. You fail this year and I'm done. You hear me?"

"Yes, sir."

Ward lets out a long sigh, full of annoyance, and it seems like he has stopped walking around.

"Last chance, Rafe. This is your damned last chance." Wards say in almost a whisper.

You assume that he nods in response.

"Can you still fix this?" He asks again yet not verbal response, "What tests are you going to have until the end of the year."

"One for every class." Rafe answers, "And a project for English."

"Talk to your teachers, son. Ask for whatever they can fucking give you to fix this fuck up of a year." Ward says, "You can't be walking around me and our family's company with that on your back."

You frown at his words and look at the ground, wanting nothing but to barge in and defend your boyfriend.

"You hear me?"

"Yes."

There are a few steps a little distant from you and then the sound of someone sitting down.

"Than get the fuck out my sight." He says lastly.

You don't move for a good second, feeling as if Ward's words hit you with just as much impact as they did Rafe. And right as you see your boyfriend walk out of the room and turn to make his way up the stairs, you could tell that he was holding every emotion in him.

Ward's screaming lectures have been something that Rafe's used to hearing ever since he was a kid. He has told you that many times. And you've also heard a few of them that would, annoyingly enough, end on a better note whenever you would be noticed in the room.

But, god, you have never heard it end like this.

Rafe lifts his gaze from the ground when noticing someone's figure a step up the stairs, and when he notices that it's you, humiliation and embarrassment wash over him like a bucket of ice-cold water.

You weren't supposed to hear that.

"Hi." You try to whisper in your sweetest of tones and with a short smile.

Rafe walks towards the stairs, his little broken heart racing in the panic of seeing you and knowing that you heard probably most of the ending of that conversation, and he lays his hand over your waist and pulls you forward to walk up the stairs with him.

You do as he wants and as the two of you stand at the top to walk towards his room, you wrap your arm over his torso and lean onto his side to give him some sort of comfort.

Rafe doesn't quite respond to the sweet action but you also didn't really expect him to. He opens the door of his bedroom and soon, the two of you are on your own.

"Did you, uhm..." He starts, bringing his hand up to run his fingers through his hair as a nervous habit of his, "Did you hear the conversation downstairs?"

"A bit, yeah." You confess.

Rafe locks his jaw and takes a deep breath, hating the fact that you had to witness any of that.

He expects you to not exactly want to talk about it since you tend to let him only speak about his dad whenever he feels like he needs to, but, at the same time, he wants you to so he can get it out of his mind and his chest.

You walk to stand in front of him, wrapping now both of your arms around him and leaning your chin on his sternum while looking up at his face. Rafe grins a tiny bit and brings his hands to your cheeks, caressing them with his thumbs.

"Do you want to talk about it?" You ask him in a whisper.

He thinks for a bit, staring into your eyes as if he'll find his answers behind them.

Rafe opens his mouth to answer but a sudden fear of it cracking with all his boiling and overflowing emotions, just makes him nod in response.

You kiss his chest over his shirt and before you could step back and unwrap your arms from around him to go lay or sit down and talk, Rafe stops you by holding your arms and wrapping his own around your smaller form. He pulls you against him as he leans down to have his head rested on yours and lays a kiss at the side of it, over your hair.

You close your eyes while focusing on the hug, your hands carefully and slowly moving in a comforting way up and down his back. Rafe hides his face onto the side of your head, holding you close as ever and you can't help but just want to want to hold him like this forever.

"Why did you never tell me you were failing?" You ask, breaking the silence, yet your voice was so calm and your tone so sweet, that it never came close to ruining the moment.

"Embarrassed." He whispers into your hair.

"Of what?" You ask, curious, voice muffled by his shirt, "I wouldn't judge you."

"I know." He nods, "I just..." He shrugs, "I don't know."

He sighs before snuggling in his head closer and you give him a second squeeze closer to you. You move your head up and lay a kiss on his exposed neck.

As the comfortable silence comes back and you notice Rafe relax underneath your touch, you pull away just a slight bit and look up at his face.

"Do you want me to help you?" You ask in a whisper.

He nods, a shy grin on his face as he totally tries to hide right after.

"Please." He whispers.

"Okay." You whisper back.

