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1.8 Guardians, & Angel's ❤️⚔️🪽

⚠️TW: Getting caught, Valentino, screaming, fighting, (perfect storms) mean words, fear of abandonment, getting kicked out, abuse, past abuse... LMK if I should add, if I missed something.

This one is gonna be the hurt- Next chapter gonna be the Hurt/comfort.

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'I made a wreck out of my handI put it through the wallI made a fist and not a plan

Call me a reckless wrecking ballI throw my plates against the wall

And give it all I got

I aim to break not one but all

I'm just a big ol' wrecking ball

I am unruly in the stands

I am a rock on top of the sand

I am a fist amidst the hands

And I break it just because I can.'~Wrecking ball, Mother mother.

~~~Husk:~~~

Husk's morning routine has changed a lot this year.

Lately, he has woken up and actually started to take care of himself.

Cleaned himself up, brushed out his fur, making sure he looked presentable for the hotel…

But he also ate food and drank water, which was…new.

He remembered the days he wished he wouldn't get up…

The days he'd drink alcohol in the morning forget any and all events of the day prior.

His afterlife wasn't exactly better now, it didn't change too much…

He was still on a leash.

He just now had a few people worth getting up for… he supposed.

He wasn't sure if he liked just how much he cared, he sometimes wished he didn't.

He stays sober- or at least somewhat sober so he can remember small moments with these losers.

He walked downstairs and started getting everything situated at the bar. He actually looked up at the stairs every now and then to see when he they were coming downstairs.

He hears the sound of bottles clinking against each other in the cabinet.

Husk sighs and rolls his eyes, knowing exactly what it must be: he opens the door to the cabinet and pulls out the small strawberry colored rat-mouse he knew and loved. “Niffty, what were you doing in there?” Husk says her.

“Shh, hiding.” Niffty giggles.

“From who?” Husk asks.

Niffty shrugs and giggles more.

Husk sets her back on the floor. “Niffty, it's dangerous to play around glass. Why don't you go play in your maze for a bit instead, hm?” Husk asks.

Niffty whines. “Noo! I don't want to!”

Husk sighs. “Well, then why don't you bother Alastor? He's the one who's actually supposed to take care of you, right?” He asks.

“I bothered him last time.” Niffty says.

“Well, I don't know what to tell you, I can't entertain you right now, I'm working.” Husk says.

Niffty huffs and stomps away. “Fine, I'll go find someone else to play with me.”

Husk rolls his eyes.

Husk continued his work, his head down at the counter to wipe it clean.

“Angel, will you play with me?” Niffty asks.

“Not right now, Niff. I'm on the phone.” Angel says quietly to her.

Husk looked up upon hearing Angel, he sounded so nervous and stressed out.

“Yeah, I can- yes, alright.” Angel's lower hands are fiddling with his fingers anxiously as he talks.

Husk rolls his eyes, it didn't take a genius to figure out who was on the other side of that conversation.

Angel sighs. “Yes, Val. I'm on my way.”

“Good boy, I'll see you soon.” ~ Husk can hear Val purr before he hangs up the phone.

“You alright?” Husk asks Angel.

Angel forces a smile on his face. “Yeah…just Valentino…again.” Angel says. “Have to go into work and film for a bit.”

“Will you be back tonight?” Husk asks him.

“Why? Will you miss me, Husky?”~ Angel teases.

Husk glares at him wordlessly.

“I'm kidding.” Angel says. “I think I'll be back tonight, we just lost a few scenes from the last project, and now we gotta re-shoot them.”

Husk nods and hums. “Good luck,” he says, eyes back down at the counter.

“Thanks.” Angel smiles before walking out of the hotel.

Husker sighs, holding his head in agony.

“Poor Angel, I wish there was a way to get him out of there.” Charlie, the princess says, seemingly appearing out of nowhere.

Husk straightens up upon seeing her. “He'll be fine.” He says.

“I don't know if Angel and fine go in the same sentence.” Charlie says. “At least not now, I- I just wish I could help him, but I also can't push his boundaries, and he's asked me to stay away from the studio and Valentino…”

Husk hums, he really doesn't want to think about Angel and Valentino right now… that fucking asshole really needs a knife through his throat.

It would be a good look for the moth.

“I feel like I'm completely failing him.” Charlie admits. “I'm supposed to help him, it's my job.”

“Angel can take care of himself.” Husk says, not sure if he honestly believes that.

Of course, Angel can take care of himself, but he can't escape the deal he made with Valentino…

He'd rather stay with Alastor for all eternity than let Angel suffer another day with Val-

Wait, he didn't mean that… Did he?

…Maybe he did.

“But, I can't help but worry about him.” Charlie says.

“I know what you mean…It seems like all I've been doing is worrying about him lately.” Husk admits before thinking.

Charlie looks up at him, her pupils expand as she gasps. “Oh my gosh, Husk!”

“What?” Husk asks.

“You're worried about Angel!” She says.

“Yeah, I think I just said that.” Husk rolls his eyes.

“Do you know what that means?!” She asks him.

Husk takes a step back defensively as his face starts to turn red. “What? It means nothing!”

“It means you're protective of Angel, you're practically his guardian!” Charlie says.

“Oh.” Husk says.

“What did you think I was going to say?” Charlie asks in confusion to his response.

“Nothing.” He says. “Wait- what do you mean I'm his guardian?”

“I said practically.” Charlie explains. “Guardians are sorta similar to Caregivers in a way; Caregivers feel a need to take care of certain people, guardians feel a need to protect certain people. Of course, Caregivers can be protective and Guardians can feel a need to look after those they protect. You feeling protective of Angel may mean you feel this need to look out for him, take care of him.” ~ Her voice gets a little high as she smiles brightly.

“So?”

“So…if you ever want to talk about that, that's what I'm here for.” Charlie says.

“I am not one of your wayward souls, Charlie.” Husk grumbles. “I'm not looking for redemption, Princess.”

Charlie nods. “Okay, well, I'm still here anyway, but as your friend, not your princess.” She says.

Husk hums, not giving her an answer.

“And you know, if the redemption thing works for Angel, it would be nice for him to have a friend up there with him.” Charlie says.

“Not my path.” Husk says. “I made my bed, accept it…I have.” He mumbles as he looks away from her.

Charlie nods, but doesn't say anything.

He knows she was desperate to say something else, but she didn't.

And he's glad she didn't.

Charlie walks upstairs, deciding to drop the issue and let him be.

Husk looks to the front door again.

Angel will be fine.

Charlie has nothing to worry about.

And if, by some miracle Angel does get into heaven,

Husk will find peace in that.

Somehow…

~~~Alastor:~~~

Alastor's head hurt.

His brain was fuzzy and his nerves were all over the place.

Repression symptoms were honestly so torturous.

He hated it!

But he had to endure it for now.

He had no time for childish nonsense.

Besides, he doesn't need it…

Husker thought he was very clever, threatening to call Rosie on him.

Who did Husker think he was?!

…

He can't deny how adorable the cat's little friendship with Angel was though.

Which is probably the only reason Husk got away with his disrespect.

Had nothing to do with his little threat of course…

Although, he's not sure if he's ready to talk to Rosie yet…

~~~Alastor, A few weeks ago:~~~~

Alastor waited outside of Carmilla's building where the overlords meeting was held for his small egg spy to come back with news.

“You weren't going to leave without saying hello, were you?” A voice asks him.

Alastor's smile turns brighter as he turns to the woman. “Perish the thought, Rosie. I was clearly waiting out here to greet you.” He lies.

“Oh I'm sure.” She says, a smile still wide on her charming face.

“A skeleton lady!” One of the eggs gasped.

“Gone for seven years, no postcard, no phone call? I didn't get one lousy letter from you.” Rosie complained. “You didn't even say goodbye, I thought you must be dead. Because my pal Alastor would surely never leave without saying goodbye.” She ridiculed in a playful manner.

“I apologize, Rosie. I would have told you if I could. Trust me, it couldn't be helped.” Alastor explained.

Rosie hums, clearly not loving the sound of that.

“Careful, boss, she looks like she's up to no good!” One of the others say.

Alastor rolls his eyes and ignores the little egg creature.

“I see.” Rosie says, holding her hands on her hips, her face clearly concerned for his well being. “Are you okay?” She asks.

“I'll be fine, Rosie. Don't worry, there is no cause for concern.” He promised. “I have everything handled as always.”

“If you say so, I'll trust you. But that doesn't mean I won't worry.” She says. “You have a knack for getting into trouble.”

“I am not in any trouble, Rosie.” Alastor says with as much enthusiasm as he could muster. “Like I said, I have it handled.”

“You'd better, mister.” She says. ”Or I'll have to come and straighten it all out for you. And you won't like it if I do.”

“Want me to get rid of her for you boss?” One of the annoying eggs asks.

“I'd like to see you try.” Alastor says to Rosie with a laugh.

The egg however assumed Alastor was talking to him, so he waddled over to Rosie and started pushing her leg…which obviously did nothing, they were tiny. So, she kicked the egg and it rolled and hit all the other eggs.

“So, uh- do I want to know about the eggs?” Rosie asks him.

Alastor looks down at the small egg creatures. “Ah yes, the egg creatures…”

The little eggs got back on their feet, dizzy albeit, as they attempted to once again attack Rosie.

“Enough.” Alastor says to them. “Rosie is a friend, not an enemy, you nitwit.” He says.

The little eggs spun around. “Whatever you say boss!”

Rosie chuckles. “They're charming.”

“I was asked to dispose of the little pests.” He explains.

Rosie looks at them and smiles. “Oh, don't you dare. They're far too adorable.” Rosie says.

“You want them?” Alastor asks.

“Haha…no.” She says, face dropping the enthusiasm. “I have enough pests, but they're too cute to destroy.”

“Thank you, skeleton lady.”

Rosie gave a curtsey to the small egg. “Of course, darling.”

“What would you suggest I do with them then?” Alastor asks.

Rosie taps her chin. “Hmm…cook them?” She suggests. “They're probably sweet.”

“Interesting.” Alastor hums.

“I must be off, Susan will have a cow if I'm late for the town meeting.” She says.

Ah the cannibal town meeting, those were fun.

“Farewell Rosie, send everyone in cannibal town my regards.” Alastor says.

“I will. And hey! Don't be a stranger, mister. You hear me? I expect a visit from you soon.” She tells him.

Alastor smiles as she walks away…

He truly did miss that wonderful smile, she truly had a way of making him feel right at home.

~~~~Alastor:~~~

It's not like he didn't think about calling her, visiting, letting go and allowing them to have a real conversation…

Honestly, there was nothing he wanted more than to converse with his best friend and (as Husker put it) ‘’Caregiver’’ again.

Hear all the town gossip,

Maybe even allow her to take care of him for a short while…if she wants..

But only for a short while!

Because he didn't need to regress…at least not as often as other littles…

‘Nonsense, Alastor.’ She had told him. ‘All littles need to regress at least twice a month. Repression only leads to more stress.’

And she wasn't exactly wrong…he supposed.

But alas,

He must endure it for now.

He has a deal to fulfill.

He needed to help Charlie with her ridiculous hotel.

If he wants to keep his powers that is…

He has no time for friendship right now.

No time to be little.

He had work to do…

That’s what was important.

There was a small knock at his door.

Alastor hates that door sometimes…

He walks over and opens it, no surprise he's met with the tiny souris.

“Niffty, what is it?” He asks her.

“Husk told me to bother you.” Niffty says.

“Why? Were you bothering him?” Alastor asks.

Niffty looks away from him. “Maaaayyyybeee.”

Alastor tisks and shakes his head. “Niffty, how many times must I tell you to not bother Husker while he is working?” Alastor asks.

“But it's fun! And I was soooo bored!” Niffty complains.

Alastor hums, and walks over to grab her small bag with crayons and coloring books in it. “Here, how about you color for a bit, hmm?” Alastor asks.

Niffty shrugs. “Okay, I guess.”

Alastor hands Niffty the bag. “Perfect, why don't you draw some pictures of everyone at the hotel.” He suggests. “It would be such a great help, everyone would be so grateful.”

That'll keep her busy for a while… he hopes so at least.

“But, will you color with me?” She asks him.

“I wish I could, but I have other matters to tend to at the moment.” He tells her.

“Aw.” Niffty pouts.

“None of that now, we'll play later, alright?” Alastor asks her.

“Promise?” Niffty asks.

“I promise.”

~~~Niffty~~~

Niffty huffs once Alastor left the room…

Everyone is too busy to play with her! It's not fair.

She looks around for some paper to color on but-

There isn't any.

Only coloring books.

They have pre-pictures, no

Hm.

She looks around for Alastor, but he's already gone.

Oo! Maybe Angel has some paper for her to color on! He always had something for her!

But Angel is gone…

She'll check his room then, just in case! Angel wouldn't mind- it's not like he tells Niffty constantly to stay out of his room right?

Eh, he'll understand once he sees her beautiful art!

~~~Charlie and Vaggie, that night:~~~

Charlie and Vaggie were getting things organized for the next little session for Pentious.

“Do you think he'll like it?” Charlie asks her, holding up the regression journal she made for Pen, it was covered in gear stickers and little hearts and dogs.

“He'll love it, babe. I love it.” Vaggie says.

“I made one for Angel, Niffty, and Alastor too…just in case.” Charlie says. “I just- I have this feeling they might-”

“Alastor is not a regressor.” Vaggie interupts. “I thought we already agreed that he'd just messing with us.”

Charlie shrugs. “I know, it's just for…in case he isn't.”

Vaggie crosses her arms and raises an eyebrow at Charlie.

Charlie sighs, caving. “Okay…the truth is, I can't help but wonder if he might actually be a little.” Charlie says. “Maybe he's just an older little, sometimes it's hard to tell when someone is regressed.”

“How old did it say Alastor was?” Vaggie asks.

Charlie thinks. “I don't think it said. But we can check!”

Charlie walks out of the room and down the stairs to head over to her office.

Vaggie sighs and shrugs, she truly doesn't understand how Charlie can believe in people so easily…

Though she supposed that's what made them so right for each other; Charlie trusts too much, Vaggie doesn't trust at all. Together they make a well adjusted person.

So, Vaggie follows Charlie downstairs to look at Alastor's test.

Who knows, maybe they missed something- maybe Charlie was right…

Funny.

