#Ooh I'm gonna be watching the shit out of that later

[zepskies]

Hey could I please request headcanons for how Dean would react to reader texting him "she's busy" as a joke, yk kind of like

Dean: Hey baby

Reader: She's busy

I really hope this makes sense and isn't so confusing 😭😭

Ooh I think I know what you mean. 😏

Pairing: Dean Winchester x F. Reader Word Count: 850

Imagine: Texting Dean when he's on a hunt.

Once again, Dean sighed while he waited on his brother.

They were stopped at a 7-Eleven gas station after a hunt, but Dean had long ago filled up Baby's tank. Sam was inside, grabbing a few snacks for the road tomorrow. Supposedly.

Dean fished out his phone from his pocket and texted him.

Hey, Driving Miss Daisy. You good in there?

A couple of minutes later, Sam responded.

Yeah, just getting a few things.

Dean rolled his eyes. Right.

For half an hour? What, you taking a shit or something?

Sam's response was testy, just as Dean predicted.

Dean, give me a minute. Jesus.

Dean sighed, with a roll of his eyes. He scrolled back into his texts and found your name. He was a couple of states over from Lawrence, but still within the same timezone. You should still be awake back at the bunker.

He decided he wanted to hear your voice, let you know that he and Sam were going to catch one more night of rest here at the motel before they made the long drive back home.

But...you didn't answer when he called.

Weird. You were typically a night owl, either watching something or plugging away at your laptop. He tried texting you instead.

Hey, baby. You up?

He eventually saw the three gray dots pop up. You were typing...

She's busy.

Dean frowned. What the hell?

Had you invited someone over? Like Jody or Donna?

But neither of them would've replied like that...so he texted back.

Stop messing around.

Dean tried calling you again, but it went directly to voicemail this time. In came another text from "you."

She'll call you back, dude.

Dean's jaw ticked with annoyance. And despite himself, unease began to creep in and churn his stomach.

What the fuck is this?

She's in the shower. I'll tell her to call you back, no worries.

All right. WHO is this?

Ooh, are you the boyfriend? Yikes lol.

A deep, slow breath made it through Dean's nose. He closed his eyes, counted to ten, reminded himself that he did, in fact, love you.

Then he responded.

Babe, if you don't call me in the next 30 seconds, there's gonna be hell to pay when I get home.

Dean checked his watch and actually counted. About ten seconds passed before his phone rang with an incoming call...from you. He answered.

"Promise?" came your teasing voice. When it ended on a giggle, Dean rolled his eyes and rested his head back on the seat. He blew out a frustrated breath.

"Oh, trust and believe. You're gonna fuckin' get it this time," he said, though his lips curved on a reluctant smirk. You full on laughed at him then.

"You make it too easy," you replied.

He knew this. It wasn't the first time you'd teased him, and he knew it wouldn't be the last.

Still, he couldn't help being a bit irritated this time.

"You know, how would you like it if I did that to you?" he asked. "Wouldn't be so fucking funny then, would it?"

"...Okay. You're right. I'm sorry, baby," came your more contrite voice. But he could still hear your smile. Could imagine the way you might soothe a hand along his arm, if you were here.

"How about I make it up to you?" you offered.

That worked a slow smirk onto his face. "Yeah? What did you have in mind?"

For the next few minutes, you purred into his ear about all the things you'd been thinking of while he was gone. Daydreaming about the talents of his hands, lips, and tongue.

In particular, you reminded him about a certain birthday wish that he still hadn't claimed from a couple weeks ago, when he and Sam got wind of this hunt.

Two weeks really was too damn long, in your opinion. (He agreed with you.)

Now with a half-straining bulge in his jeans, Dean licked his lips and tightened his hand on the leather wheel of the car.

"All right. Sounds like a plan to me, sweetheart," he said, deceptively breezy. As if you'd just told him you planned to make tacos for dinner.

"When are you getting home?" you asked.

He heard the tone of your voice, like black silk. It sent a tendril of heat down his spine, raising the hairs on his forearms.

"Tonight," Dean said. Deeper, a note of gravel in his words. "I'll see you tonight."

"Good." Once again, he heard the smile in your voice. "I love you."

He sighed, and raised a hand to card through his hair.

"Love you too...even though you play too fucking much," he muttered the latter bit.

Your laughter once again reached his ears, reluctantly making him smile.

He hung up with you just before Sam finally opened the passenger seat door and climbed in with two hefty grocery bags. Did he do a whole damn shopping spree in there?

...Whatever. Dean shook his head and started the car.

"Change of plan," he said. "We're heading home."

"What? Thought we were gonna catch a few hours of sleep. It's a long drive, Dean," Sam said, earning his brother's gaze.

"Yeah, well, you'll live," Dean snarked. A more devious grin spread across his face. "I've got a date."

And she's about to get punished.

The Impala's tires screeched as Dean pulled out of the parking lot and onto the main road.

AN: Ha! This one was fun. 😘 Thanks for the prompt!

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[stinkysam]

Buggy the Clown - So no head ?

Warning : nsfw, mouth fucking

Genre : smut

Synopsis : "One thought that won't get out of my head about Buggy, in the scene where he keeps annoying everyone/scaring Usopp while he's making explosives, what if the reader decides to "give the guys a break from the annoying clown" by going on a walk with him, but really it's just an excuse to get some time alone with Buggy and uhh get some head, pun intended ;) Bonus points if reader promises to return the favor once Buggy gets his body back." -anon

Reader : male (he/you)

A/N : Part TWO

-cis women dni-

Today had been a tough day for the clown. Spending most of it in a sandy bag or with unfriendly captors.

"Hey ! Morning champ !" Buggy laughed as Zoro arrived.

"I know Luffy made a deal with you to find Arlong, clown, but if this is another one of your tricks-" Zoro warned.

"What are you gonna do ? Bleed on me ?" The clown said, laughing again before Zoro grabbed him by his bandana to hold him above the sea, ready to throw him out.

"Whoa, whoa, wait, whoa, whoa, whoa ! What ! Because I said bleed on me ? You can bleed on me if you want ! I mean, a deal's a deal, all right ? You want your map back, I want my bodyyy." He quickly spat, laughing once more.

"How do we know you're not leading us to a trap ?"

"Zoro, buddy, honors amongst pirates, right ? C'mon I can sing a nice sea shanty to pass the time ! Ooh there once was a girl with tangerine hair," unbothered Zoro moved back toward the barrel. "Stole my map and left me stranded somewhere, truly a crafty and crooked young lass," Usopp opened it for Zoro to put him inside. "But you can't deny she had a spectacular- Aw ! Right on my nose !" He yelled as he fell inside the barrel before Zoro closed it.

If only it had stopped there. But soon he was put back in the dark and humid sandy bag. Ew. Really ? Couldn't you or someone on the crew dry it a bit ? He's not asking for cushions and blankets, you could at least put him somewhere not sandy. No ? Ugh. Boor.

Then, later, his abuse, as he would call it, continued.

He watched as Usopp worked on his explosives, hands shaking as focused to not spill anything.

"Tick, tick, tick, tick, tick, tick, tick, tick, tick, tick, tick, BOOM !!" The clown yelled, laughing as Usopp jumped, along with everyone in the room.

"Yeah I'm gonna get some air." Nojiko announced as you watched her leave.

"Can you just… be quiet ?" Asked Usopp, hoping to get some peace. He was clearly stressing out of his mind.

"Aw, come on. Where's the fun in that ?" The clown teased, enjoying himself as Usopp's hands shook more. "Do you really think your little toys can get through the skin of a fishman ?" He asked quietly, his eyes never leaving him.

"These are smoke bombs."

"Smoke ? That's rich… Makes me think of how long it's been since I've had any smoked fish." He gulped, imagining the taste in his mouth. God, he was so hungry.

"Maybe if you guys had some extra ?" He looked at Sanji. "Please ?"

You watched them, waiting for any of them to get him something but none moved.

"Ah, screw you guys ! Arlong's gonna bite the shit out of you anyway ! You know you don't stand a chance against him and his army. And you dumb pieces of garbage, you ain't gonna do anything against that stupid- mmhf mh" before he could continue Sanji had pushed a full tangerine in the clown's mouth, shutting him up efficiently.

"New guy shuts up the clown head."

Buggy tried to cough it out, to say something but couldn't, struggling with the fruit in his mouth.

"Okay, enough." You said, getting up from the table and pulling the tangerine out of Buggy's mouth, ignoring Sanji's and Usopp surprised stare.

"Puh ! Thanks handsome." He said with a wink, clicking his tongue after stretching his jaw.

"Let me take care of him. You're coming with me."

"I'm gonna eat ?" Buggy said with wide excited eyes before squinting them at you.

"Kinda."

"What are you planning ? What's your deal." He asked, suspicious. All of the strawhats avoided him, already annoyed by him before even having said something, even the new guy couldn't stand him anymore and suddenly one of them was down to keep him ?

Smells like bullshit to Buggy.

"Yeah, [Name]. What's up ?" Usopp asked, no longer focused on his explosives.

"You guys are clearly on your toes around him for whatever reasons so I'll keep him, I don't care."

"Whatever reason ?" Repeated Sanji.

"Why ? [Name]." Usopp asked, confused.

You shrugged.

"I like him. He's fun."

"You hear that boys ? I'm fun ! Clearly a taste you lack."

"He's fun ?" Repeated Usopp, frowning. Really, he wasn't getting it.

Buggy smiled and laughed loudly as Zoro walked back inside with Luffy.

"What's going on ? Why is it laughing like that ?" Zoro asked.

"It ?" Buggy said, immediately stopping laughing.

"[Name] wants to keep the head." Usopp immediately answered, speaking over the clown.

"[Name] said he likes him." Sanji added, making you scoff. These two…

"Look at him, he's all cute." You said, grabbing his head to rub your cheek against his. You and Buggy smiled together awkwardly with your teeth showing, wide eyed, as if you were trying to smile for the first time ever. Was that your way of trying to be convincing ?

Zoro and Sanji raised an eyebrow while Luffy and Usopp tilted their heads to the side.

"C'mon, guys, he has nobody, no body and stayed in a sandy bag, I would've been bored out of my mind as well. And pissy as fuck."

"He gets me !" Buggy said. A little bit more and there'd be fake tears as well. "And I'm not pissy ! I'm angry and hungry, I haven't eaten in-"

"Can't believe you're taking his side." Zoro simply said, ignoring him, crossing his arms.

"Well, call me too empathetic because I'm gonna care for the sad clown."

"Don't ignore me ! And I'm not a sad clown ! But I'm about to be ! Do you know the last time I ate something ?!"

Zoro hummed while looking at you, still ignoring him, he clearly wanted to say something more but deciding against it. He rolled his eyes and walked away. If you wanted hell then, who was he to stop you from getting it.

"Hey ! Stop ignoring me !"

You turned to face Buggy's head, he had a toothy smile, clearly forced and awkward.

"Don't overdo it or you go back in the sand bag."

"Ugh." Buggy grumbled, his smile falling, rolling his eyes. "Fine. Where are we going ?" He asked as you carefully held him up.

"Outside."

"Ah ?"

"I'm going to teach you how to be quiet." You said with a grin, ignoring your friends' confused stare. What did you mean by that ?

Buggy raised an eyebrow before a smirk invited itself on his face.

"Oh yeah ? And how are you gonna do that ?" He said as you exited the house.

You walked a bit, not too far from the house in case they still needed you but enough to be out of earshot and stopped. You sat down and placed Buggy next to you as you grabbed a tangerine.

He watched you, staring intently as you peeled it. Getting rid of the small white strings on it and opening it in small pieces.

"Here." You said pushing one piece against his lips, waiting for him to open his mouth. "This isn't smoked fish but that'll feed y-" you didn't have the time to finish your sentence that he was already eating it up.

"Don't care !" He said in between bites.

Buggy sighed as you made him eat the fruit, finally putting something in his belly after a couple days of not eating. It wasn't much but at least it was something.

"Hey, that's mine !" He yelled as you took a bite, the fresh juice flooding your mouth.

"My hands feed who they want. And right now, they wants to feed me."

"Oh come on ! I've been good ! Sweetheart !?"

"Okay, okay. You've been good." You said, patting his head as he tried to move it away.

You pushed the piece of tangerine back against his lips and he wasted no time eating it. Fearing you would take it away.

"I just wanted a taste, I'm not gonna steal it from you." You said with a small laugh.

"Coming from the person who stole my map, that's rich."