You smile at the slight lift of his mood and all that Rafe feels is relief. Relief over not having to push the words out of his slow and heavy mind after all that happened, but as well as, relief over you being able to read him better than he can himself.

You bring your hands to his cheeks, caressing his skin before pressing a quick kiss onto his lips.

"A lot of people say I'm good at tutoring." You say in a playful tone as you wrap your arms around his neck, "Will you trust my abilities?"

A faint smile comes back to his lip and his hands move down before wrapping his arms around you.

"Will you?" You ask again leaning in as if to intimidate him.

"Yeah." He nods.

You give a nod as if satisfied with his answer and that makes him break into a real smile.

"Better get ready to work then," You say against his lips before giving him a kiss on his cheek, "This is will be a long weekend."

Rafe exhales out a laugh and you can't help but smile at the sound of it.

"Hope you like math, by the way." You tell him, "That'll be our first."

You let go of Rafe and in that second he lets out a dramatic groan at the mention of his most hated class. You smile at the dramatic sound and reach to grab onto his hand, pulling to sit on his bed as you go to grab his stuff at the desk.

As you hold everything in hand and face your boyfriend, who is propped up by his elbow to look at you. You walk closer and lay the books down.

"Let's start from the beginning, shall we?" You ask him.

Hope this was good!!

My requests will be open for blurbs until the end of the day!

#Rita's blurb thursday #rafe cameron x reader #rafe cameron imagines #rafe cameron imagine #rafe x reader #outer banks rafe #rafe outer banks #outer banks imagines #outer banks imagine #obx #obx 2

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minnies-mochi · 2 years

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A cough before the storm. (Platonic! Straw Hats + Trafalgar Law x Teen! Reader)

Prompt? The reader is having a tough time eating and it would sometimes lead to them having a hard time keeping it in. based on what I’m experiencing. + bonus scenario. Thiis

Warning: ED, i think, I apologise I’m not really experienced with this. Fever ;). LONG POST!

Here's what happened.

You woke up not feeling well.

You thought that you could go to Chopper or Law after you ate your breakfast Sanji made.

You did he things you needed to do and head down to the kitchen/dining table where everyone was seated.

As you sat down, in between Law and Franky , you realized that you did not feel like eating.

Something was going on.

Luffy being Luffy, took your plate of food.

You didn’t know if you were relieved or not.

Robin, Law, Franky, Brook and Sanji noticed that you weren’t saying anything to Luffy.

You would usually laugh or yell at Luffy for taking your plate.

All you felt was something coming up your throat, you tried your best to suppress it and keep it in your throat.

Feeling your saliva filing your mouth, you wanting to hold on and suppress whatever the feeling was in your throat.

Grabbing your glass of water, you slowly drank from the cup.

After finishing your glass, you stood and lifted Chopper, startling him in the process.

“WA! OI, DONT SCARE ME LIKE THAT, BAKAYAROU!”

You took him inside the sick bay.

You carefully set him down on his chair.

Chopper looked at you a little confused and started to ask you what was wrong.

You told him you did not feel well and you explained what had happened during breakfast.

He was worried and gave you a little check up.

He explained nothing was wrong with any of your pulse or anything like that.

Law walked in and said “I already heard what's going on” and handed you another glass of water.

Law and Chopper suggested that they’ll think of what’s going on with you but for now just tell them when you were feeling like you wanted to throw up.

If anything, after that convo, the crew acted a little strange.

Sanji helped you eat nutritional snacks. Not the ones you kept in your room.

Zoro had you work out with him and nap ofc ofc.

Nami kinda just tried to prevent you from eating your unhealthy snacks by hiding them or you gave the snacks to Luffy and Usopp.

Luffy tried not to be as rough with you when he was messing around with Usopp and Chopper after lunch.

Robin had you come sit with her sometimes and you would watch her water her flowers or she will teach you how to read poneglyphs or tell something she did before she joined the crew.

You would always drink tea or water with her.

Franky would teach you how to build a few things and would say “it looks SUUUUUPPERRRRR!”

You would sit with Brook and listen to him tell stories about his old crew members.

He would cry his eyes out but wait.... He has no eyes YOHOHOHO~!

You would tell him dark humor jokes. He’d be a bit concerned but if it made you laugh then he would laugh too, even if he doesn’t get it.

Now don’t tell me you almost believed in Usopp’s lies but you could always tell because he says “Captain Usopp”.