But there's no way The Radio Demon was also a regressor.

They make it to the office and Charlie gasps: “Oh no.”

“What is it? What happened?” Vaggie asks, panicked.

“Someone knocked over Pen's lego set.” Charlie explains, she picks up the tiny blocks and sets them on the small coffee table. “He worked so hard on this…did you knock it over?” Charlie asks.

Vaggie shakes her head. “No. I haven't been in here today.”

“Hm.” Charlie considers for a moment…did she knock it over and just didn't notice?

Charlie knows that she can be clumsy, but normally she's aware when she knocks something over…

…

She shrugs. It'll be fine, Pen is very understanding, she can just help him rebuild it. It'll be okay.

She goes over to her filing cabinet to grab the tests….

But-

“Uhm-”

“What?” Vaggie asks her.

“The tests…they're kinda…gone.” Charlie explains, starting to panic.

“What do you mean they're gone?!” Vaggie asks.

“I-theyre not here.” Charlie says. “I left them right-'' Charlie turns to Pentious's lego set. “Oh…no.” Her eyes are wide, and her breathing quickened.

There's no way he-

“What is it?” Vaggie asks.

Charlie bites her lip.

“Charlie, what?” Vaggie asks her again.

“Uhm. I did see Angel coming out of this room last night…”

“He stole the tests?!” Vaggie asks.

“Maybe? But I'm sure there has to be a perfectly good explanation, when he gets home from work we can-”

“What explanation could he possibly give you to excuse this?” Vaggie asks.

Before Charlie could answer, they hear paper slide under the door.

They walk over and see a crayon drawing of Vaggie and Charlie.

But as they turn the picture around to see the back…

“Alastor's test.” Charlie notices.

Oh…no.

“Wait- so- where are the others?” Vaggie asks.

Charlie and Vaggie looked at each other.

~~~Everyone:~~~

Charlie and Vaggie run out of the room to find the small woman who drew all over the tests.

“Niffty!” Charlie calls out for her.

Niffty stops in her tracks and turns to Charlie. “Yes?”

“Where did you get this paper?” Charlie asks.

Niffty shrugs. “From Angel's room. He always gives me paper when I ask…was I not supposed to?”

Charlie looks over to Vaggie.

“Where are the other papers?” Vaggie asks her.

Before Niffty can answer, Pentious and Husk both walk into the main visiting area with tests in their hands with little Niffty drawings on them.

“Charlie, why did Niffty hand me Husker's classification test?” Pentious asks.

“...and I have yours.” Husk says, handing Pentious his test.

Pentious takes it and averted his gaze. He was not ready to talk to his other friends about this…

Alastor appears via his shadow. “And I believe this is yours, my dear.” Alastor hands Vaggie her test back.

Angel walked back into the hotel, feeling awful. He fucking hated Val and his fucking waterbording kink.

Everyone was gathered together in the main room, they all looked at him. “Uh…what's going on?” Angel asks them.

Vaggie holds up the piece of paper she had. “Care to explain how Niffty found these in your room?”

“Uh…what?”

“Niffty found our classification tests in your room. Did you take them?” Vaggie asks again.

“So, you just send Niffty to go snooping in other people?” Angel asks.

“Niffty is our maid, she's supposed to clean up the rooms!” Vaggie says. “It's her job!”

“Okay, guys?” Charlie asks. “I think things are getting just a bit hostile, maybe take a deep breath and calm down.” Charlie says.

“Charlie, I love you, but your fear of confrontation is what caused all this in the first place.” Vaggie says.

Charlie was about to argue with Vaggie, but she bit her tongue.

“First Alastor makes a mockery of the tests, and now this? You can't keep letting them get away with this stuff.”

“Me? Making a mockery of your test? Did you care to consider that perhaps your silly test isn't as accurate as you make it out to be?” Alastor suggests.

“You know you messed up the test on purpose!” Vaggie says.

Charlie tried getting the others' attention. “Guys, please-”

“Interesting theory.” Alastor says.

“It's not a theory, it's a fact!” Vaggie shouts.

“It doesn't matter if Al lied or not! This test is fucked up anyway!” Angel argues.

“Don't get me started on you, Angel!” Vaggie scolded.

“Things were fine before you decided you'd exposssse everyone!” Pentious insists.

“Hey, I didn't mean for all this to happen! I just wanted to borrow Al's test…for- uh.”

Everyone looks at Angel.

“Yes?” Alastor asks.

“For…blackmail...” Angel reluctantly finishes saying.

“Ah yes, that changes everything. Doesn't it?” Alastor asks sarcastically.

“Wait- no. That's not-” Angel struggles on what to say next.

“I don't care why you did it!” Vaggie says. “It was still wrong!”

“Angel, I thought we were friends, why would you do this!?” Pentious asks.

“They're right, you know.” Husk says to Angel. “It was wrong to take those tests, I don't care what he did.”

“Why do you care? I thought you hated smiles.” Angel says to Husk.

“I do hate him! But that does not excuse it.” Husk says.

“Why don't you just go fuck yourself?” Angel suggests.

“Very mature.” Husk scoffs.

“Angel, Husk is right. You've done nothing but mess things up since you got here.” Vaggie says.

“Vaggie-” Charlie tries to interrupt.

“I didn't say that.” Husk says.

“Oh yeah? Well if i'm messing everything up. Why don't you just kick me out already?!” Angel asks.

Charlie reached out to Angel. “Angel, no-”

“Maybe we will!” Vaggie shouts. “We have a deadline, if we can't rely on you, if you're not going to take anything we do seriously, why are you even here?”

Charlie's eyes start to fill with tears. “Vaggie-”

“That's fine, because I have better options, things were a lot better for me when I stayed at the studio anyway!” Angel shouts back.

“Angel, please don-”

“Angel, why don't you just admit that what you did was wrong and apologize?” Husk asks.

“Because I'm not wrong! You all have been pestering me about this stupid test-”

“We have not been pestering you!” Vaggie says. “We never said you had to take the test, you blew everything way out of proportion!”

Alastor smiles as the group gets more and more heated.

“Well, you know what? I won't ruin anything else for you, because I'm leaving! I'll get my pig and I'll go home!” Angel shouts.

“Angel no!” Charlie shouts. “Please wait, we can-”

“Great, you never took redemption seriously anyway!” Vaggie says, arms crossed firmly.

“OKAY STOP!” Charlie’s demon form merges as she shouted over the group, causing everyone to stop arguing and look over at her “Listen, I'm sorry! I never should have asked you all to take the test. I- I messed everything up.” Charlie cries. “I just wanted to help you. But-”

Vaggie's face drops, letting go of her anger to try and comfort Charlie. “Babe?”

“Charlie?” Pentious asks her. “Are you alright?”

Angel runs upstairs to his room, closing the door behind him.

Charlie continues to cry, so Vaggie holds her.

“I'm so sorry.” Charlie cries.

“It's okay, I'm here.” Vaggie says. “Just- follow me.” She says, taking Charlie's hands and leading her to Charlie's office.

Pentious looked over to the girls with concern. “Charlie-”

Vaggie and Charlie left to the office, so Pentious slithered to his own room.

Husk sighs, rubbing his temples..“I guess I'd better talk to Angel. I don't see anybody else volunteering.” The cat says while he looks at Niffty and Alastor before walking upstairs.

Niffty was frozen where she was, unable to process this.

She made such a mess…

“Well, this was fun.” Alastor says before disappearing into his shadow.

~~~Husk:~~~

He doesn't know why he cares so much about Angel…

He truly doesn't.

The guy has so many issues,

He doesn't understand boundaries,

He's obnoxious,

Fake…

Husk pauses at Angel's door…

He really should just leave Angel alone…

But, he can't.

He needed wanted Angel to stay…

He takes a deep breath and finally knocks.

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'It takes a dedicated hand

To put it through the wall

You gotta wanna break the heart

Of all those pretty porcelain dolls

You gotta wanna be the drummer in the band

You gotta wanna be a battering ram

You gotta see the artistry

In tearing the place apart with me, baby

I am unruly in the stands

I am a rock on top of the sand

I am a fist amidst the hands

And I break it just because I can

Let's break it(Just because we can)

Deface it(Just because we can)

Let's break it

Just because

Just because.' ~Wrecking ball, Mother Mother.

Possum: Hope this is okay! If not....

The next chapter will be better. This was mostly build up for that. 😅

Ty all for the kind words last week in regards to the authors note as well as the chapter.

You guys are honestly so amazing! I'm so lucky to have you all ❤️🩷🧡💕

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dumpofletterz · 7 months

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What favorite positions do you think the bbbglx adults prefer…..

───FAVORITE POSITIONS

BBBGLX adult(male) and their favorite positions...to fuck you. ❥ Headcanons + small imagines, gender neutral reader

WARNINGS: nsfw (mdni my ass Ik damn well y'all ignore this, still be warned though.),use of pet names, biting, rough sex (sa'riya and ejo jo), shitty writing

Characters: Sa'riya, Tarung, Ramenman, Kaizo, Ejo jo, Gur'mida, Cikala (sa'riya is literally androgynous.)

Females: soon.

───Sa'riya.

this mf is so freaky...doggy style. She will hug your waist and press her chest on your back. she's probably the most messy out of all, would fuck you ferally, pounding and slamming her hips to yours like a wild animal.

you can never try to make sa'riya to stop fucking you. "shiiiiitt...so-so pretty, pretty, doll!" she panted, "I— ohhh, wow, ahhh- fuck." it's been hours, you don't even know how many rounds you two had have, the only thing you know is she's hugging your waist and her fucking your ass like there's no tomorrow from behind. so sloppy....you can't even feel your legs anymore at this point. "mmmfh-hah... 'eel so good— no more, please no-no more!" lies, you wanted more. "mmm, fuck—nah. don't worry...I'm so close-ahhhhahhh! shit." her pace was godly she had no intention of stopping. everything was so wet...and creamy. shit, you were also close. speaking of doggy style, she's fucking you like a dog in heat. "shit m’gonna, gonna, gonna!" dirty moans came out of you, thighs squeezing together. she drools and screams- laughs and wails while having the brightest smile like someone insane only problem is that she is insane. “Haaah not yet-" sa'riya says, moving more closer to you, plunging her cock into you then continuing to pound you, she was rearranging your insides at this point. sa'riya was moaning loudly, almost screaming that it almost seems like the whole gur'latan heard her. they probably did.

───Tarung.

missionary, he loves it when you two have eye contact while he's literally rocking his cock inside you—and give you sweet kisses. he would also carry you, wrapping your legs around him and fuck you while he's standing. (size kink, he's big alr)

your hole was stretched to it's limit with tarung's non-stop pounding, he was so gentle that it wasn't enough for you. skin against skin slamming, god it felt so good. "eehhe- fuck, fuck fuck. m'soooo goood." your legs kept moving from different angles and sometimes ascending, you can't help it. tarung fucking you so beautifully whilst you two make eye contact. "shhh, shh, calm down bunny, don't move to much— oh fuck!" tarung grunted as his hips smacked against your ass and thighs. that's it, he's had enough of your whining. next thing you know is that he was carrying you, your hips wrapped onto his waist. "wha-" that's when you noticed when his skin color changed, it was red. fuck it was already 7 am. "you really don't know how to behave, don't you?" after you were adjusted, he suddenly "AHHah! wai-waiittt! uehhhg, shi-shiiiitt-shi hi-." a scream comes out from you as he rammed into you roughly "fuck- fuck so fucking tight f’me aahha!��

───RamenMan/ManRamen.

face riding/sitting. this man fucking loves to eat, he doesn't care if you nearly suffocate him, he would eat you out, probably for his own pleasure and not yours.

he was a huggeee fan of face sitting, you sitting on his face while eating you out was the best decision he has made in his entire life. your hole pushed against his tongue while he struggled to breate? yes. but poor you, thinking it was too much from him—so you pulled yourself off him. but as soon as you take a look from below, you saw his whiny face, wanting more. "woah!-" suddenly you get shocked when he grabbed your waist and set you to sit on his beautiful face once again. "noo... noooo don't go away. don’t run away pleaseee" god why is his voice so attractive. "let me eat you please, hmmm so hungry-need more, more." he'll make sure you're wet from his constant eating before fucking you. "so creamy...so naughty." he says, his tongue continuing to explore your insides.

───Kaizo.

..getting pegged. listen, this man is NOT a dom, he is sooo shy when you two make love, he's too shy to fuck you so you'll fuck him instead. riding. ride him and it will be the best thing that's happened to him, can't even look you straight in the eyes and would only if you hold his jaw and force him to.

god he's such a baby. his fan girl were brainwashed into thinking he was that hot man who would dominate his partner. well guess what, he was the complete opposite. "hmph-" he huffs as your thighs danced on his cock, "ohhhh-oh! hahhh...humm hp-shiii" he was more of a moaner, he couldn't process using words while you fuck him up so good. this man is actually very shy, "hm? what's that? you want more?" yes please, yes. he wants more. but oh no :( he can't talk. "can't talk? then no more" he whines when he hears this, oh that voice is so pretty. of course you couldn't resist him, he was like a siren. "oh fuck! mhaahhh..oh, oh oh!" he cries out of joy, hugging your waist while you take control of him....he didn't know how he ended up in this but he was so glad. getting pegged in the ass felt so good. it drove him wild, he wanted to do the same thing for you but, it will take him a really long time once he gets the enough courage to fuck you himself- and not you fucking him.

───Ejo jo.

fucking you on the wall. (s3 ejojo because his original form was lit build like a twig) he loves to take control, wall fucking is his favorite, he'll bang you and you'll just be taking pleasure.

"what is it hot stuff? can't handle my cock?" you were almost passing out from this, your back feeling the cold tempareture of the wall while your insides were hot as hell. "you're so mean..ah!" he slammed one hard thrust inside you to shut you off, he's such a bully. anytime you talk he would give you this one.hard.thrust inside you with his cock, it's an excuse for him to get more rough with you. "awww, can't handle it? feel so good?" this stupid guy laughs while you're dizzy from all this fucking. "fuck, fuck!" he felt hot, He was so— so close. he recognized the way you were moving, moaning- you were about to come. he smirks "hahh? why-why did you stooop? joo!!!" you mewl like a pathetic cat as he prevented you from creaming, you squeeze you legs while he laughs at you. "you really are pathetic." and there he goes again, suddenly giving you a hard pound.

