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#aaaa this was in my head for a while and took me forever to actually get started on i hate procrastinating
lepusrufus · 2 months
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Info dump on your latest art when ?
You want?? Info dump?? About my wet rat of a bbygorl??? Oh Nonnie I love you I'm kissing you gently on the forehead also you've made a horrendous mistake <3
I'm so sorry to all my friends I never took seriously about dnd I get it now.
So like. Triell.
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This cranky pants here? She's my beloved death domain cleric of Ilmater which I know sounds counterintuitive but hold on. She's part of this small sect of the church that's seen very poorly by both the regular person and fellow worshippers of Ilmater because they got the oh so great fortune of communicating with their god via receiving directions to where disasters are about to happen (be it wars or natural disasters or anything in between) so they can offer aid. So people tend to assume they cause these as opposed to simply going there to warn and help.
They're also all for necromancy (hence the domain), which probably doesn't help the reputation, and make a very strict distinction between the living and the dead. Their logic is a bit callous to be honest, saying that they're heading somewhere where there are about to be quite a few corpses laying around so they might as well use them to protect the living. It's fine and dandy until they resurrect a dead parent to act as a meat shield for their still living child you know. But I mean. It's efficient. Still not a good look tho. (You can probably imagine that Kelemvor and his worshippers hate these guys' guts lol)
But I could make a whole post about beliefs and rites of the sect so anyway.
Triell. She's originally from Menzo but eventually got out of there only to be captured by some particularly nasty duergar for a decade or two, which left her with an incredible disdain for shackles and being locked up and ever returning to the Underdark really. In comes Bellra, already a member of the sect, sent there to warn about what would soon be the collapse of a mine that would have a pretty devastating domino effect on that whole community, but she did manage to get a few people out of there, Triell included, who ended up joining her on her travels.
Yeah they want each other. No they refuse to act on it bc their whole purpose is continuing to walk into situations that might as well become their graves. Yes they're disasters.
At this point Triell is a pretty decent cleric on her own and travels to wherever she's sent, but unlike Bellra who's definitely the more likable and charming of the two, Triell tends to be pretty cynical and angry about being seen as the cause of something she actually wants to try and prevent or at least mitigate to the best of her abilities.
Also her most favorite food is mushroom stew
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I guess you can take the drow out of the Underdark but you can't take the Underdark out of the drow
Anyway I'm forever rotating them in my head like a microwave and I can't wait to actually put her in a campaign I even bought a set of dice (my first set of dice!) to match her aesthetic aaaa
And a huge hug to @thehomelybadger and @zabouncer for sitting in a call with me while I was creating her and helping me out with ideas truly the best enablers xD
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softsadcancerrr · 4 years
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title: Not Another Sad Story
words: 4.3k
summary: "This is a fictional story, this will never happen to us."
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valntynedeangelis · 3 years
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If you want a prompt, how about jealous Thomas confessing his feelings? With loads of fluff and friendship with everybody bc I'm a softie
aaaa I loved this idea!! sorry it took a while I've been working but I love how this came out, I wrote like 50% of it and then scrapped the whole thing and then came out with this which is a million times better than my first one!! Hope you enjoy <3
Requests are OPEN!
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-In which a Jealous Thomas confesses his feelings for you after years of being friends.
- lots of fluff, slight angst and jealousy.
-no warnings.
For what felt like the first time in forever a date you were on with a man was actually going well, he was funny, smart and he wasn't even too bad looking. You clicked on several things and after a few drinks even invited him back to your place.
What you ended up doing that night you couldn't quite recall, but what you did remember was neglecting to tell him about your 4 housemates who embarrassingly greeted the hungover stranger the morning after.
"Nice meeting you...Y/N's date" Damiano laughs, teasing him from the kitchen island as he ate his breakfast and sipped on his morning tea.
The man didn't say anything but just waited for you to let him out, neither did he say anything to you as you watched him run down the driveway to the cab you had called for him.
You sighed as you closed the door, another unsuccessful date, ruined by your four immature best friends, you couldn't stay mad at them though, you loved them endlessly and it was kind of funny the whole situation.
"Dami, do you have to be such a dick all the time?" you jokingly punch his upper arm, causing him to whine slightly in pain.
"No...but it's funny when I am, anyway, he wasn't good enough for our Y/N" he pats you on the head as you sit down, grabbing some food he had prepared from the table. "besides, it wasn't just me it was Vic and Ethan too" you looked over to them and they all began to laugh recalling all the jokes they had made.
"How would you know if he's good enough or not, you didn't even talk to him" stabbing at the food on your plate you felt too sick to eat, you noticed that Thomas was missing, you were glad that Thomas didn't see him though, you had always had a soft spot for him in particular, a sort of crush but you didn't want to ruin your friendship with him.
"no one who is willing to sleep with you on the first date is someone worth keeping" Vic explains, you honestly didn't even know if you had slept with him, you couldn't remember anything from after the date. "and girllll did you sleep with him!!" she begins to laugh almost uncontrollably, only stopping to mimic dramatic sex noises, the other joined in too, you had never been so embarrassed in your life.
"oh my god! I wasn't that bad surely!?" by now your head was in your hands, mortified that the whole house had heard you getting it on last night.
"I was half tempted to sleep outside it was so loud, Miss. pull-my-hair-harder-daddy" Ethan laughs, you felt so ashamed but you couldn't deny how funny the situation was. That was until you realised that Thomas must've heard you.
"wheres Tom?" you ask, trying to make it sound more casual than worried.
"he hasn't come down yet" Dami shrugs, you get up and empty your plate into the bin and place it in the sink before making your way upstairs to Thomases room, which unfortunately was right next to your own.
"Hey, you awake love?" you knock lightly on the door, there's no answer so you knock again. You try the door and it's locked from the inside, Thomas rarely locked his door and he especially never ignored you, it stung.
"Thomas, are you okay? I'm worried!" The pure concern in your voice was enough to make him unlock the door, he hated to make you worry, or upset or anything that wasn't happy really- whenever you were down he would always try to put a smile on your face. That was part of the reason you started getting feelings for him, he genuinely cared for you- the others did too obviously, but not like this, it was different, more intentional.
"what's up" his depressive tone of voice cut you, this wasn't like him at all, you could tell something had upset him and you hoped that it wasn't you who had made him feel that way.
"I just wanted to check on you my love, what's wrong?" he was still stood in the doorway, not allowing you into his room, which again was weird because he never hid anything from you. You always called each other cute names, such as my love or he would call you petal, it had been that way near enough since you met him for the first time.
"Nothing, how's your boyfriend!?" sarcasm dripped from his words you were slightly taken back, he was never like this with you, he was never rude or never judged you, you knew something was bothering him you just couldn't work out why.
"He was not my boyfriend, it doesn't even matter now, those idiots downstairs scared him off" his frown flickers into a slight smirk, the moment soon passed though as his face fell again.
"look, can I just come in, we can cuddle and you can tell me why you're being so weird" you chuckle, trying to lighten the mood, it half works as he opens his door and sits down on his bed, you sit next to him laying your head on his chest. This wasn't unusual, you would often spend the night together in each other's arms watching movies and just talking about anything that came to mind, you never got tired of it.
"Why did you have to sleep with him!?" Thomas' voice was small like he was trying to hold back tears, though you didn't understand why he would be crying, it wasn't the end of the world you sleeping with another man, it wasn't like you belonged to him, you didn't even know if he had feelings back for you or not.
"I was drunk, it's not like it meant anything, it's just one of those things that happen sometimes, it's not the end of the world" you shrug, he just sighs and runs his hands through your hair, that was your favourite feeling in the world, it was just so personal and intimate.
"he wasn't good enough for you anyway, Fiore" he kisses the top of your head, making your heart race slightly.
"you didn't even meet him" you laugh, he was just like the others but you couldn't help but think he had a different reason as to why he wasn't good enough.
"I didn't need to, I just know"
"how?"
"I know because h-he isn't...." his voice catches in his throat and he pauses, unsure whether or not he should go on.
"because he isn't what?" you sit up, your hand now over his heart, he moves his to cover your, yours so small compared to his own.
"because he isn't...he isn't me, okay!"
Silence filled the room as you just sat there, shocked at what your best friend in the world had just admitted to you, it was the last thing you would expect him to say, you had no idea he felt this way about you. You weren't opposed to him having feelings for you though obviously, in a way you were glad he was the first to say anything.
"look, I'm sorry, I shouldn't have said anything I just, I can't stand to see you with any-" Not wanting him to make a fool of himself rambling on you interrupt him, by pulling him in by the shoulders kissing him like you had imagined doing a million times, it was short but full of emotions.
"do you ever stop talking!?" you jokingly tease him, placing your head back on his chest, his hand instantly going back to your hair, stroking lightly, you can hear his heart beating fast through his chest, it put a smile on your face.
"Y/N?"
"Thomas"
"I've been in love with you ever since I lay eyes on you, I never stop thinking about you and your perfect smile, I love every little thing about you, everything I do y/n it's always been for you"
Tears brimmed at your eyes, threatening to spill with every sweet word that left his beautiful lips. You were so relieved to hear those words, you had been waiting years for this moment and it was finally happening.
"Oh Thomas, it's always been you who's owned my heart, all the dates, all the dreadful boyfriends, they didn't mean anything because they weren't you, they could never mean as much to me as you always have" Now it was your heart which was racing it felt so good to finally admit your feelings they had been hidden for so long, it was like a weight had been lifted off your shoulders.
"I love you, sweet angel"
"I love you too my beautiful boy"
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mod-kyoko · 3 years
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Soulmate alphabet with hajime
A (✿❛◡❛)
heya :) here it is! i'm sorry that it took so long!
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a...ging stops at 18 until you find your soulmate so the two of you can grow old together.
cw: it's angsty. pretty angsty actually but it's the kind of angst that turns into fluff at the end. let me know if you want me to write a less or non-angsty version
also attempted sewer slide
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everyone has a time clock
this time clock doesn't keep track of actual time, but marks how long a person has been living
whenever someone turns 18, their clock suddenly stops, and doesn't start ticking again until they meet their soulmate
it'd been a long life for you, to say the least
you were fully aware that you would stay 18 until you found your soul mate
but the problem is, it's been 57 years
you should have met them by now, right??
everyone around you always said to just be patient
but you tried that
you tried it for five decades
you witnessed your childhood friends grow old and die before you, while you stayed 18 forever
it was getting to be too much
after a particularly rough day, your mind heavy with worries and sadness, you made a decision that you never thought you would make
it was time
you never found your soulmate, and you never will
it was dark and gloomy outside, only further lowering your mood
you trudged down the street, heading towards a certain place
it didn't take long to get there
what little light that shone from the moon illuminated the waters below you
you stared out at the horizon, the wind lifting your hair off your shoulders
well, since you're here, there's no turning back
oddly calm, you hoisted yourself onto the railing of the bridge, a small smile displayed on your face
with your eyes closed, you took in the feel of the mist tickling your exposed skin, the earthy smell of the freshwater below
it felt nice
you would have took in your surroundings a bit longer if it wasn't for that yelling somewhere in the distance
you groaned, frustrated that someone would interrupt you
then you heard footsteps approaching, the yelling increasing in volume as if the person was running towards you
"hey! please don't do it" the stranger huffed, as if he was running as fast as he could, until he finally reached you
you didn't have much time to react before he yanked you off the railing, pulling you safely back onto the bridge
you glared at the stranger, while he caught his breath
"what the hell was that for??" you yelled, standing up and dusting yourself off
he met your eyes slowly, concern wrinkling his features
"you looked like you were going to do something bad" he said
you scoffed, anger clouding your judgement
"and that's your business how?"
even though you were yelling at him, he still looked at you with gentle eyes
"well, it isn't, but i still don't think you should do it"
you didn't know how to respond, instead you sank to your knees
your anger had finally dissipated, instead replaced with a deep, heartwrenching sadness
you began sobbing before the tears even spilled over
your cries were loud enough to be heard from blocks away, but you didn't care, you needed to purge your emotions
one wrangled sound after another escaped from your mouth
your body jerked with each sob as you clutched at your sides, while the stranger just stood there
"i'm just,,," you tried to say between hiccups "i'm so tired of living," you brought your hands up to your eyes, furiously wiping at them
the stranger finally moved, kneeling down in front of you
"hey, it's okay. wanna tell me your name?"
you sniffled, finally meeting his eyes
"it's y/n," you whispered quietly
the stranger offered you a smile
"i'm hajime"
after he said his name, two clocks ticked simultaneously
your sniffles immediately stopped, and your body froze
"was that..."
you shoved your hand in your pocket, desperately fishing for your little clock
you nervously pulled it out, gazing at the hands
they were moving again
"oh my god, you're here. you're finally here," you slowly looked back up at him, tears welling up in your eyes yet again
"yeah, it's me," he cooed, lifting up his arms as if to invite you for a hug
on instinct, you threw yourself on him, sobbing for the second time that night
"i'm here for you, okay? i know we don't know each other yet, but i'll stay with you, okay?"
of course, even after you met your soulmate, the road to mental stability wasn't clear
though hajime was always by your side, and he certainly helped
you were glad to finally be aging again, and even more glad that you could age along with someone for once
you were so glad you didn't jump that day
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i have beef with hajime and i know i say that all the time but fr
this was so cute. but i can't simp aaaa
i hope you like it :)
-mod kyoko <3
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juminsmysticmc · 3 years
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Aaaa, I also forgot yestrerday so I'm glad that it's today! Can we have rfa (or rfa + vandy if u like) with mc who don't want to get married but still wants to spend life with them, have family ane all. Thank you for that blog!
RFA with a Mc who doesn’t want to get married 
Hey! I am glad that I wasn’t the only one who forgot, lol. I decided that I will only do the RFA or the Minor Trio for each request, I hope it’s okay, please be free to request the Minor Trio again, yeah? Please tell me your opinion after you read this, okay? Love youuu!
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Jumin
Your heart was beating crazily as you saw the back haired man get on his knees in front of you.
Your eyes looked around at all those people who saw you and waited for your response.
You knew Jumin for 11 days and knew that you wanted to spend your life with him. You loved him. Everything about him made your heart beat quicker and made you feel emotions no one else could make you feel.
However, you never wanted to get married.
You already witnessed how marriage changed people.
Friends, your own parents, neighbors.
Everyone.
You wanted this love to last forever.
,,Yes,’’ you lied, making him happy and kissing your soft lips.
He held your hands in his and smiled so happily.
But eventually, you had to tell him that you actually didn’t want to marry.
Not because of him, but just because you didn’t want to.
When the RFA Party ended and only the member themselves stayed, you pulled your fiancé towards a quiet corner.