"Your map ?" You looked at him, amused at how he still called it his when it never was to begin with. But before he could retort, you pushed another piece of tangerine in his mouth. He glared at you, debating whether he should try to bite you or not.

"Why are you feeding me anyway ? Not that I'm complaining." He watched you eat another bit of the fruit, sucking the juice in before chewing it.

"Told you. I like you." You said nonchalantly as you poked his forehead. One of his eyes twitched.

"Like me, huh ?" He couldn't believe you.

"Yeah you're cute." You continued, without hesitation as you smiled at him. He stared at you and for a second he was glad his body wasn't there or he would've fallen into pieces at your comment. He tried to regain his composure, clearing his throat and looking away while you still stared at him.

"I don't know if I would call myself cute bu-"

"Why wouldn't you ?"

Your question caught him off guard as he looked up at you. The answer seemed obvious though. His nose. Big round red nose right in the middle of his face. Hello ?

But he wouldn't tell you that. He's not gonna open up to you -or anyone- in the middle of no-fucking-where.

You grabbed his head so you would be face to face and tilted your head.

"Why wouldn't you be cute ?" You repeated. You had to be fucking with him. He chewed the inside of his cheeks, unsure of what to say or do. If he was more than a head he'd push you away but right now he couldn't do that. Only able to stare at you and be glad his heart is too far away for you to hear it beat loudly.

"You seemed upset when Luffy tried to touch your nose, is it about that ?" You finally asked and he looked at you with wide eyes. You better be careful with your words becau-

"I think it's a really cute nose." You said with a grin. "I like red."

That's… not what he had expected. Usually people laugh or grimace at his nose, they don't look at it as if it's… a good thing ? He blinks several time. He wants to retort something mean but nothing comes to mind.

"Can you put me down ?" He asks instead. You hum and do as asked, placing him back next to you.

You continued to give him the tangerine, taking a bite every now and then.

"Aahh" He opened his mouth, waiting for you to give him the last bit. You gave it to him and he thanked you while chewing it, glancing your way awkwardly. Shit, now he didn't know what to say.

"I'm not gonna give you head."

"What ?" You laughed, unable to believe you heard him right.

"Just because you fed me and complimented me doesn't mean you'll get to fuck me."

"Aw, bummer, I was looking to it." You said, still smiling.

"Well. You won't. Plus I'm just a head, so…"

"Buggy. Head." You said staring at him, hoping he'd get it.

"Yeah ? And ?"

"You're exactly what's required to give head. A head. Literally." You said and he stared at you.

"I'm still not gonna give it to you !"

"I wasn't asking ! I was just saying !"

"Aah !" He yelled, frustrated with the conversation and you laughed. "Let's stop talking about it !"

You nodded and stayed silent, your lips still curved into a smile. A minute or two passes before he talks again.

If he had a body, he'd be tapping his feet and pacing.

"Fuck now I can't stop thinking about it." He grumbled.

"Yeah me neither." You stared at each other unsure of what to do.

"Well, you have the dick, I don't, so… get on with it !"

You quickly got up and grabbed the head, pressing it between your legs.

He rubbed his face against your groin, using his nose to nudge against your growing hard on. He generally would've hated to use his nose like this, but he had no other choice, his hands being so far away and unable to touch you any other way. Your humming encouraged him to continue, wanting to hear more of your noises. Feeling your dick twitch inside your clothes against his skin.

You quickly pushed your shorts and your underwear to your feet and Buggy gulped as he breathed loudly at the sight of your dick standing up right in front of him. He looked at you for a second, a flash of uncertainty crossing his features. He was only just a head, after all. Wouldn't he need his hands to please you as well ?

"You're gonna do great, Bugs." You reassured him. "All I need is your mouth right now. And you clearly know how to run it."

He nodded and you smiled, caressing his face before pushing your thumb in his mouth. When you pulled it out, you let your thumb rub against his lipstick, smearing his make up more than it already was.

"C'mon, just get to it already !" He barked, making you snort.

You grabbed his head, pushing the tip of your cock inside his mouth, past his teeth. Feeling the wet and warm walls of his cheek against your sensitive skin.

His eyes never left yours as you slowly moved him up and down your length.

Your whole dick was inside him, tickling the back of his throat for a few seconds, resting there. You could tell he was trying not to choke with how his eyes shone with tears. His round nose was pushed against your pelvis.

"Good boy…" You cooed, voice slightly shaky. "Takin' all of me."

You pulled out and he let out a big huff, exhaling loudly with his tongue out. You wasted no time and pushed it back in with your cock. Making him hum in surprise.

"Ahh…" You let out, closing your eyes as your head hung back. You began to move Buggy's head faster, your hips rocking against his face with his chin pressing against your balls.

You could hear him choke on your dick, trying to breathe or to cough, or both at the same time. But you didn't stop, only to let him breathe from time to time.

Heavy strings of saliva connected the inside of his mouth to your dick as you pulled out, letting him inhale before pushing yourself back in. Making him choke loudly.

"Not- not too loud, or you'll get us caught. Is that what you want, Bugs ?" You breathed out and his eyes widened. The idea of possibly being caught lit something in him. Both wanting and dreading for this to happen.

You could hear the rest of the crew talk loudly and laugh inside the house, blissfully unaware you were fucking the head.

One noise too loud and they would know. Curiously looking outside for the source of it as he gags and chokes on you.

God, he didn't want you to stop, he wanted you to continue and use him as you please. Which you did, fucking his face roughly, smearing some of his make up onto your own skin.

You kept using his mouth as you moaned quietly, you could feel the flat of his tongue move against your cock, rubbing along the veins.

You slowed down despite wanting to go even faster, not wanting to cum just yet. Wanting the pleasure to last a little bit longer.

You allowed Buggy to regain some of his composure, breathing loudly as if he had been drowning. He coughed and cleared his throat loudly while you sighed.

"Fuck, love, you really don't play a-" You didn't give him the time to finish his sentence, pushing back his face against your dick for him to lick. Which he did.

You moved his head slightly to help him lick all of it, from your balls to your leaking tip before pushing yourself back inside his mouth, all the way in. This time he didn't gag.

While one hand remained behind his head to keep him in place, the other gently caressed him under his red and white bandana. You started to move when he tried to swallow around your dick, squeezing it deliciously in his warm embrace.

You found back your old pace rather quickly, fucking his mouth and his throat carelessly while he tried to suck more of it.

You came in his mouth, hot semen shooting down his throat as he choked trying to swallow it without biting your cock off. You remained still for a few seconds, his face pressed against you as you caught back your breath before pulling him out.

He coughed, spitting on himself a little bit as he regained his breath. He looked at you with tears in his eyes from choking so much, trying to blink them away. You helped him, gently and carefully wiping his eyes, grimacing as you smudged some of his make up.

"Oops."

"What ? What is it ?"

"Nothin'"

He huffed and you brought his head to your face, pecking his cheek delicately.

"I'll repay you, I promise." You said, pulling your shorts back on.

"You better ! I'm left all hot and fucking bothered here !"

In Arlong Park, some of the fishmen laughed at the sight of Buggy's body. Not because they found it particularly funny. Although it was. But because they noticed the tent in the clown's pants with wet stain as his hands struggled in their restraints, clearly wanting to do something about it but unable to.

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Just Hold On

Our Story Masterlist Summary: Harry takes care of YN.

Warning: grief, loss of a loved one, upset, crying

Four days. Four days of feeling helpless. Watching her cry, not knowing how to stop her pain. Harry was expecting her to shut herself away but he had read that grief hits people differently, which explains her constant movement as she cleaned and rearranged everything she could. It was almost like she was afraid to stop and be alone with her thoughts.

Cutting his thoughts, Harry’s phone rang from where it sat on the kitchen island 'Mum' it read.

"Hey Mum". Harry greeted as he pottered around the kitchen, moving some used cutlery to the sink to wash later.

"Hi darling..how's YN today?" Anne’s delicate voice spoke through the speaker.

"She's okay..I just feel so helpless..like I hate seeing her hurting" Harry’s voice was deflated, he needed his Mum’s wise words.

"Oh darling...I know it's heartbreaking..I just can't stop thinking about them all..and the little ones" Anne sympathised on the other end of the phone.

"Yeh..they don't quite understand..YN spoke with her grandparents earlier". Harry explained about Ernest and Doris.

"Poor babies..are you going to watch Louis tonight?".

"Yeh..yeh YN's just gone to get ready..I think he's so brave for doing it..but I know it's what their Mum would have wanted" He gently spoke to his Mum as he continued to pace around the room.

"She would have..she loved watching him perform..they're stong..YN and Louis I mean". Anne thought out loud.

"That's what I'm afraid of Mum..I'm like..I'm worried she's going to hold it all together and..and..I don't know crumble I suppose". Harry’s voice rambled his thoughts.

"Harry..that's where she's gonna need you...let her be strong for everyone else..she's probably going to hold it all together for her sisters and brother...but you be the one that holds her yeh”.

"Yeh..I didn't think of it like that".

"Look after her love...she's going to need you now more than ever". Anne’s words were wise.

"I'll always look after her Mum".

"I know you will...I love you darling...give YN a big cuddle from me".

"I will..I love you too Mum".

"Bye love".

After the conversation with his Mum, Harry could hear some music playing upstairs. Following the sound, he was led to YN standing in their bedroom looking at a black plain dress that was laid across the duvet, and he recognised ABBA playing from the speaker.

"Hey baby" Harry’s voice startled her.

"Shit...you scared me" YN laughed. Harry had missed her laugh. It was one of his favourite sounds.

"Sorry..I didn't mean to...Abba huh?”.

"I remember when I was younger...me Mum would be doing her make-up or whatever..in her bedroom and..um...we would all be in there with her and she'd always play ABBA...and we would all dance and I dunno..sorry it's silly". As YN spoke, Harrg moved closer to her so he could listen.

"Hey..it's not silly..if listening to music helps...then do it" Harry gently spoke as he wrapped his arms around her in comfort. As she leaned her head on Harry’s chest, he had an idea. "Alexa..play Dancing Queen".

"What are you doin'?" YN looked up at him with a confused expression.

"We're going to dance!” Harry stated like it was the most obvious thing.

"Bu-" YN began before Harry interrupted her.

"No buts!” Harry’s voice was deep.

Ooh You can dance You can jive Having the time of your life Ooh, see that girl Watch that scene Digging the dancing queen

And that's how they got ready that afternoon, dancing around in their bedroom, singing into hairbrushes and forgetting the world around them for a moment.

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Harry and YN were on their way to Fountain Studios, where Louis was performing his new song on The X Factor. As Harry drove, YN sat silently in the passenger seat as reality hit her again. Almost like it was a coincidence, a familiar song played through the speakers, causing their heads to snap towards each other.

"Fook off!" YN's voice broke the silence "They..I haven't..they don't play this on the radio anymore.” She couldn’t help but stutter.

"Almost like it was meant to be ey?”. Harry wore a big smile at how perfectly timed the song played.

"I remember when you sang this to me drunk once..cringey as fook it was". YN laughed at the memory,

"Don't fucking lie...you loved it". Harry was enjoying the happy moment between them.

"I did actually" YN finally admitted.

"Because you're gorgeous, I'd do anything for you, because you're gorgeous, I know you'll get me through" Harry sung along with the radio and reached over to hold her hand that sat on her knee.

As the song finished Harry was quick to speak again "You know I would do anything for you don't you?".

Her hand in Harry’s squeezed his slightly before she spoke the three words Harry loved hearing "I love you".

"I love you too gorgeous!”.

---

As they entered the busy room backstage where Louis and people from his team currently were, YN leaves Harry’s arms and immediately finds her brother in the crowd. Instantly they wrap their arms around each other and Harry can see Louis talk into her ear. Harry stands back in the corner and allows them to have their moment. From where he stands he can see YN nod slightly at whatever Louis says to her.

Two bodies break Harry from his thoughts as they stand next to him. “Hey man..how you doin'?”. Liam's the first one to talk.

"Just trying to be there for her if I'm 'onest..she just..she's trying to keep herself busy all the time" Harry explained to the two boys as he continued to look in YN’s direction.

"Must be so hard" Niall spoke as he took a glance at Louis and YN.

"We're gonna go and stay with my Mum for a few days before heading to Doncaster for Christmas...just escape reality for a bit...YN suggested it". Harry spoke about their plans for the next few weeks.

"Might be good..you know to be around other people..take her mind off things" Liam nodded his head.

"Yeah I hope so" Harry thought out loud, hoping they were right.