───Gur'mida.

cowgirl/cowboy, except it's him controlling you. he'd sit and any time you move he'd put his hands on your hips and adjust you perfectly, he will then hug you and slam you in. he's big alright─bigger than tarung, taking him would be difficult to you so he'll help you out.

he's so big oh my god the size difference... his cock splitting you open as he towers his big figure over your much smaller one, your back arching and back feeling his heated chest. gosh he could see how you felt good as his robust body was against your back. "I-It's too big! s'too biig!" no it's not, stop being stupid. your hole was made for his huge ass cock, taking him in so, so good... "relax love, shh... see? It fits perfectly." he was so gentle, yet fucking himself inside you felt rough. "hmmmmh-..ahha!!! heug-heeehhh.... s-oo-soo big!" you were literally dripping wet, he was so happy you felt good (i fucking love gentle giants) a whining mess you were, he watches you being so obedient and letting him control you because he was to big, you couldn't ride it alone yourself. "fuuuhuuuckkk, so-so good it hurts!" he can't help himself wanting to fill you all up until you couldn't take it anymore- but he also didn't want to hurt you.

───Cikala.

any position that he gets to kiss you. god this man is sooooo pretty, he wants to kiss you at every chance he gets. he's so needy for kisses that it's so annoying, will fuck your brains out while he's passionately kissing you.

"pretty, pretty" the moment you two had a chance to be alone, you immediately made out...and got into this situation, your hips rocking at each others, insides feeling so good. and your pretty partner kissing you while he works his cock inside you, the way your hole tightens while it takes his cock only makes him to kiss you sloppier, his lips can't help but press it onto yours.... who's he to blame? "you taste so f'kn good..."

NOTE: Why is this so pathetic. This is actually my first time writing smut after years.

ngl I should've added retak'ka or vargoba

#boboiboy #boboiboy x reader #x reader #smut #admiral tarung #tarung #sa'riya #gur'mida #cikala #kaizo #captain kaizo #kapten kaizo #fanfic #boboiboy galaxy #captain kaizo x reader #gender neutral reader #boboiboy fanfic #boboiboy images

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teacupcollector · 1 year

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A Helping Hand: Chapter 8

The Last of Us Masterlist Series Masterlist

A/N: Hello! I haven't updated this story in a long time! When I heard about the show I thought I might post. A/N: About the show. I have no way in watching it so this series will only be based on the games. I hope you understand. Summary: As a woman who is pregnant you are doing anything if it means survival. Even so you found yourself in the wrong place at the wrong time, or was it the other way around? Now you are in the community of Jackson and you can’t help but attract a certain pair of hazel eyes.

Joel stared at you in the early hours of the morning. After last nights events he gave you a bath, lit some candles, and tried to make it as comfortable as possible. He made sure to give you enough love and reassurance through his actions where his words would be lacking. He hopes you know that you are the only one he wants. So as the sun comes over the horizon, the sun caressing you beautiful (Skin Color) skin memorizing the smooth and bumpy edges. Feeling the fine hairs that are along your arms and face. You opted to sleep naked that night, so now he could see the plains of skin by just moving the blanket. Which he does, but not for something sexual. More for seeing how beautiful you look. He looks down at your swollen belly and runs his callused hands along your stomach. He scoots lower into the bed and places kisses on it. He feels the baby kick against his lips. He chuckles quietly.

"Shh... Mommy is sleeping." He whispers before planting more kisses along your stomach.

He looks up to see if you are awaken by his movements and is glad to see that you aren't. He places one final kiss at where he assumes the head of you- our child would be. 'Yes... I consider them my own...' He thinks to himself happily 'But would Y/N be okay with that?'. He gets up from the bed as gently as he can without jostling you awake. He quietly exits the room and shuts the door. He groans slightly as he heads down the stairs. He feels his stiffness leave as he is finally at the bottom of the steps. He decides to make you breakfast. Luckily, he got eggs a few days ago as well as some bacon. He hopes you like that. There is no juice unfortunately, but he is sure some water will suffice. He needs to make sure that both items are cooked thoroughly, but he hopes he makes it there in time to serve you breakfast in bed. As he is cooking he hears the back door open.

"Ellie?" He asks and he here a small 'yeah' In response.

Ellie walks around the corner and leans against it. She is silent for a moment before looking in the direction of the stairs. She speaks. "How is she?"

"Had a bit of a rough night, but she is doing well I hope." He says as he sets on of the pieces of bacon on a napkin and scoots it toward her on the counter.

"And the baby?" She asks and he nods. "As far as I know yes. She has an appointment tomorrow." He says.

"Good, good..." She says quietly. Joel sighs as he finishes the bacon and moves on to the eggs. "I uh... I never really got your opinion before moving her in. I am sorry if it is an inconvenience for you."

Ellie's eyes widen. "N-No it isn't! It's completely fine... Keeps you off my back." She mumbles the last part.

Joel laughs in response. "Yeah I guess it does..." He sighs again as he begins to scramble the eggs. "I know you can take care of yourself. I just- I don't know. I want you safe."

Ellie nods. "I know, but I'm fine okay?" Joel nods in response.

Ellie leans over and takes the piece of bacon. "If you uh. If you ever need help when it comes to her and the baby. Let me know." She says and Joel chuckles.

"I think you would make a great big sister." Ellie turns to walk out the door but pauses at that statement.

"I prefer the cool aunt." She says with a slight smile.

Joel smiles back. "Cool aunt it is." He says and turns back to the eggs allowing Ellie to leave the conversation if she wants to.

Ellie does indeed leave but Joel is still smiling to himself. Progress was definitely made. Another blessing you seem to bring. He finishes the eggs and scoops them on to a plate before getting a bottle of water. He makes his way up the stairs and into the bedroom after figuring a way to open the door. As he opens it he sees you close your eyes quickly. He lets out a quiet chuckle. He walks over to your side of the bed and sets the food and the water bottle on the side table. He then sits at the edge of the bed. He can tell you are awake because of how forced your breath is being by attempting to make them even. He leans down as if to kiss you but moves over to your right ear.

"I know you are awake (Y/N)." He says with a chuckle.

"No I'm not..." he hears you groan. "My eyes are closed so that means I'm asleep..." You mumble

"Then I'm guessing you don't want any of the bacon I made? I guess I could Ju-" He begins to reach over toward the plate when your hand catches his wrist.

"Mine..." You mumble.

Joel chuckles and kisses your cheek before helping you sit up. "Now I know you like balancing things on your stomach, but the plate is hot okay?"

You hum before placing the blanket over your stomach and bring the plate up to your mouth. "Make sure you drink some water okay?" He asks and you nod.

He goes to stand up and walk over to his closet when you stop him. "Joel?"

"Yes?" He asks as he takes off his night shirt and begins to put one of his many flannels on.

"I want to apolo-" "There ain't no need for apologies. You had every right to worry." He says as he walks over and sits on the bed again.

"Just promise me that if and when you begin to have these thoughts that you talk to me alright?" He says and you smile and nod.

He places a kiss on your forehead before going back to his closet and getting some pants as well. He can feel your eyes on him and he chuckles.

"Whatcha starin' at?" He asks and you giggle at being caught in the act.

"I like your butt. Look forward to smacking and grabbing at it." You says with a maniacal laugh.

Joel's face flushes but he laughs as well as he pulls his jeans up.

"After breakfast do ya want to go for a walk?" He asks and you hum in response. "Mhm!"

Joel smiles before walking over to you and sitting down once again taking the plate from you. You begin to pout but he immediately begins feeding you.

"I'm pregnant Joel... Not disabled." You say with a blush. "Let me take care of my loves." He says as he feeds you a piece of bacon.

You snatch it out of his hand using your teeth before bumping it into his mouth. He chuckles before taking a bite of the opposite end, tearing a piece off before chewing and swallowing. "Let's keep the lady and the tramp stuff for spaghetti." He says with a chuckle.

After breakfast he helps you get dressed and head out toward the direction of the square. "Now you tell me if you start gettin' tired we ca-" "Baby I'll let you know I promise. Now come on we need more groceries and I need to talk to Maria about a position in teaching. " You say with a smile

"You want to teach?" He asks and you nod.

"I guess she thought I would be a perfect fit, but I'd obviously wait until our little one is old enough to hold their head up.

Joel pauses mid-step. "Ours?" He asks and this makes you pause.

"Oh shit... I'm sorry... I just assumed that it would be okay! I mean especially after last night! If you ar-" Joel cuts you off by placing a hand on your cheek.

His thumb caresses the apple of your cheek with a small smile. "I wasn't sure about it... About where we stand right now, but if you consider me apart of his life. You consider him mine as well as yours. Just know that... Just know that I am never letting you go."

Your eyes fill with tears. "They were yours the moment you kissed me a week ago... Possibly even before that... But of course we weren't together yet so I didn't want to push that on you." You say with a giggle.

Joel goes to reach in his pocket when you spot Maria. "Oh there she is! I'll meet up with you after I talk to her!" You quickly kiss him on the cheek before moving toward her.

Joel sighs before removing his hand from his pocket. The weight of the box is unbearable.

'Jesus Christ Joel... You have only been together for a week and you already have a ring... I'm moving to fast...'

Joel sighs and moves toward the market going into his other pocket to get the list of items. As he is doing that he hears someone call out to him. He looks up and sees Tommy jogging in his direction.

"Man what are you doing out here?" Tommy asks and Joel looks confused. "What?" He asks.

"Claire is hell bent on finding you Joel. I assumed you'd like to stay hidden." Tommy says and Joel sighs.

"Man I guess some things never change." Joel sighs as he glances over the list.

"How is Y/N? Did you uh... Did you tell her about Claire?" Tommy asks and Joel nods.

"Yeah, Yeah, I did. It wasn't exactly a fun conversation, but we are still holding strong." Joel says as his face grows from a frown to a smile.

"You propose yet?" Tommy asks and Joel's eyes widen.

"I-I um. I was thinkin' and it might be to soon." "To soon? You guys have been together for what? Three months? T-"

"We haven' been officially together for that long... I don't want her to feel pressured..." Joel says as he becomes bashful.

"Didn't you say you didn't want to waste any more time?" Tommy asks and Joel nods.

"I am still trying to wrap my head around the fact that she chose an old man to love... Now she considers her child to be ours. I don't know how to feel. But The feelings I do have are that I am insanely happy." Tommy's face turns into a full blown toothy smile.

"She is absolutely in love with you brother. I don't think she would have the ability to say no to you." Tommy says with a smile before looking over his brothers shoulder. He frowns.

"Shit, I'll run interference and give you time to get away... I'll talk to you later." Tommy says before walking away and toward to whom Joel assumed to be Claire.

'She is going to find me sooner or later... I don't know what I am going to say...' Joel thinks to himself as he continues to the market with the list in hand.

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fl3shm4id3n · 1 year

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𝓖𝓲𝓻𝓵 𝓯𝓻𝓸𝓶 𝓝𝓸𝔀𝓱𝓮𝓻𝓮

𝐒𝐮𝐦𝐦��𝐫𝐲: 𝐍𝐨 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐤𝐧𝐞𝐰 𝐡𝐨𝐰 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐠𝐨𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞, 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐜𝐚𝐦𝐞 𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐍𝐨𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞. 𝐁𝐨𝐭𝐡 𝐑𝐨𝐧𝐚𝐥 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐓𝐨𝐧𝐨𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐢 𝐡𝐚𝐝 𝐧𝐨 𝐈𝐝𝐞𝐚 𝐨𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐝𝐨, 𝐬𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐝𝐞𝐜𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐫𝐚𝐢𝐬𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫 𝐤𝐢𝐝𝐬.

ᴍᴇᴛᴋᴀʏɪɴᴀ ꜰᴀᴍɪʟʏ x ꜰᴇᴍ! ᴄᴇʟᴇꜱᴛɪᴀʟ! ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ (ᴘʟᴀᴛᴏɴɪᴄ)

Tw: Nothing bad but mostly fluff, just a bit of angst but not a lot.

A/N: I'm obsessed with The Tale Of Princess Kaguya film, so I decided to write a fic with the Metkayina family. Reader is between the age of 14-15 later on

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Tonowari had been hunting that morning, he had gone further than he should, he was near small island surrounded by plants. He had got off his Skimswim to look for some fruit for his wife and kids. Tonowari continued his search until he saw something glow in the ground. Out of curiosity, he got close to the light. It was coming out of the ground, he noticed a small plant surrounded by the light. He had never witnessed anything like it, until the plant grew larger. He stood back and got a grip of his spear just in case.

The plant had opened up, seen a small figure in the now blossomed flower like plant. Tonowari saw that their was a small person, a girl, but this girl looked nothing like the Metkayina, she looked like the Sky People he had heard of, or maybe she wasn't a Sky Person. The girl looked at him with her big doe eyes, then she smiled at him.

Tonowari was surprised, this little girl seemed like no threat, she was so small, not to mention she was wrapped in many different colored fabrics. The girl then fell asleep on the plant. He felt as if this girl was special in some way, maybe this was of Eywa's doing, he thought of bringing you back with him.

When he return with some fish and fruit he had gathered, he safely had you in the palm of his hand. He arrived at his Marui, being met with Ronal and his two kids Ao'nung being eleven and Tsireya ten years old. "Sempu!" Tsireya shouted running over to her father, he got on his knees, setting the fish and fruit down allowing her to hug the older Na'vi. "How was your trip?" she asked, curiously.

"It was very interesting, but I must talk to all of you" Tonowari said as Ronal then looked over at him, with a confused expression. "Why is that?" she asked, while she was sitting on knees while Ao'nung sat next to her, following her example. Tonowari sat on ground, allowing Tsireya to sit next him. "Today when I was out, I found something you may not believe, but look"

He reached his closed calm out to the whole family, showing them. They all looked close and saw you, a small girl who had been sleeping. "She's small" Ao'nung mentioned, getting a better look at you. "She looks like a princess" Tsireya comment as Ronal looked at you closer. She saw how you slept peacefully, but you also glowed. "Let me see her" Ronal said, slowly taking you from Tonowari's palm.

Ronal looked at you, you were no na'vi and you had the appearance of a 'demon' but something told her that you were more than just a Sky Person. She felt some kind of aura towards you. Then you began to squirm around her calms. She tried to get a hold of you, but you moved even more, managing to remove the small colorful clothes were being tossed around.