,,Yes, my wife to be?’’ he asked you all lovely.
You pressed your lips together.
,,I want to spend my life together with you,’’ you said.
,,Me too,’’ he responded.
,,I want you to become the father of my children,’’ you went on.
,,I would love that too,’’ Jumin laughed, blushing a bit.
,,But I don’t want to get married,’’ you ended your speech.
,,I feel the- what? But… earlier you said…’’ Jumin gasped.
His eyes were open wide as he observed you.
Your hands were sweaty. You were nervous.
For sure, this wasn’t an easy step.
,,Marriage changes love. I want this love to last forever. I promise you I will stay forever by your side, but not as your wife but as simply your partner. I don’t need anything else, but you,’’ you told him, kissing him on his lips and taking away his fears about the non marriage…
Zen
It was Valentine's Day when Zen returned home with a lot of red roses and chocolate.
,,Happy Valentine’s Day, Princess,’’ he told you and kissed you, putting the bag with groceries on the floor and hugging you.
He still felt bad that he didn’t ask you to be his wife.
,,I promise you, as soon as my family finally approves me, I will take you as my wife and make you the happiest woman in the world,’’ he promised you, implanting a kiss on your head.
,,Well,’’ you began.
,,I never want to live a second without you, but honestly speaking, Hyun, I don’t want to get married,’’ you confessed, biting your lip as you waited for his answer.
,,Huh?’’ he asked, kind of confused.
Wasn’t it every woman’s dream to walk down the aisle in a white dress?
,,I don’t want to get married. Like, we could use the money better for our future children. Not being married is so much better, less work, and doesn’t cost that much,’’ you told him, taking his hands.
,,Jagjya, money isn’t an issue for me, you know?’’ he asked you, worried that you may think that he didn’t have enough money to marry you.
,,I know, but I just don’t want it… I don’t need a wedding as long as I have you, I don’t need marriage to make a family with the man I like,’’ you told him.
,,A family as a non married man… guess my family will never approve of me…’’ he mumbled.
You suddenly felt bad. Was it that important to him…? 
Instead, he surprised you with a totally different topic.
,,Since they don’t approve of my job, myself, or my lifestyle and wouldn’t even accept that I am not married, let’s do a baby right away!’’ he laughed and took your body in his embrace, slowly taking off his jacket....
Yoosung
After a while of being together as a couple with Yoosung, it finally happened - despite not being married, which wasn’t a problem for you, you got pregnant.
For Yoosung’s mother, something horrible.
,,Tell Mc that I will pick her up next monday to choose a dress with her,’’ his mother told him at nine a clock, after you spent the last three hours vomiting.
,,Sorry, babe,’’ Yoosung said, looking apologetic into your eyes.
You got up, pissed, and out on your shoes.
,,You know, Yoosung,’’ you began, looking into his sleepy eyes.
,,That’s the reason why I actually am against marriage. I love you and I want to spend my life with you. I want to have more children with you, but I don’t want to get married.
It’s stressful. It’s something I didn’t want to have, but now for your mother I have to try on a white dress, even through this is against my wishes, and I honestly don’t want to live life like that!’’ you told him and went into the kitchen, leaving Yoosung in his bed alone.
,,Mc, wait!’’ he called you, jumping up too and running behind you.
,,What do you mean with ‘something I didn’t want to do’? You don’t want to get married?’’ he asked you again.
You explained to Yoosung that you loved him dearly, but that you simply didn’t want to get married.
Yoosung nodded.
,,Besides,’’ you began, ,,you need to spend your life with me, not with her. And if you can’t do that even through we aren’t even married, imagine how a married life will go!’’
You ended your sentence and began to cook the food.
With that, Yoosung disappeared.
You heard him yelling for about ten minutes before he came out, ready to eat breakfast.
,,What happened?’’ you asked him, concerned.
,,I told my mother to find my sister a husband and instead leave my girlfriend alone because she will live with me forever even though she won’t be my wife,’’ Yoosung told you, making you smile brightly.
Jaehee
Finally, marrying for the both of you wasn’t a problem anymore.
However, deep inside you didn’t want to get married.
Sometimes you were just scared of changes and wanted to keep things the way they were - for example the relationship between you and your girlfriend Jaehee.
However, you were afraid of her reaction.
Both of you decided to sit down with a coffee around the table while the doors of your coffee shop were closed.
,,Thank God we closed for lunch time,’’ Jaehee laughed as she brought you your hot meal.
,,Yeah,’’ you responded, thinking how busy you were for the last four hours.
,,Okay, Mc...there is something off, please tell me what’s wrong?’’ Jaehee asked you.
,,I’m sorry, Jaehee… I was just worried… like, I am afraid of what will become of us if I tell you what is going through my head,’’ you honestly began.
,,Just tell me, nothing will change. I promise you,’’ she assured you and took your hand.
,,I...I love you and I want to stay with you and have a family, I want to work with you, be your best friend and so on… but I don’t want to get married.
I don’t know why, but I am just against it.
The whole attention, the money… I just don’t want to. Is that okay?’’ you asked her, playing with your hands and licking your lips nervously.
Jaehee stayed silent for a few seconds, but then smiled.
,,Mc, I would never force you to anything if you don’t want to, it’s okay. As long as we are together, I’m okay with it,’’ Jaehee said as she took your hands and smiled even warmer.
,,As long as you’re happy, I’m happy too,’’ she nodded.
Saeyoung
Saeran was healthy and happy by your side, Jumin managed to do something with the twins’ father after a long time, and everything was returning to normal.
You and Saeyoung were engaged for three years by now and the wedding preparations finally began.
However, the stress did too.
You and Saeyoung went to sleep alone for three nights in a row by now and both of you were unhappy 24/7.
You were simply unhappy with the theme he decided to go with and… well, you didn’t know what he was angry for.
But he was, and the more he was, the angrier you got.
It didn’t take any longer when you spoke up the fourth day.
,,I can’t take it anymore,’’ you hissed, making Saeran look up from his plate.
,,I don’t like the location, I hate the flowers, sorry Saeran, but no!’’ you hissed, since he chose the flower, making Saeyoung glare at you for hissing at his brother.
,,I don’t like the dress, I hate the shoes, and I dislike the decorations. I don’t like the food, I simply don’t like -’’
,,The groom either?’’ Saeyoung asked you, hitting the fork on the table and standing up, making him look taller than you.
,,His attitude,’’ you hissed.
,,Good, cause it’s the same for me,’’ he groaned.
,,Good! Same here!’’ you yelled.
,,Let’s call it off!’’ he hissed and turned away, regretting his words right away.
,,Yeah! PLEASE!’’ you shouted, feeling better now.
However, a big misunderstanding was growing in the room.
Thank God Saeran asked both of you if you were breaking up.
,,NO! YES!!’’ both of you responded at the same time, looking at each other’s eye with panic written all over your face since no one expected the response.
,,We aren’t breaking up, are we? I mean, I still love you… I just want to call off the marriage…’’ you mumbled, now slowly tearing up as you realized that your fiancé was breaking up with you.
,,NO NO NO NO NO!’’ Saeyoung whined, jumping over the chair and hugging you.
,,I thought you were breaking up with me…’’ he whined and kissed you on your head.
,,Let’s stay together, but let’s call off the wedding…’’ he whispered and finally felt much better.
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dralf0yy · 4 years
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Wedding Bells || 2 || F.W x Reader
A/N: I AM SO SORRY I TOOK SO LONG TO GET THIS UP BUT ITS FINALLY HERE AAAA!! If i’m being honest, I’m not a big fan of the way I ended this bc it felt rlly unfinished but I felt the need to get it up as soon as I could. I hope you guys enjoy and sorry for the long ass wait 🥺
Word count: 1.6K (aaa she’s a bit sh0rt)
Part 1
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Fred landed at the beach just outside his aunt’s old cottage.
The place he proposed to you
The weather was unironically cloudy and cold—identical to the way he felt.
Chills ran up Fred’s spine as he wandered around the beach, taking in the beautiful, calming scene around him. It reminded him of you. More specifically the way you were always remarkably gorgeous without effort, even in your darkest moments, and the way you soothed him with your embrace and kind, loving words.
It made Fred hate himself for abandoning you. You were fragile and even the smallest inconveniences would chip away parts of you that made you happy and whole. Everyone,especially Fred, knew this. He knew that you had cracked when the war broke out and he almost died. And he knew that this time, you had completely shattered, and it was all his fault.
He made his way up the sandy hills, marching through some of the long grass that had sprouted up and halted when he had reached the top. His eyes fluttered closed as he inhaled the salty scent of the ocean, thinking of the day he proposed
One year ago
“Fred where are you taking me?” You giggled as you trailed behind Fred with your hand intertwined with his.
The two of you, and George, had been helping Bill and Fleur fix up their aunt’s old cottage. It had been a long, hard day of redecorating and repainting and the sun was almost completely set
“You’ll see soon enough my love. We’re almost there.. Okay now close your eyes and wait here for a few seconds”
You nodded in response and heard Fred’s soft footsteps shuffling around in the sand. You shifted your weight back and forth between your left and right foot and giggled when you heard your boyfriend curse at the sand under his breath
After a few more seconds of shuffling, you heard Fred whisper
“You can open your eyes now, love”
Your eyes fluttered open slowly and you expected to see his face inches from yours but much to your surprise, he was on one knee clutching a small, black velvet box that fit perfectly in the palm of his hand with a heart shape dug into the sand surrounding the two of you. Fred steadied himself and gazed up into your eyes
“Y/n, these past 6 years with you have been unbelievably amazing. You have shown me what love and true happiness feels like and I will be forever grateful for that. There is no one else I would rather have by my side for the rest of my life, besides George of course,” He joked as a tear cascaded down your cheek
“no one else that I would rather give my love to, wake up next to every morning, have lots of little Weasleys with, and no one else that I would rather marry than you. And the war last year made me realise that I didn’t wanna wait any longer for this. So, Y/n Y/m/n Y/l/n.. Will you marry me?”
Tears of joy were now uncontrollably streaming down both your cheeks as you chuckled and silently—but enthusiastically— nodded your head
“Yes! A million times yes!” You exclaimed and pulled Fred up, bringing your hands around the back of his neck and pulling him in for a kiss that was so full of love and passion that it made his head spin
Present
Fred let out a loud, broken sob and collapsed onto his knees remembering the memory that had once made him so ecstatic. He stayed there with his face buried in his hands for what seemed like hours while mumbling ‘I’m so sorry’ repeatedly to the empty space in front of him
Fred lifted his head back up and the sun was barely visible on the horizon.The sky had slightly cleared in the few hours that he had been there and it became a flurry of yellow, orange, purple and pink streaks.
It was a beautiful image. It was one that you wished you could share with your dearest loved ones when things were bad. It gave Fred the a sense of calmness that he needed to clear his head
“I’m gonna make this right” He stated and disapparated back to the Burrow
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“Here Y/n/n, have some cake, love” George offered to you. A grateful grin appeared on your face as you took the small, fragile plate with a slice of cake on it from him carefully and snuggled into his side. You sighed tiredly as he wrapped his arm around your shoulders
“Something on your mind?”
“Well.. I’m just worried Georgie. What if he’s done something reckless and got hurt or can’t get back to us—?”
“Don’t worry, love I’m right here” Both your heads turned towards the front door, and there, stood the one and only, Fred Weasley
You immediately sprung off the couch and out of George’s embrace, dropping the plate of cake in the process, and ran towards Fred. You jumped on him, wrapping your legs around his waist, and buried your face in the crook of his neck.
“Oh my Godric! You’re okay” You squeaked and hugged him tighter. He let out a quiet chuckle and gave you a kiss on the top of your head before setting you back down on the ground. He looked at you with a faint smile on his face, looking as if he was trying not to break again
He didn’t manage to keep the facade up for very long. He pulled you into his chest and burst into tears. Through his fit of sobs, you could hear him choke out an apology
“Shh it’s okay, Fred. We don’t have to talk about this right now..” You cooed soothingly—but slightly muffled— into his chest. You pulled away to look up at his face
“How about you head up for tonight? We can talk in the morning” Fred nodded and started to trail off towards the stairs with your hand wrapped inside his but stopped when he realised you weren’t moving
“A- Are you not coming up with me?” he hiccuped. You opened your mouth to answer but George beat you to it
“Actually Y/n, I think you better head off to bed. I need to talk to Fred”
Too tired to protest, you muttered an ‘okay’ and tread up the creaky stairs of the Burrow leaving the twins alone to talk.
Fred awkwardly stood in the room and rocked back and forth on his feet looking anywhere but at George who was patiently waiting for you to be out of earshot
“I’ll get straight to the point,” He snapped, “I hope you’ve acknowledged that you messed up, Fred. Y/n spent the last 5 hours crying and worrying about you, wondering what she could’ve done wrong for you to walk out on her like that—”
“She didn’t—”
“I KNOW SHE DIDN’T,” George sighed in frustration, “I’ve tried to mend her as much as I could, but the rest is up to you. She’s like a sister to me and I don’t wanna lose her because of something stupid that you did to hurt her. Now go up there and make it up to her and don’t ever take an amazing person like her for granted— because we both know that Y/n won’t give you a 3rd chance”
Fred nodded and trailed up the stairs towards his childhood bedroom, not knowing how to respond as it was a little unusual to see George so serious and worked up about something.
Fred quietly pushed the door open, expecting you to be asleep and not wanting to wake you. He stepped in and felt his heart ache at the sight of you curled up in George’s bed with tears streaming down your face, with muffled hiccups coming from you and clutching onto one of Fred’s christmas sweaters, staring at the floor
You peered up towards the doorway where Fred was standing. Your teary gaze shifted back to the floor next to a small mound of clothing. Your hushed hiccups ceased and the room was filled with deafening silence
Fred’s shoes came into your line of sight and his hand made contact with your shoulder.
“D’you wanna move over to my bed, love?” He whispered gently. You lazily nodded your head and sat up. You made your way over to Fred’s bed and hesitantly lied down on the edge of the mattress. A deep sigh left Fred’s lips as mattress dipped next to you
You unhurriedly shifted around and stared into Fred’s cinnamon coloured eyes with your own Y/e/c orbs. You noticed that they were bloodshot and slightly puffy, but nevertheless, they were still as enchanting as always.
You cast your gaze down towards the pillow, taking a deep and shaky breath. “Be honest,” You said in a voice that was barely a whisper, “Did I do something wrong?”
“No!” Fred exclaimed suddenly, making you jump, “Sorry I- No, you didn’t do anything wrong. I just—I was being a git and I was just doubting everything, you know? I was.. I was anxious that you didn’t really wanna marry me or that I wasn’t actually ready” he said in a quieter voice.