If you want some quiet time, you just hang in your room. Nami would come and check up on you after a couple of hours.

Everytime Sunny would dock at an island, you would always have to stick next to Chopper’s or Law’s side.

A few days later Chopper prescribed you medication.

It worked.

You were back to playing with Luffy, Chopper and Usopp.

Ofc, ofc. You thanked both Chopper and Law.

BONUS!

You had your breakfast after you did your business after using the bathroom.

After, you sat on the swing.

You didn’t have the energy to run around.

Even though it was windy, you felt like you were getting hot.

You walked into the Sick Bay to see Chopper sitting in his desk.

Chopper looked up at you with a smile, “Ah, Y/n! What's wrong?”.

You explained that you weren’t feeling good.

Chopper checked your temperature and explained that it was normal.

“Oh, okay. I guess today is just really hot”

Chopper glanced at you a little confused but rubbed it off because everybody’s body temperature was different.

You left to see that the ship was already docked at an island.

There was a group of 6 people on the ship that consists of you, Nami, Luffy, Sanji, Chopper and Robin.

You guys split up in the town but, you stuck by Luffy’s side.

You really weren’t paying attention to anything.

Somehow Luffy started a fight with a bunch of other pirates.

You grabbed a hold of your staff and prepared to make an attack when you suddenly felt like throwing up.

You leaned into one of the walls into the ally and hurled out what you ate that morning.

Your knees felt weak.

Suddenly, you felt Luffy’s arm slither around your waist and carried you over his shoulder.

You felt a huge headache coming.

When you and Luffy got to the ship, he shouted for Chopper but realized he went out to the town.

“Oi, what's the matter Straw Hat-ya?”

“Torao! It’s Y/n. Their body feels hot”

Law reached out his hand to feel the top of your forehead and pulled it away.

“N/n-ya probably has a fever. Go lay them down in Tony Tony-ya’s room”

Law would come in to change the towel on your forehead from time to time but, made sure you get your rest by leaving you in there.

Luffy would come in and try to make you laugh, just like he did with Nami when she was sick but Law told him not to bother you at the moment.

A few hours passed.

The group that went out, a few came back.

Nami, Robin and Chopper.

Sanji came back an hour ago.

He was in the kitchen making soup for you.

When you had woken up, the only bad thing you did was walk out the room.

Zoro, who was relaxing near the Sick Bay, saw you exit the Sick Bay.

“Hey, hey. Look who came out”

You rolled your eyes at his teasing.

You walked towards the lawn deck only to feel something holding you back.

It was Usopp and Law.

Usopp quickly put you back into the infirmary, with Brook in the corner...staring at you with no eyes.

“It feels like I should keep my eyes on you, but wait...I don't have any eyes YOHOHO~!

Chopper came back in a rush and grabbed a bottle from the medicine cabinet.

He poured the syrupy liquid into a spoon and shoved it into your mouth.

“DON’T WORRY ME LIKE THAT, IDIOT!”

You held in your chuckle, Chopper yelling “idiot” was cute.

Franky popped in the door frame, “I heard you were SUUUUPERR- better right now, let’s go!” and dragged you out the infirmary, ignoring the protests from Chopper.

Sanji on his way to the infirmary, soup in hand, saw Franky holding you by the collar of your shirt.

“Oi, Franky! What the hell are you doing?”

“I need them😏" (don't take this the nasty way)

“FRANKY, BAKA!” Chopper’s yelling was heard coming towards you three.

“Shishishishi!”

Oh no.

You suddenly went flying??

That damn Luffy.

You were falling.

You felt your leg hit the ship before your body submerged in the cold water...

EHHHHH?

You didn’t know how to swim.

You weren’t a devil fruit user.

You saw a familiar color, green.

It’s Zoro!

Now, both of you were on the lawn deck, breathing hard. Chopper using a stethoscope to check your pulses or your vital points(?).

Law checking on you to see any injuries besides a bruised ankle.

“Jeez! All of you are so reckless” Nami Sighs.

Nami and Robin runs you both a warm shower and bath just to avoid your fever getting worse.

You stayed in your room for the rest of the week.

You could only go to the bathroom and back, Usopp, Brook or Franky helping you if that bruise prevented you to walk properly.