Then you had grown bigger, into a human infant. Once you were full gown baby, you let out a shrike. The family watched, shocked by this. Ronal then cradled you into her arms to try and calm you down. "Shh, it's okay" she said calmly as you began you began to calm down in her arms. "What is she?" Ao'nung asked, getting closer to look at you, followed by Tsireya and Tonowari. "I have no Idea." She said still holding you close to her.

"Can we keep her?" Tsireya asked both of the parents. They both looked at one another, not really sure if they should keep you. "I don't know Tsireya, she isn't like us, plus we know nothing about her." Tonowari said, seen the sad puppy eyes in his daughter's eyes. "Please, we can teach her, she is only a baby" she begged. Ronal looked down at you, see you were fully calm. "I believe is best that we do, I don't know why but I feel that she is no demon, she is different" she said while looking at her Mate.

Tonowari looked at you too, it was true, you had been born from a plant and now you were an infant, it was clear that you were different from the demons he had heard off. "I believe so too, I think it is best for her to stay with us." He said, making Tsireya smile in a way they had never seen. She was happy that you were going to stay with them. Ao'nung, wasn't so sure since you did not look like a na'vi, but was willing to give it a shot into knowing how you'd turn out.

The next day, it felt like a regular day expect you were with the family now. You were just a regular baby, expect you'd grow almost every hour. No one understood why, but you just did. Ronal kept a close eye on you, she witnessed everything, how you'd pick up others actions and how you soon began to walk. You grew larger and larger almost every day. You also began to speak, you'd repeat other's words, as well as singing. Ronal had been singing one evening, and you also began to sing, for a kid your 'age' you sang pretty well.

Tonowari had began to teach you how to hunt and use a spear, he wanted you to learn those skills, just like everything else you learned fast. Besides learning how to use a spear, you also learned how to throw darts. He was still surprised that a couple weeks ago he had found you in a plant and you had been growing at unspeakable speed.

When you'd be with Tsireya, Ao'nung and Rotxo was the same. You'd repeat what they'd say along other things. They also had taught you how sign and swim underwater, they also noticed how you'd get bigger. It would happen at random moments. They thought you other things, Tsireya had taught you how to weave, Ao'nung also taught you how to communicate with the ilus, you may not be able bond with them but you could play with them, and Rotxo had taught you how to hold your breathing longer under water, everyone had taught you something.

𝐹𝑜𝓊𝓇 𝒴𝑒𝒶𝓇𝓈 𝐿𝒶𝓉𝑒𝓇

At first everyone would call you 'The girl from Nowhere' since they didn't know where you came from, but then you began to be referred to as Y/n, the third daughter of the Olo'eyktan and Tsahìk. You were named a bit late but everything happened so fast that you couldn't be named in the spot. Sure you would get called Princess by Tsireya, but that was a nickname.

Apart of having a beautiful name, you were also kind. You helped other without being asked. You liked helping other and as well as showing kindness. You followed Tsireya's example, just like she did with Tonowari's example. You were very good with kids, you'd often play with them or be spotted with them. The kids loved you, just like they loved Tsireya who was also good with kids. You and your sister would help them with their diving and breathing lessons.

One thing you loved was the ocean, on your free time you'd spend it in the ocean. Swimming around and playing with the fish, you loved it as much as everyone in the village. Besides the ocean, you also loved the moon. You couldn't explain why, but you just felt a strong connection towards the moon. Every night before you went home, you'd stay at the beach and look at the moon for almost hours, this feeling began when you grew older.

Sometimes you'd sing to the moon, which would also make you cry. You'd sing a song that no one had heard, you must have made it up, but you didn't. You had heard that song in your dreams, those dreams you could not explain to anyone. You'd dream of a woman, who was also like you. She'd sing a that same song you'd sing to the moon. It was odd, some nights you'd wake up in tears, as if you felt her sadness in a way. You never could explain why you dreamed about her and why she seemed sad when she'd sing.

#avatar the way of water #avatar 2022 #avatar x reader #avatar x you #avatar x y/n #metkayina #metkayina family #metkayina clan #metkayina family x reader #platonic #platonic relationships #female reader #female y/n #celestial reader #celestial y/n #aphrodite's writing

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palestporn · 6 months

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Gamzee: RUN MOTHERFUCKER

Don't have to tell you twice, you're so motherfucking down with that--except when you hit the ground and start scrambling at the door, you only make it four staggering steps before red and blue sparks snap back around you like burning ropes and drag you back.

It lifts you full off your feet again, and for a second you're so pissed off and so fucking scared, you don't see anything. Don't feel anything except the way it burns everywhere, don't hear anything except howling, roaring, so loud and close it rings your horns and tears out of your throat, too-- They'll cull you, you'll rip them apart, they'll burn you alive, lowbloods and mutants, how motherfucking DARE--

Someone half-catches you, half-tackles you as the psionic full drops you, purple in the eyes now and yelling out, holding his head--you slap out at whoever's touching you and your useless motherfucking claws scrape pointless over the Second Coming's face. Would've ripped him open if you weren't--bound, HOBBLED, motherfucking DEBASED is this your revenge, mutant, is this why you watched them do it IS THIS WHAT YOU WANTED--

"Hey, hey, hey," says Karkat, and grabs your shoulders and shakes you hard. Makes you breathe, startles a gasp into you. "Shhh, fuck, stay there. Stay--stay put, a second, shh."

He doesn't touch your neck with those knife-claws this time, he puts his palm to your cheek and pets and pats at you, like you're supposed to do, pulse in his wrist where even fangs as blunt as yours could tear it out.

It's clumsy as a fucking pupa. The head conciliatrix would shout him in shape for hours over just the sound of his shooshing. It still feels all hells of motherfucking good right now.

"I gotta--" you say, without any fucking idea what you're saying, clinging and clawing at him, both useless without any fucking claws. "Get the fuck off, motherfucker let go--!"

"You're the one holding on!" he says, and he's right, and you can't let go. "Shhh, sh. Sollux, you glass cannon piece of shit, you better be good over there."

"Fuck," says the psionic, kinda wheezy. "Fwh. Yeah. 'M fine. Lemme get him--"

"Nobody's getting anybody," Karkat says, before you can make another fucking bolt for the door or rip him apart. "Hey, look at me, don't freak out--We're good, we're fine. Everybody calm the fuck down. I'm handling this bullshit."

"Yeah you're handling something," says the psionic, still gasping, but he manages to snicker at you anyhow, while his sparks lift him up on his feet. "Ehehe. Damn, KK." You figured he just had stupid motherfucking glasses, but his eyes glow the same red and blue underneath, too, a real familiar set of colors.

The Ψiioniic's spawn pops his gazepanes back on his pointy li'l nose and grins at the both of you. You try to cringe back from him and try to spring up at his throat with your fangs, and don't manage at doing either. Just sit there like a bounding hornbeast that wandered up in front of a scuttlebuggy, and try to remember how you ever breathed without panic-growling the same time.

Karkat says over your head, "You said you couldn't go talk to him because it was too dangerous, well that barkbeast's fucked. So, it's time for you to pry some answers out of that crimped deformity you call a squawkblister. Your Ascendance." Either he gets some shape of a nod, or he doesn't care, because he looks back down at you and pats your face again, firm. "Okay. Focus up. What do you want to know?"

Gamzee: What the fuck DO you want to know?

==> Audience: Enter Question

[START OVER]

#CYOA: Imperial Favor #......................splickedy did you find-- A WAY TO DRAW THE GHB SOME MORE?? YES I DID THANK YOU.

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crystalsnow95z · 6 months

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We have a tie for my Halloween poll, so it's gonna be Taejoon story..the comments had two ideas, so there's gonna be a bonus story to be posted later.

Sickie: Taejoon with bad colds (cough, fever, sniffles, a bit of vom!t towards the end.)

Caretakers: Ot7

Namjoon could see the dim light underneath the blanket of Taehyung's phone, the younger boy scrolling on the screen. It was almost midnight, but it was clear both boys couldn't sleep. "Tae?"

Taehyung pops his head from underneath the blanket. "I'm sorry. Was I keeping you up?"

"No, you're fine. I couldn't sleep. I just wanted to know if you'd want to go for a walk with me. I saw a park on our way to the hotel." Namjoon offers, relieved when he sees Taehyung getting up.

"Put on a hat and a face mask. We might be in another country, but we still don't want to be recognized." Namjoon warns, getting up to do the same. They came to America to do a collaboration, but the project kept them busy for the past two days, giving them no free time.

Taehyung nods, digging out a beige beanie from his suitcase to cover up his red hair. "I'm ready." He says with a smile, pulling his jacket over his shoulders and taking the face mask from the pocket.

Namjoon does the same, using a black beanie to cover up his blonde hair, quickly putting on his jacket and shoes.

"Are you sure that jacket is heavy enough, hyung?" Taehyung questions.

"Yeah, I'll be fine. You're gonna be sweating it that heavy trench coat." Namjoon teases. "Do you have the hotel key?"

Taehyung grabs his wallet. "I do now. What happened to yours?"

"Let's go before it gets too late." Namjoon doesn't answer his question, leaving the room.

"Hyung did you lose it already?" Taehyung whispers. "It's only been two days."

"No. It's somewhere in that room. It's just misplaced." Namjoon blushes in embarrassment to be scolded by the younger member, making Taehyung giggle.

"Shh.. people are sleeping.." Namjoon leads the way out of the building, the crisp autumn air hitting them with a cool breeze.

"Wow, even at night, all the colors are amazing.." Taehyung's eyes brighten seeing the orange and yellow trees underneath the street lamps, taking out his phone to take a picture.

"It'll be prettier at the park where there's tons of trees. Let's go, it's not that far. Namjoon pulls him by his elbow.

"It's been a while since it was only us two walking together..was the last time when we went up that mountian for losing that game?" Taehyung asks, looking around at all the different trees with amazement.

Namjoon laughs, watching his head turn every which way as they walk. "You look like a bird moving like that. It's like you never saw autumn leaves before."

"Sorry.. I'm just excited..I didn't get a good look in the car because of the tinted windows and us being rushed inside." Taehyung gives Namjoon a shy smile, earning himself a head pat from Namjoon.

"You don't have to be sorry. I just thought it was cute." Namjoon smiles. "Let's cross here."

The park was only a 15-minute walk from the hotel, the two ex roommates exchanging old memories with each other along the way.

"Look, hyung! A swing set!" Taehyung runs up to it, taking a seat on the swing."It reminds me of Hakdong park! Careful Namjoon, there are puddles under the swing."

"This one has an extra swing, but other than that, the setup is really similar." Namjoon takes the swing next to him, pulling it back to get on it without getting his feet wet. "If we have time, we should bring the others here before our flight home."

"Before we shoot run BTS?" Taehyung suggests, swinging lightly. "Ah, do you know what our challenge will be?"

"Nope. I have no idea. The only hint I got was that it's themed." Namjoon shrugs.

"What's that supposed to mean?" Taehyung tilts his head.

"Probably something like a haunted house?" Namjoon leaned back on the swing to look up at the sky. "Wow, the moon's beautiful tonight."

Taehyung mimicks Namjoon, holding tightly on the chains as he lets himself fall back, looking up at the full moon with clouds swirling around it. "Woah. I wish I had brought my camera.. my phone can't capture it." He sat up quickly when he heard a loud bang, trying to see if it was a firework or gunshot.

"What was-" Namjoon tried to quickly sit up, falling out of the seat into the water below. "Ahpa..ahpa.." he rubbed the back of his head, Taehyung rushing to him.

"Are you okay Namjoon-ah?" Taehyung brushes the wet woodchips from his back.

"Yeah, I'm fine..just wet.." Namjoon gives Taehyung a reassuring smile through the pain. "That just startled me.."

"Me too.." Taehyung helps Namjoon, getting him to his feet. "You're soaked now Hyung.. I think we should get back to the hotel."

"Yeah, but I think we should go a different way.. I don't want to go towards that sound.." Namjoon says, feeling uneasy. He takes Taehyungs hand, walking the opposite direction of the hotel.

"Don't worry, Hyung. It was probably just a firework.. there's a holiday coming up, right?" Taehyung squeezes his hand.

Namjoon gives him a half smile. He knew Halloween wasn't known for fireworks, but he didn't want to tell Taehyung that if that's really what he believed. "Yeah,you're right. But it's better to be safe than sorry."

Taehyung trusted Namjoon's judgment, but that didn't stop him from worrying about him. "Namjoon-ah, your teeth are chattering.." Taehyung takes off his trench coat, draping over Namjoon’s shoulders.

"Taehyungie no. You need your jacket." Namjoon tried to give it back, but the younger runs ahead. "Taehyung-ah!" He tried quietly, yelling to get attention.

"No, I'll be fine. I don't want to see you suffering, Hyung. If I stay moving, I'll stay warm." Taehyung tells him, refusing to touch his coat. "It's only a short walk back. I can handle cold."

"Fine..just don't run ahead.. I don't want you getting lost." Namjoon catches up to him, grabbing him by the wrist. "Stay next to me."

"Namjoon-ah, Namjoonie-hyung..we need to meet with the others soon." Taehyung's voice came out as a raspy whisper, gently rubbing Namjoon’s chest. "Do you want me to tell them you aren't feeling well?"

Namjoon coughs, eyes fluttering open."Taehyung-Ah? Mm..no..I'll be okay...what time is it...?" My throat.. it hurts to talk..

"It's 10:15. We're supposed to meet up at 10:30.." Taehyung replies, clearing his throat.

"Sh*t.. okay..okay I'm getting up.." Namjoon sits up, coughing into his fist. "Could you get me some water?"

Taehyung nods, getting up to fill a cup with water, leaning against the sink as a wave of dizziness washes over him. He woke up twenty minutes before Namjoon to the sound of the older member coughing, feeling congested, his head pounding painfully against his sinuses.

"Taehyung, are you feeling okay?" Namjoon asks, stifling another cough when he sees him doubled over the sink.

"I'll be okay. My nose is just a bit stuffy because it's cold out. No big deal. You should quickly take your shower. The steam should help you feel better." Taehyung returns with a cup of water, giving it to him. The shower helped me a bit..

"Take it easy today, okay?" Namjoon warns him. I shouldn't have invited him out last night. He was fine yesterday.