Louis was talking to a member of his team so YN made her way back over and Niall was the first to pull her into a brotherly embrace.

"Tomlinson...I've missed your hugs" Niall spoke as he wrapped his arms around her shoulders. Watching the sight in front of him made Harry realise how much love YN had around her.

"Yeah..well save some for the rest of us mate" Liam joked. YN moved from Niall's hold and greeted Liam in a hug. Harry could hear Liam's voice as he wrapped his arm around her. “We're all here for you too okay..don't be afraid to call or text okay?" to which YN thanked him. This wasn't just friendship, this was family.

"Is Lou okay?" Harry asked YN as she moved closer to him, before reaching to hold his hand.

"Think he's just holding it together if I'm 'onest" YN spoke as her fingers played with Harry, whilst looking over at her brother.

"Where's your Nan and Grandad...and the girls?" Harry asked as he looked around the room, not being able to see them. Niall and Liam were talking amongst themselves.

"Phebs and Dais wanted to see the audience empty or somethin'...I'm gonna stay backstage to watch Lou..if you don't mind?".

"Wh-why would I mind...we'll do whatever you're comfortable with" Harry reassured her and pecked her lips in a quick motion.

"Some things never change huh...still disgustingly in love..feel like I'm back in 2013" Niall teased them, which Harry was glad of because he thought that's what YN needed, for people to still act the same.

"Aw shut up Horan" YN laughed, as she pushed his arm playfully.

"I'll wait until you find the one" Harry joked as he pulled YN even closer to his side.

"I feel sorry for her already" YN continued to tease Niall as he stood there with a smile on his face.

"You're a cheeky shit Tommo..you know that" Niall joked.

Louis found them standing in the corner and pulled Niall then Liam into a hug and thanked them both for coming, explaining how much it meant to him. "C'mon Harold...I won't leave you out" Louis joked and Harry wrapped his arm around him as he whispers in his ear "Has she been okay?".

"Yeh and no" Harry truthfully answered, as they broke apart.

"I'm looking forward to hearing your song" Liam broke the silence.

"I'm so fookin' nervous man...I couldn't even finish sound check earlier..just dunno..felt like I was gonna throw up". Louis shrugged his shoulders, a nervous habit of his as he spoke.

Niall tapped Louis on the shoulder and reassured him "Hey..you're gonna do great Tommo...we're all right behind ya tonight yeh?".

"Yeh I know..thanks man" Louis wore a grateful smile. "I think Nan, Grandad and the girls are gonna sit in the audience..are you joining them Kiddo?". He aimed the question towards YN.

"I'm gonna stay backstage with Harry..and the boys" YN answered as she moved so she was standing in front of Harry and naturally his arm wrapped around her front and landed on her shoulder.

"Of course you are" Louis had a playful smirk on his face "Fookin' hell Styles...what's your secret, she never wants to leave your side?" Before he could respond, Louis continued before he walked away chuckling to himself "Actually don't fookin' answer that".

---

It had been a couple of days since Louis' X Factor performance and as YN requested they were in Holmes Chapel for a few days, before travelling to Doncaster for Louis's Birthday and Christmas. Harry and YN had arrived a couple of hours ago and as soon as they walked through Anne’s front door, YN was pulled into her arms. At any other time, Harry would have made a joke about her liking YN more than him, her son, but instead he carried on walking through the hallway and placing their bags at the bottom of the stairs.

After dinner later that night, they were sitting in the lounge, Gemma and Michael sat on one sofa with Robin and YN, Mum and Harry on the other. YN's back was pressed to Harry’s side and his arm wrapped around her frame and hand resting on her tummy. Harry had noticed she was quieter than usual as the rest of them chatted about different things, but Harry thought maybe she was concentrating on the film playing on the telly. Harry pressed his lips to the top of her head, and to his left, Harry felt his Mum give him a subtle nudge. As he turned to look at her she gave him a sympathetic look and mouthed "Is she okay?" as she nodded towards YN in Harry’d arms, to which he shrugged his shoulders.

"I'm gonna go to the loo a sec" YN spoke for the first time in a while, as she stood up leaving the space next to Harry empty and walking towards the kitchen.

Anne asked if anyone wanted a cup of tea, to which everyone replied: "Yes please". Anne had been gone all for a few minutes until she appeared at the lounge door calling Harry’s name softly and motioning for him to follow her. As they walked through the kitchen door, she spoke in a whisper "I..I'm..I didn't want to knock on the door just in case...but I think YN is crying in there".

Harry didn't hesitate to walk over to the bathroom door and give it a soft knock "YN..it's me", he heard a sniffle, instantly knowing Anne was right.

"I-I..I'll be out now" YN's voice was heard through the door. Harry opened the door gently and peered around to see her frame sitting next to the bath on the floor, with her back pressed against the wall and knees up to her chest.

"Baby!”. Harry panicked and walked into the room and closed the door behind him. Harry sits next to YN on the ground and pulled her to his side where she grips onto his jumper and sobs into Harry’s chest as he holds the side of her. Harry allows her to cry and get everything she feels out. After some time she sits up and wipes her eyes with the sleeves of her jumper.

"Sorry" her voice is quiet, almost like she’s embarrassed.

"Babe..why are you saying sorry?". Harry voice was gentle, soft and calm as he wiped away another tear from her cheek.

"I-I...for..for crying" she sniffled trying to stop her tears from spilling.

"Don't you dare be sorry for that...you know it's okay to feel like this". Harry was sad that YN felt like she needed to apologise.

"It's just..I..it hits me more in the night" she confessed.

"I think that's normal..you kind of have more time to think".

"Yeh..I just miss her so much..this is probably really silly-".

"Whatever it is I bet it's not".

"I've been phoning her phone still and sending her texts" YN wiped a stray tear that escaped.

"Does it help?".

"Kind of".

"Then it's not silly and you should keep doing it".

"Why did you come in here anyway?" she questioned.

"My Mum was making everyone a cuppa and she heard you crying..she didn't want to come in just incase-".

YN's voice interrupted "She's got a heart of gold hasn't she?”.

"She does!”. Harry couldn’t help but smile.

---

It was now Christmas Eve, also Louis' birthday. Harry and YN travelled to Doncaster that morning from Anne’s house. Since that night Harry found YN in the bathroom upset, she seemed a bit more relaxed and not hiding away when she feels upset. As they walked through the door to YN's grandparent's house, they were both greeted by Jen and Len pulling them both in for a hug. As Jen began making them all cups of tea, they all stood in the kitchen chatting.

"Is Lou here yet" YN asked her grandparents, waiting for one of them to answer.

"No not yet..he said he'd be here around 4ish". Jen glanced at the brown clock that was up on the wall.

"Oh I was hoping he'd be here earlier than that-" YN began but was interrupted by a heard of footsteps and her four sisters appeared all running into her and hugging any part of her body they could.

"Missed me have ya?" YN’s voice turned into her happy and bubbly self. Harry wondered if it was for her sisters sake.

"Can you paint my nails?" "Can I do your make-up?" "Will you curl my hair" the girls all spoke over each other, making Harry chuckle.

"C'mon then munchkins, let's go" YN spoke, holding Pheobe and Daisy's hand as they walked through to the lounge and continued upstairs.

Once the girls' voices had disappeared upstairs, Jen looked in their direction to make sure they were upstairs, before handing Harry and Len their mugs of tea as they all sat by the table. "How's she been Harry?".

"She..um..she's been okay..but she did break down in my Mum's the other night, I found her crying on the bathroom floor" Harry explained, as he watched the older couple take a glance at eachother .

"I knew she wasn't being truthful with me" Jen spoke with a sad expression.

"I think she wants to be strong for you all" Harry admitted, taking a sip of his boiling hot tea.

"She's always been stubborn..ever since she was little hasn't she Jen?”. Len sighed.

"Yeh..her and Louis both..oh Harry they would argue like mad...typical siblings really...and then the next minute they were like best mates...YN always looks for Louis for when she's upset..always has done" Jen reminised.

"Yeh she told me that when she's with him she feels like she's at home..a comfort thing I suppose" Harry admitted, thinking about what YN had told him before.

---

Just after 4, Louis arrived and just like the girls had greeted YN when she arrived, the five of them all ran to him shouting 'Happy Birthday'.

"Harold...I'm very disappointed that you didn't run to me too" Louis joked as he walked towards Harry.

"Happy Birthday mate" Harry said witha big grin and tapped his shoulder.

"Thanks lad!”.

"Right..c'mon then you lot..let's get some music on and let's celebrate me turning 25" Louis ordered his sisters. The younger girls ran into the lounge and decided which songs to play first. Harry stood back and watched as Louis and YN walked together, Louis's arm wrapped around her shoulder.

As Jen and Len stayed in the kitchen, preparing dinner and insisted they didn't need any of Harry’s help, he stood in the doorway of the lounge as the Tomlinsons danced around the room singing along to 'Shut Up and Dance".

"Harry c'mon...you can't just stand there" Daisy began to pull Harry into the chaos.

"B-but I can't dance" Harry protested, but it was no use.

"Neither can Louis..it's fine" Phoebe teased her older brother as he acted hurt and put a hand over his heart. The song changes and 'This One's For You' plays through the speaker.

As Harry spins Daisy around and she continues to dance. Harry looks over at YN as she dances with the older girls and as she catches his gaze, he sends her a wink that makes her shyly smile back at him.

We're in this together Hear our hearts beat together We stand strong together We're in this forever

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[straykidsholicleigh]

perfect

pairing: idol!ryujin x fem!reader

genre: smut, fluff, drabble thing

warnings: established relationship, cunnilingus, use of names (ryujin calls reader pretty thing), hair pulling, overstimulation, ryujin is hot-

a/n: I love her sm 🫠🫠

credits: dividers by @cafekitsune ♡.

It was a sunday night, almost 12 am as Ryujin was practicing late in the dance studio. You never considered yourself a great dancer, but you were there to monitor her, to watch her.

You watched as she gracefully moved her hips to the beat, singing along as her pink hair danced with her. You smiled to yourself, wondering how you managed to get such a beautiful and kind girlfriend like Ryujin.

You met at a cafè where you accidentally spilled your coffee all over her as she smiled, reassuring that it was fine while she wiped her crop top with a tissue. She gave you her number and you talked about a lot of things, growing a liking for this kpop idol. A few months later, you noticed you were growing feelings for Ryujin, an attraction towards her. As of 2021, you both were happily dating, which lead kfans into a frenzy, but both of you couldn't care less.

You were snapped out of your thoughts as Ryujin snapped her fingers in front of you, panting with her hands on her waist. "You with me?" She asked, tilting her head back a bit as sweat dripped down her neck. God, she looked so hot.

"Yeah, I'm here." You answered back, your eyes getting lost in hers.

She smiled, her tongue poking against her cheek as she eyed you up and down. "Whats on your mind, pretty girl?" She asked as you blushed at the nickname, running your hands through your hair. "Well," You started, your eyes falling to her pretty, pink lips. "If it's not too much to ask, could you... ease the tension between my legs?” Ryujin smirked at your answer, already kneeling down in front of you as her delicate fingers worked towards removing your shorts, pulling your panties down in the process.

"So that's why you were staring at me earlier? hmm? wanted me to eat your pretty cunt? Is that it?” Your cheeks heated up the more she kept on talking, soft moans leaving your lips as she licked up your glistening pussy, her hands spreading your thighs further apart. Her lips wrapped around your aching bud as she gently sucked, your back arching of the couch as a moan slipped past your lips.

"Ryu, it's so good!” You moaned, your fingers threading into her soft hair. She chuckled against you, the vibrations shooting straight up against your core, making you flinch. “Oh god, im so close!” You breathed out, legs trembling as Ryujin continued to eat you out. “Cum for me then, pretty thing.” She mumbled, her eyebrows furrowed in concentration.

"Ohh, shit! C-cumming!" You screamed, your free hand forming a fist against your lips as you eyes screwed shut, Ryujin working her fingers in and out of you as your orgasm washed over you. She continued to suck for a while, smirking as you flinched from overstimulation while she pulled two more orgasms out of you.

Once she was satisfied, she got up from the couch, admiring your pliant figure before her. You hair was messy, mouth agape as your eyes fluttered, your body twitching every now and then. She bent down to your level as she kissed your cheek, caressing the other. She smiled down at you, her bangs covering her eyes.