You nodded and sighed, succumbing to the warmth of Fred’s chest and absorbed what he just confessed.
You decided to leave a lot of things unsaid. Knowing that he was willing to come back and make things right again was enough for you to give him another chance—though you knew you would no matter what he had done anyway.
The familiar sound of Fred’s heartbeat reminded you that he was there, and there for good, along with the feeling of his arms tightening around your frame and your entangling legs. Things were at a fair balance once again, and the two of you couldn’t be more content with your journey of love
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toorumochi · 3 years
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KaruShuu OTP Questions
Ah- I created ehhh 4?? I suppose KaruShuu head-canons posts today but do I regret it? Absolutely not, I loved it. So here you go, have another one, don't be shy, read it.
Also, please keep in mind that these head-canons are completely made up by me in a way of that it's just how I would see it sksksk also here, KaruShuu would be probably adults?? Also married??
Anyways, enjoy~ 🌸
Who is the most affectionate? Sinceee they got married, I'm sure the longer into the relationship, the more they have opened up to each other? Karma would be the type to wake up first in the morning and kiss Shuu good morning, but since Shuu is an early bird, he would wake up before Karma and make breakfast for him. Thats how he shows affection ❤️🧡
Most common argument? Sad to think that they NeEd to argue 🙄💅 but oh well- I thinkkk they would argue over super silly things. For example what to watch (If you have read my previous head canons, you will know what I mean by 'Shrek Marathons'):
"Let's watch something"
"Sure, what do you have in mind?''
Karma would just grin over to Shuu and Shuus eyes would widen, "Hell no"
"Absolutely ye-"
"Karma don't you dAR-"
They ended up watching (again for the 12 time this week) Shrek.
Who apologizes first? Karma apologies fly out of his mouth faster than they stop arguing. Karma would rather apologize than not let them talk for the next few hours.
Favorite (non-sexual) activity to do together? They enjoy getting massage! Ifff KaruShuu was too lazy to go out to get a professional massage for a few hours, they would do it to each other. (It usually ends with them making out later on but I'll delete that part)
Who is most likely to carry the other? Karma would carry Shuu ❤️😩 Ugh bridal style to embarrass him 💀💅
Nicknames?
For Karma, by Shuu: Tamponhead (I used this one in my fanfic and I will forever love it), Moron, Karma. Tbh, I don't think neither like these pet-names or nicknames since that think they are 'cringy'.
Tho, Karma has quite a few: Shuu (Main, he doesn't use 'Gakushuu' but when he does, Shuu melts lol), Pumpkin, Orange, pumpkin pie, Strawberry shortcake (bc he loves strawberries so why not call Shuu one 😌🤚🏻), Sugar cube (Idk I think it's cute, tho I don't know if that's even a nickname- 💀💀)
Also a note: They would definitely not use 'baby', 'babe', 'honey' bc- noooo 😩💀
Who proposes? Karma 💅
Who sings along with the radio? Karma would sing along but he is horrible at singing and Shuu makes him KNOW it by him singing and Karma shuts up but finds it hilarious at the same time.
Who worries most? Both do, depending on the situation. Shuu would be worried about stuff like paying taxes or things like that, meanwhile Karma is worried for Shuus health, if he is eating enough as well as getting enough sleep every night. Shuu is a hardworking bee after all ✨
Who always wants to take selfies with the other? Karma wants to, for example they are traveling somewhere for vacation and Karma wants to take as many pics as possible with his husband so he can later on put them into an album ❤️😩 (KaruShuu as a married couple >>>>)
Who likes to playfully tease the other? Ohhh~ Karma teases Shuu all the time, but there are times where Shuu would feel playful so he would tease back
Who has the weirdest taste in their music? Karma I'm begging you- his music taste changes every week and road trips are a disaster for Shuu
Who remembers what the other one always orders at a restaurant? Karma remembers because Shuu is always ordering the same things since he is minimalistic lol but Karma is a living chaos when it comes to food so Shuu can't remember it all.
Who is embarrassed to take their clothes off in front of the other? Lmao no matter for how long they are already together, no matter if they are married, no matter how many times they had done it, Shuu would be the one to be embarrassed about it every time.
Who tops? ...Okay so here, personally as someone who writes Fanfics, Karma tops. Always. I just- I just can't imagine Shuu as a top?? my friends gave me some really valid reasons for Shuu to be a top but I just can't see it 😩
Who initiates kisses? Both I guess? But mostly Karma
Who reaches for the other's hand first? Oooo here an example! If they are driving in the car, and Karmas hand is free, Shuu usually reaches for it but as soon as Karma needs it to drive, he has to let go. Or if they are in the cinema - Shuu would definitely hold onto Karmas hand the whole time - as comfort, since they usually watch Horror movies together so yea 😌
Who kisses hardest? Who is most ticklish? Both is Karma, but when it comes to tickling, even tho Karma is more ticklish, he is also stronger than Shuu so he can easily pin him down and tickle him, just for the sake to see Shuu giggle which kills him bc God damnit isn't he adorable?
Who brings an animal they found home? Lol depends on the animal. I would say Karma is a cat person and Shuu is a dog person b u t Shuu is allergic to cats so they can't have cats. But I think if Karma would be the one to bring an animal home, it would be a dog.
Who holds the umbrella for the other when it's raining? Karma's shoe laces often get untangled, so when Karma bends to tie them, Shuu stands over him with an umbrella to keep the rain from pouring on him.
Who tries to playfully embarrass the other in public? Karma 😭
Who kills the scary bugs? Oh lemme tell you about this one:
Shuu HATES bugs, since he always had the feeling of his father having a bunch of centipedes around himself whenever he acted manipulative and so on so he hates them. So one time when Shuu was taking a shower, and Karma was in the kitchen, Shuu suddenly screeched so Karma went to check on him. He walked onto a Shuu, covering himself with a towel and looking absolutely T E R R I F I E D at the ceiling, stuttering. Karma was hella confused so he looked up and oop here we go, a spider. Karma obv took the spider off the ceiling to free it, but first he had to tease and scare his husband a little by walking towards the shower stall, "Shuu look~ He wants to be friends with you~", the way Shuu screamed at this made almost all of the windows in the apartment break.
Who asks the weird questions at random in the middle of the night? Karma does that on a daily basis, but when Shuu is a little bit drunk, he would ask weird questions to which Karma never has an answer but he jokes around.
Who hogs the blankets? Karma hogs them and Shuu ends up having a cold the next morning 😭
Who wakes up first? Shuu is an early bird, but Karma wakes up first for work.
Who wants to stay in bed just a bit longer? On weekends, they both stay in bed a bit longer to cuddle ❤️💕
Who always makes coffee for the other each morning? Karma makes coffee for Shuu before he leaves for work 🥰
Who cries during certain films or when reading sad books? Lmao Karma cries during Shrek every time the scene comes up where Shrek had an argument with Donkey 😔
Who gets scared during horror films? Shuu 😩😩 He would (as said before) take Karmas hand for comfort
Who tells their friends/family about the relationship first? Lmao none since GakuHOE is well, a hoe so they won't trust him b u t I have the feeling of Karmas mom being actually super supportive?? But they wouldn't tell her, she would just get the hint and then when she receives the wedding invite she goes "oh-".
What do their friends/family think of the relationship? Rio was shipping this since the beginning of middle school aight, she loves it and she even threw a party for them. #IstanRioNakamura
Who is more likely to ask the other to dance with them? Karma would ask Shuu to dance obv but Shuu would go along 😩💕
Who cooks best? Karma! And Shuu loves his cooking! :D
Who wears the other's jacket? Shuu is the one to wear long coats, and Karma those thicc jackets. Shuu usually gets super cold even with the coat on, so Karma gives Shuu his jacket on top of the coat lol.
Who uses cheesy pickup lines? Karma- anywhere. Have an example:
"Hey Shuu, could you feel the shirt?", he asked Shuu while they went shopping and Karma wAsN't sure about his T-Shirt choice so Shuu was running his fingers slightly over Karmas chest with the shirt still on and thinking about the material, then Karma went: "Know what it's made of?", and Shuu looked at him and was about to answer him, but Karma was quicker and continued, "Boyfriend material", ObViOuSlY with a grin and Shuu was a gay blushing mess 💅 but then Shuu went along, "What do you mean boyfriend? I can only see Husband material", and tuRNED AWAYYYYY~
Who whispers inappropriate things in the other's ear during inappropriate times? AAAA I T H I N K I've written sum like this before- So two things that happened:
KaruShuu were invited to a funereal or sum and pls the church was quiet and stuff but obv Karma had to joke around and he leaned over to Shuus ear and whispered a joke into his ear which made our stubborn Shuu giggle and the church was this close👌 to throw them out lmao
Shuu was at work, and Karma likes to call him randomly, but oh well Shuu picks up and Karma starts to tease him over the phone maybe something very sexual stuff (knowing Karma he would) and Shuu just- he is sitting at his desk and his workers are giving him looks about why is he blushing so much.
Who makes the other laugh most? Karmas jokes always make Shuu laugh, sometimes even cry since they are hilarious.
Who would have to bail the other out of jail? Oh my God- Shuu would have to bail Karma out of jail maybe during college years, but I think Karma would mature a bit more as an adult
What would be their theme song? YOOO- A WHOLE PLAYLIST WOULD BE NEEDED-
Who would sing their child back to sleep? OOO!! Karma would be the type to read stories, but Shuu would sing them to sleep :D
What do they do when they're away from each other? I can imagine that they both have those business trips from time to time, so when they are apart, they FaceTime each other every evening to check on each other. Yes indeed they must stay at fancy hotels for their business trips and they are being served food, but they still check that the other one is eating and sleeping well. Oh and good morning and goodnight texts™️🥰
A headcanon about them that stabs your feels? Oh- oH GOD- That maybe they tend to act very distant at first in their relationships?? Or more cold? For example Shuu, he would not really know nor show much affection to Karma and Karma at first thinking that Shuu doesn't love him at all (which isn't true bc Shuu loves him deeply) but then he after some time figures it out when Shuu opens up to him more.
A headcanon that mends the previous one? That they both after some time spend together, have the opportunities to open up to each other, know each other better as well as find out each others weaknesses and strengths which makes their relationship stronger. I absolutely love them ❤️😩
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mochib00 · 4 years
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sleepover w/ da karasuno first years (part 2)!!
yamaguchi tadashi
♡ baby was kinda nervous at first. what if he messes up? what if he does something that you think is weird? what if his room is too messy for you? what if-
♡ you reassured him that everything's gonna be fine, and even if he does something weird, you're still gonna love him, weirdness and all.
♡ so on to the night of the sleepover
♡ his mom was dElighted to meet you. i mean, you're her lovely tadashi's sweetheart, of course you're as endearing as he is
♡ after a few 'shush, mom's and some apologising from tadashi, you two went upstairs to his room. you weren't surprised at the tidiness of the room, actually. you kind of expected it.
♡ "ah, sorry if my room's too messy…"
♡ yAMZ UR ROOM IS LICHERALLY THE CLEANEST AND TIDIEST OUT OF THE FIRST YEARS WHOT DI FOCK
♡ you asked him what he wanted to do to spend the night, and he just scratched the back of his neck
♡ "tsukki and i used to have sleepovers when we were little… still do, but all we do is listen to music and watch some movies. it's not fun or anything." "well why don't we do the same?"
♡ turns out that he has a vinyl record player and a bunch of vinyls he and tsukishima shared
♡ "we both have a collection. his is bigger though."
♡ oh how you are so deeply in love with this boy
♡ you watched as he puts the vinyl on the player and it starts spinning
♡ mmmm sound quality mmmm
♡ you laid on his bed and you gestured him to lay next to you, and as soon as he landed on the bed, you wrapped your arms around him like you'd die if you don't keep holding onto him. (and well, that's sort of true.)
♡ he felt his ears grow red and pink blossoming on his cheeks, but he returned the gesture and rested his head on top of yours
♡ you felt the vibrations from his voice when he softly hums the tune to the music, and when you press your ear to his chest, his heart is beating calmly along with the music.
♡ man you just wished that you could stay like this forever, with your hearts beating next to each other
♡ you two were having a good time when your stomach started to complain, and you laughed awkwardly as tadashi chuckled at the loud noise from your tummy
♡ he got up from the bed and was about to head downstairs to make you some food when you grabbed his hand and, with a pouty face, you said, "let me go with you."
♡ and so you quietly watched the boi make your food while hugging him from the back, head rested on his shoulder
♡ sigh so domestic
♡ perhaps you two would watch a movie of your choice after dinner. tadashi would make comments about the movie, and you would quietly nod, agreeing with him even though you don't understand what he's saying sometimes
♡ everything was just so peaceful and calm, no exciting pillow fights, no heated uno competitions, just quietly listening to music and enjoying each other's presence
♡ you fell asleep in tadashi's arms while he was whispering sweet nothings into your ear, stroking your soft hair as he does so
tsukishima kei
☆ wasn't very sure about it at first. i mean, why would you want to have a sleepover with him? he's not as fun as the others, and he's quiet.
☆ but you somehow convinced him to have you come over and spend the night.
☆ of course, you brought a dino onesie for him- just to tease him a little. (and mayhaps he would look cute in it, but shh.)
☆ "c'mon, you love dinosaurs don't you?"
☆ he actually likes the onesie very much, but he does not want to wear it. too cute for him to wear, he thinks.
☆ but with your amazingly powerful puppy eyes, you successfully forced convinced him to wear it. (and you were whining about it, so to shut you up, he just did what you wanted.)
☆ guess what? you also have another dino onesie to match with him!!
☆ his heart melted when you beamed at him, telling him how cute both of you looked together.
☆ he won't do this for anyone else but you, he told himself.
☆ you forced him to take a few pictures of you two with your matching dino onesies. he asked you to delete them, but instead of obeying him, you set it as your lockscreen. (poor boy was trying so hard to hide his blush.)
☆ you decided to watch a movie together, and you two spent at least 10 minutes arguing if you should watch jurassic park or the little mermaid.
☆ (you ended up watching the little mermaid.)
☆ he had an arm over your shoulder while you're watching the movie, but when you leaned closer and pressed yourself onto his body he tried not to gasp
☆ "OH FUCK THEY'RE SO CLOSE HNGH WHAT DO I DO??"
☆ but he still managed to put on a poker face. kudos to you for staying calm, kei.
☆ when the movie ended and you got up to go to the bathroom, he was relieved that you weren't that close to him anymore, but he missed the warmth of your body. pick a struggle, tsukki.