"Okay Hyung. I will." Taehyung sniffles, laying back down on his bed. "I'll just rest a bit while you get ready."

Namjoon left to shower, quickly texting a staff member.

Could you bring some cough medicine when you pick us up? I'm not feeling well.. My throat hurts, and I have a bad headache.

Namjoon sets his phone down. He turns up the water to be as hot as he could handle, using the steam to try to clear the mucus that kept draining into his throat.

The hot water made him feel dizzy, holding the wall tightly. Am I running a fever? The thought crossed his mind, but he quickly shook his head. No. No, the water is just too hot. I'm fine..

Namjoon quickly turned off the water, laying in the tub, hands over his face. "I just need some water.." When he tried to get to his feet, his vision went hazy, falling back into the tub with a loud bang.

"Namjoon-ah! Hyung are you okay?" Taehyung rushes into the bathroom when he hears it.

"Yeah, yeah I just slipped. Clumsy me, this is embarrassing.." Namjoon gives him an awkward smile, taking Taehyung's out stretched hand.

"Don't worry Hyung. I won't tell any..one." Taehyung coughs out the last word, pressing his lips together.

"I guess we both aren't doing well.." Namjoon sighs. "I'm sorry. That night walk was a bad idea."

"Don't be sorry. I liked spending time with you.." Taehyung smiles, hearing someone knock on the door. "Get dressed. I'll handle it." He goes to the door, peeking through the peep hole. "Ah, Jungkook-ah. Good morning. Did you sleep well?"

"Yeah, I slept great. How about you? You look tired." Jungkook says with a frown.

"Ah, Namjoonie-hyung kept me up...with his snoring." Taehyung quickly added.

"Oh right. He does snore really loud. I'm glad I didn't lose." Jungkook teases. "I'd offer you a sip of my coffee, but you'd hate it. I got you some cocoa though. Where's Rapmonnie-hyung? I brought him some coffee."

"Hes getting dressed. Thanks Jungukkie." Taehyung gratefully takes the hot beverage from the cup holder, sipping on it to soothe his throat.

Namjoon's coughing was heard from the bathroom, making Jungkook rush in to check on him. "Namjoonie hyung are you okay?"

"Yeah..yeah.. I'm fine. I just..choked on the tooth..paste.." Namjoon coughs in-between words

"Be careful hyungie.." Jungkook hands him the coffee. "Here, take a drink."

Namjoon takes a big swallow, sighing when the coughing stops. "Alright, I just need my shoes and I'm ready."

Namjoon leaned against the car window while they drove to the location of the shoot, trying to hold back another cough. He knew he couldn't hide it from the others for long, but as soon as he went to the car, the older members were onto him.

He was going to wait until they reached the location to take the medicine, but Yoongi was already fretting over him.

"Namjoon-ah are you coming down with a cold?" Yoongi was straight to the point, eyes darkened with concern.

"Yeah, but its just a sore throat.." Namjoon knew he couldn't brush off Yoongi like he did Jungkook.

"Namjoon-ah, if you aren't feeling well, maybe you should sit it out." Jin suggests lightly, already knowing the answer he'll give.

"No, no, I'll be fine after i take some medicine. It's just a cough. It's nothing serious." Namjoon tried to downplay how bad he felt. Talking at a normal level felt like he was screaming.

Taehyung stayed quiet, letting his nose drip down, licking his lips when the watery snot hit them. He didn't dare sniffle, not wanting to draw attention to himself, pretending to be engrossed in the comic he was reading on his phone.

"You sound like you sang two concerts back to back on your own.. you'll worry, army." Jimin tries to talk him out of it. "You should really rest."

Namjoon shakes his head, coughing into his elbow. "They'll worry either way. We can edit out of I cough too badly. It'll be fine. They said it'll only take two hours tops."

"Alright..fine..but you stop when I say so." Jin says with a serious tone, using his role as the oldest. "I don't want you completely losing your voice over one episode. We have a concert next week."

"I promise." Namjoon says, sipping some water. "I'll try to keep the talking to a minimum.."

"Woah! It's a real pumpkin patch! Like in those movies!" Jungkook excitedly looked at the vast field of orange pumpkins of all sorts of different shapes and sizes.

"What are we doing here?" J-Hope asks.

"Each of you will choose a pumpkin from the patch to carve, then we'll continue inside." Staff tells them.

"I've never carved a pumpkin before.." Jimin admits. "Is a bigger one easies or a smaller one?"

"I haven't either, but I think a bigger one would be easier to carve because it's a bigger surface, but it's more to clear out." Yoongi smiles when he sees J-hope make a face at the idea of gutting the pumpkin.

Namjoon moves out of the camera shot, coughing into his arm. The cold autumn air made it harder not to cough.

"We need to choose quickly..Namjoonie needs to get inside as soon as possible.." J-hope clenched his jaw, his chest tightening to hear his friend cough.

"HEH'HEHTICHI!" Taehyung sneezes, covering his face. "Ah, sorry, Hyung." He apologized when he saw Hobi jump,trying to sound causal.

"Bless you, Tae. You're not catching a cold, too, are you?" Jimin rubs the back of Taehyung’s neck. "You feel warm."

"Your hands are just cold from being outside." Taehyung smiles. "Let's go pick a pumpkin." He tried to keep his energy high, pulling Jimin through the patch.

"Be careful where you step. There's vines. Don't trip!" Jin warns them a little too late, watching Taehyung fall Jimin being pulled down with him, both boys stumbling over.

"I lost my shoe.." Taehyung pouts.

"Taehyungie what have I told you to wear your shoes properly!" Jimin yells at him.

Taehyung laughs, but it turns into a cough, trying to muffle it with his scarf. "Don't make me laugh.."

"You are sick.." Jimin frowns, quickly getting Taehyung's shoe, putting it properly on his foot.

"It's not as bad as Namjoonie. I just didn't want to worry you guys. I'm fine. Really, it's just my sinuses.." Taehyung reassures Jimin, sniffling.

"It doesn't matter if Namjoon is worse or not. You don't need to act like you're fine. Did you take any medicine?"

"Namjoon-ah gave me some. I'm handling it."Taehyung promises, stifling another cough. "Oh! Look at this one! It reminds me of Tata!" He picks up an oddly shaped pumpkin."No, wait.. It's a butt.. you can have that one.."

Jimin rolls his eyes, knowing what his soulmate is doing. Taehyung is trying his best to act playful so the others didn't worry. "I don't want that one. What about the one next to it?" Jimin picks up a medium-sized pumpkin, wanting to get Taehyung inside as quickly as possible."It's perfect."

"I'll give it to Namjoonie hyung." Taehyung gets to his feet, holding his hand out to Jimin. "Come on, let's go show him."

Jimin reluctantly takes it, letting Taehyung pull him to his feet. "Looks like Jungkook beat you to it. You'll have to keep my gifted pumpkin."

Taehyung looks over to Jungkook, holding two pumpkins, then to Namjoon. "I'll see if I can get Namjoon-ah to go inside with me then."

"Good idea." Taehyung carries his pumpkin to Namjoon. "Hyung, I'm cold.. Since we got our pumpkins, can we go in?"

Namjoon was relieved to have an excuse to go in without having to admit the cold air made his coughing worse. "Feeling shy to go in alone? Alright. I'll go."He takes Taehyung's hand, leading him inside, where some staff are waiting.

"Ah, Namjoon-sii, Taehyung-sii. Is everything okay?" A staff member approached them. "Do you need anything?"

"No, everything is fine. It's just cold out, I didn't want to risk getting worse. Is that..." Namjoon tried to keep his coughing under control, but the last sentence got cut off by a bout of coughing.

The woman takes the pumpkin from him, placing it on the table, and quickly digs a few cough drops out of her purse. "Here, this should help.. I don't have many. I'm sorry."

Namjoon goes to thank her, but when he tries to talk, the coughing starts up again. He fumbles with the wrapper, Taehyung taking it from him to help open it.

"Here, hyung. Open." Taehyung pops the cough drop into his brothers mouth, his voice coming out softly.

Namjoon sucks on the lozenge, feeling relief as the mentol drop coats his dry throat. "Thank you.." he bows to the staff member and turns to Taehyung, offering him one."Here, you take one too."

"There's only three.. you should keep them.. I'm not coughing much, I'll be fine." Taehyung closes Namjoon's hand. "I hear the others.."

"Jungkookie be careful, you elbowed me.. why did you have to choose the biggest pumpkin?" Jimins voice is heard in a pout.

Taehyung runs up to greet them, knowing Namjoon wouldn't force him if they were with the others. "Oh wow.. it almost takes up your whole chest."

"It's not that big..sorry, Jiminshii, it was slipping." Jungkook apologizes, quickly going to the table to set it down. Jimin puts his down next to his, Jungkook giggling. "It's tiny like you."

"You punk." Jimin pushes him. "I'm not tiny."

"You're the smallest."Jungkook taunts running as Jimin chases him, hiding behind Jin.

"I'm not a shield. Stop playing around." Jin scolds both of them. He usually didn't mind the younger boys messing around, but he wanted to get through filming as soon as possible. Even with Taehyung smiling watching his two friends play, Jin could hear his labored breathing from his stuffed nose.

"Okay, Hyung. Sorry." Jungkook bows to Jimin.

"Oh, there's a guest here.." Yoongi points out the unfamiliar face. Everyone looks around to see who he meant, a blonde haired man catching their attention.

"H-Hello everyone!" The man stammered nervously. "I'm Zach. I'm the owner of this pumpkin patch, well.. my father is.. I'm going to help you carve your pumpkins."

"1,2,3.." Namjoon counts for their introduction, but coughs before he could get more than the first part of his name.

"His name is Namjoon." Jin answers for him, going down the line for each member. "Thank you for teaching us.."

The others echoed their thanks, except Taehyung, who only mouths the words. He tried to focus on the lesson, watching Zach cut into the top of the pumpkin, but his nose kept leaking, making him have to constantly sniffle.

"Here Hyung.." Jungkook passes him a napkin discretely, whispering by his ear. "Your nose is leaking."

"Ah, thanks, Jk.." Taehyung whispers, trying to quietly blow his nose. Thankfully, the cameras were focused on Yoongi and Namjoon bickering.

Namjoon stabbed the knife into the pumpkin, trying to saw it open, lacking the strength to actually do it. He only got a few zig zags before he couldn't get deep enough, the knife slipping.

"Namjoon-ah stop. Let me do it. I don't want you to cut yourself." Yoongi takes over.

"I can do it myself." Namjoon argues, but does nothing to stop him from taking it from him. "What about your own?"

"Jimin can do it,he's almost done with his already. Right Jiminie?" Yoongi asks Jimin.

"Ah, of course. No problem." Jimin smiles. He knew helping Yoongi meant giving the deagu rapper the chance to help Namjoon. He peeks over to Taehyung to see if he is doing any better. He's struggling too..

Taehyung had to use both hands to have enough pressure to cut through, wiping his nose on his shoulder. Why is this so hard...? It's hard to breathe when I don't concentrate on breathing..

"You aren't doing it right. Let hyung do it." Jin abandoned his project to help Taehyung. He couldn't stand seeing the young member suffering.

"I'm sorry hyung.. I'm trying my best." Taehyung coughs, a twinge of guilt filling his belly. When he looks at Jin's unfinished project. "I can do it.."

"I know you can, but i dont want you to get hurt. It's fine. I'll get you do the fun part okay? You and Namjoon were never good in the kitchen." Jin kisses his forehead. He feels warm...

"Augh! Even with gloves, it's gross!" J-hope whines, pulling out the inside of the pumpkin placing the guts aside.

"Let me help Hyung.. you can help Jinnie-hyung finish opening the top." Taehyung offers, rising to his feet to go by J-hope."It isn't that hard.. Right?"

"Well, no..but I can do it. It's not too different from making kimchi, just more..clumpy..It's fine." J-hops felt his heart twinge when Taehyung shook his head and gave him a smile taking his pumpkin anyway. Jin wanted him to rest, and he ruined it.

"I got it." Taehyung puts on the gloves, finding it much easier to just stand and remove the insides.

Jin reached over to pat J-hopes back, mouthing 'it's okay'. J-hope gives the tiniest nods, watching the young vocalist with concern. His hands were shaky, but he looked determined, a serious look across his flushed cheeks.

J-hope turned his head quickly when he heard Namjoon's coughing. He tried to muffle it with the scarf he was wearing,but it made no difference.

Namjoon felt awful.. the more he moved, the worse he felt. The sound of the members talking amongst themselves made his head pound, making him want to give up, but he was already halfway through and refused to give up.

"Namjoon-ah you okay?" Yoongi asks, unable to touch him with the dirty gloves. "Do you need a break?"

"No.. no, I'm fine.. I just need some water.." Namjoon says hoarsely.

Jungkook jumps up to get him some, removing his gloves and rushing to the cooler staff brought in the room, rushing to Namjoon’s side. "Here hyung.." he tips the bottle by his lips.

Namjoon drinks slowly, feeling some energy flowing back inside him. "Thanks Jk.. I'm fine now.."

"No..you and Taehyungie are done." Yoongi uses a stern tone.

"But hyung-" Taehyung goes to argue, but Jin stops him.

"I agree. At least for now.. We'll prep the pumpkins, and then you can come back." Jin says, gently nudging him to his feet. "Go properly blow your nose, at least.."

"Okay.." Taehyung says softly.

"Come on Tae-yah.." Namjoon knew there was no arguing against it.. not when the two oldest both told them to rest. He led the younger to the bathroom, going to the sink to splash water in his face.

Taehyung went into the bathroom stall, getting some toliet paper to try to clear his nose, sitting cross legged on the floor. The tough tissue irritated his nose further. It felt like there was no end, and the more mucus he got out, the more his sinuses throbbed, making his eyes water.

The sound of Namjoon's coughing got Taehyung back to his feet, rushing over to him. "Hyung are you okay?"

Namjoon tried to talk, but all that came out were wheezing coughs. I can't breathe..it hurts..

Taehyung pulls Namjoon close, gasping when he feels the heat radiating off of him. When did he get so bad? "You're burning up. Hang on, let me get you help.."

Namjoon holds onto Taehyung with a soft whimper. "Do..Don't.." His voice came out as a wheezing cough. He didn't want to be left alone, not when his lungs burned and his head felt light with the lack of oxygen.