“Perfect...” She whispered, only for you to hear as your heart fluttered.

nal tto geondeuryeo, nun apeul garyeo bojiman (ah ooh) nae balgeoreum ape ur gonna know, ur all gonna know 💅

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[hanasnx]

uhh if this is open for more scott thirsts..? but you have big nerd like glasses and he’s always calling you four eyes and shit but he eventually gets what he wants and you’re on your knees sucking him off and as much as he wants to cum all down your throat he has a different idea, he pulls out and cums all over your face but mainly your glasses, that shit eating grin as he admires his handiwork..

MINORS DNI 18+

There's something about making fun of a girl with a lot to prove. SCOTT BARRINGER plays the game well. He sees a chick with fat glasses on the bridge of her nose, and a high-and-mighty attitude, and he knows she's due for a chance to show what she's made of. He did it all the time back at home. Nerd girls always put out, always eager when a guy like him shows some interest. It's a formula, make her feel bad about everything that society deems unattractive, and then she'll fall all over herself when he finally admits she isn't all bad.

You would loudly correct him in classes, demonstrate your superiority or ability to follow rules better than him. Hell, you were basically a TA, it was fucking annoying. Acting like being a little teacher's pet was better than sex. It's no big deal, he'll teach you later.

"Four-eyes." he addresses you on the courtyard, and you know who's talking to you. You turn, clutching your books to your chest and adjusting your glasses further up your nose by pinching the corner of them.

"Barringer." you reply curtly. "Are you going to ask me for the notes again? 'Cause you should've been there taking them yourself."

"Ooh," He sucks breath through his teeth with a brief frown. "That stings."

"Sarcasm. How refined." you note as he approaches you, lumbering over to you in all his layers that make his wide shoulders look broader.

"You don't look bad today." he muses, rounding you slowly as he scans your figure. "Almost distracts from that thing on your face." Lazily, he gestures to the glasses.

"Can you be any less original? It helps me see." You try to ignore the burning in your cheeks at being so scrutinized. Sure, you've had conversations with Scott, but he's never paid you even a backhanded compliment before. You don't like how it makes you feel.

"Yeah, well. I'm gonna swing by the janitor's shed later. Maybe you'll surprise me you're not such a prude and be there."

"Oh— oh, fuck—" Broken noises of pleasure utter from his lips in between chewing them with his rows of perfect teeth. You could hate how pretty he is, brows twisted in near anguish over sensitive tissue stimulated by a wet tongue and warm throat. The glasses you wear have slid down to the tip of your nose from the effort of bobbing your head. Frustratingly, Scott Barringer is hung, and your neck cramps from sucking it off. "You really are a freak, Four-eyes." He enunciates the word, and a wicked smile creeps onto his handsome features, watching you take every inch.

You glare up at him, and you retract intent to tell him off for calling you that right now, but his big hands at the back of your neck keep you from escaping, shoving you back down with a wet sputter. "The guys were right." he exhales. "Dorky girls like you are so easy." You brace on his thighs, and you're mad at yourself for being as slick as you are. An ache between your legs you wish the star football player would handle for you. As if you want to please him, make sure he can't forget you, you try harder, swirling your tongue around him. A low groan vibrates from his throat as he tips his head back, lazily bucking his hips into your face. "You want a mouth-full of cum or something?"

You make a noise, and he snickers. He rolls his neck so he can see you again, and a hand cups the underside of your chin, curling his body around you.

"Nah, I know what you want. Fuck, I'm gonna cum." With that, he pulls out, yanking you off so he can grab his base, giving himself a few furious pumps as his dick twitches in his hand. Thick spurts of finish spout from his tip, landing on your unsuspecting face. The panes of your glasses are coated in cum, unable to be seen through, and drops slide down your forehead from his clumsy aim.

You shove at him, which only exacerbates his cruel laughter. "You're such a jerk, Scott!" Your fingers pinch carefully at your glasses to extract them from your face without touching your hair. To inspect them, you turn them towards you, squinting at them as you assess what could safely remove cum from their delicate nooks and screws.

All the comfort you receive in return is, "Oh, c'mon, it's not that bad. Quit bitching." Which earns him a sharp hit on his chest.

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[vancehopperenthusiast]

Maybe I’m your soulmate. || Robin Arellano

Summary- the week you move to Denver, is also the week robin gets suspended. what happens when Finney welcomes you with open arms and you two quickly become friends, bestfriends even (I'll give you a hint, robin isn't too happy.)

Tags- studying, enemies to ??? flirters?? , group project, best friends, fuckin moose, jealous robin, that's all i think

CWS- cursing ..? i think thats it

Notes- HIHI uhm idk if im gonna write a part 2 for this atm but if you guys want one i will! uhm also sorry for shitty grammar LMAO i suck at stuff like that

Moving was never easy, especially not when you join a new school in the middle of the year.

Although you quickly got situated when you met Finney Blake, you and he had been friends for a little over a week & it was safe to say you considered him your best friend.

That Friday morning when you walked to school with Finney and Gwen like usual, the second you neared the school, chanting was heard

“FIGHT FIGHT FIGHT FIGHT” the group yelled while a taller, much paler boy spoke, “I will pound you like a nail you scrawny little shithead.”

“then do it, unless you’re scared.”

You looked at Finney, “Who the fuck has the balls to fight moose?”



“Robin Arellano.” Gwen answered, “Who? Am I supposed to know him?” You were bombarded with questions as a fight broke out.

You watched intently while listening to your answer, “Robin was Finney’s best friend until he got sent to his grandma's for a week because he got suspended, he’s also the toughest kid in school next to Pinball Vance Hopper.”

“Was Finney's best friend?” you repeated

“Yeah Robin could never call so we kinda just drifted, I was sad for a while but then you came into the picture,” Finney spoke up at last.

you were about to say something else until the actual fight broke out, Robin demolishing Moose, he probably broke his nose.

“Holy shit!” Gwen gasped, her mouth agape, “Let’s go guys.” Finney tugged at Gwen’s arm that wouldn’t budge. When the girl finally moved she was already yapping about it.

“What the hell!! That was Moose!” the brunette said agitatedly.

“I don’t care” The short-haired brunette rolled his eyes, looking to the side.

“He probably deserved it!” You laughed, “Moose is a giant asshole, Finn.”

He nearly responded but someone else did for him, “Hey Finn, what’s happening” You rose your brow at the nickname, a hand snaked around his shoulder.

“Robin, you just came back! You can’t be getting into fights already” Finney laughed, shrugging off his arm.

“Moose needed the beat down if you ask me, ain’t that right Gwen?” He leaned forward, turning his head towards Gwen and your direction.

When he saw you instead of Gwen his eyebrows furrowed in confusion; “Who’s this? Your girlfriend? ooh, Donna won’t be too happy to hear that you’re two-timing Finn” He joked.

You smiled, “Nah me and Finn are just friends. I try giving advice but uh you know how he is, stubborn and hardheaded." you gave Finney a nudge in his side, and he rolled his eyes in response.



"finn? yo i thought i was the only one who called you that? since I'M your bestfriend n all. is she a bully? i don't fight girls but i know people who do." the long haired brunette said intimidatingly.

"hey man chill, finney is allowed to have other friends! especially after you ditched him!" gwen defended.

"i didn't fucking ditch him! i was suspended and couldn't talk to anyone for like a week!" the bandanaed boy exclaimed, an offensive look on his face.

you and finney both opened your mouth to say something, but the bell rung, and students started filling to their classes. "gotta go. later finn, later gwen. Arellano" you nodded before walking off, making your way to your class. shuffling with the other students.

"alright class, as you know.. or not seeing as most of you cannot read," the teacher sighed, his monotone voice staying through out his lecture, "you will have two big projects, middle of the year and end of the year. today marks the OFFICAL start of the end of the school year, hold your applause. you will be working in pairs of two, on the classical big bang theory." the teacher huffed and began explaining the rest of the project.

youy groaned quietly, putting your head in your hands, what if you get paired up with braxton rose? he was the worst! he put gum in your hair before winter break, it took hours to get it out.

"now i will be announcing the pairs. boo who cry me a river ashley. you're not getting paired up with vance OR kamala." vance was the boyfriend, kamala was the bestie. if you couldnt tell.

"right so first we have.." the names ran through and through your ears until you heard your name at last. "Y/N and.. Robin. thats all class, now you can go. projects are due next week."  you gasped, robin was in this class? the fuck? you hadn't even noticed. i mean you could always ask mr green to switch partners, but his divorce was already stressing him out. being a middle school teacher is even worse, so nah not a chance.

begrudgingly, you pushed your self out of the plastic chair, stretching  your joints. you grabbed your stuff and turned to find robin, your eyes didnt have to strain themselves for long because he was right at your desk. "hey robin, meet up at the library, five? bring your shit. we'll start planning?" you asked assertively.

"uhm can't we do it right after school? maybe i've got plans. plus we have study hall, we can do it then?" he tried his best to reschedule.

you sighed, "do you have something to do at five exactly?"

robin smiled, shaking his head left to right, "Nah, sorry. I'll see you after school?"

"alright see ya," you groaned, mentally slapping yourself in the face, robin areallno? of all people. Braxton would be better than this.

the day finished swiftly. leaving you an hour and a half to get home, freshen up and get to the library on time.

Keep reading

you had barely made it on time. three minutes till the clock struck five, when you entered the deserted library, apart from a few nerds studying, robin was nowhere to be found. you scoffed, sitting down at a table in the back, pulling your books out, shaking your leg anxiously until he showed up.

it was about five-ten when he did. you had sat there looking like a loser! he walked in coolly, sliding into a seat next to you. "you're late."

"sorry I fell asleep anyways I'm ready to work now." he cheesed, opening up his notebook, and helping



you two had worked for about twenty minutes before you hit a gigantic boulder. a boulder that stopped your work entirely for half an hour. "this isn't gonna work. you're too overbearing." he ran a hand through his hair.

had it always been that pretty? maybe it just looked better now that there wasnt crimson colored liquid in it.

you shrugged the thought off, "would you be more comfy in more well know space? we could go to yours and work on it there?"



"fuck no! you could be a murderer for all i know." he tried his best to look intimidating but his eyes weren't completely objecting to the scenerio.

you smiled cheekily, looking him in his eyes for the first time in a while leaning up in your seat slightly to get closer to him, "maybe i'm your soulmate." you could see him get flustered. it was almost embarrassing for you.



just then the old timey grandfather clock rang, "ah thats me. see ya robin." grabbing your things and walking out.

robin sat there however, what the hell just happened? were you flirting? wasn't this a rivalry for the companionship of finney blake? yeah okay that was weird. however, what was weirder is the fact that he wasn't absolutely disgusted by the fact that you were flirting with him.





well shit

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[kuraitsune]

CLUTCHiNG FOR YOU

PARiNGS - ...Shu Yamino x GN!reader

MENTiONS - ...Mysta Rias, Selen Tatsuki, Maria Marionette

SUMMARY - ...when you planned the valorant collab, you really didn't think it'd get this intense. especially when the match point would have to be clutched!

READER'S PROFiLE - ...you stream a lot of fps games similarly to Selen and Maria. you play as Raze for this valorant match~ also somewhat flirty.

DiSCLAiMERS - in no way am i a professional writer, i just like english lol. please know that these writings are a work of fiction and are the appearance and persona of the character! not the person behind the screen.

You excitedly and carefully clicked the "start stream" button and said hello to your chat and everyone else's that you're collabing with.

"Hi hello chat! And hello to the Yaminions, Mystakes, Dragoons, and Marippets!" you greeted, smiling.

"We're here to pew pew some teams~" Mari peaked up into the introduction, her small icon jumping up on your stream.

After a few minutes of talking with everyone, introducing who each person is and all, you queued up to an unrated match. Soon after, a match was found, and so starts the chaos.

"Ooh, Ascent, alright then! I'm going Raze, mk?" you say as the agent selection loaded up. Shu hummed as a response.

"Ahh, I'll stick with Sage for now," you hear the Chuunibyou doll squeak softly. Once everyone picked their preferred agents, the match was in motion!

"There's two mid!" you say as you spot the enemy team's Reyna and Sage, carefully peaking in and out, awaiting them to push through. A purple eye soon enough was seen, you quickly shot it down and shot Reyna.

"Nice shot, [name]!" Mysta said, rotating to A after Shu saw two at A site. You hear a Jett using her ult before you were killed by Sage while pushing up behind the enemy team.

"Ah darn, Sage is at 40," you say, sinking in your chair slightly to get comfortable. Spectating Shu, you see him aiming carefully where the entrance to A with a marshal.