☆ you're the type to go to sleep early, but kei isn't.
☆ you're sound asleep in his arms, a blanket keeping the both of you warm, and he's looking at you with a soft expression that no one would ever think he'd make. but the one that he loves so much is sleeping so peacefully in his arms, he can't help but smile.
☆ (he hopes that you're actually asleep so you won't see him smiling.)
☆ he fell asleep to your calm breathing, and when you woke up the next morning, his lips were curled into a smile. his expression looked so soft you felt your heart melt.
a/n: aAAA sorry it took so long for the second part!! if u want to see more of the sleepover w/ the boys hcs then plz let me know!! (*´ω`*)
(i also got lazy at tsukki's part so um. plz forgive me)
u can read part one here !! (^o^)v
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maggielindemanns · 3 years
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tag nine people to learn about their interests!
TAGGING: @ijzerengels @calumthoodshands @redrattlers @thenervousduck @arzkiya-hai @kritiquer @lesbianearn @sondergf @embeddedinmybrain @vexedtonightmares @tsjernobyl @bandsanitizer @tarcyjonsson and anyone else that wants to! idk who did this or not, sorry if you already did it but you may of course ignore me.
aaaa also thank you @ottelu for the tag! love u bestie <3
MUSIC
fave genre: r&b and pop, for sure
fave artist: ariana grande, halsey, savannah ré, normani, alina baraz, kiana ledé, chloe moriondo, troye sivan, the neighbourhood, bastille, 5SOS (& luke hemmings solo !!!!!! my baby) — basically i love music, we been knew, i have so many faves i can’t pick one
fave song: rn it’s for sure ur best friend by kiana ledé ft kehlani or girl on tv by chloe moriondo
most listened to song lately: according to last.fm, it’s wild side by normani agskdhsk i do wish she released it without cardi tho i’ll die on this hill idc its fine i just skip her part
song currently stuck in your head: you right by doja cat actually and ur best friend i couldn’t stop singing those two at work
five fave lyrics (in no particular order, there’s too many i love omg)
“i know i’ll never meet your expectations / but the picture that you paint of me looks better in your mind” — high, 5SOS
“you don’t believe in one divine / but can you tell me you believe in mine? / ‘cause you’ve been my god, my god / and when you’re gone i’m godless, i’m godless” — godless, banks
“you’re the only one, you’re the only one / i’m so wrapped up in a daze / hoping this is just a phase / but when all is said and done / i know you are still the one” — the only one, the black keys
“i get lost inside all the stars in your eyes, it’s a galaxy / you control the tide like the moon in the sky, you’re the gravity” — more than enough, alina baraz
“standing there, you look at me / understanding everything / yeah, it’s so fascinating / you patch up the blood and the cuts / but our blood got mixed up / so i guess we belong to each other” — love song, yungblud
radio or your own playlist | solo artists or bands | pop or indie | loud or silent volume | slow or fast songs | music video or lyric video | speakers or headset | riding a bus in silence or while listening to music | driving in silence or with radio on
BOOKS
fave book genre: idk i prefer like YA novels and romance i guess but idc really, i just don’t like fantasy stuff like harry potter or . historical fiction?? i guess you could call it?? (tried to read pride and prejudice for leisure ……….. boring as fuck like holy shit) or science fiction like boring boring boring idc no offense to anyone that loves it of course
fave writer: don’t have one really
fave book: aaaaaa i don’t have one of these either !! the one that always comes to mind though is giovanni’s room, but i just love that book, it was brilliant
fave series: mmmm i don’t really like series but caro’s got me into reading trc so i guess that’ll be my fave series once i’m done!
comfort book: rwrb <3
fave book to read on a rainy day: giovanni’s room sgsjdhsj i literally reread it bc it has some of my fave lines ever
fave characters: adam parrish, blue sargent, ronan lynch, gansey but he on thin ice, ari and dante, aiden navarro, alex claremont-diaz, charlie and nick (actually . everyone in heartstopper except the characters that are a plague <3), and more that i cannot think of most likely
five fave book quotes: (again no particular order i love so many)
“My dear fellow, you forget that we are in the native land of the hypocrite.” || “The world is changed because you are made of ivory and gold. The curves of your lips rewrite history.” — the picture of dorian gray, oscar wilde
“topography on the map of you, a world i’m still charting.” — red, white, and royal blue, casey mcquiston
“It is cruel to have made me want to live only to make my death more bloody.” || “I loved him. I do not think that I will ever love anyone like that again.” || “And here my baby came indeed, through all that sunlight, his face flushed and his hair flying, his eyes, unbelievably, like morning stars.” || “And there’s something awful about being at the mercy of a stranger.” — giovanni’s room, james baldwin (ik i cheated so bad w this SHUSH)
“And then I think we all realized what fools we’d been. We might get out sometime, but she was locked up forever in that body.” — girl, interrupted, susanna kaysen
“You and I, we don’t walk the lines. We just follow the echoes.” || “My mother used to say, ‘Don’t throw compliments away, so long as they’re free.’” His face was very earnest. “That one wasn’t meant to cost you anything, Blue.” — the raven boys, maggie stiefvater
hardcover or paperback | buy or rent | standalone novels or book series | ebook or physical copy | read at night or during the day | reading at home or in nature | listening to music while reading or in silence | reading in order or reading the ending first | reliable or unreliable narrator | realism or fantasy | one or multiple POVS | judging by the covers or by summaries | rereading or reading just once
TV & MOVIES
fave tv/movie genres: coming of age, romance (ehhh to some degree), i like indie movies, idk same as books i dont like science fiction, historical stuff, or fantasy im boring okay
fave movie: dont have one tbh
comfort movie: speech and debate or easy a
movie you watch every year: dont have one
fave tv show: dear white people or skam + remakes, i like other ones tho like stranger things
comfort show: skamverse <3 not exactly an answer but mhm
most rewatched tv show: skamverse or dear white people OR THE FOSTERS …. dude …….. i used to watch that all day every day then they took it off netflix …. now it’s dance moms i play for background noise and watch on occasion
five favorite characters: lionel higgins, joelle brooks, olive penderghast, lucas lallemant, eleonora sava, fallon carrington, howie (speech and debate), connor walsh, annalise keating, wes gibbins, archie coleman, ellie chu, beth harmon, lara jean covey (yes here i am overlisting again i’m so sorry)
tv shows or movies | short seasons (8-13 episodes) or full seasons (22 episodes or more) | one episode a week or binging (well …. i don’t binge actually i have a horrible attention span) | one season or multiple seasons | one part or saga | half hour or one hour long episodes | subtitles on or off | rewatching or watching just once | downloads or watches online
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oikeiji · 4 years
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thief | tamaki
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summary: after deciding to come over to hang out at your boyfriend’s place you discover he’s the reason why your underwear has been missing. you show him how bad boys are punished.
pairing: amajiki tamaki x f!reader
word count: 1268
content: smut/nsfw
warnings: filthy!!! dirty!!!! plz read at your own risk :,) very vulgar language hahah
(off topic but he looks so gorgeous in the gif above AAAA. ok enjoy.)
“baby you look so cute like this,” you smirked as you intently watched your sweaty and flustered boyfriend. at the same time your fingers were working in between your folds, getting off at the sight of his bright red cock.
tamaki laid in front of you, a cock ring all snug and tight on him vibrating at an incredible speed. he squirmed at the stimulation, wanting to release his load so badly. his fingers gripped the sheets underneath him while his hips desperately bucked up into the air. you told him he wasn’t able to cum until you gave him permission to do so.
“bunny p-please,” tamaki whimpered. “i’m so close and i just w-want to cum already.”
“oh fuck,” your eyes half-lidded as you continued to play with yourself. “what did i tell you baby? you can’t cum unless i say so. bad boys need to be punished.”
at this point, tamaki could release at any moment but he didn’t because he wanted to be a good boy for you. you had recently caught him stealing your panties, which he had been using to pleasure himself. he actually had quite a few but you weren’t dumb and knew that your underwear was going missing. you finally caught the culprit, tamaki, just a few moments ago when coming to hang out in his room. tamaki’s chest was heaving, his breathing ragged, and his cheeks all red. it was nearly the same color as his cock that was currently aching for release.
your fingers were pumping in and out of you at a fast pace, chasing after your orgasm. the thought of having a cock ring on tamaki has been on your mind for weeks now. tonight you decided to make that fantasy of yours come true. seeing it happen in real life was such a turn on, his cock looked so pretty. you moaned his name out loud, wishing your fingers were him instead. “you can start jacking yourself off now,” you instructed him. “i’m so close, i want you to cum with me.”
tamaki nodded as he began pumping his cock. sinful moans and lewd wet sounding noises filled the room. you watched tamaki as hot spurts of cum shot out from his cock, triggering you to cum as well. whines and moans fell out of his mouth after releasing his long awaited orgasm. you shouted his name as you came all over your own hand. seeing him all covered with his thick, creamy cum made you come undone so hard.
leaning over him, you licked up all the cum on his stomach while maintaining eye contact with him. tamaki bit his lip as you licked the cum from his balls, up his base, and to the tip of his cock. you took his sensitive head into your mouth, the vibrations of his cock ring being sent into your mouth. you swirled your tongue around him making sure he was clean and releasing with a pop.
you reached down to your pussy, scooping up some of your cum. “open up,” you brought your fingers up to tamaki’s mouth. he didn’t have much of a choice as you shoved your fingers passed his lips and into his mouth. his wet muscle licked your fingers clean. “good boy,” you cooed, looking at him in adoration. his eyes were brimming with tears then you realized the poor baby was being overstimulated by the cock ring he still had on.
sitting up on your legs, you took the cock ring off him and setting it to the side. tamaki was all sweaty and red, he looked so cute. at the same time he looked so dirty that you wanted to take a picture of him and keep it to yourself forever.
you climbed onto his lap, helping him sit up against the headboard. “that was only the beginning, my love,” you whispered in his ear, lining his cock up with your slit. tamaki moaned in response as his hands gripped your hips. you lifted yourself up and slowly came down onto his cock. his cock was still hard as he entered you. your walls clenched around him, making him gasp for air. 
“you’re s-so.. tight- ah,” tamaki panted when your pace consistently sped up. his eyes were glued to your chest, watching your breasts bounce in front of him. he swore he drooled a little at the sight.
tamaki took your left boob into his mouth, tongue playing with your nipple. you moaned as your nipples hardened at the contact. one of his hands played with your other boob while the other hand stayed on your hip. the sound of skin slapping could be heard throughout his dorm, hell probably even throughout the entire building as well.
your hands made their way into his hair, tugging it a little. the small action caused tamaki to whine and buck up his hips to meet yours. the blush on his cheeks got even darker. he could tell you were getting closer by the way you kept clenching around him.
tamaki held you by the waist, flipping you over so now you were under him. he was in control of you now. the sudden change in position turned you on so much. you were shamelessly moaning out loud, knowing damn well anyone would easily be able to tell what was going on behind the door.
“that’s right,” tamaki grunted as he thrusted into you as fast as he could. you were nearing your second orgasm and so was he. he lifted your leg over his shoulder which allowed him to reach deeper than before. the pleasure felt too good, the knot in your stomach becoming tighter as he repeatedly hit the spot that made you go weak. you shut your eyes and screamed as you came around his hard cock. swears spilled out of his mouth as your juices flowed down onto him.
suddenly, a lightbulb turned on in his head and he pulled out of you. you whimpered at the loss of contact but tamaki had a different idea. he placed his cock in between your boobs before squeezing them together. he started titty fucking you to help him reach his orgasm. his name spilled out of your mouth like some sort of mantra. you licked the head of his cock when it peeked out every now and then.
“(y/n)!” tamaki yelped as he came undone. his cock twitched and he came all over you. you stuck out your tongue as his hot cum covered your entire face. his cum wouldn’t stop and it kept seeping out through his slit. the sight of your face covered with his cum simply could make him cum all over again.
you giggled as you licked off whatever you could reach with your tongue. tamaki looked so fucked out and you were enjoying it a lot. “you look so fucking hot,” he sighed while he watched you clean up all the cum on your face. you cleaned it all with your fingers then proceeded to put them all into your mouth. you took out your fingers, showing him that you swallowed it all. he blushed and looked to the side.
tamaki’s cock still laid on your chest and you decided to tease him by taking him into your mouth. he whined and jumped off you due to being too sensitive. you laughed at your adorable boyfriend. 
you crawled over him and laid on top of him, playing with his messy hair. “you’re so cute,” you nuzzled into his neck. “i love you.”
“i love you too.”
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osamusriceballs · 4 years
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Hi!! I’m so glad requests are open aaaa. How about a fem s/o that does yoga👀 Not sure who to pick so do whatever ya want with this! I hope you have a good day💞
WATCH ME WRITING THIS AS FIRST REQUEST BECAUSE I LOVE THE THOUGHT AHHH 💖😫 and you did not mention nsfw, so this is sfw! Pls I‘m proud of myself, insert praise here
MY CHOICE- my poor heart always skips a beat when someone says that-
OKAY OKAY! HERE WE GO! LET‘S PARTY! 💖 LOVE YA!
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Kageyama x Reader, Futakuchi x Reader
Warnings: None
Words: 650
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Kageyama
Two words: BLUSHING. MESS.
At first he was just interested in what you‘re doing
Watched how you did the most complicated twists with your body
Milk boy will be like 😳 *silently impressed*
Are these moves any good for playing volleyball? 
If he only could be more flexible like you-
It sure seemed handy for Sakusa-san
So all is well at the beginning, he even asked some questions, and he was definitely interested in joining you
But at some point he noticed that your pants were very see-through
Like very much see-through...
And that was his overkill
Rip Kags
Poor innocent Kags
Will desperately avoid staring at your body, cause it just doesn't seem appropriate to him to see you like this
Like:
Good boyfriends shouldn’t stare when your ass is up in the air during yoga
But the way he couldn't stop staring at your ass though
Excused himself to go to the bathroom at some point
“What took you so long? Did you catch Hinata‘s weak stomach?“ you teased him, your head between your legs
Wtf how do you do that actually
Kageyama, you’re not the only impressed one here 
Me too, milk boy. Me too.
“N-No. I’m fine.”
When he desperately avoided looking at you, and you thought that he was bored, and didn’t ask him to join you again
But next time:
He comes all ready with a yoga mat you’re like: “Wait- whut?”