Taehyung quickly texted the group chat, his hands shaking, keeping his message as quick as possible.

Nam not brthing..

Taehyung puts his phone down. "They'll come help.. it's okay.. you'll be f.." His comforting words lost their impact when a bout of coughing rattles his chest, making it hard to breathe. No, no.. I need to be strong for Namjoonie-hyung..please..

He tried to hold his breath to keep his coughing under control, hugging Namjoon tightly to him, feeling Namjoon's cough on his neck.

I don't know what to do.. I need to wait for someone to check their phone..

Taehyung runs his hand through Namjoon's hair, feeling dizzy from cutting off his own air supply. His heart pounded painfully like a jack hammer in his chest,but he didn't want to worry Namjoon. Not when he was already suffering.

"It..it's okay..you..don't..have to..pretend for me.." Namjoon coughs out the words, pressing into Taehyung’s abdomen to force him to let go of the breath he was holding.

Taehyung coughed, gasping for air. "Ah, hyung th..at hu..rt.." he felt the tension ease when Namjoon spoke, his shred of hope snatched away when the coughing turned to gagging. "Namjoon..come on.. we need to move..to..the toliet." He practically dragged the rapper into the stall, lifting the seat.

Namjoon coughed up the coffee, groaning when the acidic tang rose up his throat and into the bowl. Taehyung kept his arms wrapped around Namjoon's waist to hold him up.

"Hyungie..it's okay I got you.." Tae whispers, feeling him trembling with effort to hold himself up, Namjoons hands tightly around the toliet bowl. He buried his face in Namjoon's shoulder, coughing into it.

"Namjoon-ah! Taehyung-ah!" Yoongi tuns in the bathroom, hearing the two members suffering. He goes into the stall, gently removing Tae from Namjoon to take over. "Go to Jinnie-hyung. I'll take care of him, okay?

"Vuu.. Vuu come to hyungie." Jin calls to Taehyung with open arms, Taehyung stumbling into him.

"I..I couldn't help.. he just kept getting worse." Taehyung squeezes Jin tightly, feeling tears prick the corners of his eyes.

"Shh.. it's okay.. it's okay you did all you could.. you stayed with him and that's all any of us can do. You did so good Voo. You stayed with him even if you weren't well yourself. I'm proud." Jin reassures the younger, stroking his hair. "Baby you're hot.. come on, let's find you a place to lay down."

"No.. no I want to.." Taehyung coughs,making half the sentence cut off.

"Yoongi has joon-ah under control.. it's okay.." Jin gives Taehyung no choice, picking him up. He wanted to get him away from the sound of Namjoon's retching and the sound of Namjoons sick spraying into the bowl.

"It's okay, it's okay. Don't try to fight it.. just let it run its course, and you'll feel better after.. I know it hurts.." Yoongi gently scratches Namjoon's back, taking deep breaths to keep himself from panicking. He couldn't let his anxiety take over, not when two members needed him to stay strong. "Deep breaths, Namjoon.."

Namjoon nods, trying to fill his lungs. "Yoongi it hurts to breathe.." he whimpers softly.

"I know baby, I know.. it'll be over soon.. just hang in there for me okay?" Yoongi rubs Namjoon’s stomach, feeling it churning underneath his hand, his muscles tightening as he starts to Vomit again.

Namjoon groans as he spits up foam, having nothing left in his stomach. He gagged again,another string of foamy spit comes. He had nothing left, collapsing against Yoongi's chest. "I..I think I'm done.." he coughs out the words.

"Good..good.. let's get you and Tae home.." Yoongi gently strokes Namjoon's hair. "We can finish the episode another time.. you two are more important.."

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Day 4: Sanji + Christmas Cookies

Summary: Sanji enlists you to help him make Christas cookies for the crew.

Warnings: Fluff, flirtatious!Sanji, no preestablished relationship, fem!pronouns

You watched curiously as Sanji kneaded his palms into the fluffy ball of gingerbread dough with a soft grunt. "That outta do it," he huffed, grabbing a kitchen towel to wipe away the excess oil off his hands.

"Um, Sanji?" you asked, prompting him to glance down at you as he tossed the towel over his shoulder with a smile.

"Um, (Y/N)?" he mocked with a snicker. "What's up?"

"I was just wondering..." you trailed, glancing around the kitchen, as you'd only seen inside of it once or twice. "You're usually so territorial about the kitchen and being the only on who cooks, what changed?"

"Nothing," he laughed airily. "I still don't like anybody in my kitchen."

"Then why'd you ask me to help you?" you questioned, tilting your head to the side with a cocked brow.

"Thought it'd be fun," he answered, turning to his left to take the rolling pin out of the cupboard. "Besides, I can trust you not to break or burn anything. I'll be doing most of the heavy lifting anyways, I mostly just wanted you to help decorate." He explained, piling the dough into a glass and transferring it to a clean countertop, dusted with flour. "Of course, if there's something else you'd rather be doing-"

"No, I'd love to help!" you confirmed, a bit to eagerly. He laughed at your enthusiasm as he began to roll the dough into a sheet that you could cut shapes into.

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Your tongue poked out to go along with your laser focus as you very carefully cut out the shape of a straw hat with a sharp knife. "Ya know, I gave you cookie cutters for a reason?" Sanji snickered, leaning on the counter to watch you, a master at work.

"Shh," you hissed with furrowed brows. "Just watch." Once you were finished, you delicately lifted the piece, before laying it down on the head of one of the gingerbread men you'd cut out. You then pressed the seams together with your fingers, smoothing out the indent.

"Luffy?" he asked, amused with your antics.

"Yep!" you chirped, laying the captain on the baking sheet. "How does he look?" you asked with a gleaming smile. He thought for a moment, before kneeling down and pulling at the figures arms until the were stretched beyond normal limits.

"That's better," he remarked, pleased with himself for his sense of humor.

"Hey!" you protested with a huff. "You messed him up!"

Sanji simply rolled his eyes at you and grabbed a cutter before sinking it into the dough. "C'mon, let's hurry and get these things in the oven before the dough goes bad."

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The aroma of spiced molasses and confectioner's sugar filled the kitchen, leaking out into other nearby areas of the ship as the cookies began to rise in the oven. While they were baking, Sanji took it upon himself to whip a batch of homemade icing, before distributing it into small bowls, and tasked you with coloring each one while he set the cookies on the cooling rack. When he turned back to you, he stopped short before snorting into his hand, heartily laughing at the sight before him.

There you stood with food dye and icing covering your apron and shirt, a little even in your hair. "Help..." you muttered, looking at him with pitiful begging eyes.

"Mon dieu," he sighed, playfully shaking his head before approaching you to tie your hair with a rubber band, making sure that it was completely brushed from your face. "Fille malpropre."

"Hey," you whined. "I told you not to talk shit about me in French! You know I can't understand it..." You huffed, crossing your arms and huffing.

"Toutes les choses douces, mon cher." he sighed, gazing over you lovingly. "Don't pout, c'mon, let's finish the cookies."

You nodded in agreeance as he turned to retrieve the tray, carrying it over to the icing station you'd created. Once there, he immediately grabbed a circular one, dipping it into the bowl of blue icing, before laying it down in front of him. After, he took a spatula to scoop some of the excess white into a piping bag, before kneeling down to focus. You watched in amazement as he masterfully painted an intricate snowflake onto the treat, before carefully playing it back onto the try to dry.

"Wow..." you gasped, still surveying the quality of his work. "That's so pretty, Sanji! How'd you learn to do that?"

"Merci," he laughed with a wholehearted grin. "It's something I learned on the Baratie. It's a pretty simple technique, actually."

Your eyes widened with equal parts wonder and excitement. "Do you think you could teach me?!"

He thought for a moment before smiling. "Don't see why not." Ignoring the warm feelings in his chest, he stepped behind you again, his time to guide your hands as you filled in your Luffy cookie's arms and torso with red icing. "There, see? It's not hard." he encouraged, letting you go to finish on your own, with his super vision of course. Once he was confident in your amateur skills, he grabbed another cooking to start decorating it.

After a few minutes of silence had gone by, he glanced over to once again, see your tongue poking out of your lips- a sign of your intense concentration. However, that wasn't what had piqued his interest. What had, was the small splotch of yellow icing on your cheek. He'd guessed that, when you were filling in Luffy's hat, you must have gotten a bit on your finger, and then touched your face, probably to stifle an itch or remove a strand of hair from your face. Either way, it bothered him enough to mention it.

"Ma fille désordonnée," he cooed, reaching out to you and catching your chin in the crook of his finger. "Laisse moi te nettoyer."

Your face flushed a bright pink hue as he embraced you, pulling you closer into him, and leaning deeply into your space. "S-Sanji?"

"Oui, mon petit?" he purred, his thumb grazing over your cheek, wiping away the sweetness from your skin, after which, he brought the digit to his lips, sucking it away. "Did you expect something different?"

"N-no..." you said curtly, shifting your gaze elsewhere, embarrassed at the notion that he would want anything else from you.

The irritation in your cheeks and plumpness of your pout hadn't gone unnoticed by Sanji, and he definitely planned to milk the moment for all it was worth. "Tu voulais que je t'embrasse, (Y/N)?" You weren't sure at all what he'd said, but you knew that the way your name rolled off his tongue felt divine, and so you absent mindedly nodded your head, simply entranced by him.

"In that case, all you needed to do was ask?" he confirmed, confidently claiming your lips with his, much to your surprise. You stood for a moment, frozen against him, before you melted under his touch once again.

After a moment, he pulled away, still holding you, the small of your back aligned with the countertop. "S-Sanji, I-" His fingertip flew up to your lips to shush you as he gazed at you lovingly.

"Merry Christmas, mon cher."

Translations:

"Mon dieu," = "My God,"

"Fille malpropre." = "Messy girl."

"Toutes les choses douces, mon cher." = "All sweet things, my dear."

"Merci," = "Thank you,"

"Ma fille désordonnée," = "My messy girl,"

"Laisse moi te nettoyer." = "Let me clean you up."

"Oui, mon petit?" = "Yes, my little one?"

"Tu voulais que je t'embrasse, (Y/N)?" = "Did you want me to kiss you, (Y/N)?"

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agereninjas · 8 months

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Bites, Bandaids, and Time-out

CW: Biting, bl00d mention, just general angst (but there is comfort too!!)

Also, at the end, there is a moment between Kai and Cole which can be read as either romantic or platonic! ♥

The first thing Kai heard when he stepped in was arguing, specifically, Lloyd and Jay arguing.

"You messed up on the mission! You could've got someone hurt!" "It's not my fault I made a mistake!" "It is your fault!"

Great. Just great. He thought that it would just be that; arguing. He couldn't have been more wrong, and he realized this as he heard Jay scream. He immediately rushed over and saw that Lloyd had tackled Jay to the ground and was digging his sharp teeth into Jay's arm.

"Lloyd, stop that!" Kai shouted and he pulled Lloyd off of Jay, giving him a clearer view of Jay's tear-stained face. He quickly put Lloyd on the couch and picked up Jay. "Lloyd, you're in time-out. Don't get off of the couch until I come back." Kai sternly said, Lloyd sticking out his tongue mockingly in response. Jay sniffled and buried his face into Kai's shoulder. Kai stepped out of the room and rubbed Jay's back as he whispered comforting words to Jay.

"Shh, shh. Jaybird, you're gonna be okay. I got you, I'm gonna take care of you."

He walked into the infirmary and set Jay down on the bed. "Let me take a quick look, bud." Kai said, Jay nodding in response. Kai took a look at the wound and bit his lip as he saw it. "Oh, that's pretty bloody." He whispered. He patted Jay's head and smiled at him.

"You're doing great, Jay. We're just going to rinse it, put some ointment on it, and put a few bandaids on it, okay?" Kai told Jay and carried him. Jay wiped away his tears with his non-injured arm and watched as Kai ran the wound under warm water. Kai then got the antibacterial ointment on the wound.

"You're being so brave, Jay. What kind of bandaid do you want?" Kai asked, watching as Jay chose the star-themed bandaids that the ninja kept around for when someone got hurt while regressed.

'Oh, he's regressed. Lloyd's probably regressed too.' Kai thought. He took out four bandaids and placed them over the wound, watching as Jay smiled and cheered up. "There you go, little guy. How old do you feel right now?"

Jay, after a moment of thought, seemed to have a 'lightbulb-over-the-head' moment. "Seven!" Jay responded, earning an exaggerated gasp from Kai. "Oh my goodness, I have such a big boy in my arms!" Kai playfully said, giving Jay a hug as he held him. Jay melted into the hug, Kai could almost feel Jay's smile. "Do you wanna hang out with Cole while I talk with Lloyd?" He asked. He (and pretty much everyone) knew that Jay was the most well-behaved around Cole, partially because Cole was his best friend, partially because he just like to screw with everyone else for fun.

"Yeah! We can play together, or talk, or color, or-" Jay continued on and on about all the things he and Cole could do while Kai carried him over to Cole's room. Cole was stretching on his bed, clearly a bit tired after the mission. "Hey, Cole, do you wanna hang out with this little guy while I have a little chat?" He questioned, Jay looking at Cole with a smile that was resting on Kai's shoulder. Cole smiled back and nodded. "Of course! C'mere, Bluebird." Cole picked up Jay from Kai's arms.

Kai walked out of the room, shut the door behind him, and headed straight to the living room. Lloyd was still sitting there, his head resting on his shoulders as he glared at Kai. "Lloyd, you know what you did was wrong, right?" Kai raised an eyebrow. Lloyd slowly nodded in response. Kai sighed and sat next to Lloyd. "So why did you do it?"

"'cus I was angry." Lloyd responded, looking the other way. "Did that give you an excuse to hurt Jay?" Kai asked. Lloyd huffed, staying silent.

"...No." He admitted after a moment. Kai's face cracked a small smile. He patted Lloyd's back. "Do you feel sorry?" He asked. He nearly almost regretted that question, as Lloyd nodded and tears formed in the corners of his eyes. "Hey, hey, hey, it's okay. You're not in big trouble, just time-out for another half hour." Kai explained, rubbing Lloyd's back to calm him down. Lloyd rubbed his eyes and nodded.

"I know, I jus' feel bad since I hurt Jay and he's my bes' friend." Lloyd told Kai, showing Kai just how upset he was.