Bang! A loud shot rang through the site, then another, and another. You certainly have heard that the sorcerer was great with sniper, yet you didn't know he'd be able to snipe three people in a row.

"Oh my god that was kinda hot, Shu~" you playfully tease the man, though still complimenting him gracefully.

"Heh, it's nothing compared to how you play, [name]."

"Dude, what are you saying? You're just as good as them!" the sound of the British detective came into your ears.

"Shush! We've got a match to win!" the lunar dragon said, letting the remaining alive people know. "Save the praise for later."

"Damn, okay- SHIT-" Mysta cursed as he was knifed when rushing in.

"HAHAHAHAH THAT WAS SO FUNNY TO WATCH-!" you laugh, with everyone else laughing along. Certainly that round was entertaining.

The match point round had started. With 12-11, it was not a wonder how Shu was the last player alive, with the enemy team's Cypher also the last one alive.

"If you clutch this, Shu, I will schedule an off-collab immediately to you," you say. "And I might give you something!"

"Hey! Let me come along too!" Mysta scoffed, you could practically see him pouting.

The figure of his chosen agent slowly walked to the other site, knowing that Cypher was at A site still. He was gonna plant in B before the time runs out.

The words 'Spike Planted' soon came up, Shu preparing his stance to defend the spike from defusing. When he heard footsteps nearby, he shot his ability just in front of him to temporarily blind the enemy.

Gunshots rung through the air, things were getting tense now. Hearing the sound of the defuse, he peaked around the corner quickly before running to the other door to fake his appearance by the corner.

One shot. Cypher was dead, the victory banner came by with cheers for Shu Yamino.

"Eyyy! Let's go!" the sorcerer cheered with you and everyone else.

"I'm scheduling this off-collab right now, just you wait, Shu!" you smile, laughing.

"Yeah sure, whatever you say. Now, another match we go!"

You take a deep breath in and out, right before you were ready to knock on the door.

'What if he doesn't like the gesture..? Ugh, if he doesn't, things'll get so awkward for both of us... but I don't have anything else,' you worry. Thinking about the thing you were going to give Shu. Would be worth it? Maybe.

Knock, knock, knock! You stand back slightly, waiting for the door to open.

And of course, it opens. Revealing the stature of the real Shu Yamino, with his pretty purple eyes and silky dark hair.

"[Name]-! You really scheduled a trip to visit me?!" he exclaimed, his eyes dilating with shock.

"Hehe, of course I would. I stay true to my word after all. Which means..." you pause for a second, inviting yourself into Shu's living space. "I have something for you."

"Uh, first make yourself at home."

"Ah ah ah! Not before I give you this!" confidently, you swiftly lean towards his cheek, planting a gentle kiss there. Immediately so, the sorcerer's face turned a beautiful pink.

"Wha- huh- what-?" he rubbed his cheek where you kissed, baffled by your actions.

You giggle, amused before saying, "I remember that stream very well, Shu. Oh, and one more thing."

"Y-yes?"

"I love you, with my heart and soul."

NOTE - uh so i didn't think it'd turn out this way lol, but here it is! this is somewhat inspired by another fic, and hey! maybe you'll find a random fic later too ¬‿¬

DO NOT: repost or copy any of @kuraitsune's works! sharing is fine with credits.

#kura writings | 🦜 #nijisanji en #nijien #nijisanji en x reader #luxiem #luxiem x reader #shu yamino #shu yamino x reader

[switchbladedreamz]

Pardon My German

Summary: Bob and reader had met on base in Lenore a few years ago. You were quick friends but that changed when Bob asked you on a date to the Hard Deck.

Warnings: drinking, that's it. Fluffy fluff

A quiet "shieße" sounds behind me as I bend over the pool table to take my shot, a smirk playing on my lips. "Pardon my german" Bob apologizes sheepishly. "Someone tell Baby On Board that the phrase is 'pardon my french' " Hangman calls out half jokingly, half condescendingly from the opposite end of the pool table. "I don't know French jackass" Bob retorts playfully. That sent laughter howling around the room, myself included. "Es ist ok, wirklich schatz" I respond with a smile. The laughter then exchanged with "ooh"s from the pilots. "They got you there Bagman" Phoenix eggs on. Hangman holds his hands up in mock surrender, not something he does often. I've seen Hangman staring at me as well. Oh what fun. But Hangman was too cocky for me. And I just could do that to Bob, he's too sweet.

Suddenly a hand lands on my shoulder I grab but the pull (out of reflex) thankfully was interrupted, as I recognize Bob's face. "sorry, sweetie. Old habits die hard". I peck him on the cheek. His face reddens, we look up and everyone is staring. I chuckle nervously, debating on whether I should explain. "Spy! I'm calling it now" Fanboy calls out causing a ruckus of laughter to erupt. "Close, Marine." I say between sharing laughs. "Entschuldigung ich komme aus Amerika, ja?" Bob asked, chuckles rolling off his tongue as the laughter died down. "Yes." "Naah I'm not buyin the Marine thing, definitely an international superspy". Hangman rebutted. I just shake my head and smile. Picking up my cue, I shoot and land the two cueballs in the same pocket.

Three hours, two drinks and 5 shots later Bob and I are swaying together, holding each other, to the slow song Rooster is playing on the piano. My eyes flutter shut as a pair of soft lips start kissing my neck. "Bobby" I whisper, "not here". "I'm just enjoyin my girl, gotta show everyone you're with me", a hazy drunk smile and matching bloodshot eyes greet me when I come face to face with Bob. "Let's get you home sweetie" "nooooo*hiccup*ooo" he whines. I just giggle and lead him by the arm to my car.

Finally getting his seat belt on correctly, Bob decides to turn up the radio. Like A Stone by Audioslave comes through the speakers and Bob slurs along. "You're so beautiful (Y/n)". "I think you're pretty too Bobby, now where do you live sweetpea?"

The next five minutes is spent with Bob laughing his ass off that I called him sweetpea. "I just stay on base, the bunkersss". A loud gasp scares the shit out of me, causing me to swerve a little.. "Bob are you okay?!" I look to see where the blood was coming from, to my surprise he's fine. Just drunk. "I want some fucking cookies" Bob glares at me as a loud guffaw escapes me. "We can get cookies tomorrow darlin". I pull into the base parking lot after the MPs let us pass. "I like it when you call me darlin. I'm holding to you the cookies ma'am". I laugh to myself as I think that that made more sense in his head. He leans over the counsel and sloppily kisses me. We make out for a few seconds, pulling away out of breath. "get some sleep bobby, call me in the mornin and we can get some breakfas". Bob just smiled and tells me I'm beautiful again as a response.

I watch his cute butt as he disappears into the building. I rest my own swimming head on the steering wheel. I almost fall asleep before a knock at my window startles me. Rolling down my window I look to the MP, "Ma'am you need to leave." Nodding yes I throw the hearse in reverse (I put my hearse in reverse, gonna go for a drive up to the cemetery get inside) and back out of the parking lot. Homeward bound.

"Was für eine Reihe von unvorhergesehenen Ereignissen" i whisper to myself as I pull into the apartment complex parking lot.

#i know nothing of pool okay? #bob floyd x reader #fluff? ig?

[kiankiwi]

hi!!

been thinking about little austin with a tummy ache going to elvis but he finds him in his office (imma go modern here) and he’s on a zoom meeting and when elvis hears him come in he’s about to yell at audtin but then he sees he looks sick he pauses the meeting and gets austin in his lap… and his camera is off for the rest of the meeting in case austin gets sick (which the poor baby does.) ☹️

-🖤

I always love your ideas anon! Keep 'em coming! Also, I'm so sorry this is super short! I think you’d enjoy this @austinbutlersbaby @austiebuttbutt @mooodyblue

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Elvis hit the end call button on yet another zoom meeting and pinched the bridge of his nose as he sighed. He knew his little boy was just hanging out in the house somewhere but because of work, he couldn't hang out and spend time with him. Stupid work.

Elvis was startled out of his thoughts when he heard the office door squeak. He looked up and found Austin, his little boy giving him a small wave and gripping tight to his blankie as he sat in the doorway.

Elvis looked to the clock and sighed. His next meeting was in five minutes.

"Daddy's working baby, what's going on?" Austin's lip wobbled. He knew his daddy was working and he needed to be quiet and not to bother him unless he had an emergency or he was hurt but... this was an emergency! His tummy hurt really bad! And he wanted his daddy to give him a cuddle. It was getting late in the afternoon now and Elvis was so busy that day that he hadn't been able to give Austin any cuddles since his wake up cuddles this morning in bed.

"Daddy..." Austin whimpered, slowly crawling into the room, looking around, still waiting for permission. Austin knew his daddy would do anything for him but he still felt like he was breaking a rule coming into his office when he knew daddy had to work. "What's the matter, baby? You okay?" Austin whined. "Tummy hurts dada... cuddle?"

Shit, Elvis thought. He still had a few meetings to get through but on the other hand Austin needed him. Hopefully cuddles would be all he needed and Austin could sit through the last few meetings with him.

Elvis sighed and opened his arms wide. "C'mere little one." Austin stood and toddled to his daddy, scrambling into his lap, laying his head on his chest and stuffing a corner of his blankie in his mouth to suck on. "Comfy bub?" Austin nodded.

Elvis gave Austin a kiss on the head as he quickly turned his camera off so no one would be distracted by his adorable little as he sat in on the next meeting. "Hello everyone, how are y'all doing?" Elvis asked as he secretly brought his hand down and gave Austin a tummy massage to hopefully help his tummy ache.

Fifteen minutes before Elvis's last meeting of the day is over, Austin's tummy starts to feel so much worse. His mouth started to water, his tummy started swirling and he was getting nervous. He knew what was coming.

Austin whined and keeping his mouth shut tight, tapped his daddy on the chest to get his attention. "Just a minute bubba.." Elvis whispered as he watched some of his team speak.

Austin tried to wait but he could feel the bile start to rise in his throat and he nearly screamed in terror, needing his daddy.

"And I was thinking that--" And then it happened. Poor Aus threw up all down himself and even on some of his daddy's pants. "Ooh, oh, baby, okay, okay, you're okay." Elvis rubbed Austin's back and patted it a few times as he coughed, trying to clear his mouth so he could breathe again. "You're alright sweetie."

The Mafia caught on quick. "Everything okay there, EP?" Elvis nodded but then remembered his camera was turned off. "Yeah, guys, I'm gonna have to pick this up later, my little just threw up all over me." Elvis quickly said his goodbyes and Austin noticing that him getting sick meant Elvis had to duck out his meetings early and started to cry, feeling guilty and at fault. “I-I'm sorry daddy, I'm sorry!" He felt so bad that he had interrupted his daddy's important work just because he had an icky tummy... but daddy makes everything better.

Elvis sat Austin in his work chair for a minute and removed both their shirts so they could get skin to skin to make Austin feel better. Shushing him, Elvis picked Austin up and carried him out of the office. "Aw no baby, you're okay. It's all okay, daddy's not mad at ya, not one bit honey okay? You're tummy was just feeling sicky icky wasn't it?" Austin nodded and laid his head down on his daddy's shoulder, breathing his familiar and comforting scent.

"I'm proud of you baby for coming to get me. I know you were scared." Austin just whined again as Elvis stopped in front of the fridge, opened it and gave Austin a fresh bottle of water to wash the taste of his mouth. "There ya go, should we go lay down for a bit? Have some snuggles? Daddy'll even give you a proper tummy rub, how's that sound?"

"With Minky?" Minky was Austin's beloved koala plushie.

Elvis chuckled. "Yes baby, with Minky too." Austin nodded, he would love to go lay down and have his daddy all to himself for the rest of the day

*

I planned for this to be more a short blurb but then I just kept writing!

I love this, it's super comforting and cute and you know I love sickfics!

See you soon and happy reading!

#cg!e and little!aus #sickfic #stuffies #kiwiswriting #kiwisblurbs #🖤 anon

[spicypussywave]

people i want to get to know better: the game ✨

thank you @sherrymagic for tagging me <333 not gonna pass this to show y'all my car

last song: ddaeng by bts (IT'S SO GOOD!!)

favorite color: hmmm. black ig

currently watching: dead friend forever, cherry magic, cooking crush, chaser game w and few others that i'm meh about

last movie: probably marry my dead body? it's been months and i cannot remember if i've seen any other

sweet, spicy or savoury: ooh i like them all. if i had to choose, sweet ig

last thing you googled: ao3 😭

relationship status: just got out of one like a few days back bc i turned out to be the red flag w issues. gotta get my shit together before i get into another so, single.

current obsession: THE PLAYER DAN RAWR

selfie/another picture you took: this is a yr old but

he got lost like a few months later, no idea how he is now. was the most talkative compared to the other two (who we're raising now). i miss him

no pressure tags: @kristsingto @gaiaxygang @dramalets @srnileforme @fyhk @lilacloveliez @lamonnaie @kess-in-the-perthchimzone @theelast-straw i cannot remember who else might like this but please consider yourself tagged!!