Kageyama actually wants to join you- cause he 
1. enjoys spending time with you
2. wants to learn some new moves for volleyball
But he will sit in front of you- he cannot afford to get distracted by you
But you don’t mind as long as you can laugh about his first attempts to do yoga
Futakuchi
Press F for respect Futakuchi
I swear he is so different compared to Kageyama
Will shamelessly look at your body when you bend like a pretzel
And oh my god- the comments from him
They will make you blush, but also make you want to accidentally punch him while doing the sun salutation 
Will only participate if you beg for hours, cause that boy is STIFF like the iron wall
“Ugh- I don’t want to.” 
“Oh, come on, Kenji. I always watch your games, so you could at least watch me.”
“Watch you? Doing that move?”
He points to the TV with a wide grin
“Try to stop me.”
That’s how he ended up watching you- and being so NOT HELPFUL OMG FUTAKUCHI, PULL YOURSELF TOGETHER AHSJHAJKAS, YOU’RE A CAPTAIN AFTER ALL
“I think you need to spread your legs a bit more.”
“Shut up, Kenji- I want to see you doing that!”
“I sure as hell wouldn’t make a face like that.”
“Yeah? Show me how it’s done then!”
That’s how he ended up on the floor, trying to put his feet behind his head- unsuccessfully
“Shit, y/n, how did you do that?!”
KRRRRRTSH
His pants tore
F
He is actually a bit embarrassed, but will try to hide it
“Kenji, that’s what you deserve when you brag like that!” you laugh, and damn, Y/N!
You unlocked blushing Futakuchi
A rare sight
Pls savor that moment forever
But both of you still had lots of fun, and believe it or not: But you wouldn’t have to convince him to participate next time
He would voluntarily sit on the couch and watch you
Wearing grey sweatpants- just in case he wants to join you hehe
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Always and Forever
Title: Always and Forever
Word Count: 859
Warnings: NONE Except for fluff overload!!
Ship: The Demon and the Choir Girl (Nero x Myself)
Summary: Everyone has been telling Nero we're just like a married couple. It's become such a common tease that he's actually been thinking about making it a reality. But you don't just ask something like that without practice. So as I'm snuggling against him while asleep one evening, he figures he'd start that, only to find out that I'm not asleep. Well it's best to seize the moment! (AAAA TO BE ENGAGED!)
The dim glow of the crystal lamp of Rebecca's room banished shadows to dance along the edges of corner walls. This was a small note Nero had made when his crystallized pools glanced away from the girl who, even as she dozed, clung to him for dear life. A shadow of a smile graced his cracked lips when his vision returned to her stature. Even though he had come over in Rebecca's time of need, the way she called him first and held on to him sent a warm comfort flowing as far as the tips of his fingers that mindlessly played with her fading orchid roots.
In a voice that could barely be seen as a murmur, Nero asked a very important question. "Marry me?"
The ivory hairs on the back of Nero's neck stood on end when Rebecca's earthly orbs fluttered open.
"Was that practice? I may feel like hell but I'm still here." She spoke in a small voice, snuggling closer with a light squeeze to show she thought highly of his gesture even if it held no weight in this moment.
What led her squinted slivers to widen was when the hot-headed hunter propped both him and the frail girl up to where they both sat on half of the small twin-sized bed. His eyes seemed to glisten without any help from the lamp light shining into them as he stared into Rebecca's darkened pools. Nero then enclosed his own roughed up touch around her smooth fingertips and brought them to rest in the small gap between the couple.
"No, I mean yeah, maybe it started out that way. But if you'd have me- when the world isn't going bat-shit crazy--"
"Do you think that'll ever happen?" Rebecca interjected with a quiet laugh before resting her head on the dark cloth that covered her partner's shoulder.
"When it's not going as bat-shit crazy," Nero corrected with an amused smirk. "I'll give you that 'fairytale proposal' you always talked about when we were kids. But until then... would you do me the honor of being my wife?"
Rebecca slid one of her hand out from under Nero's grasp to clasp it over her wide smile. With bleary eyes she frantically nodded, searching for her words that had been swallowed away in the state of being so choked up.
"Of course... Of COURSE I would!!" Rebecca finally answered with a raised voice from her overwhelming excitement. She then threw herself back into Nero's hold, with his arms quickly wrapping around her waist to press her against him. With a voice which was slightly muffled by the way Rebecca had nuzzled the crook of his neck to hide her tears, she went on to say that nothing would make her happier.
The pair stayed in this quiet embrace where only their thoughts rushed because they swore the other could hear the thrashing within their ribcages, even if the sensation was rather pleasing. After a few moments this way, Nero pushed Rebecca back just a bit so he could reveal the ring he had for her.
It was actually one of his old ones. A simple steel band that had a thorned rose engraved against it flathead. As he grew older he had worn this, and the other rings he owned, less and less, but he was glad that he had slipped it on today. When Rebecca's eyes landed on the ring that was held out to her, tears began streaming down her face once again. It was the ring she most admired when the two were younger and a ring she even advised that Nero gave to show his affection. She never thought that she would be the recipient though, especially in a situation such as this one.
Sniffling softly, Rebecca took the ring within her trembling touch. Gripping it within her hand, Rebecca rushed to her bathroom and grabbed the sterling silver chain of her necklace. She then stumbled back to the cozy bed with both pieces of jewelry in her hand.
"I don't wanna lose something so dear to me so would you mind putting it on this necklace?"
She then handed her partner the necklace which only had a single heart charm upon it. Nero's large hands fumbled with the small clasp for a minute before a hum of achievement buzzed on his lips. Taking the ring back from the beaming beauty before him, Nero slipped it through the dainty chain. The ring hit the charm with a small ting ringing through the air as Nero pat the bed for Rebecca to climb back on.
When she sat in front of him, Nero wrapped his arms around Rebecca's neck to redo the clasp. He leaned back in order to admire the brightened view. "It looks great on you, Angel. It really does."
"I love it so, so much, thank you!" Rebecca continued to smile while she played with the chain to make sure that it wasn't a mirage. "But I love you even more, Always and Forever!!"
"Forever and Always. I'm looking forward to it more than I think you know..."
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rivetrashrine · 5 years
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Touch - Rivetra Part 2
NSFW | AU | 2,543 Words | Part 2 of 2
Part 1 is here.
A bit of background regarding how Levi and Petra met under these circumstances is revealed, but the meat of the story is very detailed smut. Nothing too kinky, but it’s straight up lewd. VERY NSFW! Ok, that's my warning! Please don't judge 😔
Levi's heart sparked when Petra offered to fulfill his sexual needs, but he forcefully put it out. She really did seem like a sweet girl, very pleasing to the senses. Most of his clients were demanding and shrewd. They were men and women who may not have been bad people in day to day life, but he bared the brunt of their pent up sexual and emotional frustration. It was humiliating for a man of such physical strength and intelligence to be degraded for a living. There wasn't even any physical pleasure in his work at this point, and his pay was laughable at best. It was a miserable way of life, but there was no other choice. Though he was quick-witted, he had no formal education; he couldn't even read or write. 
As for Petra, it had been two years since she had her heart broken by her fiancé, Clayton. He kissed her sweetly and his loving touch made her heart swell with joy. He swept Petra off her feet with lavish gifts and candle lit dinners. She never thought it was possible to fall so head over heels for somebody. He was a perfect physical specimen and promised her the wedding of every girl's dream. It seemed too good to be true… and it was. As it turned out, he already gave three other women the wedding of their dreams. Her heart sank and the taste he left in her mouth made her want to vomit. She pitied the mothers of his children who had no way to sever the life-long bond between parents and children, wives no way to escape his control.
Petra swore she would never fall in love ever again, but she couldn't suppress her needs forever. Levi was the first man to touch her since she extricated herself from Clayton's life. Paying for sex was not something she felt good about, but she had felt alone for far too long. It seemed like a reasonable compromise.
As he looked down, her eager amber eyes met his. 
"What do you want me to do for you, Levi?" 
She ran her hand over his manhood, checking to see if he was as excited as she was. He didn't answer. What happened below the waist was just a mindless routine for him at this point, that what clients cared about the most.
"You’re so handsome and perfect… I'll do anything you want, just tell me... please tell me." 
Her compliment shocked him. His body was covered with scratches and bruises, his neck covered with love bites, and the skin beneath his eyes sallow. But to her, these blemishes did not detract from his beauty.
"... Run your fingers up and down my back." She did so. Her soft, gentle touch gave him goosebumps.
"What else?"
"Keep kissing me with those soft, delicate lips of yours."
Her fierce kisses made his heart beat faster. Her own heart beat furiously with anxiety and excitement, as though it were going to burst out of her chest. Levi hovered over Petra and gently ran his hand over her blossoming flower before pulling down her panties, playfully giving her stoke after stroke. She could barely contain herself.
He sat up on his knees as he positioned her back against his chest as she too sat up on her knees. He reached between her legs, sliding his fingers inside her and over her clitoris until he could hear her pleasure. 
“You like that?” he asked. 
“Yes...” she said almost inaudibly. 
Levi began teasing her with his manhood, slipping in and out in slow, shallow motions, building up into full immersion. The sensation of his hard, stiff arousal against her slick, soaking wet womanhood was orgasmic in itself.
She let out a muffled cry as he thrust hard and deep inside her.
"Oh Petra, mmm..." He pulled out slowly and thrust once more.
"Ungh!" She wasn’t so successful at keeping quiet as he continued.
"Yeah… mmm, you feel so good," he said in a low, seductive voice. Petra bent her arms behind her back and locked them around his neck. Feeling his body against hers, but not having to look him in the eye helped to get her more comfortable with their roleplay.
The two moved in unison as if their bodies truly were one. Levi groped her breasts while kissing her neck and shoulders as Petra bounced up and down in his lap. 
"Ungh! Ungh! Levi!" She panted, trying to catch her breath. "Please… ungh! Tell me you love me."
"I love you, Petra." He kissed her neck and whispered in her ear, "I love you so much." He sucked on her earlobe. "Can I see my beautiful wife's face?" 
Every time he said her name, her heart throbbed, but when he called her his wife she really fell for it. Their sexual chemistry quickly overpowered her shyness and allowed her imagination to take over.
She let go of him and rested with her back against the mattress. Levi kissed between her legs and lapped his tongue against her womanhood. He gently pursed his lips against her clitoris and hummed. The vibrations made her grasp the bed sheets for dear life.
"Aaaa... ohhh!"
He took her hand and placed it under his lips as he pulled his head away.
He kissed her with his sloppy, wet lips and looked at her with soft eyes. He guided the movements of her fingers.
"Doesn't that feel good?"
"Yes, Levi… it feels so good." She said in a soft, low tone.
He removed his hand from over top of hers as she continued.
"Mmm... Petra. I love seeing you do that... keep going." 
He kissed her forehead before gently pulling her legs in front of his shoulders by her ankles. He slowly began to spread them apart as he moved his pelvis towards hers, propping her up just slightly with his thighs. She was so thin and flexible, he could bend her in just about every position imaginable, yet she was tight right where it mattered. Levi took a moment to admire Petra's milky white skin and the dim light reflecting in her doll-like eyes. She looked up at him with affection that he had not truly earned.
He glided into her to make sure their positioning was right before he let her have it. The bed shook back and forth furiously and the "lovers" moaned in unison.
"Levi?"
"Yes, sweetheart?"
"Do I feel good?"
"Yes, Petra... Mmm.. You're so tight. You feel incredible."
He found her concern for his pleasure annoying. It made him feel like he wasn't doing a convincing job. His handsome face peered down at her. But she was so cute, he couldn't be but so irritated with her.
"Oh, Petra..." he bit his lower lip. Levi circled around inside her, further stimulating himself before ticking her G-spot.
"Ungh! Levi, ungh! I love you so much..."
She was close, and he wanted to make sure he made the very most of her orgasm. He tossed a pillow onto the rug and lifted Petra into his arms. She looked at him with rosy cheeks in a lustful daze. He laid her down on the rug with her head and shoulders beneath the pillow as he lifted her legs and hips up towards him. One leg extended to the side, her shin against the floor, as the other leg rested on his shoulder. He kissed the top of her petite foot before bending her knee and pressing his palm against the bottom of her heel. He maneuvered himself in between her legs and bent one knee into hers. On the opposite side, he secured a hand atop her thigh and pulled her pelvis closer to his. She grabbed onto his perfectly sculpted leg for support. The penetration this position granted was like nothing she had felt before. He hit her G-spot with every single movement. He even let out a few candid pants and grunts, further stimulating himself as he explored every inch of her womanhood.
Levi looked down at her in a sweat. It had been ages since he had an actual orgasm. With the amount of time he'd racked up in his profession, he knew how to hold off. It wasn't about him, it was about pleasing the client. It was his job. Once that was done, he was done. He wanted to make damn sure his clients didn't get knocked up. But shit, she was really pushing the limit, even for him.
He meant it every time he called her beautiful. The sounds and faces she made were unbearably adorable. He was enjoying pleasing her and himself. He didn’t want it to end but knew this position wouldn't be comfortable to her for much longer.
"Petra, this is going to be intense, ok? Tell me if it hurts."
“Yes, Levi… I’m so lucky to have a husband like you.” She looked up at his muscular chest before her eyes gazed into his with a frighteningly affectionate expression. 
He quickly slid his ring finger back and forth over her apex while grasping her inner thigh for support as he aggressively moved in and out of her.
"Ungh, Levi! Yes! Yes!" She shouted.
Petra dug her nails into his rock solid thigh as the pleasure intensified to the point that she was no longer uttering words, but squealing with pleasure. She squeezed her eyes shut and she turned her head to the side, panting so heavily that Levi could feel her breath on his leg. Her body broke out in an intense sweat as her lower body tingled. Petra could feel the blood rushing to her head as her womanhood ignited with a hot, overpowering sensation. She managed to cry out "YES!!!" one last time before she felt her own excitement drip down her leg. She looked up at him, speechless, through blurry eyes with her mouth gently agape. 
“Ungh… ungh...” she moaned quietly as she closed her eyes. Levi kissed her leg as he gently lowered her back to the ground.
"Did that feel good, Petra?" He gingerly stroked her womanhood and he kissed her forehead.
"Yes… Levi, you felt so good." She gasped for air. "Did you cum too?"
"No... but you did and that's all that matters."
She slowly sat up, reconstituting her strength and looked up at him with her warm amber-colored eyes. 
"Levi, how many times do I have to say that I want to please you?"
She pumped his manhood while teasingly breathing on his head.
"Hey, you don't need to do that."
She traced circles around his head with her tongue as she continued to tug on his shaft.
He made an uncomfortable sound. "... I'm gonna cum in your mouth if you don't stop," he said suppressing his enjoyment.
The warming sensation of Petra's lips against his skin felt almost as good as being between her legs. At this point he dropped the act and just let himself loose. Levi took in a deep breath as he massaged her head.