"I know you feel bad, buddy, so is it alright if I stay with you until you're time-out is done?" Kai asked. Lloyd nodded in response, still trying to wipe away the tears until they stopped forming as he started to feel better.

Around ten minutes passed, and Kai heard a giggle from the hallway. He and Lloyd turned his head, and Jay was there, smiling. "Hey, kiddo, what're you doing here? I thought you were hanging out with Cole." Kai said as Jay rushed over, crawled onto the couch, and sat in between the two. "We're playing hide-and-seek, so I'm gonna hide with you guys!" Jay excitedly said in response. Kai looked over at Lloyd for a moment; he looked surprised and regretful. Kai knew what he had to do. He cleared his throat.

"Jay, I think Lloyd has something to tell you." He said, gesturing his hand to Lloyd. Jay looked over, and Lloyd gave a sheepish little smile. "Uhm...'m sorry for biting you. I was really mad, an' I made a bad mistake which hurt you." Lloyd thoughtfully said, making Kai wonder if Lloyd had been planning this apology for a bit. Jay stayed silent, looking at Lloyd for a few moments before smiling.

"It's okay! I mean, it's not okay that you bit me, but it's okay that you're apologizing! Wanna see my bandaids?" Jay showed off the bandaids on his arms, making Lloyd's face show both surprise and amazement. Kai chuckled and watched the boys talk and talk until Cole went into the room and let out a laugh as he plopped down next to Kai and watched the two little boys.

Kai looked over at Cole and chuckled. "Isn't Lloyd supposed to be in time-out?" Cole asked with a smile on his face. "Yeah, did Jay tell you that?" "Yep." "Figures. Should we make them a snack soon?" "Probably. It's getting a bit close to bedti-" "NO!" The two boys scurried out of the room.

"...Dangit." "You started it." Kai chuckled and lightly punched Cole's shoulder. "Don't start on that."

#fandom agere #ninjago agere #sfw agere #age regression #ninjago #caregiver kai #caregiver cole #age regressor lloyd #age regressor jay #fluff #hurt/comfort

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lesbianwriter · 1 year

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Hello there! I absolutely adore your writing! May I please have a detective trying to catch a notorious thief, only for her latest scheme to turn out to be a ploy to steal the detective herself?

Thank you so much (and don't forget to take care of your mental health)!

Thank you sm!! :)

”I’m close! I’m so close!” Detective exclaimed, pointing at the mismatch of colored lines sprawled on the board. “She left clues—I know where she’s gonna go next, you just have to back me up so the boss will believe me.”

“You’re delusional.” Sidekick shook his head. He took a bite out of his lunch and continued shaking his head, as if Detective were crazy…which was possible. “How do you even know the thief is a woman? You’ve been so dead set on your theories from the start, but everybody just thinks you’re insane for seeing things that we don’t.”

“You make it sound like I’m hallucinating.” Slumping down into her chair, Detective crossed her arms and let her eyes fly over the web of lines she had spent so long making.

“You practically are.” Sidekick shoveled another bite of his salad into his mouth. “I’m not backing you up on this one. If I do, I might as well file a resignation and pack up my office—and you know I worked so hard on it!”

“Why don’t you become an interior decorator then?” Detective huffed, rolling the chair from side to side.

She knew.

The thief had become notorious, stealing from museums, stores, banks, and from the rich elite of the city. Detective had been following her activity since the beginning when her boss had first discovered that the string of burglaries was all connected to the same person, and she knew that the thief was leaving clues, dropping them like flies on the crime scenes, and she knew where they were going to strike next.

Still.

Nobody believed her.

Even Sidekick, her partner since she very first started her job, wouldn’t back her up this time.

“You aren’t getting the boss to approve it, you just gotta understand that.”

“But I am right.” Detective insisted, making a gesture towards the board.

The record broke a long time ago, but she still had hope that someone would see that she wasn’t crazy or hysterical, but that she was right. Her theories were based in logical—and maybe a sprinkle of blind faith—but at its core was the fact that the thief had a pattern. One that Detective had unraveled.

—

Detective told herself she was going to stay home.

She was going to go to bed, stay under her covers, and then in the morning she’d get up to go to work and move on with her life.

…

But she couldn’t stop herself.

Breathing in heavily, she shoved her hands in her pockets and walked by the steps of the museum, but she didn’t walk up.

All she would do is check it out from the outside…clear her head before she finally gave up…

That was believable, right?

The imposing construction of marble was in perfect condition. Unchanged. Nothing broken. Everything was perfectly normal. Maybe she was wrong. Again. Her boss was and always had been right that she was crazy and that her theories were unfounded and based upon delusions.

“Took you long enough.”

Detective jumped, the hairs on her body standing up. “What?”

A woman was standing behind her, smirking.

“You’ve been very busy. I left all these clues, but I was starting to think that you ditched me.”

“So you did leave clues!” Detective gasped. The other raised her brows, and Detective swallowed. “Uhm…sorry.”

“No, don’t be sorry, Detective.” Thief smiled. “I’m the one that should be sorry for what’s about to happen.”

“Wha—“

Thief pressed a hand over the detective’s mouth, dragging her into the alleyway. Detective struggled, pounding her fists on the Thief and dragging her heels as she was manhandled into the dark shadows of the alleyway, but it turns out that when somebody spends lots of time breaking into places and stealing things, they get pretty strong.

“Shh, stop struggling.” Thief murmured. “I’m stealing you, darling. That’s what I’m going to steal tonight.”

A bite pinched in Detective’s neck, and though she twisted and struggled as much as she could, but it didn’t take long until she was slumped, limp, in Thief’s arms.

#detective x thief #my writing #lesbian writing #villain x detective #thank you for the ask!#<3

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michelleleewise · 2 years

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Secrets......

Pairing: Loki x plus-size reader

Warnings: self esteem issues, self deprecating behavior, mild swearing,

Summary: Sunday finally arrives....

Part 7-

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You spent the next few days in a an anxious frenzy. Since the night Loki came to the shop to help you you had sent random texts back and forth. Usually him telling you how much of an oaf his brother was, or how annoying stark was. You couldn't help laugh at how adamant he was. You were finishing work on Saturday when you phone went off again...

You smiled knowing he wanted to make sure you made it home. "Hey, sorry I couldn't make it in the other night." You heard Sandy as she came in. "Oh no worries, I understand, you actually kinda did me a favor." You said winking at her. She just looked confused and walked back out. You text Mel telling her you would pick up dinner on the way home, grabbed your purse and were out the door.

You walked in the door, bags in hand "mommy! Your home!" You heard Emma yell as she barreled into you. "Hi angel! How was your day?" You asked heading to the kitchen. "Aunt Mel and I went to the park again." She smiled as you put her on the counter. "Oh, did you see anyone?" You asked pulling the food out. "Yes, the man with the metal arm." She smiled "his name is Bucky angel." You laughed "yeah Bucky, and someone else." She said looking down. "Who else?" You asked "I can't member his name, he had long hair and rolled his eyes alot." She laughed.

"His name was Loki Emma." You heard Mel come in as your eyes widened. "Mel, you met Loki?" You asked whipping around. "Yeah, we went to meet Bucky and he was with him." She shrugged going through the food. "W...what did he say?" You asked "Mm not much, just looked kinda irritated, was on his phone alot." She said making you smile. "You....didn't mention me did you?" You asked leaning on the counter. "No, you asked me not to." She said.

"Mommy. The angry man can do magic!" You heard Emma "Oh, what kind of magic?" You asked. "He made sparkles come out of his hand!" She said excitedly. You looked at Mel "it was more like little fireworks." She laughed looking at Emma. "Emma could you go to the living room for a minute while we get dinner on the table?" She nodded as you set her on the floor and she took off. "Mel, you know that guy I told you about that helped me close the shop the other night?" You asked looking at her "Yeah, the one you've been texting nonstop." She laughed. "Yeah him, well....that's Loki." You winced looking at her. "What!" She yelled. "Shh, keep your voice down, I don't want Emma to know." You said looking to the living room.

"Aren't you having coffee with him tomorrow?" She asked. "Yeah, he still wants to, so that's something." You shrugged. "Y/n, I swear.." She almost growled. "Are you going to tell him about Emma?" She asked. "I'm not sure, I think it may be too soon to spring the whole I have a kid thing on him." You sighed. "Well, true.." She nodded. "I'll just see how things go. But if you see them again..." you started "i know, no telling." She smiled.

The next afternoon you were frantically getting ready for your date. Was it a date? Maybe you were reading too much into it, you thought. Deciding on jeans and a dark blouse you headed to the living room. "Is that seriously what your wearing?" You heard Mel ask. "Why, what's wrong with it?" You asked looking down. She walked around you "no...come on." She said dragging you back to your room. You sat on the bed as she dug through your closet "What if it's not a date?" You asked leaning forward on your knees. "How is it not?" She asked, tossing a black skirt and a lilac colored top at you. "Put those on, I'll be right back." She said rushing out the door.

You slipped the skirt on, it hitting just below your knee, and pulled the top on, the sleeves reaching just below your elbows and a bit past your waist. You went to the mirror, seeing the dark purple sequin flowers around your right shoulder. You turned to the side, feeling a bit self conscious about your profile. "Here, put these on." Mel said coming back handing you purple feather earrings. "This is a bit much don't you think?" You asked "Absolutely not! He won't know what hit him." She winked.

She made you sit while she did your makeup, laying your hair flat framing your face. "There, perfect." She smiled. You looked in the mirror again, you had to admit she did amazing. You sighed turning around. "Mel, you've seen him, he could have anyone, literally." You said looking down. "Y/n, You are the kindest, most loving person I know. Maybe he sees that too." She smiled rubbing your shoulders. "Now go, knock em dead." She smiled. You both headed to the living room "mommy! You look pretty!" Emma yelled running at you. You pulled her into a hug "Thank you angel. I'll be back in a bit." You kissed her. "Ok, love you mommy." She smiled "love you the most." You smiled back. You took. Deep breath and left for the coffee shop.

You pulled up, sitting in the car attempting to gather your nerve. You looked into the window, seeing Loki sitting in a booth, wearing his all black suit, fidgeting with something in his hand. Is he nervous? You thought, taking a deep breath "I CAN do this, just be yourself, you'll be fine." You talked yourself up. You got out, straightening your skirt, and headed inside. Your eyes met the instant you went in "Darling, over here." He smiled getting up. "Sorry im late, traffic was a nightmare." You smiled. He grabbed your hand "You look absolutely lovely." He smiled kissing your hand. "Flattery will get you everywhere." You laughed nervously "I hope so." He winked as he motioned towards the booth.

You sat talking for what must have been hours. He told you about his adopted father who you wanted to punch in the face, about his mother, his turbulent relationship with his brother. "So, your a prince then? You and thor?" You asked. "Yes, well Thor is king. Since the destruction of Asgard, our people live in New Asgard, in Norway. We go once every couple of weeks to make sure things are taken care of." He smiled. "Enough of me, tell me about yourself y/n." He looked at you. "Oh, there's not much to tell, when I graduated I went to culinary school, got my degree and worked to open the shop. I lost my mother when I was a teenager, and my father......well let's just say he wasn't fond of me." You looked down.

"Why ever not? Your wonferful." He smiled "well, you see, he.....he wanted a son, and as you can see..." you motioned to yourself "that's not what he got, so.." you shrugged. "That's......terrible." he sighed "eh, it is what it is, I've accepted that's how he is and moved on." You sipped your coffee. "So, y/n, there is something I wanted to ask you of I may?" He said looking down. "O..ok. whats that?" You asked. "Are you, well currently are you..." he sighed looking at you, he really did look nervous. "Are you seeing anyone?" He asked clasping his hands together. You looked at him a minute "umm no, no I'm not." You said not breaking eye contact with him, he seemed relieved. "Well y/n. I was wondering, if you would allow me to court you?" He asked smiling. "What does that mean?" You asked unsure. "Oh, um I believe here you call it dating?" He smiled again.

You stared at him for a minute, processing his question. "You....want to date.....me?" You asked raising your eyebrows. "Well yes of course, that's why I asked." He said still looking at you. You looked down. "Are you sure?" You asked. "y/n, I couldn't be more sure, so...?" He asked looking at you. "Umm, yes. I'd like that very much." You smiled.

You finished your coffee and you both walked outside. "Can I give you a ride back to the tower?" You asked looking up at him. "I don't want to trouble you." He smiled "no trouble, get in." You smiled. You pulled up turning the car off to face him "I had a really nice time Loki." You smiled. "I did as well, I am excited to get to know you better" He smiled back. You looked down, pulling on the hem of your skirt "y/n, may i?" He asked making you look up as he brushed his fingers over your cheek. You saw his eyes dart to your lips then back. You leaned forward, doing the same as he inched closer. "Yes." You breathed as his lips slowly touched yours. Your hand grabbed his wrist as you tilted your head, pressing your lips to his.

You felt him tilt his head the other way as he deepened the kiss. The feeling of his lips slowly moving against yours was electric, his hand moved to the back of your head as you felt his tongue gently run across your bottom lip, you opened your mouth, allowing his tongue to slowly tangle with yours as he held your head in place. You slipped your tongue into his mouth hearing him moan, you decided that was your favorite sound. He slowly pulled back, sucking on your lip as he did. He smiled that beautiful smile again and you couldn't help the blush you were sure was all over your face. "May I come see you at the shop tomorrow?" He asked holding your hand. "Yes. I'd like that." You stared into his eyes. "Let me know when you make it home" he said kissing your hand. "I will." You sighed. He stood outside, waving as you drove off.

You made it home, seeing Mel on the couch. "Hey. Emma tried to wait for you but she passed out. Too much fun at the park. How was your date?" She asked as you plopped in the chair. "It was.....amazing." You said touching your lips, still feeling his on you. "I'm gonna head to bed. I'll see you in the morning." You said getting up. You changed into your pajamas, going straight to bed, curling in the blanket Loki gave you. You text him to let him know you made it safe, and you both said goodnight. You rolled over, inhaling the scent of the blanket, smiling as you dreamt of him.

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strscrossed · 5 months

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Can you make a ficlet about nanny Mikasa taking care of widower Eren's youngest son?

sure can! eren's working from home but he can't watch the kids so that's where nannykasa comes in! for context: max is his eldest son and leo is his youngest. max is 6 and leo is 2.