#tag games #the only pics i take are of my cats so #dannnnnn i want him guys #blonde whipped chimon wheeee #naomivents

[shankss-magnificent-ass]

Hello, hope you're fine. I read "Imagine Shanks being completely oblivious to you thirsting over him" and I need to know: are you willing to write a part 2 staring Benn?

This one took me a long time to find something just right, but I'm happy I waited I feel this one is perfect. I used this as inspiration.

Imagine Benn being completely oblivious to you thirsting over him

The crew is resting in a large cabin on a winter Island

Benn: *holding an ax over his shoulder* Alright, Yassop and I are going to go chop firewood and go chop some more wood for the woodstove.

Yassop: *already out the door*

You: I'll help you two.

Benn: *nods and holds the door open for you*

You: * help them haul over the unsplit logs to the chopping block and then takes the quartered logs they split over to a wheelbarrow*

Benn: *gradually starts to remove his coat, sweater, and shirt until he's shirtless*

You: *can't help but stare at his muscular figure as it steamed in the cold air* Benn I've never chopped wood before, can I try?

Benn: sure, here put my gloves on and let me show you. *removes, and hands you his gloves*

You: *puts them on and he hands you the ax*

Benn: *stops you after your first swing* okay you're going to hurt yourself. *he sidles himself up to your back and fixes your footing and the how you hold the ax* then you're gonna swing like this *guides you through the motion before stepping away* now you try

Yassop: *Watches the two of you*

You: *goes for another swing*

Benn: *stops you* no no no, you need to hold your hips still. *grabs your hips and jerks them into place.*

You: *gasps at the enjoyable feeling of his big warm hands cradling your hips that sends heat throughout your body*

Yassop: you alright?

You: *wiggle your eyebrows at him* Just wasn't expecting it.

Yassop: oh for fucks sake, he's old enough to be your father.

You: and?

Benn: *folds his arms and grumbles* will you two get back to work??

You: *grins at Yassop*

Yassop: *tired of your shit* oh my gods I hate you.

Benn: what are you two idiots on about?

Yassop: put a shirt on you harlot. *tosses Benn's shirt at him*

You: *starts laughing at Yassop*

Benn: What? *looks between and figures out what's going on, and pinches your cheeks between his fingers* ooh, you little minx, you really had me going. Get back to work with you, I'll deal with you later. *He uses one hand to push you towards the wheelbarrow and the other to slap your ass to make you move faster*

You: *pouts as you begin to pick up more logs even though you can feel him staring at your ass as you ben down*

Yassop: I will go back inside if you don't stop.

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#one piece #one piece imagine #one piece x reader #benn beckman imagine #benn beckman x reader #benn beckman #yassop #from the depths of the dragon's hoard #tma original #5/27/22 #no beta we die like men

[xplrvibes]

ive decided i will commentate this one but it likely won’t be as long as the others bc like i dnt feel good. anyway…

im starting this commentary 4.5 minutes in so here is where we start.

this is the snc era where i loved both their fashion styles so much 🙌🏼

Ooh they meet steve and dylan here. i rly like them 🥰 you can tell dylans a cop bc of the way he stands back and watches everyone lol

this house is stunning

I thought colby had a little yellow rubber ducky on his belt and i didnt even question it… my brain is not braining (update it was his phone)

steves hot. there’s no denying it. that man is a man.

I got distracted looking at steve and now colbys in a casket what on earth ☠️

I dont get the fear of bats… why are they so scared of bats? I love bats… 🦇

I just realised they never said “whats up guys its snc” sad sad

i was gonna say snc need to start using pelican cases foe their gear but actually i hate moving pelican cases so props to them for risking thousands of dollars of gear on a camera bag 🙏🏼 bc honestly same. i carry my personal kit in a $5 backpack 🤷🏻‍♀️

i blissfully almost forgot the other one was in this video for a while bc he wasn’t making much of a presence. shattered.

i know theyre tripping out but thats an awesome pic of josh tbh

the ghost wants to talk to them in heaven? that’s fk up

“are they trapped somewhere?” “yeah… help” 😳

“borden… awful” they said it not me

dude i wanna be a petty bitch and not believe seth rn but he genuinely looks freaked out.

josh is really really good at estes. like damn…

“im coming” relatable when colby’s in the room

this is getting insane wtf

steve could tell me santa claus was real and id believe him 🥺

steve saying this is their first time experiencing such a drastic change in activity at this house (and theuve been here over 50 times)… again, further proof of snc being in the psychic realm bc this stuff always happens to them. always. and its bc colbys the psychic and sams the guide. fk

lmao steve and dylan being like nah dudes we dipping we got work in the morning lmao

k done - aussie anon

Oh, if you like Steve and Dylan and you haven't already done so, check out the prison video they did with them and Nate, Our Horrifying Night in Haunted Prison (as seen below, cause there's two prison episodes right near each other in the lineup):

This one is good for some "Colby just casually does psychic things" moments, too.

But yea, I enjoy Steve and Dylan quite a bit.

And omg, honestly, I'm just glad they finally got a regualr suitcase a couple of years ago, at least for the airport part of the travel. Prior to that, everything went into backpacks and duffel bags. 💀

But they must insure their shit (or they're just that rich lol), cause when all their crap including their new camera and light got stolen that time they were able to replace it like a week later, so I guess they figured as long as they protect the SD cards they can figure the rest out. 🤷‍♀️

And yea, this happens a lot cause of the energy these two are creating with their very presence, but what the hell do we know 🤣

#asks #aussie anon

[weepingmilkshakedreamer]

pizza t0wer/sugary spire inc0rrect qu0tez l0l

peppin0: n0ize, please calm down.

the n0ize: I asked for two large fries!

the n0ize: *dumps fries onto table*

the n0ize: But all they did was give me a MILLION FUCKING LITTLE ONES!

peppin0: I'm gonna need a human skull but you can't ask why.

n0ize: Only if you also don't ask why.

n0ize: *pulls four pristine human skulls out of their bag*

peppin0: ...

peppin0, grabbing a skull: This one will do.

peppin0: Just be careful, n0ize!

n0ize: *heading out the door* I'm always careful, peppin0!

n0ize: It's everything around me that's careless.

peppin0: Let’s write n0ize a friendly note, shall we? Dear... Incompetent... Dumbass...

peppin0: Did you know you remind me of all 26 letters of the alphabet?

n0ize: What? Like J F K W S Q X-

peppin0: No, like, U R A Q T.

n0ize: Awwww!

n0ize: *nudges peppin0 at 3am* Pretty fucked up that we depict the moon as a girl and the sun as a boy. They're just floating rocks in space. peppin0? Wake up, peppin0! Listen! They're sexless!

peppin0: The sun isn't a rock, go back to sleep.

pizzan0: pizzelle taught me to think before I act.

pizzan0: ...So if I smack the shit out of you, rest assured that I thought about it and am confident in my decision.

*pizzelle and pizzan0/cream puff are cuddling*

pizzelle: Tell me something I don't know about you.

pizzan0: *leans in to whisper in pizzelle's ear, voice deep and sensual* I like Japanese food so much that every time I watch Lord of the Rings and see Gollum eating the raw fish, my mouth waters.

pizzelle:

pizzelle:

pizzelle: I meant like your favorite color, but okay.

pizzan0: How many vampires do you think have been hit by a car backing up in a parking lot because the driver couldn’t see their reflection?

pizzelle: I’ve never considered it but you’re really shining light on what’s probably a very serious issue.

peppin0: I would do anything for money.

*later*

peppin0, covered in blood: THE STATEMENT STILL STANDS!

the n0ize: Do you guys want to see a butterfly?

guztav0: Ooh, yes please!

peppin0, with their laptop open: I'm not going to stop working to look at a stupid bug!

the n0ize: It's not a bug though...

peppin0: ...

guztav0: ...

peppin0: Well I still don't want to see.

guztav0, realizing: Please don't throw-

the n0ize: Whee! *throws a stick of butter*

guztav0: Guys, Mr. stick is missing.

peppin0: Good.

guztav0: Everyone thinks I'm this soft cute person but I'm not!

Mr. stick: guztav0, you cried for an hour after stepping on a bug yesterday.

guztav0: It had feelings! It was probably going home to dinner and I killed it!

peppin0: ...It was a bug.

guztav0: It was a BEETLE, and its wife is definitely worried sick, wondering where it is, and I really don't get why you all think I'm so sentimental because I'm not!

Mr. stick: ...

peppin0: ...

guztav0: Stop looking at me like that!

guztav0, to peppin0: You have room temperature IQ.

peppin0: What's room temperature IQ?

Mr. stick: 73°.

peppin0: Oh, okay.

peppin0: How much is that in IQ?

guztav0: How did you even get in here?

the n0ize: peppin0's window! Or, as I like to call it, "the n0ize's door"!

peppin0: I’m closing the window.

stinky: Guys, I didn’t memorize my lines!

pizzan0: Just use your lack of common sense! Everyone knows the characters in plays are dumb as fuck!

*During the play*

pizzelle: Hey! You finally made it! Did you get the donuts?

stinky: W-what’re donuts?

stinky: Oh my pizzan0.

pizzelle: Don't you mean 'oh my god'?

stinky: You worship your god, I'll worship mine.

*pizzan0 rushes by with an armful of water bottles* stinky: What's going on?

pizzelle: pizzan0 wouldn't drink water.

stinky: ...And?

pizzelle: And I asked them how fast they could chug an entire bottle.

pizzan0, loudly: 16 OUNCES IN TEN SECONDS, BITCHES!

pizzan0: Guess what number I’m thinking of.

stinky: 420?

pizzan0: No, that’s really immature of you. Someone else guess, and please take this seriously.

pizzelle: 69.

pizzan0: Yeah it was 69.

*Casually in the Middle of a High Stakes/Dangerous Situation*

stinky: How do you eat pickles?

pizzan0: What do you mean?

stinky: I mean, there's a whole process. It's not like you can grab them from the jar with your hand, because it's cold and the juice burns if you have a cut, plus, it's pretty unsanitary. And you can't use a spoon because you'll have to scoop it out, and it'll be way too difficult to grab more than three or four without taking 10 minutes along with half the brine in the jar, even if it's one with holes.

pizzan0: Yeah, that's why you use a fork.

stinky: Okay, sure, but what if you don't have one of the big ones clean? It's weird to use a small one. But there is always one of those smaller sharp knives clean.

pizzan0: But the straight edge doesn't really fit the cylindrical shape, and you have to make sure you don' t break it, it's too much work.

stinky: It makes me feel like I deserve the pickles though. Like, "Yeah, I did it. That's right. Good job me." It's empowering. But even after that, it's not like you can use a bowl.

pizzan0: I get that, it's not ascetically pleasing.

stinky: Exactly! And it looks weird if you don't entirely fill the bowl, but you also can't eat that many. My solution: Use a mug.

pizzan0: *Nods in agreement*

pizzelle: That is all very interesting, BUT WE'RE TRYING NOT TO DIE RIGHT NOW! USE YOUR LIMITED ATTENTION SPANS AND FOCUS!

stinky: Jeez, okay.

pizzan0: Quit yelling at us already.

Peppin0: I have passed the transitional stage of internet geekhood.

Peppin0: I was cashiering at work today, and was punching in the code for plums, which is 4040, and the 0 key doesn't work this well, so I punched it in wrong. And the machine flashed up "Item Not Found: 404".

Peppin0: And I actually laughed out loud.

the n0ize: You have any sunscreen?

peppin0: You can't get a sunburn from a bonfire—

the n0ize: It's for my marshmallow ya dummy.

#pizza tower #pizza tower au #sugary spire #some of these are peppinoise related btw lol #incorrect quotes #shitpost #funny shit

[communist-ojou-sama]

hello ojou-sama! I’m really interested in your language journey and i would love more posts about it! Also, for all the languages you are learning/already learnt: what were your fav resources, app-wise? (i remember you use duolingo and clozemaster) i’m asking about apps only bc i feel listing books and other stuff would be too much hassle.