Never on the islands the Sunny docks at.

Sanji, Chopper, Brook, or Usopp bring you food.

After your fever, you were so lively.

It felt refreshing that you were playing tag with Luffy, Usopp and Chopper.

Don’t tell but, Brook would occasionally play too.

Only to scare you probably.

Law sat on the bench, wondering why he started this alliance in the first place.

#one piece #luffy #nami #trafalgardwaterlaw #chopper #usopp #sanji #zoro #nico robin #franky #brook #one piece x reader

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andoqin · 3 years

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Nan Chan - Rec

So a while ago I made a post on Qiang Jin Jiu (go check it out if you haven’t) and since I looove the main couple and the story in that novel so much (#cezhousupremacy) I decided I would give Nan Chan another chance.

I had tried reading it before a few times, but never manages to get past the first few chapters. Since I dropped Wu Chang Jie though (the rare novel that had me say “yeah that’s too much non con for me”) I thought Nan Chan could make for a nice palate cleanser since it’s not that long and completely translated.

And I am really glad I gave it another shot. This time I got over the initially bumpy beginning and got really invested in thiis world and our main characters and their trials and tribulations.

If I had to summarise Nan Chan I would say stony faced guy who murdered his own father and his (lvl 80 Magika-) Carp Boyfriend go on a journey and make a very strong case for atheism!

Stony faced guy is Jing Lin, who starts out the story completely aloof from the world, uncaring of anything and seemingly just trying to recuperate after a very bad injury. His only companions are a little stone figure (which can move) and a little carp in a pond that longs to do nothing more than eat him up (literally).

The vore is very intense in the beginning (for me, since I’m not really into that) but thankfully this desire to eat him becomes more and more figurative as the story goes along. Along the way both Jing Lin and Magikarp guy (Cang Ji) try to suss out what happened in the past to get them to where they are now and fight the occasional bad guy (and then Cang Ji opens his Hungry Hungry Mouth and consumes them, usually). They bicker and flirt and what I really appreciate, they do actually fight together at times with the fight scenes being described in clear detail and in a way that usually let me see what was happening very easily in my mind.

I’m going to put my view on the ending (it’s HE) behind a spoiler cut, but all in all the author shows once again that the way she writes couples just hits all of the right notes for me and I was SO so happy to see them get the happy ending they so badly deserved.

As a note, trigger warnings do apply, if Dubcon is not your thing between a main couple I would say stay away and if child abuse is something that triggers you, maybe avoid this novel.

All. that being said though, if what I wrote up there sounds good to you and you too would like to enjoy the adventures of Cang Ji and Jing Lin you can read it here

Now for the ending. SPOILERS:

So, this might in part be because I was inhaling the last bit and sneaking looks at work because I couldnt stop, but I found the ending a smidgen lackluster, plot wise. Emotionally it still hit the right notes for me (TAKE DOWN THAT FUCKING BUDDHA!!!) and I loved Cang Ji and Jing Lin finally being whole in spirit and freedom to love each other, but I have to admit that emotionally the plot regarting Dong Lin hit me way harder and I wished that the ending could have made me feel that way too.

I think the reveal of Jing Lin’s parentage was not out of left field but coinsidering everything else I was just left a bit cold by it since it didn’t really have much of an impact on the outcome or our characters really. It just kinda felt a bit Aizen HAHA you haven’t even seen my final form.

I do wish the issues/bonds between the brothers had been explored more, since there could have been some really nice juicy content there but I guess that was beyond the scope of this story.

#nan chan #cnovel #i rec stuff

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GALO AND LIO and also peril if u wanna!!!!!

galo and lio first! they both work rly well in dynamic with each other like the sum of their parts paired together is rly good but i couldnt like check off the box bcuz they CAN both stand on their own but a lot of ppl dont act like that abt galo -_- also i should state: 'everyone but me is wrong about them, except my friends, who also are right' its like, Most ppl r wrong abt them lol. they didnt get enough screen time bcuz i miss them i know theyre the main characters but i MISS THEM. I WANT TO SEE THEM ALWAYS. wasted potential bcuz trigger wrote them even tho theyre very well done some stuffs couldve been done better, it always can be! also i jokingly said id marry them both just cuz like why not. id definitely love hanging out w them irl tho i wouldnt want to get in between their marriage lol i got my own man. also uhh one almost final thing: i do relate to lio a lot too galo and i just share a lot of funny traits n quirks n brand of autism n coughs trauma lol