The Jaeger boys were by no means easy, but Mikasa adored them anyway. Thankfully, Max had started school so he would be gone till the mid-afternoon. Mikasa smiled as she sat on the floor of the nursery, watching little Leo pick up a toy.

"What color is that dinosaur?" Mikasa asked, gently.

"Gween!" the boy squealed happily.

"Very good!" Mikasa clapped, causing the child to beam. "Just like your eyes!"

The boy started to growl and roar as he imagined a dinosaur would but Mikasa motioned at him to be quiet.

"Shh, daddy is working, you don't want to disturb him do you?"

The little boy shook his head and offered Mikasa another one of his dinosaurs. He was good at listening and never had to be told more than once what to do. So, maybe he was a little easier than his brother but it didn't matter.

She enjoyed the time she spent with this family. She'd been fresh out of college when she found this job from a job posting. It was a young widower with two boys, aged 5 and 18 months needing a nanny. She didn't think she had a chance considering the family and how competitive it probably would be. The interview went well enough, she thought. Eren Jaeger wasn't an easy man to talk to or interview with. His whole demeanor was just intense though she couldn't really blame him in that instance. He liked her enough to give her the job and over a year later, she was still their live in nanny.

She adored this family and maybe it was a little unprofessional but she started to think of them as her family. After all, she was raising them.

And little Leo liked to show off. When he was done playing with his dinosaurs, he made sure she watched as he placed his toys back in the toy box.

He started playing with his trucks and Mikasa gently reminded him not to make so much noise.

The thing about the terrible twos were that he had so much energy but he tired himself out very easily. He rubbed his eyes.

"Sleepy?"

"Nooooo," he said.

"Hmm, I think you are. Time for a nap."

He wanted to protest but when Mikasa scooped him up, he didn't bother. He was sound asleep when she reached his room and tucked him into the sheets. She kissed the top of his head.

Through the whole thing, she felt a presence behind her.

"Yes, Mr. Jaeger?" she asked, quietly. "I'm sorry, I was just setting Leo down."

The man leaned against the door frame. Since he was working from home, he hadn't bothered changing out of his t-shirt or pajamas. He hadn't bothered to shave either. His muscular arts were on full display and Mikasa had to mentally slap herself to make herself behave.

Sure he was hot, but he was her employer!

"You do a good job with him," he told her. And he gave her one of his rare smiles. She might've melted if she had less control. "But no, I didn't need anything. There's still time before Max gets off school, would you like to have lunch with me?"

Lately, he'd been asking her to eat with him or stopped to chat with her whenever he could. Again, Eren Jaeger wasn't an easy person to get to know but he seemed to relax around her.

"I would love to."

She might've imagined it, but there was a slight red tinge to his cheeks as he turned around and headed down to the kitchen...

#answered #nannykasa #ficlet #eremika

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drakendaydreams · 2 years

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Happy Birthday to Draken! 🎉 How about surprising him with a new lingerie set after his birthday party? 👀

No one can tell me that Draken doesn't enjoy a nice lingerie piece... and when he's had enough of every other human being besides you this will just be the icing on the cake. 👏 This one got away from me a little bit... but enjoy.

TW: smut, unprotected sex, 18+ content, offensive language (swearing), breeding kink, x fem!Reader, lingerie wearing, pet names (baby, baby girl, good girl, my love), dacryphilia, minors dni

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As the party died down you made your way into the bedroom, your surprise for him waiting for him in the new box on the dresser. You still hadn't figured out how he hadn't opened it yet. Usually, Kenny kept his eye out for things like that, and he didn't have anything against opening that stuff up.

You took a deep breath as you heard his smoky voice ringing through the living room as you realized he was dismissing the last of the guests. Kenny had hated parties like this when they were centered around him, but you had put in so much work to make this happen and who was he to shoot that down.

You slipped out of the clothes you were currently in and into the thin fabric of the lingerie that you had chosen. His favorite color, his favorite type of material, it would be his new favorite piece. You could already tell before he even saw it.

The sound of shuffling feet in the hallway after a little shuffling of bottles and cups from the kitchen told you that he was coming your way. And the loud groan told you that he was headed for the bedroom, the signature groan saved for when he pulled his arms over his head and stretched.

You sat on the edge of the bed and crossed one leg over the other, watching the door as the handle slowly turned. Kenny had expected you to be in bed, you usually never shut the door unless you were already in it. One foot stepped through the door and you braced yourself, his dark eyes wandering toward your figure in an instant. You stopped him in his tracks, the sight of the clothing that you wore making him swallow hard. Two seconds ago he had been exhausted, ready to quit for the day, but now... now he was ready to take on the world again.

"What's- what's all this, baby?" Kenny's eyebrows raised as he leaned against the doorframe, his tongue running across his lips. "Because it sure looks like heaven to me."

You sunk your teeth into your lip and stood, stepping close to him as your hands reached out to grab onto the front of his shirt. You balled the material up in your hands and hummed in contentment. "It's just a little something that I thought would be the perfect birthday present. Thought you might enjoy it."

Oh, he was enjoying it... he was enjoying it very much. The way it hugged your hips, the way your ass looked so prominent in it for him, the way it squeezed your breasts just right and gave him the perfect view. This was better than any birthday gift that he had received before. "You didn't have to do all this, baby. You know I love you no matter what."

You tugged on his shirt, his body moving with your commands despite the usual fight that he would put up. The back of his legs hit the edge of the bed, his body stopping in its tracks as your hands slid down his sides. Your fingers gripped the waistband of his jeans, unzipping them in a second as you followed it by pulling them down his legs. You shushed him, today was about him, he had no need to move a muscle. "Shh, don't worry about it, Kenny. Today... today is your day. You don't have to lift a finger."

Your hands slid the front of his underwear down, his erection standing for you and you nudged him. Kenny's body sat on the bed behind you, the way your hips straddled him as you moved over his figure making his head fall back. A guttural moan slipped from him as you ran your hips over him, his bulge pressing against your clit perfectly through the nearly non-existent panties. "Fuck, baby. Don't make me fucking ask for more."

A small chuckle left you as you felt his cock twitch against you. You wouldn't keep him waiting. At least not today. You lifted your hips, guiding his thick girth underneath you, rubbing his tip against your entrance just to watch his eyes roll into the back of his head. "Happy birthday, my love."

You lowered yourself onto him, slowly taking every inch of him as he split you apart. Kenny's hands rest on your hips, a breathy groan filling your ears as he pushed his hips up to meet yours. Your pace was slow, letting your cunt adjust to him, his nails digging into the soft skin on your sides. "Fuuuuuuck, baby girl."

The more you adapted to him the quicker your hips moved and the tighter his grip grew. The sound of skin slapping against skin filled your bedroom, your hands gripping his shoulders as you used them to lift yourself farther. You tried to keep control as long as you could, but you knew Kenny better than anyone, and that wasn't something that he would let happen for long.

Before you knew it his hands were doing the work, your protests to let you do it falling on deaf ears as he help you up. His hips pounded against yours, the sigh of your breasts bouncing in front of him giving him immense pleasure. His cock bullied your cervix, hitting every spot just right as he found that one sensitive one inside your walls. Tears pricked the corners of your eyes as your body grew weaker and weaker, barely able to hold yourself up as he took a fistful of your hair.

Your entire being was blank as you focused on nothing but the euphoria that flooded your veins and the way he sounded so damn alluring with every groan and moan that dropped from his mouth. Kenny's voice was raspy as he chased his high, your quivering walls about to send him over the edge as he egged you on. "So fucking good for me, baby. So damn tight. Gonna stuff you right full of my cum when I'm done with you. That's my birthday gift to myself."

Kenny reeled as he watched the tears fall from the corners of your eyes, the sobs that filled his ears making him completely lose himself. Your cunt clenched around him as he unloaded himself inside of you, painting your walls white. He watched as white rings from the mixture of your slick and his seed formed around his cock, nothing but praise falling for you as he held your body tight to his. "That's my good girl. Gonna make you such a good mommy. What a fucking birthday gift, yeah?"

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anakinspraisekink · 11 months

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Your wlw obikin fics are so delightful and sexy. They're stuck in my head forever (yay)

Thank you so much!! They are completely self-indulgent so I'm always very glad when others like them too hehe 🩷🩷 and more is coming!!

Just for you, here is an unedited snippet of the sequel to my canonverse wlw obikin fic (that has been a wip for way too long but shh) 💕

Just as Obi-Wan raises her mug to her lips to take a long drink, Anakin flips the curls out of her face and undoes the ties of her long outer robe. She lets the front fall open, revealing the only thing she's wearing underneath, the pretty lingerie she'd picked out for the occasion. Anakin chose this one because she knows Obi-Wan likes the color of it against her skin, and she is sure that the soft pink lace currently matches the flush that's washing over her body.

Obi-Wan promptly chokes on her tea at the sight.

"Anakin, you walked around the Temple like that?!" Obi-Wan asks incredulously, sounding so surprised that it makes Anakin giggle.

"Don't worry, no one saw me. And besides, I kept myself tightly wrapped up, just for you." Anakin lets her robe slide down one shoulder slightly, enjoying how Obi-Wan visibly swallows at the sight. "Are you acting so affronted because you're worried about propriety, or are you just feeling jealous at the thought that others besides you could have seen me like this?" Anakin smirks, thinking she has the upper hand because of Obi-Wan's reaction to how she looks.

But Obi-Wan gives a fleeting smirk of her own and ignores Anakin's teasing, as she so often does. Obi-Wan then moves past her, setting her mug down on the caf table and then sitting on the sofa. Obi-Wan relaxes back with ease, propping up one leg on top of the other and looking quite composed besides the unfiltered want still flooding their bond. She gestures at Anakin who's still simply standing there.

"Well, let me see you then, darling."

#and to everyone else i swear more fics are coming #life just continues to be life so its a bit slow :(#wlw obikin #asks #claire's stuff

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yoko-ni · 2 years

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Minors / ageless will be blocked.

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You knew this was destined to happen. You knew this was coming, yet at the same time a feeling of surprise still overtook your senses and governed your body from moving from where your feet were rooted. He was only meters away, no longer technicolored as you remember him, but now almost discolored and... Bloody. The discoloration was probably from the dim remainder of light in the room, or so you had hoped. So with that out of the way why don't we ask ourselves this: how did you end up here? Where even was this mysterious setting you've found yourself in, dear reader? Well perhaps we simply need to jog your memory back up to speed. Allow me.

This man before you, the same one you once thought was a hallucination.. He was the reason you were in this distant colorful schoolroom, standing before your friend and now foe. He had woken you up, accompanied you to your place of work, and even dissuaded you from Ian despite how badly you missed the old days. The past days of snowy walks to school, your first dance, your first kiss, and abandoned plans of a joint future. This technicolored clown had dissuaded you from many of your friends and coworkers, lulled you to sleep with soft words of reassurance and comfort, promised you the very sun, the moon and its stars in all of their millenia of light, who drew you in with affections and praise galor, who was now asking you to make the ultimate sacrifice: To sacrifice your very life, and your place in your world, to remain with him in this.. childishly educational world stored inside of that VHS. That old, red VHS tape... Had it not been for the old tape falling off of a shelf that fateful day you wouldn't have had all of these mishaps. Had you not been curious, Ian and Shaun would still be okay. I'd like to think the blame isn't entirely on your shoulders though, dear ____, maybe he revealed the tape to you himself. Maybe he used the little power he had, to simply push the tape out and into your perception.

But enough with the focal contemplations of past action: You bit the apple, and now you're reaping the fruit of your actions and his deceit. Jack was... Bloody. No, that was a far understatement. He looked off in the way the dead do at a wake, how even as they lay preserved and clean you can still tell the little blood in their veins has stopped running through their bodies, that their clocks have stopped. He seemed to have some sort of wound at his head, maybe even somewhere another wound could be found at his torso given the amount of blood covering his normally clean and prestine primary colored attire. His eyes.. Those same eyes you had sometimes found yourself staring into for just a minute too long, those dark doting eyes that somehow were always filled with light of adoration and ambitious optimism, were pale, almost not even there. But his smile still remained all the same as he extended a gloved hand towards your paralyzed body-

That's right, you were lured into this world inside his tape: this.. "Setting". The only source of light was from a static screen bathing the long-forsaken schoolroom in a grey toned display. You could even just faintly see a long dried pool of blood close by. No doubt belonging to Jack, you figured. Speaking of, he finally shattered the silence with a softened smile.m despite his now ghostly appearance.

"Shh, it's okay. I know this is a lot to think about, but you're all I need and you know that. There's only one sun in my sky, and that's you."

He stepped closer, the static began to clear.

"Aren't I your North star? That's right.. I'll guide you."

His arms were now held open. Would you dare to run into them like before?

"None of the other stars can do what I can.."

The static had stopped somewhere in between his words casting a more focused light in the room. And as terrified as you were, that same fuzziness began to cloud your brain and with it your better judgment. Was it really the right choice? To throw away your life, life itself, for this one person?

Your life before wasn't the best: You worked a crappy job at a busy yogurt chain, your childhood sweetheart and who you thought was your soul mate was still gone, and even Shaun had left at some point. Come to think of it... No one has still found either of them yet. Did they really just up and leave on their own?

But with Jack, you were loved. Appreciated. He woke you up, kept you company and looked after you when everyone else had left. He kept his word to never leave your side, and did his best to keep you on your feet and operating when the worst of your circumstances dawned on your reality. Was he as bad as he seemed right now?

Hello! I haven't wrote anything in almost 2 years. This game has a very small Fandom, and after viewing a playthrough on YouTube on my dash, I've become invested in where this technicolor clown is going to lead us.

If you're already following, hello! I don't speak much or post if not at all, if you are under 18/ageless I will be purging and blocking :( it's nice to finally meet you all though, sorry for being scared to say hello!

It's not weird to say that a clown revived my love for writing, right? I hope not *lol. Anywho, I hope you guys will tag along for this fic of mine, and if you guys like what you've read please consider sharing/reblogging/following! Thank you for supporting my return to writing :)

#something's wrong with sunny day jack #swwsdj #sunny day jack #jambeebot #sunny day jack x reader #I hope yall dont mind the reference to the snippet posted by Jambeebot :D #If anyone regognizes the art this written off of you get a gold star

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