Ty for your time ❤️

ooh it's no problem! As far as apps I'm an old-head so what I used to use a lot is memrise but that's gone to shit since the changes a couple years ago. What I'd recommend now in its place is anki, though the out-of the box experience isn't as good and you need to do work to set up the experience you want from it; that said i think customizeability is always preferable to ease of experience out the gate as for resources, well:

for Russian I always found the simply-titled Russian Podcast to be a good resource, with dialogues performed first slow, and then fast, entirely in russian, including vocab explanations. For grammar I remember using AlphaDictionary's Interactive Online Russian Reference Grammar, which is very thorough if a bit dry. For Persian, while the site layout has changed quite a bit since I first used it in like 2015, PersianLanguageOnline has been a very simple and straightforward resource for especially the early steps of learning, while Jahanshiri has served as an indispensible reference resource.

For the fact that I'm now very fluent in Japanese I actually don't have much in the way of specific recommendations for Japanese learning outside of Tae Kim's Grammar Guide. Other than that I can mostly give the advice that you should not tell yourself that you don't need to learn kanji at first. Start learning kanji right away when you start learning and you'll thank yourself later. Also contrary to the bizarre narratives floating around, unless you only watch shonen anime, japanese popular entertainment is perfectly adequate input for someone learning to learn the language, so long as you pay attention to what contexts what language is being used in, and develop a sense then for what is and isn't appropriate where.

For Korean I owe a lot to HowToStudyKorean, both for the grammar explanations on the site, and for the accompanying Memrise courses, while TalkToMeInKorean has a very nice podcast that's a nice supplement to it. For Chinese I actually have used very little formal resources, though back in the early days I did download the texbook Modern Mandarin Chinese Grammar somewhere off the internet, though most of my language practice has consisted of reading chinese yuri manhuas alongside their translations if I'm gonna be honest with you.

And that's all I can think of off the top of my head. Hope this helps! :)

[love-islike-abomb]

Renegade: part 2

Roman reigns x OC scarlet

Gif credit: @romanreigns

I'm posting the first 2 parts today and then I'll do 3 and 4 tomorrow. I don't wanna post it all at once and tumblrs algorithm decide to be a giant douche canoe.

Warnings: more flirting, errors I may have missed,

Tag list: @angelreigns444 @acknowledge-reigns

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The next morning I woke up thinking the night before had been a dream but when I looked at my phone there was a text from a number i didn't know.

??: hey beautiful! I can't wait to see you again❤️

Scarlet: who's this?

??: oh I'm sorry. It's Joe.

Joe: what are you doing later tonight?

Scarlet: oh hey! Yeah I'd like to see you again. I'm actually off the day after tomorrow.

Joe: yeah that works perfectly! I'll see you then.

I don't even know this guy and somehow I find myself smiling like a fool whenever I talk to him! And why does he look so familiar?

Oh well i've got to get ready. just then my phone rang. It was my sister

"Hey Claire!"

"Scarlet! How have you been?"

"Good still working at the same boring job! Well it was boring until last night. A very handsome stranger saved me from the town drunk! He looks so familiar though! He did his name was Joe and i gave him my number and we're supposed to go on a date the day after tomorrow!"

"Well at least he was handsome and not some old fart!" She laughed

"Be nice Claire! I've gotta get going! I'm gonna be late. I'll tell you all about it later!"

"See ya"

I sighed and finished getting ready for work. I put my apron on and grabbed my keys and phone and headed out the door. When I got to work it was strangely quiet for this time of day. I clocked in and happened to look up at the corner. There he was, smiling at me. I blushed "why you blushing Scarlet?" My co worker liz asked.

She looked over at the corner and smiled "ooh someone has their eye on you! You lucky girl! Out of the thousands of women who've come in here you're the only one he's paid any attention to!" She said

I looked back at her "really? That's weird! Wonder why? There's much prettier women then me out there!" I shrugged.

"Scarlet look in the mirror sweetheart! You're gorgeous!! Its no wonder he took a liking to you"

"Pfft! Please! I mean he's very handsome and might I say a damn good kisser bu-"

"You didn't?" Liz exclaimed

"What no he just kissed me after he took me home. There was a rowdy drunk in here a few nights ago and he handled it. Was kinda hot honestly" I giggled

Joe's POV

Hearing her take about me to her friend was cute! I smiled watching her be herself. Her friend wasn't wrong! She absolutely beautiful! I shouldnt be falling for her. Who knows what she'll do when she finds out.

I watched her Everytime He came near my table she'd be sure to smile At me and I'd smile back. It became a game. A cute little game. She didn't take it to far which was kind of a turn on. She left a lot to the imagination but her curves were clearly visible Through that outfit and her ass was round just begging to be smacked! Snap out of it Joe! Fuck I can't keep my eyes off her watching that ass bounce like that. I liked my lips and she must've noticed cause she had a school girl smile and was blushing.

I would kill to be inside her right now! Making her scream my name!! Fuck Joe settle down!! Oh shit here she comes!

"Hey! How've you been?" She smiled.

"I'm alright. I wanted to ask you where you wanted to go for dinner tomorrow"

"Oh I don't care where. I'm not picky" she smiled.

"We can go anywhere you want! My treat" I smiled.

She looked down "I was thinking of cooking at home actually. I work at a Restraunt so I'd like to have a change up"

"That actually sounds good! Tell you what I'll get what we need and I'll surprise you with what we're gonna have" I smiled.

"I'd like that! I have to get back to work though. I'll see you later!" She smiled and walked behind the counter.

I didn't know how she did it but the more I saw her the more I fell for her but the question was when she found out what I was would she feel the same?

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"You're going to wish you didn't do that." "Oh, I'm pretty sure I'm gonna be glad I did." Eddie/Danny (bonus points for making this as filthy as you've ever made anything)

Dig Your Claws into My Heart - also on AO3

Danny and Sammy win their tag match, but Eddie wasn't there to watch it. Or so Danny thinks.

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Oh boy finding this ask was like pulling teeth. But hah! The ask is found, the fic is done, and my brain is soup. Title from Claws by Kim Petras.

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Danny is bored.

“Stop fidgeting,” Anna says, shoving him. “You keep getting in my space.”

“You could move,” he snaps back at her. “There’s so much space in this locker room.”

“Oh, I could move?” she asks. She shoves him harder, and he’s only slightly surprised when he slides a foot across the bench and almost falls over. “I was here first, and you’re being all bitchy because you’re bored or something.”

Danny stands up. “Alright, your majesty.”

“Hey!” Anna says, kicking at his shins as Danny dances around her feet. “I slay the majesties.”

“And that outfit, by the way,” Danny says. “That dark pink is a good color on you.”

Anna frowns, then blinks. “Um. Thanks. Somehow.” She calms immediately, replaced by confusion. “Now leave me alone. I need to gear up so I can go annoy Skye later.”

Danny rolls his eyes. “Or, you know, you could ask her out.”

Anna turns bright red, and Danny laughs as he practically skips away. He slides into a quiet corner, and facetimes Eddie once he’s sure he’s alone.

“Hey, pretty baby, what’s up?” Eddie asks. “Aw, shit, your face is all pinched. What’s the deal?”

“It’s not pinched!” Danny says, checking himself in the camera. He can’t figure out what Eddie’s seeing. “Where are you? It’s super dark.”

Eddie chuckles. “I’ll tell you later. How was your match?”

“Amazing,” Danny says. He recounts the entire match, buzzing with the way Eddie smiles and nods and asks questions in the right places. “But you shouldn’t need to ask me,” Danny says. “You should have been here.”

“It’s not all about you.” Eddie’s eyes are stern.

“It should be.”

Eddie scoffs. “You keep that attitude up. See what happens.”

“Yeah? Well, you’re in New York, and then you’re in Japan, so you can’t do shit.” Danny folds his arms and sinks lower against the wall. “Maybe since you’re gone I’ll take Jericho up on his offer.”

Eddie laughs darkly, eyes harboring a dangerous sparkle, and it sends a spark up through Danny’s spine. “You’re gonna wish you didn’t do that.”

“Oh, I’m pretty sure I’m gonna be glad I did,” Danny fires back. “You’re hundreds of miles away.” He pauses. “Thousands? How far is Yonkers from Saskatoon?”

Eddie’s grin feels predatory, like Danny’s staring down the gaze of a shark. “Not sure,” he says. “How far is your hotel room from the venue?”

“Close,” Danny says. “I’m heading there now.” He pauses. “Why?”

Eddie sighs. “No reason. I’ll see you soon, pretty boy.” He blows a kiss. “Don’t get too bitchy without me.”

“No promises,” Danny replies, and he hangs up.

He does feel a little abandoned, maybe, that Eddie didn’t come to see his match tonight. They won and are going to the finals, but Eddie will be in Japan at that point. He’ll probably be too tired to even watch from an ocean away.

They’ll be apart for over a month, and Eddie couldn’t even be here for Danny’s last match before he leaves. Danny’s mood sours again so fast he can’t even keep up and he stomps back to the locker room.

“Who pissed in your Red Bull?” Daddy Magic asks, smacking his gum.

“I’m gonna need you to leave me alone right now,” Danny grumbles.

“Ooh, sorry,” Daddy Magic says. “I’m only your father, trying to help. You know I’m Daddy Magic because of you, right? I wouldn’t even be here if it wasn’t to take care of–”

Danny doesn’t hear the end of the sentence, because he’s turned on the shower.

~

He pouts as he packs, he stomps as he walks to the Lyft, and he glowers as the Lyft driver tries to make conversation. It doesn’t help, just makes him feel even more pathetic.

He gives the driver five stars and a forty percent tip for dealing with his attitude, and pairs the stomp back to his room with an even more powerful glare at no one in particular. He should have realized, as he swipes the key card to the door and drops his stuff, that the boots in the hallway didn’t belong to him.

“Hey there, pretty boy,” comes a low voice. A shiver slides down Danny’s spine. “Still in a bad mood?”

Danny’s torn – on one hand, he wants to leap into Eddie’s arms and curl up with him all night. On the other, he really is pissed that Eddie didn’t bring his ass to watch his match. “Yes,” Danny snaps. He leans against the wall, making it clear that he refuses to cross the room first.

“Any reason?”

Danny stares at him. “You – you’re that stupid?”

“Hey, watch it.”

“No!” Danny yells. “You said you weren’t gonna be here, for my last big match before you went to Japan, then you show up in my hotel room once it’s too late like it’s supposed to be all fine?!” He shakes his head. “Fuck that.” He wants to add and fuck you, but he can’t. He bites his lip. “It’s not fair.”

Eddie stands and walks toward Danny. He feels like a skittish puppy, with the way Eddie’s looking at him. Like he expects Danny to bolt. Maybe he should. “Danny,” Eddie says, and his gentle voice is enough to make Danny lift his head to meet Eddie’s eyes. “I’ve been here since 6pm tonight.”

“And you still didn’t make my match?!”

“Jesus – no, you fucking – Danny, I was there!” Eddie’s laughing, but Danny can’t decide if it’s kind or not. “I went to your match, I cheered you on. Hell, I even met with a reporter to gush about how much I’m looking forward to you leaving those fuckin’ JAS freaks so you can move on to your own thing.” He reaches out and grabs Danny by the waist, yanking him in. “Don’t you dare think I’m not here for you.”

Danny bites the inside of his cheek. “Why didn’t you come find me?” he asks, embarrassed at his own voice.

“I did,” Eddie says. “Hey, look at me.” Danny does, snapping back to Eddie’s eyes. He was trying to avoid this – he always gets so goddamned lost. “I tried to find you, but they didn’t want me bothering you or Mox.” He scoffs. “I think they were worried I was going to try and fuck up Claudio.”

Danny fidgets. “So you were there.”

“Of course I was there,” Eddie murmurs, sliding his hand up to cup Danny’s cheek. “And you had the balls to doubt me.” He pulls Danny in closer, so all Danny can breathe, see, smell is Eddie. “You’re such a goddamned dumbass sometimes, pretty boy.”

Danny tilts his head up to catch Eddie’s lips, and they kiss so sweetly for so long he feels like he’s in someone else’s life.

Eddie pulls back and Danny tries to chase his lips. “Hold on, baby, don’t get too excited.”

Danny deflates. “You have to go.” He takes a step back, nodding. “Yeah, I get that. Bye.”

“No – for the love of fuckin’ god, Danny.” Eddie takes off his hat and adjusts it, fidgeting. “Why are you always expecting me to leave?”