also i didnt check off the theyve never done anything wrong in their life box for galo just cuz i dont usually say that stuff for characters i like (i go back on thiis immediately with peril) and i like that his character is like Growing as a person but he rly didnt do anything lol, lio rly didnt do anything either, i couldve checked off both boxes i just kind of forgot. theyre both great. PERIL TIME

peril did nothing wrong. she did but she didnt know so it was ok. also she only rly got done dirty by fans bcuz wof is for kids n a lot of ppl didnt rly grasp that she was abused and Thats Why She Acts Like That. also she should be the main character of every book forever bcuz shes the best. and i do relate to her in a lot of ways but i dont think id say shes Literally Me yknow. i would say her and galo r totally on the same spectrum of character though. also i wouldnt necessarily say she has wasted potential i just think 1) her writing could be better in general, its wof the writing isnt great 2) she didnt get enough screen time so theres wasted potential within that. also shes autistic AND trans and the author was only recently made aware of these things <3

#THANK YOU SO MUCH.#gaysoups #fess replies

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so it’s 4am where I’m from and I just checked tumblr, saw the ask of the person who wished around 3am and got Diluc and was like… “oh well, I can’t sleep why not trying to wish too”

I swear late night wishing works I GOT DILUC ON C1?!? Lost my 50/50 for Kazuha (sad, but now I have Yoimiya guaranteed when I’m gonna wish on her banner and cute pyro archer > cute anemo samurai imo)

but I feel like late night wishing works for everyone who wants Diluc he seems only to come out in the dark hahaha

is this the strategy? is thiis what I have to do in order to get him to grace me with his presence??

listen tho - he is our darknight hero so MAYBE?? let’s get some more data - i need to know if this is the strategy because I will wait up until 3am to wish for him every time

#hazelmail #are you serious Diluc #is this what we have to do to get you to come home

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dmbluerose · 7 years

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Tour of Dan and Phil's apartment!! (RIP)//Roblox

#check out thiis pesons vid <3 #its thier old apt btw #danisnotonfire #amazingphil

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siverwrites · 3 years

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Fictober Day 3: Partings and Complications

Fictober Day 3. No prompt today.

Ao3: https://archiveofourown.org/works/34258309

GT FFVI AU. A small scene in Mobliz in which Jowd bears witness to a conversation that only seems to further complicate matters

Jowd didn’t intend to watch or eavesdrop, but the usable portion of the building they stayed in was hardly big and his gaze kept sliding over to Cabanela standing in front of the ramshackle table. The table was a small round thing; it probably once held something decorative. It looked the sort they had in some rooms of Figaro, and he startled at that odd nearly forgotten familiarity. Well, like Figaro there was no place for such niceties anymore. Only Sissel and a bunch of kittens and young cats roamed the ruined village of Mobliz now.

He absent-mindedly stroked one of those kittens that had taken up residence on his lap. Now that table held two magicite, together at last and the cats would be joined by two Espers.

“You’ll look after these kiddos, won’t you?” Cabanela said.

Seraph’s voice was gentle and laced with fondness. “Of course. To help our young kin has been my only purpose since the world cracked. I cannot leave him now. And now that we’re together again…” Jowd winced at the sheer amount of feeling put into the word. ‘Together’… “…maybe good things can still happen here,” Seraph continued.

“Can and wiiill,” Cabanela said. “The world’s not ended yet, baby.”

“Some might say it has,” Phantom said dryly. “Nevertheless we owe you a great gratitude.”

“Think nothin’ of it. I told you we’d find her and that’s all there is to it, baby.”

“You’ve filled your promise.”

Jowd tried to focus on the black furball kneading happily at his knee, but couldn’t block out Cabanela’s suddenly soft tones.

“Thanks for that.”

“Cabanela?” said Seraph. “May I ask you to lift my stone?”

“Sure thiiing. Somethin’ I can do for you?”

“Only permit my curiosity.”

Jowd’s fist clenched as a different image arose. Cabanela—no, the Jester—surrounded by a ring of magicite. The greed and hunger twisting that face. Jowd resisted the urge to knock Cabanela aside, and yet here… There was only tenderness as he lifted the magicite.