Petra slid her lips back up to his head, before gently breathing and running her hand between Levi’s legs. He pulled at the roots of her silky ginger locks. He couldn’t stand her teasing much longer. She slowly began sucking once more, gradually pushing him inside her mouth with more and more pressure. She moved him deeper and deeper inside her throat, keeping him wet and slippery. Levi’s hips swung forward and backwards in rhythm with her, pacing quicker and quicker. Levi’s breaths became shorter and more intense as his legs started to quiver and heat radiated from his manhood. He furrowed his brows and bit his lip as Petra grabbed the back of his thighs to make sure he wouldn’t pull out.
"Ungh… ungh... yeah!" he moaned as he finished inside her. He fought to catch his breath as he thrust inside her once more. She swallowed and finished him off with several more slow, gentle licks. "Ungh..." He stroked her hair. "Petra..."
She wrapped her arms around his legs for a moment, still trying to catch her own breath as she enjoyed the lingering effects of Levi's favors. They looked into one another’s eyes and felt their hearts in sync for just one beat. When Petra remembered the reality of their relationship, she felt tears sting her eyes. She glanced at the clock and quickly jumped into the bed to search for her clothes.
"T-thank you. I'll be leaving in just a moment," she avoided eye contact.
"Oi, where do you think you're going?" He dropped his sweet and tender tone.
"Uh, I-I only paid for three hours."
"Tch, well we still have 15 minutes left. It's not like I've got a line outside that door." He got in the bed with her and reached for her hand. "Now get back here. What kind of husband doesn't hold his wife after they fuck? You're killing the mood."
She looked back at him with tears gently running down her face. He looked her in the eyes and rubbed his thumb against her cheek.
"Hey... did I hurt you? What's wrong?"
"No, I— I just don't want to go back to being alone," she cried. "It's so hard. This is the only time I've felt connected to someone since my fiancé and I broke up. That was two years ago, Levi!  And I, the person I feel connected to... it's with someone that I don't know anything about that I just paid to have sex with me! It's pathetic, isn't it!?" 
His steely blue eyes captivated her.
"Guess I should've warned you that you'd probably still feel some kind of attachment to me even after we finished." He looked away.
She drew a deep breath to gather herself. "I'm sorry, Levi. I won't take up any more of your time. You don’t need to hear me complain about my personal problems… Thank you again."
Before she could slip away from him, he wrapped his arms around her delicate frame.
"What you’re feeling right now… it isn’t wrong. Nobody wants to go back to reality, to facing their problems." He ran his hands over her silky head of copper hair.
"If it’s any consolation, I enjoyed having you as my wife tonight," he said as he released her from his arms.
She let out a faint smile and wiped the tears from her face. "You made for a nice husband too… Sorry… I've overstayed my welcome now."
"Well, I can't exactly have you walking out while you're crying. That's bad for business." He looked away as he reached under the bed for his clothes. "Nobody comes at this hour anyway, so just stay here until morning."
"Are you sure?
“Tch, don’t make me change my mind.”
“Ok. Thank you, Levi... would it be alright if we keep pretending, just for the rest of the night?"
"Of course." He planted a kiss on her head as they lied next to one another.
She kissed his cheek and nuzzled against him.
“Levi?”
“Yes, Petra?”
“I love you.”
He kissed her eye and pressed his nose against hers.
“I love you too.”
And in that moment they both thought maybe, just maybe, there was potential for those three words to ring true one day.
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somekindofroger · 5 years
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One Year of Love (Chapter 9)
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previous chapters: one, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight
Summary: Being friend with Deaky and the rest of the band led for you and Roger to have something (after both of you struggling to admit each one’s feelings), now you had to handle with life problems while trying to get over Roger.
A/N: Grammar errors/typos as usual. Hmm, I think this chapter is a little bit rushed, but I hope you guys like it, I had a good feeling writing the last part of it, but don’t expect much more of fluffiness hehe. Feedback please!! I live for those commentaries of yours, uuuh, thank you so much for the kind messages, aaaa. The gif is John’s reaction when you were talking to him at his place.
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The morning classes seemed like forever. You had lunch with a few new friends that you had met already, they were talking about the people from university and the works they had to do. Your mind was so far away from that reality.
           After lunch you went to the university’s library to do some studying it was when you looked on the clock and notice that it was almost time for you to meet up Matt. Honestly you asked yourself why you would meet up with him. Were you two dating or something like that? You guys had never kissed even. What about Roger? Was that only a physical thing? He definitely wouldn’t stop seeing other girls only because of one night of sex with you (and also the morning breakfast).
           You arrived at the place a little late, Matt was already there waiting for you.
           “I’m sorry, I lost notion of time, studying and all” you first said to him, while putting your own hair behind your ear on a way to fix your messy hair.
           “It’s ok” he smiled and helped you to put your hair behind your ear. You didn’t need help, you already had done that, but he did it anyway. You smiled back at him. The two of you entered the cafeteria and took a sit.
           “You look pretty, (Y/N)” he said.
           “Thanks” that was all you said. You didn’t feel like talking much, you just wanted to go back to finish your studies and go home, it was Monday and you were already exhausted.
           “So… had an exciting night, huh?” he started.
           “What?” you couldn’t avoid blushing. What was he referring about?
           “I mean, it was weekend, I am considering that you went out with friends, or something like that” but you knew why he was talking about it. It was Roger who had picked up the phone when he called.
           “Yeah, some friends slept over during the weekend” it was all that you were going to let him know.
           “Queen?” he insisted.
           “My friends.” You forced a smile.
           That date went on slowly and boring, which was odd because it went on very similar to the same one you two first had, nothing was wrong, it was just… different. He didn’t make jokes or teased you. He was serious and all that he talked about was serious matters, like about your studies, his work or stuff related. Most part of it was just him talking and you nodding, occasionally saying a word or two, you didn’t feel like talking.
           “Is something wrong?” he wanted to know at some point.
           “Oh, no” you lied “I am just tired, you know, it’s Monday” you let a small smile appears. It was half true. “I should be going I want to finish this studying as soon as possible.
           “Alright” he stood up and so did you. He walked you until the outside of the cafeteria.
           “(Y/N), I just want you to know that I really like you” he said. You looked at his face and he seemed to mean it.
           “I also like you, Matt.” He held you hand and approached of you. He leaned his head closer to yours and his lips touched yours. You let your lips open so you two could kiss better. He wasn’t a bad kisser, on the contrary, but you didn’t feel it. You remembered when you kissed Deaky, in what seemed to be a lifetime ago (only a few months actually), and you felt more in that kiss than in this one. You broke the kiss and smiled at him.
           “See you soon” he said and you just answered a quick ‘bye’ and turned around to leave.
           You decided to not go back to the library, you couldn’t study now, and instead you headed to someplace else. You knocked at John’s door, hoping for him to be home. Or at least for that to be the right place, since he only gave you the address and you had never really been there before. He opened the door.
           “Hey!” you said, a bit too excited, already letting yourself in.
           “Hello to you to” Deaky answered, a bit confused. You put your bag with books and your coat on his couch, took a deep breath turned around to face him.
           “Me and Roger slept together” you let it out.
           “What?” that was his reaction.
           “Oh, come on, don’t pretend like you didn’t know. You also left on that day”
           “I mean, I had an idea but- I mean-, I’ve never-“
           “Yeah, I know. But it’s driving me crazy! We barely know each other and yet I feel this weird connection towards him and it kills me! I mean, I know I can count on you, we are friends, but how all that is gonna leave me with the rest of the band? Am I a friend? Am I another girl Roger shagged? Am I only Deaky’s friend? I hate all that and I just-” you were talking nonstop and Deaky interrupted you.
           “I don’t think you’ll have to worry about it. You can just…like, pretend it never happened.”
           “What you mean?”
           “Well, if it didn’t mean anything to you, you can just pretend it never happened. I bet Roger won’t even care, so you two can keep being friends. The other guys clearly respect this situation, so we are all good!”
           “That’s actually a good idea” you said while thinking. It was a terrible idea though and you knew it. It meant something for you, but did it mean something for Roger? You thought that it didn’t.
           “Can I get you water or something?” John tried to be friendly, he came closer to you.
           “Can you kiss me?” you asked.
           “What?” he was shocked really didn’t expecting that.
           “Please, I- I just want to see something.”
           “(Y/N), we already did that” he laughed.
           “I know, but… ugh, never mind. I guess I will just go back home. Thanks for listening, John.” You were already about to grab your stuff back and leave, but John grabbed your hand and pulled you closer. He kissed you. And you felt it. You felt the same thing as you felt in the first time you kissed, a good feeling but yet not sparks. But still more sparks than with Matt.”
           “Did it help?” John wanted to know after the kiss ending, his face still close to yours.
           “Yeah.”
           “Trying to see if I’m a better kisser than Roger?”
           “John!” and you slapped his shoulder in a way to show how embarrassed you were, also pushing him away. He only laughed.
           “Joking, joking.”
           “Actually, you remember Matt? The coffee shop guy?” he nodded yes “well, turns out that we just met, and he said he likes me. He kissed me.”
           “Oh, so you’re trying to see which one of us three are the better kisser?”
           “John!” you complained again, he just laughed again. “The thing is… I felt nothing, really nothing. Honestly, I felt more kissing you than kissing him.”
           “Thank you?”
           “Not my point, jackass. It’s that I really don’t feel anything for him, but I like him? You get where I am trying to say?”
           “No, but I am trying to.”
           “Ugh, I better go.”
           “No, no, (Y/N). I am serious, I want to help. I mean… do you like Roger?”
           “I don’t know! I do care for him, yeah, but… I don’t want to get hurt” you finally let it out. John got the idea.
           “Oh” he reacted.
           “Yeah.” After a moment of silence John hugged you.
           “(Y/N), I am not letting Roger hurt you, you got it?”
           “John, you can’t do that.”
           “Of course I can. I mean, you’re my friend.”
           “So is Roger, and he’s in the band with you.”
           “Roger can handle himself. And he being my friend it’s even better, so if I punch him in the face he will have to talk to me, we will still be friends.”
           “You’re just too sweet to punch someone in the face”
           “You have seen nothing yet, honey” and during this whole time the two of you were still hugging. You were just so glad that you met him, that you followed Jen to the backstage; he and the band so quickly took a huge part of your life in such a short time… Almost 5 months. You started to wonder how it would be like in the end of one year.
           You were leaving classes on Thursday afternoon when your teacher called you to talk.
           “Ms. (Y/L/N),” he started “I’d like to compliment you on your work; I heard you are getting a scholarship to be attending to this university.”
           “Yes, Mr. Morgan. Thank you very much, that means a lot.”
           “Don’t get too excited” and the handed you a paper. It was your last work. “You have been doing great so far, but one more of this grade you will lose your scholarship.” You looked at the paper, you had gotten a terrible grade. You spend quite a while working on that paper and you had done terribly.
           “I don’t understand, sir. I did my best on this one” you let it out.
           “Maybe your best isn’t that good. Hopefully only when it comes to that” he said and looked at you, not your face, but your body, he was analyzing you. “You need to recuperate this grade, or any next bad grade you lose your scholarship.”
           “What can I do?” you wanted to know, you couldn’t lose this scholarship, you didn’t want to go back to Bradford and also that was very important for your future career. Mr. Morgan’s eyes were still on you and you started to feel uncomfortable.
           “I can think about something.” You realized what he meant, you didn’t like it. He put his hand on your waist and smiled at you, and then he just left. You were crashed, his eyes on you, the way he touched you, the bad grade, that wasn’t a good moment for you.
           You quickly left the university and was going to head home when heard someone calling you. It was Matt.
           “(Y/N)! Hey” he stopped you. ‘Great’ you thought, you didn’t want to talk to anyone, especially him, not after what happened.
           “Hi” you gave him a fake smile.
           “I was passing by and I thought that I could meet you. I am glad that I did”
           “Sorry, Matt. I am in a hurry, can we talk in another time?”
           “Is anything wrong?”
           “No, nothing’s wrong” you lied. “I just want to go home as soon as possible.”
           “Is there anything to do with our last meeting? I’m sorry if I was a bit rushed.”
           “No, Matt, it’s fine, it’s not that.” You were really trying to get away from him.
           “Does that have to do with Roger?”
           “What?” you stopped trying to leave and faced him. You had this confused look on your face.
           “I mean, I already know you used to date, it’s ok if you still have feelings for him or that you still see each other, it’s just-”
           “Me and Roger never dated. We are friends, he was just mocking with you on that day” you let it out.
           “So what was he doing at your place that day that I called?”
           “Matt, that’s really nothing of your concern.”
           “I’m sorry, (Y/N), I just-”
           “Look, Matt, it’s fine, really. But I don’t feel like being here talking to you about Roger or whoever. I just want to go home, alright? So bye.” And you turned around and left. You didn’t care, you were done about him and done about men.
           After a few minutes you finally got home. You didn’t know what you were going to do, you didn’t have the guts to study that afternoon or whatever. That was just the first step, was Mr. Morgan going to ruin your scholarship if you didn’t shag him? You just sat on the couch. You were looking at the ceiling so nothing would cross your mind, so you could just feel it all. You wanted to cry. Were you allowed to cry over such a silly matter? You were away from your hometown, you didn’t have your parents to call to (since they passed away a few years ago), you liking this stupid famous guy who possibly didn’t give a shit about you and that not being enough your scholarship was being threatened by this awful man. You held up the tears, you weren’t going to cry.
           The phone rang.
           “(Y/N), you are going to be in my party tomorrow.”
           “It doesn’t sound like a question, Fred” he didn’t need introduction anymore.
           “It’s because it is not, darling! It’s Friday, you won’t have excuses.”
           “I still have work to do.”
           “It’s Friday night.” He said like that was the answer to all of your questions. “And this wasn’t really a request and you know it. You are coming. Bye bye, see you tomorrow.” And he hung up the phone, didn’t even give you the chance to reply.
            You woke up in the next morning feeling a terrible headache. You didn’t feel like going to classes but you had to. Luckily you weren’t going to see Mr. Morgan that day.
           You had good classes and meet up with friends that helped to distract you from the thoughts of your paper works or how you would try to skip Freddie’s party. Half of the girls in England would die to be in one of Queen’s parties and you were thinking about a way to convince Freddie to not let you go there.
           It was almost the end of your school period when you were walking across the hallways when you felt someone touching your arm. It was Mr. Morgan.
           “Good afternoon, Ms. (Y/L/N).” he said walking next to you.
           “Mr. Morgan” you said without making eye contact, still walking.
           “I hope you’re considering on improving your grades.”