Danny shrugs.

“This isn’t a negotiation,” Eddie says. He grabs Danny’s shoulders and turns him so he’s looking at himself in the mirror hung by the bed. He can’t pull his eyes away from Eddie’s in the reflection. “Why are you always so ready for me to leave?”

Danny tries to look away, but Eddie tilts his head with his fingertips, and Danny doesn’t know how to refuse. “Because everybody does.”

Eddie sighs. “Do I look like everybody, baby?”

Danny shrugs again, and he’s pretty sure his shoulders will get stuck there.

Eddie sighs. “How do I help?” he asks. “This – I don’t know what this is, but I can tell it’s a problem.”

“It’s not a problem,” Danny replies. “I’m fine.”

“Sure you are.”

Thus begins the longest two hours of his life. Eddie psychoanalyzes every detail of Danny’s life without Danny having to say much at all. He knows Eddie’s a talker, but he never expected this approach from a man so entrenched in grudges from 2005 he’s still fighting his best friends.

“Look, kid, we all got abandonment issues, but you can’t take it out on everyone else. That’s how you end up like me.”

“Jesus, on your birthday? No wonder you have such a complex on big days.”

“If you ever call yourself ‘worthless’ again, I’m gonna feed you to Archer or something.”

Eddie finally stops talking, which Danny was beginning to think he wasn’t capable of, around 1:30 in the morning. Danny’s wrapped around him like an octopus, limbs linked with limbs.

“You asleep?”

“No,” Danny replies, snuggling into Eddie’s chest. “Just trying to recover from the 2 hours of therapy I was just subjected to.”

“It was talking,” Eddie says, a little laugh at the back of his words. “God, you’re weird.”

“You cried on a belt a few weeks back,” Danny replies. He yawns. “Which one of us is weird now?”

Eddie kisses his forehead. “Go to sleep, pretty boy.”

“Don’t wanna,” Danny mumbles. “You’re gonna be gone. Should stay up with you.”

“Go to sleep,” Eddie repeats, a little more firmly this time. “I’ll have my way with you in the morning.”

Danny’s giggle is drowsy, half lost to dreams. “Promise?”

“I promise.”

~

Danny wakes up cozy warm, surrounded by Eddie. He snuggles back against him, and he’s very suddenly met with something long and hard against his ass.

He grins as his eyes open. He laces his fingers with Eddie’s on his stomach, then slowly twists his hips. Eddie makes a pleased noise, and pulls Danny closer. Danny circles his hips slowly, then pulls Eddie’s hand up to pull a finger into his mouth. If this doesn’t wake Eddie up, nothing will.

Eddie lets out a fascinating little moan, something Danny’s never heard from him. Danny grins.

“Morning,” he mumbles. “Waking up okay?” He twists again, and Eddie makes another sound.

“You’re gonna wish you hadn’t done that,” Eddie growls, hand splayed across Danny’s stomach.

“You said that yesterday, and now look where I am.” Danny grinds his ass back on Eddie’s dick, suddenly so desperate and so turned on he can barely see straight. “So I’m pretty sure I’ll be glad I did.”

Eddie rolls them over and presses Danny’s body to the bed. The weight presses Danny’s dick into the mattress, and it’s just enough to tease but nothing enough to mean anything. “Yeah?” Eddie breathes into Danny’s ear. “I could wreck you right here, right now, and you’d probably thank me for it, wouldn’t you.”

“Nah,” Danny gasps as Eddie grabs a handful of his ass. “You’ll be thanking me.”

Eddie’s laugh is cruel and beautiful as he lifts himself off of Danny. “You fuckin’ brat. There’s my boy.”

Danny shivers at the combination of insult and praise. He shifts, ass wiggling up in the air. “Don’t be all talk, Eddie,” Danny says. He tosses a pout over his shoulder at Eddie, who’s already pulling off the clothes he wore to bed.

“All talk,” Eddie scoffs. He reaches out and grabs Danny’s hips. “You have lube, right?”

“Of course I do! What kind of boyfriend do you think I am?” Danny says it without thinking about it. “I mean…” Danny turns around to see a wolfish grin on Eddie’s lips.

“Boyfriend?” he asks. “I mean, I’m a little old to be going with that term, but I’ll call you mine if you want.” He aims a quick swat at Danny’s ass. Danny’s pretty sure his muscles almost fall apart. Eddie runs his hand down Danny’s spine to hand on the back of his neck. “You wanna be mine?”

“Yes,” Danny gasps. “And if you don’t fuck me right now I might die.”

Eddie slides his hand back up Danny’s back to grab a handful of his ass and squeeze. All Danny can do is pray Eddie gets in him soon, because, after last night, every second is feeling like a decade. “I’ll be right back, pretty boy.” Danny feels Eddie’s lips at the base of his spine. “Don’t freak out on me.”

“I’m not gonna freak out.”

Danny meets Eddie’s eyes as he bends over and pulls the lube out of Danny’s backpack. “Really? What was last night then?”

“Last night was you being weird,” Danny replies. “Are you going to just leave me here or are you gonna do something about it?” He wiggles his ass.

Eddie shakes his head and smiles. “You keep taunting me. I need you to know that’s a bad idea.”

“Don’t make promises you can’t keep, then,” Danny replies.

Eddie’s expression changes, and Danny’s dick somehow gets harder. “Yeah? Alright then.” He stands, lube in hand, and walks behind Danny again. It’s all he can do to not look around, to not ruin the surprise.

Danny gasps as he feels Eddie’s tongue slide against the cleft of his ass. “Oh, god.”

“Good?”

“Yes, fuck,” Danny says, trying to wiggle his hips back. Eddie holds him in place, though, sending a thrill up and down Danny’s spine he didn’t expect. “Don’t stop. Please.”

“That’s what I like to hear,” Eddie chuckles. He spreads Danny open and dives his tongue in, and Danny exhales so completely he slides, face down, onto the bed.

“Oh, god,” he says into the comforter. He fists the comforter in his hands, desperate for more. He turns his head. “Eddie, fuck.”

“Good?” Eddie asks.

Danny nods, then remembers Eddie can’t see his face. “So good.” He falls into the sensation of Eddie’s tongue, of the shaking in his thighs, of Eddie’s fingers digging into his ass. He hopes for bruises, for marks, for Eddie to leave him so desperate and aching Danny rides him hard enough he can’t walk the next day. Eddie doesn’t hesitate, and isn’t cute about the way he eats Danny out, tongue diving in and dripping spit everywhere.

Eddie pulls away and Danny almost sobs with the loss. “No,” he half whimpers, “wait, no. Come back.”

“I’ll be back, baby, don’t worry.”

There’s the click of the cap and then the slick sounds of lube. “Oh, thank god.”

Eddie laughs. “I’m no god, pretty boy. But I’ll do my best.”

Danny feels less antsy once Eddie slides the first two fingers in, smooth and thick but not thick enough. He whines a little at the sensation. He’s never gone from nothing to two before, and it sets off a weird feeling of accomplishment.

“Look at you,” Eddie sighs. “Taking two right off the bat? That’s impressive.”

Danny can’t fight the smile on his face. “Thanks.”

“You look good when you shut up,” Eddie continues. He twists his fingers and Danny’s thighs shake. “I could keep you like this for hours, you know. Give you just enough to feel it, not even to get anywhere.” He shifts so he’s at Danny’s ear. “You’d know I was here, the whole time. But you wouldn’t come.”

Danny whines and pushes back against the fingers. “I could deal with that,” he lies, eyes rolling back in his head as Eddie’s fingers brush his prostate. “Long as you don’t leave.”

Eddie stills. “Shit, you mean that, don’t you.”

Danny freezes.

“No, it’s okay,” Eddie says, and his tone is completely different. “Danny, I’m not going anywhere.” He presses his lips to Danny’s back. “I swear. I ain’t leavin’.”

“Okay.” Danny’s voice is tiny, barely more than a whisper.

“Say you know,” Eddie says. “Danny. Say you know I’m never leaving.”

“You’re never leaving,” Danny answers, and tears prick the corners of his eyes. He shoves his face back into the comforter, unsure of when this became who he is. “You’re staying with me.”

“I’m staying with you,” Eddie says, and it feels like a promise.

There’s silence and stillness for longer than Danny wants. “Don’t stop,” Danny says. “I – I need you to fuck me, okay?”

“You don’t gotta ask me twice,” Eddie chuckles. “Just making sure you’re okay.”

“I am,” Danny says. “I’ll be better once your dick’s in me though.”

“Yeah?” Eddie asks. “Well, fuck. I guess I gotta take care of my pretty boy, huh.”

Danny manages to lift himself on shaky arms to look over his shoulder. Eddie’s gaze is soft and sweet, something Danny’s never seen from him before. “Hey, baby.”

“Hi,” Danny says. He almost tempted to look away.

Eddie scissors his fingers a little more, taking Danny down to his elbows again. Danny pants and gasps as Eddie slides in a third.

“Want you,” Danny demands through rough inhales. “Please, I’m ready.”

“Tell me again,��� Eddie says. “What do you want?”

“You,” Danny whines. “Please, I – I need your cock, please.”

“That’s my pretty boy.”

Danny’s elbows give out as Eddie slides into him slowly. He lets out a drawn out, unending moan as Eddie bottoms out, shifting his hips to get used to it. “Oh, fuck, finally. Took you long enough.”

“Hey, there you are,” Eddie chuckles. “My bitchy boyfriend.”

A sensation of heat floods through Danny at that. He’s Eddie’s, he’s Eddie’s boyfriend. And Eddie promised to never leave. It’s more than he’s gotten from anyone before, even if it’s not real. “Yours,” Danny mumbles, and he gives in to the moment.

Eddie’s hands are even more soothing than his voice, sliding up and down Danny’s body as Eddie fucks him deep. On his hips, his back, his chest, his cock. Eddie surrounds him, and Danny’s never felt more known.

The fifth or sixth time Eddie’s hand slides around his cock, Danny moans. “Fuck, I’m close. Already, I’m close.” He doesn’t want it to be over.

“You can come, baby, we’ll do it all over again when I come back.” Eddie starts stroking him. “Yeah? I’ll call you every night like we’re in high school, talk you through opening yourself up on your fingers so you can pretend it’s me.”

Danny whines, fucking back against Eddie’s cock and forward into his fist. “Please,” he gasps. “Please, Eddie, I want to – I want to –” Words escape him as Eddie’s hand and body speed up.

“Yeah, do it,” Eddie says. “Come all over me, baby, show me how much you love this.”

Danny’s entire body tenses and comes harder than he has in his life. Each thrust from Eddie somehow matches the aftershocks, his mind somewhere in oblivion. He thinks, dazed, that he’d fall over if it weren’t for Eddie’s firm grip around his waist.

“Goddamned perfect,” Eddie growls, and then Danny feels Eddie come deep inside him. They still and freeze against each other. Danny thinks Eddie’s rested his head between his shoulder blades. He thinks he feels kisses there. He hopes he’s right. “You okay, baby?”

“Great,” Danny mumbles. “That’s just what I needed.”

Eddie slowly slides out of him and then rolls Danny over. “Hey there, pretty boy,” he says, studying Danny’s face. Danny’s mesmerized. “I’ll be right back, okay? Just need to make sure you don’t fall asleep all sticky.”

Danny sits up slowly. “Give me a second and maybe – maybe we could shower together?” The post sex haze has cleared away any of his insecurities, allowing him to ask for things he’d refused to admit he wanted.

Eddie’s smile turns soft again. “Of course. Come on.”

Danny’s dazed contentment lasts the whole shower, and, in the back of his mind, he remembers there are two flights today and Eddie doesn’t join him on either.

“Alright, what did you just start freaking out about?” Eddie fixes his eyebrows in the mirror. Danny feels strangely like he’s watching a home video. Like this is something he’s not supposed to see. “I can feel you having a moment from over here.”

Danny shrugs. “We both fly home tonight. But…not together.” He looks over at Eddie. “You’re going to Japan.”

Eddie pulls him in, a kiss to Danny’s forehead. “And I’ll think of you every goddamned second, okay?” He holds Danny close, and Danny breathes him in. “I’ll be back as soon as I can.”

Danny tries to memorize the moment, something to hold onto while Eddie’s gone. “I know. But I’ll miss you.”

“I’ll miss you too, pretty boy.” He presses his lips to Danny’s forehead. It feels like less of a kiss and more of a claim. “But I’ll come right back to you.”

Danny nods, and lives the moment as long as it will last.

~

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