It glowed and there was silence and stillness until Seraph spoke.

“I’m sorry. I only wished to confirm something I thought I felt in that dark place last we met.”

“You felt it, too?” Phantom asked.

“I’m…not certain. I don’t understand you. I feel Ramuh’s magic and she, kin of Shiva, left her mark upon you and yet…I can almost feel the touch of another, warm and familiar.”

“I thought I felt it too,” Phantom said, “as we rested together. But it’s like a whisper outside the range of hearing.”

“I am what I am,” Cabanela said with a careless shrug. “And whatever the doc saw fit to do,” he added in a tone that was too brittle for the lightness he clearly intended.

“One of many…” Phantom said distantly.

“It may be of comfort to you to know this does not have the feel of that vile creature’s work.”

“It is.” Cabanela gently lay Seraph’s magicite beside Phantom’s. “There’s a lot of mystery in the past few years of my life. One mooore doesn’t make much difference now.”

Jowd stared at the floor. What had that been about? Who was Cabanela anymore? And what right did he have to ask such questions now?

“We’ll see each other again,” Cabanela said.

“We wish you success and the joy you’ve helped to bring us,” Seraph said.

“Some dreams are only that,” said Phantom, “and some, for good or ill may be more, remember that.”

Jowd glanced up to catch Cabanela sweeping them a bow. He immediately averted his gaze as Cabanela spun round and he caught sight of his expression, distant and longing. He couldn’t avoid Cabanela entirely, however. He sauntered over and as Jowd dragged his gaze back there was no trace of that expression, only a flash of a grin as Cabanela stopped just close enough to be in speaking range.

“Sissel tells me there’s a chocobo stable not far from here. We can see about gettin’ ourselves some birds and the trip to Nikeah will be a breeeeze, baby.”

“Right,” Jowd said and before he could think of anything else worth adding Cabanela had already moved on to check over their supplies.

Jowd sighed and stared at the kitten who had finally made himself comfortable and now slept in his lap. What was it like to hold such simplicity?

#ghost trick #gtau #GTxFFVI fic #gtxffvi #fictober 2021 #fictober #jowd #cabanela #phantom (FFVI)#seraph (FFVI)#ghost trick fic

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Snowfall

(Here’s something nice after that rough angst. Usually after I write something that’s really angsty I HAVE to make something really nice and comforting just to balance things in my brain, and to soften the blows for the angst I write)

What was supposed to be a fun night out had been canceled, what with the snow falling too hard and the wind whipping too hard for anyone to leave the house. Techno and Wilbur took the loss well, as they were plenty old enough to understand the severity of the storm, but Tommy was upset.

When he was first told that they would have to stay in for the night, he was almost inconsolable. Phil had long given up on trying to get Tommy out of those sort of hissy fits, since usually they would taper off on their own once Tommy realized he wasn’t going to get his way. At least this time the situation was out of his hands so he didn’t feel as bad for it. He was just the bearer of bad news. Instead, he let himself be unfazed by it, until the boy stormed off to his room to sulk. It was at that point now, and Phil made a note of the time. If Tommy was still upset in an hour or so, he’d go up and check on him.

Until then, he busied himself with indoor things, small tasks around the house that he’d been neglecting and the like. Meanwhile, Wilbur and Techno sat close to the fire, reading books and doing homework, trying their best to be busy, too. Phil watched as Wilbur pondered a question on his paper, before moving closer to ask Techno. Techno pushed his glasses up onto his face and took the paper from Wilbur’s hand, reading it himself. At the distance the two were from each other, it struck Phil. Despite all the differences they had now, everything they did to make themselves stand apart from each other, they still looked so alike. Of course, it would never be how it was when they were young, but they certainly would always share some things. The observation made him chuckle.

The two whipped their heads to the sound. “What’s so funny?” Wilbur asked.

Phil just shook his head. “It was nothing, son. Don’t worry about it,” he said, going back to his own work. He’d let his two eldest do their work in peace.