           “I am going to improve my grades” you answered back.
           “Good to know” he smiled and when you thought he was going to leave, he touched your butt. Your eyes opened wide, you had no words. You stopped and faced him.
           “Mr. Morgan, I don’t know what you think of me but I am not just other stupid student who’s desperate for grades. I can get my own great grades without having to open my legs for you.” You said in a rude manner.
           “No one said about you opening your legs, miss.” He still had this dirty look. You got what he was talking about, the idea of you going down on him almost made you puke.
           “I don’t like the way you’re talking to me.” You firmly said.
           “So don’t come to say that you don’t like your grades, (Y/N).” And he left. That was unbelievable, was really that man willing to ruin your student life just to get sex?
           That day just turned out to be just as awful as the previous one, and this time, leaving the campus you were hoping Matt wouldn’t show up again. He didn’t, but someone else did.
           “We are here on someone else’s order” John said when he appeared in front of you.
           “What? John?” you jumped up in fright for a moment.
           “Hey (Y/N)” Brian showed up next to John.
           “Hey you two, what are you guys doing here?”
           “Freddie made us come here to find you. He said you were going to miss tonight’s party”
           “I mean, I really told him that you could miss it anyhow, you have a lot going on right now, but you know how Freddie is” John said.
           “He made a huge drama” Brian spoke.
           “He threatened us while holding a spoon” you just had to laugh picturing the scene.
           “Sorry boys, but I really don’t feel like it.”
           “I told you” John said to Brian.
           “If she doesn’t come with us Freddie will be furious.”
           “Roger too”
           “What?” you asked trying to confirm what you heard. John and Brian looked at each other like they had already settle something, and they did. Each one of them held one of your arms and lifted you up.
           “What on Earth are you guys doing? Are you out of your bloody mind?” you shouted. People around looked at you three.
           “Everything’s fine, carry on” Brian spoke out loud to the other people looking.
           “That’s a kidnap, but you gonna thank us later when you won’t be hearing Freddie complaining.”
           “I doubt that very much, Deaky” you angrily said trying to leave from their hands. They put you in the back of their van.
           “I don’t even have party clothes on!” you remembered them.
           “That’s true” Brian talked to John.
           “Ok, so we go to your place first” and so they did. They waited for you to change your clothes, you didn’t take a long time, you didn’t feel like you wanted to look good or anything like that. You didn’t want to be there, so you just picked a random dress. No coats, it was a warm night so far.
           “You… look great, (Y/N)” Brian was the one to say when you showed up ready.
           “Yeah, thanks. I wasn’t really trying to since I am being forced to go to this party anyway.” They both looked guilty. “Let’s go then”
            You guys got stuck in traffic for a while, so it was already night time when you arrived at the party’s place.
           “Finally!” Freddie said when saw you entering.
           “You never, ever again, send them again to kidnap me” you told him with a threaten voice tone.
           “They seem to be adorable kidnapers, I mean, they even let you put a nice dress on! Or you go to university like that?”
           “They drove me home first.”
           “See! Nice kidnapers. Nice work you two” Brian just rolled his eyes and left. John just made his typical ‘this is unbelievable’ face.
           “Now, enjoy the party.” And he was about to turn around and leave.
           “What, no drink in my hand this time?” you wanted to know.
           “Oh, darling you are already part of the family, you can get your own drinks now.” He smiled and left.
           “I do need a drink. Or two maybe.”
           “Follow me” Deaky said and he started walking until the bar. He ordered two drinks, one for you one for him.
           “So, tell me why you didn’t want to come to this party” he asked.
           “Ugh, I’m just having struggles in school” you took a sip of your drink.
           “You want to talk about it?”
           “Not really” and you meant it. You didn’t feel comfortable, you didn’t want to people feel like you couldn’t handle your own problems, you didn’t want to show weakness. You looked around, watching the people in that place, you didn’t know but you were unconsciously looking for some blonde head.
           “He’s coming later” John said watching you.
           “Who?” you pretend to not know.
           “(Y/N), I think we are on that stage of the friendship where we don’t need to pretend anymore.”
           “Asshole.”
           “I heard that.”
           “Good.” And the two of you laughed. John also looked around.
           “Looking for someone, Mr. Deacon?” you took a longer sip of the drink, that was a strong one.
           “Maybe. Are we friends enough so I can tell you about it?”
           “You’re cheating me?”
           “What?”
           “John Richard Deacon, how come you are cheating on me? I am your wife, the mother of your children, owner of your dogs, how come you’re doing that to me?”
           “My god, you’re just as dramatic as Roger.” You just laughed.
           “Anyway, who’s the lucky lady?”
           “I met her in another gig.”
           “Oh, so you do meet girls on gigs, I thought that was just for Freddie to get drunk and for Brian and Roger get laid.”
           “Mostly that.” And he found the girl, he looked at you, in a way to ask for your permission to leave you alone in there.
           “Go, go. Get the girl, Deacon.” You said finally finishing your drink, he kissed your cheek and left.
           You sat next to the bar and you were already drinking half of your second drink when someone sat next to you.
           “Who was the idiot that let a pretty girl here alone drinking by herself?”
           “Deaky.”
           “Yeah, sounds like him.” It was Brian making you company.
           “You don’t have to stay here making me company, you know? I’m sure there’s a plenty of girl in here that would love your company.”
           “Yeah, but right now I’m enjoying my friend’s company”
           “Uh, Bri, you’re just so soft.”
           “I try” he smiled at you. You finished your drink at once and already ordered another. “Harsh day, huh?”
           “Tell me about it.” And this time you drank it at once, you just had to remember about that disgusting teacher. Brian called the bartender and asked for two drinks.
           “Here, have this one. It’s stronger” and he handled you one of the drinks and took the other.
           “I’m definitely hanging out with bad company”, and he laughed on your statement.
           “Enjoy.” He left. You were alone again and you drank it. It was indeed stronger. You had another, it was when you decided that you wanted to dance (also when you noticed that you weren’t exactly sober anymore).
           You were on the dance floor, you started dancing alone, you didn’t care, you just wanted to let the stress out, you still had a drink on your hand. Some guy approached you, he was close dancing to you and you didn’t care, he touched you and you said ‘hands off’ and the respected that, they could dance with you, but not touch you. You had lost how many drinks you had already and the alcohol started making effect. Your moves became more sensual, you were not even sure if you were dancing alone or what, you were just dancing, didn’t feel a thing.
           “(Y/N)” you heard someone call, you just ignored. You heard them call again, you turned your head to the direction of the voice and you saw him, it was Roger.
           “Wanna dance?” you asked him smiling. He didn’t really dance, he arrived to the party and walked around, that was when he saw you dancing near some guy, he didn’t like that and knew you weren’t that type of person, so he walked to talk to you and after he hearing your voice he noticed you weren’t sober. He made the guy go away and he held your hand.
           “What are you doing?” you wanted to know.
           “Making you stop to embarrass yourself.”
           “You’re saying I am a bad dancer?”
           “Yes, awful.”
           “You know what they saw about bad dancers…” you made a pause. “You dance bad, but you fuck good”
           “No one says that” Roger replied.
           “I know, but I do fuck good.” you laughed about yourself.
           “Bloody hell, you’re insanely drunk.”
           “Mhm, Brian gave me this amazing drink and I-”
           “Ok, ok, give me this drink” Roger took away the glass from your hand. You protested. “We should go home.”
           “You just got here!” you sounded like a whiny child
           “I know, but you didn’t, let’s go.” He put his hand on your back to guide you out.
           “I came here by force, I can’t believe I’m leaving by force too.”
           “Too bad, let’s go.” You refused yourself, you wanted to stay there and keep forgetting about your problems. Roger wasn’t patient. He took him in his arms, throwing you over his shoulder, people opened room for the two of you leave.
           “Roger put me down! Now!” you demanded.
           “Are you going to vomit on me?”
           “No…”
           “Then no.”
           “Roger!” you shook your arms and legs like a child trying to get out of him. He put you down, you weren’t inside the party anymore. When he put you down you had a hard time standing still, especially because of the heels, he helped you.
           He got you inside a car, his car apparently, because he was the one that was going to drive.
           “Where are we going?” you asked once he started driving.
           “Somewhere where you won’t embarrass yourself while being drunk.”
           “And what’s wrong with that? You do that all the time!” he remained in silence, he didn’t want to say but it was because he was worried about you. You looked at him driving, he was serious and looking good.
           “You can park and we can have sex on the back seat” you said. He tried to hide a laugh. “What? You don’t want to have sex with me?”
           “It’s not that (Y/N).”
           “Well, I can do something for you while you drive…” you teased putting your hand on his leg.
           “Y/N, stop it”
           “What? You don’t want to do the same girl twice?”
           “Stop being stupid, I am just not taking advantage of you drunk.”
           “Roger Taylor, you can take advantage of me anytime.”
           “Let’s hope you remember that tomorrow.”
           “I really hope not” you said that mostly to yourself. You remained in silence the rest of the time, Roger sometimes looked at you to check if you were sleeping (or going to puke in his car).
He parked the car in someplace where you didn’t recognize, didn’t remember either, you tried to get out of the car but you just couldn’t do it properly, Roger helped you. You took off your heels and tried to walk but you were very dizzy so he decided to carry you. You two entered this apartment, it smelled like him. It was his place. He didn’t have a hard time carrying you, he carried you until his bedroom and let you go on his bed, he wasn’t gentle at all.
“Ouch” you complained.
“That’s for making me carry your drunken arse.”
“I didn’t ask you to!” you were still there, laying on his bed, occupying almost it all, Roger was standing up, looking at you. He kept in silence for a while. “Thank you.” You finally said.
“You just don’t seem like the type that knows how to handle yourself drunk.”
“Yeah, I don’t do that often.”
“Something happened?” he wanted to know. You only nodded yes with your head with eyes closed, you were starting to feel sleepy.
“My teacher is hitting on me and it’s threating to ruin my grades with I don’t have sex with him. I may lose my scholarship here in London.”
“What?” he really sounded shocked. “That is ridiculous! Can’t you like… expose him or something like that?”
“I don’t know… It’s just… he has quite a name in the university, I am not sure if anyone would believe me.”
“Love, you can’t stay quiet in a situation like that. Speak it up, you have your rights. If that doesn’t work, I will kick his arse myself.” You laughed with the idea of Roger doing that for you.
“Thank you” you said once again, smiling at him. He sat next to you, on the bed. Your hair was all messy over your face, he put a part of it behind your ear, trying to show your face better. “Roger?”
“Yes?”
“Why are you doing that?” your voice was coming out really low, very sleepy.
“Your hair is messy.”
“It’s not that… I mean-”
“I already told you why.”
“Do you like me?” and he remained in silence. “I like you. But I am scared.”
“Why?” he sounded surprise.
“You’re going to hurt me.” And he remembered of the talk he had with Brian about it. Was he going to really hurt you? Ever?
“I’m here, (Y/N). Go sleep” his hand was still on your hair and you could feel him caressing your hair, looking at you.
“Promise you won’t leave?”
“I won’t, love. I promise.” And you fell asleep.
chapter ten
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future child. (michalis x reader)
anon asked: “I'm liking the idea of Michalis, meeting his future kid with summoner...whose not only a girl (whelp goodbye firstborn son and heir), but also rides a cute lil pegasus too and is ironically scared of wyverns. (it'd be nice if you could whip up a scenario/headcanon for this, but if not that's fine too..i just needed to get this off my chest bc its simply too cute)”
a/n: haha i’m glad y’all seem to like this... series of sorts ^^ the only difficult part is coming up w “fire emblem” names for the kiddos rip! --mod touko
also (i feel like i always put an ‘also’ on my posts bc i never shut up lmao!) i got fe: warriors this weekend and just finished the main story! it was aight tho the best part about it is unlocking f!robin she’s so pretty aaaa!!!
other “future child” stories: alfonse // sharena \\ fjorm & gunnthra // loki
   you had always had a fascination with the stars. they were the one thing constant in both your world and in askr -- and despite the different constellations, you could always look up at the maps in the sky and make up stories for the different shapes you would pick out. of course, alfonse would tell you what each constellation meant, but you found the stories in your head were much more interesting then the actual explanation for them.
   the one story you loved, though, was the story of the goddess of night, celeste. doomed to be forever separated from her lover, the goddess of the daytime, she weeps every night, the tears falling from her face and creating the beautiful formations in the sky to lead other lovers safely home, so they don’t suffer the same fate. it was oddly beautiful, in a way most tragedies are. 
   you’re thankful for your love of the night, as it let you meet her.
   just as the goddesses tears light the night, so does she as she falls to the earth, hurtling towards it like a comet. you quickly jump up, going to help the girl who’s passed out inside of a crater on the ground. 
   “are you okay?” you ask, though the answer is fairly obvious. she just fell from the sky, of course she wasn’t alright. the girl, thankfully, can stand, and she gets up weakly, looking around as if in a daze.
   “where am i?” she asks, holding her head, her voice barely a whisper. her clothes are torn, and she holds her arms close to her chest, her breath visible because of the cold. “w-who are you?” she scrunches her face up, and limps towards you. you lunge forward and grab her arms, making sure she’s fit to stand, inspecting her face closely. 
   you can tell she’s a bit younger than you, maybe by a few years, but there are dark circles under her eyes. her bright red hair is cut at her chin, [eye color] eyes dull and devoid of warmth. 
   “i’m [name], i’m the tactician and summoner of the army of askr... i could ask the same to you... what is your name?” she grits her teeth, looking to the left as if trying to rack her own brain of thoughts, but ultimately finds nothing. she grips onto you as if trying to steady whatever was going on in her mind. you wrap an arm around her shoulder, taking out breidablik and summoning a portal back to the castle.
   “i-i’m not sure... i don’t remember anything.” you look at her, searching her eyes and seeing nothing but sincerity. you smile softly, making a stupid decision to trust this stranger who could easily kill you. studying the freckles on her face, you realize that some look like your favorite constellation.
   “can i call you celeste?”
   celeste quickly falls asleep under the care of the healers working the night shift, who just happened to be mist and sakura. they assured you that she would be fine in the morning, she only had a few scrapes and a dislocated ankle (nothing a stave couldn’t fix), so you could turn in for the night. despite their words, though, you couldn’t bring yourself to fall asleep when you had so many questions about this girl. so, you resign yourself to sitting by the door, waiting for her to wake up.
   it’d been a few weeks since celeste crash landed in askr. she still didn’t have her memories back, but was quickly becoming very attached to you. not that you minded, she was a total sweetheart who loved animals viewed the world with wide-eyed optimism. she even got herself a pegasus and started training to become a pegasus knight, with some help from caeda. she seemed to be naturally talented with a lance. (you suspected that she might’ve been a pegasus knight before she lost her memories, but nothing was certain). 