After that strange interruption, Wilbur turned his attention back to Techno, who was explaining the question on his homework to him. He listened, and finally understood it. That was the nice thing about Techno being the same age as him. He was doing the same things as him, and they were fresh in his mind since he did them at the same time. Best of all, Techno seemed to be good at everything Wilbur wasn’t. Wilbur could say the same, but not to the same extent. This was mostly just because Techno didn’t have many things he wasn’t great at. If there was, he simply didn’t do them. Regardless, both of them appreciated the way they seemed to work so well for each other. Once Techno finished explaining things, Wilbur nodded in understanding. Another thing was since Techno actually knew him, better than any teacher ever could, the terms in which he explained things were ones Wilbur was more comfortable in. Once that roadblock was passed, the two did their work in silence again, the only sound being that of the fireplace. Usually they did their work up in their room at their desks, but a cold night like this called for the warmth of the fire. And honestly, they also did it because if they did it there, they’d be doing it together, making up for the time they were supposed to spend together going out. The fire was higher than usual, trying its hardest to compensate for the harsh winter weather, and the flames danced in the reflections coming off from the twin’s glasses.

The hour passed, and Phil went upstairs to talk to Tommy. Wilbur watched as not much after, he returned down the stairs, exasperated. “Tommy still moping about up there?” he asked.

The exasperated sigh Phil gave was answer enough.

“Lemme see if I can cheer him up,” he said, getting up. “I’ve gotta put my homework away anyways,” he added.

Phil shrugged in response. “Go ahead, he’s still pretty bummed out. Maybe you can work your magic on him,” he joked.

Work your magic. That was Phil-speak for Wilbur’s charm. Sure, Wilbur was a smoother talker extraordinaire, and if he wanted to, he could convince a man with no legs into walking again. But Tommy, Tommy was a different story. That boy hung on Wilbur’s every word, regardless of what he was actually saying. This was a fact Wilbur knew well. He loved it, because as much as he hated to admit it, Tommy was an alright kid. He loved that little shit. Feeling adored is a great feeling, and he was happy to indulge his young devotee for more of it. A plan already forming in his head, Wilbur climbed up the stairs.

Like he had said, he first went to his room to put away his homework, and then went to Tommy’s. He didn’t knock, but walked in quietly.

Tommy was on his bed, sitting with his knees tucked up by his chest with his arms crossed. Sulking. He didn’t move to acknowledge Wilbur, but certainly noticed him there.

“Still sad we got snowed in?” Asked Wilbur.

With a small frown, Tommy nodded. “It’s not fair,” he said. “We were gonna have so much fun and now we can’t…”

Putting on his usual smile, Wilbur looked at Tommy. “Who says we can’t? There’s lots of things we can do!”

“It’s all the same thiiing though,” Tommy whined.

Wilbur took Tommy’s hand and pulled him out of bed. “You’re just letting yourself get stuck in a rut, Tommy. If you think outside the box, you can find something to do.”

Trying his best not to fall as he got pulled out of bed, Tommy yelped. He tried to say something but just stuttered out a few sounds, shocked as he was dragged along into Wilbur’s room. “Wil, what are we gonna do?” he asked, finally able to compose himself.

“Just wait a minute,” Wilbur said, going over to his desk to rifle through the drawers. He found what he was looking for, a flashlight. He tossed a coat of his to Tommy. “Put that on,” he told him.

Tommy did as he was told, watching as Wilbur then moved across the room to Techno’s desk, looking through those drawers, too.

“Perfect,” Wilbur whispered to himself as he found the second flashlight he was looking for. After that, he grabbed another coat of his and put it on. “Come on, we’re getting on the roof.”

Running over to the window to meet his brother, Tommy let out a small gasp. “You can go out there? It’s safe?”

Wilbur chuckled. “Course you can. I go out there all the time. It’s nice out there.”

“What do you do out there?” Tommy asked.

The answer sat underneath Wilbur’s mattress. A pack of cigarettes, one that slowly dwindled away with occasional smoke breaks the teenager took. With a crooked smile, Wilbur said, “just to get out sometimes. Once in a while it’s just nice to get a break from this house.”

Tommy nodded in understanding. “Get some fresh air,” he chimed in.

“Yeah,” Wilbur said, trying not to chuckle at the irony of the boy’s statement. He slid the window open, confident in it’s silence. He knew that the window never squeaked, never made a noise in protest of being open, never got stuck in its tracks. He climbed through first onto the roof, the cold taking him by surprise after staying in the warmth of the house for so long. He helped Tommy through the window and closed it behind him. The snow would get in if he didn’t. It was easy to open the window from the outside, anyways. Wilbur often thought how odd and borderline unsafe it was to have a window so easily accessible facing out to the low roof above the front porch of the house. A front porch that was easily climbable. Wilbur also didn’t care all that much because, in his teenage selfishness, these conditions were advantageous to him.

Scrunching up his face against the snow, Tommy looked to Wilbur. “So what are we gonna do up here?” He asked, curiosity finally taking hold of him.

Passing a flashlight to Tommy, Wilbur instructed him to lay down on the roof and turn on the flashlight. As his brother did so, so did he. When you look up at snow that is falling down quickly, they almost look like stars. Stars you’re flying though. The flashlights made this effect more obvious. “Doesn’t it look like we’re flying through space?” he asked.

Gasping as the idea clicked in his brain, Tommy nodded. “It does! But why are we flying through space?” the boy asked, baiting Wilbur into giving him a story. That was his favorite thing Wilbur did; taking a little thing they did together and spinning a whole saga out of them.

Secretly, Wilbur knew that's what Tommy was doing. The kid wasn’t sneaky. In fact, Tommy didn’t have a subtle bone in his body. He hummed in thought. “Well, I’m a space explorer, looking for faraway lands that have never been discovered before. To speak to new alien races. Captain Wilbur. And you, Tommy, you’re my lieutenant.”

“What’s a l-lieu-lieu,” Tommy struggled. He always struggled with big words, despite the fact he was getting too old for such things. Everyone just hoped he’d eventually grow out of it and were thankful that no one at school bothered him about it.

“Second in command,” Wilbur explained, cutting off the stuttering. “My right hand man.”

The concept made Tommy downright giddy. Those lines were all the boy needed to be enraptured in the story. He made spaceship noises for himself and he listened intently to the more complex parts of the story that Wilbur weaved. He reacted when Wilbur gave him something to react to, and rolled with whatever he was given.

After a few minutes, the two brothers were both caught up in the story. Laughing and moving the flashlights around as if on cue, completely devoted to the creation. Tommy had completely forgotten how he felt the beginning of the night. Wilbur could tell, in the few moments he stopped playing the game and checking on Tommy. His cheeks were more flushed from laughter than from the cold, and his mind was obviously completely somewhere else. He definitely worked his magic, that's for sure.

The only reason they stopped was the sound of the window being slammed open breaking their illusion. “You’re gonna get yourself a lecture and a half if Dad finds out you brought Tommy out there, Wil,” said Techno’s voice, cutting through the wind.

Turning to the window, Wilbur frowned. “I know.”

“Technoblade, we were having fun!” Tommy retorted from beside Wilbur.

Techno rolled his eyes. “I’m sure you were, but if you get caught it’ll be a far worse end than me telling you to come in.”

How was Techno always right? Wilbur sighed in defeat. I guess someone had to be the responsible brother. “You have a point there. Come on Tommy, let’s get in. You better not catch a cold from this either,” he joked. After climbing back through the window, he helped Tommy back through.

Despite not liking the fun being cut off, Tommy was still smiling. “I won’t!” he chimed, already running out of the room to his own.

Chuckling at the sight, Techno shook his head. “How do you do it?” He asked.

Wilbur shrugged. “I dunno. Him and I just sorta click. He can be annoying as all hell, but he’s a good kid. I know his buttons better than anyone here.”

He didn’t quite understand what that meant, but Techno nodded. Tommy, of course, was his little brother, too, but they weren’t close in that same way. He still cared, but maybe it was just that the way he showed he cared didn’t mesh the same way Wilbur’s did. “Well, I don’t get it, but it’s definitely a good thing. Someone’s gotta be able to push those buttons.”

“Yeah, I’m just happy it’s me. He pushes my buttons the same way,” Wilbur said with a chuckle. He had never thought of it like that. Regardless, he had been able to cheer Tommy up, and to his surprise, he had a good night himself. Sure, it wasn’t what had been planned, but the night had been salvaged. And that was something he was proud of.

#mcyt #mcytblr #dream smp #dream smp fanfiction #sleepy bois inc #sleepy bois inc family dynamic #sleepy bois inc fanfiction #tommyinnit #wilbur soot #technoblade #philza

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