   “isn’t she adorable?” you ask, watching her train from afar. michalis lowers his head, crossing his arms. “she’s growing into such a strong young woman already, despite only being here for week. i wish i had resolve like that.” you let out an airy laugh, the macedonian king seemingly listening to you, but his eyes focused straight ahead.
   “children should not be utilized on the battlefield.” he says, eyes flickering down to look at you, “leave the fighting to the strong ones.” you hum, opening the small journal in your pocket where you keep notes on the units.
   “you’re right,” you reply, flipping to a page where you had kept notes on michalis. “children have to grow up far too fast here, i mean, kana and sanaki are barely even teenagers and yet they have to fight. it’s cruel.” you doodle yet another drawing of the red-haired wyvern rider, this time smiling and happy with little flowers surrounding him. he takes notice, and doesn’t seem too amused, but says nothing of it. “did you train as a child, too?” michalis merely nods, obviously not wanting to share that part of him with you just yet. you knew not to press him, as he opened up to you little by little, and pestering only made him close up more. 
   “[name]!” you hear celeste call, bounding over to the two of you, with a grin stretching from ear to ear. she jumps into your arms, heaving trying to catch her breath, but still beaming nonetheless. 
   “i’m getting so much better! miss caeda is SUCH a good teacher! i think i’m almost ready to be on the front lines, what do you say, mother?” she says, so excited that the words come so fast you can hardly keep up.
   “i don’t think you’re ready qu-- wait, i’m sorry, what did you just call me?” you question, and see michalis shift beside you. the first thing that comes to your mind is that this is probably just a slip up, like calling a teacher ‘mom’ on accident, but she just smiles in response, confident in her words.
   “nope! as i was training, i think some of my memories came back to me!” she’s practically bouncing, shifting from heel to heel with nervous energy. “i saw a glimpse of you helping me get over my fear of wyverns, telling me something about how you used to fear them, then you met someone who helped you get over that fear!” she giggles, and you feel your heart hammer in your chest. you knew exactly who she was talking about, but your feelings for him weren’t up in the air yet. you glance at him, and his frown deepens, as he turns on a heel and leaves. your heart is telling you to follow him, but you couldn’t leave your daughter hanging. 
   forcing a nervous smile, you say: “please, tell me more.”
   word travels fast around the castle, the news of celeste being your daughter being the topic of everyone’s conversations. chrom had offered you a few words of advice, as he was one of the few people who could relate to your situation, and you were grateful for that.
   though, the speculations about who was the baby’s other parent were rampant as well. since celeste had red hair, it seemed every hero with a streak of red in their hair was rumored to be your “future spouse”. some heroes didn’t mind, such as the fearsome tactician saias and the candy thief gaius, but others, minerva, anna, and cordelia, quickly shot down these rumors, as though they did enjoy the summoner’s company, it was merely a platonic relationship between you two. 
   deep down, you knew who it was. it couldn’t be anyone else, you were sure of it, but you couldn’t seem to tell him. it’s only when celeste falls off her pegasus and bumps her head that she remembers herself.
   “it’s michalis!” she laughs, almost maniacally. “my father is michalis! we have to tell him at-- ouch.” celeste winces, rubbing her head. you tell the girl to go to the healers while you took care of the matter yourself, (half because you didn’t know how he would react, and it would kill you if he denied her), and she acquiesces.
   “michalis?” you knock on his door, anxiety swelling with each tap you make. you hear him respond with a quiet yes. “may i come in?” he doesn’t answer, and you know that means you can. 
   “what is it?” he responds sharply, not even bothering to look up at you as he scans through some war book at his desk. you clench your jaw, not knowing how to bring up the topic at hand. usually, you always knew what to say, but words often failed you when you needed them most. letting out a deep breath, you decide that it’s now or never.
   “it’s about celeste, you--” he cuts you off mid-sentence.
   “if it’s about who her father is, i couldn’t care less.” his voice is icy in a way you hadn’t heard since when you first met him. 
   “no, just--”
   “oh, you haven’t found out yet? the list must be very long considering that you flirt with half of the army.” your eyes water, gods, he always knew just the right words to say to make someone hurt, you just never thought it would be directed at you. he didn’t mean it, your brain told you, he’s just hurt and trying to push you away like he does with everyone else, but it still stings that he would think of you that way. you hadn’t flirted with anyone but him for the longest while, he was just too much of a recluse to notice. it’s then he finally glances at you, noticing that you’re holding back tears. 
   “you’re such a dastard michalis.” you curse, tears flowing down your cheeks freely, “i was coming here to tell you that you’re her father.” you want to yell at him, want to make him hurt as much as he made you hurt, but you can’t bring yourself to. instead, you add in a small voice: “i should’ve listened to minerva about you.” and then you leave, slamming the door behind you.
   michalis is left with the same feeling that he had after using his sister, maria for a bargaining chip. complete and utter disgust with himself.
   “you!” celeste yells, flying her pegasus in front of michalis to block his path. she quickly dismounts, standing in front of him defiantly, chest puffed out and a stubborn expression on her face. even in the darkness, he could see the resemblances to you, as you always made when he would first tell you to leave him alone. “you made my mother cry! why would you do that you jerk!” despite the fierceness in her voice, her eyes look scared.
   “i know,” he responds, voice barely above a whisper. “where do you think i was going, child?” 
   “i don’t think she even wants to see you!” celeste replies, her pegasus glaring at him behind her. despite her words, he continues across the courtyard to the hall where your room was. “hey! are you even listening to me!” she follows quickly, the only noise besides their voices being the soft flap of her pegasus’s wings.
   “i don’t care, i need to right my wrongs.” he answers, ignoring her words of warning. of course you wouldn’t want to see him, he was utterly rude to the only person who cared enough to be nice to him despite his cold demeanor (save maria), but he had to see you. what he did to his family was unforgivable, and that damage could never be repaired, but he could mend relations with you, his one beam of warmth in his otherwise frigid world. 
   “i don’t know what you were like in my world, but...” she trails off, “i don’t want you to hurt my mother because you don’t want me.” he’s stunned into silence, the small girl looking towards the ground, eyes watering and sniffling as if to hold back a sob. michalis mentally curses, wondering what good deed he did in some previous life to warrant him this lucky of a hand, because he was sure that he’s done nothing good in his life to deserve the love of not only you, but of this angel, celeste, whom he’s never shown kindness to in the months she’s been here. he wishes he was maria, or even minerva who, though blunt, was much kinder than he. 
   “you think i do not want you?” he says, clearing his throat, trying for once to say what was truly in his heart. “nothing could be further from the truth.” celeste breaks, freely sobbing as she lunges at michalis, clinging to his midsection. 
   “oh father!” she says inbetween sobs, “i love you!” he’s frozen in place, not used to this type of affection except from maria. he puts a tentative hand on the top of her head, slowly patting her hair.
   “yes. now, let’s go find your mother.” celeste quickly reels back, quickly wiping her face off and forcing a smile. 
   “yes! but don’t think you’re off the hook just yet!” she giggles, eyes puffy and red, “i’m still mad at you!”
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Franz Ferdinand 8-8-18
one of the best concerts i’ve ever been to and basically one of the greatest nights of my life.
sorry this is so long i just love them so much!!!!
I got to the venue around 5:30 when doors weren’t even going to open until 7. Even as I sat outside with only six people ahead of me in line, I was SO anxious about getting front row and I was really afraid that I wouldn't make it. I know this sounds weird, but when they let us into the theater and I bolted for the barrier and actually got it, I felt like I could finally relax for the first time in months.
I loved chatting with the people around me on the barrier! I don’t know any Franz fans in real life so it was nice to be able to talk to people about them.
I really enjoyed POW! They were fun. The keyboard player was cute as hell and her outfit was adorable. I was dying laughing at all the people in the audience who kept randomly yelling POW!!! between songs.
It was surreal when the lights finally went down and they came out. Bob and Paul first, then Julian and Dino...and then Alex, casually strolling onstage with his guitar in one hand and a mug of tea in the other. This video says it all. ♥
I was so happy they opened with Always Ascending! It's one of my absolute favorites of theirs and I feel like it's a great opener with the way it builds up. My memory of this song is a fucking blur because I was mostly just standing there attempting to process the fact that holy shit, this is happening, they're real!!!!! They're fucking real!!!!
They played Come On Home next (which I wasn’t expecting at all!!!) and they dedicated it to a woman in the front row, Reese, for her birthday. :’) Such a lovely song and the fact that they played it for her is amazing.
Alex had to stop during the second verse of Walk Away because he was having some sort of sound issues...they finished the song, but afterwards he had to walk over to the sound guy to get something fixed and he told the other guys to jam and told Bob to start lmao. So they all started awkwardly jamming and laughing and it was cute af.
When Alex came back they played The Dark of the Matinee which was AMAZINGGGG. The intro with Julian and Dino and Alex all on guitar??? So fucking cool. This was the song that sort of lowkey got me interested in them last summer (shoutout to @flakybandit ♥) which made it even better.
Come and dance with me...come and dance with me...now cOME ALL OVER ME MICHAEL
Lazy Boy is so much fucking fun!!! Alex played that shaker thing during the intro (idk what it's called) and then just fucking...flung it onto the floor behind Bob and it landed with a soft chhhk and I was dying. It was also cool to watch him counting out the 10/4 time signature in the middle of the song!
Alex held my hand during the second verse of Glimpse of Love!!!!!!!! aaaa 
It took me a second to recognize Lucid Dreams when they started playing, because I'm more familiar with the version on Tonight, but when I figured it out I fuckin lost my shit. I LOVE THIS SONG SO MUCH.
I was still reeling from hearing Lucid Dreams and then they fucking started playing EVIL EYE. SAJDJSDJ OH MY GODDDD. This song makes me so fucking happy. Screaming “IT'S RED YA BASTARD!!!” is definitely a life highlight.
I know I said that DotM is the song that got me interested in them last summer, but Do You Want To is the song that finally got me hooked on them this spring. I lost my mind a little bit haha. So much fun. They really drew out the “lucky lucky” part, which I loved. Alex was so into it dsjfjsf. Like yeah, Alex, you know what? I am so lucky. ❤️
Ulysses though ;o; I’ve loved that song from the moment I first heard it. I was a junior in college when it came out and I distinctly remember listening to it while walking around campus, rewinding the “you’re never going home” part over and over because I just loved it so much...yeah. Finally getting to hear it live was incredible.
The first song of the encore was Finally!!! This song means a lot to me for various reasons and I'm so happy I got to see it live. The whole band stopped playing during the little breakdown part in the middle of the song and Alex encouraged the audience to sing along. It was quiet because most people didn't know the song haha but he tried. (God, how it feels good to be with people like me.)
Feel The Love Go. Oh my god. I know I say this about a lot of Franz songs but I honestly think this is my favorite song of theirs. Back in May, when I was first getting into FF, I had a really horrible day at work. I felt like such a failure and I honestly wanted to give up and quit teaching forever. I remember listening to this song that night and the next day, and that was the first time I really paid attention to the lyrics. “For the things that you do are not who you are.” “Think of a friend and wish them love. Think of an enemy and wish them more.” It sounds ridiculous, but it spoke to me at a time when I really needed to hear it – and it kind of put some things in perspective for me. I love it so much. It gives me such a good feeling every time I listen to it. And it's so good live!!! Alex's dancing is impeccable, and I absolutely love when he gives his fucking sermons on feeling the energy and the love in the room tonIGHT!!! Fucking magical. ♥
One of my favorite things about concerts is how the energy in the room changes when a band starts playing their most popular song. The Killers with Mr. Brightside, Duran Duran with Hungry Like The Wolf, The Mighty Mighty Bosstones with The Impression That I Get...everyone just seems to come alive. That's how it felt to hear them play Take Me Out. I love it sosososo much. It takes me back to being 15, in a good way haha. Alex and Julian and Dino jumping at the beginning is cute as hell. I love those bouncy boys.
I'm pretty sure Julian noticed me at one point during Take Me Out, since he was in Dino's spot... I smiled at him and did a heart with my hands and he smiled :D
This Fire was insaneee. if you haven't seen FF play it live go check it out here (not my show but it sounded pretty much exactly the same). I loved the extended guitar jam in the middle! When Lexi and I were outside later talking to Alex, she told him how much she loved this version of the song, and Alex said he thought it was great, too! He said it's not always so drawn out, it all depends on whether he and Dino hit the right groove or not, and tonight they did. :D
Getting down on the floor and watching them through the barrier and then jumping up and dancing my ass off is another experience that I'll never forget. Part of me regrets not taking any videos of this, because it was fucking amazing, but I knew I had to just experience it. (Oh, how I burn for you. <3) Some more random observations from during/after the show:
Alex came back out for the encore with a second mug of tea
When he introduced Dino he referred to him as “the man that is loved by every cat in the world” :')
Julian has the longest legs known to man
Also Julian kept randomly giggling throughout the show jdsfjds so cute
Paul and Bob were so far away :( but it was cute to see them looking so focused and intense!
Alex has a nice butt. Thanks for coming to my TED talk
When Dino and I took our picture he leaned his head into mine (ノ◕ヮ◕)ノ*:・゚✧
When I went to take my selfie with Paul we did that awkward thing where we both put our arms up so he was like “Here, I'll go up” sdjfsfj :’)
I wanted to talk more to Bob but I didn't know what to say! At least I got to tell him that the show was amazing and he thanked me :) What a cutie.
This is going to sound weird I think but like...Alex looked really nice in the dim glow of the streetlights in the alley? It really brought out his eyes or something haha. He's just so stunningly beautiful, and it's even more pronounced in person. <3
I almost didn't tell Alex how much their music has helped me this year. Lexi and I had taken our pictures and she was talking to him and he looked like he was about to head over to someone else and I knew it was kind of a now or never thing so I just...fucking did it. He smiled and put his hand on my shoulder and told me how much he likes hearing things like that and he hopes that next year will be better for me. :)
I was SO nervous to talk to them, especially Alex, but they all instantly made me feel at ease. They're just as lovely as everyone said they would be. If any of you ever have the opportunity to meet them after a gig, do it. They’re so kind and genuine and you can tell they enjoy getting to talk to their fans. 
It’s been a week since I saw them now and I’m not gonna lie, I’m sad and I miss them so much. Weirdly, though, I’m comforted by the fact that even though I don’t know where or when, I’m going to get to see them again (and maybe even meet them again!) and that’s enough to keep me going. ♥
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